57 Taboo 18|| Dog Legs and His Young Masters
"Sorry, sorry." Ye Jing'an recovered from his dizziness and apologized quickly.
"Hey, your beautiful girlfriend has prepared another surprise for you? Why are you so excited?" a colleague teased.
Ye Jingan forced a smile and said carelessly, "Oh no, I was sleepwalking just now."
His colleagues didn't care about what he said. Ye Jing'an usually liked to talk nonsense, so they just thought he was teasing them again.
"Then tell us what you swam to." Another gossipy female colleague joined the group chat.
He quickly cast a look for help at Eye Cream, and in the gap, he opened his mouth and asked silently, "Am I back?!"
Yan Shuang nodded.
A few days in the game is just a blink of an eye outside the game. Yan Shuang selectively ignored Ye Jingan's nonsense about his sleepwalking story with a few colleagues, and looked down at the game cover on the computer.
The middle school in the picture was the one they had just entered, except that the black gate had been replaced by an ordinary iron gate.
The trees on both sides were lush and green, and the teaching building in the distance was lost in the haze. Just like Liu Nian, he had been trapped in that dark and dilapidated dormitory, never seeing the light of day.
Yan Shuang recalled that the previous two times she came out were extremely difficult, but this time it was unexpectedly smooth. Although Liu Nian was a ghost, he was also a rare ghost who was reasonable.
Taboo - the place where life blooms, truth is my light.
Ye Jing'an hadn't known when to finish his speech. He came to Yan Shuang's workstation and said with tears in his eyes, "If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have been curious about what you were looking at. I really want to dig my eyes out now."
Yan Shuang spread her hands and gave him a wry smile, "It's useless to dig it out."
"Is there still any law?"
Yan Shuang pointed at the computer and said, "It is the law."
Ye Jing'an tilted his head back, looking like he'd died from overindulgence. Hearing Yan Shuang's phone vibrate non-stop, not knowing if it was a message or an ad, he sighed and asked, "How many times have you logged into the game? Did you also meet the person you had dinner with in the game last time?"
"This is the third time." Yan Shuang picked up the phone, tapping on the screen with her fingers, and said, "Doctor Lin is a veteran. Xu Yaoyu is the same as me, three times, and Tian Yiyi twice. I don't know exactly how many times Jing Ning has been in, maybe it's been a long time before us."
Ye Jingan still found it hard to accept, "I feel like I'm counting the days, and you can actually come to work every day."
I don't know what Yan Shuang saw on the phone, but she chuckled, her brows relaxed, and she seemed to be in a good mood when she spoke, "What else?"
Ye Jing'an scratched his head and thought about it.
They don't play games every day, and life has to go on in real life.
Unless you have no intention of surviving the game. If the game disrupts reality, then there is no point in living.
"Will there ever be an end?" Ye Jing'an asked.
"Yeah, it will eventually end. Isn't the real world just like a game? You never know when an accident will happen."
He always thought Yan Shuang was a magical person. She could make you quickly recognize the reality, yet she could tolerate everything. Even though she knew there were many hardships ahead, she could still tear them apart with her bare hands and give you hope.
Ye Jing'an was silent for a long time, looking at his blurry reflection on the ceiling.
Yan Shuang explained the follow-up precautions to Ye Jingan and waved her phone in front of him. "Are you hungry? Let's go eat."
Ye Jingan was still a little dazed, "Ah? Ah. Okay, okay."
After the two came out of the company, Yan Shuang took a taxi and went straight to the hotel.
"Shuang'er, you must have won the lottery! How dare you come to a place like this to spend money?" Ye Jing'an was full of curiosity as if he had just entered the city. He looked here and touched there.
He couldn't bear to look at the eye cream, walked to the front desk, asked which floor the restaurant was on, and quickly went up with Ye Jingan's conspicuous bag.
"Tell me, you are not selling your body to be kept by some rich woman, are you?" Ye Jingan asked seriously in the elevator.
Yan Shuang glanced at him and asked, "How can my appearance be worth money?"
Ye Jingan disagreed with him. "Why not? Look at that pretty face and that physique. She must be worth millions at least. You don't have a clear understanding of yourself."
"Thank you. Then are you willing to spend a few million to support me, Master Ye?" Yan Shuang said.
"I am not talented, but I don't have enough money, so I can only serve tea and water for you, young master." Ye Jing'an, with his acting skills, began his one-man show, "Young master, please have pity on me and give me some food. I will work like a slave for you for the rest of my life."
Yan Shuang suddenly felt that Jing Ning and Ye Jing'an were similar to some extent. They could get into the role in a second and no one could stop them from acting.
At this moment, the elevator door opened, and Ye Jingan backed out, saying, "Are you really treating me? Or let it go. Even though we're close friends, there's no need to go to such lengths. I think the spicy hot pot downstairs is pretty good, so we can celebrate."
"No, I..." Yan Shuang just opened her mouth when she was interrupted by a voice.
"It's my treat." Jing Ning walked over and naturally put his arm around Yan Shuang's shoulders. He twitched his lips slightly and looked at Ye Jing'an. "What do you want to eat?"
Ye Jingan opened his mouth wide and clasped his fists towards Jing Ning, "Master, I am willing to serve you like a slave!"
"You lackey, you betrayed me so quickly." Yan Shuang cursed.
Ye Jingan shook his head, stretched out a finger, and shook it slightly, "Nonono, this is called whoever gives you milk is your mother. Since you have eaten well and haven't forgotten me, now you can only be demoted to a young master."
After saying that, Ye Jingan shouted to Jing Ning, "Is that right, young master?"
The three of them sat together in the hotel restaurant. Yan Shuang remembered and asked Jing Ning, "Have you been here these days?"
"Well, I have a project here for the time being." Jing Ning ate very elegantly, his voice neither salty nor bland, "What's wrong?"
Yan Shuang thought for a moment and said, "Are you free tomorrow? Come to my house for dinner."
"I happen to have tomorrow off, so I wanted to treat you to a meal, just a simple one." Then he hastily added, "It's okay if you don't have time."
Jing Ning did not answer immediately.
Yan Shuang lowered her head nervously. Suddenly, the atmosphere changed subtly and an indescribable feeling suddenly arose in her heart.
Ye Jing'an was still struggling with the prawns in his hand, his mouth full of meat, forming a sharp contrast with the elegant people around him. He looked like he had just come from a famine, but he didn't care. He glanced at the prawns in his hand, which he hadn't finished eating, and then at Yan Shuang. "It's just a dinner with friends at home, why are you so nervous?"
Sometimes Yan Shuang really wanted to sew his mouth shut stitch by stitch.
Yes, why am I nervous? He suddenly realized that Jing Ning and he were both men, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about. It was normal for good friends to have dinner together. Although he said so, he still felt a little uncomfortable, as he felt that their relationship was different from that between him and Ye Jingan.
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