87 Sacrifice Corridor 1 || Fifth Game
On Saturday in December, the minimum temperature was five degrees Celsius.
There was no snow outside, only a biting cold wind. However, the pedestrians on the road were still enthusiastic, and the streets were decorated with colorful lights and Christmas wreaths everywhere.
Yan Shuang went into a coffee shop. It was very quiet inside. There was only one table with people working on their computers. Jing Ning was sitting by the window, having been waiting there for a long time.
He waved his hand, Yan Shuang smiled, and the whole room became a few degrees warmer.
It has been two months since we last met in Suzhou. Jingning was wearing a black cashmere coat today. The slim cut outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist. Paired with gold-rimmed glasses, the minimalist clothing set off his handsome face to perfection, making him a true fashion supermodel.
Although the two contacted each other by phone every day, when they actually stood face to face, the feeling was completely different.
Yan Shuang walked over and sat next to him, shoulder to shoulder. She took the caramel latte of perfect temperature and took a sip, which attracted the girls next to her to look back frequently.
"How long have you been here?" Yan Shuang looked up and politely responded to several girls with a smile.
"Just arrived, five minutes earlier than you." Jing Ning leaned back in his seat, looked at Yan Shuang's red cheeks from the cold, and pulled the scarf around his neck upwards.
Several girls covered their mouths with their hands, looking as if they had been hurt.
Yan Shuang glanced at Jing Ning embarrassedly, reminding him to restrain himself a little in public, and then continued to drink the coffee in his hand as if nothing had happened.
Jing Ning squeezed Yan Shuang's hand and turned around to look at the girls. The girls became even more excited and shook the arms of the sisters next to them.
"Today is Christmas, and this street will definitely be super congested at night." Yan Shuang let him hold her hand, and like countless couples in the world, they talked about their ordinary daily life.
"How do you want to spend the evening?" Jing Ning asked in a low voice.
"Let me think..." Yan Shuang tilted her head and pointed to the square not far away. "There will be a show there tonight. I wonder if I can catch it."
It was now past four in the afternoon. There was a huge Christmas tree next to the stage in the square, which attracted many young people to check in here. Yan Shuang had just finished sighing about how great it was to be young when she saw a familiar figure sneaking around in the crowd.
The man was wearing a long black down jacket and sunglasses. He neither took pictures nor admired the tree. He just circled around the tree three times to the left and three times to the right. He was as stupid as Ye Jing'an.
Yan Shuang narrowed her eyes slightly. Oh my god, isn’t that Ye Jingan himself doing street performance art?
Ye Jing'an circled the tree five times before finally walking towards the coffee shop, looking back every few steps.
Yan Shuang looked at Ye Jing'an's outfit and asked, "Is this a spy style?"
"Very stylish." Ye Jing'an patted his bloated clothes and took off his sunglasses. "Aren't you afraid of being cold in the game? Wear more clothes. I just made a wish, hoping that everything will go well for us this time."
Yan Shuang: "Don't tell me you were making a wish to that crooked Christmas tree when you looked so horny just now?"
Ye Jingan ordered a cup of coffee and two desserts. "It's okay to make a wish anywhere. Why not make one when there's one already made?"
Yan Shuang: That makes sense.
"No need to thank me, I'll give it to you." Ye Jing'an ate a piece of Napoleon in two bites, and the crumbs of walnut protein cake flew everywhere when he spoke.
Jing Ning ordered three more desserts and gave one to Ye Jingan as a reward.
"This stuff is good. Eat more to keep your strength." Ye Jing'an happily took it, leaned forward, covered half of his face with his hand, and whispered to Yan Shuang, "I promise you two will have a baby soon."
Yan Shuang: “…” and withdrew the reward.
"How long do we have to go to the company?" Ye Jing'an chewed the cake, savoring its sweetness. Because it was the weekend and the company was closed, they had to enter the game from the company computer.
"Let's go at half past six. It'll be really cold if you go too early. Let's stay here for a while to enjoy the warm breeze." Yan Shuang looked at Jing Ning and said, "With him here, we can save unnecessary trouble."
Ye Jingan nodded. Everyone deals with stress differently. Like Ye Jingan, he needs someone to talk to him constantly to distract himself.
Yan Shuang handed the cake back and said, "Eat it."
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It was six-thirty in the winter, and it was already completely dark. The Christmas tree was twinkling with colorful lights, and the square was full of people. Ye Jing'an felt as if time had been accelerated, and the daytime scene just now was only a thing of the past. He walked forward with heavy steps, feeling a strong resistance in his heart, which was a human instinctive resistance to unknown danger.
In front, Jing Ning and Yan Shuang were holding hands, as if they were really just celebrating Christmas on the street.
Ye Jing'an didn't want to fall behind, so he buried his fear in his heart and followed the two of them.
The three of them avoided the crowd and walked towards the company building.
Jing Ning opened the lock very quickly; this type of lock was no problem for him. Yan Shuang patted Ye Jing'an's shoulder and noticed that he was trembling. "Don't be nervous, we are all here."
Ye Jing'an nodded and gritted his teeth as he pressed the power button on the computer.
Jing Ning took out the computer he carried with him and was already prepared.
Yan Shuang watched the time slowly approach and said, "Come out early, let's celebrate Christmas together." Then she opened the game, and the game screen changed...
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful suction force came towards him. Yan Shuang tried to use the last few seconds to see the contents clearly.
When the light in front of them came on again, the three of them found themselves in a completely new environment.
The air here has a very strange smell, which is completely different from their real world. The scorching sun above their heads is burning the earth, and every inch of land seems to be baked hot, making people feel suffocated.
Ye Jingan was soon sweating profusely, peeling off his clothes layer by layer like an onion. "Isn't it unnecessary for me to wear these? Can't I wear something closer to the actual temperature?"
Yan Shuang's eyes hurt from the sun, "At least you wore your sunglasses correctly."
The three of them couldn't stand the sun anymore, so they found a big tree to take shelter temporarily.
The buildings here look like they are from the 1980s, full of millennial style, with bright and bold colors, and colored glass curtain walls everywhere, creating a light and transparent sense of space, and the special-shaped roof is unique.
Yan Shuang stood still, her eyes slowly scanning the residential complex behind her. The four characters "Meteor Garden" shone golden above the gate. The door to the security room below was open, revealing a small bed and a wooden desk. The windows were covered with newspaper, and no one was visible. There seemed to be residents in the complex; Yan Shuang could faintly hear the sounds of children playing. Directly across from the complex lay a river, but for some reason, the water looked like a dark, stagnant pool. A straight bridge spanned the river, though Yan Shuang couldn't make out a clear view. On the other bank, there appeared to be a temple, its gates now closed.
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