Chapter 048: No Melon in the Rest Area (8)
Pavilion Master Ji heard Mo Qianhe's loud words and frowned to stop him: "Why should I let you bid on the secret between me and my benefactor? The benefactor should bid."
Jiang Minxu: "..."
I really appreciate your fairness.
Liu Tang looked at Mo Qianhe and said as if he was scolding his ignorant child, "I've already given you over ninety props, and you still need these five?"
When President Jiang heard this, he was stunned on the spot.
How many?
More than ninety props?
What a concept! Even if you only spend the minimum 50 points to draw, it will be close to 5,000 points!
That’s half a life savings of a player who has completed the game!
After Liu Tang finished speaking, he turned to President Jiang and said, "How about this? Five props is a bit too much, so I'll just give you one. But if one day you end up with Pavilion Master Ji, I want to know every detail! I mean every detail!"
Jiang Minxu came back to his senses from his amazement and was speechless again: "..."
Mo Qianhe on the side just burst out laughing.
Jiang Minxu thought that if he had never been with Ji Zehan, he would not have to fulfill this promise, and he would be making a fortune by doing nothing.
So he quickly agreed to Liu Tang's conditions.
The four of them found a private room and sat down again.
This time, Ji Zehan truthfully recounted what he remembered.
After listening to how Liu Tang "raised" Ji Zehan bit by bit.
Mo Qianhe and Jiang Minxu both felt a little jealous.
They had actually spent so much time together.
Mo Qianhe quickly found his chance to turn the tables: "However, Liu Tang and I grew up together and have been together for many years. He also left me a pair of rings."
Ji Zehan was not irritated by the man's repeated emphasis on the ring, but just wondered why this man always fussed over trivial matters.
Jiang Minxu felt relieved when he heard Mo Qianhe's words. No matter what, Ji Zehan should not be the most important person to Liu Tang.
But why does he care about this?
Liu Tang was surprised and said, "Wow, I really am a kind person. It turns out that I created 'Wantong Pavilion' to help novice players~"
Mo Qianhe looked at Liu Tang with some pride.
Although he really didn't like Liu Tang always thinking about helping others and ignoring himself, but...
This kindness is also what attracts me to the other person.
He still remembers how, even when Liu Tang was bullied in the orphanage, he knew that the other children, including himself, watched indifferently. He even saw his peers go to great lengths to win the favor of adopters when someone wanted to adopt a child.
Liu Tang has also been trying to discover the strengths of other children.
He can see the cuteness in even the most selfish children.
After seeing through the selfishness of human nature, Mo Qianhe chose to stay away from others.
And Liu Tang is still willing to lend a helping hand when others encounter difficulties.
He's not in it to gain anything.
He said that being able to help others is a happy thing.
Many thoughts flashed through Mo Qianhe's mind. Recalling the glow that appeared on the entire building when Liu Tang entered Wantong Pavilion, he said:
“It seems that the building glowed to welcome you back.
"I've been to Wantong Pavilion so many times, but I haven't received any special gifts. It was probably only after you came that you opened up the permissions and allowed me to receive the suite you reserved for me."
After saying this, he looked at Ji Zehan with some pride.
Ji Zehan was a little annoyed by him, and said a decisive sentence: "The benefactor is really good to you. He left a suite for you, but only gave the entire Wantong Pavilion to me to manage."
Mo Qiangan: "..."
When Jiang Minxu heard the two of them bickering with each other, he suddenly stopped feeling jealous and instead found it very interesting.
The corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.
Mo Qianhe knew that when he was at a disadvantage, the best way was to change the battlefield, so he looked around and said, "Then do you remember how Liu Tang became the boss?"
Ji Zehan shook his head: "I only have very fragmentary memories at the moment."
Mo Qianhe: "Waste."
Ji Zehan: “…”
Liu Tang ignored the two men's sharp exchange and pondered, "Is it because I became a 'player' in the dungeon that my past information seems to have been 'unblocked'?"
Mo Qianhe nodded: "It's possible. After you became a player, are there any strange things?"
Liu Tang thought for a moment and then went into detail: "Oh, by the way, my system interface has been flickering a bit during the dungeon, and the text is not displaying properly."
Mo Qianhe nodded: "It seems that your becoming a player may have caused some kind of 'bug' in the system. The system can no longer forcibly block all your information."
Liu Tang was surprised and said, "Then if I become a player a few more times, will I be able to remember everything in the past?"
Mo Qianhe frowned: "Maybe, we can only try it little by little. But there is always a risk of getting a bug, we have to be prepared for the opposite effect."
Liu Tang was puzzled: "Backfire?"
Mo Qianhe looked at Liu Tang with some concern: "If the system thinks you are a virus, it might use 'anti-virus software' to remove you."
"The system will kill me?!" Liu Tang was shocked.
Ji Zehan on the other side retorted: "Your official status is still the dungeon boss. The system probably won't kill you, but it might erase your memories and remake you."
Liu Tang fell silent after hearing this.
The situation doesn't seem to be getting any better.
Seeing the atmosphere was somewhat gloomy, Pavilion Master Ji changed the subject: "My benefactor, since you are the founder of 'Wantong Pavilion', should I hand over the position of Pavilion Master to you now?"
Liu Tang's train of thought was indeed distracted, and he quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no, this Pavilion Master position is yours. Don't expect me to take charge of things. Managing Wanjing Garden is more than enough for me."
A few people felt that they could not come up with anything new to discuss, so they disbanded on the spot.
Mo Qianhe pulled Liu Tang back to the suite.
He was in a particularly good mood.
Because Liu Tang had prepared an exclusive suite for him before he entered the "18th level of hell".
"He has me in his heart." Mo Qianhe thought happily.
At this time, Liu Tang began to talk about what he remembered about Mo Qianhe.
"I remember you once told me that sometimes you want to not be disturbed or seen, to completely disappear in the crowd, to be quiet and not care about other people's eyes." Liu Tang said to Mo Qianhe.
Mo Qianhe remembered that this was what he said to Liu Tang when he was in high school.
At that time, Mo Qianhe always attracted a lot of people's attention because of his outstanding appearance and achievements.
Liu Tang is also popular among many people because of his lively personality and refreshing temperament.
No matter where they go, there are always people surrounding and watching them.
But Mo Qianhe just wanted to be alone with Liu Tang.
I also hope that Liu Tang will be alone with me.
Liu Tang pointed to the ring on his ring finger and said, "I think this is why I created 'Selflessness and Casualness' for you. At least in Wantong Pavilion, you can be completely invisible when needed."
At that moment, Mo Qianhe felt his heart being squeezed hard.
It turns out that all this was not just his self-consolation.
Liu Tang remembered his words.
He remembered it very clearly and for a long time.
The two of them were now standing in the elevator with only each other.
Mo Qianhe looked at Liu Tang and suddenly asked, "Can I hug you?"
Liu Tang was stunned for a moment, then opened his arms and smiled brightly: "My arms are always open to you, Boss Mo."
Mo Qianhe walked forward and raised his hands to hug the other person somewhat awkwardly.
From childhood to adulthood, except for hugging the elders of the Mo family when he was a child, he rarely had physical contact with others after entering the welfare home.
Even with Liu Tang, there was almost no such thing.
So he wasn't sure how firm the hug should be.
Somewhat helplessly, she gently placed her arms around the other person's back, not daring to hold them too tightly.
However, Liu Tang hugged him tightly without any hesitation, making the two of them stick close to each other.
Mo Qianhe could clearly feel the other person's arms squeezing his body, and the tingling sensation of the other person's chin pressing against his shoulder.
A strong but soft touch, and a warm temperature.
And the faint fragrance coming from the other person's neck.
It is the scent of the shower gel that I prepared for the other person.
It's the same shower gel I use.
Refreshing black tea mixed with the scent of gardenia.
But it seems a little different.
Mixed with each other's unique scent.
He heard Liu Tang's thoughts at this moment:
[Boss Mo smells so good~]
[It feels so thick to hold~]
"Ah, so hugging is so comfortable? I'll hug you more often next time~"
Mo Qianhe felt a little happy, a little nervous, and a little shy.
My body tensed unconsciously.
At this moment, he heard Liu Tang say in his ear with a smile: "I remember why I call you 'Boss Mo', because you have a bossy face."
The boy's warm breath swept across Mo Qianhe's earlobe, bringing a burst of wetness and itchiness, making Mo Qianhe's body even more tense.
It was not until the elevator door opened, facing their room door, that Liu Tang happily stepped back.
Mo Qianke's hands dropped naturally, but he still stood there in a daze.
The space in front of him became empty and a little cold, which made him feel a little lost.
Even the other person's scent dissipated almost completely.
"Boss Mo, let's go home!" Mo Qianhe didn't follow Liu Tang until he called him from inside the house.
"Home"?
Mo Qianke's empty heart seemed to be filled with something again.
He seemed to have finally gotten a proof.
Prove that he is different from Pavilion Master Ji.
Prove that he has a unique place in Liu Tang's heart.
Because the place where he and Liu Tang lived together was called "home".
But.
Why does my heart still feel unsatisfied?
Liu Tang stood in front of the French window in the living room, looking at the view of the underworld's rest area outside. He turned to look at Mo Qianhe and said, "Hahaha, now I finally don't have to feel like I owe you anymore! Giving you so many things should be considered to make up for the over 4,000 points you spent on me, right?"
Mo Qianhe was stunned for a moment and smiled somewhat unwillingly.
He didn't want the other party to get even with him.
He wants the other party to owe him something.
But Mo Qianhe didn't dare say this to Liu Tang, for fear that the other party would think he was weird.
At night, the two went to bed early.
The lights were turned off and the room was dark.
The curtains have good light-blocking properties, but Mo Qianhe left a small gap, allowing the night outside to leak in.
The two beds were two meters apart.
Mo Qianhe could see Liu Tang's face sleeping on his side in the faint light.
Without the liveliness of the daytime, this person is so beautiful when he is quiet that it seems unreal.
In the haze, Liu Tang, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened them.
Mo Qianhe quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, hoping that the other party didn't notice that he had been staring at him for a long time.
He heard rustling sounds coming from the bed opposite.
It seemed like Liu Tang got up to go to the bathroom.
Mo Qianhe focused all his attention on his ears. He heard the other person put on slippers and walk towards his bed, and then everything was quiet.
Mo Qianhe felt a little strange.
When he was about to half close his eyes to see what was happening.
Liu Tang's voice rang in his ears somewhat ambiguously: "Brother Qian He, were you looking at me just now?"
When Mo Qianhe heard this, he was so shocked that his whole body trembled. Just as he was about to open his eyes, a hand covered his eyes.
"Stop looking." The other party's voice came.
Unlike his usual cheerful tone, Liu Tang's voice at this time was a little ambiguous and unreal.
Mo Qianhe didn't dare to move.
He didn't know why he felt so guilty, but he just didn't move.
He tried to speak, but couldn't open his mouth.
Something soft pressed against his lips.
This caused Mo Qianhe's whole body to tremble uncontrollably.
The hand that was blocking his eyes had been removed, but he seemed to have lost the strength to open his eyes, and could not lift his eyelids to see the person in front of him clearly.
He felt the other person's bony hand touching his, interlocking their fingers.
Everything was hazy and unreal, and Mo Qianhe felt himself falling into Liu Tang's tight embrace again.
This seemed to be a continuation of their hug in the elevator.
This time he hugged the other person back hard.
He's never been so...
Have a happy time.
It seemed as if all the resentment towards Liu Tang over the years could be wiped out at this moment.
Then, Mo Qianhe woke up.
I stared blankly at the dark ceiling and the ray of light shining through the gap in the curtains.
Realizing what had just happened, Mo Qianhe first reached out and touched his pants, then turned his head to look at Liu Tang on the other bed.
The man was currently sleeping soundly with his arms and legs spread out, mumbling things like "red oil dumplings" in his sleep from time to time, which had nothing to do with "tranquility" or "beauty".
"Fuck." Mo Qianhe cursed, got up and went to the bathroom to change his pants.
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