Wen Qing pinched the sticky note and stared at the last line in a daze.
He suddenly remembered that Ji Junfeng had said something similar during the seminary copy.
[It’s not because of the props. ]
[It’s my instinct. I want to be close to you…]
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled and she bent her fingers.
He always felt that Ji Junfeng had made a mistake, and it was all because of the guide's buff.
But now that I think about it carefully, Yu Xing, Sikong and Ji Yu have been interested in me since the guide copy.
He thought at the time that it was because he was the first player and the first person to meet Yu Xing and the others on the rooftop of the other party's building.
So these three gods are more interested in themselves...
If what Ji Junfeng said was true, then they became interested in him because of himself.
Is there something wrong with him?
Wen Qing pursed her lips and recalled her experiences from childhood to adulthood.
There doesn't seem to be anything special.
He is just an ordinary person. His IQ, ability, height, etc. are all average. The only good thing is that his face looks okay, but not at the top level.
Wen Qing lowered his eyes, spread out the crumpled sticky note in his palm, and smoothed out the wrinkles.
After hesitating for a moment, he collected all the sticky notes on the table and stacked them neatly on the table.
Wen Qing looked at the breakfast on the table and ate it slowly, one piece at a time.
As soon as I opened the bottle of milk, the phone in my pocket started vibrating non-stop.
Wen Qing paused, took out his cell phone, and message notifications popped up on the screen one after another.
It’s a message from the dormitory group.
Song Qiang: [@Wen Qing, where have you been? ]
Song Qiang: [@Xu Fengfeng, are you awake? ]
Xu Fengfeng: [Your father woke up early, he has a terrible headache.]
Song Qiang: [Who told you to drink so much? ]
Xu Fengfeng: [Isn’t it because our Wen Qing is having a happy event? ]
Wen Qing: [I'm in the South City neighborhood, what's wrong? ]
Song Qiang: [When will you come back? I'm so hungry, please bring me some food.]
Xu Fengfeng: [ID number.]
Wen Qing: [I will be back from breakfast, and it will take me about half an hour to get to the dormitory.]
Song Qiang: [Okay, I'll sleep a little longer. I want to eat a big meat bun.]
Xu Fengfeng: [Please bring me some buns and soy milk.]
【good. 】
After Wen Qing sent the message and drank some milk, he found that Yio had not spoken in the group, so he opened his avatar and wanted to ask him if he needed him to bring breakfast.
When I opened it, I saw the chat history from last night.
【Why aren’t you bored anymore? 】
Yiou: [Because he found something he wanted to do.]
Wen Qing pursed her lips and continued typing: [Are you awake? ]
Yiou replied immediately: [Yes.]
Wen Qing: [I was busy yesterday and didn’t see your message.]
Wen Qing: [What did he find that he wanted to do? ]
bedroom
Io leaned back in his chair and glanced casually at the program running on the other half of the screen.
[He discovered the Zerg in the T9388 interstellar world and enthusiastically invited the humans passing by to eat roasted Zerg together. After the humans ate them, they developed physical discomfort.]
[Human genes mutated, he found it very interesting, and led the Zerg to the original world of T9093. ]
Yiou half-closed his eyes, clicked the mouse, switched back to the WeChat chat interface with Wen Qing, and slowly typed four words: [He is traveling. ]
Wen Qing: [Does he like traveling? ]
As the WeChat notification sounded, new words popped up in the program.
[He was in a daze for a while. While he was in a daze, the Zerg rapidly multiplied in the original world of T9093, running rampant and almost causing the extinction of mankind.]
[He decided to roast and eat all the Zerg, leaving only a small branch of the Zerg that would not affect humans.]
Yiou retracted his gaze and sent a message: [Forget it. ]
In the dormitory, only his phone was emitting the notification sound of WeChat messages.
Xu Fengfeng poked his head out of bed and looked curiously: "Who are you chatting with so early in the morning?"
"Are you in love?"
"Not yet," Yiou said, leaning lazily against the back of his chair, "I'm chatting with Wen Qing."
Xu Fengfeng said "oh" without thinking much about it. Yio and Wen Qing had always had a good relationship.
Song Qiang sat up from the bed, scratched his head, and asked, "Did you hear any strange noises?"
"What's that sound?" Xu Fengfeng asked.
Song Qiang thought for a moment and said, "It's just the whirring and hissing sound. It seems to have been there since last night."
"There won't be any rats in our dormitory, right? I'm freaking afraid of rats."
Xu Fengfeng wondered: "Why didn't I hear anything?"
"Io, did you hear that?"
Io glanced around the dormitory, his eyes finally stopping at the computer in front of him.
He was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is that the sound of my computer's fan?"
Song Qiang was stunned, looked at his desk, and slapped his thigh: "Oh, yes, it turned out to be the sound of your fan."
"Have you left your computer on all night?"
Io nodded and said calmly, "I am maintaining peace and saving the world."
Song Qiang lay back on the bed, his face pale as he shouted, "Brother, don't save the world, save me first."
"I have a terrible hangover. My head hurts."
Io responded calmly.
"My head..." Song Qiang paused, "It doesn't seem to hurt anymore."
He was stunned for a moment, then he lay straight on the bed, turned his head and said to Xu Fengfeng, "Lie down quickly, lie down and make yourself comfortable."
Xu Fengfeng tried to lie down, his face turned even greener: "Bullshit, you might as well sit down."
Song Qiang: "Then it seems that I am suitable for lying down."
Xu Fengfeng: "So you are more maternal."
Song Qiang: “…”
Yio stared at the WeChat chat box for a long time, but there was no new message from Wen Qing, so he tapped on the keyboard.
【What about you? How are you doing? 】
Half an hour later, Wen Qing saw the message.
He was buying breakfast for them in the cafeteria in the dormitory area.
Wen Qing glanced at the message hastily, and without thinking too much, he replied in voice: "I'm already in the cafeteria."
"Have you had breakfast yet?"
He sent a voice message, and Io replied with a voice message: "No."
Wen Qing stood in front of the food window and continued to ask: "What do you want to eat?"
Io: “All right.”
Wen Qing was just about to put down his phone when WeChat automatically played the next message.
"I'll eat whatever you buy."
Io's voice was low and his tone was slightly amusing, and he seemed happy.
Wen Qing paused.
In the past, he would not feel anything when hearing this sentence, and would even reply with “As long as I’m not picky about food.”
But now...
Perhaps because of what happened last night, Wen Qing suddenly felt that Yiou's words seemed to have hidden meaning.
【I will eat everything you buy. 】
The key point is that you bought the things yourself.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched. Could it be that Yiou also likes him?
He pressed the voice button and opened his mouth, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say. He stayed in front of the window for a long time, then simply put away his phone and said to the cafeteria auntie, "Three more bowls of millet porridge, please."
"Okay."
Ten minutes later, Wen Qing returned to the dormitory carrying two large bags of breakfast.
Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng were so hungry that they opened the dormitory door for Wen Qing early and squatted at the door waiting.
Wen Qing handed them breakfast and said, "I bought porridge and yogurt."
He looked at Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng, whose faces were pale and blue, and asked, "Can you eat the meat buns like this?"
Song Qiang picked up the bowl of porridge, drank half of it in one breath, and said to Wen Qing: "Meat is power, you don't understand."
Wen chuckled and looked towards Io.
Io was still sitting at his desk, with his computer still on it.
Wen Qing took two steps forward and heard the whirring sound of the computer fan and the faint heat it emanated.
He put breakfast on the table and couldn't help asking Yiou: "You didn't spend the whole night writing plans, did you?"
"No." Yiou shook his head, opened the bag, and took out the porridge and tea eggs.
He ate in a very gentle manner, and his every move exuded a lazy and casual temperament, which was completely different from Song Qiang who wolfed down his food.
And he looked somewhat familiar, especially like the two people and one Fuji from last night.
Wen Qing looked at him, dazed.
Yiou noticed that his eyes were on her face, so she slowly put down the spoon and tilted her head to look at him: "What are you looking at?"
Wen Qing looked at his sharp and deep eyebrows, without hiding anything, and told the truth: "It's up to you."
Yiou raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled, "Am I so good-looking?"
Wen Qing nodded slowly. To be fair, Yiou had a very good-looking face. With this face, he would look good no matter what he ate, not to mention that Yiou ate slowly.
Wen Qing thought about it and said to Yiou seriously, "It's quite pleasing to the eye."
Io was stunned, not expecting this answer.
He lifted his eyelids, stared into Wen Qing's eyes, and said slowly: "Then look at me more."
Wen Qing blinked: "I'm not looking at you."
"I mean..." Yio stopped talking halfway when he saw Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng staring at them blankly.
He turned his head and looked expressionlessly at the two light bulbs that were in the way: "Don't you have a meeting in the morning?"
Song Qiang was at a loss: "Is there?"
Xu Fengfeng swallowed the bun in his mouth and was a little confused.
He always remembered that nothing happened today, but after hearing what Io said, he felt as if something like this happened.
Song Qiang took out his phone and saw the message in the department group. He was stunned for a moment: "We really need to have a meeting."
"Senior just said, let's go over there quickly."
Xu Fengfeng stood up immediately: "Hurry up and go."
The two left the dormitory in a hurry.
The dormitory returned to silence again, with only the sound of the computer fan.
Yio looked at Wen Qing, who was staring straight at his computer screen.
The program running on the screen popped up a line of words:
[He passed by the A8645 world and broke up a couple. ]
Wen Qing: “???”
He was silent for a moment, then asked Io, "He's not bored anymore, is that what he does when traveling?"
Io glanced at the code on the screen and shook his head. "No, he did a lot of things."
“It went from boring to not boring, and now it’s boring again.”
As soon as he finished speaking, another line of words popped up on the program.
[He went to the world A4569, and eliminated the love desires of human beings, breaking up couples in the entire world. ]
Wen Qing: “…”
It looks quite boring.
The program popped up a series of codes again, and Wen Qing couldn't understand them at all.
He retracted his gaze and asked Io hesitantly, "Have you thought about the specific settings of the other two gods?"
Io told the truth: "It's not perfect yet."
"We'll do it tomorrow."
Wen Qing was puzzled: "What about today?"
"Today..." Yiou stared at him and said lightly, "Aren't you going to the welfare home?"
Wen Qing was stunned: "How do you know?"
Yiou said casually: "I accidentally heard you making a phone call yesterday."
Wen Qing looked at him and asked, "I'll go back to the welfare house and make plans with you—"
Before he finished speaking, Io added, "I want to go with you."
Without waiting for Wen Qing to ask why, Yiou simply and rudely said four words: "Go and show your love."
Wen Qing stared at him for a while and did not refuse.
One reason was because Io said he wanted to donate money, and the other reason was that he also wanted to spend more time with Io and figure out some things.
…
Nancheng Wenxin Children's Welfare Home
The welfare home is located in the suburbs of the southern city. It covers a small area, but it has all the necessary facilities such as accommodation, canteen, playground, etc.
As Wen Qing walked into the door, two children about five or six years old rushed out.
A man and a woman rushed straight to him and each of them hugged one of his legs.
"Brother Wen Qing!"
"elder brother!"
Wen Qing lowered his head, touched their heads, and asked with a smile: "How did you know I was coming?"
The little boy looked up and said, "Dean's mom said my brother would come over today. I've been waiting for you since I woke up this morning."
Another little girl said softly, "You're talking nonsense. It was me who woke up in the morning and waited for Brother Wen Qing. You just started waiting."
Wen Qing was about to speak when the little boy tugged at his trouser leg and asked, "Brother, is he your friend?"
"He looks like Ultraman."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and then heard the little girl say: "No, this brother has red hair, like a doll."
"Wen He, are you color blind? This brother's hair is obviously silver, so handsome."
"Wenger, you are the one who is color blind! It's obviously red hair! It's the same color as the hair of the doll my brother Wen Qing gave me!"
“Silver!”
“Red!”
…
The two children's quarrel became louder and louder.
Wen Qing frowned and turned to look at Yiou.
Obviously he has black hair and black eyes.
Io looked at him calmly, waiting for him to ask him what was going on.
The next second, Wen Qing said, "If you want to donate, you can go directly to the office on the second floor."
"I'll take them for a color blindness test first."
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