Wen Qing lowered his eyes. Although he guessed what Yiou was thinking of him, it was still different when this sentence actually appeared in front of him.
Perhaps it was because they had been together for too long. Just by looking at the message, Wen Qing's mind automatically played his low, hoarse, and pleasant voice, as if Yio was saying these words in his ear.
Can you like me?
Can you like me?
…………
Wen Qing's ears felt hot, and the phone in her palm also became warm for some reason.
He hurriedly threw his phone aside and did not reply to the message.
Wen Qing hurriedly drank a full glass of water, trying to calm down. His mind kept flashing back to his interactions with Yiou, 001, and other people.
In the real world, he only regarded Io as the dormitory leader and a good friend, and had no other thoughts.
After entering the other world, I met Bai Tong, Xing Ze, Jiang Yan and others. I also treated them as friends and went through the dungeon together with them.
As for 001…
Wen Qing pursed his lips. After 001 led the way, he had been with him and helping him.
He is somewhat dependent on 001 and Io, who pretends to be his personal system.
I would like to chat with him to relieve my boredom and ask him for help...
After a while, Wen Qing put down the water cup, picked up the remote control, and wanted to watch a TV or a movie to calm his mood.
He randomly pressed a channel and saw a dating variety show on TV. The host looked at the female guest with a smile and asked, "Do you really only consider him a friend?"
The female guest nodded.
The host then asked, "What about him? Does he also only consider you as a friend?"
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched and he immediately changed the channel.
This time it was a melodramatic TV show. The heroine picked up a cup of water and splashed water on the hero's face, sneering: "Friends? Friends kiss each other?"
Wen Qing: “…”
He changed the channel expressionlessly and switched to the movie channel, which was playing a heartwarming and healing movie.
The middle-aged woman said to the protagonist in a gentle voice: "The affection you have for a friend is different from the affection you have for a future lover. Don't suppress your emotions."
Wen Qing: “…”
He turned off the TV, got up and walked towards the bedroom.
I lay down on the bed, tossing and turning for a long time, but still couldn't fall asleep.
My mind is full of Io's things, Io's words, and Io's confession.
After a while, Wen Qing couldn't help but pick up his phone and take a look.
Yio didn't send him any new messages, and the dialog box was still stuck on that confession.
Wen Qing pursed her lips and put the phone back.
Just as I put it under the pillow, my phone vibrated.
Wen Qing took it out immediately and saw a small red dot on WeChat.
When I clicked on it, it turned out to be a message from the squad leader, not Io.
Monitor: [Wen Qing, are you asleep? ]
Monitor: [You are the only one who has not confirmed the notification in the Penguin group.]
Monitor: [The teacher is busy, so tomorrow morning's economics class is cancelled.]
Wen Qing: [Okay, I understand. Thank you, monitor.]
Wen Qing: [I have been busy these past two days and have not checked the class group. ]
Monitor: [It’s okay, it’s okay. I thought you were asleep, so I thought I’d send you a private message to remind you so that you don’t have to go there in vain tomorrow.]
So many things happened in the past two days that Wen Qing barely even touched his phone, let alone saw the messages in the class group.
Wen Qing clicked on the penguin and saw the notification from the class group.
I was notified an hour ago.
Although the messages in the class group have been blocked, a little red dot will still pop up for announcements and notifications that are @all staff.
How come he didn't see it?
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone suddenly vibrated and a WeChat call popped up.
It’s not Yiou, it’s Song Qiang calling.
Wen Qing picked up the phone, and Song Qiang's voice came from the other end: "Wen Qing, it's almost one o'clock, aren't you going back to the dormitory today?"
Wen Qing responded, "The door is closed."
"The access control is fine," Song Qiang paused and said to him, "The north door can be opened from the inside. Do you want me to help you open it?"
Wen Qing: "Say no, it's too late today."
"I'll come back tomorrow."
"Okay, um..." Song Qiang hesitated and didn't hang up the phone, as if he had something else to ask him.
Wen Qing was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"That is..." Song Qiang thought for a while and asked him directly, "Are you still angry with Yiou?"
Wen Qing was stunned. How did Song Qiang know?
Song Qiang sighed and said to him, "Yiou said you are angry with him."
"I thought you two never quarreled. Since sophomore year, whenever you don't have classes or part-time jobs, you and Io stick together. You look more like a couple than a couple."
Hearing the sensitive word "couple", Wen Qing pursed her lips and asked tentatively: "Is Yiou not in the dormitory now?"
"Not here." Song Qiang paused, as if he was checking whether Yio was in the dormitory.
Soon, he continued, "I don't know where he went. He didn't tell us."
Wen Qing hummed, hesitated for a moment, and asked hesitantly: "Song Qiang, have you ever been in love?"
Song Qiang immediately said: "Of course I have talked about it!"
"And he's been in a lot of relationships, with a rich love history!"
In order to hide his guilty conscience, he raised the volume of his second sentence. Xu Fengfeng, who was playing games nearby, couldn't help but glance at him and said to his phone, "You've dated a——"
Song Qiang covered the word "fart" back into his mouth.
Song Qiang winked at Xu Fengfeng, signaling him not to make trouble, then cleared his throat and asked, "Why are you asking this suddenly?"
Wen Qing said slowly: "Just...what does it feel like to like someone?"
Song Qiang's eyes lit up, thinking that this question must be asked for Yiou. After knowing that a person is in love, Wen Qing would not blame Yiou.
Song Qiang organized his words for a while and said to Wen Qing: "When you like someone, you will always think about him."
Wen Qing thought about it and felt that he didn’t miss Yio that much.
Song Qiang: "I want to see him, I want to touch him."
Wen Qing's mind suddenly popped up the words he had said to 001.
【It would be nice if you had a body. 】
【I can touch you now. 】
He bent his fingers, buried himself in the quilt, and used the slightly cool sheets to cool down the heat on his face.
Song Qiang continued: "And I will involuntarily ignore things other than him, so I may ignore my friends."
Hearing this, Wen Qing immediately confirmed the news in the penguin group.
"This is quite normal. As good friends, we shouldn't take this seriously, right?"
Although Wen Qing didn't know why Song Qiang said the last sentence, he still nodded.
Song Qiang's relieved voice came from the other end of the phone: "It's good that you have figured it out."
Wen Qing: "I, I just haven't figured it out!"
After saying this, he hung up the phone in a hurry.
My heart was beating like a drum.
On the other side, in the dormitory, Song Qiang looked at the blackened screen of his mobile phone in distress, wondering: "Wasn't it fine at the beginning?"
"Why did you get so anxious at the end?"
Xu Fengfeng pondered Wen Qing's reaction for a while and always felt it was a bit strange.
He said suspiciously, "Why do I feel that Wen Qing's question just now was not about Yiou, but more like he was consulting about his relationship problems."
"Wen Qing, could it be that he has someone he likes?"
"That's impossible," Song Qiang scratched his head, "I didn't see him staying with anyone."
"Everyone who confessed to him before rejected him again."
Song Qiang swore, "In the past few months, I haven't heard any name other than Yiou from him."
Xu Fengfeng narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Could it be that... Wen Qing doesn't know the name of the person he likes yet?"
Song Qiang: “…”
With a "click", the dormitory door opened.
Io walked into the room and glanced at them, "Who do you like?"
Song Qiang stared at him for a while, then said hesitantly, "That's right, Wen Qing and I just talked about relationship issues."
Yiou paused and asked casually, "Who took the initiative?"
Song Qiang told the truth: "I was the one who called him, but he was the one who asked me about the relationship first."
Io lowered his eyelashes and chuckled.
Song Qiang got goosebumps from his laughter. Yiou usually looked lazy and could laugh, but not like this.
He couldn't help but took two steps back: "Why are you laughing so hard..."
Io looked up at him and raised an eyebrow: "What?"
Song Qiang thought about it and said accurately: "Lewd."
"What a lascivious smile."
Yio: “…”
Xu Fengfeng looked at him strangely: "What are you laughing at?"
Io walked to the table, pulled out a chair, and said nonchalantly, "I'm happy."
Song Qiang didn't think much about it and continued, "I hadn't finished talking yet when Wen Qing suddenly started talking about love."
"I think it's because you're in love, Xu Fengfeng thinks it's because Wen Qing has someone she likes."
"Io, who do you think is right between us?"
Yiou turned on the computer and said slowly: "You two are right."
Song Qiang: “???”
Too perfunctory!
Xu Fengfeng: “???”
It seems like something is really wrong.
Yiou sat in front of the computer, tapping the keyboard and opening Sikong's program.
【He represents nature, earth and sky.】
[He loves humans, animals, and every life in every small world.]
[He couldn't bear to let the players from the other world disappear, so he created a small world to give them a second chance.]
Ioche looked at the other two programs.
Yu Xing still enjoys breaking up young couples.
Ji Yu lived the life of an ordinary person living alone in Vancouver.
All are running stably.
"By the way," Song Qiang came close to Yiou, "Wen Qing really didn't come back today, not yesterday."
He looked Yiou up and down, took a closer look at his thick hair, and asked, "Yiou, are you really good at fortune-telling or are you just guessing?"
Io: “Of course.”
Song Qiang asked curiously: "Why do you know how to calculate?"
Io: "Because I'm smart."
Song Qiang: “…”
After a moment of silence, he asked shyly, "Can you do the math for me?"
Io was in a good mood now, and nodded: "What do you want to calculate?"
Song Qiang immediately asked: "Will the teacher take attendance in my class tomorrow morning?"
Io uttered one word: "Yes."
Song Qiang sighed quietly and patted Xu Fengfeng on the shoulder: "Go to bed quickly, you have early classes tomorrow."
After that, he continued to ask Yiou: "When do you think I will have the chance to get rich?"
"Does this require birth data? I'll ask my mom..."
"No need for birth date," Yiou turned his head, glanced at Song Qiang, and said slowly, "I won't be rich in this life, but I will have a smooth life."
"If you want to get rich quickly... wait for your next life."
Song Qiang: “…”
Yiou tapped the tabletop with his fingertips and said lazily, "I'll help you get rich in the next life."
For the sake of the phone call just now.
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