Not long ago, outside the drama club.
Wan Ning's dark plan quietly unfolded. In the long queue, a girl at the front of the queue pretended to receive the call, then looked at the back in shock and embarrassment: "But I will be in line soon... Ah, it's okay, I've thought of a way. Got it!"
The girl waved back desperately and kept calling Gan Xiaoyu's name. The latter was stunned for a moment before he could barely recognize that she was a senior from a certain department from a long distance away.
"Hey, what's going on?" Gan Xiaoyu responded to her blankly, "I just know her, so we're not too familiar..."
"Xiaoyu Xiaoyu!" The senior sister shouted anxiously, seemingly not thinking of using her mobile phone to contact her. But Gan Xiaoyu had no choice but to leave the team in confusion and walked over to ask her what was wrong.
"I suddenly have something going on here and I'm in a hurry. Can I change places with you?"
The senior sister sincerely grabbed her hand, "Look, I will be there in two or three more people, but when I leave now, when I come back, I have to start the queue from the end... So please, can you switch with me?"
"Ah?" Gan Xiaoyu was confused after hearing this. Doesn't he have to queue up again if he changes his position? Or does the senior mean to change the position from the front to the back, so that when the time comes to return to the team, it will be easier for other students to accept it?
However, I still feel something is a little weird!
"Senior, I——"
"That's it. Thank you. Thank you so much! I'll treat you to dinner later!"
However, before Gan Xiaoyu could object, the senior gave up her position and pushed her into the team.
"Why……"
Gan Xiaoyu looked at the senior sister running away in confusion, "What the hell is this..."
"Wouldn't it be nice to go in and change clothes early?" the girl in line behind her said casually.
"Hey, that's right." Gan Xiaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, it's okay. There's already one person lined up in front of me anyway. It doesn't matter whoever it is." The girl behind waved her hand and had no objection to this.
Gan Xiaoyu thanked her repeatedly and did not forget to pick up her phone and send a message to Jiang Rong.
[Wow, it’s so sudden. Rongrong, why don’t you come to my place to change clothes first, and then I’ll line up for the senior sister? ] She typed quickly.
[It doesn’t matter, wouldn’t it be nice to be at the front of the queue? 】Jiang Rong replied, 【The team has already changed once. It’s not good to make any more changes. You can just wait in line. 】
Gan Xiaoyu sent two crying emoticons: [Okay! ! Then I'll come find you after changing my clothes early! 】
She didn't know that this would be her last contact with Jiang Rong tonight. A few minutes later, Gan Xiaoyu in the queue moved from the third row to the first row. Together with the girls from the other team, they were greeted indoors by the senior sisters from the drama club. Then, someone said, "The skirt has no pockets. Please store your belongings and changed clothes here first." They easily took Gan Xiaoyu's phone away before she could lock the screen.
Jiang Rong's cell phone rang twice.
[Ah, ah, Rongrong, I'm sorry. The senior sister here said she wanted to get on the campus shuttle bus to the auditorium as soon as possible. She asked and said, "I won't wait for anyone. Wow, can I go there first?" 】
The tone and emoticons were imitated just right. Jiang Rong didn't notice the difference and typed back: [Okay, let's meet in the auditorium then. 】
Then he asked: [Did the senior sister who just exchanged places with you say when she would be back? 】
"Gan Xiaoyu" replied: [She left in a hurry and didn't say anything at all! If you haven’t come to Rongrong for a long time, please go in first. I’ll wait for you at the door of the auditorium! ! 】
【good. 】
Although she said this, Jiang Rong, who always looked cold to the outside world, never lacked kindness and empathy. She was thinking about this matter, and even if it was about to be her turn, she would take the initiative to give the opportunity to go in early to the next person. In case the senior sister can't find Gan Xiaoyu's roommate when she comes back.
However, the senior sister never returned, and Gan Xiaoyu did not reply to messages. Before she knew it, Jiang Rong was the only one left outside the drama club. She sighed and walked indoors, where she met a senior senior from the department she was not very familiar with.
"Why are you here so late? You don't have any clothes!"
The senior sister smacked her lips impatiently, "Forget it, I'll look for it for you again!"
With that said, he dived into the warehouse room further inside.
Jiang Rong opened her mouth. Although she said she had a reason, it was a fact that she was late. Faced with this kind of unreasonable situation, her non-clumsy words were often of no use.
"Oh, there's only one set left. See if you can wear it."
The senior sister shook her head and walked out of the room, looked at Jiang Rong and said, "You should be the freshman girl, what's your name...Jiang Rong? It doesn't sound like you have any evil intentions, here is the key. You go inside and look at your clothes, wear them if you want, or if you don't want to wear them, I have something else to do, so just remember to lock the door before you leave."
"Okay, sorry to bother you, senior."
Jiang Rong nodded sharply.
Being so straightforward made the senior look at her a second time, but the eagerness to get off work still prompted the senior to walk out of the door as soon as possible - this move meant escaping, after all, the remaining clothes in the room did not look good. She was worried that Jiang Rong would take advantage of her. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Jiang Rong didn't choose, it would be troublesome for her to help her get dressed. Of course, it would be better to escape as soon as possible.
Jiang Rong opened the door to the inner room and passed by a pile of empty wardrobe hangers and mannequins. After entering another door, she found the last set of clothes mentioned by her senior sister.
"..." She was depressed and speechless.
The camera shows a close-up from bottom to top. The dress in front of me is not a slim and fashionable evening dress, but an extremely exaggerated classical palace-style tutu. Looking at the curvature of the skirt, it is obvious that there is a thick bustle inside. , I don’t know how bulky it will be when I put it on.
In addition, the colors of this oversized skirt are also too bright and gorgeous, and the word "exaggerated" is written almost from head to toe.
It's obvious that its place is on a theatrical stage, not a masked school dance.
"I've already registered for the dress fitting tomorrow..."
Jiang Rong felt extremely aggrieved, but her expression showed no change, as if all her energy was spent on managing her expression.
The memory flashed back to not long ago, when Jiang Rong, who was trying on a dress, walked out from behind the opened curtain. Next to him was Gan Xiaoyu, who was excitedly taking photos, and across from him was Liao Jingchen, who was stunned and stunned.
A soft transition full of malice was inserted at this moment, the scene switched, and the exact same dress appeared on Wan Ning. She took away what belonged to Jiang Rong, holding her head high and proud like a peacock.
"Senior Qi Wan!" Wan Ning spotted Qi Wan in formal attire passing by with sharp eyes. She coughed twice before trying her best to walk over charmingly and pinching her throat and asked, "Senior, have you seen Senior Liao?"
Qi Wan showed an expression of "Ah, it's this question again, but I'm very used to it" and answered very skillfully:
"He said he was going to the bathroom to make a phone call. He is probably still busy now."
"Oh..." Wan Ning was inevitably disappointed.
"It's okay, I'll be back soon." Qi Wan comforted him not very carelessly.
He mentioned the word "bathroom" on purpose. After all, no matter how fanatical these school girls are, they will not chase people to the bathroom. What's more, Qi Wan was right, Liao Jingchen did not go into the bathroom on the second floor. After coming out, he suspected that this guy was being recharged again - in the words of his girlfriend, Liao Shen seemed to be very e, but he always felt that he was an i person.
What does it mean to be an i person?
Alas, whatever, my buddy can only help you so far. Watching Wan Ning walk away, Qi Wan silently shook his head.
Inside the drama club warehouse.
Jiang Rong pushed her long hair to the front, hugged her knees and sat in a ball on the ground.
There were no outsiders, and no Gan Xiaoyu was around. The space of only myself intensified the loneliness and powerlessness, and the indescribable clothes in front of her made it even worse.
It’s not like she had to go to tonight’s dance... If she hadn’t thought about maybe sending the photos to “Jingchen” one day, she really didn’t care about this social event...
It’s not that I have to wear the clothes I’ve pre-ordered... I just had fun trying it out at the time and carefully wrote my student number and name on the registration form, but I didn’t expect that my arrangement would be disrupted by such an accident...
Jiang Rong tried to shrink herself just a little bit, but failed.
Smiling bitterly in her heart, she took out her phone and sent a message to Gan Xiaoyu, but there was still no reply.
Jiang Rong lowered his hands sadly.
"Why don't you go back and memorize the words..."
She murmured, and from the corner of her eye, she noticed the bracelet that had slipped off following her actions.
After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Rong pressed the switch and put on the gaming glasses.
…
When he opened his eyes, the empty warehouse had disappeared, replaced by a quiet forest.
The "furry"-looking Jiang Rong took a deep breath. The holographically simulated forest breeze carried a moist breath, which was quiet and gentle. She felt much better.
I habitually call up my friends list, and the avatar of "Jingchen" is grayed out and is not online.
"I'm really busy..." Jiang Rong muttered, but she was not very disappointed. She opened her arms and ran a few steps in the dense forest, turned around again, and then fell back on the land with few footprints.
Loneliness has been given a new meaning at this moment: it can be loneliness and helplessness, or it can be silence away from the hustle and bustle.
"Okay! Resurrection with full health!"
Jiang Rong shouted, and a carp jumped up and walked deeper along the directions on the mission panel.
"Lake of Night Candle...three fluorescent grasses growing by the lake...Wow!"
She muttered the collection requirements, and stretched out her hands to push aside the hanging branches and leaves as she walked. The field of vision in front of her suddenly widened, and her eyes widened in shock.
The lake water in front of you is crystal clear, reflecting a faint silvery white glow, like a huge glass gem set in the forest. The clean and moist breath hit her face, and Jiang Rong almost showed a moved expression. She held her breath and carefully walked to the lake.
The moonlight is like water, and the girl is sitting quietly by the lake. She is obviously a living player, but at this time, she blends into the surrounding scenery appropriately, showing a texture like a game CG.
The camera zooms out, and a large panorama unfolds. The picture is as beautiful as an ultra-high-definition dynamic wallpaper.
Someone suddenly broke the silence.
The unique brilliance of the teleportation prop suddenly bloomed just a few meters away from Jiang Rong. The night wind blew the hem of his clothes, and the yellowed and blood-stained sheep's horns were like an uninvited guest, taking the lead in releasing an incompatible presence.
Jiang Rong said in surprise: "Master!"
Just now, her eyes were filled with the sparkling lake, but after "Jingchen" appeared, his figure was the only one in these eyes.
Liao Jingchen, who was wearing an animal mask, didn't say anything, but just walked forward to the sitting "Rong Rong".
The breeze ruffled the lake water, insects chirped from time to time, and a melancholy atmosphere gradually emerged in the quiet atmosphere.
Jiang Rong blinked.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked softly.
Liao Jingchen's hand hanging on the other side suddenly tightened and then slowly loosened.
Too many times, he stood in luxurious and elegant banquet halls, exchanging wine glasses with the well-dressed elites and celebrities, and laughing. The lively social atmosphere sucked out his energy like a man-eating monster. He was exhausted, didn't like it, didn't enjoy it, and wasn't happy, but even his closest friends would only pat him on the shoulder. He said:
"Stop it, be happy."
"Don't be sad", "Think more openly", "Don't think about these things", "You have to face it"... Liao Jingchen has heard these words countless times. They are undoubtedly warm tones and contain the speaker's personal feelings. No pretense of goodwill and concern, but,
Denying other people's feelings is never the right way to comfort.
Never.
Embedded at the end of these words are the "expectations" that Liao Jingchen is most familiar with. They [care about] him, [hope] that he will get better soon, and [require] him to return to his normal state and become a healthy, happy, and emotionally normal person.
Liao Jingchen, who was in an emotional depression, could no longer and did not want to bear this implicitly demanding expectation.
The little figure by the lake received no response and looked worried.
"Are you okay?" She moved closer to "Jingchen".
The tight chain broke in an instant. When everyone was kindly begging him to get better soon, she would ask him: "What's wrong? Are you okay?"
Worthless nonsense.
But bullshit has its own meaning.
Liao Jingchen took off his mask, and the goat bones disappeared in his palm. He squatted down in front of the confused and worried "Rong Rong". Two system light screens unfolded, one was his storage interface, and the other was the application transaction window that automatically popped up in front of "Rong Rong".
"...?"
Jiang Rong blankly clicked [Agree to Transaction].
Equipment, clothes, necklaces, wristbands, rings... appear one after another in the grid on the transaction page...
The icon was very familiar, and Jiang Rong was stunned for two seconds before realizing that this was the set of rare dungeon drops she wanted.
The sound effect for adding items stops abruptly.
There is also an icon at the bottom of Liao Jingchen's light-screen storage compartment, which looks like a pair of short boots.
His expression did not change, and he reached out and clicked [Complete Transaction].
Jiang Rong, who was on the opposite side, saw that "Jingchen"'s transaction pane had been locked, and clicked "Complete Transaction".
She was a little surprised and a little happy, but these emotions were covered by thick worries. She was more worried about "Jingchen" than the little skirt she was thinking about.
"Put it on." The man she was worried about said.
Jiang Rong had never heard his voice sound so soft. Although the content was always concise and concise command sentences, it seemed a bit... pitiful because of his slightly hoarse voice.
She clicked on the personal equipment bar, first clicked [Replace Complete Set], and then was prompted by the system that "The equipment you selected is not a set." Only then did she realize that a pair of shoes was missing from the equipment traded by "Jingchen".
Wow, as expected, that cheating drop rate...
Jiang Rong reacted immediately, a hint of guilt and guilt appeared on her face, and then turned into a bit of embarrassment and distress.
She dragged the pieces of equipment and replaced them one by one.
"Jingchen" was still squatting and looking at her.
Jiang Rong followed his gaze and looked down. A pair of naked feet appeared in her field of vision, and she shrank back in embarrassment.
Ahhhh, I forgot to change back to my original boots——
Uh-huh.
A soft sound interrupted Jiang Rong's heartbeat, "Jingchen" stretched out a hand, grabbed her shoulder, and then pulled it up with skillful strength.
"ah,……"
Jiang Rong was caught off guard and was pulled up with great force. She seemed to be jumping up and falling down. At the same time, "Jing Chen" stood up.
The lovely shiny toes stepped on the black goat's military boots.
The panicked arm rested on his elbow according to its inertia.
The flow of time suddenly slowed down. Jiang Rong stared at "Jingchen" in a daze. The hand he placed on her shoulder was gently holding her wrist, while the other hand was firmly and powerfully wrapped around her waist. between.
Together with those bare feet, he firmly supported her entire weight.
One step, two steps.
Liao Jingchen hugged "Rong Rong", and the insects in the forest were the drumbeat of nature. He took steps, softly and gracefully.
The wind suddenly became stronger at night, and the wild grass beside the lake rustled.
The first point of fluorescence appears, then the second point, the third point, the fourth point...
The Lake of Night Candles is the home of fireflies.
The bright stars float upward with the wind, light, gorgeous, and dreamlike.
They danced gracefully in the sky full of fireflies.
4600+, 7.9 and 7.10 updates two-in-one.
