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Chapter 78 Seeing is not believing (18)
Kou Dong was carried by his cub like that.
It is not difficult for Ye Yanzhi to carry him back. After all, Kou Dong's skeleton is small, and his stature is really not close to being strong. It's just that an old father's heart can't be changed. After walking ten steps, he can ask Ye Yanzhi three or four times if he can do it.
Song Hong said quietly: "Men are most taboo when others say they can't..."
Kou Dong: "..."
Kou Dong reprimanded, "Your thoughts are simply filthy."
A pure person like me, who is like a blank sheet of paper, is not on the same level at all.
Ye Yanzhi bumped him up again and said, "It's okay."
Don't say it's just a short time, it won't affect it for a few days. It's just that Kou Dong's wings are thin, and he is very sensitive. He can't stand it for a long time, and he keeps shaking on his back, as if he is shaking. Ye Yanzhi had to put him down after a while and give him those wings to live and breathe.
It was eight o'clock in the blink of an eye, and gradually began to feel hungry in stomach.
It was dark on the campus, and only the street lamps were dimly lit, barely illuminating a small piece of ground. The surroundings were silent, not a single sound was heard, and even close to the dense grass, there was not a single insect chirping.
It was as if they were the only living creatures left in the entire school.
"When you go out from here, you must have a good meal," Song Hong said, clutching his empty stomach, "I really want to eat dumplings..."
Kou Dong also sighed from the bottom of his heart, and said quietly, "I want to eat it too."
It's just that Song Hong's dumplings can be said to be close at hand, but hiss is far away. He doesn't have that skill, and he can't buy it until he gets out of this ghost game completely. As for going out...
Who the hell knows when.
Ye Yanzhi put him down at this moment, and silently rubbed the surface of his wings for him to relieve the pain caused by being restrained for a long time. Hearing this, his dark eyelashes lifted, and he seemed to casually say, "I'll do it for you."
When Kou Dong heard it, it was a little strange, and he tugged at his cub's head and asked, "You know?"
The youth's thin lips pursed slightly, "Yes."
Kou Dong was very happy to hear that, and sure enough, it would be nice to have a filial son. Holding one of Ye Yanzhi's arms, he said casually, "Chai is so kind to me."
This was just a casual sentence, but it made Ye Yanzhi's actions suddenly pause.
"..."
The person who said this didn't think much about it, and was still whispering about what the dumplings should be filled with. Ye Yanzhi felt the warm breath sprayed on the crook of his arms, and the color of his eyes became darker a little bit.
"Do you think I'm nice to you?"
When Kou Dong was suddenly asked by him, he nodded without thinking.
"—Of course! Are you being bad to me?"
In those TV dramas, he saw a lot of plots of intrigue between father and son. Although Ye Yanzhi doesn't have his surname now, he can be said to be loyal and filial to him. He gave birth to an all-rounder who is honest and straight, and can help solve mental problems.
Kou Dong can say from the bottom of his heart that he has never seen a better cub than his.
He even thought that if he couldn't get out by himself, let Ye Yanzhi inherit his family business in the game and in the real world. Although that business is actually a love game anchor business...
But anyway, his anchor number is also worth some money. If you can find a player to help sell it, you can also give it to Ye Yanzhi.
Ye Yanzhi didn't speak. His long eyelashes drooped down suddenly, covering the bottom of his eyes.
After a long while, only one sentence came out of his mouth.
"Do you really think I'm nice?"
Kou Dong shook his head strangely, "Why are you asking this sentence again? Are you inferior?"
Is there any psychological problem?
I heard that the three views of adolescents are not fully formed, and problems are prone to occur.
Ye Yanzhi shook his head and kneaded his wings for him again. Seeing that his face was normal, Kou Dong had to secretly write down the psychological problem.
- What if it was because of me?
This sentence, Ye Yanzhi did not ask.
What if it's because of me... that you're in the current predicament?
There was a sudden chuckle in his ear.
"Can you hear me, you," the voice said slowly to him, "you and I are the same people, why should we be enemies of each other? - Don't you want to keep him?"
"Lock him up in a cage made by yourself, only you can see and touch him every day and night?"
The boy's teeth clenched slightly. He didn't move his brows, and only said briefly to the voice in a low voice, "Go away."
The psychological teacher did not roll, but the laughter became more pleasant.
"Don't say you don't want to," he said sarcastically, "if you don't want to... where will I be."
The night wind started to blow, and it was cold on Ye Yanzhi's arm. He was in this familiar campus, and he actually knew quite well why the NPC of this instance had such a strong power.
When he carried Kou Dong down this road, it was not that he had no dark thoughts.
- This is not a side place.
These were his hopes and dreams when he was young.
"How can it be enough to just hide in the car and watch him?" The voice almost bewitched. "Send him to me... I'll let you do what you want to do but don't dare to do."
Ye Yanzhi's clothes were rustled by the wind, but his heart seemed to be hot. He was almost at a loss when it was hot, and his breathing was out of rhythm.
He gritted his teeth, vaguely aware that his current mood was a little different, but it seemed that he was also affected by this copy, and even couldn't help reaching out and pinching Little Butterfly's wings again.
I want to press him in the corner and swallow it in one bite.
Want to lock his arms and hold him high above his head...
I want to rub his wings at that time...
His mind was full of such thoughts, and the movements of his hands were also different from the usual grace and softness, and he couldn't help being rude. The teenager noticed it, turned his head and looked up at him, and said in surprise, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
"..."
Ye Yanzhi met his bright black eyes, and his tumultuous heart seemed to be soaked in warm water, and instantly calmed down.
Yes.
It's this person.
Even if he had those thoughts, how could he really be willing to show it on this person.
His heart that had been shaking was firmed up again, and he no longer listened to what the voice said to him, only reached out and lightly tapped the boy's eyebrows.
"fine."
Kou Dong looked at him a few times, and saw that his face had indeed improved, and only then did he make sure that he was all right. But when they turned their heads, Song Hong and A Xue had a gloomy expression on their faces.
When they came back to their senses a few minutes later, both of them were sweating on their foreheads and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.
Kou Dong understood, this was another move by the NPC. He asked, "How are you?"
Song Hong waved his hand, but it seemed that he couldn't slow down. It took a long time for him to be shocked and he said two words, "It's dangerous."
He actually recalled his uncle who always beat him when he was a child, and the days when he was beaten all over his body with blood. He hadn't thought about those days for a long time, but now that he remembered it, he was still full of hatred.
Axue woke up earlier than him and said, "He's deliberately arousing this negative emotion."
Saying that, she twitched the corner of her mouth, as if sarcasm.
"That old man, I think of him again."
These two words, the old man, are obviously referring to the scar.
It's just that the little girl has already solved the knot in her heart, and she doesn't care at all when she talks about this person, "When I think about it, I'm actually a little happy, after all, he wasn't dead when I remembered it."
Kou Dong: "...happy?"
This sounds a little wrong. Isn't her father a heinous person? Why is the little girl so happy when she thinks of it?
Wouldn't it be regretting that he killed him then?
"I'm happy," Axue said calmly, "In this way, I can kill him again in my memory."
Don't be afraid of death this time, it's even better.
Kou Dong: "..."
Really can not afford to offend.
After listening to the two men, he linked Ye Yanzhi's abnormal reaction with the NPC. But Ye Yanzhi pursed his lips tightly and didn't say anything, and Kou Dong couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.
In his cub's heart, what is the most memorable and most inspiring dark thoughts?
After this attack, the player has a new understanding of the ability of the psychological teacher. Song Hong said: "We still have to be firm in our own thoughts."
Only if you are firm will you not give NPC a chance.
Kou Dong nodded.
"This is already a last-ditch effort," Song Hong cheered everyone up, "I don't think he has the ability to attack our minds all the time, otherwise he should have started a long time ago, so why wait until now. - Right now, I'm afraid he Skills are running out."
This should be the only good news.
They hid in the middle of the bushes, always listening to what was going on around them. Fortunately, it was quiet all around, and there was no sign of the wing flapping at all.
There are still three hours.
The depths of the trees were all pitch black, with only the shadows of the trees swaying slightly due to the wind.
There are still two hours.
Kou Dong's heart lifted more and more, he obediently restrained his wings and lay on Ye Yanzhi's back. Ye Yanzhi was tied to him and held his hand.
- One hour left.
the last hour.
The strings of several people were stretched to the tightest, and suddenly they heard footsteps behind them. The footsteps were unhurried and slow, not like chasing down prey, but like a good day, taking a lover out for a walk and crossing the road.
They turned their heads and, as expected, saw the pale and handsome face of the psychologist. Behind the thin gold glasses, the man's eyes are like two light brown amber.
"good evening."
The psychiatrist smiled and said, standing deep in the bushes, staying in a position that was neither too far nor too close to them.
Song Hong's voice tightened and he asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Don't be nervous," the psychology teacher smiled instead, "I'm just here to return something."
He stretched out the hand behind his back, and it was a pair of radiant wings with a clear blue at the end. It just seemed to have been roughly torn from the body, and there were sporadic hazel bloodstains on the edges.
The moment they saw the wings, they all paused for a moment, and then looked at Kou Dong in unison—
It was clearly Kou Dong's wings.
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NPC: Here it is.
Kou Dongdong: …
I don't want, take it!