How can you be so squeamish as a villain?

Chapter 42

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"Yan Xuan... let me go."

Cen Ming was very uncomfortable with this feeling, and only after a while did he pull his tail back from the man's hand in anger.

The tip of the tail waved a few times in the air, and slapped the man's arm lightly and heavily.

Probably because his tail was touched, his wings, which were usually covered up, popped out and protruded from behind, breaking free from the shackles of the bathrobe. Consciously flutter up.

A strand of black and gray feather fell on the sofa, was picked up clumsily by the robot, and carefully put it in the drawer of its stomach.

Yan Xuan faced Cen Ming who was on the sofa, and apologized: "Sorry, I haven't seen you through this "personality" for a long time. "

"You don't have to explain."

Cen Ming lowered his head and gathered the bathrobe that had been opened by the wings, and soon his anger dissipated.

Perhaps they should not be called "Yan Xuan", but they should be called "Wanqiliu", after all, the ontology is their real body and consciousness.

Cen Ming raised his head and asked curiously, "Do you show up regularly?"

"The final destination of all the sliced ​​souls is the same. The time and frequency of appearance depends on the strength of the personality... It's hard to say about this kind of thing." Yan Xuan pushed down his glasses and answered slowly.

He sat at the other end of the sofa and helped Cen Ming straighten his bathrobe and wing feathers.

Because of the existence of wings, he couldn't wear a bathrobe anymore, and had to bare his shoulders, arms and chest, just like Ises, exactly like those cool and elegant characters in mythology.

a little cold.

Cen Ming didn't like it very much, so he tried every means to put his wings away again.

"Should I call you Wan Qiliu?"

He asked Yan Xuan.

"You can call it whatever you want."

Yan Xuan, or Wan Qiliu, slowly changed his appearance after saying this sentence - a face exactly like Ises, with profound features like a mixed race, high browbones and deep eye sockets, black hair and black eyes, like knives A sharp, sharp face.

Like the statues of people when Cen Ming was studying art, it also looks like the colorful murals he saw in the palace of Isses.

"You can change into someone else at any time?"

The more Cen Ming thought about it, the weirder he became.

"It can be done if necessary." Wan Qiliu replied.

"For example, when you were in school, you became "Pei You"? "

"You can understand it as one person playing multiple roles... "Pei You" has his own family and professional background, and the same goes for everyone else. The Bai family brothers have their own group company, and Zhou Liangji is similar. They all have their own in the Holy Church. Occupation, among other things, Ises is a god of foreign lands. "

Sounds so busy.

Cen Ming doesn't quite understand how to allocate the time to appear on various occasions when there is only one body but multiple roles. Going to work and going to school are always in conflict, right?

"Maybe some personalities will disappear in the future... or completely merged? I'm not sure."

Wan Qiliu explained it this way.

"That's not good either."

"Maybe you've deleted me by then."

"Why did you bring this up all of a sudden?"

Cen Ming and Wan Qiliu met in the web game Duos.

It's also very strange to say, I don't know why, that day he and Wan Chengliu were randomly arranged on the same side.Under the guidance of Wan Tengliu, he agreed to go with friends, and then even played games with Mai, and found that they were all in the same city.

Afterwards, we met once by chance, and after receiving the confession, Cen Ming blushed and thought it would be good to fall in love, so he went back and forth and started a short-term online dating.

and many more.

! !

Could it be that Wan Qiliu deliberately manipulated the web game?

He was shocked: "Did you deliberately create a chance to meet me? That page game back then?"

The man asked calmly, "How is it possible?"

really?

Cen Ming was skeptical, and it was really weird when he thought about it: "At that time, you were not online, and then I deleted it and disappeared completely. I thought you were a liar. Speaking of which, what the hell are you?"

"The characters in the book." Wan Qiliu said after deliberation, "It is similar to the setting in the original book. The divided gods in the eastern world have the characteristics of war, because the background of the story is already in the interstellar world, and in fact there are only partial battles now. The original book was supposed to be a work of fiction until it discovered that I was real."

"I left at that time because I was invited by the consciousness of the original work to reset the plot of the original work that was suspected to have changed, but it was split during the transmission process. The new world now is a world of mixed consciousness, and it is hard to say what will happen in the future."

Wan Qiliu said it lightly.

Cen Ming suspected that it was mostly because of that split that caused him to be involved in the bug world of the three original books.

"Why am I the one involved in the original work? Shouldn't you be the only one?"

"Probably because we have been in love, and I still like you, even if it is broken into many broken souls, each one has an obsession with you."

The man said, leaning over and gently pinching his chin.

Cen Ming is a delicate, stupid beauty.

In his hands, this face, with cat-like upturned amber eyes, with thick and drooping eyelashes, has a sense of innocence when he gets angry.

Now, Cen Ming's chin was raised by him, and he blushed within a few seconds, and blinked a few times as if nervous.

"Really?" he asked slowly.

"Yes."

Wan Chengliu wanders in this world, and sees Cen Ming every time.

Cen Ming's face was hot, and he quickly avoided Wan Tiliu's hand.

Now the whole world has been stirred and mixed, and both he and Wan Chengliu have become characters in the new world.

The new god, each personality is confessing to him.

Cen Ming remained silent.

A pink atmosphere that seemed to be there soon appeared in the room.

Wan Chengliu still brushed the ends of Cen Ming's hair intermittently.

Black hair against white skin, around red earlobes.

The lips were bitten by the white teeth, leaving a wet red mark.

"Why are you talking about this in the middle of the night? I don't think you have anything else to say?"

Cen Ming frowned suddenly, and changed the subject abruptly.

He glanced at Wan Chengliu, then quickly looked away.

It was clearly the topic that Cen Ming himself brought up.

"Which one is this?" Wan Qiliu asked deliberately.

Cen Ming glared at him angrily, then kicked the man in front of him on the calf.

"Bring me my pajamas, I'm cold and turn up the heat."

He pursed his lips, and his tone suddenly became arrogant.

If it wasn't for the fact that his face was still red, he looked quite angry.

"What else?" Wan Qiliu asked back.

"Gone."

"wait."

Wan Tiliu walked to the cabinet very familiarly, took the pajamas, and found the remote control to increase the temperature.

Because he was too proficient, Cen Ming suspected that his ex had silently observed him many times, just like Isses and Little Snake recreated the bedroom in the illusion.

He took the clothes and muttered, "You are so perverted."

"It doesn't count." Wan Qiliu glanced at his watch, it was very late, he looked up and said, "I'm leaving first, your brother may come back in the morning, it's not suitable for me to stay here."

Cen Ming was putting on his pajamas, when he heard his words, he paused, but he didn't respond.

"up to you."

However, just as he stretched out his arm from his clothes, his hand was suddenly clenched.

A soft kiss was taped to the back of the hand.

A farewell kiss?

Cen Ming raised his face, and the new version of his ex-boyfriend was looking down at him at the moment. He raised his eyes, his dark eyes, that face was heroic and profound, and at such a close distance, Cen Ming could almost see him in his pupils. own appearance.

Without saying a word, Wan Tiliu put his hands on Cen Ming's shoulders.

The pajamas are messy and haven't been tidied up in time. The color of baby blue is set against the milky white neck and arms.Stroking down inch by inch along the side of the neck, it slipped as if soaked in milk.

The slender peach-heart tail was wrapped around Wan Tiliu's arm.

Caught by him, he held it in his hand and played with it.

The boy's body visibly trembled, and his face flushed red.

"Hey...don't touch my tail!"

Cen Ming frowned ferociously, raised his fist and punched Wan Tiliu.

Wan Chengliu blocked his hand, bowed his head in a hurry to apologize: "Okay, I was wrong, I won't touch it next time."

"Oh, really."

"I'm really leaving... Let's meet at school tomorrow."

"Is your identity as the main body also in school?"

Cen Ming remembered this.

"Not a student, already has a job."

Saying that, Wan Chengming took out a business card from his clothes.

Gold stamping on a black background, looks very aggressive.

Ten thousand willows.

Director of QC Platform.

Ok?

The name of this platform sounds familiar.

"I'm one of your bosses now, baby Ming, go to bed early, and remember to broadcast live tomorrow."

Wan Tengliu raised one corner of his mouth and touched his face.

He walked to the door and glanced at the silent robot standing by the door like a decoration.

The robot was watching him, too.

Wan Tiliu paused slightly, but still turned around and went downstairs.

Cen Ming realized belatedly that the platform he signed with was QC.

! !

He didn't rush to sleep at all, and sent a message to Wan Tiliu.

[? ?You didn't say it earlier]

【._I haven’t said it before, sorry. 】

[Although we met very early, we went to the original world before we had time to communicate with each other. 】

[There will be a lot of time in the future. _.-]

【…】

【climb. 】

Probably because of this reason, or a certain personality of the scheming Wan Tengliu, Cen Ming dreamed about the previous online dating accident when he slept and dreamed that night.

A client game of QC is full of fighting and killing and the strange atmosphere of CP per capita. At first, Cen Ming went in and opened an account to play casually. He had no interest in CP in online dating. Later, he met Wan Qiliu during the double row, and the other party was secretive. Expressed to him that he can do the 214 Valentine's Day task.

"The reward is nice."

Wan Qiliu Kaimai said to him, his voice was calm and convincing.

When Cen Ming heard about the special reward, he went online in a hurry: "Really? It's not human if you don't do it, hurry up."

He swears an oath with Wan Qiliu in front of Yuelao NPC.

[Even if you travel across time and space and your body is smashed to pieces, the initial throbbing will never change. 】

It is reasonable to say that this is the case.

Cen Ming didn't care too much about the network love CP, after all, no one knew who was separated by a network cable, although Wan Qiliu was very understanding with him in duo, God knows who he was when he left the game.

Not long after this thought came to Cen Ming's mind, they ran into each other in the supermarket downstairs.

"It turns out that what you posted was not an online picture."

His first reaction was this sentence.

Wan Tiliu looks exactly like the photo, with black hair and black eyes, tall and strong, comparable to his robot at home.

The two had a discussion about the sashimi in the fresh food area, and they parted ways.Wan Chengliu invited him to dinner, but Cen Ming refused, saying, "Today the maintenance master is here to oil the robot."

The robot's glowing red eyes watched him silently.

Cen Ming didn't know that before and after that, this kind of attention from another world has always been around him.

Since his boring and lonely childhood, there have been a pair of eyes looking at him, through the old glass bulbs and copper wires, a slight current, and the movement of him hugging the robot when he was acting like a baby.In the night when he fell into a sweet dream, the snakes of Isses in the prophecy myth crawled all over the bedroom floor, raised their heads, and stared at him silently with dense golden vertical pupils in the darkness.