Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Morning is the quietest time in the entire villa. Qian Youcheng couldn’t be said to have not slept well, but he was a little listless. He kept stirring the soy milk in the bowl with a spoon, but didn’t drink it. He just stared at the table in a daze.

Aunt Zhao wiped her hands. She had watched the two children grow up since they were young, so how could she not know that Qian Youcheng was in a bad mood? She took the initiative to sit down and hold Qian Youcheng's hand.

"Is there anything bothering you?" Aunt Zhao asked softly, her tone gentle and warm: "Tell Aunt Zhao about it."

Qian Youcheng smiled and didn't react much, as if he was having a hard time explaining himself. But in the end, he sighed, "I'm fine, Aunt Zhao. I just wanted to take Xiaolin to work."

Seeing that he was unwilling to talk about his real troubles, Aunt Zhao was not anxious and said, "That's it. Xiaoxiao will definitely not go."

Qian Youcheng smiled again, picked up the soy milk and drank it all: "Aunt Zhao, I'm going to the company."

At eight o'clock in the morning, Qian Youcheng walked into the company on time with a cup of freshly bought coffee in his hand.

Iced American coffee, one sip can make Qian Youcheng frown in pain, but it also wakes up the mind, very useful.

Xiao He punched in at 8:59 and their boss Qian had already been working for an hour. Perhaps because there were so many reports, Qian Youcheng's mind was completely focused on them and he only took a sip of coffee.

At 9:01, Xiao He came in holding a pile of new reports and placed them on the table: "These are the reports that were just sorted out last quarter. There are also a few contracts that need to be signed. I will go print them right away."

Qian Youcheng didn't even raise his head, just nodded and used a pen to mark out the useless expenses.

After a busy morning, Qian Youcheng finished the work at hand and it was already half past twelve. He raised his hand and stretched, and his shirt stuck to his skin completely, revealing his thin waist.

Qian Youcheng didn't think it was too troublesome to go out to eat. He held his mobile phone in front of the window and ordered two takeouts. He walked around the office a few times holding the melted American coffee as exercise.

The flustered thoughts that had been waking up early in the morning had long returned to normal, the coffee had lost its effect, and Qian Youcheng didn't want to waste it, so he had to drink it with his nose pinched.

"Picky eater."

Qian Youcheng suddenly remembered that smiling voice and paused while drinking his coffee. He lowered his eyes and cursed inwardly, "You bastard."

No.

Mr. Qian's expression returned to normal. He put the coffee on the table and snorted coldly.

They are two bastards.

After looking through a report again, two takeaways arrived downstairs. Qian Youcheng went downstairs to get one himself. It was chicken fillet with rice and a cup of milk tea. The lunch was pretty good.

In the afternoon, Qian Youlin regained his energy. He first posted a message online, then created a group called "When will we sleep on the street?" and pulled Qian Youcheng in. A group of former players were very active in the group.

Qian Youcheng took a quick look, put down his phone and started dealing with the pile of reports.

In the eyes of the top guy on the list, his life is so boring that he wants to bang his head against a wall and die.

But Qian Youcheng adapted well and even liked it very much.

It took him two days to finally finish reading all the reports. No one with a problem would escape. He was not a soft-hearted god and would not let any of them go.

On the fifth day after playing the horror game, I had a light dinner. Lotus leaf porridge and some home-cooked side dishes were good for reducing internal heat.

Looking at his younger brother wolfing down his food, Qian Youcheng smiled and teased, "Big Brother Bang, please pay more attention to your kidney health."

Qian Youlin almost choked on his porridge. He coughed violently a few times, which frightened Qi Guanju, who patted him on the back and poured water for him. Qian Youcheng raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"You are my real brother." The first brother on the list breathed a sigh of relief: "Also! I am very strong!"

Qian Youcheng hummed to express his disbelief. The top brother on the list gnashed his teeth secretly and ate faster.

Aunt Zhao, who was passing by the kitchen to get a glass of water, was a little confused: "Why is Xiaoxiao eating so much?"

Qian Youlin snorted: "Prepare for the battle later!"

Qi Guanju was helpless. He couldn't stop Qian Youlin, nor could he persuade Qian Youcheng. He could only sigh and say, "My own brother is also a traitor."

"Tit for tat." Qian Youcheng finished the porridge in his bowl: "Who made him always do bad things to me before? It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

After saying this, Qian Youcheng left the table with satisfaction. The top brother on the list was not willing to be outdone. He didn't believe that he would not succeed once in his life.

In fact, Qian Youlin knew everything that happened between Qian Youcheng and the twins. He wouldn't mention it unless his brother took the initiative to tell him. He was just waiting for the channel to be established successfully. He would have to rush back into the horror game.

Not to mention crippling him, at least he should be killed.

He and his brother have depended on each other for so many years, and he has never seen his brother suffer such a big loss. No matter what those two people think of his brother, even if they love them to death, he will beat them to death.

Love is never a reason to torture someone.

The eldest brother on the list gritted his teeth.

It never fucking was.

Qian Youcheng knew nothing about his own brother's determination to slay the dragon. He took a shower as usual, dried his hair, lay down on the bed, and began to read the messages in the group.

"When will I sleep on the street" became "When will I sleep on the street (Group 1)". Wang Wang was active in the group and said that there were already 15 groups. The upper limit of a group is 500 people. So at least 7000 people have joined the group chat.

The former players all looked as if they had met each other too late. They could chat about any topic, but they mostly talked about developments in the real world.

There are also some sadder topics, such as those whose partners have tacitly broken up after they have been missing for several years, and those whose family members thought they were dead. There are cemeteries for them, which is both funny and sad.

Fortunately, they all went home.

A message suddenly popped up in the group and Qian Youcheng paused.

Free: We broke through the scorched earth and returned to the original track. Behind us came the whispers of gods, telling everyone to go home.

Deep Blue: Oh my goodness! Teacher F has created another golden sentence!

Yukiko: That’s awesome.

"We can't walk out of this bloody altar. From the moment we were sacrificed, the damn rule says that one of you will die here."

"So, use your life to pave a path for our revenge. We guarantee that the bloody road will not end until death. No matter who is behind this, they will die."

The long sword pierced his chest, and the scar was still there. Qian Youcheng glanced at the group chat again and put down his phone.

The bedside light went out, and Qian Youcheng's breathing gradually calmed down.

He couldn't tell whether he was sleeping or the memories pulling him to the bottom of the pool, until he caught an unlucky fish in his hand. Qian Youcheng stood up and threw the fish into Yunxing's mouth.

After stopping him from leaving, the black dragon licked his face and started to act coquettishly, saying that it was hungry and wanted to eat fish. So, still in the same cave, Qian Youcheng stood in the underground river and worked hard to catch fourteen fish for the black dragon.

In response, Yunxing’s reward was a story.

A long time ago, there was a river god village. The villagers in the village believed that the river god must exist. They cherished the big river that brought security to their lives, and for this reason they would offer sacrifices to the river god every year.

Until one year, a woman in the village gave birth to twins, and all the villagers changed their faces.

There is no disgust, no fear, but instead ecstasy and greed.

Twins were never a curse in their village, but a gift, a gift that could make one a river god.

If you kill one of the twins, the living one will inherit all the luck and abilities of the other one, and will become the strongest river god.

This also exposes a problem.

There has never been any river god. Everything is a sacrificial ceremony. From the moment the villagers began to believe in the river god, it became a scam that disregarded human life.

The twins were raised very well. One was named Hezhi and the other was named Yunxing. The two brothers had no surnames. It was said that their names contained divinity. No matter whether Hezhi or Yunxing was alive in the end, they would become the most powerful river gods.

This is the beginning of the tragedy.

Hezhi and Yunxing have known their fate of killing each other since childhood, and they have been looking for a solution.

Until later, the entrance to the cave was closed, and the villagers who had greeted them with smiles since childhood were full of greed on their faces. They locked the two adult brothers in this place, activated the altar, and the sacrifice began.

The indelible blood color was the best proof left by the "River God", and the long sword was placed upright on the altar.

He Zhi used the sword to sever his own life and made a deal with the "river gods" trapped here.

He Zhi's blood was almost drained in the sacrifice, and in the end, the result was nothing.

The "River God" would not forgive the departure of any sacrifice, and so the twins ruined everything.

Qian Youcheng didn't believe a word of this.

He looked at the black dragon and asked directly: "What do you mean by everything? Is it life, freedom, or power?"

Yun Xing didn't say anything. The huge dragon body coiled back to its original place and protected He Zhi tightly.

He whined, his light golden eyes filled with pity.

Qian Youcheng would not believe this level of disguise and acting. The seeds of "eternal damnation" have been planted. If that is really the outcome, none of the three of them will have an easy time.

At that time, Yun Xing only had his blood relatives in his heart. He built a wall with deception and hypocrisy, trying to trap Qian Youcheng inside in exchange for fairness.

A paranoid person would not think about so many factors. All he wanted from beginning to end was He Zhi's life. He had missed so many things before. This human who would not run away would be his only sword on his road to resistance.

He wants to keep Qian Youcheng, he wants his brother to wake up, and he wants those greedy people to suffer the consequences of their actions.

The black dragon's eyes moved, concealing his sharpness completely.

He closed his eyes and secretly put his tail on Qian Youcheng.

The dragon's tail was also wrapped around his waist. If you pulled off the black scales, you could find gold inside. The front part was stained with blood. The other dragon's tail had even more gold. Every time you pulled out a piece, it would tremble continuously, but it would never let go.

Such beautiful things happening to the three of them were always filled with violence, no matter if they were beaten or scolded, even if a long knife was stabbed into their chest and their scales were plucked out, no one cried out in pain.

The two brothers seemed to have become mute together, with only some tiny sobs hidden in their joy. Qian Youcheng was forced to look up, his hands still tightly grasping the scales that he had pulled from the brothers' tails.

"let go."

The fingertips were flicked, and the scales were gently pulled out and thrown aside.

The wound that was cut by holding the scales tightly was licked. The blood and saliva mixed together, and the wound healed in an instant.

"Before you say that word, I will not let you go even if I die."

"There won't be any backlash if you say that, so why are you unwilling to speak up?"

The alarm clock rang, Qian Youcheng opened his eyes and thought.

How can love not have backlash?

How can love not have backlash?

Qian Youcheng sighed deeply, feeling a little tired from being disturbed by those messy dreams.

He and Xie Hezhi and Xie Yunxing had only come this far, so why did he dream about her so frequently?

Qian Youcheng didn't understand. He got up from the bed and suddenly remembered something he had heard from somewhere.

It is said that after dreaming about a person three times, the bond between two people is completely severed.

Qian Youcheng was a little curious, wondering if the bond between the three of them would be severed if this continued.

If it really works that way.

Qian Youcheng squeezed toothpaste onto the toothbrush, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Honestly, it's terrible.

If it really doesn't work, he can wait until the passage is built and then go back to blow up the two people.

Qian Youcheng thought about this possibility expressionlessly and thought it was a good idea.

The top brother on the list still couldn't get up. When Qian Youcheng went downstairs, Qi Guanju had already started eating breakfast in a very energetic manner.

"Oh, I'm finally going to work." Qian Youcheng joked with a smile, and put on his watch while going downstairs: "It's not easy."

"It's always a good idea to take a few more days off." Qi Guanju replied, "I've lost my title as a top lawyer anyway, so it doesn't matter if I take a few more days off."

There seemed to be something behind his words, as if he was saying that Qian Youcheng had to go back to the company no matter what. Qian Youcheng rolled his eyes at him when he heard it.

The two knew each other before entering the horror game and could be considered friends. Later, the whole live broadcast room knew that Qi Guanju and Qian Youlin were in love, not to mention that Qian Youlin had been showing off to him for a long time. The identity of brother-in-law (the number one brother on the list asked to call her that) was thus determined, and the relationship between the two naturally improved a lot, and they were already considered half a family.

Qian Youcheng was somewhat craving for the wontons from Shen Zishubao for breakfast. The wontons looked delicious, but it was a pity that he had to manage Player Island No. 4 at the time and couldn't go, otherwise he would have to go there every day to eat.

Of course, the wontons made by Aunt Zhao were also delicious. Qian Youcheng and Qi Guanju ate their fill before going to work. Qi Guanju didn't bother to be polite with his eldest brother and took a ride to the law firm. Qian Youcheng laughed and said that he had been so successful in the horror game for four years, but when he came out he didn't even have a car.

"It's okay, I have a boyfriend." Qi Guanju smiled lightly, like a winner: "Brother, drive slowly."

Qian Youcheng: ...

Qi Guanju is obviously only one month older than him, but he is so happy to call him brother.

Qian Youcheng was speechless. He gave his brother and sister-in-law a thumbs up and drove away.

He had always known about Qian Youlin's sexual orientation, so he was not surprised.

He didn't have time for a relationship and had never liked anyone else before, so naturally he didn't know.

later.

Qian Youcheng's fingertips were a little stiff, so he skipped that part.

In his future, he may live alone until the end of his life, or he may fall in love with someone and throw himself into that love without hesitation, which will backfire.

The clouds in the sky are floating a little fast. No one regrets everything from the beginning to now.