King Crazy Game

Lin Zicheng doesn't like being greeted at the airport. He prefers to pull his suitcase alone, walking through the crowds, and feeling the atmosphere of worldly life from them.

Shen Qingning said that his behavior was to find a little comfort in loneliness.

Lin Zicheng did not refute, but just smiled.

As Lin Zicheng's childhood friends, Qiu Zeyu and Zhou Mushen naturally knew that Lin Zicheng didn't like it, so they waited for Lin Zicheng and Shen Qingning in the parking lot.

Half an hour later, the two tall figures of Lin Zicheng and Shen Qingning finally appeared in their sight.

"Zicheng, you're finally back." Zhou Mushen strode over and put his hand on Lin Zicheng's shoulder. "If you don't come back, we'll all wonder if you're going to immigrate and settle down."

Lin Zicheng took his hand off his shoulder without even raising his eyelids: "Are you wearing height-enhancing insoles? You can now reach my shoulders."

Zhou Mushen's brilliant smile froze for a moment. After a few seconds, he pretended not to care and pulled his clothes: "Is it possible for me to grow again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Qingning and Qiu Zeyu finally couldn't hold back their laughter. Except for Zhou Mushen, who was 1.85 meters tall, the other three were all over 1.85 meters tall. His height became Zhou Mushen's pain. In order not to fall behind the team, he would wear insoles whenever the four of them were present.

Lin Zicheng looked at him for a few seconds and thought for a while: "Protect yourself and don't let the experts take you to study the secrets of redevelopment."

Qiu Zeyu and Shen Qingning laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs. Zhou Mushen immediately changed the subject awkwardly: "Okay, you're making fun of me as soon as you get back. Did you receive the invitation letter from your former high school classmate Xu Simin?"

"Is it the star Xu Minmin who has become famous recently?" Shen Qingning asked with a slight frown. He did receive an invitation letter from the superstar Xu Minmin not long ago.

"Yes, you changed your stage name to Xu Minmin after becoming a celebrity." Qiu Zeyu put their luggage into the trunk.

They only drove one car today, so the driving seat belonged to Lin Zicheng alone. Shen Qingning sat in the passenger seat as usual, with Qiu Zeyu and Zhou Mushen sitting in the back.

Zhou Mushen leaned forward, looked at Shen Qingning and said, "I remember Xu Minmin seemed to like Qingning before. In order to sit at the same table with Qingning, she cried for half an hour in front of the whole class."

Qiu Zeyu: "She was crying so hard that many boys in the class stood up for her. Now it seems that she had the potential to be a star at that time."

Zhou Mushen: "But her deskmate at the time was really something that not everyone could tolerate. It seemed that except for breaking the law, every rule in the school regulations had his signature."

Shen Qingning frowned slightly and looked at Lin Zicheng who had an expressionless face.

Zhou Mushen and Qiu Zeyu also shifted their gazes to Lin Zicheng. Zhou Mushen thought for a moment and said, "It's strange to say, why did Wen Yan bully everyone but not Zicheng?"

"Maybe I'm handsome." Lin Zicheng answered without blushing or beating his heart.

"Tsk." Zhou Mushen sneered. Even in his heart, Lin Zicheng was really handsome!

Qiu Zeyu: "Xu Minmin would not have invited Wen Yan. At that time, she would rather sit alone than sit with Wen Yan."

Shen Qingning leaned against the cushion, closed his eyes and said calmly: "Who of you will go? I won't go."

Qiu Zeyu: "The four of us have always been of one mind. If you don't go, we definitely won't go either."

Zhou Mushen: "Yes, Zicheng, do you have time to race tomorrow?"

Lin Zicheng didn't respond directly, but smiled and asked, "Have you recovered from the injury you sustained from hitting the guardrail not long ago?"

Zhou Mushen replied hastily: "Okay, it's already been a while."

"I'm busy."

Zhou Mushen suddenly slumped in the back seat like an eggplant hit by frost. Qiu Zeyu hooked his shoulder and laughed, while Shen Qingning remained motionless, as if she was asleep.

There are sparse trees on both sides of the stone road. The trees are arranged in no order, with mixed species. The treetops are overgrown and their shadows fall on the weeds. In the overgrown grass there are countless nameless wild flowers like stars.

Above the wild flowers is a pair of white and slender fingers, carefully selecting them.

"Who do you want to give the flowers to?" A gentle voice came from behind the boy.

Wen Yan turned around and saw a beautiful and delicate boy. He leaned down to look at the flowers in Wen Yan's hand and stared at Wen Yan again, with a beautiful arc at the corner of his mouth: "Can you give it to me?"

Hearing this, she stood up and scattered all the flowers in her hand on the ground: "I would rather throw them away than give them to you."

"That's a shame. I wanted to exchange the pen in my hand for your flower."

Lin Zicheng turned around with a hint of regret, and disappeared after a few steps.

"Did you know that my pen was thrown away?"

"Lin Zicheng, everyone hates me, why don't you hate me?"

"Lin Zicheng, why didn't you save me? Why are you hiding from me? Why are you afraid of me?"

Lin Zicheng woke up suddenly.

He was sitting in the office, reading the news sent by Cao Guang that a senior official from Country A had died of a myocardial infarction at home. Halfway through reading, he fell asleep leaning back in his chair.

The high-ranking official who died was the one who ordered the killing of Shen Qingning. Because he had some connection with Mr. Lin, Lin Zicheng was just giving a warning.

Who killed him?

It was already afternoon, and a cool, damp breeze rushed in through the window. Outside the window, the wind and clouds began to surge, as if it was a precursor to a storm.

It was in stark contrast to the bright sunshine, lush trees, wild flowers and stars in the dream.

And that beautiful boy.

Lin Zicheng took a deep breath, stood up and went to close the window. At this time, the cell phone on the table rang.

Zhou Mushen's voice chirped into his ears: "Zicheng, don't just think about making money all day long. You can't make enough money. You should enjoy it while you are young. If you don't enjoy it, you will get old. When you are old, you can only enjoy ghost money..."

"What's the matter?" Lin Zicheng looked a little depressed, rubbed his eyebrows and interrupted Zhou Mushen.

"Let's go out and have fun at night."

Before Lin Zicheng could refuse, Zhou Mushen said confidently, "You've been back for more than a month, and you haven't had any other entertainment except for the company. People who do this are prone to early menopause. A new club called "Jinshi" has opened in the east of the city. Although it's not as cool as Lesheng Qianzai, it's fresh. I heard that the boss also brought in an art troupe to raise the level of coolness by several levels. The literary youths in it are all one in a hundred, and they are not on the same level as those snake-faced people..."

Lin Zicheng listened to his exaggerations and replied with a smile: "Alright, if you keep on exaggerating, the melon vendors will have to close their stalls and go home to farm. Give us a time and place."

When he arrived at the parking lot, Lin Zicheng unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt and put his glasses in his pocket.

In the distance, the music was mixed with laughter and noise. Lin Zicheng was walking on the road, squinting his eyes and saw a group of girls playing games with a few experienced young men with Mediterranean beer bellies.

Lin Zicheng passed by a tree. There were wild flowers dotted among the weeds on the roadside. He squatted down, and under the light of the street lamp, carefully selected the cleanest flower and held it in his hand.

"You still can't let go of the past?" Shen Qingning stood in front of Lin Zicheng.

Lin Zicheng smiled calmly, his hands in his pockets: "What did Xu Minmin say about you and me at that time? Two foxes always treat other people's feelings as a game, and one day they will get their comeuppance."

"Wen Yan's feelings are not suitable for you." Shen Qingning walked to his side, holding his hand with the flower, his eyes as deep as a cold pond.

Lin Zicheng narrowed his eyes, with a hint of amusement, a hint of inquiry, and a hint of impatience in his eyes. Then he broke away from Shen Qingning and put the flowers in his hand on the lid of the trash can on the side of the road.

"Nothing is suitable or unsuitable. It's all the same to me. Even if he grew up in a garbage dump, he is no lower than others."

“Investing too much emotion in a game is not a good thing for the people who play it.”

“How can you have fun without investing your emotions?”

After Lin Zicheng and Shen Qingning walked away, a slender white finger picked up the flower on the lid of the trash can.

Hearing this, he spread out his palms and looked at the flower carefully. After a while, he burst into laughter.