Fall in love with an NPC

10 minutes, two 10 minutes, one hour, two hours...

Qu Tong can clearly calculate how long Secret.A has been away without looking at the time at all. Two and a half hours have passed, and Qu Tong's heart has been hanging.

What Secret.A persuaded him sounded impeccable. They are now a team, and Secret.A is much stronger than him. However, against Boswell alone, the odds of winning are still uncertain.

He proposed to establish a more feasible action plan first, and the two of them would work together to try it out, but was rejected by Secret.A.

"I'll be distracted."

Secret.A said so.

Why didn't Qu Tong understand it, and he was the same, knowing that Secret.A was in danger, most of his thoughts were on him, so he didn't have the extra energy to deal with Boswell.

He also suggested that this task is not urgent, it can be postponed, and it is not too late to find a way to get through the night safely, but it was also rejected by Secret.A.

The reason was that Boswell was going to meet him tonight, which proved that he was in a good mood. It was time for him to relax, to catch him by surprise, to catch him unprepared, and not to give himself time to prepare, nor to give his opponent time to defend.

That's right, it makes sense, what Secret.A said makes sense.

However, this should not have been undertaken by him.

Qu Tong actually couldn’t understand what Secret.A did. It was strange at first, but now he still can’t understand.

Secret.A treats him much better than a lover. They just got together, and they didn't know when Secret.A had the same thoughts for him before, but it wasn't love at first sight.

Can couples really do this?Let alone between two men.

Qu Tong didn't believe it, but he had to believe everything Secret.A did and every choice he made.

His mind was blank, and he just quietly counted the time flowing in his heart, which had become a habit. In the room, there was only one small night light on, and Qu Tong stayed under the light, so that he would have some sense of security.

A full two hours and three 10 minutes.

Secret.A has not returned yet.

Qu Tong finally raised some strength and released the system.

[What's wrong, honorable player?what happened?Your emotional state is very off. ]

Qu Tong tried his best to calm himself down. If something happened to Secret.A, he would not know what to do by himself. Although the system is not a human being, it can talk and give him ideas.

"Secret.A knew about my task, and he offered to help me complete it."

[Secret.A is going to kill Boswell? ! ]

Obviously, the system was quite frightened, and no suffix was added.

"Yes." When Qu Tong said this word, he felt his heart was tugging all the time, and he closed his eyes, "He has been walking for two hours and 33 minutes..." He didn't know how he could count so clearly, Like suddenly turning on a skill, "I suspect, what happened."

[......]

Just after the system was released, I heard such explosive news, and I didn't have time to digest it, but I already heard what Qu Tong meant.

[Are you asking for my opinion, dear player? ]

"Yes." Qu Tong replied without any hesitation, without any twitching, "I don't know what to do, but I don't dare to act rashly, for fear of ruining Secret.A."

[I also……]

"I know you have no experience." Qu Tong interrupted the system, "But, you are the system of this game, so you know more about... NPCs than I do. You know Secret.A and his skill points, I need your help to know what he thinks and what he would do on a regular basis."

For the first time, there was some pleading in Qu Tong's voice, "Secret.A is very important to me."

The system is also very difficult, but it still wants to tell the truth.

[Under normal circumstances, Secret.A will not fall in love with you, honorable player. ]

The implication is that it is beyond the normal range now, and it cannot help predict the result of Secret.A killing Boswell, let alone predict the consequences of Secret.A's failure.

Qu Tong is completely flustered now, his mood is very unstable, and the system feels it almost instantly.

[Don't worry!Don't worry!If you're really worried, go and see for yourself. ]

"..."

He didn't dare to go, he was afraid to see the kind of situation he didn't want to see the most, he was terribly afraid.

The air stagnated for a full 10 minutes, and he couldn't wait any longer. Qu Tong took a deep breath and stood up.

As soon as his hand touched the doorknob, the door suddenly opened. Seeing that familiar face, Qu Tong almost cried.

Secret.A smiled unconsciously when he saw that he was holding back tears, his face was wrinkled together, and he was in a daze.

"Laugh... fart." Qu Tong brought him in, looked him up and down, his face was obviously tired, and his complexion was a little pale, but there seemed to be no obvious trauma, so he held his hand, "Are you injured?" ?”

Secret.A bent his eyes and shook his head, looking at him with a smile.

His palms were slightly cold, and Qu Tong always felt very uneasy.

"Why didn't you ask me the result?" Secret.A asked him in turn.

Qu Tong bit his lips, "The result is not as important as you, even if I die, you must live on."

Secret.A bowed his head obediently, without speaking, his eyes were very gentle.

Qu Tong felt that he was not upright after all, and that he was still not worthy of Secret.A. Their relationship was not equal at all. Secret.A risked his life for him, and it was really possible to lose his life, but Qu Tong knew that even if he If you die, you will be reborn again.

Secret.A's magnanimity, he has Secret.A's heart in his heart, and he despises himself very much.

"Stop talking like that, it's over."

Qu Tong opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief, "You really killed Boswell?!"

Secret.A neither nodded nor shook his head, neither said yes nor no.

Qu Tong's heart finally returned to its original position, is that all? Boswell died just like that?He felt that it was too unreal, and asked the system in his mind, and the system seemed to be in deep thought, before answering him after a few seconds.

[It is true that Boswell's vital signs cannot be detected, dear player, you have completed the task. ]

"!!!"

After Qu Tong experienced the great grief he had felt in his mind, he felt great joy soon after. It was like riding a roller coaster all night, and his heart was never at peace for a moment.

Boswell, the famous big boss in "True Battle", died just like this, and was killed by Secret.A.

Although the game seems to have been revised now, in Qu Tong's impression, Boswell's health as a boss is invincible. He led many people and failed to kill him. Now, Secret.A alone wiped him out.

Helped myself with the toughest mission ever.

I have to say that my boyfriend is really awesome.

The big bosses are all gone, so there is nothing to worry about in the future, and it will be a matter of minutes before he comes to kill a group of mobs.

Qu Tong looked at Secret.A's face and didn't know how to express his excitement at the moment. He suddenly leaned forward and kissed Secret.A's lips. Secret.A was stunned for a moment. After reacting, his lips opened slightly, giving Qu Tong the opportunity to continue to attack the city.

Qu Tong stepped back suddenly and looked at him suspiciously. Secret.A's eyes were clear, and Qu Tong's shadow was reflected in his eyes.

"what happened?"

Qu Tong didn't answer, "Why do you go back to your room to change?"

Secret.A didn't expect Qu Tong to notice such small details at this time. He didn't know whether he was big-hearted or careful. He didn't answer, and Qu Tong didn't give him a chance to answer. He stretched out his hand and touched Secret. .A with steamy hair.

"Go back and take a shower?" Qu Tong's heart tightened, and he wanted to lift Secret.A's clothes, but was avoided by Secret.A.

"It's a bit harsher, and it's dealt with again. It's full of blood, too dirty, and I'm afraid it will scare you."

Qu Tong is not so easy to fool, he may be able to fool him in the beginning.

He gave Secret.A a stern look, "Lie down!"

Secret.A laughed, "It's really fine."

Seeing his stubbornness, Qu Tong thought, "Okay." He leaned forward and whispered in Secret.A's ear, "I want to do it, come on."

While speaking, while taking advantage of the moment when Secret.A was stunned, he pulled up his clothes vigorously.

The author has something to say: Another chapter is short, alas, the ideals of the past are three thousand a day, or it is an ideal.

Friendly reminder, the next chapter is not a treat.