Become a rival virtual lover

Qin Yan was stunned.

He almost took what he had just heard as a hallucination.

"What did you say?"

Fu Yueting has already turned his gaze away again.

When he really said this, even if he was facing Qin Yan's virtual projection, he still couldn't be absolutely calm.

He didn't see Qin Yan's rare startled expression, nor heard the strangeness in Qin Yan's tone.

He simply answered the question, repeating what he had just said.

"The person I like is you."

Qin Yan: "..."

He stood there silent for a long time.

Then he watched helplessly as the outline behind Fu Yueting's ears was gradually stained with blood.

Fu Yueting had just taken a bath, and his half-wet hair at the sideburns was black and slightly shiny, which further highlighted his red ears and that often inexplicably cold side face.

It started, and then went on to say that it should be simple, but Fu Yueting only found it difficult.

He looked down at the key words in the outline again, and continued: "14 years ago, the person I met was you, and I never told you, because... I don't want you to be alienated from me."

If he wasn't in the game, Qin Yan would have interrupted him and ended the conversation.

But what position should artificial intelligence have to fight against players.

Qin Yan raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose to relieve the complex emotions that surged wildly in his mind at this moment, but his fingers touched his face and penetrated the projection directly.

He had no choice but to let go of his hand, under the illusion that the headache that had been temporarily healed during this period began to recur.

"I still think of that kidnapping occasionally, but I am very grateful to those robbers." Fu Yueting was not over yet, he turned to look at Qin Yan, his black eyes pretending to be calm were full of concentration, "because 14 years ago Meeting you on that mountain was the luckiest thing in my life."

Qin Yan looked at him, and was startled again when he heard the words.

Being kidnapped from the urban area to the mountains, even though Fu Yueting summed up the whole thing in just a few words, it was enough to tell how much he had suffered back then.

After starving all day in the cabin, he fled to the mountains at night, crawling and rolling to hide his whereabouts. He only dared to hide in the trees during the day, and only slept lightly in the hidden cave at night.

For such an experience, luck is the last word he should use.

Qin Yan never thought that the person Fu Yueting likes would be him.

He never thought that the sister he met when he was a child was actually Fu Yueting.

He still remembers the scene when he met "Tingting".

It was already daytime.

The vacation was not over yet, he went up the mountain with his books and lunch as usual, hiding himself from his innocence, but on the way, he suddenly saw a mud monkey falling from the sky.

At the beginning, I thought Fu Yueting was a girl, except that although his character was willful, his words and deeds were very measured, and because his whole body was covered with mud and sand, and his face was smeared with mud. Unclear appearance.

Looking back now, it should be because he deliberately blocked his face and didn't want to be discovered by the robbers.

The first time they met, Fu Yueting was very vigilant. After falling asleep, he fell from a tree in front of Qin Yan. He immediately turned over and looked around to confirm that Qin Yan was alone. There is no response to the greeting, just want to leave.

However, taking a step, his stomach growled loudly;

After taking the second step, he was so hungry that he held on to the tree and nailed it.

Qin Yan kindly opened the lunch box, intending to give him half of his lunch, but he was eaten clean, not a single grain of rice was left.

With the friendship of a meal, Fu Yueting was embarrassed to leave immediately, but worried about being tipped off, he hesitated secretly for a long time, and it was very difficult to make up his mind.Decided to trust Qin Yan.

That one trust.

It was the best decision he ever made in his life.

Fu Yueting pulled back his thoughts and continued: "You once said that I was your first friend. In fact, you are the same, you are my first."

Living in a wealthy family, I have seen intrigues all over since I was a child. Every time I make friends is a business deal. In class schools, even children as young as Douding know how to form cliques and bully others.

Fu Bohong has high hopes for him.

Fu is a burden that has been on his shoulders for as long as he can remember.

Only on that mountain, no one regarded him as the heir of the Fu family, and only interacted with him purely, did he have a real friend in just four days.

Qin Yan was silent for a long time.

Hearing this, he took a step back, turned around and walked aside, but still didn't speak.

Fu Yueting looked at his back, and said softly: "Over the years, I have wanted to confess to you countless times, but I am afraid that you have forgotten me long ago, so I got to know you again, and I want to get to know you better. Now you, I also want you to try to understand me now."

Qin Yan didn't know how to answer.

He was also fortunate that he was still in the game. Fu Yueting didn't know that the projection was him, so he didn't need to give too much reaction.

But Fu Yueting didn't give him a chance to escape.

"Qin Yan." Fu Yueting walked straight over, walked up to Qin Yan, stared at Qin Yan's eyes firmly for a moment, but couldn't stick to the end, turned aside, and sent his bloodshot ears to Qin Yan.

Qin Yan looked at his sharp and cold side face as usual, and sighed secretly, knowing that he couldn't escape tonight no matter what.

"I said so much, just to tell you..." Fu Yueting took a deep breath, but in the middle of the speech, he was still interrupted by the sound of a drum-like heartbeat. He tightened his five fingers and used the strength of his fist to hold up his confidence , "All along, the person I like is you."

With that said, he turned to Qin Yan: "So, you..."

Having said this, the complete sentence suddenly became stumbling.

"Will you be with me..." He held his breath and finally asked, "Together?"

Qin Yan: "..."

As a virtual projection, he can only answer: "Yes."

Hearing this voice, Fu Yueting's straight thin lips relaxed slowly.

The uneasiness in his heart was easily soothed, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and the curve gradually deepened. This smile was buried all the way into his eyes, flowed into the bottom of his heart, and merged into a sweetness that was so thick that it could not be melted away. .

Just the word "willing" has resolved all the anxiety he has accumulated today.

Thinking that such an answer would be uttered by Qin Yan, it took Fu Yueting a long time to suppress the joy and eagerness that kept rolling in his chest.

The time is not yet ripe.

With this sentence, he restrained the impulse that was about to explode.

But the smile hadn't faded from his face.

He rarely smiles like this.

It was precisely because he knew the reason why he was in such a good mood that Qin Yan didn't have a smile on his face, only complicated.

Fortunately, Fu Yueting crossed the river and demolished the bridge very naturally. After the practice, he stopped observing the virtual projection, turned to his notebook, and wrote a few words on it. Then he remembered that the game was still open, so he called out the exit game interface and closed it skillfully.

The darkness in front of him immediately enveloped Qin Yan.

Until the next morning, he woke up again to the knock on the door.

"Qin Yan." It was Fu Yueting's voice, "It's me."

Everything that happened last night swept over like a wave.

Qin Yan paused for a moment before saying, "Please come in."

please come in?

Outside the door, Fu Yueting immediately noticed the slight change in Qin Yan's tone. The seemingly vague unfamiliarity made him feel a little nervous, but the suspicion caused by it only stayed for half a second before being ignored by him.

He opened the door and walked into the bedroom, and saw Qin Yan half-sit up from the bed.

Seeing him, Qin Yan paused for a moment.

But after all, the conversation last night only took place in the game, he didn't take the initiative to bring it up, he just said softly: "Morning."

"Morning." Fu Yueting walked to the bed and subconsciously raised his hand to help, "How do you feel?"

"It's much better." Before the words finished, Qin Yan directed his hand away. The movement seemed unintentional, but Fu Yueting was stunned.

Qin Yan didn't go to see him, and walked to the bathroom after getting out of bed.

Fu Yueting looked down at his empty hand, pursed his lips and followed up a step: "The weather outside is nice today, we can go for a walk."

Qin Yan also came out of the bathroom with a hoarse voice in the morning.

"I've rested long enough, and I'm going to work today."

Fu Yueting did not interfere with his decision: "Then I will send you off."

Qin Yan said: "No, my car is outside."

Fu Yueting finally frowned slightly.

Is it an illusion?

Qin Yan seemed to be very indifferent to him today.

Not long after, Qin Yan came out of the bathroom.

Fu Yueting asked: "Are you really okay?"

"Yeah." Qin Yan said, "Go downstairs first, I'll go down after I change my clothes."

"Okay." Fu Yueting looked at him before turning and leaving.

Hearing the "click" sound of the door closing behind him, Qin Yan gradually stopped walking towards the cloakroom.

He glanced back, sighed softly, and then continued to enter the door, took a suit and changed into it, and turned his feet downstairs.

Downstairs, breakfast is ready.

Hearing the news from Fu Yueting that Qin Yan had woken up, Han Feng filled the porridge and put it in Qin Yan's place, and forced Fu Yueting to sit down with him.

When Qin Yan walked to the dining table, Han Feng was persuading him to eat.

"It doesn't matter if you eat another meal, look at you, you are so thin, eat more!"

Fu Yueting had no choice but to look at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan didn't intend to be too obvious: "Sit down."

Han Feng shook his head: "Look at what he's doing, eat less if you're not hungry."

Fu Yueting didn't go to take over.

Qin Yan watched him sit down beside him, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and looked through the mail.

Han Feng put the porridge bowl in front of Fu Yueting, and complained: "Yue Ting is here, stop playing with your phone."

"It's okay." Fu Yueting said, "It's important."

Qin Yan's gaze turned slightly in his direction, and then he retracted his gaze, acquiescing.

Fu Yueting's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, guessing that something happened to Chengfang Technology last night that made Qin Yan suddenly so interested.

The atmosphere instantly became silent.

After a meal, Qin Yan greeted the two of them briefly, and then went to the company by car.

Fu Yueting stood at the intersection, watching Qin Yan's car gradually drive out of sight.

Qin Yan never looked back.

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On the road.

Qin Yan crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, closing his eyes and feigning sleep.

A mess in his mind that had never been seen before had troubled him since last night, making his already sharp facial features even more cold and indifferent.

The driver checked the rearview mirror several times, his breathing became lighter and lighter, and he didn't dare to disturb him a word.

Until the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone broke the dead silence in the car and made him tremble with fright.

Qin Yan also opened his eyes at the same time.

The phone sits on the armrest of the seat.

An unfamiliar number was displayed on the lit screen.

Qin Yan thought for a while and pressed the answer button.

"Is it Xiao Qin? I'm Fu Bohong." Immediately, a familiar voice came from the receiver and announced his family name.

Mr. Fu?

Qin Yan was a little surprised: "I'm Qin Yan."

Fu Bohong smiled and said: "I'm really sorry, I called you so early, didn't I bother you?"

Qin Yan said, "No."

"That's right, I just remembered that when I mentioned the dance to you yesterday, I forgot to tell you when it started." Fu Bohong heaved a sigh of relief, and he said, "It's just this weekend. Look, Xiaoqin, you can give me the ball before the weekend." Any news from me?"

Qin Yan closed his eyes in silence, and felt that the migraine had gone and returned again.

How could he forget.

He also wanted to help Fu Bohong urge his marriage.