Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

Fu Lanyu returned to the real world this time and suffered a slight injury, which was cut by the female ghost's hair.

Although it was not serious, the Bai brothers and sisters, together with Ji Ling, yelled and tried to give her medicine.

"It seems that the golden four's small promotion match is really difficult." Bai Xiao said, "I remember that Lan Lan has not been injured in the past two years since he was stabbed in his leg."

"It's a bit difficult, there are many traps." Fu Lanyu sighed, "The meal is not delicious."

"Come back to my stew pot with mushroom and chicken soup to make up for you."

"good, very good."

Ji Ling enthusiastically suggested: "A new restaurant has been opened on the corner of Zero Street. It is said that claypot rice and rice rolls are very delicious. Let's go together tomorrow?"

"good, very good."

Bai Sheng is not to be outdone: "There is also a barbecue restaurant in front of our door, and there is a take-out service. We will add a midnight snack tomorrow night."

"good, very good."

Every time you cross back, you need to rely on eating and eating to alleviate the shadow brought by the game world.

For the next half month until the end of the month, Fu Lanyu recuperated and did not cross again.

Her daily routine is to eat, drink, play drama, and exercise; go shopping with Ji Ling, supervise Bai Sheng's exercises, and by the way order food for Bai Xiao to do.

During this period, she also contacted Qiao Yunzheng several times, because it was Qiao Yunzheng's platinum game at the end of the month.

The risk of the platinum game is doubled, and he is traveling alone again, no matter what perspective she considers, she should say a greeting.

"Be careful, and let me know when you come back."

At that time, Qiao Yunzheng was on the phone, laughing in a low voice.

"Okay." He agreed gently and calmly, "The first thing I do when I come back is to inform you."

…

Time in the game is often like years; but in reality, time always flies by.

Probably because of this, people can cherish the present even more.

After all, every day may be the last day in life.

Three full days have passed in early December, and Fu Lanyu just stayed up that night, revisiting some old horror films.

As a result, the phone rang before reading one of them.

The incoming call on the screen showed Qiao Yunzheng's name.

She stretched out her hand subconsciously and instantly pressed the answer button.

"Hey?"

"Hello? Sister Lan." Qiao Yunzheng's voice was still low and smiling, but he couldn't hide the heavy feeling of exhaustion, "I'm back, everything is going well."

She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "All goes well, you can rest well."

"That

We will contact you back. "

"Well, contact me back."

As far as Fu Lanyu is concerned, it is enough to make sure that Qiao Yunzheng will pass safely this time.

She never expected that the next day she would seldom want to stay in bed for a while, but she was smashed by a phone call.

Even more unexpectedly, it was Jing He who called.

"...Are you so free?"

"Sister Lan!" Jing He didn't mind her attitude at all. He greeted with a smile, "How is Sister Lan? I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss it very much."

"It was good, if you could not interrupt me to sleep late, it would be even better."

"Hey, Sister Lan, don't be so ruthless. It is only after careful consideration that I have the courage to invite you."

Fu Lanyu lay on the bed with the quilt on his back, lazily closing his eyes: "What invitation?"

"Would you like to come to my house for a light meal? Last time you helped me clear the Silver Bureau, I haven't had time to thank you."

"No, you've paid the reward anyway, what do you do with this form."

"How can it be called a form? It's mainly because I want to see you too." Jing He's tone is extremely sincere, so sincere that it makes people feel that he has no plans, "Really Sister Lan, you come to have a meal, I Let’s cook in person, and then let’s talk about my Silver Bureau mission this month-I want to entrust you to sign a contract. Is this official business? Will you come for business?"

Placing an order or signing a contract is indeed a business matter.

It happened that Fu Lanyu didn't take any orders this month. If the subject was Jinghe, he would be more comfortable with acquaintances traveling together.

So she agreed.

"Okay, give me your home address."

"Okay, thank you Sister Lan!"

In fact, Fu Lanyu was a little puzzled when he went to follow the address.

She vaguely remembered that Jing He mentioned last time that she lived in the west of the city, but today she was going to the north of the city.

The Xinxing Apartment in the north of the city, just a few years after its completion, is close to the subway line and close to the business district and office buildings. Most of the people living in it are young office workers.

She found 7 buildings, took the elevator to the 16th floor, and rang the doorbell of 1609.

The door opened soon, and Jing He peeked out a fresh and handsome baby face from inside.

"Sister Lan!"

He also held a tortoise-colored Maine Coon cat with pointed ears in his arms.

Fu Lanyu walked in to change slippers, he couldn't help but glanced more: "Do you still have a cat?"

"I didn't raise it. It was adopted by Brother Yun. It's called Coffee."

"…adoption?"

This Maine Coon cat looks like a pure blood. Purebred Maine Coon

It's so expensive that some people keep it and throw it away.

Jing He explained: "Coffee is not a stray cat. Its owner was originally organized with Brother Yun. Some time ago, the Golden Four promotion competition failed to pass the level alive, so... After his death, Brother Yun took his cat in."

Fu Lanyu was silent for a while, touched the cat's head, and nodded with a sigh.

"Well, when this cat grows up, you may not be able to hold it anymore."

Maine Coon cats mature in three or four years and can grow to more than one meter, which is a well-deserved size among cats.

It seems that the coffee is probably less than one year old, and it may not be too late to develop a relationship with the original owner, so the fate is exhausted.

She suddenly thought of another question.

"Why is the cat he adopted in your house?"

"Brother Yun is busy, and sometimes I don't have time to take care of him. I occasionally help him raise him for two days."

This answer sounds normal, and it doesn't seem unreasonable.

...If Fu Lanyu hadn't caught a glimpse of the coat on the hanger.

That denim jacket was worn by Qiao Yunzheng when she went to an appointment last time. Her memory has never been forgotten.

"Jinghe."

"Eh, what's the matter with Sister Lan?"

"This is not your home, right?"

"..." Jing He was taken aback, obviously a little stuttered, "No, no, how could it be possible? Whose home is not mine?"

The child's IQ is not very high, and he is not very quick to lie.

Fu Lanyu was speechless, she pushed him away and walked straight inside.

She walked through the living room and found that the bedroom door was closed tightly. She was puzzled and was about to twist the door lock, but was caught by Jing He unexpectedly.

"Sister Lan, I was wrong." Jing He put his chin on her shoulder and admitted honestly, "This is actually Brother Yun's house. Don't go in first. He is sleeping in the house. You will make a noise when you turn around. Woke up."

Fu Lanyu put a finger against his forehead, forcing him to stay away from him.

"Then tell me first, you stayed sneakily at Qiao Yunzheng's house and called me over. Is there any brain disease?"

Jing He, as a second-year teenager who has not passed the rebellious period, had no temper in front of this lady, and he was very wronged.

"I'm not sneaky. I've lived here for the past few days, watching the house and feeding the cats for Brother Yun-isn't he back last night? I just wanted to call you up. Let's get together today. "

"If you want to get together, get together. If you dare not tell the truth, go around such a big circle."

Jing He smiled: "I'm not afraid that you are shy, so I don't want to come!"

"...You quickly get me down."

Fu Lanyu can't understand his sand sculpture brain circuit

He simply ignored him, went to the kitchen by himself, and took a can of carbonated drinks from the refrigerator.

For a moment, Jing He greeted in the living room.

"Sister Lan, do you want to play a VR game?"

She turned around calmly: "Fight, want the most horrible theme, and train you by the way."

Jing He: "?"

The apartment rented by Qiao Yunzheng is almost 120 square meters, two bedrooms and one living room, decorated in Nordic style, simple and generous, with all kinds of facilities.

The area is small, but it is very livable.

And Fu Lanyu was in such a livable residence, struggling to accompany Jing He to play games.

Because Jing He loves to yell, wear VR glasses panic, and often bump into her arms.

In the end, she shot with one hand and pinched his neck with the other hand, barely clearing the game.

She was expressionless: "You don't seem to have grown a little bit."

"How come Sister Lan?" Jing He took off his glasses and retorted her solemnly, "I went through a silver game alone last month, and I didn't lie down to win. I really found a clue independently."

"Oh? That's really great. Now that you can clear the customs independently, what order do you want me to place?"

"Isn't my dad worrying about it, crying all day long that he can't lose me, let me be obedient, it is safer to have a master to protect him."

Fu Lanyu glanced at him: "It's a blessing to have elders' care and concern, you know enough."

Jing He obediently agreed: "Okay, I remember, then Sister Lan, do we want to order takeaway? I'm hungry."

"Aren't you talking about cooking yourself?"

"Hey, how can I cook? I'm afraid you won't come to show my sincerity-but don't worry, although I can't cook rice, my sincerity is absolutely true!"

"..."

Fu Lanyu was only one step short of throwing the VR handle on his face.

Fortunately, she resisted it.

Forget it, don't have the general knowledge of bear children.

Forty minutes later, the takeaway was finally delivered.

Jing He didn't dare to ask Qiao Yunzheng to get up. According to him, Qiao Yunzheng was a little bit angry. Unless he woke up naturally, he might beat people up.

It is true that he was beaten.

Fu Lanyu was a little strange, she seemed to have never seen Qiao Yunzheng getting up.

But then again, Qiao Yunzheng hadn't slept a few times and had a good night's sleep during the journey together. Why did he talk about getting up?

She pushed open the door of the master bedroom and walked in lightly.

The curtains were half-concealed, and the sunlight came in through the gaps, casting a mottled shadow on the ground.

Qiao Yunzheng lay on his side on the bed. His black pajamas made his skin cold and white. He closed his eyes and his long eyelashes were quietly falling.

An extraordinarily gentle and delicate beauty.

Fu Lanyu rarely observes him so closely, especially when he is asleep.

She leaned down and wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but she reached out and changed direction halfway, tentatively poking him in the face.

"Wake up, do you order pizza and burgers?"

Before the voice fell, almost out of vigilant instinct, Qiao Yunzheng suddenly clamped her wrist backhand, with great force, instantly pinched five red fingerprints on her wrist.

He coldly opened his eyes.

However, in the next second, he saw clearly who was standing next to the bed, awake for a moment, and quickly let go.

"Sister Lan?" He paused, his eyes were rarely confused, "Why are you here?"