Fall in Love in an Escape Game

Shanuo recalled it carefully, and found their original dialogue from their own memories: "The tree heart of the sacred thing?"

Shirley nodded: "The heart of the tree must not be ordinary to the holy tree, I'm afraid it's not so easy to get."

""

Shanuo didn't know what to say. He now knew that the man was the holy tree, but Shirley knew nothing about it.

And he knows that if he asks, the man will definitely give him the tree heart, but

The first is that losing the tree heart does not know if it is harmful to men. The second is

——He was afraid that the man would propose any “exchange terms” that made his scalp numb.

Now remembering that when the holy tree asked him for pardon, it was already very suspicious. Until now, the man did not have any intention to mention it, so Shanuo could not help wondering if he was carrying out any big move.

The two are not far apart, Shano can clearly feel that the man's eyes are following him firmly, if there is a real look like it can penetrate his clothes, linger on his bare skin, let him Can't help but feel restless.

Since the relationship was established, Shanno's "normal behaviors between lovers" that he professed have made Shano overwhelmed.

While Xia Nuo was still in the novice stage just getting started, the man seemed to have mastered the right skills of love without a teacher, and he had to practice his identity as a top student to guide his underachiever.

For Shano, the most intuitive feeling is that men have begun to become entangled.

Yes, he did not use the wrong adjective, which is the most appropriate way to describe a man's current state.

Always stick to him like a conjoined baby all the time, and ask him for a kiss halfway, and always make sure that he is within his sight, even when holding hands, he has become a ten-finger interlocked possession. Full of posture.

Xia Nuo does not exclude such an approach. It is undeniable that when a man does those small intimate actions, he will also have an inexplicable sweetness in his heart.

But at the same time, he also truly felt the feeling of being bound tightly. The man circled his arms, exuding the words of love, and the sight condensed on him, all turned into entanglement around him. The chain caused him a subtle anxiety.

The man seemed to be unaware of it, as if he was afraid of others not knowing, and still spared no effort to show everyone their "love".

Of course, Quark's words can be a good description of the man's current state, that is: "I feel that you are exuding a sour smell of love."

The two of them were sitting on the same bench. Since seeing the man holding hands with Changan, Quaker has become much closer to the man.

His thoughts are relatively pure, and he doesn't think there is any good accusation for players to fall in love with npc. Although some extreme defenders have always expressed strong opposition to this, he has never been dominated by others' ideas.

Coupled with the fact that he was able to move freely, he couldn't control himself as soon as the conversation box was opened.

"Are you with Chang'an?"

"That's really congratulations."

"Actually, I saw you from the first day and I think you are very good."

"Will you get married? May I have the honor to attend your wedding?"

In the beginning, she was spurred by--Xiaonuo said he wanted to talk to Shirley alone--Although there was only such a short distance in the middle, it did not prevent him from watching the cuteness of the youngster. Besides, this person around is so noisy.

But after hearing what he said, Quaker became slightly more pleasing to the eyes of men.

"A wedding?" A man has always been insensitive to such non-binding rituals among humans, but it is necessary to be able to announce to the world that his marriage to a juvenile is the existence of a wedding.

The man was lost in thought, and without his eye harassment, Shannon was finally able to concentrate on listening to Shirley.

"If only we could communicate with the holy tree." Shirley said without regret, "so we can ask it directly, whether it is to talk about conditions or rejected, there will always be an exact answer."

"I can probably do this," Shano said hesitantly.

Communicating with Sacred Tree is the easiest for him.

"That's great." Shirley had a smile on her face. She probably thought that Shannon had contacted it through the "blessing of the holy tree". "If it puts forward any conditions, if it is not excessive, you can promise it first , It's all about clearance games. "

"Okay." Shanno also raised his lips, but the smile was a bit hard to see.

Condition, this is really a "horrible" word for him today.

"If all goes well, we will probably get the tree heart tomorrow and then clear the game." Shirley conceived so, and turned to Shannon, "but you probably want to stay in the game for a while, right?"

There is no time limit for this game, players can decide whether to stay longer.

"" Xia Nuo paused for a moment, nodded his head, and listened to Shirley's words before he realized that the moment of parting was coming.

"That's right." He changed the subject casually. "Did you guys also been attacked by the python last night? Didn't you get hurt?"

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In fact, the man also told him that the main targets of the python were focused on them, and there were only a few scattered past attacks from other people, which did not pose a threat.

And seeing Shirley ’s condition is pretty good, and I know they ’re fine.

"No injuries" Shirley's look was a little complicated. "It was Roin who helped us."

Although the Scaly Python is vulnerable in front of a man, it is still difficult for Shirley to deal with them. At this time, Roin, who is a Warcraft Hunter, can help a lot.

"Royin?" Shannon was a little surprised, but then relieved, "I always thought he was not a bad guy, just a cold heart. It is not surprising that he would do such a thing."

"Yeah." Shirley bowed her head, making her look unclear.

"And one more thing."

Xia Nuo was a little hesitant, but this question has been entangled in his heart for a long time and has not been answered, and after so many days of getting along, he feels that Shirley is a trustworthy person, so he finally revealed this question: "In my After the newbie world is over, the system takes my memory "

He repeated the reasons given by the system, and saw Shirley lifted his head, looking a little dignified: "This should be abnormal?"

"Of course." Shirley replied without hesitation, and she frowned. "For gamers, experience is the most important thing, even more important than the props. How could it be because of the fear of leaving a psychological shadow on the player?" This ridiculous reason to take away the player's memory ?! "

"Do you know your system number?" Shirley looked at the boy in front of her anxiously, and unexpectedly saw him shaking his head.

A little in her heart, I'm afraid her guess came true.

In fact, she had heard many secrets from Carl before.

Although the system and the player have always been a mutually beneficial relationship, some systems do risk the destruction of valuable players, and they do nothing more than pursue higher levels until they finally get the chance to become humans.

——More terrible is that sometimes they can even get help from the monitor.

The reason why Shirley asks this is because the first article on the player's hand clearly states: "The system has the obligation to inform the player unconditionally of his number."

This is a rule jointly formulated by the monitors in order to protect the rights and interests of the players. Once the system infringes the rights and interests of the players, the players can complain through its number.

Once the complaint is confirmed, the system will get severe penalties.

But as soon as the boy shook his head, Shirley knew that not only did he not know the system number, he didn't even get a player's handbook.

Being able to do such a serious violation of the rules says that there is no monitor behind the system, and Shirley doesn't believe it.

However, in this way, the teenager is in the most difficult situation. Because he has neither the ability to resist the system nor the help of his superiors.

Shirley squeezed her lips and wondered if there was a solution.

"Is this serious?" Shano asked cautiously, watching Shirley's heavy look on his face, and his heart followed.

"Very serious," Shirley said, unless the teenager can never get out of the game, waiting for his ending will certainly not be very good.

However, all players know that it is impossible for players to stay in the game forever.

Shirley looked at the still alive boy, as if she had seen his life count down.

"But have you ever heard of an hourglass?" Shirley turned around and lifted up a prop, "It can store memories, you can also go back in time, and you can even use it to construct a false memory. The only thing that is not enough is that Yes, you must set a unique password for it, which will not be forgotten anyway. After this password is activated, your lost memories, hidden time, and all will come back. "

But once you lose your memory, how can you guarantee that you will remember this password? Because of this, this powerful prop is only b-level.

However, Xia Nuo can only rely on this prop.

"Shall I go back and sort out my parcel, and then I will give you the hourglass?" Shirley said.

"Thank you." The teenager's clear eyes were grateful.

In the beginning, Shanuo only asked with an attitude of trying. He didn't expect the problem to be solved in this way. He seriously promised: "I don't know what to say. If you have any help, please tell me. And I will do my best to help you. "

Of course, Xia Nuo will not take away Shirley's props in vain. He is now thinking about whether to pay Shirley points or exchange them with other props?

"No need." Shirley smiled and said a sentence that scratched Xano's mind. "You've helped me a lot. It's me who should say thank you."

"I'm really grateful to meet you, thank you." She glanced over Shano, looking at Quaker, who was still chattering not far away, and poisoned the man's ear, and laughed silently.

In the courtyard in the afternoon, Shirley and Roin met on a narrow alley.

"This is the 'hourglass' you want." Roin's expression was mostly covered by beards and messy hair. Only eyes could faintly see a gentle look. "Tomorrow will be a good day, I promise you that."

These two words were almost incompatible, but Shirley didn't feel surprised. She took the hourglass, passed by Royn, and said in an unobtrusive voice: "Thank you, brother."

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