They Are Not Human! - Chapter 243

[Chapter 242 The Real World]

Wen Qing lowered his eyes, although he guessed what Io thought about him, but when this sentence really appeared in front of him, it was different.

Maybe it was because they had been together for too long, just looking at this news, Wen Qing’s low, hoarse voice automatically played in his mind, as if Io was saying this in his ear.

can you like me?

Can you like me?

……

The tip of Wen Qing’s ear was hot, and the phone in her palm was also hot for some reason.

He hurriedly tossed his phone aside and didn’t reply to the message.

Wen Qing hurriedly drank a whole glass of water, trying to calm down, his mind kept flashing over his relationship with Io, with 001, and with other people.

In the real world, he only regards Io as the head of the dormitory, as a good friend, and has no other thoughts.

After entering the other world, I met Bai Tong, Xing Ze, Jiang Yan and others, and they were also friends who passed the dungeon together.

As for 001…

Wen Qing pursed her lips, and 001 has been with him and helped him since he led the way.

For 001, he is somewhat dependent on Io who is pretending to be a personal system.

I would like to chat with him to relieve my boredom, and I would ask him for help…

After a long while, Wen Qing put down the water glass, picked up the remote control, and wanted to watch a TV movie to adjust his emotions.

He casually pressed a station. There was a love variety show on TV. The host smiled and looked at the female guest and asked, “Do you really only consider him a friend?” The

female guest nodded.

The host asked again, “What about him? Does he only consider you a friend?”

Wen Qing’s eyelids jumped, and he changed the channel immediately.

This time it’s a bloody TV series. The heroine picked up the water glass and splashed the hero’s face with water, and sneered: “Friend? Will my friend kiss before?”

Wen Qing: “…”

He changed the channel expressionlessly, The movie channel is playing warm and healing movies.

The middle-aged woman Wen Sheng said to the protagonist: “The good feelings towards friends are different from the good feelings towards future lovers. Don’t suppress your emotions.”

Wen Qing: “…”

He turned off the TV, got up and walked to the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, tossing and turning for a while, still couldn’t fall asleep.

My mind is full of Io’s things, Io’s words, Io’s confession.

After a long while, Wen Qing couldn’t help but picked up the phone and glanced at it.

Io didn’t send him a new message, and the dialog box still stayed in that confession.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and put the phone back again.

As soon as it was put under the pillow, the phone vibrated.

Wen Qing took it out immediately, there was a small red dot on WeChat.

When I opened it, it wasn’t Io, it was the monitor’s message.

Monitor: [Wen Qing, are you asleep? 】

Monitor: 【You didn’t confirm the notification in the penguin group. 】

Monitor: 【Teacher has something to do, economics tomorrow morning is canceled. 】

Wen Qing: 【Okay, I see, thank you monitor. 】

Wen Qing: 【There are a lot of things in these two days, and I didn’t watch the class. ]

Squad leader: [It’s okay, I thought you were asleep, I wanted to remind you by private chat, so that you don’t go away tomorrow for nothing. 】

There are so many things that happened in the past two days, Wen Qing didn’t even touch the phone, let alone see the news of the class.

Wen Qing clicked on the penguin and saw the notice from the group.

Temporary notice an hour ago.

Although the news of the class group is blocked, but the announcement notifying the news of @all staff will still have a small red dot pop up.

Why didn’t he see it?

Just thinking about it, the phone suddenly vibrated and a WeChat phone popped up.

It’s not Yiou, it’s Song Qiang’s phone.

Wen Qing picked up the phone, and Song Qiang’s whirring voice came from the other end: “Wen Qing, it’s almost time, aren’t you going back to the dormitory today?”

Wen Qing replied: “The door is locked.”

“The door is locked again . It’s okay,” Song Qiang paused and said to him, “The door on the north side can be opened from the inside, do you want me to open it for you?”

Wen Qing: “No need, it’s too late today.”

“I’ll do it tomorrow . Come back.”

“Okay, that…” Song Qiang hesitated and didn’t hang up, as if he had something to ask him.

Wen Qing was puzzled: “What’s wrong?”

“It’s…” Song Qiang pondered for a while, and then asked him directly, “Are you still angry with Io?”

Wen Qing was stunned, how could Song Qiang know?

Song Qiang sighed and said to him, “Io said, you’re angry with him.”

“I thought you two wouldn’t quarrel, since sophomore year, as long as there are no classes and no part-time jobs, you and Io are always with you. Sticking together, it looks like a couple more than a couple.”

Hearing the sensitive word couple, Wen Qing pursed her lips and asked tentatively, “Is Io not in the dormitory now?”

“Not.” Song Qiang’s voice paused, It’s like checking if Io is in the bedroom.

Soon, he continued: “I don’t know where to go, I didn’t tell us.”

Wen Qing snorted, hesitated for a moment, and asked hesitantly, “Song Qiang, have you ever been in a relationship?”

Song Qiang immediately said, “I, of course I have!” “And I’ve talked a lot, with a

rich emotional history!”

Concealing his guilty conscience, the volume of his second sentence increased a lot. Xu Fengfeng, who was playing a game on the side, couldn’t help but glance at him and said to the phone, “You talked about—

” The word “fart” was covered by Song Qiang. back in the mouth.

Song Qiang winked at Xu Fengfeng, motioning him not to make trouble, then cleared his throat and asked, “Why did you ask this all of a sudden?”

Wen Qing said slowly, “Just… what does it feel like to like someone?”

Song Qiang’s eyes Yiliang thought that this question must be asked for Io. After knowing that a person is in love, Wen Qing will not blame Io.

Song Qiang organized some words for a while, and said to Wen Qing, “When you like someone, you will always think of him.”

Wen Qing thought about it, but he didn’t seem to think about Io that much.

Song Qiang: “I want to see him, I want to touch him.” What

Zeng Jin said to 001 suddenly popped out of Wen Qing’s mind.

【If only you had a body. 】

【I can touch you. ]

He bent his fingers, buried himself in the quilt, and lowered the scalding on his face with the cool sheet.

Song Qiang was still saying, “And he can’t help but ignore things other than him, so he might ignore his friends.”

Hearing this, Wen Qing immediately confirmed the news in the penguin colony.

“In this respect, it’s normal. As good friends, we shouldn’t care about this, right?”

Although Wen Qing didn’t know why Song Qiang said the last sentence, she still hummed.

Song Qiang’s relieved voice came from the other end of the phone: “Just figure it out.”

Wen Qing: “I-I didn’t figure it out!”

Putting those words down, he hurriedly hung up the phone.

Heart beating like a drum.

On the other side, in the bedroom, Song Qiang looked at the darkened mobile phone screen in distress, wondering, “Isn’t it okay in the beginning?”

“How do you get anxious in the end?”

Xu Fengfeng pondered the gentle reaction for a while, Always feel a little weird.

He said suspiciously: “Why do I feel that Wen Qing’s question just now is not for Io, but more like he is consulting about relationship issues.”

“Wen Qing probably won’t have someone he likes, right?”

“Impossible . Well,” Song Qiang scratched his head, “I didn’t see him staying with anyone.”

“Everyone who confessed to him before has refused.”

Song Qiang vowed, “I haven’t heard from him for the past few months. I’ve heard names other than Io.”

Xu Fengfeng narrowed his eyes and said slowly, “Could it be…Wen Qing still doesn’t know the name of the person he likes?”

Song Qiang: “…”

“Click” With a sound, the bedroom door opened.

Io walked into the room and glanced at them: “Who do you like?”

Song Qiang stared at him for a while, then hesitantly said, “That’s right, Wen Qing and I just talked about relationship issues.”

Io After a pause, he asked casually, “Who took the initiative?”

Song Qiang told the truth: “I called him, but he asked me about the relationship first.”

Io lowered his eyelashes and chuckled. one sound.

Song Qiang got goosebumps from his laughter. Io usually looks lazy and can laugh, but not like this.

He couldn’t help but took two steps back: “Why do you laugh, laugh so…”

Io looked up at him and raised his eyebrows: “What?”

Song Qiang thought for a while, and said precisely: “Slutty. ” Laughing

so lewd.”

Io: “…”

Xu Fengfeng looked at him strangely: “What are you laughing at?”

Io walked to the table, pulled out the chair, and said casually, “I’m happy.”

Song Qiang Without thinking much, he continued: “I haven’t finished talking yet, and Wen Qing suddenly talked about love issues.”

“I think it’s because you’re in love, and Xu Fengfeng thinks it’s because Wen Qing has someone he likes.”

“Iou , who do you think is right between us?”

Io turned on the computer and said slowly, “Both of you are right.”

Song Qiang: “???”

Too perfunctory!

Xu Fengfeng: “???”

It seems that something is really wrong.

Io sat in front of the computer, tapped the keyboard, and opened Sikong’s program.

[He represents nature, earth and sky. 】

【He loves human beings, loves animals, loves every life in every small world. ]

[He couldn’t bear to let players from other worlds disappear, so he created a small world and gave them a second chance. ]

EOCHE looks at the other two programs.

Yu Xing is still happily breaking up the young couple.

Ji Yu lives an ordinary life in Vancouver.

are running stably.

“By the way,” Song Qiang leaned to Iou’s side, “Wen Qing didn’t come back today, not yesterday.”

He looked at Iou up and down, looked at his thick hair, and asked, “Iou, who are you? Do you really know fortune-telling or are you blind?”

Io: “Of course.”

Song Qiang asked curiously, “Why do you count?”

Io: “Because I’m smart.”

Song Qiang: “…” After a

moment of silence, He asked awkwardly: “Then can you count for me?”

Io was in a good mood now, nodded and said, “What do you want to count?”

Song Qiang immediately asked: “In my class tomorrow morning, the teacher will call the name. What?”

Io spit out a word: “Yes.”

Song Qiang sighed faintly and patted Xu Fengfeng’s shoulder: “Go to bed, tomorrow morning class.”

After that, he continued to ask Io: “What do you think of me? When will I have a chance to get rich?”

“Does this require a birthday? I’ll ask my mother…”

“I don’t need a birthday,” Io turned his head, glanced at Song Qiang, and said slowly, “I won’t in this life. You are rich and noble, but your life is smooth.”

“If you want to get rich… in the next life.”

Song Qiang: “…”

Io tapped the table with his fingertips, and said lazily, “I will help you get rich in the next life.”

For the sake of that phone call just now.

[End of This Chapter]