I won by laying my fiance [Unlimited]

The normal dungeon comes out in four days, and the outside is just a nap, and you can kill it by doing something casually.

The advanced dungeon this time was obviously different from the previous ones. Ji Heng and the others went back to the hospital after exiting the dungeon entrance, and the hospital was no longer as orderly as before, and one could feel what happened at a glance.

what happened?

Seeing Ji Heng and the others come back, Minglang's eyes almost fell out.He ran down when he saw someone from upstairs, not to mention how flimsy his steps were, and he fell in front of Chen Zhiwang again.

Chen Zhiwang only felt that he was frizzy, "Why is this, it's not a festival or a birthday, give me such a big gift."

Minglang: "Brother, brother, brother." He rubbed his eyes again, and took a good look at the group of people several times, "You guys are not dead!"

Chen Zhiwang raised his eyebrows, "How can you talk!"

The corner of Ji Heng's mouth twitched to laugh, and he really wanted to say: the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

As soon as Xu Changpei entered the door, he learned something about the situation, walked over and explained to them, it turned out that it took them more than a whole day to enter the dungeon this time.

When he saw Chen Zhihuaneng and Xu Changpei talking calmly, Qingming was even more:? ? ?So is it a hallucination or a dream?

But after listening to Minglang, I understood where the various changes in the hospital came from. During this day, everyone thought they were over in the dungeon, and all of a sudden there was no leader in the group, which made people panic. Now it is different, they When they came back, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that everyone is pitiful, Ji Heng made some more delicious food to appease everyone at night. He was so bright and happy, and even hugged Ji Heng's neck affectionately, saying that he would go down with them next time. Ben, it doesn't matter if you live or die, just stop playing with your heartbeat like this.

Xiong Mengmeng looked at his hand on his shoulder, and couldn't help shrinking her neck.

Chen Zhiwang was different, he never moved his mouth when he was able to do it, he just slapped Minglang down, Qinglang held the back of his red hand, expressing his grievance, why did he hit me as soon as he came back? ? ?

Chen Zhiwang said in a very profound way: "This is not someone you can hug if you say so. This time I just hit you, next time you will hum... It is best not to let the dean see it. In the future, when the dean is around, You need to stay away from Ji Heng."

Mingming looked up: "Why?"

Chen Zhiwang: "This is the principal's wife."

Ji Heng just took a sip of water and choked on it. Ming Lang suddenly turned his head to look at the object of his admiration, and this time it was even worse. He consciously stayed several meters away from him, and made a gesture of cupping his hands, "Classmate Xiao Ji, you It’s true, if it doesn’t sing, it’s already a blockbuster, and even our dean’s high-mountain flower can be broken off.”

Chen Zhiwang: "...he was the one who was broken."

Minglang: "Exciting!!! Disrespect, disrespect!!"

Ji Heng wiped his mouth silently, and smiled wryly, "Actually...he's just a fiancé."

"Is it just?!" Ming Lang's voice became louder, "If you need it, we can arrange the bridal chamber for you tonight. Let's have a wedding tomorrow, okay?"

Ji Heng shook his head, unable to bear the sudden rise in treatment, he used the excuse of going to the shed to have a look, so he had a chance to breathe.

The fruit trees he planted before are now dense and shady, and the largest tree trunk is so thick that he can't even wrap his hands around it. Ji Heng picked some more seeds and planted them. He looked down at his wrist, and the number on it now became "" 19", it seems that it is really a countdown.

Almost everyone in the hospital had rested. Ji Heng went upstairs, only the sound of his own footsteps echoed in the corridor. I couldn't help shaking my head and sighing, this person, from the first time Ji Heng saw him, or from the time he saw news about him in the video or on the website, he knew that this was a man who was destined to be extraordinary.

Ji Heng pushed open the room and went in, locked the door, and when he changed his clothes, he habitually reached out to touch Fu Pinglan's pocket, which actually allowed him to touch the letter.

Ji Heng pursed his lips lightly. He just felt that this person was inexplicably obsessed with the letter. He didn't send it face to face, but insisted on sending ten letters. Is this also a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder?

After reading the contents of this letter, Ji Heng smiled. This time it really has nothing to do with a love letter. It looks more like a resume. It lists all the achievements from birth to the present, probably Knowing that the space is limited, he also wrote at the end: There are many too small achievements, some of which I don’t remember, if you still want to know, just ask, I will tell you when I think about it.

These words seem to have a kind of magical power, changing back and forth in Ji Heng's mind, they jump and recombine to become new content, but Ji Heng can judge the changes very quickly.

This dream was a bit tiring, until someone patted his back lightly, as if Ji Heng had finally found the answer he wanted, he finally settled down and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, the light in the room was tightly blocked by the curtains, but Ji Heng could feel the weight of an extra arm on his body, and the owner of this arm was still asleep, breathing lightly on Ji Heng's chest. on the nape of the neck.

Ji Heng: "..."

I have no idea when it came...

The number on his wrist changed to "11". Ji Heng only glanced at it, and lay motionless on the bed, wanting Fu Pinglan to sleep a little longer, but he was more tired than working like this. Unknowingly accelerated.

Until Fu Pinglan's "morning" broke the tranquility, Ji Heng was relieved.

Fu Pinglan made a sound, but he was not in a hurry to get up, let alone move his arm away from Ji Heng's body, and even reached out to touch Ji Heng's hair lightly, "I'm used to it, but it's actually quite pretty. of."

Ji Heng looked back at him, only to realize that the distance between the two was very close, and he suddenly forgot what he wanted to say, opened his mouth for a long time, and popped out: "You came in through the window last night?"

"Yes." Fu Pinglan said confidently, "You locked the door."

Why do you still blame me?Ji Heng couldn't help laughing, "Then you didn't tell me that you would come back to live at night..."

Fu Pinglan also laughed and said, "Isn't this preventing Rui Meng from becoming black? The boss of the second copy is gone, so why don't I come back when I'm sleeping outside?"

Ji Heng thought about it for a reason. Not long after they finished the dungeon, the system refreshed the information that the second dungeon was closed, but Ji Heng didn't read it together with this matter at the time.

Fu Pinglan continued: "After I gave you the love letter last night, I went to discuss with Chen Zhiwang and Xu Changpei about the third dungeon. At present, we know that there are 15 people in the third dungeon, and there are nine people in the hospital. , I still need to make some preparations for copy [-], I plan to go to the library during the day to look for some historical materials of the Central European century."

Ji Heng thought for a while, "Then I will go with you."

"Together?" Fu Pinglan was thinking about something, "Then your speed may not be fast enough. I can be fast and keep it for a long time."

Ji Heng: "..." Crooked demon demon spirit, I suspect someone is driving fast!

After eating and packing up his things, Ji Heng glanced at the pocket where Fu Pinglan used to put his letters when he was picking up his clothes.

Fu Pinglan usually comes over at night to post a letter like this, so Ji Heng received one yesterday, and with others in front of him, he never expected to see that there were more than one letter in it, Ji Heng counted it Next, plus the ones I received before, plus today's few letters, exactly ten letters.

Then before Ji Heng could ask, Fu Pinglan himself admitted, "It's too long for me to write the next ten letters like this." Fu Pinglan said, "Ji Heng, I might be a little anxious, if you have any If you feel unwell, please remember to tell me directly.”

Ji Heng met his gaze, and looked at him quietly, "Since we have no experience, let's let nature take its course."

"But why do you insist on ten letters?" Ji Heng asked strangely.

"I hope you get to know me better. I am not the omnipotent me in the eyes of outsiders, but the me who will hurt the spring and autumn, hurt and sad, have bad emotions, and be unsure... I am afraid that you will misunderstand me. , but I'm not perfect, at least with you, I don't have much confidence."

Ji Heng asked in a daze: "...how could it be?" No matter what kind of him he was, Ji Heng couldn't take his eyes off him.

"Remember what I said in the dungeon that children are the shadows of their parents?" Fu Pinglan glanced at Ji Heng before continuing: "My parents' marriage began with love at first sight, and it was ruined by love at first sight, because love faded away. After that, there was only resentment between each other, and it was a pity to eat and discard it. It was not until my father was terminally ill that he told my mother and me before he died. That was the first time I saw my mother's gaffe. Knowing that he is sick, I will let him go earlier and let him have a good love."

"I don't think I'm a perfect person. If you see clearly earlier, I will be more at ease."

Ji Heng listened carefully to what he said, "Since you are so honest, I have to reveal one thing to you, that is, in the beginning of my friendship with you, there was actually a little bit of impurity in my heart, then... "Ji Heng pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind, "I was a little short of money, but fortunately you helped me, and that was the beginning of our story."

"Actually, I know." Fu Pinglan also said frankly, "Your uncle communicated with me in advance, and wanted us to interact more."

Ji Heng: "????" So I've been sold long ago?

"Don't you wonder why I sent you a letter in the hospital? Ji Heng, don't think of me too kindly. Our story, to be precise, started when you came back to the hospital to find me. If you don't come... The story is another script." Fu Pinglan leaned against the window, "However, I am really happy that you came to find me, Ji Heng."