Chapter 86:

Chapter 86
Mo Yi opened the faucet, and the cold water splashed and fell on the smooth porcelain white wash basin. The splashing crystal water drops were the broken reflection of the light above his head. He put his palm into the water flow, and the cold water column was running along his fingers. The knot slipped between the fingers with a slight pain with a little impact.
The water flow slowly became warm and then became hot again.
The white mist slowly rose from the pool, and the back of the pale hands and fingertips were slightly reddish with hot water.
Mo Yi lifted the water to wash his face, and the slightly hot water temperature awakened every inch of skin on his face, slowly spreading deep into the skin along the area where his fingertips touched his face.
Even if detached from the copy, the kind of cold that leaked from the gaps in the bones due to blood loss has not disappeared, as if the inside of the body was filled with the whispering cold wind, and the exhaustion and spread out from the soul Cold.
Near death experience.
He has enough patience to keep him from showing the slightest difference in front of others, even if his cold fingertips are shaking.
Mo Yi took the towel hanging beside the sink and wiped his face, feeling that his peripheral nerves were slightly warmer and awake due to the hot water, and he took a long breath and took off his coat.
The warm water vapor condensed into tiny droplets on his skin, shining brightly under the light.
Mo Yi's gaze flickered, and he stayed somewhere in the mirror-the silk ribbon as a novice gift bag still wrapped around his wrist.
He lowered his head and untied the ribbon from his wrist.
The running cloth brought the warmth of his body, slipped from his fingers, and it was easy to untie.
When Mo Yi was about to put it on the washstand aside, he couldn't help it.
The silver-white cloth was stained with blood as he moved, it seemed to be the sudden blood on the gentle snow, and it seemed to be a red fish tumbling between the white waves.
He snapped: It stands to reason that the blood in the copy will not be left on the player's clothing.
Mo Yi unfolded the long ribbon, and saw that the shiny silver-white surface was permeated with a few bright red threads. From one end to the other, the entire ribbon was permeated, which looked exceptionally beautiful.
He counted three red threads.
-And he happened to have three copies.
Mo Yi froze her pale lips, and her bloodless face was steamed out by the heat to give out a trace of unhealthy redness, and her dark black eyes were bright and moist with water vapor.
interesting.
He hooked his lip, placed the ribbon on the washstand, then raised his leg into the bathroom and opened the shower.
The turbulent and warm water fell from the top of his head, stained his cold skin with a bit of warmth, and dispelled the stickiness from sweat.
Mo Yi opened the door of the bathroom, and the warm water vapor dissipated along the opened door with a faint shampoo fragrance. The wet black hair was attached to the cheek, and a series of drops of water dripped down.
He looked up at his bed.
I saw that the fog was still sitting there, the expressions of the aggression were very expressionless, the eyelids were slightly down, and the long, pale fingers were drawing on the bright screen.
The naive snake sounds seem awful in the empty room.
Mo Yi cried and laughed for a while, but he didn't expect that the other party would really play the greedy snake and wait for him to finish the bath.
It seemed to be aware of the movement in the bathroom doorway, and the mist lifted his head to look at him, his fingers stopped moving, and the sound of the snake biting his tail sounded-GAMEOVER.
Mo Yi suddenly got interested. He put a towel on his head, wiped his dripping hair at will, and walked to the misty side, and pulled out his cell phone from the other's hand.
He raised his chin: "Go a little over there."
The mist stunned and moved subconsciously to the bed.
Mo Yi sat down next to the mist, his fingers warmed by the water vapor held the cold metal case of the mobile phone, and his slender fingers clicked on the screen to reopen a snake.
The pale fingertips are slightly moist, and they are pale pink because of the shower just now. They jump on the screen of the mobile phone flexibly, and the response speed is surprisingly fast.
The misty gray eyes were dark in color and looked at him intently.
I saw Mo Yi's head hung low, and the moist black hair was wet on the white side face with tight lips and dark black eyes staring intently at the small screen in one hand with deep pupils. Light and shadow flicker everywhere.
He had a warm and humid scent just after taking a shower, mixed with the light aroma of shampoo, smelled like grass in the forest after rain, and was steamed by the warm water to give off an intoxicating taste.
The mist flickered in his eyes, getting closer without any trace.
The shallow heat came from the limbs that the two inadvertently approached, and Mo Yiqing's regular breathing could be heard by his ears, and the fine golden hair on his side face could be seen in the morning light.
There was a slight smile in the misty eyes, and he lowered his head and stared intently at the flashing screen in Mo Yi's hand.
The silent room was filled with monotonous game sound effects, which sounded rather funny.
Two normal-sized adults squeezed into a bed and stared intently at the black and white greedy snake interface on the screen. One was watching and the other was playing. It was childish.
Mo Yi's finger was finally stroked a few times on the screen. The black and white pixel picture on the screen was filled with a long greedy snake and finally filled the entire game frame. Then the game interface flashed and the cheerful notes jumped. come out:
YOUWIN!
Mo Yi raised her corner of her lips to reveal a smile, and raised her hand to give the mist a look at the screen in her hand.
The dark eyes were lightened by simple joy, and looked almost childish.
He threw the phone that was covered by his heat back into the mist, then stood up, moved his stiff shoulder, and said:
"This kind of pixel-style game is still more comfortable to play on that old clamshell phone, but unfortunately now that phone and this game are gone."
Moyton paused and explained:
"My greedy snake in my phone was imported and programmed by myself. Although it is difficult to play on the touch screen interface, it is still easy to get used to."
Mo Yi stooped down and picked up the wet towel that he had thrown at random on the bed. The wrinkled and soft bed was smudged with a small piece of dark water by the wet towel, and he frowned slightly.
He seemed to remember something, looking up at the mist: "Do you want it? Mobile phone?"
Mo Yi thought about it and added: "Don't worry about money."
As a top-level former hacker in the world, in his eyes, money is just a series of meaningless numbers in a bank card. He doesn't even need to take a shot. The money he made before retiring is enough for him to splurge for many lives.
It's just that he doesn't have much material desire, so he hasn't used it much in recent years.
Before the fog answered, Mo Yi shook his head and said:
"The kind on the market is too restrictive and not safe. I'll go and customize one for you."
A depressing smile flashed in the misty eyes. He stood up, took the wet towel from Mo Yi's hand, and his slender fingers moved slightly. The water vapor immediately came out of it, and the surface of the towel became dry again. soft.
He put that dry towel on Moi's semi-moist head, and his motion naturally wiped his hair:
"Same as yours?"
Mo Yi was stunned by the towel that was suddenly thrown on his head, and leaned back subconsciously, avoiding the palm of the mist.
"Yes ... it is possible."
The misty and cold features were slightly soft, and the light gray eyes narrowed with satisfaction:
"That's good."
Mo Yi subconsciously held down the towel on his head, wiped his half-dry hair with his hands, and then took the dry towel off his head, twisting it with his fingers strangely. Fluffy fluff above:
"Can you dry it?"
The mist nodded.
There was a hint of interest in Mo Yi's face, and he looked up at the mist and asked with interest:
"Apart from this, what else can you do in the real world?"
The other person shook his head and calmly replied, "No, I don't have enough power in the real world, and maintaining the appearance of the entity is already a challenge."
Mo Yi unfortunately touched the towel half-dried under the finger, and did not continue to ask about this topic, but just arbitrarily put it on his shoulder, and then asked as he walked outward:
"Do you need anything to eat now?"
Behind him came a magnetic voice with a metallic feel: "No."
Mo Yi's pace walking outward suddenly stopped, he seemed to remember something, turned to look at the mist still standing by the bed, and frowned slowly:
"Since we are bound for a long time to come, what shall I call you after that?"
He remembers that when the last copy just started, he had asked the name of the mist, and his answer at the time was:
[I don't have a name. 】
The mist was facing away from the window sunlight, and the edge of the long, straight figure was slightly blurred in the light. He laughed lowly and replied:
"Anyway."
Mo Yi frowned, pretending to ask unintentionally:
"I remember in the first copy, the hint to you in the game was an unknown fog, but ... shouldn't you be the alien in Cthulhu myth?"
The mist nodded.
Mo Yi breathed a little sigh of relief, letting his heart lifted a little since the first copy—based on his knowledge of the old gods and old rulers in Cthulhu mythology If it is the fog of no name, he should worry about the fate of the entire human race.
He originally wanted to continue to follow this topic, but found that he couldn't continue to speak after speaking.
-This game is preventing him from continuing to explore.
Mo Yi's eyebrows were slightly dimmed, but after all he had solved a long-worried hidden danger, so he was still in a good mood.
He quickly adjusted his mentality and re-opened the topic:
"So ... maybe you can think of a name yourself?"
The fog was still a calm and indifferent expression, but a pair of light gray eyes stared intently at Mo Yi, with a light smile, he said lightly:
"Alternatively, you can get me one."
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