Chapter 2 So beautiful

The teenager on the screen reacted very slowly, seeming a bit dazed.

After the knocking sound rang out twice, he hesitated before slowly getting up from the chair, his movements appearing somewhat weak.

The teenager looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. He wore a crumpled yellow T-shirt, which looked a bit loose on him due to his slender frame. Below, he wore a loose gray pajama pants, making him appear even more slender and petite.

As if one hand could easily lift him up.

At this moment, as the teenager turned his head to look at the door behind him, his slightly long hair scattered, allowing the audience to see his entire face clearly.

The teenager's appearance was exquisitely beautiful, with slightly upturned phoenix eyes and features as if meticulously drawn by the heavens. Originally, his appearance was cold and ethereal, but the beauty mark at the corner of his left eye added a touch of glamour and charm, making him exceptionally beautiful.

It was like a Mandala flower blooming on the road to death, enticing people to willingly plunge into the abyss.

The teenager stood up and eagerly tried to walk towards the door, seeming to want to open it.

However, as soon as he raised his foot, he didn't notice what was in front of him and ended up bumping into the edge of the chair directly.

The chair wasn't soft like a sofa, but rather made of wood with sharp corners.

After the bump, the teenager let out a muffled grunt, tears instantly welled up in his beautiful eyes, the corners of his eyes slightly reddening, as he slowly crouched down, clutching his knee.

He looked pitiful.

Yet, the teenager still stubbornly held back his tears, refusing to let them fall, making people feel even more sorry for him.

...And also making certain individuals harbor some unspeakable secret thoughts, wanting to make the teenager cry even more miserably.

Ruan Qing suppressed the inexplicable physiological reaction in his body, coldly speaking in his mind, What's going on?

The system answered very succinctly, Character setting.

Only then did Ruan Qing remember that he still needed to play the NPC, and that the NPC in this scenario was supposed to be a gloomy and delicate person.

So delicate that he couldn't even bear the slightest grievance, let alone bumping his knee.

Ruan Qing pursed his pale pink lips, slowly rolling up his baggy pant leg.

His fair and slender calves looked delicate under the light, the slightly rounded knees turning slightly red, not from a heavy bump, and not even breaking the skin.

But the redness looked terrifying against the fair, almost translucent skin, probably turning into bruises in a while.

Ruan Qing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes, tinged with redness, filled with tears once again.

Damn it, the pain stimulus made him unable to control his tears even more.

Ruan Qing bit his lip, and after a while, he trembled slightly and blew on his knee while softly saying, his voice carrying a hint of crying and grievance.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

It was as if, because no one cared about him, getting hurt was just him consoling himself.

In fact, Ruan Qing wasn't comforting himself, he was only comforting this broken body.

This NPC setting was to comfort oneself when wronged, otherwise the tears would flow uncontrollably. Ruan Qing felt much better after comforting himself like this.

At least the tears didn't want to flow as much.

A big man should bleed, not cry.

If his strength weren't temporarily insufficient to destroy this inexplicable game, Ruan Qing really wanted to burn everything down.

And the viewers in the live stream room, seeing this scene, once again fell into a pause.

[What should we do? I feel like I can't resist it anymore. He's really cute, how can there be such a cute person?]

[I also... I even think it's justifiable for him to insult someone, because compared to him, aren't we all ugly?]

[No matter how cute he is, it's not right to insult people casually! The person he insulted must be so miserable, so he should apologize before I forgive him!]

[You guys calm down a bit! Do you have the right to forgive on behalf of the victim? Think carefully, if he insulted you, would you still think he's cute?]

[Yeah, think carefully. If he stepped on my chest and insulted me for being ugly, hmm? Hmm hmm? Hmm hmm hmm?? Just that T-shirt of his seems a bit big, if he stepped on me, would I be able to see anything?]

[??!! If you're going to say that, I'm sorry, but let's start with a hard one.]

[...Don't make wild speculations about the front. No matter how cute he is, it's useless, he's about to be gone.]

[Wuwuwu, no, don't!]

Perhaps because they didn't get a response, the knocking on the door became even louder, even accompanied by the sound of kicking.

But fortunately, although the interior of the room was very dilapidated, the door was one of those sturdy anti-theft iron doors, which wouldn't be easily kicked open by someone.

The person outside couldn't come in for the time being.

But it was only temporary.

If just a metal door could stop the assailant, then this game scenario would be too simple.

This NPC's setting includes social anxiety disorder, so he basically never goes out, and the door is usually locked.

However, today is the day when Auntie downstairs brings steamed buns, so the door is not locked as usual.

Being selected by the horror live broadcast and not locking the door is definitely not a wise choice.

Ruan Qing stood up and slowly approached the door, not because he didn't want to be fast, but because he had no strength in his body at all.

Just as he was about to lock the door, there was a click, and the doorknob suddenly turned.

This sudden change made Ruan Qing widen his eyes slightly.

The person outside the door had the key to his room!

There was no time to lock it!

After realizing this, Ruan Qing immediately wanted to move away.

However, the person outside the door moved faster. After turning the doorknob, they directly kicked the door.

This time, the door was kicked open, and Ruan Qing, standing behind the door, was pushed back by the force of the door and fell to the ground.

"Ugh..." The pain, several times stronger than when he bumped into the chair just now, rushed into Ruan Qing's brain, and tears uncontrollably flowed from his eyes.

This body indeed just drags him down.

It's not that Ruan Qing's reaction wasn't fast enough, but this delicate body seemed to have not moved for a long time, and was also in a state of long-term hunger, unable to instantly dodge.

After the door was kicked open, the person knocking finally appeared.

It was a handsome man in casual black clothes.

The man rudely threw something in his hand next to the person lying on the ground, looking down at the person on the ground. "Dead? Not dead yet? It's disgusting. I shouldn't have rented the house to you in the first place. It's like a stinky drain every day..."

The man's mocking words were interrupted halfway as his voice abruptly stopped.

The teenager on the ground trembled slightly, and the T-shirt, which was already a bit loose, turned over a bit due to falling on the ground, revealing large patches of fair skin and a slender waist that could be grasped.

The man's gaze froze as he looked at this scene, his mocking words instantly stuck in his throat, standing blankly in place.

The man's vision was as sharp as ever. Although the distance between the two wasn't close, he could even clearly see the corners of the teenager's eyes turning red due to intense pain, the teenager's eyes moist with tears, and his long eyelashes trembling like wings with tear drops.

When the teenager's misty eyes swept over, it was as if they could hook people.

The man's gaze involuntarily fell on the teenager's eyes, tinged with a blush, and at this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.

So beautiful...

Ruan Qing didn't care about anything else. After falling to the ground, he was overwhelmed by the tears stimulated by the pain, and his brain almost stopped thinking.

He curled up on the ground, unconsciously whimpering a few times before gradually recovering from the pain. Only then did he remember his current situation.

He quickly raised his head to look towards the door, only to meet the somewhat obscure gaze of the man at the door.