[MTL, BL] Run With The Ball in an Escape Game (Unlimited Streaming)

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Jing Huan couldn't remember how many times he had woken up from a coma in a drowsy state, and the signs of regaining consciousness were almost pushed back by various discomforts.

Struggling to wake up and open my eyes, I realize that I may have missed a lot again, and the world has changed.

He sat up from the sofa with difficulty, first reaching out to touch his lower abdomen.

The start is a warm arc, Mengmeng is probably tired, and quietly curled up into a ball without moving. Jing Huan's heart skipped a beat and hurriedly felt it again, and was relieved to find that she was only asleep.

He let go of his vigilance and carefully observed the surroundings, the familiar room, the familiar furniture, this was his and Ying Mutian's home, and every detail was exactly the same as in his memory.

The house was quiet, as if no one was there but him.

He called out, "Ying Mutian?"

After speaking, there was a noise in the kitchen, and Ying Mutian came out, wearing an apron and holding chopsticks in his hand.

"Huan Huan, you called me?"

Jing Huan immediately asked, "What's going on?"

Ying Mutian replied, "I don't know the specifics, but we definitely didn't come back, but were sent to the next level. Tsk. He was very upset and continued: "

I spent some strength to stabilize your physical condition, which made you a little weak, otherwise why would you be stuffed like this. Huanhuan, how are you? How is your health?"

Jing Huan Answer: "It's stabilized, it's fine for the time being. What are you doing?"

Ying Mutian raised his chopsticks and said proudly, "I'll prepare a sumptuous dinner for you, wait a while, and it'll be all right." After

speaking, he got into the Continue to work in the kitchen.

Jing Huan leaned against the door frame of the kitchen and looked at him, with a vague sense of familiarity and happiness returning to the past.

After staring for a while, he asked, "Are there any hints about this? How did you get in?"

Ying Mutian replied, "When we first entered, we actually appeared at a bus stop, which is the closest to our house. The one. You were in a coma, so I took you home. There are not many hints for this level, but there is a copy name, called the depths of memory."

Jing Huan pondered: "Memory..."

Ying Mutian said: "Yes , we may be in your memory."

Jing Huan asked: "How can you be completely sure that it is in my memory? Not yours?"

Ying Mutian replied: "After all, I have never taken a bus.

He showed an expression of disgust: "The iron sheet that is crowded with people is full of stench." While

speaking, he had already finished cooking. The noodles are put into the bowl smoothly, and two poached eggs fried into a heart are placed, and a bowl of reassuring egg noodles is completed.

Jing Huan sat at the dining table and smelled the noodles, which was a familiar smell.

Ying Mutian said with a smile: "Hurry up and eat fast, it's been a while since I haven't done it for a long time, but I promise that the taste will never get worse."

Jing Huan took a small sip and commented, "It's not bad."

Ying Mutian was immediately happy . He was about to wag his tail: "Yes, I said it must be delicious. Eat it quickly, let's have a good rest. It seems that it is relatively safe here, and I will wake you up immediately if something happens."