After I traveled through the book, I became an NPC in a horror novel

Chapter 221 Real World 2

Such a familiar way of chatting up people.

When Yang Guang heard the voice of the man praying for a child and saw the familiar face of the person in front of him, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. But as he laughed, Yang Guang felt his eyes sore and everything in front of him became blurry.

Cyril looked at the person in front of him, and his heart softened. But after seeing the tears in the person's eyes, Cyril felt as if his heart was being grasped in someone's hand and squeezed hard.

Yang Guang felt a warm hand lifting his chin, then gently rubbing his face and wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"...Hello, my name is Yang Guang."

After taking a deep breath, Yang Guang said this in a calm voice.

It was like meeting an old friend whom I hadn't seen for a long time. His tone was gentle, but if you listened carefully, you could hear traces of longing.

Cyril still looked gentle and kind. After coming to the real world, he still had a mixed-race look. Although his eyes were still blue-green, they were not as bright as in the copy.

It was as if Cyril only wanted Yang Guang to see that pair of beautiful eyes. Now that he had left the copy world, Cyril hid some of his bright spots.

Eyes that are no longer so bright, a face that looks like mixed race...

Although there is a slight difference between him and Cyril in the copy, there is no doubt that Cyril is still very handsome and can attract many people's attention wherever he goes.

Cyril: "Yang Guang? It's a nice name. I think it suits you because you really want sunshine."

As long as I touch you, I can feel the warmth.

Cyril didn't say this, but Yang Guang couldn't ignore the affection in his eyes.

A blush also appeared on Yang Guang's face, and there were still tears in his eyes, but his gaze began to move around, looking up and down, but he didn't dare to look into Cyril's eyes.

“Are you traveling now?”

Cyril withdrew his hand, tilted his head and looked at Yang Guang, waiting quietly for Yang Guang's answer.

After Yang Guang recovered, he cleared his throat, nodded and replied: "Yes... I'm traveling..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cyril asked hastily, "Are you short of people?"

Yang Guang was a little confused, and Cyril continued to ask hurriedly: "Are you in need of someone to accompany you? Someone to travel with you?"

Yang Guang smiled. This guy was still so impatient.

"lack."

Yang Guang looked seriously at the gentle but anxious man in front of him, and said again with certainty: "I need it."

Yang Guang didn't want to travel alone anymore. He felt that he needed a travel companion with whom he could share and talk.

Since this person came to me on his own initiative, I definitely wouldn't refuse.

Yang Guang did not ask Cyril how he came to the real world, nor did he ask him if he remembered everything he and he had experienced.

After actually meeting the person in front of you, none of this matters anymore.

One day Yang Guang will know all these hidden things. Now he doesn't want to waste time thinking and delving into these issues. Now he just wants to enjoy a wonderful holiday life with Cyril.

Thinking of this, Yang Guang's eyes flashed, then he raised his head and hooked his finger at Cyril.

Of course Cyril lowered his head and leaned over obediently. Although there was some malicious light in his wife's eyes, how could Cyril refuse his wife?

He was happy to let his wife smoke.

When Cyril got closer, what he was greeted with was not a prank, but a gentle kiss.

The word kiss landed on the side of Cyril's face, and there was no trace of desire in the kiss, only Yang Guang's feelings.

"Welcome to my journey, Cyril."

Cyril's face began to heat up and his eyes began to wander. Yang Guang propped up his head, admiring Cyril's finally innocent look.

As he looked, Yang Guang's eyes shifted, his peripheral vision glanced outside the window, and then he suddenly turned his head to look out the window.

Several young men and women immediately withdrew their gazes and pretended to be busy, looking at the sky, the ground, and the street lights. Some scratched their heads and some touched their necks. After a while, they dispersed.

Yang Guang: “…”

No... How long had these people been standing outside the window watching Cyril and me?

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With Cyril's company, Yang Guang felt that he suddenly had the motivation to continue this journey.

He is not the kind of person who can entertain himself by digesting happy things silently without sharing them with anyone.

After getting to know Yang Guang, you will find that he actually likes chatting and sharing.

Sometimes he can chatter non-stop like a bird.

Some people might find it annoying, but Cyril never felt that way. He liked Yang Guang being around him, spinning around and telling him what he saw and heard.

Cyril likes everything about Yang Guang, and also likes everything that Yang Guang shares with him.

Therefore, Cyril would never interrupt Yang Guang when he was talking enthusiastically. Instead, he would follow Yang Guang closely with his affectionate eyes, and then remember Yang Guang's every frown and smile deeply in his mind.

Thinking of this, Cyril's eyes darkened.

In the past, because of the copy, he did not preserve the memories of himself and Yang Guang properly, which made Yang Guang sad when he was in the copy.

Now that his memory has finally been restored, he will never forget Yang Guang again, nor will he let Yang Guang suffer any grievances again.

Damn the system.

The main system that was working overtime flickered, just like a human sneezing.

Main system:?

Yang Guang obviously guessed that Cyril had recovered his memory. Although the two of them basically did not cook for themselves during the rest of the journey, Yang Guang still felt that the man next to him was familiar with everything about him.

What do you like to eat, what do you like to use, and what attractions will you be interested in when you arrive in a new city...

The man seemed to have foresight and made it easy for Yang Guang to have a perfect and unforgettable trip.

"How do you know me so well?"

Yang Guang looked at the endless grassland, feeling the wind and asking this question with a smile.

The grassland is really vast. Yang Guang and Cyril came at the right time. The weather was neither too cold nor too hot. After they drove here, the photos Yang Guang took casually can be used as wallpaper.

While Yang Guang was waiting for Cyril's answer, his hands were not idle. He deleted some blurry pictures and kept the landscape photos that he liked very much.

Cyril looked at Yang Guang's profile and said softly, "We have been through so much together. No matter how much we don't understand each other, we will eventually understand each other."

Yang Guang's hand paused.

Guessing it himself and hearing Cyril say it in person were two completely different feelings. In any case, when Cyril confessed to him in person, Yang Guang felt his eyes sore.

Yang Guang pursed his lips, raised his phone, turned on the front camera, and pointed it at himself and Cyril.

"Let's take a photo together."

This way, when you are not around, I can use photos to ease my longing for you.

Cyril tilted his head towards Yang Guang, and the two of them leaned against each other with their heads against each other.

It was not until the moment Yang Guang pressed the shutter that Cyril's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"I will never forget you, nor will I leave you here again."

"my darling."