This villain, please exercise some restraint.

real world.

It was autumn, and more than half a year had passed since An Xu left that bizarre and terrifying game world. Even now, when he thinks about it, he still feels as if those terrible things happened just yesterday.

The body is occupied, the self is controlled, and all actions and everything else are no longer under one's own control.

A slightly chilly breeze blew by, and deep red maple leaves slowly drifted down, landing on An Xu's shoulder before settling onto the steps.

An Xu sat on a quiet, deserted set of steps. This was his hometown, far removed from the hustle and bustle of big cities. Perhaps only in this secluded place could he find some solace for his anxious heart.

The boy sat there quietly, his eyes vacant, staring ahead. No, perhaps he wasn't even looking ahead, because the scene before him was nothing more than a blurry mosaic in his view.

Today... he wasn't wearing his glasses.

No, it's probably been a long time since I last wore it. I don't even know when it was last time.

Another maple leaf falls.

Someone appeared behind him and gently brushed the maple leaf off his shoulder.

"You came."

Without turning around, An Xu slightly curled her lips and gave a polite smile subconsciously.

"If you don't want to laugh, then you don't have to."

Behind me was a familiar voice. In this somewhat isolated place, there was usually only one person who could find me.

Therefore, An Xu knew who he was.

That person told him that many players liked to call him—boss.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about my experiences in the game, so—"

Therefore, as the game organizer, you don't need to be so cautious.

An Xu was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"You know that's not what I meant."

The people behind him broke their silence.

But An Xu has changed; more precisely, his mindset has changed. He no longer has the mindset of a child, no longer empathizes with everyone's feelings, and no longer tries to understand everyone.

At the same time, he no longer wanted to try to be tolerant of anything.

The world wasn't as wonderful as he had imagined, but fortunately, he learned this lesson through many setbacks.

Therefore, he stopped trying to understand everything.

"Then I must apologize, I didn't know."

“I don’t know anything, but one thing I do know is that I must keep my mouth shut to everyone.”

The boss sat down on the steps. To be honest, among the so-called three main characters, An Xu was the one he thought was pretty good.

"You think the reason I came here is because I'm afraid you'll reveal what happened in the game to the public?"

An Xu didn't speak; sometimes silence signifies affirmation.

"I'm not that kind of person."

The boss said.

I don't know you.

An Xu said calmly.

An Xu now seems to have an extra layer of natural defensiveness towards everything.

The boss remained silent. He sat with An Xu for a while longer before finally leaving.

As he left, An Xu turned around and stared thoughtfully at the short figure that was somewhat blurry in his vision.

After a long while, he smiled silently.

He couldn't think of any other reason for the frequent visits if they weren't meant to silence the gossip.

But when he turned around again, he was somewhat horrified to find that the seat where the boss had been sitting had been taken by someone else.

Another person picked up a fallen leaf from the ground and played with it somewhat idly, tearing the maple leaf from his fingertips into pieces one by one, and then throwing the roots on the ground.

One piece, two pieces…

The visitor idly tore up maple leaves, and An Xu watched quietly. Finally, as darkness fell, the visitor stopped.

A soft sigh escaped from the visitor's lips.

It was a familiar voice; he had heard it countless times in the game, but this was the first time he had heard it in real life.

An Xu thought.

Is this some new trick from the game company?

I thought you were going to ask me something.

The white-haired boy raised his face, revealing a remarkably delicate face.

An Xu never imagined that one day he would meet Shi Si in person in the real world.

"I felt guilty for hurting you in the game world before, but now it seems you haven't suffered any real harm."

"Then I have no more guilt about this game."

"I think there will come a day when I will expose the ugliness of this game to the public."

An Xu said earnestly.

The white-haired youth smiled and looked at An Xu, "Whatever you want. If this makes you happy, why not?"

"you……"

An Xu was quite surprised that An Xu did not try to argue as expected.

"But if I told you the truth, that the cause of all this was an existence from outside the world, I wonder if you would think it was just a joke."

"For example, the 'lover' comes from outside the world."

An Xu blinked. In the past six months, he had learned to shut himself off and to question others. He was no longer someone who easily trusted others.

"Why should I trust you? Based on past experience, you are not a trustworthy person."

"Besides, even if I believed you, so what? What are you going to do with me?"

"Given our past experiences, you have hurt me, and I have hurt you. I believe we are even now."

"So, you and that boss, and your game company, stop disturbing my peaceful life."

The white-haired boy stared at the maple leaf in his hand. "Oh? He came looking for you too? You actually think we're in cahoots?"

An Xu smiled.

He found it inexplicably funny.

Is not it?

"Should I call you Shi Si or Jie Zhi? Can you please stop acting? I admit your acting was very good and realistic in the past. I was kept in the dark. I admit defeat. You win. You've won everything, okay?"

The white-haired youth turned around, somewhat surprised, upon hearing An Xu's remarks.

"So I really did have contact with you in the past?"

An Xu fell silent.

He stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of City A.

The white-haired boy looked puzzled.

Bo'ai Hospital.

An Xu calmed himself down and said calmly.

"Oh, Po Oi Hospital."

The white-haired boy imitated him, feigning profundity, "So there's a Bo'ai Hospital there."

"So, do you understand what I mean?"

An Xu slowly turned his head, and the exquisite face of the young man in front of him made him pause for a moment.

Then, remembering the good deeds the person in front of him had done, he lowered his eyes again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the white-haired boy shaking his head.

An Xu suddenly sighed.

He felt that Shi Si in front of him was a little different from the one in the game. To be honest, he seemed a bit... simple-minded.

But then he immediately armed himself with the hardest shell.

"Did you know? Bo'ai Hospital is a very famous psychiatric hospital. If you remember that, and if your game company remembers that, you should deeply realize the crimes you have committed."

"I once thought that a prodigy was forever trapped there because of your game. He was very sensible and suffered a lot. When he should have been heading towards a bright future, it was your game company that ruined him."

"In this series of countless untold crimes, he is a well-known victim, while I am an unknown lucky one."

"I'd really like to ask, what exactly is your game company doing?"

An Xu's suddenly sharp gaze pierced straight into the calm, dark pool, but he was quickly disappointed; he could see no ripples there.

"Ha, after going through all that, sometimes I wonder if you're not even human."

he murmured.

"Forget it, there's no point in telling you all this."

An Xu waved his hand, "Let me give you some advice. Judging from your appearance, you've lost your memory again... Why don't you go to Bo'ai Hospital? Maybe the doctors there can help."

The white-haired boy didn't speak. Under An Xu's gaze, he stood up. The autumn wind blew his white trench coat, but his back remained straight.

"Alright, alright, go get your brain checked."

An Xu never expected that such seemingly malicious words would come out of his mouth.

But then he thought about it again and felt relieved.

Compared to the evils of the game company, what is his little bit of malice?

But the next moment, the white-haired boy turned around and asked, "The victim you mentioned, is he dead?"

An Xu paused, then nodded.

Now that he is also a victim of this game, it's hard for him not to wonder if that privileged young man experienced something similar to what he went through.

A slender hand was extended towards it.

An Xu looked at the white-haired boy, and now it was his turn to be puzzled.

Upon seeing this, the white-haired youth smiled slightly, a pure smile.

"An Xu."

He said, “Come with me, maybe I can let you see him, maybe… he will answer all your questions.”

These words were spoken very softly, yet they immediately made An Xu's breathing become heavy.

He understood that this statement was completely illogical; the dead cannot be brought back to life, but—

The hand in front of him, at this very moment, held a tremendous attraction for him.

"I……"

He felt his heart racing, and even his throat seemed to tighten.

Don't you want to know the truth?

The white-haired boy's words struck at the heart of the matter, seemingly possessing a special magic.

An Xu slowly stood up, a resolute look on his face. Just before the white-haired boy was about to withdraw, he grabbed the cold hand.