Soft Beauty After Entering the Horror Game

In this way, the bus ignited a raging fire in front of Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang desperately wanted to get rid of Fu Siming's restraint. He kicked back and bit Fu Siming's wrist with his teeth, but he just watched the bus burn more and more desperately.

The fire blocked his vision, and he couldn't see what was going on inside. Gu Ensheng's figure gradually disappeared into the fire. When the flames came towards Gu Ensheng, he smiled at Yan Shuang.

Those desperate screams were trapped in the car and couldn't get out.

Yan Shuang saw the little girl with twin ponytails beating on the window desperately, but in the end she was engulfed in flames in despair.

Qin Qiaoyin picked up the safety hammer and tried to smash the window, but Fang Jinhuan dragged her back by her hair.

This time he seemed to have lost those inhuman characteristics, he couldn't ignore the force behind Fang Jinhuan, and was dragged into the fire with Fang Jinhuan.

……

When the flames of the bus were slowly extinguished, the bus was also crumbling, and the iron frame would collapse at any time, but inside, the scorched corpse that should have existed disappeared.

Fu Siming let go of his hand.

Yan Shuang didn't even bother to question Fu Siming, he staggered to the front of the pile of scrap iron.

When the wind blew over, his face felt a little cool, Yan Shuang stretched out his hand, his face was wet, and at some point his face was full of tears.

"You're not home? I was going to take you to the amusement park!"

"Hey, I have an appointment with some people in the class, don't be angry!"

"Run! Run!"

"Smash the window!"

……

"Yan Shuang! What's wrong with you! Talk!"

"Gu, Gu Ensheng, the bus was hit! It's on fire!"

……

"Yan Shuang! Yan Shuang!"

Yan Shuang accidentally pressed the hang up button.

"What's going on? The window can't be smashed?!"

"Driver, please open the back door!"

"I'm going to fuck you, drive quickly!"

"The driver is dead!"

"Where's the safety hammer?"

"Premeditated! Premeditated murder!"

"Mom! Mom! Mom..."

Yan Shuang looked at the window that couldn't be smashed no matter how hard it was smashed, the fire waves surging behind her, and the crowd that kept pushing towards the window.

Open the SMS bar.

It was an inescapable death from which no one could save them.

Yan Shuang: Live well...

The person behind him knocked down his cell phone, and before he could pick it up, it was engulfed in flames, and the text message was never sent.

He was dead long ago, three years ago.

Yan Shuang's eyes were a little confused.

"Are you okay?" Fu Siming did not know when he came to his side and squatted down.

"Slap!" Yan Shuang slapped him hard.

"Why! It's me! Why are you pretending to be Gu Ensheng! Why did you let him die!"

Fu Siming had never seen Yan Shuang like this before, he was hysterical, he was always gentle and cowardly.

Fu Siming lowered his head and smiled, "It's not me, he came to me to make a deal."

Yan Shuang sat on the ground, tears dripping down the back of her hands.

"The living cannot enter this world, only the dead... Oh, no, there is also a dying vegetable like you."

Fu Siming watched Yan Shuang's wide-eyed eyes happily, and continued, "Dead people can't leave this world, they have to repeat the process of death, or go to reincarnation. But vegetative people can, if you can get out of this world without external force. Remember why you came into this world, and you will leave this world, wake up in reality, and forget everything here."

Then he said with sarcasm in his eyes, "It's a pity, you didn't, you spent three years here in a daze, let alone sober, you didn't even have consciousness."

Yan Shuang trembled, "Then you..."

"We are dead, of course the dead are all souls entering the world of the dead, but you are not."

Fu Siming sat down at once, then stretched his legs, "And your vital signs are already very weak, if you don't wake up, you will really die."

He paused, "So, Gu Ensheng came to me."

"How is it possible!" Yan Shuang wanted to leave here.

"Tsk, keep listening." Fu Siming held Yan Shuang back.

"The price he paid was not small. You must know that if we keep you here forever, those who participated in this matter can be exempted from punishment three times." Fu Siming stretched out three fingers, "That's three times without experiencing death reward!"

Yan Shuang suddenly thought of the ghosts who frequently misled him. So, is the temptation so strong?

"So only I agreed, because I counted suicide."

"you are not……"

"I was able to escape at that time. I turned the steering wheel and let the car go towards the cliff. It wasn't a mountain torrent, but I fell off the cliff and died." When Fu Siming talked about his death, his tone was normal, "So I don't care about these three times. Chance."

"Why did he contact you?" Yan Shuang rubbed her fingers on the ground, letting him bleed.

"Didn't I tell you? The living can't enter the world of the dead casually, unless they entrust their souls to the dead!"

Yan Shuang couldn't speak, his lips moved several times, but they closed again.

"I'm the so-called sub-personality. His amnesia and other conditions are the price of merging with ghosts." Fu Siming seemed to know what he was thinking.

"And if I succeed, I will get a lot of offerings. No one will go to my grave over there, so this is very tempting to me."

Yan Shuang bit her lower lip, "Then why are you still misleading me!"

"Yan Shuang, ghosts are different from people. Do you know the origin of the nonsense stories? I promise him that he doesn't have to do it. Although exempting me from three death experiences is not very tempting to me, I am not completely unmoved. You You have to thank me, otherwise you and Gu Ensheng would have been killed by Qin Qiaoyin long ago." Fu Siming did not know when he took out a coin from his sleeve and tossed it in the air at will.

With a hint of expectation, Yan Shuang asked the last question, "Then... Gu Ensheng stimulated me to think of all this, did he go back?"

"Crack." The coin fell to the ground.

"Yan Shuang, everything has a price. You are already doomed not to live in reality, so you have to pay the price to keep you alive. It's just a life for another life." Fu Siming looked at Yan Shuang's eyes that suddenly darkened, " This is the reason why he didn't know that he committed suicide directly, he had to reincarnate his soul, and the deceased would lose his most obsessed memory."

Then he continued in a voice that Yan Shuang couldn't hear, "The one you forgot the most in those three years was Gu Ensheng, so I want to try..."

His figure gradually faded in front of Yan Shuang, "Congratulations, you are back under the sun."

Fu Siming still had some bad thoughts, but he didn't tell Yan Shuang that Gu Ensheng would not dissipate.

He suffered on Gu Ensheng's behalf.

Let Yan Shuang panic for a while.