Purple Yawu

Lu Fengqian didn't speak to He Ming the whole way back.

One is that I don't know what to say, and the other is that everything that happened just made the atmosphere a little awkward.

However, when approaching the door, He Ming spoke first:

"Are you shy?"

Lu Fengqian: "No."

"It's better not to, if it wasn't for the piece of chocolate given to me by my flat-headed roommate just now, reminding me that I am He Ming, you would really be bleeding to death on the roof right now."

"Thank you."

He Ming looked at him with complicated eyes, as if looking at an old friend.

In fact, he couldn't tell why he wanted to kiss the other party, but at that moment, looking at Lu Fengqian's tearful eyes, he felt so painful, as if something crushed his heart.

"What's wrong?" Lu Fengqian asked.

"You know what I had a nightmare about on the first day?"

Lu Fengqian: "What?"

"I dreamed that you died on the roof, I held you... and cried for a long time."

The other party suddenly didn't know what to say: "Well, it's all fake."

He Ming didn't speak.

After a long time, he responded with a very small voice.

"sorry."

Lu Fengqian didn't hear it.

"Boom."

The door of the dormitory was pushed open suddenly, and Xiao Pingtou looked flustered. The moment he saw Lu Fengqian, tears fell instantly.

The other party pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty:

"Shen Ping is dead."

There was no unnecessary expression on He Ming's face.

It was a long time after the incident that Lu Fengqian realized that Shen Ping was actually the little girl who greeted him that day, and also a very important friend of Xiao Pingtou.

The little girl has been treated for six full years, waiting to be fed medicines of different shapes in the cage every day.

"Normal" is her lifelong lock.

According to Xiaopingtou, Shen Ping's suicide note was very short:

"Wicked people don't reinvent themselves because they get sick,

A good person will not do all kinds of evil because of illness.

I want to be with my sister forever,

Go to a place where there is no bias. "

This society needs different personalities, but they are often painful.

Regardless of whether this is the best choice or not, Lu Fengqian has no time to feel sorry for the little girl.

Because the judgment time is coming.

Two minutes later, in the hall, the players heard the familiar voice of the system:

"The third room: Jingshan Jing, after unlocking, the names of the surviving players will be announced below."

……

The trial was very simple. Ten players died, all of whom were devoured by NPC characters and lost themselves, and Lu Fengqian almost became one of them.

The remaining 37 people survived.

The iron gate of Jingshan Nursing Home was opened, and a cool breeze came in.

Players walked out in groups. It was strange that the Jingshan Sanatorium was not the same as the previous rooms, and something had changed.

It seems that they came from hell to go to heaven, passing through the world.