dramatic death

An Qi carried a fire ax and walked alone in the empty corridor.

He entered the dungeon a little earlier, and before Xia Zexing cried in the chat room, he had already opened his eyes in the activity room in the dungeon.

It was dusk at that time, exactly 18:[-].

The thick velvet curtains are piled up on top of the debris, and the airtight material is filled with years of dust, firmly covering the dark sunset outside the window.An Qi was sitting in the chair in the activity room, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw the garbage bags scattered across the floor. Those wrinkled and dark bags were crowded on the dusty floor in a disgusting shape. Stained with some unknown viscous liquid, reflecting the dirty dark light like paint.

It looks a bit disgusting, like a big beach of soaked seaweed.

An Qi's eyes turned around in the activity room, without stopping, he got up and picked up the chair on the ground, and pushed open the two closed doors in the activity room.

The "squeak" sound of the hinges turning echoed in the corridor, and the cold ground was sleeping in the dark sunset, like a piece of chocolate soaked in red wine, covered with spots of mildew.

Those are small footprints that are only the size of a diary.

Those dirty rust-colored footprints were like swollen ink prints, extending from the door of the activity room—that is, An Qi's feet, and spreading to the end of the corridor one after another.They haven't dried up yet, as if someone just stepped out of the door through the sticky blood, and lingering for a while, so that the corridor is full of sticky blood spots.

An Qi stepped over the footprints on the ground, walked to the wall close to the side of the activity room, first raised his hand and entered his current location in the chat room, and then clicked on Yintong's dialog box.

He raised his hand to write something, hesitated for a moment and then deleted it word by word. He paused when he was about to turn off the light screen, then opened the dialog box again, and blinked blankly at the screen floating in midair.

The metal chair leg knocked against the corner, and let out a piercing cry.

He seemed to wake up suddenly from a dream, and seemed to be still trapped in self-consciousness. He held the chair tightly, turned off the light screen with a wave, and smashed the glass of the fire hydrant box with his chair.

The crackling sound exploded in the corridor.

The brutally persecuted glass scrambled to land on the floor, mixed with dirty blood all over the floor and cut messy bloodstains.An Qi reached out and took out the fire ax stuck in the middle of the box, and unconsciously slid his gaze over the place where the terminal was implanted in his wrist, pursed his lower lip silently, and forced himself to look away.

He still wanted to ask.

He is always indecisive.

He wants to hear Yintong say again: "I like you", he wants to hear these four words, he wants to hear his gentle voice with a little smile.

Even though this morning—that is, a few hours before entering the game, he had already asked this question that has always been lingering in his heart countless times.So that later, as long as he read the other party's name, he would get that sweet answer.

"Tong Tong."

As long as he asks the exit.

——"Well, I am here, and I like you too."

You can hear the other party laughing.

An Qi seemed to see the boy sitting at the desk again.Covered in the faint morning light outside the window, he closed the diary in his hand with a smile, and leaned over with a long sigh.He said: "Why didn't I know you were so good at acting like a baby before, don't you think you are too coquettish?"

He said: "Is there any purpose for you to be so sweet? Do you still want to lie to a kiss and hug and hold you high?"

He bent his knees to the edge of the bed, and stood in front of An Qi's shoulders laughingly. The 16-year-old boy had red lips and sly eyebrows, and his clear eyes seemed to be filled with summer sunshine, so bright that it was hard to look away.

An Qi looked at his happy expression, followed his bright eyes and fell on his warm lips, he didn't even realize that he was smiling, but couldn't help but press the back of his neck, and closed his eyes The two petals of chattering honey.

He used to think that he was willing to seek benevolence and gain benevolence, but now he feels a little bit of grievance and unwillingness for no reason.His Tongtong was like a candy box that fell randomly, and the confession lingering on the tip of his tongue was a sugar-coated slut, which even made him a little greedy that he shouldn't have.

Human beings are probably born as beasts imprisoned by desires, and they struggle against the cage of rules throughout their lives.They yearn for food and clothing, and after getting food and clothing, they yearn for power, after getting power, they yearn for love, and after getting love, they yearn for ideals.

Their pursuit will always be like the setting sun in the sky, lingering on the horizon.Their desires are always like weeds in the wilderness. Even after experiencing raging fire, they will suck the ashes of their companions and poke their heads out again.

Desires are insatiable.

An Qi opened his eyes and watched Yin Tong pecking his lips lightly.On the tip of his tongue there is still the hot breath from when his lips and teeth mingled just now, and on his fingertips there are still imprints of hot sweat on his lover's waist, but he has already begun to feel lonely, like a cub who has engraved imprints, wishing for each other His eyes all stayed on himself.

this is not right.

Three years ago, or earlier, he realized the morbidity of this kind of thinking.

It's not right, I can't lock him up.

He tightened his arms and buried his head into Yin Tong's shoulder socket.

"What's the matter?" Yin Tong took advantage of the opportunity to sit on his thigh during the kiss just now, and after being scooped up by him like this, he simply lay down on him clinging to his waist.

An Qi could feel his warm body, he was so soft and real, and the heartbeat of "boom tom" was as cheerful as a waltz.

"I don't want to leave you." An Qi replied.

Their voices were very thin and soft, entangled with each other as if they were afraid of disturbing some sweet dream.The dormitory building shrouded in white mist was as quiet as a cemetery isolated from the world. Yin Tong lowered his head and was silent for a while, then chuckled lightly, and fell down on the soft bed together with An Qi.

"I'll pick you up," he lowered his head and pecked An Qi's lips lightly, "Chen Yan wants to play the game, let him continue playing, he can go back and forth as he pleases, I won't accompany him, wait We cleared the game, and I'll go find you."

"We can hang out, we can hang around downtown all day on a levitator. I haven't been to the new amusement park in Central City yet. I want to ride the Ferris wheel. They say you have to ride on that thing when you're in a relationship." .”

Yin Tong chuckled lightly: "The little girls in the store told me that it's 'sit for a long time', or something."

"..." An Qi pursed his lower lip.

At first, he didn't know what he should respond to, he just felt that his mind was empty, grievances and sourness came up all over his brain, and he almost had difficulty breathing.While listening to Yintong's vision, he depicted the beautiful scene in his mind, his emotions were cheering, but his reason clearly stated: "You can't go to those places at all."

He looked into Yin Tong's smiling eyes, completely unaware of how pitiful he looked.His eyelashes trembled slightly, his pupils were confused, and he said, "Are we lovers?" His voice was as low as a whisper.

Yin Tong looked at him, suddenly held his face and kissed him resoundingly.

He said: "I like you, would you like to be my lover?"

It was probably the sweetest spell in the world.

An Qi stopped at the end of the corridor with the fire ax in his hand, his eyes slid over the man who appeared at the corner, and he chopped off the man's head without stopping for a moment.

The still smiling head fell into the bright red sunset, rolled a few times and hit the wall on the side of the corridor.He walked into the bathroom at the end of the corridor silently, looked up at the mirror in front of the sink, a dark shadow appeared in the mirror covered with a layer of white mist, shaking like a rabbit doll used for publicity in the mall.

It held an ax and stood silently opposite the mirror.

Then he raised the murder weapon in his hand and made the same movements as An Qi.

……

18:15, bathroom in the southwest corner of the fifth floor.

In another bathroom, which is only a corridor away from An Qi, Xia Zexing's scalp exploded from the continuous sound of glass shattering.He stepped on the door of the toilet cubicle, with his back pressed against the water tank, and he hung in the air in an extremely awkward posture, as if he was going to be promoted to immortality in the next second.

He didn't want to maintain this posture either, because the bathroom had bad feng shui.It’s useless to wait to poke your head up to take a look at you, or wait to poke your head under the partition to scare you. It can be called a 5A-level scenic spot in horror games.

Those who pass through doors and walls are no longer popular these days, and those who pass ghost coins through the crack of the door are considered old-fashioned.Before Xia Zexing entered the game, he spent three days and three nights making up for it. Special personnel gave lectures and fixed-point teaching. Even if the knowledge points were not learned to be applied flexibly, they were all printed in his mind so that he could check them at any time.

He maintained his twisted posture, yelling in the team chat room while biting the chocolate bar in his hand.Dong Tiantian hadn't responded to the message yet, the chat room was empty and he was the only one crying and howling. Yin Tong and Chen Yan stopped talking, as if one or two were stumbling.

Is there anything in this place that can trip the player?

Xia Zexing's gobbling of the chocolate bar quickly ran out. He poured the chocolate residue from the packaging bag into his mouth, and then jumped down while propping up the partitions on both sides, and opened the compartment door to take a look outside.

He can't sit here and paddle all the time, Yin Tong and the others are still waiting for him to get the key back.Chen Yan has already begun to doubt him. Three points in acting is fine, seven points are too much, and if the acting is too stupid, he will probably have to get a lunch in advance.

Xia Zexing threw the wrapping paper into the trash can, washed his hands in front of the sink, turned off the light, and walked out calmly.

He thought about going downstairs first, and went to find Dong Tiantian when he got to the second floor, but as soon as he walked out of the toilet door, he involuntarily froze in place.

At 18:17 in the evening, the dark sunset covered the entire corridor through the square glass windows, and the remaining drops of water from the faucet "ticked" in the sink, echoing his heartbeat, and hit the dirty ground with a sound superior.

"Clap."

"Clap."

He heard steady footsteps falling on the empty corridor, and a dark shadow stopped at the door of the opposite bathroom. The fire ax in his hand shook, and a gleam of sunset light slid across the ax blade.

"Clap."

"Clap."

That's a rabbit.