dramatic death

Dong Tiantian laughed angrily on the spot.He thought you were teasing me, if you pick out someone in this building who wants to play games, the gingerbread men downstairs will be scared to cry by your words.

However, Xia Zexing was smart this time. He didn't wait for Dong Tiantian's sarcasm to come out, and explained beforehand: "I want to quit this game. I want to try jumping off a building."

He was sitting on the edge of the bed trembling, shaking uncontrollably from his hands to his feet, his whole body was like a newborn chick, he felt the fear of the world before he even opened his eyes.

"I want to try jumping off a building," he murmured in a trance, "Since Yintong said that the players who jumped off the building were all players who failed to clear the level, then they might just quit the game after jumping. They can return to the real world Here, returning to the initial interface of the game, they can choose whether to enter the game again, instead of passively accepting the system’s afterthought game prompts like us.”

He stood up, his unfocused eyes fell on Dong Tiantian.

"I want to try, maybe I can go back after jumping off, I just don't want to open this game anymore, I don't want to play anymore, this game is not fun at all."

Dong Tiantian looked at him for a while, then turned around and kicked the door shut.

"You're so beautiful." He leaned against the door panel and gave a short laugh. "Who told you that you can leave the game by jumping off a building? Those players who have gone offline? Have you ever seen them go online again? How do you Don’t you think they’ve already lost their souls? Think about it, Hakoniwa Online is a virtual game that claims to be 70% realistic. There are many examples in modern medicine that affect the body through consciousness. Maybe you will die when you jump off the building Now, say goodbye to Huahua World from now on."

'It's just your guesswork! "Xia Zexing shouted.

"Is there no basis for my guess?" Dong Tiantian asked back, "Do you dare to say that what I guessed is impossible to come true?"

"You do not dare."

Dong Tiantian suppressed the smile on his lips, stood up straight, and looked up at Xia Zexing in the shadow of the porch.He is actually quite good-looking, and when he is not smiling, he has a noble and glamorous look. Those dark red phoenix eyes are like some magic weapon that catches your heart and soul. Once you meet your gaze, it can freeze your blood back to your hands and feet.

He looked at Xia Zexing, with a trace of disdain for no reason in his eyes.

"You don't dare, because your ideas are also based on guesswork. Those guesses are groundless and nothing but castles in the air. You can't even prove them, so you can only desperately convince yourself to believe them."

"You even think, forget it if you die, and you will be liberated if you die."

"I don't!" Xia Zexing took two steps back with his head down, staggered and sat on the edge of the bed, "I didn't, I don't want to die, I just don't want to play this game anymore, I want to go back to reality."

"I want to go home," he sobbed softly, whispering tremblingly as if he was afraid of being heard, "what did I do wrong, why did you punish me like this. I want to go home, I I don't want to stay here anymore."

Dong Tiantian thought, that's great, you still have a home.

Before he was forced to enter this game, he and Wen Qiu were stuck in the commercial street of Central City.At that time, dusk fell suddenly, and the streets were full of zombies swaying like marionettes. He heard the girl's charming laughter like spoiled red wine, pouring drop by drop into the crimson sunset, sounding the death knell.

He heard countless howls of hunger, and the rotting corpses climbed into their hover vehicles with their mouths open, leaving bloody saliva on their front windows.He heard Wen Qiu turn on the autopilot, heard the distorted cracking of the car door, and heard Nie Shuangshuang's voice coming from the light screen, mixed with the intermittent electric sound, which became strange and unfamiliar.

Everything happened in an instant, and he saw something hit the crawling zombies on the front window of the car, the sound of shattering glass and the sound of teeth biting together, stirring the rotten and dirty stench in the air, It took away the last remaining air in his mind.

He saw that the broken watch in Wen Qiu's coat pocket fell out, and he tried to reach out to pick it up, but found that he was bound so tightly that he was almost embedded in the arms of the wearer.

He couldn't move his hands, he couldn't move his head, he was curled up in Wen Qiu's embrace, and he only had time to say something out of his throat.

"run!"

He didn't know if Nie Shuangshuang understood, but he clearly realized that he might not have a home anymore.

Then he opened his eyes again, and he was back on the dilapidated suspension vehicle.

It took him 3 minutes to realize that he was back three years ago.Teacher Wen, who was a little immature compared to the future, was sitting in the driver's seat, turning the steering wheel sweating profusely.

Dirty air was squeezed into the doors and windows of the floating car, and the overwhelming domestic waste piled up the gray sky. Sitting on the back seat of the car, Dong Tiantian kept shaking. Touching his thigh, it was as hot as a soldering iron.

He realized that he was back three years ago, back to the way he escaped from that school in the first place. He once understood death from this way, and now he wants to find new life from this way.

Life is always repeating, going round and round, year after year.

He thought, this is life.

Dong Tiantian chuckled lightly.He opened the toilet door, stopped looking at Xia Zexing who was on the opposite bed, and waved his hands in a relaxed manner while moving his stiff neck.

He said: "You go, I wish you all the best."

……

There are very few wishful thinking in this world.

Quantitative change to qualitative change is always an unchangeable law in the world. All luck cannot be achieved overnight. The lottery you win today may be the merits you have accumulated in hundreds of lifetimes.

Lying on the bed, Yin Tong flicked through An Qi's diary. He always felt that his fate was ill-fated. He never thought that he would have a chance to see someone more unlucky than him.An Qi, a silly boy, made a wrong call when he graduated from high school. After being transferred to another school, he was forced to endure half a semester of campus violence. He finally escaped from isolation and fell into the trap of a white mouse. , Two holes were pierced on the arm.

The thing he was injected with should be exactly the same as the one that Yintong was injected by the courier in the heavy rain.The essential effect is not yet clear, but the side effects are quite terrible.Not only can it make people suffer from insomnia, dreaminess and hallucinations, and they can be as irritable as a menopausal aunt, but it can also make a student come to the class every three to five times, looking crazy as if they have been hungry for ten days and a half months.

Well, the constant yelling of "hungry" is quite similar to the gingerbread man downstairs.

Holding up the diary, Yintong flipped through dozens of pages with a "scratch".

He has already seen from "A transfer student I seem to know came early in the morning" to "I'm afraid this transfer student is a little crazy. We can't let her harm the working people. We need to hold a meeting to discuss her belonging."

An Qi's diary stays on November 11th, which happens to be the game time that Dong Tiantian and the others guessed.Yin Tong pondered that this diary might also be a game prop, maybe they came back from the "mainline copy" tonight, and they could see it update the second speech on November 16.

I don't know how An Qi continued to read the night before yesterday.

He heard the sound of water in the toilet stop for a while, and the sound of getting dressed pierced through the thin door panel into his ears.Suddenly there was a random knock on the door outside the corridor, and Cheng Mingque kept calling his name, as if something important happened outside.

Yin Tong rolled over from the bed and suddenly felt dizzy.

He seemed to hear some strange sound, cold and sticky, like the sound of amphibian flippers slapping the wooden floor.He felt something moving in his peripheral vision, and looked intently, only to see a pair of small footprints suddenly appeared on the floor near the desk on the left.

They were a pair of small footprints, immature like four or five-year-old children, stained with blood, and their toes were facing Yintong's direction.

"pat"

Footprints took a step towards him.

"pat"

A bloody palm print appeared on the back of the chair.

Yin Tong flinched back, looking for things in the room that could be used as weapons from the corner of the eye.Then he felt dizzy again, as if someone was hitting his temple with a fist, each time getting heavier and harder each time, causing layers of snowflakes to appear in front of his eyes.

He stepped back unconsciously, and vaguely saw someone else appearing in the room.

It was a pitch-black shadow, standing straight at the corner between the porch and the room, as if watching his embarrassed figure.

Yin Tong closed his eyes, frowned and tried to see the scene in front of him clearly, but the growing dizziness caused his stomach to churn, his vision was blurred, he even saw the chair by the desk move, and there was a little girl covered in blood , was staggering towards him.

There was a hole in her head, and the dirty blood stuck to her seaweed-like black hair, dripping all over the ground.

"tick, tick"

……

Yin Tong woke up from the nightmare.

He raised his head abruptly, panting heavily in shock.His eyes flicked over the messy pages in front of him, and stayed on the blackboard covered with chalk dust not far away.

He realized he was sitting in a classroom, a familiar one, one he had seen countless times.

There was no one in the huge classroom.

At dusk, at 18:45, the soft sun like a cocktail falls on the crooked desk, outlining the ridiculous graffiti left by the markers, the books stuffed in the desk pockets fall to the ground, and the corners of the upside-down comics are folded , there is also a weird pattern drawn on the cover.

Like a crow.

Yin Tong stood up, walked over, bent down and picked up the messy book that was painted over.

He was sitting in the second-to-last row near the window just now, and when he looked up, he could just see the fallen tables in the third row.The classroom in the evening was quiet and secretive. The closed doors and windows on all sides were like an airtight cage, locking him in or locking someone out.

There were vague footsteps outside the door.

The ticking of the quartz clock on the wall gradually coincided with the fresh footsteps in the corridor.

"pat"

"pat"

It walked through the front door behind Yintong and walked slowly towards the closed back door.

"pat"

"pat"

A vague shadow appeared on the light-transmitting window of the back door.