Chapter 308 This Person
Chapter 308 This Person
"These adults committed suicide for life and for love. They had higher pursuits, so they had to return to the previous starting point of the cycle, but what did we commit suicide for?" Shan Xishan picked up the pistol from the pool of blood, and there were two guns left in it. bullets.The sunset glow in the sky is just brilliant red, tearing the dark clouds open with bloody mouths with the last strength.
It will be dark soon.
Chen Guo neatly placed the bodies of Song Ying, Bian Yuan and Xin Yitong aside.She knelt down to wipe off the blood on Song Ying's face, but she didn't expect that the bloody hole in her temple would be even more shocking after wiping.Chen Guo took off her coat and covered her face, sat cross-legged quietly in front of her, lifted her finger up, and after scanning her fingerprints with the password command on her chest, there was a "squeak" sound, which was hidden by Chen Guo. The energy slots of the chip popped out from directly above the eyes.Chen Guo took out the chip and crushed it, the look in his eyes dimmed immediately.
Chen Guo turned into a pile of scrap iron, with a rectangular black hole on her head, which looked a bit scary.
Song Ying died, and she also ended her own life.Not to mention Bian Yuan and Xin Yitong.Before, Shan Xishan and Anai were still hiding together and whispering, gloating and betting that Bian Yuan and Xin Yitong had a good agreement, saying that they would shoot together and die together.It would be embarrassing if one person shot and the other person changed his mind temporarily and didn't have the courage to commit suicide.Unexpectedly, these two people really did what they said, and they really died when they said they would die together, and they didn't hesitate at all when they pulled the trigger.
"Then tell me, why do we live? In this world where even playing a game is reset every day." Anais stood side by side with her, looking out from the spacious balcony full of corpses, looking at Extraordinarily majestic skyline.
The atmosphere this evening was fit for suicide.
"That's right..." Shan Xishan sighed, "The takeaway we often order, no matter what other dishes we order, they only deliver the same dish."
"The couple quarreling next door will always quarrel at 03:30 in the morning. Every time we smash the dishes, we will wake up us who just fell asleep. When we want to take a nap at noon, the old man downstairs will always come to warn us not to step on the floor hard. We were as quiet as chickens the day before."
"However, will I always be 12 years old? Will I still develop?" This is Shan Xishan's most worried question.
"This day will not pass."
"Really. How about..." Shan Xishan looked at her, "Let's die too?"
"Die, die."
"You die first or I die first?"
The two of them sat lazily on the balcony sofa, blowing the cool evening breeze, their collars fluttered and scraped on their faces, which was quite comfortable.
"You can kill me." Anai said, "Suicide feels silly, but I don't want to die at the hands of others. If it was you, I could barely accept it."
Shan Xishan: "Then what should I do?"
The blade protruded from Anai's sleeve and rested on Shan Xishan's neck: "If you smash my head, I will chop off yours, and we will die together."
"Hey, don't." Shan Xishan pressed his fingers on the blade, pressing it to his chest, "It's ugly to lose your head, let's stab the heart. It's better to die in a pool of blood. It's pretty pretty."
Anais: "..."
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It takes a lot of courage to give up all the achievements and go back to the beginning.At the beginning, Song Ying didn't end everything and directly returned to the new cycle because she was afraid that her memory would be erased.She found a supercomputer and stored the memory in it, but Chen Guo's memory turned into a chip, could it still be preserved after it was destroyed?Song Ying could no longer think about this question, because she was already dead.
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There is a bunch of strange codes swimming upstream in complex programs, they have disrupted the normal order of the world, and now they want to do something big.
Xin Yitong woke up and lay on her bed.
She seemed to have had an incomparably long dream, so long that she didn't know if it was the real life in the dream or the real life at this time.When she sat up from the bed, the severe headache made her gasp with a hiss.
Someone drilled a hole in her brain, and she struggled to get out of bed, remembering that there were painkillers in the medicine cabinet under the coffee table in the living room.As she stumbled across the living room, her toes accidentally touched the corner of the wall.
The impact was so hard that it hurt even to hear the sound.
Xin Yitong almost cried out, and sat on the sofa covering her toes, trying to rub her poor little toe, but found that the pain seemed to be just a psychological effect.Even though the bump was so hard that it should be painful and tearful, but it didn't hurt much when I felt it seriously, and there wasn't even a trace of redness or swelling.
In the early morning when her feet hurt and her head ached, Xin Yitong suddenly solved the most difficult problem in philosophy——
who I am?I am Xin Yitong.
Where do I come from?From the last loop that was tied.
Where are you going?To go to the protagonist.
Great that her memory is still there.The most important thing now is whether Bian Yuan's memory is preserved.Bian Yuan lost her memory in the last cycle, but this time she doesn't know if she can keep it.
Without even taking a shower, Xin Yitong immediately took it in her hand. She remembered Bian Yuan's cell phone number, but the number she dialed was empty.
Empty number? !
Calm down, Xin Yitong told herself to calm down.The cell phone number of Bian Yuan that she remembered was a new one after the reconstruction of City L started, and now even before the high-speed rail terrorist attack started, Bian Yuan's cell phone number should still be the same as before.Now their relationship is back to rivals in different departments, neither of whom has each other's numbers on file.
But there is another thing in this world called the company address book.It is even more convenient now, the company has a large WeChat group, and everyone is in it, all she has to do is find Bian Yuan among hundreds of people.
She took the mobile phone and scrolled down the rows. She remembered that Bian Yuan's WeChat name was her real name, which was quite boring.
Her little assistant in the WeChat group is very active and often posts some jokes.She was really bored before, but after watching it after such a long time, she felt a sense of intimacy.Speaking of which, she and Bian Yuan are still in a state of not liking each other?so cute...
Before turning to Bian Yuan's profile picture, a message came in on WeChat.Xin Yitong had a hunch that this message came from the person she was looking for.
as predicted.
Bian Yuan: It's wrong to disturb Miss Xin so early, but I just want to ask one thing: Is your memory still there?
Xin Yitong read the short line for a long time, feeling excited that "only the two of us in the world know this secret", and couldn't help laughing out loud.
Xin Yitong: Guess.
Bian Yuan: I'll be at your house soon, remember to give me a big hug when you open the door.
Bian Yuan is really an unparalleled type of action, saying that it will be here soon, and the doorbell rang in a blink of an eye.
For the sake of luck and unparalleled courage, Xin Yitong opened the door and hugged Bian Yuan into her arms.
She used to define herself as "following the rules", but after meeting Bian Yuan, all the rules were slowly being broken.She became obsessed with crazy things and was willing to try things that she wasn't sure or had a chance of winning.
Such is the case with suicide this time.
Is it really possible to go back to the previous cycle after suicide?What if the memory cannot be preserved?
These are all problems, but they are not problems.Especially when the two hug each other at the beginning of the cycle, uncontrollable love surges in their hearts.
She loves this person, and she wants to be with this person who is embracing at this moment, no matter what kind of world they are in.
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