I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

"Xiao Cheng, why are you hiding here?" Song Yujie appeared behind Song Guicheng at some point and walked towards him leisurely.

Song Guicheng was silent for a moment. He didn't turn his head or answer. He just stared intently at the lonely night sky. The clouds were thick and dyed in ink, and the faint light could not penetrate.

Song Yujie picked up the phone, said something to the person on the other end, quickly hung up, walked to Song Guicheng's side, and stood side by side with him.

Song Yujie was very tall, more than half a head taller than Song Guicheng. Because he suffered from heart disease, his face was often pale and his lips were pale, but it did not detract from the majesty between his brows. He was wearing a dark green coat, like a cedar on the Siberian Plateau in the cold late autumn.

Song Guicheng supported his chin with one hand, his mind free for a rare moment because he had found the answer he wanted.

There was an eerie silence between the two of them.

The luxury cars at the foot of the mountain left one after another, announcing the end of the banquet.

"Xiao Cheng, happy 24th birthday." Song Yujie turned to look at him, his tone was rare and sincere, as if he was really happy about his birth.

As soon as the words fell, countless stars in the vast night sky suddenly lit up one after another. Soon, the entire sky was dotted with stars. The sky was full of fluorescent light, like fireworks, illuminating the thick clouds.

Song Guicheng's breathing stagnated slightly, and he stared blankly at the man-made stars, not coming back to his senses for a long time.

The traffic at the foot of the mountain was slowing down, as if it was also surprised by the sudden fantastic night view.

The lonely night was filled with a dreamy starry sky. Song Guicheng stared at it quietly for a long time without saying a word.

No matter how broken their relationship is now, Song Yujie's love for him is always real.

This is also the reason why he couldn't be cruel to Song Yujie.

What should have been a feud between the two of them ended up involving innocent lives. From the moment Song Yujie killed the first person, the two of them were heading in opposite directions.

I'm afraid that we will never again be able to stand side by side like this and enjoy the night view together.

Song Yujie held Song Guicheng's face, traced his outline with his eyes, and said seriously: "Thank you for being the only entity I can grasp in my realm of nothingness."

For the first time, he formally revealed his identity to Song Guicheng.

Song Yujie did not use any force on his hands. Song Guicheng broke free by turning his head slightly. He rested his hands on the handrail, overlooking the deep night below, and said slowly:

"Actually, a long time ago, many years ago, ever since I knew you had a heart disease, I was ready to transplant my heart to you."

The railing was cold, and the temperature snaked from the palm to the heart. Song Guicheng slowly tightened his grip and continued, "I care about you more than you think. I care about you more than I care about myself."

His voice was so soft that it was quickly blown away by the night wind: "My only wish at that time was that you could get whatever you want and live happily every year..."

It’s a pity that the blood gathered into a raging river that separated the two. From then on, they could only look at each other and could never meet or touch each other again.

The winding mountain road was like a giant dragon, meandering among the dark mountains. Thick shadows flowed irregularly, slowly covering everything. A gust of wind blew, and strands of hair scattered on Song Guicheng's forehead.

"All the joys and sorrows of my first half of life were for you. I have lived up to you."

Fourteen years of companionship and six years of infidelity. He gave up everything he held on to and lost everything he had. He has paid off his debt.

Under Song Yujie's astonished gaze, Song Guicheng climbed over the railing and jumped down.

The scenery in the mountains changed rapidly as he fell. The feeling of weightlessness made his chest feel tight and his heart was anxious. The darkness, evening breeze, trees, and starlight mixed into a messy ball, spreading out and rolling up before his eyes.

He went down the river of time, and seemed to have drifted through more than ten years of entanglements, and returned to the year when he was 10 years old. He was awakened by a nightmare and went to find his brother crying.

The elder brother sat up with sleepy eyes, lit the warm orange lamp at the bedside, wrapped him in the quilt, and, resisting the urge to sleep, recited a poem to him in a gentle and weary tone:

“One night I burned all my memories, and from then on my dreams became transparent.

One morning I threw away all my yesterdays, and from then on my steps became lighter."

His nights, his dreams, his yesterdays, his memories, will never come back.

With a loud bang, Song Guicheng fell heavily to the ground, like a bird with its wings broken, crashing into the confused cloudy sky.

Blood continued to flow out from under him, quickly forming a pool of blood. Oxygen rapidly drained from his body, draining away his strength bit by bit.

But he was still conscious and his life was not over yet. Wu Zhi's divine power supported him, allowing him to survive even in the face of danger.

Time stopped at this moment, the leaves froze as soon as they were blown up, the traffic stopped abruptly, the blood stopped flowing, and the power of eternity took effect at this moment.

Song Guicheng's hands were shaking because of excessive blood loss. He struggled on the ground and drew the familiar symbol:

My dear God.

Your heart is burning like a fire and needs heavy rain.

Your past is like purgatory and you no longer want to go back.

Your world is dark and there is no light anymore.

Do you pray?

The arrival of breeze and night dew.

Do you desire,

The god on the top of the snowy mountain.

I am a god with a broken body,

I offer myself to myself,

With flesh and blood,

With life and soul,

I pray to see the Eternal God again,

I pray to the God of Eternity for salvation.

An overwhelming force suddenly surged out of his body, and then was drawn away. The deep and silent night sky swallowed up everything, tearing the starlight apart, revealing a corner of the moon, illuminating the corners of Song Guicheng's eyes and eyebrows.

He cried with joy, his bet was right, and when he was on the verge of death, he prayed to God and asked God for help. Finally, he was able to tear a corner of this world apart.

The night sky was wailing and trembling, with subtle vibrations spreading from the ground to the sky. At the last moment before Song Guicheng lost consciousness, he finally heard that familiar and indifferent electronic voice again:

[Player Song...Song returns and logs in again. ]

[Player Song's return mission failed, and the cleanup procedure was initiated. ]

[The cleanup process is starting...]

[Zizi—cleaning process interrupted]

[Open the second command]

[The second instruction is being activated...]

[The copy has been opened...]

[The live broadcast room has been... The live broadcast room cannot be connected... The live broadcast room has been disconnected. 】

【SoulTracing Game wishes you a successful clearance. 】

After a moment, the world returned to peace, time slowly resumed its flow, the wind blew the leaves, and they fluttered. Song Yujie finally regained control of his body.

"Damn it." He cursed, pounded the railing hard, and started coughing violently.

The power of eternity was much stronger than he had imagined, and it was able to find the loophole here with such little effort.

Is it that Song Guicheng's will is too strong, or is it that his body is too weak?

Song Yujie covered his mouth and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. He stared at the place where Song Guicheng fell, and the unwillingness in his eyes turned into sharp nails.

Did he think this was the end?

Song Yujie pinched his palm, pulling an invisible silk thread, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. Drops of blood hung on his chin, looking a little weird.