I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

The convenience store where Song Guicheng worked was in the opposite direction of the school and not far from Goshak-ting. After passing Sanei-cho, he arrived at Oi Village where he wanted to go.

Probably because it was not rush hour, there were many empty seats in the car, so Song Guicheng and Pei Shuangjin sat side by side.

In order to cover the scar on his neck, he wore a thin and soft gray linen scarf. The soft luster complemented the light gray knitted long coat he was wearing. The color made him look calm and gentle.

There were a few passengers scattered in the car, some returning home to visit relatives or carrying baskets for a picnic, and the atmosphere was lively and cheerful as they talked.

Song Guicheng was not affected by the relaxed atmosphere at all. Just now, when the tram drove out of Wuchiting, he heard the short and astringent "creaking" sound again.

When he was going to school yesterday morning, the same sound suddenly rang in his ears. At first he thought it was the tram that was too old and the wheels were pressing over the rails, making a buzzing sound that could not bear the weight.

It was not until this moment that Song Guicheng finally recalled that before the railing that pierced through Yamamoto fell down, in addition to the creepy "click" sound, there was also a dull "crunching" sound, like the sound of human bones being crushed.

He swallowed imperceptibly, his expression somewhat solemn.

Pei Shuangjin beside him noticed his abnormality and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Guicheng glanced at the people in the car, leaned close to Pei Shuangjin's ear, and asked in confusion: "Has this tram ever killed anyone?"

The air solidified instantly like melted wax.

Pei Shuangjin frowned slightly, looked around to make sure no one heard what they said, and then whispered back, "What did you see? The news didn't report any accidents with this tram."

Song Guicheng shook his head slowly. He asked this question because he had not seen direct evidence and was only relying on his intuition to guess based on two similar voices. He was not sure of the answer.

"I think I have the answer." He supported his head with one hand, his thin white arm resting on his knees. He tilted his head slightly to look at Pei Shuangjin, his fine bangs swept across his light brown eyes, "The cause of Sato Misaki's death."

These two days, he paid too much attention to the interpersonal relationship between Sato Misaki and Suzuki Yukina, and ignored the most obvious clue given by the Soul Tracking Game.

Sato Misaki and Suzuki Yukina take the same train with him to and from school every day. This is the biggest connection between Song Guicheng and them, apart from their identities as classmates.

Generally speaking, the character played by Song Guicheng is a student who is autistic and inferior, who is timid and has few friends in school. In order to maintain his character, it is difficult for him to ask his classmates or class teacher about the recent situation and various information of an unfamiliar classmate.

The investigation in the school is difficult to make any progress, and the player can quickly locate the breakthrough point on the tram that the two people took together.

However, after he came to this copy, his personality collapsed. He spoke up for justice and helped Suzuki Yukina, which attracted her attention and made the two of them meet in places other than the train.

He didn't think of the tram for a moment, but after turning a corner, he finally came to his senses.

Misaki Sato most likely died in a train accident.

Of course, this is just a guess. As to whether it is true or not, more information is needed to verify it.

"We have arrived at the final stop - Dajing Village. Please take your personal belongings and prepare to get off the bus."

"We have arrived at the final stop - Dajing Village. Please take your personal belongings and prepare to get off the bus."

"We have arrived at the final stop - Dajing Village. Please take your personal belongings and prepare to get off the bus."

The female voice on the radio announced it three times. The carriage was empty, and the electronic sound spread unimpeded from the beginning to the end and then back again. Before one ended, another one began, and finally mixed into a sharp whistle, irritating people's eardrums.

"This broadcasting equipment should have been replaced long ago."

"Did you know that the subways in Tokyo not only changed their ringtones, but also hired announcers with nice voices?"

"Really? Let's go play the day after tomorrow. I want to buy Euippo's new album!"

"We'll talk about this later. Get out of the car now, or someone will take the picnic spot."

……

The three girls were the only passengers on the train besides Song Guicheng and Pei Shuangjin. They were chattering excitedly at the door of the train about today's picnic, the date the day after tomorrow, and their idols, full of youthful energy.

It's lively, but why are they blocking the door? Even if there are only five people in the car, they have to create the illusion of traffic congestion? !

Song Guicheng was too embarrassed to squeeze out from among the three girls, so he could only follow behind and walk forward slowly. He was extremely anxious, but his expression was flawless.

Fortunately, several people managed to get out before the car door closed.

"Ah!" Song Guicheng exclaimed softly, watching his scarf being caught in the car door. He was about to reach out to pull it away, but was stopped by Pei Shuangjin.

The next moment, the car started, and the scarf floated farther and farther away with the car body, and soon turned into a vague gray shadow in the sight.

"If it's lost, just buy another one." Pei Shuangjin looked at the lost expression on Song Guicheng's face, straightened his collar, and spoke calmly.

In fact, it’s not a big deal. It’s just that Pei Shuangjin has worn this scarf before. It’s a famous brand and it’s expensive. I always feel it’s a pity.

But if it's lost, it's lost. It's impossible for a person to be faster than a train.

Fortunately, the two of them went out after lunch, so there was still time to find a store and buy a scarf.

Dajing Village is surrounded by mountains, so the degree of industrialization is not high. Unlike the bustling metropolis, this land is filled with tranquility.

Walking out of the station, Song Guicheng shivered as the chilly spring breeze blew in his face. This kind of cold was not a temporary imbalance of physical sensation caused by the low temperature, but a familiar chill, like a sign of disaster.

He seemed to have some feeling when he asked Pei Shuangjin: "Did you find out where Suzuki Xuena lives?"

Pei Shuangjin walked in front of him to shield him from the wind, and without stopping, he answered, "Dajing Village."

Sure enough, Song Guicheng immediately understood, and this abnormal coldness became normal.

They walked through the sparse fields, and Pei Shuangjin stopped in front of a bakery. Song Guicheng didn't think he wanted to buy food. Sure enough, Pei Shuangjin's eyes did not linger on the fancy bread, but asked the clerk for two hot drinks.

The owner is a warm and lively middle-aged woman. The quiet atmosphere of this small mountain village cannot affect her spirit.

Her curious eyes wandered between the two of them, and finally stopped at Song Guicheng's neck with marks on it. She smiled subtly, and even kindly reminded him: "You still have to pay attention to safety when you are in love. You young people are so brave, don't you know that doing this can easily lead to death."

Song Guicheng touched his neck uncomfortably. What else could he do except smile awkwardly? Opening his mouth to explain at this time would only make his actions more obvious.

Pei Shuangjin took the two cups of hot drinks handed over by the woman and said, "We will pay attention."

Song Guicheng was disheveled in the wind. What was he paying attention to? Was he paying attention not to strangle himself?