I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game
Chapter 56 Ankang Orphanage 9
"My name is Li Zeyang, and his name is Fei Wenliang." No. 116 sat on the edge of the bed and narrated to everyone what had happened. Although numbering was a very important rule, now that both of them had violated it, there was nothing to worry about.
Li Zeyang and Fei Wenliang are members of the same guild. They are fellow villagers in the real world. They started to team up after entering the Soul-Tracing game. This is their third copy.
When they first entered the dungeon, they quickly reunited and chatted for a while. It was at that time that Li Zeyang called out Fei Wenliang's name. After that, he began to gradually forget Fei Wenliang. Not only himself, but all the players began to slowly forget him.
After hearing this, the players were silent.
It is a terrible thing to think about a living person being slowly forgotten by everyone, no one seeing him, unable to call for help, and only waiting for death in loneliness and despair.
"Before we came in, we were thinking about having a good meal after we got out." Li Zeyang's tone was a little depressed.
Due to the high prices in the Soul Tracing World, they hadn’t had a decent meal in a long time. They had thought about going back to have a good meal after completing this instance, but who knew…
Fei Wenliang sat next to them the whole time. He wanted to speak, but no one paid attention to him even if he opened his mouth, so he had to give up.
There was sadness and decadence in the eyes of both of them. All words of comfort seemed extremely pale at this moment. The negative effects of breaking the rules have already appeared. Death is an inevitable outcome, but no one knows when it will come.
Li Zeyang suddenly burst into tears: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, I didn't expect that I couldn't call your name."
Fei Wenliang also felt a little regretful: "I shouldn't have called out your name." In the impulse, he didn't care about anything.
Li Zeyang covered his face with his hands and did not answer, tears streaming down his face. It was hard not to feel sympathy for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child who was crying and shaking all over.
However, no matter how much sympathy you have, there is no way to stop it. The rules of the copy will not show mercy.
"A name is part of a person," No. 105 stared at the light above her head, not knowing what she was thinking about. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing half of her fair face. "A name contains fortune, memory, luck, and even a person's life."
Song Guicheng fell silent. He looked at the helpless Li Zeyang and Fei Wenliang. Their names were taken away the moment they spoke out.
"Ah," Xiao Ba sighed, "What a sinister copy."
Who would have thought when I first came in that name is also a rule?
Fortunately, the environment was rather strange at the time and they had no time to introduce themselves, otherwise they would have been wiped out by now.
No. 107 had no intention of joining their discussion. His hand was in severe pain, and even the pain-relieving spray he bought from the mall was of no help.
The shoe print on my hand looked like it was carved with an awl, with a red edge and a dull pain. It wasn't the kind of heart-wrenching pain, but rather a dense, needle-like pain.
The players consoled the two emotionally broken people for a few more words before climbing onto the bed to rest.
"Do you think they will die?" Xiao Ba, who was sleeping next to him, asked quietly.
Song Guicheng hesitated for a while, then said: "Death is not necessarily more painful than life."
Xiao Ba's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he huddled into the quilt. After a long while, he asked, "Don't you really want to listen?"
Song Guicheng: “…” You haven’t given up yet?
"How about this," Song Guicheng sighed, "Don't tell me anything in the dungeon. You can tell me whatever you want after we get out."
Xiao Ba's eyes lit up immediately and he nodded frantically: "Okay, okay, then how can I find you?"
Song Guicheng left his address and told him to find him at an inn called Xingke when he got out. Xiao Ba silently recited it several times and memorized it in his mind, then went to bed contentedly.
Everyone has a twenty-something-year-old soul in their 15-year-old body, except him, who seems to have a five-year-old soul in his 15-year-old body.
Song Guicheng closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep. However, in the silent night, any sound would be very irritating, not to mention that the sound was not small.
Before he could open his eyes, he heard the sound of the quilt being lifted and someone got out of bed. He walked with heavy steps and passed over Song Guicheng's head.
Song Guicheng smelled that strong fishy smell again.
He closed his eyes tightly, but his ears were always paying attention to the direction of the sound.
With a "click", the door opened, and the temperature in the room dropped suddenly, as if people were thrown into a snowy day in December, and the cold penetrated the thin quilt.
The man seemed to have walked out, and the footsteps gradually faded away.
Song Guicheng opened his eyes a little and saw the open door. There was endless darkness outside. He subconsciously glanced towards the window, but did not see the dark shadow from the previous two days.
Everyone else in the dormitory was fast asleep, and he was the only one who was woken up.
Song Guicheng hesitated for a moment, but decided to get up and go out to take a look. After all, the clues could not wait.
He put on his shoes quietly and followed the footsteps out the door.
Only then did Song Guicheng realize that there were two figures, one of whom was Fei Wenliang, and the other was the dark figure who had been squatting outside the window and spying on them for the past two days.
His breath was caught in his throat and he felt a chill from head to toe.
Fei Wenliang followed the shadow through the long corridor and left the house they lived in. Song Guicheng suppressed his fear and followed.
A thin mist slowly passed through the gaps in the dead woods, blocking Song Guicheng's sight. The wet gravel made a slight friction sound, but fortunately it was covered by Fei Wenliang's footsteps.
The shadow led Fei Wenliang through the courtyard and came to an irregularly shaped building, which stood silently in the darkness without any light.
Song Guicheng paused. He had never seen this building before. The cold aura emanating from the building made him feel very uncomfortable.
The two figures disappeared into the building.
Gusts of biting cold wind attacked Song Guicheng. The bare trees around him could not withstand the ravages of the northwest wind and swayed in the wind.
Song Guicheng hesitated under the tree for a moment, but fear finally prevailed. Although the clue was important, he had to live to find it.
Thinking this, he turned around and prepared to go back.
There were no lights on the roadside, and thick dark clouds blocked the moonlight. It was pitch black all around, with only the cold howling of the north wind and the occasional rustling of autumn leaves.
Song Guicheng tightened his clothes and quickened his pace towards the dormitory.
rustle
This is a sound completely different from the sound of wind blowing through leaves, and it makes people's hearts tremble.
rustle, rustle
A gust of wind brushed across his back like a faint hand. In an instant, Song Guicheng's scalp felt numb. He didn't dare to look back and almost jogged forward.
Rustle, rustle, rustle
As his pace quickened, so did the sounds behind him.
Rustle, rustle, rustle, rustle
The voice was very close. Song Guicheng tightened his grip on his clothes. A shadow suddenly covered him from behind, as if the shadow of death instantly enveloped his whole body.
Song Guicheng's legs seemed to be nailed in place and he couldn't move.
The wind made the branches sway more violently, and a chill came from behind. He seemed to see countless pairs of black hands reaching out from the shadows, trying to pull him into the abyss.
The scenery in front of me gradually became blurred, and my eyelids became heavier...
Just before he lost consciousness, Song Guicheng suddenly fell into a cold embrace. The cool night dew wrapped him up, with a faint smell of wind and snow.
He slowly raised his head and saw that indifferent face as expected.
The man also looked at him with a faint gaze.
He was about to say something when the man's index finger suddenly pressed against his lips, and the cold touch made him shiver.
He nodded and said no more.
The man's figure was much wider than his, which made him feel a little oppressive. Compared with the black shadow just now, it surprisingly made him feel a little relieved.
He was now surrounded by darkness. He could only see himself and the other man, and could only hear the sounds outside.
rustle, rustle
The footsteps circled several times, as if looking for someone. The sudden disappearance of the prey made it anxious, and the wind blew even harder.
Outside, which he could not see, countless black tentacles came from all directions, searching and groping, but they could not find any human figure.
Song Guicheng, who was wrapped in the shadow, gradually regained his body temperature. He asked softly, "Gu Chaosheng?"
His heart was beating fast, maybe he didn't need the man to answer, he already had the answer in his mind.
"It seems that he has left a deep impression on you." The man bent down slightly, and his weak breath brushed past Song Guicheng's ears, causing a shudder.
Of course it was profound, he almost couldn't go back!
Song Guicheng took two steps back slowly, but was blocked by an invisible wall. He leaned his back against it, his eyes showing a little panic.
The wind outside gradually died down, and the black shadow gave up the search and retreated unwillingly.
The man removed the shadow that enveloped them, and suddenly without support, Song Guicheng fell to the ground.
He was amused by Song Guicheng's reaction, and a slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if the ice and snow were melting and the flowers were blooming, but it was fleeting.
That smile made Song Guicheng lose his mind for a moment.
In the endless darkness, the man reached out to Song Guicheng and said slowly: "Song Guicheng, you should remember my real name."
He opened his thin lips and said, "Wu Zhi."
Legend has it that names hold people's memories and are the bonds of fate; exchanging names marks the beginning of the intersection of destinies.
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