I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

It started raining heavily outside the house at some point. The water vapor that had been lingering for days finally found an outlet and poured down.

The wind was accompanied by thunder, roaring in this small world of the copy.

"Black screen again! I didn't pay to check for bugs!"

"Everyone else's live broadcast room is normal, why is only this anchor's live broadcast room black?"

“I can’t see the picture, and I can’t even hear the sound.”

"If there is no bug in the live broadcast room, then the anchor must be the bug."

"Anyway, the anchor won't die. I'm used to it. A black screen means he's cheating!"

The audience clicked into Song Guicheng's live broadcast room out of curiosity or exploration, and unexpectedly pushed the popularity of the black screen live broadcast room to a new height.

The bored viewers clicked in and then exited, cursing that the show was crazy.

Soon, the live broadcast room with a black screen lost its popularity and sank into an unnoticed corner.

*

Song Guicheng had a dream.

The sky was gloomy, with a gray haze covering almost the entire sky. A slanting drizzle continued, and the air was filled with a damp and sticky smell.

“Why does it keep raining here?”

Song Guicheng heard a familiar voice asking a question. It did not belong to anyone else, but his own voice, coming from the mouth of his younger self.

I can't hear it clearly through the yellowed time.

He realized that he was dreaming, and also realized that the question he had just asked was not directed at himself.

It was a long time before another voice appeared in the air.

"Yeah, Song Guicheng, why is it always raining here?"

The voice was more distant and more vague.

“Here is your heart.”

“Why is it always raining in your heart?”

……

"Wake up, Song Guicheng, wake up, are you okay?"

The grey sky suddenly began to break apart, like an old photo breaking into pieces and falling silently. He stood there without moving, and would soon be buried.

"Hurry up and get up, something happened, Song Guicheng? Song Guicheng!"

When he heard the words "something happened", Song Guicheng opened his eyes as if he had been electrocuted.

"Are you okay?" Chen Wenyu asked with concern. His handsome face was magnified in front of Song Guicheng, and even through his glasses one could see the genuine concern in his eyes.

Song Guicheng was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Chen Wenyu?"

His voice was extremely hoarse, as if he hadn't had any water for several days.

After one night, the discomfort in Chen Wenyu's body had disappeared, and the hand that accidentally touched his little finger had the temperature of a normal person.

Wu Zhi left?

"Yes, it's me. Are you okay?" Chen Wenyu couldn't help but frowned as he looked at Song Guicheng's pale face and lips that were almost bloodless.

Song Guicheng subconsciously looked at Chen Wenyu's chest. There was no wound on his heart, his face looked normal, and his voice was steady. He didn't look like he was injured.

He had many questions in his mind, including Wu Zhi's ambiguous words, strange dreams, and the white light that flew into his eyebrows.

But the most pressing issues at the moment are not these problems, but——

"You just said something happened. Who was in trouble?"

*

On the third floor, Lu Yuan died.

His body hung from the tree that shaded them from the sun, with branches piercing his ribs.

Several people gathered around the narrow window and saw Lu Yuan's tragic and strange death.

Song Guicheng looked around and didn't see Li Yi who lived on the second floor.

Maybe no one notified him, but with such a loud noise upstairs, the probability of people downstairs not hearing it is very small.

Liang Qiuting saw Song Guicheng coming and exclaimed, "Ah!" "Are you okay? Why do you look worse than you are now?"

Song Guicheng waved his hand and leaned over to look at the dead Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan was hung upside down at the end of the tree. The rain washed over his body, flowing from his feet to the top of his head, and then flowing down from his hair.

It stands to reason that the treetop cannot bear the weight of an adult man, especially now that it is still windy and rainy outside. But the branch was miraculously intact, showing the body to everyone.

Lu Yuan's entire chest cavity was pierced, his internal organs were faintly visible, and the red blood soaked his blue short-sleeves into a dark black.

But his eyes were still open, staring at the window, almost bursting.

Yan Gu slapped the window frame in disbelief: "How could this happen? How could he die! Why didn't I hear any sound at all! How is it possible? Who killed him?!"

Shi Sui said coldly: "Who else could it be? Ghosts and rules."

Yan Gu's legs went limp and he slid down the wall and collapsed to the ground, with a large patch of pale wall powder rubbing against the back of his head.

He grabbed his hair in vain. "Yes! Rules! He broke the rules. What rules! What rules! What rules!!"

Yan Gu yelled at others without any image, his eyes were full of red bloodshot, and the despair and struggle in his eyes were clearly visible.

"Mr. Yan, can you be quiet?" Song Guicheng rubbed his brows and said calmly, "We are players just like you. We are not your customer service. You can't get the answer just by going crazy and throwing a tantrum."

Chen Wenyu asked Song Guicheng in a strange voice: "Didn't he have a quarrel with Lu Yuan yesterday? Why does he look the most anxious?"

Chen Wenyu still remembers what happened after entering the copy. This was the first information Song Guicheng got after he asked the question.

Chen Wenyu noticed the way Song Guicheng looked at him, and he also looked himself up and down. He was wearing a yellow-brown plaid shirt, jeans, and white sneakers. He looked clean and had no odor.

"What's wrong?" He scratched his sleeve nervously.

Song Guicheng smiled gently as usual and shook his head: "It seems that you are more energetic today than the past two days."

"Really?" Chen Wenyu smiled shyly. "I do feel a lot more relaxed today. Yesterday I felt like something was weighing on my chest."

There is a living person in my body, how can I not suppress it?

But how did Wu Zhi enter his body, or did Wu Zhi directly turn into Chen Wenyu?

However, no one could answer his question. Everything that happened last night seemed to have been washed away by the sudden heavy rain.

The broken soda bottle, the marks on the neck, and the blood on the body disappeared completely after dawn, just like a dream.

Only the remaining 261 points and the colored card with the last chance to use them reminded him that everything that happened last night really happened.

Song Guicheng took a deep breath and returned his attention to the copy. He glanced at the nervous Yan Gu and Lin Zicheng who was trying to comfort Yan Gu.

He turned his head back to continue observing Lu Yuan's body: "He is not anxious, he is afraid. Yesterday, he talked the most with Lu Yuan, argued the most, and spent the longest time with him. If Lu Yuan broke the rules, do you think he would be afraid that he would also break the rules."

Chen Wenyu understood, and after seeing Lu Yuan’s death, he also became afraid of his own fate.

What about others, what do they think?

Chen Wenyu couldn't help but observe the expressions on other people's faces.

Except for the experienced Shi Sui and Xu Chongchuan, and the usually gentle Song Guicheng, the other people all showed more or less nervous and confused expressions on their faces.

It’s just that some people become more determined after overcoming these emotions, while others allow negative emotions to grow in their hearts and use this as an excuse for weakness.

*

Song Guicheng leaned half of his body out from the windowsill and looked down. He saw the windows of the two floors below and the messy flower beds. He squinted his eyes and looked carefully, confirming that there was nothing in the flower beds except rainwater, mud and weeds that were tilted here and there.

He turned to Shi Sui and said, "It's very strange. The cause of death and the manner of death don't match."

The players who were originally noisy suddenly quieted down and waited attentively for Song Guicheng's next words.

Song Guicheng did not disappoint everyone and gave his answer: "According to my guess, Lu Yuan must have violated the rule that no quarreling is allowed in Yongding Building..."

Before he could finish his words, Yan Gu suddenly rushed up and stared at Song Guicheng, as if he wanted to bite him to death: "Why didn't you say it earlier! What's the point of your hindsight now? The person is dead!"

Chen Wenyu tried to stop Yan Gu first, but Yan Gu, who had gone mad, was too strong and Chen Wenyu could not resist.

Just as Xu Chongchuan was about to step forward, he was stopped by Shi Sui.

Song Guicheng gently pulled Chen Wenyu away and walked towards Yan Gu in three or two steps.

He was almost a head taller than Yan Gu. Although his face was pale, he still had a condescending aura. He said softly, "Wasn't it Mr. Yan who had the quarrel with Lu Yuan?"

Yan Gu's eyes suddenly widened, like a popped balloon, and he took two steps back shudderingly, but was stopped by Song Guicheng.

Song Guicheng bent down, got close to Yan Gu, and gently turned his head so that it was facing Lu Yuan's body.

Lu Yuan looked at him with his empty eyes, a pair of horrified, fearful and desperate eyes.

The panic rising from the bottom of his heart gripped Yan Gu tightly.

Song Guicheng's gentle voice rang in his ears: "Didn't you cause Lu Yuan to fall down while taking a shower on the first night? Didn't you take advantage of the other two roommates? Aren't you shameless and unmotivated?

Mr. Yan, what are you afraid of? "

Song Guicheng's voice was clean and gentle, and he spoke slowly and steadily, as if he was slowly explaining things to him. But to Yan Gu's ears it sounded like the whisper of a devil.

Yan Gu's face was extremely pale, even paler than the wall, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. If Song Guicheng hadn't been holding him up, he would have probably knelt down.

"Besides," Song Guicheng leaned close to his ear and chuckled. Yan Gu smelled a refreshing and slightly bitter fragrance, "Until just now, you were still arguing, and your voice was so loud that the whole building could hear it."

He suddenly distanced himself from her, smiled slightly, and made a gesture to silence Yan Gu when he was about to speak:

"Hush, Mr. Yan, you don't stand a chance."

Yan Gu finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground, sweat pouring down like rain.

Shi Sui was always laughing, his laugh was bright and happy. It was so interesting, so interesting! The weak and incompetent people were panicked, and the gentle person showed his fangs.

How interesting, even more interesting than the copy.

His eyes met Song Guicheng who turned his head, and he did not hide his happiness and interest in his eyes at all.

Or is it that being gentle and jade-like is actually a mask, but you have worn it for so long that you have forgotten to take it off?