My Iyashikei Game

Han Fei showed his life's acting skills in just a few minutes. He kept giving himself psychological hints to bring himself into a new role, but even so, his body was still trembling with fear!

It's not that his acting is bad, it's human instinct.

Panting heavily, Han Fei sat paralyzed on the bed, and when he closed his eyes now, he felt that there were children around him.

"Although I fooled them, I will still appear in that room next time I log in to the game. What if 'crying' doesn't keep its promise?"

Grabbing his hair hard, Han Fei felt like he was overdrawn: "I will definitely go crazy if I can't find it when I cry. I finally suggested that he go to the other neighbors in the building to find me. The perfect situation is when I'm online, The cry happened to be in the other neighbor's house."

Han Fei left a way out for himself, but he also knew that it was very unlikely.

"It's scary to cry. When I looked at him, I felt like he was watching me all the time. As long as I showed a hint of cowardice and flaws, I would probably be killed by him." Han Fei still shudders when he thinks about it now: " This feeling of hanging in the hands of others is really bad, if I can survive tonight, I must improve my level as soon as possible and collect various items."

Han Fei gritted his teeth and made up his mind, but after a while he felt powerless and hopeless again.

He has tried his best to survive this time, and next time he logs in directly in a room full of little devils, he is really not sure of getting out.

"Tomorrow night may be the last time I play the game."

Looking at the game helmet on the table, Han Fei was speechless. He was just an ordinary person, and he was naturally afraid of death.

The nerves were tense for a long time, and Han Fei was very tired now, but he couldn't sleep at all.

He always felt that his life was still very long and that he had enough time to do what he wanted to do, but it was not until this moment that he really felt that his life was constantly passing.

"A lot of unimportant things I want to do tomorrow, but if one day, tomorrow can't come again, how will I allocate the last twenty-four hours of my life."

The nervousness still could not be calmed down, so Han Fei turned on Wang Yiyun Music and chose a few soothing songs.

No matter how fast technology develops, music is a haven for the soul.

The night passed without knowing it. After dawn, Han Fei took out his mobile phone and flipped through the half-page address book.

Han Fei is an orphan. He doesn't have the happy childhood of other children. Watching others grow up under the wings of his parents, he can only run wild in the heavy rain with an umbrella.

He has never experienced family affection, and he has never tried love. The world is not gentle to him, but he wants to return more laughter and happiness to the world.

He likes to listen to other people's laughter very much, and the feeling of happiness and joy is like an elf, which will gently fall on his lonely soul.

That's why he wants to be a comedian.

Turning off the music, Han Fei looked out the window, the early sun rose and everything came alive.

"Its daybreak."

Opening the window, Han Fei put the slanted gaming helmet on the table. It has already happened, so it cannot be changed. Instead of worrying about tomorrow, it is better to live the present.

He remembered the words of the comedy master Chaplin - today I only do things that are fun and happy, do what I love and make my heart happy, in my way, in my rhythm.

Brushing his teeth and taking a shower, Han Fei looked at himself in the mirror, and he couldn't see the slightest depression in him now.

"In the face of death, a lot of unthinkable things have been thought about now. Is this the charm of healing games?"

Dressed neatly, Han Fei walked out of the room with his mobile phone.

It rained last night, and the morning air was exceptionally fresh. He took a deep breath and was about to walk forward when he suddenly heard a child crying.

He shuddered, especially sensitive to crying, and turned to look.

Two children stood under a big tree and kept shouting a name.

"Don't cry, don't cry, what happened?" Han Fei comforted the two children softly.

"Little girl is on the tree! It won't come down!"

Han Fei looked up, only to realize that Xiaojiao was a young cat.

The cat was meowing and meowing, making people feel very pitiful.

"You two help me take off my clothes." Han Fei took off his coat and climbed up the tree.

"I feel that my body is a little lighter than before, and my movements have become more dexterous. Does adding a little more in the game affect reality?" Be optimistic about it, and don't let it run around again."

The two children nodded in unison while holding the cat, looking a little cute.

Looking at the smiling faces on their faces, Han Fei thought of "crying" inexplicably: "It's all children, why is the gap so big? Will crying in the game ever have such a smile?"

After patting the ashes on his body, Han Fei walked out of the community.

Shortly after he left, Zhao Ming, Zhang Xiaotian and Li Xue in casual clothes walked out of a van in the parking lot of the community.

"Psychologically twisted and perverted super criminals will help children save cats?" Zhang Xiaotian was a little uncertain.

"Don't be careless! Did you forget what the captain said? Super criminals are masters of manipulating human nature! This may be his disguise." Zhao Ming was actually a bit at a loss. Han Fei was different from super criminals no matter what angle he looked at. A lot, at least with the super criminals they imagined

completely different.

"I've seen the kind of super criminal you mentioned once when I was on an escort mission." Li Xue stood at the back, and what she said immediately caught the attention of Zhao Ming and Zhang Xiaotian: "It's just for escorting that prisoner. The streets along the way were blocked in advance, and several departments worked together."

"Have you seen a super criminal? Sister Li, what does that person look like?" Zhang Xiaotian and Zhao Ming were very curious.

"I can't see his face, he was locked in a special safety box, and his whole body was bound. I only remember that he had a pattern similar to butterfly wings on his exposed left hand." Li Xue waved his hand: "Don't ask any more, These things can't be said casually, let's focus on Han Fei."

"Sister Li, since you don't think Han Fei can be a super criminal, why do you still follow us to observe him?" Zhang Xiaotian didn't understand.

"It's because I don't think he's a super criminal, so I'm following you. I'm afraid you'll do stupid things." Li Xue was the first to go out after saying this: "You two have no experience in investigation and tracking, so it's best to stay away from me. "

The three policemen quietly followed behind Han Fei. They wanted to find out what was wrong with Han Fei, but they found nothing.

Han Fei has helped many people along the way. He is enthusiastic, gentle, and has a memory in his eyes. That kind of love for the world seems to be the last day of his life.

His performance is in line with the judgment of the Citizen Information System. If the risk score of such a person is not zero, it is probably abnormal.