Let me live [Quick Transmigration]

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This room is about the same size as Lu You's bedroom in the rented house. Lu You just glanced at it, and the interior layout can be seen at a glance - because there are so few things.There are only two pieces of furniture in the room, except for the chair he was sitting on just now, and a single bed placed against the wall.There were no desks, no cabinets, not even windows—it seemed paradoxically both empty and suffocatingly cramped.

The place where Lu You is standing at the moment is the corridor leading to the door, and there is another door at hand. What is separated here should be a small bathroom, just like the structure of some hotel rooms, but it is used for partition. It's walls not glass.Lu You tried to press the handle and found that the door was locked.After all, he was a little unwilling to give up, and tried the door again, but of course he couldn't open it.After twisting the handle repeatedly, trying to see the outside through the side and bottom of the door crack, and even courageously kicking the door hard, after a series of attempts all failed, Lu You finally gave up helplessly.

He walked slowly and reluctantly into the room, feeling that the act of walking back represented some kind of compromise...

When passing by the chair, Lu You tried to move it, but the result was exactly as he had expected: the chair was fixed to the ground.No wonder he pushed and pushed when he got up just now, but he didn't move at all.He walked around the room a few times, touched the walls and the floor, looked under the bed, but found nothing that might help him escape—even the corners of the bed that were most likely to accumulate dust were wiped clean, What odds and ends can be expected to be inadvertently left behind?

He also stuck to the wall and listened for a while, and seemed to vaguely hear the sound of vehicles on the street, and suspected that it was just a pipe buried in the wall, or it was purely an illusion he had produced in the silence.In this closed room where he couldn't see the outside world, he couldn't be sure where he was, nor did he know what time it was.It can only be judged from the fact that he doesn't feel hungry, and from the fact that he lost consciousness on the street, it shouldn't have been too long...

The walls are also bare, and the only thing that counts as decoration is a switch that controls the overhead light in the room.Lu You pressed the switch several times, and tried to pry off the switch casing, but he didn't have tools, and he couldn't move even a little bit even after hurting his fingernails.Later, he didn't insist on it anymore, after all——so what if it was broken?

There were only wires behind the switch, and he couldn't make himself smaller and get out of there.Nor did he have such a strong desire to "give me freedom or give me death", and I was going to find a chance to electrocute myself within half an hour before being kidnapped and imprisoned.

captivity……

Lu You didn't want to sit in that cold chair, so he re-made the sheets and mattress that he had lifted to check, and sat down on the edge of the bed.His mind was running rather sluggishly, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock.When he was rummaging around in the room just now, he could still focus on the movements of his hands, and let some analysis that he didn't know if it was useful occupy his mind, so as to avoid thinking about other issues; but now, he has nothing to do, no longer Nothing can stop the panic, I just feel that my heart is falling heavily like being hung with a heavy object.

Such a thing...why did it happen to him?

Lu You recalled the man's voice, the voice was very recognizable, he was sure he had never heard it before.It must have been a complete stranger to him.He touched the place where his wrist had been tied, and there were faint red marks and almost invisible lines left there.The numbness of the fingertips caused by the poor bleeding disappeared shortly after being loosened - looking at the imprint, although he was in panic at the time, his feeling was not wrong: the "rope" was at least surrounded by fingers. Thick, strong and heavy.Recalling the cold touch, Lu You couldn't help shivering slightly.

What puzzled Lu You the most was that when the "rope" was loosened from him, the man's voice was almost at the door.From this distance, he really couldn't figure out how to do it.Moreover, he didn't hear the sound of something falling to the ground and being dragged away, it seemed to be leaving from the air - just like the strong wind that struck out of the air and scratched a shallow wound on his side.

But... how is that possible?

The scratched place on the face is almost painless, just a tight feeling.Lu You didn't touch it with his hands anymore, and made up his mind to wait for the man to come again, try to ask him for a Band-Aid or something, and see how he would react.

During the exploration in the room just now, besides confirming that there was really nothing in the room except a bed and a chair, Lu You actually had another discovery, that is——there was nothing in this room, even barely. Something that could be called "sharp".The edges of the furniture, which should be angular, and even the corners of the walls, have all been ground into blunt arcs.

In Lu You's view, if it is for "protection", such a move is completely superfluous.He is not a child who stumbles and stumbles. If he is not careful, he will bump and hurt himself; if he wants to avoid the fatal danger of "hitting the back of the head or spine after accidentally falling", it is useless to grind the edges and corners——Lu In Yau's mind, the kind of room in the mental hospital with soft walls and floors that he had seen in movies appeared in his mind, and suddenly a chill ran up his spine, causing him to shake his head quickly to get rid of this idea.

However, this may illustrate one point: that man is indeed as he said in the words, and he does not want to hurt him.

...at least not wanting to have bodily, accident or self-destructive injuries...

After adding these two attributives to a good sentence, it sounds really hard to make people feel at ease.Lu You clasped his hands together and took a few slow and deep breaths to fight against the constant surge of panic in his heart.He also checked his clothes just now, and they were still the same clothes he was wearing, but the keys, mobile phone and some odds and ends were taken away from his pockets, and naturally the backpack was also... Xia □□things were so thin that it was almost impossible to dismantle them into fabrics. Not much, he wore shoes without a single lace, and really didn't know how to use them as a "getaway" tool.

However, he made an appointment with Yuan Xiaoxiao to meet, and now that he has lost contact with the outside world, he should be able to discover the abnormality soon, right?

Thinking that the last place where I lost consciousness was on the street with people coming and going, although I couldn't figure out what method the man used, but it is likely that others would inevitably see him on the way to take him away.When Yuan Xiaoxiao found out that he was missing, he called the police... The possibility of external rescue raised a little hope in Lu You's heart, and his mood was a little calmer because of this.After realizing this change, he couldn't help showing a wry smile at his good adaptability.

I don't know what that man wants... Is he satisfied with just being locked up like this, or is there something else he wants?Should he do everything possible to save himself, or should he put his own safety first, behave submissively, and wait for rescue?

Lu You turned around and looked at the single bed he was sitting on. Apart from the quilt and pillow, there was also a soft and fluffy cloth pillow—this was the only thing in the whole room with a slight comforting meaning, as if Represents the last bit of tenderness left in the heart of the person who furnished the room.Lu You took the pillow and put it on his lap, patted it, and hugged it into his arms.Numerous questions and thoughts in his mind were entangled in a mess, and gradually turned into a blank, making him stare blankly at the ground and start to freeze.

The man said he would be back in two hours.

Whether you choose to fight or obey, you can't do it in the current situation where you know almost nothing.To find a turning point in things, at least until then...

In a room so quiet that you can hear your own breathing without a clock telling the time, the flow of time is difficult to determine, and even a few minutes can become unbearable.Although I feel disgusted and afraid of the culprit of the current predicament, what I am even more afraid of is being forgotten here alone.

Lu You lowered his head in silence and buried his face on the pillow, feeling the old nightmare taking shape behind him, staring at him with a pair of cold and mocking eyes.And he sat there motionless, counting his breaths.

waiting.

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"He's quite suitable for a cage." A girl's voice said from across the wall.

The sound insulation material inside the wall blocked the sound very well, and Lu You in the room could not hear it at all.The light gray girl with unusual hair and eyes withdrew her palm pressed against the wall, and ended the spying—even the "monster" didn't know, and Lu You certainly didn't expect that there would be someone who didn't need to use a peephole or a camera to just The existence that can observe his every move in the room.And compared to her needing to touch the wall, another "person" could even skip this step.The girl lowered her arms and turned her head to look at the man standing beside her.

"Do you think so, Qi Zhengyun?" she asked.

Cage?

Qi Zhengyun frowned at Hui Hui's words, but still maintained a cold expression, and did not refute.Huihui stared at him for a while, then sighed boredly, feeling a little bit of sympathy for the human being captured by the monster in the room.

However, even though it was a human being she had a good impression of and would like to protect if possible, and this "monster" with a strange aura and unknown origin was just seen more than an hour ago, and her attitude still made her very disliked , and she has no intention of fighting the latter for the sake of the former—or should I say, courage?

Because this guy who gave himself a completely human name, when he found her to ask for help, he brought the "activation password" she had set for himself before.

The word sounded like it was being used for a mechanical program, not that there were actually any parts or chips inside her.This is a special set of words she pre-determined after knowing that there are restarts and timeline adjustments in this world.Because she knows that according to her own temperament, if she encounters such a thing in the future, she will definitely not be able to help getting involved, and she will tell a certain word to the person who can preserve the memory during the restart, and then convey it to the person after the restart. In this way, some information can be conveyed.

She was bored, and carefully set up different passwords for various specific scenarios, some representing "trustworthy advice and help", some stating "you will get involved in trouble and avoid it quickly", and "if you don't want to be tossed miserably It’s best to be obedient”—the password that this man uttered was precisely the last one.

In fact, before this man came to the door, Hui Hui had already expected it.The notebook disappeared for one reason, and another...

She glanced at Qi Zhengyun again, and saw him staring blankly at the wall, as if he could see the people behind him through the bricks.She knew that he was actually listening to the voice, feeling the temperature and breath; this contradictory attitude of being extremely concerned but indifferent made her feel puzzled, but wisely she did not indulge her curiosity to ask.And the man's aura was like black clouds rolling and intertwined with lightning before the heavy rain. She seemed to be standing beside her talking and laughing freely, but in fact it took a lot of effort to suppress the urge to turn around and run away, the farther the better.

A few hours ago, it should be the time for a new round to start after the restart. She stopped suddenly on the way back to school, because of the change that made the world faintly shake—in this city, it seems to be in countless places. At the same time, countless vortexes that devour souls and existence are opened.The breath of the monsters that she had recorded in the notebook, together with the small notebook, quickly decayed and dissipated until they disappeared completely——

In just a short moment, the whole city fell silent.It swept past like a cold and clean hurricane, sweeping away everything in its path, but it didn't make a sound at all.She stood by the side of the road, surrounded by unaware human beings who were still busy coming and going, and she felt a shiver creep up her spine, experiencing a strange and huge fear.

Therefore, when Qi Zhengyun came to her door, Huihui didn't even want to ask about her previous experience. Anyway, Qi Zhengyun said what to do, and she just did it.Contributing the previously collected drugs as collections, creating chaos elsewhere on the street to attract the attention of others, helping to decorate the room... These processes were carried out smoothly as if they had been rehearsed countless times, and finally made her raise the question "Maybe there is indeed many times" doubt.

Although I know the reason why curiosity killed the cat, it is impossible for her to completely shut up and not ask.Huihui secretly glanced at Qi Zhengyun several times, but couldn't bear it, and asked casually, "Speaking of which, how many times have you restarted before?"

Qi Zhengyun didn't answer right away, but this time he finally reacted a bit, and turned to look at her.The pair of dark and deep pupils is not so much a certain expression, it might be better described as a gloomy and windless sea in a cloudy night.Huihui wisely decided not to ask further questions, but this has actually verified her guess to a certain extent.Just when she thought Qi Zhengyun was too lazy to talk to her, she heard Qi Zhengyun speak.

"It's not like that," he whispered.

Huihui asked "Huh?" in doubt, before realizing that this should be an answer to her previous sentence. "...Are you saying he can't get used to it?" She stretched out her hand and touched the wall with her fingertips as a signal, "But I think he got used to it very quickly—no hysterics, no yelling, I thought He would at least throw a pillow, and he just sat still... As long as you don't do anything excessive to him, it's hard to imagine him fighting fiercely for 'freedom'."

After she finished speaking, she thought of something, and immediately cast a strange look at Qi Zhengyun, "Don't you really do something?"

Qi Zhengyun's response to this was to give a low laugh, and the hairs on his whole body stood on end as a result of the laugh - if she had any.Then the short and weird smile disappeared from his lips again, and his tone returned to his indifference. "Aren't you afraid of death?" He asked coldly.

"I'll just say it casually." Huihui murmured, and took a step back, "Okay——since I have nothing to do here, then I'd better go. I don't want to stay by your side and peep, I feel Weird."

The airflow around the monster girl sped up slightly, creating a thin wind. "Also, just to remind you—" she said suddenly, "Even if it is a cage, it is a cage made of wire and can see the outside. If you put a person in this kind of closed room, even if he doesn't want to escape, In a few days, there will be mental problems—" She paused, looked at Qi Zhengyun and said, "Have you heard me say this several times?"

Qi Zhengyun was silent for a while. "This is the first time," he said.

"Okay." Huihui said, and looked at the wall again, "Then, it seems that this is the first time you have done this." form, like a gray moth riding the wind out of a nearby open window.

Before leaving, she glanced back, as if seeing the two people in a similar state in the two rooms separated by a wall: standing and sitting, both bowed their heads, both alone without saying a word, both Thinking of things that maybe—she wasn't sure if she should add the word "maybe"—would never say it.She felt an indescribable silent atmosphere that was quietly expanding and spreading, trying to drag everything around her into a bottomless abyss—in the terrifying illusion that she was about to be swallowed by the dark giant mouth of a monster, she hurriedly urged He moved the air around him, hurriedly accelerated and flew away.