attack stream of life

It's a two-storey old-style small house, everything in the room is complete, it seems that there are still people living there, and there are red double happiness stickers on the wall and windows.There is nothing special in the master room, there is a half-torn book of poetry on the table, and there is a copper brazier on the floor, with a pile of incense ash and a few red beans in it.

Qingchuan was in doubt, as if in a dream.

There were other people around him, some as surprised and terrified as he was, while others looked indifferent.

"It looks like this game is about eliminating obsessions, which is my least favorite type."

A tall and glamorous girl said that she greeted the other six people present, "Hi everyone, are there any old players? I am impatient to explain."

At this time, a rather inconspicuous young man in the crowd, with an ordinary appearance, an ordinary voice, and an ordinary temperament, stood up and smiled embarrassedly, "Well, I've played it three times before."

"Here, it's a horror game world. Only by clearing the level can you continue to survive. You can get rewards by clearing the level. It is said that if you pass the highest score, you can get a pass to return directly to reality. The rest of the score clears the level. There is a certain probability to get a gift bag. There are props and clues here. .”

"In short, it's a small game like 'how far can you survive'. But it disappears when you die. Maybe you can return to reality, or it's more likely to die directly."

"Generally speaking, there are several types of games, such as escape, decryption, and obsession elimination. Among them, the obsession elimination is the most friendly to novice players, because there are usually no abnormal killers or supernatural creatures."

"The three are easy to recognize. The escape category generally has a scary scene at first glance. The decryption category will have a guide npc, and the obsession elimination category is more routine. Like the current scene, there are no npcs, and there are no weird traces. To a large extent, it is obsession elimination."

"According to my experience of clearing the level last time, there will be a scene replay at the beginning. Then it will officially start. All the clues to solve the puzzle are in the scene replay. It is different from the horror game in our concept. There are no terrorist murders here. There is only a past memory, which represents the protagonist's obsession."

"After the official game started, we turned into the protagonists and each had our own missions. The reason why it is called a horror game is that if we are discovered, we will die, and if we do things that do not conform to the human design without authorization, we will die... we must maintain the human design, We must also complete the task, which is to eliminate the obsession of the protagonist."

"So, how do you know who is the object of obsession? Do you have any hints?" A girl dressed in a gothic style asked.

The quality of the five rookies is very good, none of them yelled, and they all kept calm for the first time, which made the attitude of the two old players a little better.

"No, there is no hint. This object of obsession can be anyone, even someone who just passed by. The difficulty lies in this. We don't know who the object of this obsession is, let alone what the protagonist's obsession is. But there is one thing, a senior told me that all obsessions are parting from love, meeting resentment, not getting what you want, gaining and losing, and having both. The opening replay will also remind you that everything is the obsession of the protagonist Evolution, the object of obsession is another center of the story."

Qingchuan was thoughtful: "It sounds like an emotional task." The aunt of the neighborhood committee must be suitable.

"It was indeed an independent task when it officially started, but it was possible to exchange information before. Some people would deliberately hide or even misinterpret it if they wanted to get a high score. However, one prerequisite must be guaranteed, that is, you can clear the level, so exchanging information is the best. You don’t have to worry too much, the first game for beginners is usually very friendly, careful, keep calm, and it’s not difficult to pass the level.”

"If we don't have acting skills, don't we just give away our heads?"

"No, there is the instinct of the original owner."

Just as he was talking, the air around him suddenly became blurred, distorted and distorted, like a high-temperature burning flame.

"It's started, pay attention." The lady Gao Leng said at the beginning.

In a blink of an eye, it was night.

This family is going to have a wedding, the girl in the family is going to get married, and the yard is full of red dowries.

They saw the wing room opened and the mistress walked out, but there was no smile on her face. Everyone looked in, only to see a very beautiful girl sitting on the bed without saying a word, with her wedding red dress beside her. .

Waiting to see again, the mother had already turned around and closed the door, went back to the yard, looked at the dowry all over the yard, and sighed softly.

Everyone thought that something was going to happen, and the mistress of the family also returned to her room, and soon the light from the window paper dimmed, and there was a moment of silence.

The night in this era is very quiet, so quiet that the rapid rain knocking on the door in the front yard can be clearly heard.

It only rang for a few seconds, and a thin middle-aged man hurried out of the darkened room. He opened the door and went out. The door closed again, but there was no knock on the door.

Everyone rushed over and tried to open the door, but the door didn't budge.

"We are just spectators. But this knock on the door may be an important clue." The old player said.

At this time, the girl's wing room also opened the door, she looked towards the door, wanting to confirm, but her mother came from the other side, "Don't look, it's not him. If he wanted to come, he would have come already, why wait until now? "

The girl lost her mind for a moment, and she didn't even care about the etiquette of saying hello to her parents, so she hid her face and retreated.

The girl was about to close the door when her mother said again: "He has no parents or brothers in his family, only his mother-in-law who is often bedridden. My son, why don't you think about it and keep delaying because of him? If he wants to come to the door to beg, we will not refuse, but He doesn't care, let it go."

The girl closed the door and said nothing, but her mother sighed again outside.

After a while, the middle-aged man came back, talked with the woman in the yard for a while, and then they went back to their room.

Nothing happened overnight.

Time fast forwarded to the second day, and the guests appeared one after another. The girl's little sister came to her. She put on her wedding dress, and an old lady twisted her face with a thin thread, and put on powder and rouge.

She was originally an extremely beautiful girl, she looked like a lotus with clear water when she was plain, and like a drunk peony when she was heavily made-up, coupled with this wedding dress, she was truly stunning.

It's just that everyone in the room is laughing, only she doesn't.

At dusk, when going out, the girl came out of the house wearing a hijab. She stood in the yard for a while, and the room was full of voices, but she said: "This yard is so quiet today..."

The dowry goes first, and the girl sits on the sedan chair after, staggering to go forward.The curtain on one side of the sedan chair was suddenly lifted a little, and the girl lifted her hijab for one last look, but her gaze went around the door of the house, and she turned around somewhere nearby in the crowd.

Nothing at all.

She quietly lowered the curtain again.

The story ends here abruptly, leaving only the rhyme.

The surrounding air twisted again.

"The object of obsession may be the family next door to the left!" Qing Chuan only had time to say such a sentence, and the scene changed.

Qingchuan found himself sitting in an antique room, on a canopy bed with peeling paint, and a stack of red wedding dresses beside him.Looking up again, I saw the woman shaking her head helplessly while gently closing the door.

Already officially started?

He stood up and turned the room around.

The house was cleaned very cleanly. Although she was a girl from a market place, she should still be loved by the family. There was even a desk and a few books in the house, as well as pens, inks, papers and inkstones. She should be able to read some basic characters.Maybe learn some poetry.

These days, reading and buying books is a luxury.

He searched carefully and found half of the collection of poems he had seen before. He didn't know what the torn half was, but what remained were mostly pastoral poems, most of which belonged to Wang Wei.

The other brazier was also found. Under the bed, it had been cleaned up and there was nothing there, but a red bean was found in the corner under the bed, which was the same as the one in the brazier I had seen before.There is a hole in the middle of this red bean, which was once passed through by a rope, maybe it used to be a bracelet or a necklace, but now there is only this one left.

This scene is the evolution of the protagonist's obsession, and the clues left behind are at least not meaningless.A poem by Wang Wei appeared in Qingchuan's mind at that time: Acacia.

Red beans are born in southern China, and a few branches are born in spring.May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick.

Connecting with the plots I saw before, I intuitively corresponded to the drama of lovers who are destined to have nothing to do with each other.But the male protagonist has never appeared, and it is like a woman's unrequited love, so the obsession... What is it?

How should he get rid of this obsession?

Elope, not recommended.

It hurts women too much and once it starts there is no going back.Among other things, for example, Yuan Zhen complacently experienced the "Biography of Yingying" personally, and the children of high-ranking officials could become concubines even if they eloped, even without a name.

Love is meaningless if it doesn't make you happy.

Elopement can only be relied on and counted on a man's conscience. Does a man who would abduct others to elope have a conscience?

And they are not very friendly to their parents. Just looking at the situation in the whole room, they are not the kind of parents who are unkind to their children.After more than ten years of education, if there is no reward, it turns out to be a basin of sewage, which is unfilial.

You can be free and unrestrained in a relationship, but not in a long-term marriage.

Marriage requires love as well as responsibility.

If Wei Ge wasn't a tasker, Qing Chuan wouldn't even think about it, it's just so realistic, so he is really not suitable for dating, but very suitable for marriage.

So the protagonist in this scene, is her obsession really not being able to be with the one she loves?or something else?

What should he do if he just regrets not being able to be with his sweetheart?

If not, what should he do?

This place is a spiritual world, and there are no real items that can convey emotions to remind him, which is a bit unaccustomed to him.

Really couldn't find a clue, Qingchuan couldn't help substituting himself into it, if it was him, he waited so long but couldn't wait, more, it should be a kind of unwillingness to pay for nothing in return and resentment of being mistreated.

When he saw the person in the mirror, he was very charming, and it was the age when the flowers bloomed the best.

Huh?

Qingchuan suddenly had an idea.

Just at this time, there seemed to be a knock on the door outside, she walked over to open the door, two seconds had passed, only to see the door closed again, the mistress of the house came out of the room, saw Qingchuan, hated iron Steel sighed, "It wasn't him, if he had the heart, he would have come here long ago."

Qing Chuan also turned pale as if he couldn't accept it, and smiled wryly, "You're right, it's next door, if you're interested, you've come here a long time ago."

He was testing, testing whether that man was from the next door.

Because in the scene, after the woman gets on the sedan chair, what she looks at is the door of a family next door to her own, and then the crowd. If she doesn't see what she wants to see, she is so disappointed.

In addition, at that time she suddenly said in the yard, 'The yard is so quiet today', Qing Chuan suspected that she had heard that man's voice at home before, after thinking about it, it was the next door just across the wall, right?

Sure enough, the mistress of the family didn't find it strange, "It's good if you understand. Mother is someone who has been there and knows what my daughter's family is thinking. But son, if he has some responsibility, how can mother not want my son to be happy? You are already eighteen , If you wait any longer, the flowering period will be delayed."

The door was slightly closed again, Qingchuan sat in front of the dressing table, looking at the figure in the brass mirror in the dim candlelight, what a beautiful person, what a beautiful time, but he couldn't wait for the person he wanted to admire.

He looked at the mirror for a long time, and suddenly smiled, the smile was sad or happy.

"Spring tour, apricot blossoms blowing all over your head." Qing Chuan chanted in a low voice while standing up, walking to the bed, looking at the fiery red wedding dress, which was probably sewn by a woman stitch by stitch, representing a young girl's love and kindness. People's longing, longing for happiness, "Who is the young man in Moshang, who is full of flair?"

It was that one glance, and from then on, I fell in love secretly.

He shook off the clothes and put them in front of him. At that moment, the feeling of belonging to Qingchuan seemed to disappear, and there was no trace of unnaturalness. His face overlapped with that of the woman in the scene, and he looked sideways at the mirror There is a figure, "The concubine intends to marry her and marry her, and she will rest for the rest of her life. Even if she is ruthlessly abandoned, she should not be ashamed."

Whatever your conditions, whether you have money or not, whether you have status or not, whether you are lucky or unlucky in the future, I will marry you willingly and promise you for the rest of my life.

This is a great time, such a beautiful person, why should I let it down?

The candlelight was imprinted in the bronze mirror, only to see the woman sitting in front of the dressing table, smiling extremely beautifully, with tears rolling down her face, even the tear stains were beautiful.

He changed into his wedding dress, and the bright red wedding dress reflected his entire face like a peach blossom.

He picked up the comb, made a new bun, put on a hairpin, and painted his eyebrows and lips in front of the mirror, carefully and slowly, as if he was going on a date for a lifetime.

The dim mirror is like the moonlight at midnight, reflecting Chang'e's face in the moon.

"House, host?" The system asked tremblingly.

Qing Chuan ignored it, he stood up, pressed the candle in the lantern, and slowly walked out of the room with the dim lantern in hand.

The skirt of the pomegranate skirt swayed like a lotus leaf in the breeze, revealing a little embroidered shoes.

There was no one in the yard, no wind, no rain, and no sound of insects croaking or frogs croaking. The dowry box with red paper pasted in the yard was as cold as mosquito blood under the moonlight.

He came out from the back door, it was a quiet alley, only Mingyue took pity on this corner.

He knocked on the door next door.

a bit.

Twice.

Three times.

On the third click, the door opened.It was a handsome young man who opened the door, wearing a plain robe that was old and not old, his eyes were blue and bloodshot.When he saw Qing Chuan, he took a step back in astonishment, and couldn't help looking at his face and body.

"am I pretty?"

The young man's gaze seemed to be scorched by flames, and he immediately avoided it.

Beautiful, how can it not be beautiful?

In the best years of a woman, she wears a wedding dress with a special symbol, with light makeup and heavy makeup, and asks you with a charming smile: Am I beautiful?

The most beautiful thing is meeting the best you and the most sincere heart at this age.

"I'm so beautiful, but you can't see it." Qing Chuan laughed softly, "You are really blind."

The young man seemed to have suffered an unimaginable trauma to his heart, and he stepped back again. If he hadn't held on to the doorknob, he might have slipped to the ground on the spot.

He looked at Qingchuan, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to speak, his lips were pursed into a straight line, his eyes were full of pain.

"It's me... who offended the beauty and lost my time..."

Qing Chuan stretched out his hand, a red bean was tied to the palm of his hand, "Do you still remember?"

"remember."

Qing Chuan flipped his palm, and the red beans slid to the ground.He glanced at the gray-faced young man, and forced a smile on his face, "I thought you didn't know what I meant, but you did. You knew, but you didn't dare to come because you couldn't afford it."

"Looking at you now, it turns out that you are nothing more than that..."

After all, he folded his body and left without a trace of nostalgia.

"Lights are lit at the bottom of the well, and the candles are deep, and Gong Lang will play Go.... Don't play Go, don't miss the deadline."

Qing Chuan raised his head, facing the woman in red who was exactly like him now.The woman didn't look at him, but looked behind him.

Qing Chuan also turned around to look, and saw the young man half squatting on the ground, picking up the red bean string in his hand, looking up to this side, not at him, but at the woman behind him, saying, "Linglong dice and red bean , I don’t know if I miss you deeply.”

The dark alley quickly retreated, the woman in red still looked the same, but the young man was already a monk, still holding the rope in his hand with a red bean on it.

"During my best years, you made me wait for you and didn't come for a long time. You refused to come, and you refused to say goodbye indefinitely. You made me obsessed with every thought, and missed every inch of love. Now that I'm gone, you And who do you show affectionately to?"

The young monk said to Hongdou, "I regretted it when I saw you had a sad face."

"There is someone in his heart, and there is someone in my heart. It's just that they seem to be in harmony. I can't figure it out. I can't figure it out. Every day is like drinking dove wine, poisoning my internal organs. It turns out that what I can't forget all these years is not that day you didn't come to take me Let's go. What I can't let go of is that I haven't seen through your cowardice."

The woman in red laughed softly for a while, "What can you say can't give me happiness? It's just that you are too weak. You don't dare to do it anymore. But I only deceive myself because I heard that you have become a monk. If you don't come, you are cowardly. If you become a monk, you are also cowardly." .I can’t live with my true heart, and you can’t live with your own true nature.…Today, you should wake up too.”

She flew away with her red sleeves, and the young monk and the red bean rope turned into fly ash and passed away with the wind.

Suddenly the environment changed, the night was reversed, and it was day again.

Qing Chuan changed back to his original appearance, his body was the same as when he participated in the live broadcast - black long straight hair hanging down, white shirt with red bean paste pink dress and white shoes, looking like a girl who is elegant and refined.

extremely beautiful.

The woman in red looked at him carefully, she could see Qingchuan's true gender at a glance.

She just doesn't understand why Qingchuan is obviously a boy, why is he wearing a pink skirt?It's still the attitude of a daughter's family.Could it be some fashion in their place? "I like you very much, do you want to stay?"

"But I have something to do and someone to find."

"The woman you like is as beautiful and powerful as me?"

"It has nothing to do with beauty and strength, and what I like is men."

The woman in red snorted softly, and skipped the first half of his sentence directly, "What's so good about a man? A hypocritical, cowardly and incompetent person, when you need him, he will never be there, and when you don't need it, he will appear from time to time, as if he is deeply in love. It’s just impossible to face.”

Qing Chuan shook his head with a smile: "I'm different from senior. He doesn't need to be strong or brave, he just needs to stay there obediently, waiting for me to travel through thousands of mountains and rivers, and pass through all obstacles to save him. Senior is persistent because he was weak and weak back then. Youji, but you are so powerful now, there are so many beauties in the world, even if you change them every day, they are fresh for a few years, why are you stuck in the past and embarrassing yourself?"

"Let me ask you, what will happen if he betrays you?"

"One breaks up and the other breaks up, each is happy, it's not good."

The woman in red suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, "My junior, I am not as good as you. If I have your heart, why should I be afraid of a man's negative feelings?"

She pulled off a string of red bean bracelets on her wrist, took out another string from her sleeve, and handed them all to Qing Chuan, "Take this as a parting gift. If you have a sweetheart, wear one on his wrist, and you will be separated from him." Thousands of mountains and rivers, you can also feel the sound of each other's pulse."

The woman in red disappeared after speaking, Qing Chuan put away his things and found a place to sit.

He should have passed the level, why hasn't he left yet?Does this task have to wait until everyone has finished, regardless of failure or success, before they can leave together?

The air was distorted again, and the cold old player from the beginning appeared. When she saw Qingchuan, she was more surprised than Qingchuan saw her. She raised her eyebrows, "You cleared the level so quickly?"

"good."

Both of them smiled fakely, and neither of them would go into details.

After a while, people came one after another, and suddenly a voice appeared: the game is over, the score will be calculated, and the rewards will be distributed.

There were seven at the beginning, but five came back in the end, and two failed for unknown reasons.

Is the death rate so high for such a mission that is not difficult at all in the legend?

The former friendly old players are also survivors, and they are still popularizing science with the newcomers, "After each game is over, there is a stay time, only 24 hours, for sleep and rest, you must take good care of it, and rushing into the next game can be dangerous. Not a good idea."

At this time, five packages fell from the sky, and each of them chose a person to throw into their arms.Qing Chuan thought he didn't have one at first, but he didn't expect a golden glitter to fly into his arms, and it opened automatically, turning into a red leather book, like a marriage certificate.

Everyone's eyes drifted over, and Qing Chuan also found that the packages in their arms were all white.

"The highest reward?" The old player, who was still honest and dull, looked at Qingchuan, showing his fangs like a wolf disguised as a domestic dog.

Qingchuan immediately put away the notebook.

A whirlpool door appeared in front of everyone, the old player was in a hurry, thinking that Qingchuan would leave soon, but he didn't expect him to, so he laughed, and he no longer had the kind-hearted look he had at the beginning.

He rushed over like a hungry wolf, "Little girl, hand over the things, and I can let you go."

He didn't finish his sentence completely, Qingchuan held his arm, stretched out his foot and kicked the hollow of his knee, he held the opponent's head left and right with both hands and twisted it directly.

That's an understatement, the old player's head was turned 180 degrees, and his face appeared behind him.Qing Chuan let go of his hand, watching him fall and turn into bubbles.

Another rookie player screamed in fright, but the cold woman just raised her eyebrows.

However, Qingchuan has already recovered the soft and beautiful goddess appearance before, even standing there is as slender as a willow in the breeze.Godzilla pretended to be a little white rabbit again, but they were no longer deceived by appearances.

The old player disappeared, and there were still a few things that looked like props left on the ground.

"That sister, do you want it?" Qing Chuan tilted his head and smiled very cutely at the old player.

"No." The old female player, who was sweating profusely, left directly, preferring not to have this rest time: Ma Dan, there is a big pervert hidden in the newcomer.

So Qing Chuan looked at the other two novice players, both of them were taken aback.

"I do not have……"

"no no……"

The terrified expressions of the two were too obvious, and Qing Chuan gave up his plan to continue teasing them, "I was asking if you want these things? It looks like some props."

"Eh? Don't you want it?"

"It's more useful to you." After finishing speaking, Qing Chuan raised his foot and stepped into the door, then turned his head to face the two of them, clenched his fists and pursed his lips and made a cute girl's cheering gesture, "Looking forward to meeting next time, come on!"

The ending sound was [-]% sweet, but it scared the two trembling little quails into shivering.

Dare not dare.

Farewell. Farewell.