The characters in the horror game have a crush on me

"Drip, drop—"

The young man stood by the door and heard the sound of water dripping.

What's on the other side of the door...?

He frowned slightly and opened the door.

The bloody smell coming from the pavement... makes people sick!

When normal people face such a situation, they will subconsciously develop fear. Before the brain has time to think about what happened, the body will respond first.

back off,

Shut the door hard!

However, he got used to it very quickly, and he didn't have any intention of retreating. He just used those long and narrow eyes to carefully explore every corner of the room.

The entire room is covered with various mannequins. This killer seems to be obsessed with artistic creation, using the flesh, bones, kidneys...all of them in the mannequins!

This killer decorated them with the decoration of this room in a way that contrasted them!

The whole room was filled with a kind of poignant beauty, the red liquid was evenly spread on the dark sofa with some tool.

It's as if some kind of gorgeous totem has been embroidered on this sofa.

On the fan that was still spinning, a bloody bandage was wrapped around it,

As the fan turns and turns,

Turn and turn...

The bloody liquid keeps falling,

On the wooden board, a field of dark red flowers was splashed.

His eyes shifted slightly, and he saw a long string of words left on the wall.

"You'll never guess me,

and never find me,

but me,

Can replace your closest person,

In this smell of blood mixed with the scent of roses,

been spying on you,

my dear……

Jiang, Yi, Lin! "

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——Jiang Yilin...?

All of a sudden, the young man woke up from the nightmare and opened his eyes.

He got up and went to the mirror.

On the smooth mirror surface, the silhouette of a young man was revealed.

The young man is very handsome, but his expression is quite cold, his eyebrows are long and narrow, his lips are thin, and he outlines a sharp arc when he smiles.

He looks in the mirror,

Smile slightly.

"So... my name is Jiang Yilin?"

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Jiang Yilin fastened the button on his wrist, and gently put down his hand.

After he woke up in this room, he found that he had lost all his memories.

He remembered the most basic common sense of life.

However, he couldn't remember who he was, what occupation he had, and whether he had any relatives... His mind went blank, as if someone had taken away his memory.

"I have no sense of disobedience to the name 'Jiang Yilin', that is to say, I or an acquaintance I once knew, someone is named Jiang Yilin."

"Combined with the nightmare that targeted me, it is very possible that my name is Jiang Yilin."

Jiang Yilin stretched out his fingers, the fingers were long and slender, but they were too pale, as if they hadn't been exposed to the sun for a long time.

"There are no calluses on my fingers, that is to say, I haven't had any work for a long time..."

Laborers engaged in coolie work usually have thick calluses on the palms of their hands, and even civil servants will leave some marks on the knuckles when holding a pen and typing.

"Staying home all day? It's not in my personality..."

Even if the memory is lost, the personality will not change in the general direction.

Jiang Yilin can feel that his emotional fluctuations are very small, which shows that he is relatively cold by nature.

And being too obsessive-compulsive, the behavior of buttoning every button on the collar to the top shows that he is not a lazy person. On the contrary, Jiang Yilin should be a person who pursues perfection too much and is somewhat paranoid.

"With my personality...would I just stay at home with nothing to do?"

Jiang Yilin thought for a moment, shook his head, and smiled.

"Well, that is to say, I was somehow... imprisoned in this place involuntarily."

He glanced at the room. It was too clean and tidy, and it felt very inconsistent. Except for a bed, a wardrobe with several sets of shirts and suits, a desk without any books, and a bathroom on the left, this There is nothing in the room.

This room has no windows.

Jiang Yilin walked to the door, pressed his temples and thought.

"Then the question is, why am I losing my memory?

Why are you imprisoned in this room? "

Jiang Yilin shook his head, realizing that he really seemed to be unable to remember anything.

He squatted down and saw a very narrow passage below, as if he could send something up...

Jiang Yilin tentatively put his hand on top, making gestures to measure the size.

"Even a dwarf can't pass through it, it's too narrow...Is this the passage for delivering food?"

He straightened up and looked at the doorknob.

Intuition told him that he could not open this door.

It's as if I have worked hard and designed countless plans...

However, Jiang Yilin raised his eyebrows, and slowly stretched out his hand towards the doorknob.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came out of Jiang Yilin's mind.

"Detect, detect—"

"Data detection, data compliance—"

"Try to bind, bind successfully——"

A deep voice sounded in his mind.

"Jiang Yilin, Mr. Jiang... hello."

"You'd better not put your hands on it - once you do, you will die, and the next day, the memory will continue to be refreshed, and everything will start all over again."

"Then you'll never have to get out of here."

Jiang Yilin's hand stopped in mid-air, "Who are you?"

The voice paused for a moment, obviously satisfied with Jiang Yilin's calmness, it seemed to be smiling, and spoke slowly.

"You can generally call me - the system."

"I have a few boring little games to test, and I want to invite you to play."

"Your memory will slowly recover in games with different templates, and you will also have the opportunity to get some help in escaping this place."

"I hope you can reach a cooperation with me."

--system……?

——The origin is unknown, but the purpose is a mystery... Interesting.

"What is the so-called boring little game?"

Jiang Yilin asked slowly.

"Have you ever played the horror games on the website? The so-called small games are probably... the real version of horror games. Don't worry, as long as you play each game and survive, you will be considered a success."

"The difficulty is not very high."

the system explained.

but……

The most important situation, it did not say.

That is... If you die in the game, in reality, you really die.

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"Then we are happy to work together."

After a few seconds, the handsome man spoke slowly.

He uttered a reply that satisfied the system.

The system slightly hooked its lips, and said——

"Dear Mr. Jiang, happy cooperation."