The Game Show of Death: Demons of Reason

"Director Wei, wake up!" Nian Wei had already shaken Wei Zixu who had fallen asleep vigorously, "The theater is over!"

"Well... well, it's over, when?" Wei Zixu half-opened his eyes, and sure enough, the curtain has been pulled up, the spotlights have been turned off, and the theater lights up the corridors and audience seats.Finally everyone else died and only the two of them remained.

Nian Weiji tried his best to straighten Wei Zixu upright, but he was still pulled to the knife's edge. The pain woke Wei Zixu up, and he heard Nian Weiji curse and say, "Why haven't scabs formed yet? Are you a hematopoietic machine? How could you bleed here?" How much blood?"

I was stabbed by a knife, not by playing basketball. If a wound of this level can heal naturally, why do I need a doctor?Wei Zixu wanted to make an excuse, but when he sat up, his head was dizzy and he didn't have the energy to speak.Nian Weiji continued to help him up, Wei Zixu put one hand on Nian Weiji's shoulder, trying to grab him so as not to kneel on the ground.Wei Zixu is now top-heavy, he can barely feel his legs, his vision turns black and turns white, and he can see things blurry, so he can only walk forward with Nian Weiji's support.

"I'm dizzy and want to sleep." Wei Zixu said with his head down.

At the end of the year: "You have suffered severe blood loss now, and if you fall asleep, it may be a long sleep."

Wei Zixu: "Let me sleep forever, I don't want to move."

At the end of the year: "With me around, you won't sleep forever, be more confident."

Wei Zixu frowned, he usually can't beat the end of the year, let alone now that he is critically ill, he won't let any patients in the end of the year.Nian Wei has dragged Wei Zixu, taking into account his wounds, he can only go to the elevator as quickly as possible.

"Hiss—it's a bit cold." Wei Zixu gasped and said in a low voice.

He had bled too much, his body temperature regulation function had deteriorated, and his heart sank at the end of the year, but Wei Zixu still had a knife stuck in his back, so he couldn't put a coat on him.At the end of the year, he could only say something else to attract Wei Zixu's attention: "Mick was going to pierce your heart, but fortunately I had a good brain, and a set of operations disrupted his plan, otherwise you would have been completely cold by now. So you should try your best." Try to save a little blood, can you help me?"

Wei Zixu listened to Nian Weiji's complaints and could only smile wryly: "I can't do this..."

At the end of the year, he didn't know what kind of anger he was getting. When he saw Wei Zixu's pale lips still smiling, he got angry for no reason and said angrily, "You've dyed my clothes red. The fabric is hard to wash. When you are well, wash me up."

Wei Zixu: "It's okay, just treat it as my bloody clothes and burn them together, and you can buy a new one."

"Hey!" Nian Weiji yelled, "Say no more unlucky words! Now think about something happy—do you have anything happy? Think about your parents, brothers, friends...boyfriend?"

Nian Wei has pressed the button for the second floor, the elevator door closed, Wei Zixu tilted his head and leaned on Nian Wei's shoulder, his skin was getting colder and colder. "You may not believe it... But these 2 days, I actually had a very happy time, even now..."

"What crazy talk--" Arriving on the second floor, Nian Wei went straight to the entertainment room.There are some medicines available in the entertainment room, so Nian Wei asked Wei Zixu to sit down against the wall, and went to find alcohol and a tourniquet. In a panic, Nian Wei found a small bottle of medical alcohol and iodine, and one of them could barely There is no hope for the blood transfusion set and the blood bag, after all, there is no condition for low temperature storage here.

Nian Weiji ran to Wei Zixu with the pile of things in his arms, spread them out and laid them on the ground.Wei Zixu closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, calling him at the end of the year, "Director Wei, get down, I'm going to draw my sword. Director Wei? Wei Zixu?"

He called Wei Zixu a few times, but there was no response. He stretched out his index finger and put it under Wei Zixu's nose. His breathing was very weak, and he passed out due to excessive blood loss.That's good, drawing the knife will be smoother, Nian Weiji thought so, knelt down on the ground, pushed Wei Zixu onto his lap, washed and disinfected the blood around the wound, took a deep breath to calm down fast heartbeat.Holding the handle of the knife, he prayed to a non-existing god for the first time in his life: don't squirt blood, absolutely don't squirt blood, no matter what, he must plug the blood hole in Wei Zixu's back.

Even though his heartbeat was unbelievably fast, Nian Weiji kept his hand very steady, and with a push of his forearm, he pulled the knife out of the muscle and flung it away, and then immediately pressed the bandage around the wound.

"Cough cough—cough!" Wei Zixu's back suddenly arched, the pain woke him up, and he lay on Nianwei's lap, coughing.His movements quickened the speed of the blood gushing out, and seeing the white gauze quickly turn red, he grabbed a bundle and pressed it on, and it turned red again, "Don't move, don't move! I beg you—— Bear with it, bear with it for a little bit..."

"Cough...that place...has been injured before—" Wei Zixu's lips trembled, and he babbled nonchalantly incomprehensible words: "I should run slower and let her shoot me in the heart..."

"It hurts—it hurts, it hurts to breathe...it seems to be splitting—I'm already asleep, why wake me up..."

Cold sweat rolled down Nian Weiji's chin, he wiped it off, and now his face is red and white.Wei Zixu's blood clung to his eyelids, and the mucous membranes were irritated and painful: "Listen, Wei Zixu, I won't let you die, you lost a lot of blood, and now your body is cold... Although I am thin It’s okay, it’s okay to give you 1000cc blood, I’m type O, what are you—”

"He gave the weapon to the hunter, we are very dangerous... No, I am really not a wolf, Professor Luo, why do you always doubt me?... That is the trap of the king in yellow, throw away that book..."

"Wei Zixu, you need to be more sober—do you have type O blood? Just nod if you are! Nod quickly!"

Nian Weiji shook Wei Zixu's shoulder violently, pulling him back from the raving, he slightly opened his eyes, and nodded.

"Ah, that's great—it's great that we all have the blood types of the bad street..." Nian Weiyi heaved a sigh of relief, the bleeding from the wound slowed down, Nian Weiji bandaged his hands and feet neatly, and then stabbed him with a needle Draw blood from your own vein.

Blood poured into the blood bag continuously, and Nian Weiji looked at his own blood, as happy as seeing the amount of money exploded on the savings card.He was holding a rubber band to tie Wei Zixu's arm. Wei Zixu was lying on his stomach with his arms crossed in front of his chest. Nian Wei went to pull his left arm. After pulling twice, it didn't move at all.He froze for a moment before realizing that Wei Zixu was resisting vigorously, unwilling to give him a chance for a blood transfusion.

"What are you doing?—Let go, do you want to die!"

"...Doctor Nian, if you save me, more people will die."

At the end of the year, he continued to pull, but Wei Zixu exerted his last strength and did not let go.Wei Zixu's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he tried his best to raise his head to take a look at Nian Weixi, only to see that his facial features were wrinkled and desperate, like the expression of a person who has nowhere to go.

"Doctor Nian... looks so scared, it's not like you at all."

Consciousness plunged into darkness, and Wei Zixu finally couldn't hear anything.

In the darkness, Wei Zixu was getting more and more tired, he didn't intend to struggle, and let himself fall asleep.

Not long after, the bell on the second floor rang, and the sound echoed around, Wei Zixu suddenly woke up on the leather sofa.The fireplace on the first floor of the mansion was burning brightly. A chess set was placed on the retro-style ebony wood tables and chairs. A man with rimless glasses was facing the chess game, thinking about the next move.

When Wei Zixu saw him, he was a little surprised at first, but soon he understood, got up and straightened his clothes, walked over and sat down opposite the man.

"Professor Luo, are you safe?"

"So-so." Luo He didn't look up at him, and dropped a white piece: "I said I would wait for you here, but you made me wait for three years."

"Ah..." Wei Zixu looked down at the fire in the fireplace, like a student who had done something wrong, "That is to say, is this really hell?"

Indeed, the mansion three years ago was the closest to hell in Wei Zixu's mind. "Haha, Professor Luo is here, and that hell is not as bad as imagined." Wei Zixu said with a smile.Luo He on the opposite side supported the mirror frame. The peach blossom eyes under the frame did not show any expression. Wei Zixu recalled the feeling of being suspicious and glared by these eyes, as well as the corpse of Luo He who was crucified, and Luo He's death before his death. The resounding "I'm waiting for you in hell." Thinking about it now, it really seems to have happened in the previous life.

"Oh." Luo He snorted softly, leaned back on the back of the chair, and calmly looked at Wei Zixu: "When you die, you are always talking about self-deception. It's your turn, don't play tricks with me." This round."

"Okay." Wei Zixu pinched the sunspot, he had no regrets, he knew that if he missed this step, he would never look back.

Wei Zixu saw the chess game right and was about to make a move when suddenly a hand with well-defined knuckles grabbed his hand and said, "Director Wei, wake up." He won't let him down.

"Let go!" Wei Zixu broke free and knocked over the chessboard with a wave of his hand.Luo He looked at the person who disturbed the situation, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, and the person continued to stalk him: "Director Wei, wake up, look at me..."

Feeling impatient from the bottom of his heart, Wei Zixu stood up and walked towards the door.The gold-plated doorknob on the wooden door of the mansion feels cold to the touch, exactly the same as before. When you open the door, you will find the familiar lawn.Wei Zixu went down the steps and walked towards the artificial lake. He couldn't feel the breeze, and the weather was gloomy, probably because Wei Zixu's mood was also gloomy at this time.

The artificial lake is calm and calm, the shore slopes down to the lake, and a simple swing stands on the slope, swinging as if sliding on the lake.At this time, there was a young man sitting on the swing frame, he was quietly looking at the lake, when Wei Zixu came up to him, he turned his head by chance and glanced at Wei Zixu with a pair of black and white eyes.

Wei Zixu didn't have much communication with Lu Yu. In his impression, he was a very quiet person who had the most advantageous weapon and the most embarrassing identity in the last game.He didn't fight for anything, and in the end he even gave up his own life. In Wei Zixu's eyes, he was considered a coward.

But for such a useless person, some friends desperately tried to avenge him.When Wei Zixu was waiting for Zhao Lun to suffocate to death in the room, he thought that he didn't have any such friends, obviously he was more popular than Lu Yu.Wei Zixu realized at that time that he was actually jealous of Lu Yu.If someone regards him as more important than his own life, he will not die easily.

Lu Yu's sclera was so white that it turned blue, and his eyes shone like stars.He asked Wei Zixu, "Are you willing to give up the death game for him?"

"For whom?"

Wei Zixu didn't have much time to think. A man in a white coat came over from the edge of the swing and called him anxiously, "Wake up! Director Wei, look at me—"

Lu Yu was pushed by that person, and he swung lightly across the lake, causing a circle of ripples to spread out on the lake.

Wei Zixu became angry, turned around and ran, "What do you want? As long as I die, you will win - what are you expecting?" Wei Zixu ran far away, and crashed into a strong embrace.He was very familiar with that embrace, far more familiar than someone's washboard.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, come with me, dinner is ready." Wei Zixu heard him say.Yes, this kind of numb and mediocre life is what he is used to. After meeting that person again, he is always upset, always worried, always angry, and occasionally full of joy.This is not right, this is not like him at all, he has become a Wei Zixu that he doesn't even understand.

"Well, let's go, get out of here quickly." Wei Zixu said, taking Peng Minze's arm.But things went against his expectations, he was hugged by the man who was chasing from behind, and the thin man dragged him back with all his strength: "Wei Zixu, I won't let you die——I definitely won't let you die!" !"

"Who is this person?" Peng Min asked him, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know him." Wei Zixu glanced at the man's face: "I only know a conceited and deadly pig teammate, this kind of guy who cries to tears... how do I know..."

Wei Zixu woke up suddenly, and found that Nian Wei was embracing him from behind, plugging his wound.There were several blood bags empty on the ground, and Nianwei's arm was tied with a tourniquet, and his body temperature was lower than his.Wei Zixu didn't feel cold now, and the wound was treated properly, leaving only a dull pain.Nian Weiji has passed out due to too much blood transfusion at one time, and he is still chanting: "Director Wei...you wake up...look at me..."

"Hmph, idiot." Wei Zixu leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. If he fell asleep now, he should be able to have a good dream.Soon, Wei Zixu entered the edge of half-dream and half-awake, his heart was not as gloomy as before, his face seemed to have a gentle touch like a feather brushing, a little girl's voice said in his ear:

"From now on, you are no longer alone."

Its daybreak.

Nian Wei has woken up under the sunlight, he is too weak, and everything around him is spinning.Part of it was because he had transfused a lot of blood to Wei Zixu, and part of it was because he didn't eat anything yesterday.

He was alone in the entertainment room, and Wei Zixu, who was in his arms, was nowhere to be seen.At the end of the year, I was startled. Could it be that the corpse has already been taken away?

He sat up straight, a blanket dropped behind his back. "Hey, you heartless old man, why didn't you bring me breakfast while you were covering me with the blanket." Nian Wei was relieved, and stood up by himself, leaning on the wall.There is a restaurant outside the entertainment room. At the end of the year, I was thinking about cakes and milkshakes, and searched for Xu Qixiang's wax figure.After replenishing the sugar, the dizziness finally faded away.

At the end of the year, he had rested and planned to go to Wei Zixu's room to see if he was there.

[It is now eight o'clock sharp. Since there is still more than one person alive, the game will be temporarily added for one day. 】

[Please go to the theater on the 3rd floor to play the game "Colosseum", the winner can leave.After the game is over, the facility will be completely closed. 】

After the Director's broadcast ended, Nian Weiji listened to it in a daze, and froze in place.