[Infinite] End Game

Tang Yu walked into the apartment stepping on the falling starlight. The two iron doors on the 23rd floor were close together, and the door plate was glowing with a soft and slight white light, which seemed to remind that the two houses were owned by owners.

When Tang Yu saw the house number, he remembered that he had helped Chang He bind 2302, so logically, he should have thrown Chang He at the door of this rough room.

But apparently, the son of a bitch didn't want to reason with him. He seemed to feel that Tang Yu stayed at the door of 2302 for a long time. The intention is very obvious.

...Forget it, there are still things to ask anyway.

Tang Yu held the milk dog's butt that was about to fall out through his clothes, and held the doorknob with the other hand to open the door of room 2301.

Tang Yu didn't like the smell of forgetfulness in the room due to the lack of ventilation for a long time. When he left, he deliberately opened the window, so as soon as he opened the door, he was blown by the wind mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers in the dreamland, and the curtains were also blown away. Swaying gently with the night wind.

Tang Yu turned on the light, and the little milk dog got out of his clothes, landed on the ground, first turned his head to look at the window of the living room, then quickly turned his head back, and ran towards the bathroom on short legs past.

Tang Yu didn't know how he could see the guilty conscience from the dog's face, but he also took a look at the window that was broken and repaired by him, and then went into the kitchen to pour himself a glass of wine. After drinking a glass of water, she walked to the sofa and sat down freely while holding the glass, listening to the noise in the bathroom.

The door of the bathroom was closed by his paw when the pup entered, and when he opened it again, a tall and stern man came out.

He was also wearing a tracksuit. Tang Yu glanced at the door and recognized that he had bought it for him.

Chang He stood at the junction of the corridor and the living room for a while, seeing that Tang Yu's eyes were calm, but he himself became a little nervous for some reason.

"Sit down, let's talk about what's going on." Tang Yu held the cup and nodded with his chin.

Only then did Chang He walk over as he said, but instead of sitting on the sofa, he sat down cross-legged in front of Tang Yu, with his back straight and his eyes downcast on the tea table in front of him.

"What the hell are you?" Tang Yu looked at him: "A wolf? A dog? Or... a human?"

"It's a person." Chang He quickly replied.

He looked up at Tang Yu, and felt that the person in front of him was really not angry, so he quickly regained the feeling of talking, and added, "I must be human, but I can't remember many things. So I don't know what's going on with me now, but my consciousness was always drifting, and I didn't feel able to control my body until you killed that wolf."

So, it was actually Chang He who took him out of the forest later.

Tang Yu looked at Chang He and wanted to ask this question, but he swallowed his words as soon as they reached his mouth, and replaced them with another question: "Do you... know how the rest of the people are doing?"

"I don't know, I came out with you." Chang He shook his head, his pupils were still as black as ink under the light, he sighed, and said, "But, they should all be dead."

Tang Yu's hand holding the cup paused.

Chang He noticed that Tang Yu was in a bad mood, so he said, "I'm sorry."

But after a while, he didn't hear Tang Yu's reply, and when he looked up again, he saw Tang Yu staring at him strangely.

Chang He wondered: ... what happened? ?

Tang Yu asked, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Of course it has nothing to do with him, but...

Chang He moved his lips and was about to speak when Tang Yu continued to ask, "Are you cannibal?"

"I won't eat!!!" Chang He said in shock. Although he could only attach himself to the dungeon monster in a daze, all his willpower was put on controlling himself not to eat people.

"Then other people's death has nothing to do with you." Tang Yu nodded with a firm tone.

In fact, when he first came out of the Iron Forest, he was still very worried about other people, but now that he thought about it, he felt that it was a very distant thing. What happened to others was ultimately not something he could interfere with.

"By the way, do you think you will be a player?" Tang Yu turned his attention back to Chang He.

"Probably." Chang He himself couldn't tell.

He didn't have a player bracelet, and during his time as Liang Shan, he was still awake intermittently, and all he could do was occupy Liang Shan's identity and follow Tang Yu.

But it is undeniable that, for dungeons and dreamlands, he does have a sense of familiarity in many cases.

——But, if he is really a player, why did he appear on the dungeon monster, and what happened to him in the past?

...Also, in the rehabilitation center, after Tang Yu entered the dean's room, Little Curly said something to him, which also made him very concerned.

Chang He suppressed the inexplicable sense of urgency in his heart, and heard Tang Yu calling his name.He didn't react when he called the first call, but he suddenly said "Ah!" when he called the second call.

"What to eat?" Tang Yu asked.

What to eat?Didn't you already say you don't eat people?

Chang He blinked and gave him a confused look.

"I mean instant hot rice and instant noodles. What are you eating?" Tang Yu sighed and asked, "Why are you in a daze?"

"...No," Chang He scratched his chin unnaturally, and quickly said, "Noodles, instant noodles."

Tang Yu didn't say anything, he drank the water in the cup and got up and went to the kitchen to cook noodles. Chang He looked at Tang Yu's back, stood up consciously after a moment of silence, but he didn't follow the kitchen, but went to Go to the bathroom, find the rag and broom and start cleaning the room.

After all, the window has been open for many days, and it is also covered with a layer of dust.

After Tang Yu took out the four bags of noodles, he kept staring at the water in the pot, because he was too preoccupied to notice the movement outside.

In fact, it wasn't just Chang He, he was also thinking about something, but he felt that he couldn't figure out what was in the mess in his head, so he had to throw all the noodles into the boiling water, stirring the seasoning as if venting. The scent emitted after wrapping it in water quickly washed away his troubles.

When Tang Yusheng walked out with a bowl in his hand, he saw the young man bent over to clean the room. The warm light shone on his face, showing that he was very focused. He only glanced here when he heard the sound, and instantly Then he laughed.

When Chang He was expressionless, his breath was as calm and indifferent as a piece of ice floe, but when he smiled, his eyes seemed to be crushed, and all the edges and corners softened. Tang Yu's heart froze, and he squatted on the ground Tang Yu took a breath until the temperature spread to his fingertips through the rim of the bowl, and walked over with the bowl as if nothing had happened.

"Come and eat." Tang Yu called out, lifted the lid of the bowl, and the scent of human fireworks burst out instantly.

The food in the dungeon either tastes bad or has been added with ingredients, which makes him feel scared when he smells the instant noodles now, so moved that he is about to cry.Chang He, who was cleaning the room, was also sucked by the smell, put away his tools decisively, and came back to sit opposite Tang Yu.

Because of the limited space, there was no dining room in the house, so the two simply sat on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Tang Yu thought it was too hard to bend over, so he also sat cross-legged on the ground.

The wind at night was very comfortable, and the noodles tasted good. Anyway, when Tang Yu realized it, he found that Chang He drank all the soup.

After eating, Chang He consciously cleaned up the dishes, and Tang Yu casually leaned back on the sofa.He wiped his mouth, then reached under the coffee table to touch his stomach, and finally looked at the chandelier above his head, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, feeling soft in his heart.