The villain he is too charming

After entering the door, Fang Xiu was shocked.

She did not expect that this small house was decorated in a unique style.Different from Yan Guining's simple and elegant decoration, this house with the same layout in front of it has stunning design and luxurious decoration.

It looks like a lot of money has been spent, which is in stark contrast to Marshal Yan's simple home.

This room seems to have abandoned the kitchen.Connect the balcony and the kitchen to create a small indoor garden.The ring-shaped partition blocks the view of part of the living room. Inside, there is a dark blue comfortable small sofa, matched with a white plush carpet, an architectural painting album and a set of delicate porcelain cup sets are placed on the solid wood round table and coffee table.

As for the space on the partition, it is mostly filled with books and records, and some handcrafts are placed in the empty space.

Fang Xiu retracted her gaze and placed it in the living room.She guessed the blank walls were home theaters, low-tech in her eyes.But judging from the background of the game era, Fang Xiu secretly praised it.

It really deserves to be an official product, the textual research is so detailed, the degree of restoration is too high, and it has a sense of substitution.

As for the huge carpet in the living room, it was soft and comfortable. From her point of view, it was absolutely comfortable to lie on.Sleeping here at night is better than over there.If she didn't ask, where would there be such a good treatment.It seems that this plan is really stupid, Fang Xiu secretly cursed a few words.

However, the room was really clean, almost spotless, and it didn't look like no one lived there.

The game should not have such low-level bugs, Fang Xiu was a little puzzled.

However, since the owner of this room is that beautiful NC, and the key to the room is in Marshal Yan's house, it is understandable that it is so clean.

Based on her experience in playing love games, the attribute of the marshal in this game is obviously a wife.

Fang Xiu thought she was fine, so she found a place to lie down, then logged off the meeting, added some food, watched the social news for a while, and then went back online again.

When she got up, she saw Xu Rong standing on the balcony that had been turned into a small garden, her thin fingertips gently touching the tender green branches and leaves, as if she was about to pluck off the snow-white camellia petals.

Her eyebrows are delicate, her skin is as white as snow, and her lips are bright red. Under the light of the moonlight, she is particularly charming.

For a moment, Fang Xiu shrank a little, held his breath, and didn't dare to approach easily, let alone disturb him.

Thinking of the confession card, Fang Xiu settled down, walked in slowly, took out the card, put it on the round table in front of the sofa, and said aloud, "I found this in a flower pot earlier."

After speaking, she didn't stay any longer, turned around quickly, went to the living room, found a corner to lie down, closed her eyes, and tried her best to calm down her beating heart.

She didn't need to look in the mirror, she knew that her face must be flushed.

Damn it.

She thought about it and decided to go offline so as not to get too immersed.

Xu Rong turned around and picked up the beige cardboard from the round table. The cardboard was very new, with a small love heart drawn on it, holding the heart in both hands, and in the center were the words "I like you" written on it. Too familiar, the hand holding the card trembled.

In the last episode, he was busy fleeing, and he never entered this house at all, let alone saw this card.

How could you be so stupid?Even though he deliberately kept a distance, he was still unrepentant and refused to let go.

He sighed, then took out a pen from under the round table, drew two small pictures on the blank back of the cardboard, and left two words.

After finishing the painting, Xu Rong put away the cardboard and placed it next to the watering pot on the balcony.

-

When Lin Zihan approached, Xu Rongzheng was leaning over, holding a pair of small scissors, carefully trimming the excess branches.The hands protruding from the wide cuffs were slender and white, with a light blue color, and it seemed that they would turn red just by rubbing them lightly.

He was wearing a sky blue plain pajamas, the buttons were well covered, revealing that snow-white neck and that face that couldn't be ignored no matter what.

If this face is said to be perfect, it is not perfect.She is delicate and small, but her demeanor is enough to move people.

Lin Zihan couldn't help getting closer, and from his line of sight, he happened to be able to see some faint red marks printed on the white jade-like neck, bright and moving, adding a bit of fireworks to his cool temperament.

At this moment, he is carefully pruning the branches and leaves, his movements are dexterous and graceful, so that he can see the extreme.The moonlight poured down, reflecting his cold and pale face, with a sense of bitterness, his pupils were bright but quiet, like water in a deep lake, motionless in the wind.

The falsification of this data is too real, as if the person with few words in history really appeared in front of his eyes.

Such a person can naturally be put in the heart of that person.

"Do you like him?" Lin Zihan asked aloud for some reason.

After asking, Lin Zihan was a little amused, he actually took the data seriously, and had the urge to communicate.

He didn't get a response, and he could only see the pair of slender white wrists that seemed to be crushed with a pinch, trembling slightly, and then pruning the flowering branches.

Lin Zihan: "Why did you let us stay?"

Xu Rong put down the pruning tools in his hand, and instead carried a small pot, which opened delicate flowers and poured rain and dew.

Still no reply, Lin Zihan was a little disappointed, but unexpectedly a melodious voice came over.

"Why not let you stay?"

These words, of course, are extremely calm.

Lin Zihan couldn't help laughing, to be honest, he couldn't find a reason not to let him stay.

In this team, there are too many students who have not been trained and do not have enough self-protection ability.If it weren't for the existence of an awakened person and two members with guns and accurate marksmanship, those students who did not have the ability to protect themselves would soon die.

On the way to escape, there were too many accidents.

From Lin Zihan's point of view, the joining of him and Fang Xiu is indeed conducive to strengthening the team's strength.

"Sometimes, thinking too much is not a good thing." Xu Rong said lightly.

Lin Zihan: "Frankness and trust are not simple things."

Xu Rong smiled slightly, with a bit of sarcasm, picked up the gun from the flower stand, and pointed it at him.

"Are you qualified to say that?"

Facing the barrel of the gun, Lin Zihan froze, and learned from Fang Xiu that the weak beauty in front of him really had good marksmanship.

He didn't dare to bet, and he didn't want to lose the chance to join the team.

"No." Lin Zihan showed bitterness.

"Pretend." Xu Rong sneered and put down the gun.

Lin Zihan thought he would be angry and annoyed, but he didn't.

Even, what I feel is the joy and excitement of being seen through.

This data avatar seems to have a very special charm, which makes people not angry with him.

Even ridicule, ridicule, but also very moving.

Like a thorny rose, it is not a fiery red rose, but a pure white rose.Noble and graceful, pure and beautiful to the point of being unbearable to touch.

But this carefully protected flower ended up being picked, trampled on, and turned into mud and dust.

"you will die."

Xu Rong was as calm as water, and asked back, "Can't you?"

Lin Zihan was stunned, just now he actually took this data as a real person.He didn't know this person who died early in history. He couldn't find any written records about him, only found some information about his father.

What he is familiar with is the mutants that get newborn from this body.

The mutant spiritual leader who inherited the memory of the body, without any emotion, built the evolution temple, accommodated the remaining human beings, and raised them as food.

It was a brand-new creature with exquisite skin, powerful strength, and surpassed the wisdom of everyone.That is the enemy of human society, the priest that mutant groups will never forget.

That unique and dazzling life is Lin Zihan's real purpose of entering this game.

Lin Zihan has read too many history books of the dark ages. Before entering this game, he has been thinking about how the game will set up those characters who used to exist, and those virtual images can really carry those great memories. name?

Now it seems that it may be a surprise.

Lin Zihan didn't feel too much disobedience.

"This is just a game." Lin Zihan said aloud.

Xu Rong leaned slightly, looking out of the window, with fine hair blowing, revealing a more delicate outline.Every line is so beautiful.This person just paid attention to it, and it also made the people in this scene feel a little bit shocked.That kind of pure natural beauty can never be ignored.

Lin Zihan thought, if this virtual character becomes a virtual idol, he will definitely get the carnival of countless fans.

Lin Zihan knows that most of the virtual game companies, in order to improve the game fidelity and the player's sense of substitution, will let the NC in the game have unchangeable logical thinking. NC believes that the world they live in is real, and they are not data.

Although NC will communicate with players, they will automatically ignore the topics about the real world that players say.

The virtual character in front of him should be the same.His expression was as usual without any fluctuations.

Lin Zihan felt a little unconsciously disappointed, and planned to leave, he had already wasted too much time here.

"You're right, it's just a game."

Lin Zihan stopped, with a shocked expression on his face, and only heard him continue to say: "What is reality? Virtuality and reality are just a thought. The world constructed by virtuality is also real in another sense."

"Different choices lead to different conclusions."

"What you want determines what you believe to be true."

Lin Zihan couldn't help but take a few steps back, with conflicting thoughts in his mind.He wanted to ask, does this NC really know that the world he exists in is just a virtual world?He wanted to ask why he would say such a passage.

Obviously it's just a piece of data, isn't it?

What is real?Lin Zihan knew that he had no answer.Isn't the real society also controlled by a big network, and no one can escape the monitoring of Skynet.He can't be sure that everything he sees is real.

He couldn't say anything, but watched the man pick a small white pompom flower from the flower pot, brought it in front of him, and said softly, "Your first question."

After finishing speaking, he blew lightly, and countless tiny velvet flowers floated in the air, dancing lightly, drifting farther and farther away.

"my answer."

Lin Zihan couldn't help but screenshot the picture, this small pompom flower always feels familiar.

Lin Zihan took a few steps back, wanting to leave, but saw someone rushing past him, holding a light coat in his hand, walked up to that person, and put it on for him.

The person who came was Yan Guining.Lin Zihan recited these three words silently in his heart, he knew that this was just a simulated virtual character.

"It's cool at night." He said softly.

At this moment, his eyes are so pure, as if there is only that person.

Lin Zihan suddenly had an illusion that everything was so real.The kind of feelings that come from the heart are not fake.

The sudden impulse in his chest made him almost run away. It was obviously just a pre-set relationship between virtual characters, why is it so real and touching.

He thought of the short and painful marriage of his parents in real life, and felt sincerely sad.

Fang Xiu was lying on the blanket under the sofa, offline, but she seemed to be sleeping soundly.He is obviously just a player, why does he seem to exist in this virtual world.

Lin Zihan was a little at a loss, what is the truth?

Whether the virtual is real in another sense.

-

The current body is not like the real thinness of the past at all, but just evolved to look like a normal one, which will not attract attention.In fact, every part of this body can become a sharp weapon for killing at any time.Whether it is tight nails or fine hair, it can become tough and sharp at any time.

Xu Rong didn't feel cold, but he still put on that coat, stood silently for a while, and said aloud: "I'm going to sleep first, help me water the flowers."

Yan Guining did not stop him, his eyes followed his figure until he disappeared.

He stared at the dandelions floating in the air and scattered everywhere, and said in a low voice, "Is this your answer?"

Love that can't stay.

As he thought about it carefully, he felt a surge of cold air, which chilled his heart, and the blood in his whole body was frozen, making it difficult to think.

How to really see that heart clearly.

Yan Guining walked to the flower stand where the water bottle was placed, and was about to pick up the water bottle, but unexpectedly saw a piece of beige cardboard on the flower stand, with the words "I like you" so eye-catching on it, holding the heart in both hands, but not any response.

He didn't dare to reach out and pick it up.As before, he couldn't help but put it on the flower pot, and never waited for his arrival.He would pick it up from time to time, put it in his arms, and throw it in the trash.Repeatedly, replace the jammed paper.

He saw it.Really stupid?Yan Guining picked up the cardboard and wanted to tear it up, but saw traces of black traces through the card.

He froze and looked at the back of the card.

Those are two small paintings and two words.The first depicts two small figures, one reaching out to push a heart into the other's empty chest.The second painting is two hands clasped tightly.

[fool. ]

Yan Guining looked at these two words, his heart was beating fast, and he suddenly understood his response.

Don't give me your whole heart.

I don't want all of you.

Yan Guining suddenly longed to see that person.

This answer has been waiting for too long, so long that people get lost.

It wasn't until looking at his figure sitting in the bedroom that the empty heart was filled.

Yan Guining held his chin in his hands, staring at his slightly squinted eyes, the beautiful and neat eyelashes trembling, the cold white skin shimmering.

He lowered his head, touched his lips lightly, licked them lightly, the mixed bitter aroma stimulated his taste buds, then he poked his lips and tongues, at first gently stirred, then turned fiercely, thinking To take all the breath from his mouth.

Xu Rong raised his head slightly, his eyes were blurred and somewhat empty.The evolution of the body brings powerful senses, and the desire for blood is constantly stimulated to the brain, bringing a different kind of feeling.

"Enough." He pushed away the person in front of him, avoiding the hot gaze, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

Yan Guining lay beside him, quietly staring at his face.

After a while, he suddenly leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose lightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.He didn't make a sound, just put his arms around him.

"I will protect you."

"I know, go to sleep." Xu Rong replied softly.

Yan Guining closed his eyes, somehow there was some stolen joy in his heart.

"Why are there dandelions?"

"You like it." Yan Guining answered briskly.

"It's a hassle to clean up."

"No trouble."

"You like it, why bother."

The voice of the voice gradually faded away, and finally there was nothing but peace.

In the middle of the night, Xu Rong opened his eyes.

He looked at Yan Guining who fell into a deep sleep, he slept so deeply and deeply, as if he had returned to the safest place.He stretched out his hand to gently stroke the black hair on his forehead. At this time, he did not have the coldness and seriousness in the middle of the doomsday, and he did not have the faint fatigue caused by the world.

As ever familiar, it was hard to tell.

Is it true or false.

fool.

What I can give you is just to accompany you for a while.

-

After Lin Zihan went offline, he was rarely in a downturn.He rarely plays games, and hates virtual games extremely.In the torrent of data, the whole person is penetrated, and the rights are seriously lost.

He loathes it.

"Apocalypse" is the first game he cares about very much.

Originated from a historical figure, let's call it a figure.

In fact, if it weren't for a decoration at home, following the puzzle, I found the private account on the Internet and read the diary.He will never touch anything related to the Dark Ages at all.

He had already fallen out with his father.

When he was young, he followed his father who was engaged in the research of the Dark Ages, and he always loved to read about the deeds of those doomsday heroes, and he always said complacently: "I want to become an awakened one."

At that time, my father was always silent, always looking at himself with a special look.

He doesn't understand.

He has always believed that he will one day be able to become an awakened one.However, year after year, he has excellent grades, and he, who is envied by everyone, has never awakened.

He was not overly discouraged, and still had expectations.There are too many ways to awaken, and the age of awakening is also uneven.

He's not completely hopeless, either.

Until that day, he saw with his own eyes that one of his classmates who didn't study and had poor grades really awakened, left the school under the envious eyes of everyone, went to the awakened person control center to register, and went to study the superpowers that belonged purely to the awakened person. School.

After returning home, he finally couldn't help crying, and asked his father: "Why can someone like him awaken, but I can't?"

At that time, he knew that none of his family ancestors had awakened, and the chance of him awakening was very small, but he still had a little hope in his heart.

But his father shattered all his expectations, "It is impossible for us to wake up."

He got a thick notebook.

[No. 13 days back to humanity, everything is fine. ]

[This may be a field that mutants can never reach. We cannot awaken, and we cannot have power if we pass it down from generation to generation. ]

[Fortunately, the inheritance of our ancestors has given us a certain IQ to survive better in this society. ]

[I fantasized about awakening, but in the end it was just a fantasy. ]

……

It turned out that when I was a child, my father looked at me with pity.

Compassionate compassion.

As the descendants of mutants and human beings, they will never have the opportunity to awaken.

He no longer read any deeds of the dark ages, unwilling to learn about those dull pasts.He tried his best to get in touch with reality and be an excellent ordinary person.Until he saw the diary buried in the Internet.

The spiritual leader of the mutant who died in the war when Jinling City was recaptured was actually a completely different existence in the eyes of the student of the God's Brain, the Son of Prediction.

Different from the thin image and brief narrative in historical records, the creature described in the diary is surprisingly moving.

From that diary, he got too much information, which was completely different from the historical records he got before.

It turns out that the truth is mostly buried.

He regained his interest in the dark ages, frantically collected information, captured the unknown and forgotten past, and even secretly wrote novels about the dark ages, which attracted a lot of attention.

Fang Xiu: Lin Zihan, I want to ask you something.

Lin Zihan: Tell me.

Fang Xiu: Do you know more about Beauty NC? I'm super curious.But no relevant information can be found, there are too many people with the same name.

Lin Zihan: Didn't you ask the other NCs in the room, and you already know a lot?

"This is different. I want to know the ending of the beauty NC in real history." Fang Xiu sent a voice.

Lin Zihan: "Dead."

Fangxiu:?

Lin Zihan: "It's been so many years, and they're all dead."

Except for one person.

No, the surviving creatures can no longer be called human beings.

Perhaps, he should be called a god.

That is far beyond the existence of human beings.

Fang Xiu: Are you talking nonsense?I want to know how and why he died.

Lin Zihan: Infected and died.

Fangxiu: ...

Fang Xiu: Forget it, do you know what I found?

Lin Zihan: Oh.Game setting, Marshal Yan likes him.

Fangxiu:? ? ?how do you know!Let me tell you, the setting is really super cruel.The beauty NC is dead, what about Marshal Banquet?It's a pity he likes him so much.

Lin Zihan: This is just a game.

After typing this passage, Lin Zihan was suddenly a little unsure.

Is it really just a game?That's right, I was playing a game, but for those NPCs, it might be real in another sense.

Lin Zihan suddenly thought, how will the game "Apocalypse" deal with that dazzling creature?

This NC named "Xu Rong" is so special.As a human, he was the younger brother of Marshal Banquet who led mankind to victory; as a mutant, he would lead the mutant to establish a theocracy and set off the prelude to war.

One body, two identities.

In order to save calculation, the game should still use the original data body and the same logic template.When the infection plot occurs, the emotional template may be removed, everything as a human being will be thrown away, and only as a mutant, follow the planned script in the game and follow the same path in history.

This is the game.

A well-planned program and a well-set plot.

No struggles, no choices.

But what about the real history?

He has read many books about the development history of the mutant society. Those scholars always say that the mutants that were infected and transformed in the early stage should be separated from their original human identities.

Mutants are new species that grow on human bodies as fertilizer.

They parasitize the human body, absorb the memory of the human brain, and feed on human flesh and blood.

Don't think of them as your former relatives, lovers, friends.

He is our enemy.

But Lin Zihan always thought, can they really be clearly distinguished?If so, then why did the mutants have feelings in the middle and late stages, and there were also internal differences.

Why are there mutants who find themselves eating their lovers and family members after having feelings and choose to commit suicide?

Why is there a mutant mother who pretends to be a human to raise her child when she was a human, and faces the temptation of flesh and blood all the time, but never hurts her own flesh and blood when she was a human.

……

Can mutants who have inherited their original body memory and possessed emotions be completely separated from everything they were human beings in the past?

Lin Zihan couldn't help feeling a kind of pity for the glorious man in history, known as the Marshal of the Banquet of the God of War.

On the battlefield, reunite with former relatives and lovers.He wears the same skin as before, has the memory of being with you, but has lost the emotion of being a human being.

He doesn't love you anymore.

He is your enemy, an undying natural enemy.

Such a choice is really extremely cruel.