After the divorce, Slag Gong shut him down

Those pure black eyes that are normally squinted into semicircles are all opened at this moment, almost sticking to his cheeks, the fright brought by this close distance is nothing more than a ghost movie.

Jiang Ran was caught off guard and stumbled, his whole body fell backwards into the lake, his reflection shattered instantly, and his senses became blurred with the rippling water waves. In a haze, he saw chicken cubs stepping into the water step by step, so Jiang Ran immediately Struggling to sit up from the shallow water, he just shook off the water droplets blinding his eyes, and saw the chicken cub had come to him, looking at him with his head down and his eyes unblinking.

"........."

It seems that the action of the chick in front of him is more like a set AI program than the player manipulating behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ran's shoulders relaxed.

That's right, virtual reality technology should also be a kind of interference to people's mental state. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for patients to touch this kind of equipment in mental hospitals.

As for hacking?It's also impossible... The ember helmet can only be logged in with an account card or iris.

So, are there really wild storm chicks?Jiang Ran stood up, and just about to take a closer look at the fat thing in front of him, he saw that the gaze of the chicken was also gradually raised, which happened to be at the same level as his height. Seeing this, he moved left and right, and found that the gaze of the chicken was always All following him.

To be honest, the chicken cub without the player's control is naturally cute, but the round eyes are too scary. Although Jiang Ran knows that the round eyes are the cuteness of the chicken cub, it doesn't have to be so prominent, especially Staring at him all the time, the sense of presence is simply too strong.

After experimenting for a long time, Jiang Ran circumvented the chicken carefully, then accelerated and ran for a distance of more than ten feet, and then stopped. Looking back, he saw that the chicken immediately followed the route he had just followed, and chased him up intact.

Is it set to follow him?Who the hell made this thing?Speaking of which, the place where he logged off last time was not here. Even if he landed by chance, how could it happen to be near Lake Narcissus?

Just as he was meditating on the spot, heavy footsteps came from behind him, and a shadow enveloped him. Jiang Ran turned his head, and bumped into that malicious and cute round eye without accident.

The distance was so close that Jiang Ran felt that he was about to be sucked into the black hole in front of him, so he pushed impatiently: "Stay away from me."

Just after being pushed a little farther away, the chicken cubs immediately squeezed up again persistently, and it seemed that they had to stick close to him at zero distance, and this was not counted, because it was programmed to follow its eyes, but Jiang Ran The character in the game is very short, so every time Chicken Cub hangs his neck and tilts his head to stare at him, making him look very retarded.

"No...don't stare at me! What are you staring at!"

Jiang Ran finally couldn't bear the fire from his heart, raised his elbow and threw it backwards, hitting a huge damage figure in an instant, the chicken cub raised his head and let out a mournful 'chirp', Jiang Ran just felt guilty when he saw it. I wondered if I had struck too hard, but the chicken cub didn't fall down at the next moment, but stood there and froze suddenly as if a clockwork had stopped.

Jiang Ran was wondering, when suddenly the cub's mouth opened completely, and a flag ejected from it.

Jiang Ran: "..."

are you crazy?

The colorful flowers slowly fell down from the sky, Jiang Ran wiped his face expressionlessly, raised his hand and mercilessly pulled the flag from the chicken cub's mouth.

What is all this fancy?Jiang Ran suspected that he had been pranked, maybe there was a man in a van hiding behind the bushes next to him, just as he was thinking wildly, he looked down and found words written on the flag.

——'This is a gift from me to Ran Ran, or it is an apology, because when Ran Ran saw this chicken cub, it must have been my identity exposed in front of you, so I asked someone to pre-insert this chick A ghost program, if I haven't been online for a long time, it will be triggered, and it exists only for Ranran. Of course, I don't expect Ranran to disappear immediately, but I just hope that with it by my side, Ranran can recall it from time to time. My good - Daifuku. After reading the last word, Jiang Ran gradually clenched his hand holding the flag, gnashed his teeth and said, "How are you? Zhou Fushen, you are rotten!"

After saying that, he threw the flag on the ground and walked forward without looking back, and the chicken cub immediately followed with flapping wings.

"Get out! Stop pestering me!"

Jiang Ran pulled out his sword, turned around and slashed, and the chicken cub was hit by the effect of [Broken Tendon], fell to the ground, stretched its head and made a 'chirp' sound, and then spewed out a flag from its mouth.

——'Forgive me' Zhou Fushen probably thought that Zhongjiang Ran would vent his anger on the chicken, so every time the chicken was hurt, a flag would pop out of its mouth, and the words on the flag were different every time, anyway. Stalking sentences without skin or face.

After chopping more than a dozen swords, the anger in Jiang Ran's heart gradually calmed down. After all, the chicken cub didn't have a blood bar, and it was set to not die. It would be useless for him to chop any more.

What's more, there is nothing to be angry about. Before Zhou Fushen arranged this procedure, he must not have expected the follow-up today.

Jiang Ran took a deep breath and told himself that he could no longer be mobilized by this trick, otherwise he would fall into Zhou Fushen's hands.

They are over, there is no forgiveness or unforgiveness, the only thing left is to let time gradually forget all the futility, no matter how hard you try to keep it, it is just increasing the time of lingering.

This is the end of their marriage.

Thinking of this, he stared at the chicken cub who got up from the ground and approached him persistently, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Why bother, Zhou Fushen, what does it mean to you to keep it in my heart for a while longer?

……

……

At ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, the KTS venue opened on time, and the audience entered the venue one after another. After a while, the stands were full of voices.

Before the team entered the arena, Zhu Zhengqing nervously walked back and forth in the background, muttering: "There is no need to defend the stronghold...first rush to the middle, fight guerrilla warfare, and mainly take the head points..."

He repeated the tactics like chanting scriptures, but Jiang Ran yawned while lying on the sofa.

"Why are you depressed, are you staying up late again?" Zhu Zhengqing turned his head and said in a long-winded way: "Your face is almost transparent, you don't know how to cherish yourself at all..."

"No." Jiang Ran listlessly said, "I went to bed after ten o'clock, and I just had a nightmare in the middle of the night."

Yesterday he dreamed of Zhou Fushen killing the robber again for a long time, but it was different, this time Zhou Fushen raised his head, and his image suddenly changed into a chicken cub with blood on its beak, under the dim moonlight , it stomped on the corpse's head while tilting its head at him.

It has to be said that the combination of cuteness and blood is too weird, causing the horror level of the dream not only to not decrease, but to soar instantly.

Even after Jiang Ran woke up, he still had lingering fears, especially when he caught sight of the chicken model standing on the bedside, he quickly cleaned up, and ran to the guest room with the quilt in his arms, trembling for a long time, before falling asleep again.

"Is this a coincidence? I also had a nightmare. I dreamed that we played at 0:20 today, and when we walked out of the venue, the sky filled with mineral water bottles were smashed—" Zhu Zhengqing said in fear.

"Don't put too much pressure on it. As long as you perform normally, we have a high chance of getting more points than the Blues." Jiang Ran comforted him weakly.

"Isn't this what's so scary?" Zhu Zhengqing worried: "Oh, it's a tasteless thing to let me have this possessed spirit. It should be given to you to play the most effective role."

He is not underestimating himself by saying this, because Zhu Zhengqing's spirit-enchanting ability requires high precision, and its name is "Life and Death". The same part, then the skill damage will be increased to 300% this time, and then the mark will disappear.

——This is a very practical spirit, but Zhu Zhengqing's profession is a heavy gun, most of his skills are piercing, and the wounds that can be caused are very small, especially in dynamic battles, even Jiang Ran dare not say that he can do it. Hitting the same part of the opponent again and again, not to mention Zhu Zhengqing who has a natural professional disadvantage.

But the tactics they discussed yesterday centered on Zhu Zhengqing's ability to possess spirits. The key point was to capture the thief first and capture the king first. Last time they spent a long time with the blues, but this time they had to go against the norm and focus on quick attacks. When he came up, he disrupted the rhythm of the blues' preparation for a long battle, and took away the captain of the blues first. If this step was successful, the rest would not be a problem.

To put it bluntly, all bets are on Zhu Zhengqing's performance, so it's no wonder he is so nervous.

Alas, good fortune tricks people!Jiang Ran shook his head secretly, and couldn't help but think of his strange flower possessed spirit. He thought that what kind of ability he would acquire was really up to fate, but on the surface he still encouraged Zhu Zhengqing with confidence and said: "You can't think like this. It’s not like you’re missing from the collection, you have to believe in yourself, read our team training twice more, and then think about Lu Xun’s teachings, isn’t it much easier?”

Zhu Zhengqing followed his guidance and took two deep breaths: "I think I'm much better."

"D--" The broadcast in the background suddenly sounded at this moment: "There are still 10 minutes before the start of the game, please prepare to enter the stadium."

The two looked at each other.

"Come on." Jiang Ran said with a smile.

……

Inside the mental hospital.

"It's okay... you can go, I'll just watch him eat, eh... No trouble, no trouble." The patient next door held a tall man in a trance by his hand, and tactfully declined back and forth with the nurse.

"Then thank you!" the nurse said with a smile.

"It's all right." When the person walked away, the patient slowly turned his gaze away, and then turned around to find Zhou Fushen standing at the door, staring at him with an unpredictable expression.

"Hehe." The patient took half a step back without any trace, and forced himself to laugh dryly at him twice: "What a coincidence, you also come out to let the wind go."

He thought he wouldn't get a response, but he didn't expect Zhou Fushen to chuckle when he heard the words, and said calmly, "You can enjoy yourself here."

"Damn, isn't this a good doctor after being ill for a long time? I will help the nurses if they are too busy, and I will get to know each other after a long time." The patient smiled, and pulled the tall man next to him out of words, saying: "This is the one who lives next door to you. As I said before, Yin Zhao is a soldier."

Hearing his name, the man named Yin Zhao didn't react at all, as if his soul had been emptied, and what was standing here was just an empty shell.

"How long has he lived here?" Zhou Fushen asked.

"Four or five years?" The patient replied: "In the first two years, his family often came to see him, but now there is no sign of him, alas... In fact, he was not like this when he first moved in. Sometimes he was quite sober. Said that he wanted to leave here, wanted to atone for his sins, but I don't know how slowly, it became like this..."

"Really." Zhou Fu said with a deep smile, "He looks like he had his frontal lobe removed."

The patient immediately looked at him in horror upon hearing this.

"just kidding."

The patient breathed a sigh of relief, and when he came back to his senses, he didn't know what he was nervous about just now—it wasn't a suspense movie, and the removal of the frontal lobe was an old story in a mental hospital many years ago, and it was also a horror only in the West. It is impossible for regular domestic hospitals to exist.

But he looked back at Yin Zhao, and he had some doubts in his heart.

At this time, he heard Zhou Fushen say again: "You look quite normal, why did you come in?"

Mentioning this, the patient immediately said with emotion: "Don't mention it, I was sent in by my family as a mental patient because I have broken the truth of the world and understood the truth. By the way, I am a super accurate fortune teller." , is proficient in Zhouyi and astrology, especially in the aspect of marriage... Do you want to have a divination?"

Zhou Fushen: "...No need."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went back to the ward, leaving the patient confused, not knowing what he was doing, but after thinking about it, he was relieved, after all, he was a mental patient.

After closing the door, Zhou Fu took a deep look at the food on the table, picked up the chopsticks and fiddled with them twice, but there was no entrance after all.

He was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of the second hand moving, feeling that the longing gradually evaporated into suffering with the passage of time.

Little things in life will remind him of Jiang Ran, but at this moment, he can't find half of Jiang Ran in his life.

—except dreaming.

But he was also afraid of seeing Jiang Ran in his dream face him with no false words, and then he was holding someone else's hand and smiling happily in the blink of an eye.

But when he woke up, what awaited him was even greater fear, that this scene might be happening in a world that he could not see.

Every minute, every second increases the speed at which Jiang Ran forgets him.

Zhou Fushen found that he could not wait any longer.

Repeatedly chanting that name silently for an unknown amount of time, he didn't open his eyes until he heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

The sound of shaking bottles and cans on the cart was particularly harsh, but Zhou Fushen has actually gotten used to it these days. Just turning over and sitting up, he unexpectedly heard the slight breathing sound of the syringe advancing, and the soft sound of the other party. Speech: "Is it uncomfortable? It's okay, you will feel better after this injection."

Hearing this, Zhou Fu raised his head and frowned, "It's you."

— the doctor in charge of him.

The doctor turned a blind eye to his vulgar gaze, focused on adjusting the syringe and said, "Since your family sent you here, have you never been here again? Oh, don't be sad, cooperate and cure the disease as soon as possible, and you will be discharged from the hospital." .”

Zhou Fu stared at him deeply: "You know I'm not sick."

The doctor smiled and said, "Everyone who comes here says so."

After speaking, he stepped forward and wanted Zhou Fushen to extend his hand, but Zhou Fushen was completely indifferent. The two of them remained in a stalemate for a while, until the smile on the doctor's face couldn't hold back, and Zhou Fushen suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "It must be Nie Zhixin."

The doctor's expression suddenly became stiff, and he said immediately: "I don't understand what you are talking about, but treatment must be done."

After speaking, he raised his hand to ring the bell to call someone.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhou Fushen quickly grabbed his wrist, pushed his knee forward, and while the doctor was bending over in pain, he pinched his neck and pressed him to the ground. The sharp objects on the table are the wooden chopsticks that were snatched from the lunch box just now.

"Do you think I'll just sit there and wait for death, and be a pig to be slaughtered by you!?" Zhou Fu clasped the wooden chopsticks tightly, making a creaking sound, and said harshly.

"I'm just treating! Treating!" The doctor gritted his teeth, stared at the wooden chopsticks that seemed to be wedged into his eye sockets, and said in a trembling voice: "Besides, you have to think clearly, attacking the doctor during hospitalization will only If the hospital's judgment on your condition is aggravated, the dose of the medicine arranged for you will be increased later, and they will list you as a key observation object. At that time, you will not be able to escape if you want to, and the consequences that are even more serious than the side effects of the medicine are ...You may be locked up in a mental hospital for life, this should not be the result you want, right?"

The doctor saw that his cold brows seemed to be shaking, and his tone became more and more determined: "Put down your chopsticks, Zhou Fushen... Receive treatment, otherwise you will never be able to leave the hospital in this life! Don't you have anyone outside you want to see?"

"..." His pupils vibrated uncomfortably. After a long time, Zhou Fushen finally let go of the wooden chopsticks, and the light weight hit the doctor's face, causing the latter to back away in fright.

——Want to see, of course I want to see.

Ignoring the doctor who ran out to call for help, Zhou Fu knelt deeply on the ground, thinking bitterly in his throat.

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