Infinite Room Escape

"Jingle Bell--"

The bell continued, ringing like a death call.

Su Zili didn't rush to connect it, but turned his head to look behind the sofa. Just now, when the bell suddenly rang, he heard the sound behind the sofa at the same time.

There was an unexpected sound of soles rubbing against the ground.

Not only he was surprised, but also the invisible NPC in this room?

Su Zili raised his eyebrows. This thought made him feel strangely happy with the success of revenge. He decided that no matter who called the call, he would be polite when he waited to answer it.

At least the friendliness will be raised to the level of calling 10086 customer service.

"Hey?"

Su Zili picked up the phone receiver, and pressed his finger on the middle end of the receiver, keeping it not too far from his ear, so that he could throw things far away at any time.

There was no sound on the other side.

There was only a long silence that was slowly extended by the current sound in the earpiece.

You were so anxious just now, but now you don't speak?

Su Zili turned his eyes and glanced at the place behind him, it was still empty.Flicking his finger on the receiver, he was the first to ask, "Who are you looking for?"

After thinking about it, he lazily added another sentence.

"The master is not at home."

"If it's okay, why don't you call again next time?"

Someone on the other side seemed to chuckle, and then a familiar voice sounded: "It's okay, I'm looking for you."

He Xuan stood in front of the window, holding the microphone, with a slight smile on his lips.

The iron railing in front of the window cut the light reflected by the window into small mottled grids, and the glass window, which had not been cleaned for an unknown amount of time, was covered with dust and brown stains that were about to condense into blocks.

If Su Zili was here, he would find that the layout here also looks like a ward.

It’s just that compared to the dilapidated but barely livable room when he came, the place is so dirty that it’s dusty everywhere, and there’s that kind of splattered staleness on the walls and even the ceiling. Brown marks.

It looks like a catastrophe has been suffered here.

The ward was overturned on the ground, and the sheets and quilts, which were so dirty that they could hardly be distinguished from their original colors, were scattered on the ground in a ball. The chair with three legs was leaning against the wall. It turned into small black particles and scattered all over the ground.

He Xuan stood there, the white coat on his body was so white that it could reflect light.

He is out of tune with this place, but he can blend in strangely.

In the middle of the ward, there was a familiar chair.

The familiar iron chain was stained with rust, and tied the man's ankle.

"He Xuan" sat there, his brows were covered with a layer of coldness, he lowered his head, holding a yellow rubber duckling in his hand.He didn't go to see He Xuan, and He Xuan didn't go to see him.

It can only be seen when two people are in the same space.

Although they are the same person, one still has a trace of youthfulness, while the other seems to have been tempered, grinding away all the childishness and obsession in the past, and those that cannot be worn away are buried in a deeper place .

Sit and stand.

Similar but not the same.

It was as if time and space had been split.

……

Su Zili didn't know that the situation on the other side was so complicated, he froze for a moment, and couldn't help but ask back in surprise: "He Xuan? How did you call in?"

"Before the laboratory, it was also where Dean Han lived. No matter how obsessed he is with experiments, he still needs to eat and drink, and manage things in the courtyard. And..." He Xuan looked at the small phone in his hand, He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you notice? There is a landline in every ward, and there is a phone number for the nurse's desk beside it."

Although the dean's phone number was not provided, as He Xuan, of course, he was able to obtain this unimportant information.

So he just took the phone and called in.

Su Zili tasted what he meant, and felt a little helpless: "I saw it before, but I didn't expect this phone to work. Why didn't you tell me about it outside?"

It's like seeing off.

It made him depressed for a while, and when he came in, his mind was full of the scene of challenging the big boss of the level.

"Because even if I tell you, it's useless." He Xuan sighed, and said: "This is just a contact number, and it can also get through the little loopholes that the game has left for us to exploit in order to pursue the perfection of the original scene. gone."

"During this phone call, I'm just chatting with you, and I can't mention anything about the laboratory." He paused, and then let out a dull "hum", "Now I can't even say these three words , it’s almost like a review in a frenzy, and nothing can be said.”

His tone was as calm as possible, but Su Zili just captured the suppressed helplessness and a little bit of anxiety, and felt a little uncomfortable with the empathy.

"..."

Su Zili suspects that he has been too sentimental recently.

How can everything resonate?

strange.

He wanted to comfort He Xuan: "It's okay, I'm actually not that good. Really, I can survive here without your help. Uh, although it sounds a bit arrogant?"

"There is no arrogance," He Xuan smiled, "I know you have always been very good. I just... feel that I am too weak." Whether it was before or now.

Su Zili: "..."

His expression was a little weird: "What you said..."

If you release it, you may be beaten by other players and NPCs. Look at the others, which one is more comfortable for you?

The "comfortable" He Xuan didn't answer, he finally raised his eyes and took a look at the other him in front of him.As if feeling it, the sitting "He Xuan" also raised his head, and the two looked at each other expressionlessly for a few seconds, and He Xuan passed the microphone out of his hand.

The person who was sitting stood up slowly, took the receiver, and heard Su Zili's puzzled "Hello" voice from the opposite side. He listened silently and did not speak.

"Hello? Can you still hear me?"

"He Xuan? Are you on the opposite side? Is the signal bad? It's strange, I didn't hear any other noises, you haven't told me yet, what are you calling me to say to me, you can't really come to say hello Yes."

Su Zili pinched the microphone with question marks all over his head.

After feeding for a long time without receiving a response, it can only be regarded as a real signal interruption.

Perhaps the game was dissatisfied with the terrifying atmosphere it worked hard to create, and was interrupted so easily, so it was angry and pinched the phone line?

Thinking of this, Su Zili hung up the phone after waiting for a while.

"Dududu-"

The busy tone of the phone rang in my ears.

"He Xuan" listened to the rhythmic voice, he raised his hand, and hung the old red microphone back on the wall.Under the beautiful sunset, his pale skin, which had been pale due to not seeing the sun for a long time, became fairer, revealing a faint sense of transparency.

If you observe carefully, you can see that the skin from his ankles is about to melt into the air.

This call was really just to say hello.

It is for "He Xuan" who is about to disappear, a chance to say goodbye to Su Zili.

He Xuan looked at that young self, frowned slightly, and asked, "Don't you want to say something to him?"

"What did you say?" "He Xuan" raised his head, his slightly long hair covered his brows and eyes, and his chiseled face looked as if he came out of an anime.He carelessly stretched out his hand and opened the half-opened curtains, and the unobstructed afterglow of the setting sun broke in and sprinkled on the two of them, making the ironic smile at the corner of his mouth vivid.

"Because I'm going to disappear soon, so I cried and told him all the words I kept in my heart?"

He sneered: "He Xuan, I'm the same person as you, even though you've been outside for a few years longer than me and turned yourself into this. You're still you, you think I can't see what you're doing Thinking about something?"

His eyes swept over the microphone that was hung up, and then turned back to He Xuan, with a more intense sense of ridicule.

"If you can't say it yourself, you want me to take advantage of the loopholes to help you say it?"

"I'll be gone soon, I'll help you confess, and you'll take advantage of it?"

"You started dreaming just after dark?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

He Xuan: "..."

Although he knew it was impossible from the beginning, but when he really faced his own ridicule, he knew the feelings of those people before.

Looking at "He Xuan" full of sarcasm, he was full of evil spirits, as if he could grab the broken chair next to him and throw it at him directly.He helplessly reached out and rubbed the center of his brow.

He wasn't very angry.

To be honest, knowing that there is actually a projection left by the previous self in this secret room, and it is still so vivid, and even shut up with Su Zili and talked to him.

His first reaction was to clean him up.

Clear yourself, this option sounds bloody, but no one in this world wants to have another self.And based on what he knew about himself, the other him was definitely not kind to him.

Speaking ill of Su Zili in front of Su Zili is a basic operation.

If he was given a chance, he would definitely choose to get rid of him as the subject, and then... go after Su Zili.

Thinking of that scene, He Xuan pursed his lips, feeling a very subtle discomfort in his heart.

So it's better to let him disappear naturally.

Facing the self who was about to disappear, he thought for a few seconds, and told him seriously: "I know this is impossible, but the dream is still to be done, what if you say it in a flash?"

"He Xuan": "..."

In terms of disgusting people, he himself is really talented.

He waved his hand helplessly, "Okay, the phone calls are over, and the mourning meeting for me is also over. I, who is about to leave, want to enter death mode quietly now, you can get out."

"Oh."

He Xuan nodded, and walked towards the door calmly. Just as he was about to open the door and leave, a slightly hesitant voice sounded from behind.

"You...be nice to him."

He Xuan clicked his tongue, turned his head, and raised a face that was obviously expressionless but looked very embarrassed: "Don't worry, I'll go back and tidy up the room now, and I will make Xiao Guo prepare the supper later. When he comes out, I'll pick him up."

"I'm going to share a bed with him."

"Let him wear my clothes."

"When he falls asleep at night, I will kiss him secretly."

"He Xuan": "..."

He pointed to the door expressionlessly: "Get out."

He Xuan rolled away numbly, and the yellow wooden door closed with a "click", leaving the him who was about to disappear forever inside, as if he also left the memory of many years ago at the same time.

basement.

Just after flipping through the books on the bookshelf, Su Zili, who was about to look for other clues, suddenly stopped.

He touched his heart blankly.

why?

Did you feel very uncomfortable just now?