When someone with depression enters the horror game

["I forgot a word."

"Well, I must have forgotten something."

We never figured it out.

The sun has quietly rested. 〕

"How did you turn yourself into a statue?" Zheng Qing asked.

"Because I fell in love with a little girl."

There was a moment of silence.

Shen Lian heard Zheng Qing ask: "Why did you fall in love with her?"

The ugly statue thought for a long time, and then said, "Because of company. And it's a pity that I lost a red rose."

His tone was very calm, and he couldn't hear any regrets, but it seemed that the calmer he was, the sadder he would be.

"It's okay," Zheng Qing said, "If you lose the red rose, I can give you a red rose."

The statue laughed: "Doctor, are you a fool, I am an immovable rock now, how can I pick up your red rose!"

Zheng Qing also scolded with a smile: "You are a fool!"

Shen Lian is indeed a fool, so stupid that he turned himself into a statue and stood on the square.

He was still very handsome when he first started, and he still had the gold flakes all over him, and his bright sapphire eyes, and the ruby ​​on his sword-hilt.People love him and they call him "The Happy Prince".

He really looked extremely happy - although it was a very ironic joke for Shen Lian.

Standing in the square in the wind and rain, he obviously lived in extreme pain, but he still had the leisure to praise Wilde for being a genius, worthy of the lipstick mark on his tombstone.

"Di-"

"The system generates a program, random task [-], plays the role of the Happy Prince according to Oscar Wilde's main story line, and helps those in need. If the task fails, the system determines that the player is dead."

"Tsk tsk, I knew it." He said to himself.

The swallow who suspected that his ex-girlfriend Miss Lu Wei was flirting with the wind really came. Because of the force majeure of the plot, he made a nest at Shen Lian's feet, and naturally met Shen Lian's tears.

"Why are you crying?" asked the swallow. "You've wet me all over."

"When I was alive with a heart," began the statue, "I did not know what tears were, and my servants called me the Happy Prince, and indeed, if joy was joy, I was Happily. So I lived, so I died. And now I'm dead, and they set me up here so high that I can see all the ugliness and poverty of my own city, though my heart is made of lead , but I still can't help crying..."

Of course, this is the line of Wilde's statue, not Shen Lian, who has never been happy, and will not cry for the ugliness and poverty in the world.

"Oh, isn't he a statue with a heart of stone?" Swallow thought to himself.

"I think I'm a hard-hearted guy." Shen Lian thought to himself.

"In the distance," continued Wilde's statue in a low, melodious voice, "in a side street in the distance lived a poor family. A window was open, and through it I could see a woman sitting at a table. Her thin face was full of weariness, her rough red hands were riddled with needles, for she was a seamstress, and she was embroidering passionflowers on a satin dress, which the Queen's favorite lady-in-waiting was about to wear next time. Dressed for a court ball. On a bed in the corner of the room lay her sick child. The child was feverish and clamoring for oranges. His mother had nothing but a few mouthfuls of river water to feed him, so the child was always I can't stop crying. Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow, would you take the ruby ​​off my sword hilt and give it to her? My feet are fixed on this pedestal, so I can't move." (Note)

Although the Swallow was rushing to Egypt and didn't like children, but seeing the sad face of the Happy Prince, he decided to stay with him one night and be his messenger.

Then, day after day, Yanzi kept saying that he wanted to leave, but he stayed with him and was his messenger.

"Swallow, swallow, little swallow," says Oscar Wilde's statue, "far away across the city, I saw a young man who lived in a garret. In the glass was a bouquet of dried violets. He had curly brown hair, lips as red as a pomegranate, and large sleepy eyes. He was trying to write a play for the theater manager, but he was freezing Can't write any more. There's no wood in the fireplace, and hunger makes him dizzy." (Note)

"Yanziyanzi, you gouged out my eyeballs and gave them to that poor young man who wrote the script..."

"Swallow, swallow, you give my other eyeball to that little match girl..."

Of course, until one day, Shen Lian put some private goods in it: "Oh, Yanzi, do you know? In another city, a poor nightingale was about to die for a ridiculous love... He actually did it for a A red rose, oh, just a red rose, you have to devote your heart and soul to make that rose red like blood, red like crimson jade... just for the ignorance of a person who doesn't know the so-called Love, damn love! He's still singing...I have to help him...Swallow, can you be my messenger and give him this ticket?"

"What is this?" Swallow asked.

"You'll know when you go." Shen Lian said.

"He's a bit incoherent," thought the swallow.

However, he still flew to another city, and sent the resurrection coupon that Shen Lian got from the system to Nightingale who was lying in a pool of blood.

Although Nightingale is already completely cold, there will always be some strange things happening in this world, right?In other words, there is an absolute quality guarantee for a product that is randomly produced by a non-random mortal system?

——Shen Lian is smart, to put it mildly, he is a heart thief.

In the end, of course he completed the task, and the poor swallow also escaped from the fate of freezing to death, and flew to Egypt—because Shen Lian broke the statue’s character design, telling the swallow how cruel and ruthless he was, and didn’t like him at all .

It's just that he didn't expect that the doctor who was rescued by him would go so far to see him. Isn't the doctor just a fool?

Zheng Qing didn't think he was a fool, he was just worried about the person who gave him the resurrection coupon.

It was a swallow who came to give him the resurrection coupon. He quickly ruled out other fairy tales and thought of Oscar Wilde's "The Happy Prince", so he came to him.

After all, the prince in the original book was so miserable, his heart made of lead was shattered, and he was thrown into the garbage dump again.

Who will love the Happy Prince when the gold leaves fall off and the gems no longer exist?

Humans are such creatures.

"In the original story, the happy prince's lead heart was broken, so what about you?" Zheng Qing asked Shen Lian.

"I'm not as good as him," Shen Lian said, "I'm more selfish than him, and I'm hard-hearted enough."

"Di-"

"The system generates a program, random task two, before dawn the next day, help the statue of the Happy Prince to turn back into a human. If the task fails, the system will determine that the player is dead."

Zheng Qing's mission came at this time.

second task.

"Do you know how to turn you back into a human?" Zheng Qing was troubled.

"If I knew why I'm still standing here." Shen Lian wanted to roll his eyes or spread his hands, but unfortunately he couldn't move now.

So Zheng Qing leaned against the feet of the cloaked statue, from when the sun was setting to when the stars were rising.

It was quiet all around.

"In fact, it's not bad to stay like this forever." Zheng Qing said.

"I said doctor, if you fail to complete the task, you will die immediately," Shen Lian retorted, "Maybe we can think about the basic routines of fairy tales."

"The basic routine of fairy tales?"

"Poison and True Love's Kiss top the list, evenly divided."

Zheng Qing just sat there in a daze for a while, then he suddenly covered his face and said, "I might as well die."

It looks a little bit cute without tears.

The statue let out a laugh that sounded very frenzied: "Yes, one night, where are you going to find the little girl I like!"

Zheng Qing followed his words and said: "Yes, poison will definitely not solve the problem. Then, if you go to the doctor in a hurry, maybe you can only try a kiss before dawn. But I can't rush your beloved little girl before dawn. Bring it here, besides, it’s not certain if he will kiss you or not..."

As he spoke, he stood up, leaned forward, and kissed the cold lips of the stone statue.

"So...for my life, I have to try it out..." He whispered between his lips and teeth.

The light of the moon and stars shone down, and there was no one else in the square except them, and the lights of the houses in the distance were still on, and the lights were warm orange.

Then the touch on his lips became warm and soft - he saw Shen Lian's delicate and pale face.

The closed store was dark, but the music boxes inside seemed to be ringing, and the furry teddy bear seemed to be grinning.Shen Lian also seemed to show a fleeting smile, which was vaguely unrecognizable.Then he grabbed Zheng Qing's hair and turned against Zheng Qing, biting Zheng Qing's lips until they were dripping with blood.

"Tsk, it's shameless to make a surprise attack on a boy from a good family." Shen Lian said.

"Tsk, I'm not ashamed to wear only a big cloak all over my body," Zheng Qing said.

"Beep—this dungeon mission is over."

"Di——There should be two players, there are actually two players, and there are two survivors."

"Dick - the player leaves this world."