Dressed as overturned green tea Omega after Neptune

An empty room.

There is only one table and one chair.

Like the end of the world, like an interrogation room.

Bo Yu sat on the chair, put his hands on the table, his face was paralyzed and expressionless, only his eyes were half closed.

"Ah Zhi, I don't know if you can see it or not. Well, I'm clearing the level, and I'm fine. I just want to tell you that I remembered it, and finally understand why you said that..."

Recall what the A4 paper said when we broke up——

The A4 paper slowly raised his eyes: [No matter what happens, you have to remember that this is just a game. 】

"Ok?"

【do not be sad. 】

Bo Yu opened his eyes wide in confusion: "Why did you say that all of a sudden?"

The A4 paper is a bit sleepy: [It's nothing, you know, Mu Xingzhou is sick, and the nucleus he hides is the most serious disease. 】

——The memory is over.

Bo Yu sighed silently, staring blankly at the screen: "Okay, now let's sort out what happened."

"You're right, that guy is really crazy." He scribbled something on the paper and showed it to the A4 paper that the camera would see later.

He couldn't help laughing, and raised his eyebrows: "Half of the experiences above are all imagined by him. The real part is that I did live in that small town when I was in elementary school, and I also met a good friend, but very Unfortunately, I don't remember the other person's name, nor his face. I didn't meet him every summer in that small town after transferring to another school. The second half of the development was all imagined by him."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes and sighed again: "Of course, now I know that this person is the game architect, and I have already remembered him."

"When I was studying abroad, I did have a strange roommate. This part may be true. It is possible, because I was severely face-blind during that time, and it would be great if I could remember the way back to the apartment from school. And I spend every day in the school's laboratory, rarely go back, and rarely see the cohabiting landlord."

He paused: "Besides, I only lived for one summer. Originally, the rent was paid for half a year. At that time, the school happened to have a project to go to another place for an internship. About a month later, my luggage was stolen, and all the contacts in my address book were stolen." I lost it, and after the rent expired, I couldn’t call him because I didn’t know the landlord’s phone number. After that, the internship period was extended, and there was a high probability that I couldn’t continue to rent, so I invited someone to come to collect the gift.”

There was silence for a while.

Bo Yu raised his eyes and looked at the camera: "To be honest, if he was the person who shared the rent at that time, he would feel very bad when he saw that I moved out suddenly without a word. I didn't do it on purpose, but, at that time, I didn't know it was He just thinks that he is not familiar with it at all, and it is best to move out as soon as possible after the expiry date, without affecting the other party's renting out the house."

He smiled, with a little apology and complicated emotions: "I don't know if the part about the boss is true. My graduation work was very popular once it was displayed, and many people extended invitations for cooperation. The boss is indeed the most generous one with the most lenient conditions. I have always been the chief perfumer of their company. I don’t seem to have seen him, maybe I have seen him on some occasions, but I didn’t recognize him. I heard that the big boss likes to rest, There are many industries, and that company is just one of them."

Silent, sighing silently, Bo Yu looked at the camera: "Have you read Zweig's "Letter from an Unknown Woman"? My heart is heavy now, just like the writer who received the letter. There is a person who seems to be quietly driving beside me Like the green roses of my lover, I always appear in my life from time to time. In his eyes, I am a special person, but I don’t have the slightest impression of him. I didn’t realize it until I saw his fantasy world. Realizing that countless moments in my life have overlapped with him, it was a highlight for him, but it was an ordinary day for me.”

He smiled lightly: "I'm very happy. Because of this game, I can think of such a person, put me in an important position, and keep chasing me. In a sense, I even hope that it would be good to know him earlier. If I can If you get to know each other earlier, these will not be fantasies. I may not have told you, but with face blindness, I can’t remember a person since I was a child. I am dispensable to others, and others are to me. I felt envious of the close connection between them. But I don’t have such a person. If I could have known him earlier, or if I could remember his face from the beginning..."

Although Bo Yu didn't say it, but in that crazy town, the cool kid sitting by the window is separated from him by the whole classroom, with unruly eyes, skin as white as snow, cool and fragile, the closest to his imagination Snow White is the person he remembers most deeply.

Thinking, if only I could talk, I thought it would be great if I could be friends.

Obviously, we almost could become friends, but we have already made an appointment to play together tomorrow...

But, never seen again.

After he grew up, he actually went back to that town several times due to various reasons, but he never met that person once, and no one mentioned that person, as if it was just Bo Yu's own fantasy .

Bo Yu looked at the camera, slightly sad, but gently comforting: "Is this the reason you said, Ah Zhi, why I don't want to be sad? It doesn't matter, I can understand, after all, he is the core of the most serious disease hidden by Mu Xingzhou. .I think the game will be cleared soon, and then I will find a game architect..."

This video was recorded in the administrator's office of the virtual universe when Bo Yu accepted Zhao Yan's invitation to become the administrator of the second virtual universe.

But, after a few minutes, Bo Yu just wanted to overturn what he said before.

At the end of the scene, Bo Yu came back again, with a blank face and no love: "You are right, the game architect is really crazy. It is terminally ill and there is no cure. Sorry, I can't understand it."

……

When Bo Yudeng exited the interface and returned to Zhao Yan's side again, the world was turned upside down.

He was originally the chief first-level perfumer in the fantasy world, but now he is the chief hospice AI next to the hacker Zhaoyan.

Bo Yu, as a virtual AI, accompanied this lonely and autistic hacker and sent him to his last journey.

Listen, is this human?

It’s fine, let’s just assume that he has hallucinations, he’s already ready to play the hallucination, but, the setting has changed again, this one suddenly wakes up, and the result of being sober is——Zhao Yan is going to die.

Bo Yu: The degree of neurosis is a bit too serious.

Zhao Yan, who left the fantasy world, lived in a dark room without light.

It was as cold as a morgue, or to be more direct, it was infinitely close to the imagined underworld.

In the room are various machines and equipment and an optical computer.

The cold light from the machine is the only light source, and Zhao Yan looks more like a virtual AI than Bo Yu.

His skin was paler and more translucent, like a waning night flower in the darkness, his face was lifeless and peaceful.

As the hospice AI, Bo Yu sighed silently, trying to talk to him.

"What are you doing? Can I do anything for you?"

There was no emotion on Zhaoyan's face, no emotion, just looking at the light brain screen.

Bo Yu took a look, there was the second virtual universe, but it seemed to be nothingness, waiting for the gods to give light and the law of life continuation.

Zhao Yan said to himself: "After I leave, someone must continue to maintain this world."

Bo Yu watched helplessly that another Zhaoyan appeared in the second virtual universe, and the virtual replica Zhaoyan nodded slightly to the real Zhaoyan outside the screen.

Zhao Yan: "Your name is Zhao Yan, and you are another me. After I die, the final management of this world will be given to you."

Exactly the same, even the virtual Zhaoyan with the same expression of wanting to die all the time, looked at him quietly: 【I understand. 】

Bo Yu didn't understand: "So, what is the purpose of leaving another self in the virtual world?"

Zhao Yan looked at the screen: "The person I love is in that world."

Bo Yu was taken aback: So, after the hallucinations, what's more serious, did you fall in love with the virtual characters of the second universe?Or, he is not satisfied with the fantasy, and directly constructs the fantasy into a virtual world.

Zhao Yan looked at the screen quietly: "I can't go to that world."

Bo Yu: "Haven't you already constructed a virtual self to replace you?"

Zhao Yan: "But that's not really me."

His empty second virtual universe began to input command settings.

Not only the hacker Zhaoyan here, but also the virtual Zhaoyan on the screen is doing the same thing simultaneously.

[Technology is developing too slowly——]

"—The human life span is too short."

[In the depths of the distant universe, I saw a star——]

"—you tried to walk up to him..."

【—You are walking towards that star...】

"—discovered, many years ago..."

【——When I saw you...】

"—the star has long since fallen."

【—In the endless darkness of the universe. 】

"People or stars, the time of existence is extremely short, and the loneliness is long. Only death and loneliness are eternal."

【What you see is what you have known through the long years. The light that the star emitted thousands of years ago, after a long time travel, finally entered your eyes. 】

Zhao Yan's face was calm and emotionless, and the light in the screen reflected a star of water in his dull eyes, like a bottomless and lonely iceberg, the only tear dripping from the sea.

Bo Yu's heart suddenly throbbed, knowing that this neurosis was tormenting him.

"Isn't that good in fantasy, why extend such a realistic version? Or it wasn't you, it was the game architect who did it."

Thinking about it like this is even more insane, why should he make things difficult for himself?

It's like a self-set retribution cycle, the game architect is not happy that the hacker Zhao Yan and Bo Yu are together, even if it is a fantasy world, he has to break it, because no matter how he substitutes, it is not himself.

The hacker Zhaoyan doesn't want the virtual Zhaoyan of the second universe to be with Bo Yu, so he sets the virtual Zhaoyan as just a behind-the-scenes defender of the world.

Zhao Yan remained expressionless, building the world prepared for that person on his own.

He framed Mu Xingzhou, representing the truest self, the self who kept a parallel distance and watched from afar, secretly watched Ayu, wanted to help him without any trace, but never approached.

"You should take the initiative and confess earlier."

After Mu Xingzhou, he constructed another self, Jian Mo who no longer suppresses himself and takes the initiative to plunder.

Bo Yu looked at the world that was gradually emerging in front of his eyes. It turned out that these self-substitutions were born out of such thoughts?

Jian Suan's overly paranoid action is due to Zhao Yan's indulgence in bottoming out under the suppression of silence.

"So, what about Mu Wenyuan?"

As expected, Mu Wenyuan also appeared.

Zhao Yan said calmly: "If I am a great doctor, I can save Ah Yu when he gets sick."

Bo Yu lost his mind and took a breath: "You are really thoughtful."

Zhao Yan didn't respond, and worked without eating or drinking.

Zhaoyan sometimes answers and sometimes doesn't answer, giving Bo Yu the illusion that when he answered, he might just be talking to himself, which happened to answer Bo Yu's question, but in fact he couldn't see or hear himself at all.

Bo Yu paused suddenly, and pointed to the screen: "Wait, why did you set Mu Xingzhou to die from serious illness?"

Zhao Yan had no expression on his face, and his subordinates said without hesitation, "He is already sick."

Bo Yu frowned: "Because I called you crazy? There's no need to really give up on yourself like this."

Zhao Yan showed no emotion: "He was going to die. So did I."

Ha, the second grade is puzzling.

Bo Yu sighed silently: "I really don't know what to say about you. I'm in a very complicated mood right now. I'm so angry that I want to beat you up. It's best if I can just wake you up. I really want...I really want to hug you tenderly. Isn’t it right by your side? Fantasy or virtual AI, whatever, what are you obsessed with?”

Zhao Yan didn't answer, didn't respond, and worked intently.

Perhaps Mu Xingzhou represented the truest self, not only the hacker Zhaoyan, but also the game architect himself.

Mu Xingzhou's illness is real, and Zhaoyan's fantasy, the entire RPG game, and the second virtual universe are completely incompatible, hidden in the initial settings, engraved in his genetic world, and the real memory of the game architect true.

Therefore, in Mu Xingzhou's genetic world, there are Mu Xuecheng and Mu Yuesen who represent the past.

That is their beautiful, truest memory of each other and of the past.

It is the real password hidden in the innermost part of Mu Xingzhou.

The key to unlocking the truth of the world is the virtual Zhaoyan.

Bo Yu: "I understand, so, Ah Zhi wants me to believe that Wen Zheng is the core of Mu Xingzhou."

Because Wen Zheng was screened out by Zhao Yan layer by layer for him, and the reflection of himself that best suits his aesthetics was the perfect ending for him to pass the level.

But Bo Yu found the programmer behind the code, the mental journey and easter eggs of the crazy designer during the entire code writing process.

Bo Yu really can't laugh or cry.

But Zhao Yan is not a game architect, he shouldn't care about the other party's brain opening and self-abuse.

But it is, a little distressed.

Even if it's just him in the other party's mind, he still feels distressed.

Bo Yu raised his hand and lightly placed it on the head of Zhao Yan who was concentrating on his work. This person looked pale and lifeless, as if he was quietly burning his last life, devoting everything to constructing this virtual world.

What kind of psychology does the game architect in reality leave behind such an incomparably real projection of himself?

Is it because one day after he died in reality, he also hoped that he in this virtual world would always remember Bo Yu, so he quietly buried this truth egg?

Does he want Bo Yu to see it, or not?

"But I'm here, not a hallucination, nor a virtual AI." He stroked Zhao Yan's hair lightly.

Like an autistic patient, Zhao Yan didn't respond, but his subordinates stopped slowly: "No."

Zhao Yan said softly: "He is in that world. Not in my world."

Bo Yu smiled, but it wasn't the faintly maddened laugh of anger before, he was patient and gentle: "It was in that world. But, from that world, it came to you."

Zhao Yan's eyes trembled suddenly, but he still didn't look up at Bao Yu.

Bo Yu: "You want to come to my world, and I also want to go to your world."

Zhao Yan stiffly and slowly lifted up, looked at the virtual AI that was exactly the same as A Yu, and the tear dripped from his eyes just like that.

Bo Yu looked down at him and smiled at him: "Didn't you invite me to be your other administrator? To be the sun of the universe. You see, there is nothing you can do if you are the only one."

What makes Zhaoyan work non-stop is that once the world is built, everything is obviously normal, but it keeps collapsing and destroying, just like a castle built of sand.

Bo Yu knew why, not the reason Ah Zhi gave him at the beginning, saying that it was a logical paradox caused by the conflict of his character design, but because the administrator who built the game world had no idea of ​​living.

So Mu Xingzhou didn't want to live, the vampire didn't want to live, Mu Yuesen didn't want to live.

Therefore, the world without Bo Yu is constantly self-destructing.

The universe without the sun will inevitably go to destruction.

Bo Yu gently stroked his hair, looked down at him: "I'm not here to give you hospice care, I just want to keep you alive. I don't know what's wrong with the real you, why? If you are so pessimistic, why can’t you stand in front of me and tell me that you love me, but you have to wait for me to see you after you pass the level.”

Zhao Yan raised his hand bluntly, and slowly held his with a cold hand, looking at him, as if constantly building and destroying between belief and denial.

Bo Yu said softly: "I don't like only one person chasing another person, I like walking towards each other."

He bent down slowly, and placed a very light kiss on Zhao Yan's cold and pale lips: "Let's, now, go to each other."

The author has something to say: A4 paper: I told you earlier that he is crazy.

Bo Yu: Isn't that the perfect world of fantasy first?

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