I'm afraid I can do anything

Then one day in the middle of the night, Qian Cheng, who was hungry and fell asleep because he was too lazy to cook, felt a movement in the room in a daze.

The vicious dog, who was supposed to be trapped at a fixed point, walked quietly to the kitchen, cooked, put the simple bento in the refrigerator, and returned to the room.

Qian Cheng: "..."

So she simply took off one end of the chain and held it in her hand, giving him enough range of motion, that is, let him cook, clean up the dishes and clean the room.

Sometimes I fell asleep while doing homework on the sofa, and when I woke up, I found that my palm was stuffed into the other end of the chain.

The other party closed his eyes and slept on his side, within reach, but not beyond.Occasionally, she would fall headlong on the opponent to recharge the battery.

Looks like a cozy double life.

Except, the cold silver chain hanging from the man's wrist.

Nth day...

Time flies.

It seems that there is no one Fuheshier in the world.

The way Qiancheng gets along with the other party is also unknowingly closer to the game. The mark she put on him will choose a better-looking style, and will cover and deepen the original place in a wicked way, and...

Her evil thoughts flowed violently, and she was not even satisfied with inflicting negligible pain on the other party.

want more...

Let the other party cry.

Let the opponent suffocate - hehe, he can choke his own neck in the game.

Let the other party die...

and many more!

wait!

How could she have such an idea.

Qian Cheng woke up like a nightmare, feeling that everything was wrong.

"What? Don't you kill me?"

The man was wet all over, with black shattered hair sticking to his forehead, his eyes were frowning, even though he almost passed death, he was still smiling viciously.

Qian Cheng stared at the other party, almost dumbfounded.

She realized deeply——he might be faking it.

The life of captivity these days seems to have completely handed over the dominance to Qian Cheng.

But it was never cages and chains that locked tyrants.

He retreated to advance, trapping Qiancheng at the cost of his own freedom.He clearly knows her interests and bottom line, so just like in the game, he guides her step by step to raise her desire for control and violence to a state that no one else can satisfy her except him.

The black box released by the devil can only be satisfied by the devil.

This is his kind of revenge.

Didn't Qian Cheng in reality abandon her relationship with Qi Feng?Then let her be completely her.

It seems reasonable.

As for why he wanted to kill him himself.

Maybe, just like she wanted to avenge Xia Youjie who died for more than 40 weeks through her own death, she wanted her death to be engraved in the heart of the other party, making her cry bitterly and regret it?

gan...

When the object becomes herself, Qian Cheng just finds this idea funny.

Because of this, he suddenly woke up.

She stared at Fuhesher, seeing the vicious and arrogant smile on his lips, and let the other party strangle her hand around his neck.

Is it really?

Qian Cheng said: "Shi Er, since when did you know that this place is not real?"

Fu Heshen paused, Qian Cheng could feel the rolling of Adam's apple in his hand, but he ignored it: "What are you talking about?"

"Here, my memory will be corrected. So in places where I can't remember, I should have done something that makes you feel strange. For example, I am obviously free, but I still want to kill myself."

"Uh..." At the last sentence, the man fell silent.

"You're puzzled, you investigate, you know the truth, so you act."

Qian Cheng thought about it from the very beginning.

She thought the only way to kill herself was the real ending.But now it seems that perhaps following the target of evil thoughts and killing the magnified malice of the target object is also the customs clearance rule to escape from the illusion.

And she was worried that hurting Gojo Satoru in the illusion would hurt the real person, which also applies to herself.

From the very beginning, Fu Heisher's evil thoughts wanted to fall in love with Qian Cheng.

But after she changed, revealing her original mood, holding the chains that implicated each other firmly in her hands from abandonment, giving him pain and being needed, everything changed.

So rather than Qiancheng hurting herself, I hope she points the sharp edge of the knife at him in exchange for a chance to leave the illusion.

"Ha, so narcissistic? It's really taken for granted."

"It's self-confidence. I know you, and I know why you choose to let me kill you."

Fu Heisher stared at her: "Why?"

"I said that your life belongs to me, so only I can give you death."

Qian Cheng looked at the other person's almost unchanged appearance, and thought of that weird bottle of wine that made her bleed.

She returned to him exactly what Shi Er asked her to die ten years later in the game.

Fuheshier laughed, his chest trembling.

His eyes were on fire.

-

Eh?Out?

Qiancheng stared blankly at his hands.

Just now she wanted to take her hand away after she finished speaking, but Fu Heisher pressed her tightly, and then the dizziness that enveloped her whole body made her lose consciousness.

and so……

Shier shouldn't have knocked her unconscious and completed the rest of the steps with her hands... right?

Wait, since the goal can be achieved without her being conscious, then the subsequent series of reverse training is indeed revenge.

Qian Cheng choked up for a moment.

She was squeezed by the people behind her and almost fell, only to find herself in the middle of the crowded road.100 meters ahead is the magnificent campus gate of Q Academy.

Obviously, it's not the place to fight real people.

gan...

She seemed to have entered the doll fantasy again.

It's endless, isn't it?

Qian Cheng was incompetent and furious, according to the rules of the previous two, it should belong to that person.

Qian Cheng made a mark, and then her emotions calmed down, she forgot everything outside.

She went to school step by step, and after a fulfilling morning, she overheard the conversations of other students while eating with Yuta on the rooftop.

"Youmeijiang, Mr. Xia You is not here today, he used to pass by here every Wednesday..."

"He didn't show up for a week, don't know what happened."

"It seems to be a sick leave? Or a job transfer... No way, I see that there are photos of teachers on the teacher list, so they shouldn't leave our school?"

"Then it's still sick, and I will come back when I get better."

How can anyone get sick?

Qiancheng swallowed the sushi, and wanted to use her mobile phone to check Xia Youjie's online status, but found Jie with overlapping handwriting written on her palm.

It's her own handwriting.

So this is a reminder to Qiancheng himself.

You Tai asked: "What's wrong?"

Qian Cheng curled up her palms: "I'm a little worried about Teacher Xia You, is he sick?"

You Tai thought for a while: "I heard from Teacher Jiaru that Teacher Xia You seems to have returned to his hometown. He didn't mention any physical problems."

He comforted Qian Cheng again: "Although I often went to the hospital when I was a child, I almost never got sick after becoming a magician. Teacher Xia You is only stronger than me, so don't worry. The teacher will be fine."

Qiancheng nodded.

home...

She knows where.

Will Xia Youjie be there?

A few days later, Qian Cheng came to Xia Youjie's hometown.

When she passed the door, she took another look at the Xia You on the house number, and was spotted by Xia You and his wife who had just returned from their sojourn.She was as gentle and enthusiastic as in the game, asking her if there was anything wrong.

Qian Cheng hesitated for a moment: "My teacher also has this surname, and this surname is relatively rare, so I read it for a while, sorry."

Mrs. Xia You's eyes lit up: "My son is also a teacher."

After saying this, Qian Cheng immediately climbed up the pole and reported Xia Youjie's information, and it turned out to be the same one after checking.

Under Mrs. Xia You's more loving gaze, Qian Cheng pinched the corner of her clothes and asked Xia Youjie's whereabouts.

"There's no news from that child recently..."

Mrs. Xia You was thinking, but the phone was not connected. She apologized and took Qian Cheng home to drink tea. The room was full of family photos, children, teenagers and young Xia Youjie smiled brightly without any haze.

Before Qiancheng left, Mrs. Xia You took out a bag of tangerines and tourist specialty snacks from the room, and stuffed them to her with a smile and words that she couldn't refuse: "If you don't mind, take them. Your teacher I like it too."

Qian Cheng took a few steps with the orange in her arms, then stopped again.

She looked at the mango house next to Xia You's house.

This is Qi Feng's childhood home in the game.

In fact, players rarely live in this home. In her 19 years of gaming life, she lived in Wujo's home, college dormitory, private house and Q headquarters after the age of ??.

But she still clearly remembered that the back door of this house seemed impossible to open, but in fact it could be opened with a bit of ingenuity.

When she was a child, she often slipped out the back door to play with Xia Youjie.

Of course, it is more likely to climb through the second-floor balconies of the two houses that are almost next to each other, and there is no need to take off your shoes.

By accident, Qian Cheng stood at the back door.

She held the doorknob and opened it slowly.

There is not much decay and smoke in this home.But the atmosphere was dark and sticky, and the shade from the bottom to the body almost enveloped people.

Just like a haunted house.

As Qian Cheng thought about it, the citrus in his arms suddenly fell and rolled forward.

Considering the bad situation caused by rotten oranges at home, Qiancheng lowered her head and hurried in.

Then, she froze, her pupils dilated, and she raised her head in disbelief.

……

The place where no one has set foot for many years is dark and cramped, without seeing the sun.

Xia Youjie was leaning against the corner of the room, one of his hands was hung high by an iron chain, which made it impossible for him to sit down easily, and at the same time, the chain wrapped around his waist ensured that he could not stand up completely, so he could barely maintain this It was hung there in a posture that was absolutely unbearable just looking at it.

The iron chains were wrapped around his body like vines, and all the exposed skin could see bruises, red marks and blood stains from being stretched out.

The malice of others is overwhelming.

But it was not aimed at the intruder, but at himself.

A room away from the photo with a bright smile, this picture of eyes closed, embarrassed and lifeless, as if waiting to be executed...is particularly amazing.

sinner……

This was Xia Youjie's voice before Qi Feng's death.

It is also the scene at this moment - the best portrayal.

Among all the illusions that magnify and trap her in a cage woven by maliciousness, Xia Youjie is the only one who regards himself as a sinner.