Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

Luo Yiran can't tell what is his emotion now.

Qiu Xia's death pushed this emotion to a peak, and what he and the magician knew well before that made him yearn for, maybe from now on, he can get happiness.

Even if briefly.

But this joy makes the current pain even more terrifying, like giving hope and breaking that hope.

But at the same time, the stronger emotions merged with Luo Yiran himself better.

Perhaps because of this, Luo Yiran felt a feeling he had never felt before.

"Master." The magician looked at the bright lights in front of him, he held Luo Yiran firmly, and put his slender arms on his legs and back: "Human beings are so honest."

Luo Yiran put his hands on his neck, he felt the faint itching at his Adam's apple: "Why do you say that."

"Because it was the first time I felt the tenderness you showed to me."

Luo Yiran looked up into the eyes of the magician, his expression changed from cold to cold.

In fact, except for the coquettish begging for a hug, and the gentle behavior of wrapping around the other party's neck, you can't see his wavering at other times.

"It's not me." Luo Yiran denied it, he seemed sure: "It's just that other emotion brought to me for a short time..."

Pain and love.

It's just that the soft emotion in it is more terrifying than the fear and hopelessness.

But Luo Yiran knew it was fake, even if it was extremely real, even if he was feeling it, but it didn't belong to him, then it was fake.

He is not such a person.

Luo Yiran was very sure, because he knew how his real self would react when faced with all these things.

Just like Luo Jun had been with him for so long, he didn't cry or feel sad after his death.

Everyone understands that human life is limited, and everyone he meets will leave, but he is different from others because he complies with this sentence, knowing that people will leave in the end, and he will not feel sad about it.

But naturally, there will be no love.

The magician looked at Luo Yiran's calm eyes, and he realized that all this was short-lived, so the corners of his raised mouth calmed down.

Luo Yiran's hand on his neck moved lightly, he analyzed himself carefully, and then slowly stripped away the thoughts in his mind that if he did it, it would not conform to "his usual behavior".

The magician stopped, he looked down at Luo Yiran, the tenderness that seemed to be revealed by a corner of his soul disappeared in an instant, he smiled half-smile: "I really underestimated the young master."

As soon as Luo raised his head, he smiled, but the smiles were very divided, as if two souls were fighting for his body, one side wanted to show the joy and satisfaction of seeing the person he liked, and the other side was a calm and indifferent bystander, so very strange.

"..."

"Don't show that expression..." Luo Yiran said with great interest, and then he commented: "Maybe you shouldn't take off the bandage, but you are like a hedgehog without thorns... full of flaws."

He said so, but his expression was still struggling to say harsh words to the person he loved: "But you shouldn't have any emotions imposed on you, right?"

Therefore, what the expression and body express at this moment should be the truth.

The corner of the magician's mouth is down, and his face is expressionless.

Luo Yiran's expression changed for a moment, and then he pulled the corner of his mouth, and the hand on his throat became tighter and tighter. The pain made him do this behavior involuntarily, but Luo Yiran still had a sense of leisurely movement all over his body. , he looked at the dark sky.

To someone who showed such a gentle expression to him, he can still say exaggerated words... He really is not normal.

However, Luo Yiran sometimes feels that he...is not a human being, his emotions are so weak that they are easy to ignore, his sense of taste is dull, and his perception of temperature is also the same.

But he is indeed human, after all he can bleed red blood.And although it's thin, it still has feelings, and there's nothing wrong with its appearance.

...But it will become a special kind of doll, probably because the existence of the doll itself is similar to him.

Hmm... that's still a doll.

Luo Yiran felt his heart beating violently when he saw a magician—he never wanted to have strong emotions anymore.

Rarely makes him feel a little scary.

The magician closed his eyes in anger at Luo Yiran's words, and when he opened them again, he said softly, "I really want to bully you until you cry."

Luo Yiran: "...?"

Magician: "Leave this small copy quickly, or you should strangle yourself to death."

Luo Yiran: "..." In the two sentences that reveal the temper of a magician, there is no title of young master.

Luo Yiran didn't know why he cared about such details, he turned back to his thinking: "The dead daughter is the key, you can go out if you find her."

After entering the small copy, the magician concentrated on enjoying it. He didn't know much about the plot other than Luo Yiran, but he knew how Luo Yiran identified the dead daughter before.

Before entering the small copy.Luo Yiran could see that the bones on the relief were similar in shape to Li Wei.

But there are quite a few girls in this dungeon, but only Qiu Xia and Fang Jingjing have stories.But none of their bones resembled that of a dead woman.

For the most part, the dead woman's shoulders are wider than ordinary people, and her leg bones are longer.

"Don't be limited." Luo Yiran seemed to know what the magician was thinking. He said something, coughed twice, and then put his hands around the magician's neck: "It's just a change of shape, in this place that is itself false. , should be easy."

And there is another Li Wei who is exactly the same as Li Wei appearing beside him.

The magician hardly thought about it, he calmly looked at Luo Yiran's hand hugging his neck: "Master, don't be controlled by emotions that are 'not yours'."

"..." Luo Yiran said indifferently, "I will try my best."

He said, but didn't let go of his hand, and didn't even say to let him go.

Because it is indeed pleasant and reassuring.Hug with the one you like.

It would be nice if I could experience it occasionally without affecting my judgment.But it's a pity that with this small dungeon, this kind of joy that I haven't experienced will no longer be there.

"Where is the dead girl?"

Luo Yiran paused for a moment when he heard the magician's words, and then he said in a mocking tone: "Just think about it."

Hearing these words, the magician's mood turned slightly better. He looked at Luo Yiran with a half-smile, and was satisfied with his tone of anger. He thought for a while, and then said: "Before you What kind of person is that Li Wei?"

Luo Yiran swallowed back the "I think" that he still wanted to say, and he finally found that what he said seemed to be the words that the angry magician said, don't be controlled by emotions, so the corners of his mouth twitched Moved, held back: "... is an ordinary and normal person."

The expression is much more vivid and natural than outside.The magician led him forward again, but Luo Yiran didn't ask him where he was going.

"That Li Wei, his grades are good, right? It should be above average." The magician said calmly, "The family is very good, and there are many friends."

"...Yes." Luo Yiran thought of the person L in Qiu Qiu's diary, and then nodded: "I...Qiu Qiu envies her, because she is as happy as she looks."

"After Qiu Xia's accident in senior year of high school and seeing how his parents treated his sister, Qiu Qiu became very restrained. At that time, he himself was in the panic of finding out that his sexual orientation was different from most people. During the incident with his sister, he realized that his sexual orientation was also a crime. Big mistake."

"Even more serious than my sister's 'puppy love'."

"So he became a 'good boy.'"

But not only for this reason.

Obedient, sensible, cheerful... perfect.

This is the appearance of the child that parents expect. They have been thinking about the appearance of the child they want beside their siblings a long time ago, and they have never expressed that you are the appearance of the child that I want in my heart.

They were never asked what they wanted their parents to look like.

However, Qiu Qiu obeyed. He became the child his parents wanted, was praised by his parents, and felt "happy".

But it's a pity that this pretended happiness will not really make Qiu Qiu feel joyful, on the contrary, he will regenerate a layer of self-loathing towards himself.

Under such conditions, it is inevitable that Qiu Qiu will envy a truly happy person.

"Probably." Luo Yiran added a premise, and then continued: "This Li Wei, who is not the dead woman, is the existence that the real dead woman longs for and yearns for."

This happy and ordinary Li Wei was set up because he wanted to live that kind of life.

Well she isn't.

The magician looked at Luo Yiran - it was very obvious where the real dead daughter was.

No wonder Lin Na wanted to say sorry to him.

Zhang Mimi's body was laid flat on the bed, and his arms were covered with one after another of the scars he had drawn with a utility knife, old and new.

Some were still bleeding, and some had just formed scars.

He has been here for half a month, but...

Zhang Mimi raised his lifeless eyes, and looked at himself in the mirror with black eyes—where is the key.

So far, the key is most likely an object or a person.

But the possibility that the key is an object is low, because this small copy is closely connected with Lin Naben, so the key must have appeared in Lin Naben and is an important existence.

But for him, the player who experienced the Lin Na dungeon, there was nothing important in that dungeon.

It's more of people to people.

That is, the bully and the bullied...and the bystanders.

He thought for a while, then felt dazed and unable to concentrate.

Zhang Mimi's breath became short of breath, and then he quickly leaned towards the head of the bed and scratched his arm again with a utility knife.

This time, he didn't grasp the strength properly, blood gushed out quickly, and his hand became weak in an instant, so Zhang Mimi had to drop the knife and cover the wound on his arm, his body trembling.

Can't... can't fall into this emotion, it's not what he perceives, if he falls into it, it will only bring destruction to himself...

Gan... Zhang Mimi stared at the front door - but he was bearing it.

what can we do about it?How do we do this?

A key... a key... If it's not an object, then it's a person?

who is it?

Original dungeon boss Tang Bai?Or the bullied Lin Na?Or... the instigator, the younger sister played by Xia Lang?