Affectionate characters can't collapse [Quick wear]

Ji Xingyun was trapped in a small and closed space, and he would encounter obstacles if he walked a few steps forward.

Can't see anything, can't hear anything.

It was so quiet that he could only hear his slightly rapid breathing.

He couldn't feel the passage of time, and almost nervously pinched the soft flesh near his nails.

"Why didn't you say anything..."

"Why do you force me...to make a choice."

In the quiet and closed space, there was suddenly the sound of ticking running water.

Occasionally, there are a few slight sounds, as if they are panting in pain.

Ji Xingyun didn't want to die, he just wanted to use this method to escape from the world.

This is the only way he can think of to stop this scene.

The small world will close the passage as he leaves, and the rest of the people will return to their world smoothly.

No one will get hurt, and no one will... die.

After you go back, you have to find out why this happened.

Given the opportunity, he would have a good talk with each of them.

Even...even if it's for him, don't fight.

As long as everyone works together, a solution will always be found.

It's a pity...it's obviously coming to an end...they are going to...

Forget it, the worst result is to start all over again.

Ji Xingyun did some mental construction for himself.

He's been waiting for a long time, and he doesn't mind waiting a little longer.

He has always been afraid of pain, probably because the pain nerves are much more sensitive than ordinary people, a small wound can make his eyes red, and tears make his eyelashes wet.

But when he hurt himself, he drew deep and long wounds.

According to the protection mechanism of the system, he will not feel any pain when he is fatally injured, and he will be safely sent back to the central world before death.

but……

The system is not there.

That also means that no one will share the pain for him.

Sharp pain swept across the whole body in an instant, and this body was heading towards death at a slow speed and irresistible.

His fingers trembled in pain, and he felt the blood rushing from the wound.

The body became colder and colder, and even the breath condensed into hoarfrost.

A large halo of light appeared in front of his eyes, mixed with colorful and broken light spots.

What disappeared with Zero One was the most basic teleportation function.

It seems that he... can't go back.

Ji Xingyun took a breath with difficulty, feeling that he was so close to death for the first time.

He was a little worried that without the help of the system, whether his soul could safely float back to the central world, or whether he would just perish in the turbulence of time and space, and be shattered into countless pieces like that person.

Outside the space isolated from the outside world, amidst the bloody killing, everyone's expressions showed the same panic and panic.

In the main system space of the central world, a light green transparent figure was inputting data and programs in an orderly manner. When he was about to input the last command, his movements froze.

***

The most beautiful child in the orphanage was picked up by the director at the door.

The young and small Bai Tuanzi lay obediently in the swaddle, quietly, not noisy, like an angel who strayed into the mortal world.

In Tuanzi's arms was a black card with no limit, on which was written a password, a contract printed in black and white, and the seal of the relevant department with legal force.

It is not so much adoption as it is surrogacy.

The food and clothing of Baituanzi are covered by special personnel, and the orphanage is only responsible for providing accommodation.

Tuanzi has a name and surname, Ji Xingyun, with a delicate and beautiful small face, just with moist eyes, which makes people love him.

Under the overly outstanding appearance, it is a dull and stiff soul.

He never cried like a normal child, never communicated with others, and his expression was trance and empty.

If no one cares about him, he can maintain one movement for a whole day, staring blankly at one place.

Like a delicate but lifeless doll.

The dean also took him to the hospital to see him, but he couldn't find any problems. It was only a preliminary judgment that he might have autistic tendencies.

The first time Ji Xingyun expressed his reaction to the outside world was on his fifth birthday.

Auntie, the dean of the orphanage, set his birthday on the day he appeared at the gate of the orphanage.

A big birthday cake was also prepared for him.

Children are lively by nature. In order to prevent some children who like to bully others from bullying Ji Xingyun, they specially designated a separate area for Ji Xingyun, and no one was allowed to enter.

Ji Xingyun wore a golden birthday hat, and sat obediently on a chair under the tree, staring at the texture of leaves on the branches hanging in front of him.

The small birthday hat was still too big for him, it not only covered half of his face, but also kept sliding down.

For some reason, his eyes suddenly turned a little to the left.

A strange person came into view.

The boy was about eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing simple short-sleeved jeans. His hair was a little messy on his forehead, covering his brows loosely. His eyes were dark and deep, like a river of stars on a summer night.

Ji Xingyun stared at him silently for a while, then he blinked, and asked in a stumbling and unproficient way: "...you...who are you?"

The boy was obviously taken aback, his eyes lit up for a moment and then dimmed immediately, his voice was dry and hoarse: "It's just an insignificant passer-by."

Ji Xingyun stared at him blankly, unable to understand the meaning of his words.

He only looked at it for a while, then lost interest and looked elsewhere.

Since then, Ji Xingyun has always seen strange adults.

When he first entered elementary school, he stood on tiptoe outside the crowd trying to see the class placement information, but there were too many people in front of him, and it was too crowded. I don't see my name.

"Seven classes a year."

"Ji Xingyun, class seven a year."

"It's the frontmost teaching building, the leftmost class on the third floor."

The man who spoke was very tall, and Ji Xingyun could only see his smooth jaw when he raised his head.

At that time, his reaction was still very slow, and he had to wrinkle his face for a long time before he could understand the meaning of other people's words.

After realizing it, I was dazed for a long time before remembering to say thank you.

I don't wonder why that person knows his name and can tell the class's location accurately.

Like a smart and clever outside, but a bunch of silly little fool inside.

Like a broken soul... a poor little person who needs to keep looking for soul fragments to slowly return to normal.

In a blink of an eye, it was the age of junior high school, and the junior high school that Ji Xingyun attended was a little far away from the orphanage.

If you want to take a shortcut, you will pass through a remote alley.

As usual, Ji Xingyun would not choose to go through that dark and narrow alley.

But the weather was bad that day, and it rained heavily.

He stood at the entrance of the alley and hesitated for a moment, then walked in.

There was not even a street lamp in the alley, everything around was pitch-black, and the corners were full of garbage and sundries, and besides the stench of the soil, there was an obvious stench.

Ji Xingyun could only use the faint light of his mobile phone to avoid the accumulated puddles and unknown filth.

There was nothing unusual at first, until he heard another sound of slightly hurried footsteps besides his own.

He didn't feel fear or fear, or that he was born with a lack of human emotions.

But his subconscious mind told him to run away quickly and not stay here.

Before he could run, he heard a muffled grunt of pain and the sound of something falling heavily to the ground.

"Do not look back."

Ji Xingyun subconsciously clenched the strap of his schoolbag.

The person behind him took a few steps towards him, then stopped.

"It's late, be careful."

Ji Xingyun looked down, and what was stuffed into his palm was a colorful umbrella with candies printed on it.

"Thank you uncle."

"Uncle?" The man's voice was a little weird, mixed with a bit of disbelief.

"You call me uncle?"

Ji Xingyun: "..."

When Ji Xingyun walked to the main road with street lights, driven by some strange emotion, he looked back inexplicably.

Under the dim yellow light, the man's shadow was stretched thin and long.

He didn't hold an umbrella, leaving Ji Xingyun with a slightly lonely back.

***

Pure white, in the endless transfer station.

From the teleportation array floating in the vortex, a slender figure of a boy appeared.

His figure gradually changed from transparent to solid.

The boy's pupils are a beautiful glass color, and his skin is as dazzling white as condensed milk.

Pretty and eye-catching.

People who came out of the teleportation array couldn't help casting their eyes at him, and then pretended to look away inadvertently, and looked over again after a few seconds.

The young man seemed to be in a hurry, his brows curled into an annoyed arc.

At the beginning, he could maintain a calm mood, but in the end his speed gradually increased, from brisk walking to desperate running.

Ji Xingyun was in a hurry, never before.

There was a burning pain in the lungs, and the smell of blood spread in the mouth.

Lack of oxygen and lack of energy made him stop, but he picked up his pace instead.

Spots of light began to appear irregularly in front of my eyes, and my vision became blurred due to the long-term violent movement.

But his mind was uncharacteristically clear.

He vaguely remembered one more thing, which was at his high school graduation ceremony.

He stood in an inconspicuous corner, looking for the camera against the glare of the sun.

The hot afternoon sun made him dizzy, and the classmate next to him was sweating profusely. He held his breath slightly, and turned sideways as if inadvertently.

The flashing light not far away pierced his eyes at this moment, and his dizzy brain became more and more unclear.

Ji Xingyun only felt his eyes go dark, and then fell to the side suddenly.

In order to facilitate the entry of students behind, the highest point of the platform is two or three meters high.

Such a top-heavy fall, ranging from a bruised nose to a swollen face, to broken arms and legs.

It's even worse if you accidentally hit your head.

He didn't fall to the ground, but fell into someone's cold embrace.

Ji Xingyun tried his best to open his eyes and looked over, only to see a pair of pupils that were as dark as the night.

When he woke up in the infirmary, the classmates gathered around teased him that he fell from such a high platform, but nothing happened, what a blessing.

"...Isn't someone catching me?" He asked doubtfully.

"Are you drowsy? Everyone around us was cleared away when we took graduation photos. How could someone just happen to catch you?"

"If you stand in the middle, there are classmates nearby to help you, but if you put it on the far side, we can't catch it even if we want to."

how come?

He clearly remembered that person's arms with a cool breath, and those eyes that were much darker than others.

Although he was full of doubts, he didn't argue with his classmates.

This matter was only a shallow turn in the bottom of his heart, and was selectively thrown away by him at the time.

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