I am the villain on the infinite set [Infinite]

Zhuo Yu was drunk, Jiang Xingyu had never seen him drunk before, Li Gui stopped his hands for a moment and let his former lover kiss him.

Zhuo Yu closed his eyes fiercely, thinking in his heart that his sacrifice was too great.

Although he was clear-headed, his body was still fatigued by continuous hangovers, and he was able to pretend to be very handy. If he heard correctly, Jiang Xingyu said that he killed him himself. Isn't this just a ghost asking for his life?

No matter what, first stabilize him before talking, and then find a chance to go to the temple to ask the master to see if Jiang Xingyu can be saved.

The other party's lips were too cold, Zhuo Yu felt a little hairy, but he couldn't give up halfway, he kissed several times indiscriminately like a really drunk drunk, staring at Jiang Xingyu with watery eyes.

"You're back, isn't it my hallucination?"

Li Gui looked at him without blinking, and after a moment of silence, he actually smiled.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Xingyu smiled softly, the mole at the corner of his eye made him look less lifeless, he held Zhuo Yu in his arms, and patted Zhuo Yu's back lightly.

"Of course I'm back, what would you do without me?"

His tone was relaxed, and he chatted with Zhuo Yu as if he was still alive: "The new servant doesn't understand your taste, doesn't know that you actually like to add three spoonfuls of sugar to your coffee, and doesn't know that you like to put your favorite books Keep it handy."

Zhuo Yu's teardrops finally fell. He looked at Jiang Xingyu's appearance obsessively. Although the other party's face was pale, his lips were dark blue, his eyes were full of resentment, and even the whites of his eyes were dark, but because he was drunk, he didn't seem to be able to see Qing, just think that the lover really came back.

"I……"

However, before Zhuo Yu could say the next sentence, his hands like iron pincers strangled his neck again.

"Xiao Yu, I'm so happy, you love me." Li Gui laughed loudly, and the whole villa was filled with gloomy wind: "If that's the case, come down and accompany me!"

The fragile neck bone was crushed by Jiang Xingyu's hands, Zhuo Yu only felt a pain in his neck and lost consciousness.

Before he died, he was still thinking, why didn't this ghost play his cards according to the routine!Sure enough, he hates supernatural things the most!

The vibrating sound awakened Zhuo Yu again.

"Handsome, are you alone?" A familiar voice said.

Zhuo Yu looked up in confusion, and found that it was the skinned uncle again. Not only was he not dead, but he was still alive and well, trying to harass the person he liked.

He has not yet escaped from the feeling of death, he feels as if he has fallen into nothingness, until a white light appears in front of his eyes, and when he opens his eyes again, he returns to the original bar.

what……

Did he go back to the beginning of the film?

[I have died once, the number of resurrections remaining is 8, and the save point has not yet been opened. 】

Zhuo Yu was taken aback by the system's voice, he tried hard to think with his chaotic brain, thinking how difficult this film is, it actually gives people nine chances of resurrection, and there is no main task released, I'm afraid it really is To survive.

The middle-aged uncle beside him was still talking nonsense, Zhuo Yu sighed, and drank the wine he handed over in one gulp.

The wretched man's eyes lit up.

This glass of wine was drugged.

Soon, Zhuo Yu felt that his mind was even more confused, his whole body seemed to be on fire, and he collapsed on the bar all of a sudden.

Jiang Xingyu... Do you care about this kind of thing?

Although this middle-aged uncle is a bit ugly, he is really strong. Seeing that he has succeeded, he impatiently set up Zhuo Yu, and even didn't realize that Zhuo Yu's legs could not move, so he took him to the The location of the restrooms.

"Excuse me, my friend is drunk."

He was so anxious that he kept pushing away from the crowd, he couldn't bear it any longer.

Zhuo Yu was in pain from being caught, but the alcohol paralyzed his pain.

jingle bell - jingle bell -

Zhuo Yu already knew the content of the call, so he didn't need to answer it, and he couldn't spare his hands to answer it.

There was no one in the bathroom, Zhuo Yu was pressed on the sink, and his right face was pressed tightly against the mirror.He couldn't stand at all, and he couldn't even stand up. The middle-aged man thought he was too drunk to walk, and strangled him by the back of his neck, trying to unfasten his trousers.

At this moment, the light bulb on the ceiling suddenly burst out of nowhere.

The fragments of the light tube splashed all over the man, and he ran away in fright. Zhuo Yu had no one to support him, and fell softly to the ground. However, what he touched was not a hard tile, but more like someone caught him.

The toilet suddenly became dark, and the flickering lights foreshadowed something bad, Zhuo Yu could only hear the man's terrified scream, followed by the sound of slamming on the door frantically.

He couldn't get out, and the whole space seemed to be locked, becoming a cage to bind the prey.

The middle-aged man was so frightened that he slid against the toilet door and sat on the ground. He was incontinent.

Because the scene in front of me was too terrifying.

what did he see !

A broken human body with twisted limbs, as if hit by a truck, half of the head was missing, the eyeballs were blown out, half hung on the cheek, and the other half of the face could tell that this was a good-looking man. The blood-red eye stared at him intently.

Zhuo Yu was placed lightly on the ground, and after that, the ghost swung its broken limbs and crawled towards the man like a spider.

The man was so frightened that he collapsed, he took out a Swiss army knife from his pocket, and tremblingly gestured at the ghost in front of him, but it was useless.

The dead Jiang Xingyu showed his hostile side. The face that only had a gentle smile showed extreme violence and resentment. He picked up the man's body and threw it into the cubicle.

With a loud bang, the wretched man fell on the toilet, and the knife in his hand even seldom pierced his leg.

Jiang Xingyu made a strange sound of "clack, cluck, cluck, cluck" which was the last sound he made before his head was crushed by the truck. He crawled towards the man, and soon, under his resentment, the man lost his mind and completely into a meltdown.

Like a marionette, with a black face, he mercilessly scratched the skin with a knife, and began to cut slowly.

After Jiang Xingyu finished processing, he realized that he had lost his composure. When Zhuo Yu struggled to get up in a daze, the shattered ghost in front of him became the same as before his death. He was still the tall and handsome young man.

"Why are you so unguarded? Don't you hate strangers touching you the most?" Jiang Xingyu gritted his teeth and asked a few times: "Why don't you run away? Aren't you good at running away?"

Under this terrifying air pressure, the faucet burst directly, and a large amount of cold water splashed on Zhuo Yu's face, which made him sober up a lot.

run?

"..." Zhuo Yu suddenly remembered that when the system introduced it, it never mentioned that the character was disabled, but described it as "perfect".

Is it...

The current Jiang Xingyu didn't know that he couldn't walk?

Thinking of the last time he died, Jiang Xingyu saw his wheelchair, but he didn't express any surprise.Coupled with Jiang Xingyu's death, perhaps, that "accident" was a car accident, Jiang Xingyu felt that after the car accident, he would be injured, and it was normal for him to recuperate in a wheelchair.

And the current Jiang Xingyu didn't even see the wheelchair.

He didn't know that Zhuo Yu was also injured in that car accident, and even became disabled.

Things got interesting.

Zhuo Yu didn't answer Li Gui, he just let out an unbearable voice, taking advantage of the anxious flames that spread all over his body, he tore open his neckline, and looked at the other party with distracted eyes.

"Jiang Xingyu? Why are you here?"

The drunk person seems to have forgotten the fact that his lover is dead, and still faces him with the attitude of the past.

"Are you here to pick me up? I don't want it, I haven't had enough!"

Li Gui laughed angrily.

"Go home, I don't need you at all right now, I will find a substitute driver by myself...uh..."

Jiang Xingyu covered Zhuo Yu's mouth, and propped him against the door of the compartment.

"Don't need me? I think you need it very much now."

There was something in the wine, and Jiang Xingyu could feel that Zhuo Yu's body was very hot. Although he was resisting and pushing him, it was more like he couldn't wait to stick it on his body.

"Why are you so cold?" Zhuo Yu murmured.

"It's cool to put out the fire for you." Li Gui licked Zhuo Yu's ear, and gently blew in, which aroused goosebumps all over Zhuo Yu's body, and he couldn't help shivering.

On one side is the scary and weird skinning scene, and on the other side is the eclectic flirting of one person and one ghost. This picture can no longer attract people's attention.

Oops Oops Oops! !

Zhuo Yu's heart was almost swiped by the red exclamation mark, his nerves were paralyzed by alcohol and drugs, and he couldn't calm down like that, but he also knew that this follow-up development would definitely be mosaic, otherwise there would be a red lock.

He could only abruptly reverse the situation in front of him.

"Go away! You are the one I hate the most!" Zhuo Yu pushed Jiang Xingyu away, and sat on the toilet.

Jiang Xingyu took a few steps back, his eyes ignited with anger again.

"What?" Li Gui pinched Zhuo Yu's chin, and his tone was so cold that icicles could fall out: "Is that why you look down on me?"

Zhuo Yu's head suddenly hurt.

Jiang Xingyu once said this to himself.

The clips from the past flashed back in Zhuo Yu's mind, and he suddenly remembered a lot of things, and couldn't help but lament that the system's settings were correct, and the character of the character "Zhuo Yu" is really rotten.

Since the soft ones are not enough, let’s try hard ones.

Zhuo Yu raised his eyebrows, and his tone became haughty: "Who do you think you are, but a poor student, and I can only pay off the debts of your gambler parents. Do you also set conditions for me?"

Jiang Xingyu's fingertips pierced into Zhuo Yu's skin instantly, and the blood dripped on the tiles.

Zhuo Yu seemed to be rebellious by the pain, and said drunkenly: "If you hadn't begged me and said that you liked me for 13 years, I wouldn't even look at you, how could you still live in my house, it's ridiculous .”

Zhuo Yu thought to himself that he was really trying to kill himself, but he would rather exchange a chance for information.

The string holding Jiang Xingyu finally broke.

"Yes, yes, it's me who is mean, I really love you too much." Li Gui laughed maniacally: "You will always be like this, even if I give my life, you will not soften the slightest bit, but I can't help it Let go, I love you crazy."

Jiang Xingyu was full of hostility, and in an instant he changed back to the terrifying look he had when he died. He pressed his frightened and broken face to Zhuo Yu's cheek: "Come with me, I will take you away, don't try to leave I can find others."

"we will be together forever."

With a pain in his chest, Zhuo Yu looked down and found that his chest was pierced by Li Gui's hand, and blood spattered everywhere.

"what!"

Zhuo Yu let out an exclamation, straightened up from the chair at the bar counter in a daze.

"Handsome man, are you alone?"

[I have died twice, the number of resurrections remaining is 7, and the save point has not yet been opened. 】

It's that annoying thing again.

Zhuo Yu died twice, as if infected by Jiang Xingyu's hostility, he glared at the man beside him, picked up a fruit fork and stabbed it into the man's fat palm, nailing his hand to the bar.

"Aah!!!!"

It was so loud in the bar that no one could hear his screams.

The middle-aged man shuddered, and realized that the young man was looking at him like he was looking at a dead person.

Zhuo Yu didn't want to waste time in the bar anymore, he picked up the ice cube bucket next to him and poured it on his head, a lot of cold water and crushed ice made his sanity return, he immediately called a car and wanted to go home.

Ding Lingling's cell phone rang, and his friend called again.

"I said, Young Master Zhuo, where did you go? Are you okay? I have called you so many times and didn't answer."

Zhuo Yu frowned: "I'm at Max Bar, there's a mess here for you to deal with, come here quickly, I'll go home right away."

"I'll go, your voice is so cold that you want to kill someone, who made you unhappy?"

"A few days ago, what happened?" Zhuo Yu cut to the chase.

"Did you lose your memory?"

"Do not talk nonsense."

"Ah...Actually, I don't know too well. You and your little lover met in a car accident. Jiang Xingyu died on the spot. You came out of the hospital after three days and got drunk everywhere. I couldn't find you."

The friend's voice was slightly sad: "I always thought that Jiang Xingyu was only interested in your money, but I didn't expect him to die for you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You said, he pushed you out. Jiang Xingyu saved you."

"..."

This, how is it different from what the ghost said, what Jiang Xingyu said was that he killed him himself.

"Forget it, hurry up and call the police by the way."

Zhuo Yu hung up the phone, no longer looking at the wretched man who tried to lick his hand, but left the bar and headed home.

This time he didn't go to that bathroom.

Since he doesn't eat hard and soft, he has no choice but to do whatever he wants, Zhuo Yu decided to follow his heart.

He still remembered the sadness he felt when he saw the jar of thousand paper cranes, as well as the tears. He didn't believe that his character had no feelings for Jiang Xingyu at all. Maybe, he just pretended to be too hard, like a clam afraid of getting hurt, The shell can only be tightly closed without revealing a trace of soft flesh.

Perhaps, "Zhuo Yu" also has a story.

Zhuo Yu took out his walkman, he remembered the song played by this thing, it really foreshadowed Jiang Xingyu's crazy love for him, even if he died, he would not let go.

As for Zhuo Yu himself, is he really so unmoved?

impossible.

I was hospitalized for three days, but my lower limbs were paralyzed but refused to be treated. I ran around to get drunk, and wept watching the thousand paper cranes my lover once folded.

——"Zhuo Yu" is already on the brink of collapse.

This time the driver didn't suddenly scare him, Zhuo Yu returned to the door of the house smoothly, and he entered the room without hesitation, the room was still full of messy furnishings.

Zhuo Yu sat on the sofa, hugged the jar of stars and paper cranes again, in a daze.

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the character's heart. Beneath the sour feeling was a suppressed surge of emotion that could not be concealed at all. He even felt a deep, desperate love and a feeling that almost crushed him. Guilty.

Zhuo Yu was indeed sorry for Jiang Xingyu.

"Xiao Yu, what are you thinking?"

Zhuo Yu felt cold all over, and Li Gui appeared and sat beside him.

His eyelashes fluttered and he finally opened his eyes.

"It's been seven days, are you back?"

Zhuo Yu seemed to accept his fate, sniffed, and let the tears fall from his eyes.

He stroked Jiang Xingyu's cold cheek, and sighed, "Are you here to pick me up?"

Jiang Xingyu's face remained unchanged: "Why, you seem to be looking forward to my return?"

Zhuo Yu said in relief: "I've been waiting for this day. You said you wanted to be with me forever, and I will fulfill your promise for you."

This sentence seemed to ignite Jiang Xingyu's anger suddenly, and a dark wind blew in the hall instantly. He pinched Zhuo Yu's neck with one hand, and his voice was filled with hatred: "Why do you have to wait until I die before you can say that?" Is it because of guilt? Because you pushed me into the truck with your own hands in exchange for your own life? How can you regret it!"

Zhuo Yu was startled.

He knew that the character was greatly stimulated and selectively forgot many things, but he didn't expect that the character himself was afraid of death and pushed Jiang Xingyu over.

No wonder this ghost is so resentful.

That's right, if I regret it, doesn't that mean that Jiang Xingyu died in vain?

"No..." Zhuo Yu struggled to speak out: "If I had to go through it again, I might still push you into the truck because I was greedy for life and afraid of death, but after you died, I realized that the world without you is not worth nostalgia at all .”

"It doesn't matter if you scold me for being late, or want to kill me, I will accept it willingly, because I was wrong."

Zhuo Yu seemed to speak the character's heartfelt voice, and the depressed tone in his heart dissipated a lot.

"..."

Jiang Xingyu suddenly let go of his hand, allowing Zhuo Yu to cough violently.

"You're thinking really well. Do you want to use death to atone for your sins and alleviate your guilt?" Li Gui sneered: "You think beautifully, I won't kill you."

"I want you to look at me day and night, think of that day every night, and live in self-blame for me forever."

Jiang Xingyu's tone was very light, and he murmured nervously: "You don't love me at all, so you might as well apologize for the rest of your life, it will last longer than love."

[Archive point 1 has been achieved. 】

The system prompt tone is online.

Zhuo Yu breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the first hurdle was over.

He pretended to be drunk and hugged Jiang Xingyu, as if he was lying to himself: "What are you talking about, you are back, I hired the best doctor, of course I can save you."

The air in the Jiangjing villa became quiet, amidst the chaos, there were only two people embracing each other, each of them produced inner satisfaction.

—Two lunatics.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhuo Yu's friends received a WeChat message from him, saying that Jiang Xingyu had been successfully rescued, and that he is now safe and sound, and that they will come to celebrate at home tonight.

Not to mention that Jiang Xingyu was the one who told his friends about his death, so the death certificate cannot be faked. Could it be that he was rescued by a defibrillator after his death and has been lying in the ICU?

It's not impossible that there is such a possibility, there are many examples of people coming back from the dead in the medical world.

Of course he wasn't completely dead, but was revived after being judged dead, maybe Jiang Xingyu was like this.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh that this life is great.

And when did Zhuo Yu care so much about Jiang Xingyu? Didn't they all come and go as soon as he was called?How could it be worthwhile to invite all these aristocratic princes to get together for him?

I'm afraid, Zhuo Yu has really kept this kid in his heart because it was a blessing in disguise.

In the evening, several luxury cars parked in the garage of Jiangjing Villa, and Zhuo Yu's cronies arrived as promised.After all, Zhuo Yu's temperament is cold, so it was the first time that he took the initiative to invite them to be guests.

The hall was no longer in that messy state, Zhuo Yu sat leisurely on the sofa and called them in.

"Master Zhuo, have you changed your gender?"

The familiar voice who had called Zhuo Yu once rang out. The person who came was a young man with dyed yellow hair. He had nails and tattoos on his body.

But this person is indeed one of Zhuo Yu's best friends.

Lin Anqi sat beside Zhuo Yu, poked Zhuo Yu with his fingers, and said quietly: "What's the matter, this kid is still alive after being rescued for seven days, his life is too big, isn't there any sequelae? Just came out of the hospital like this?"

Zhuo Yu showed a peaceful smile, and sighed uncharacteristically: "Yes, he is still alive. Since he appeared in front of me again, he is still alive."

Lin Anqi didn't feel the horror in this upside-down sentence, but only thought that Zhuo Yu might really fall into it.

"It can be regarded as his blessing." Lin Anqi snorted, "He is not worthy at all..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhuo Yu stared at him coldly, so frightened that he quickly swallowed back the rest of the words, left the hall in embarrassment, took a cigarette and went to the garden to breathe.

There were also two people gathered outside, whispering.

"Yo, what are you talking about?"

One of them whispered: "Don't you think Zhuo Yu is a bit strange now?"

"How to say?"

"After chatting for a long time, we didn't see Jiang Xingyu in person!"

"..." Lin Anqi's back suddenly trembled.

"Besides," the young man wiped his sweat, "Since Zhuo Yu and Jiang Xingyu are dating, isn't it over for us?"

Lin Anqi suddenly realized, only then did he realize that the people Zhuo Yu called here were all those people who looked down on Jiang Xingyu and spoke ill of him at the beginning. Zhuo Yu had a better family background than them. their troubles...

And, they're all hiding a secret.

Telling secrets that could lead to disaster.

Lin Anqi took a few steps back involuntarily, he thought, he kept it a secret, no one told it, and those who knew the inside story didn't dare to talk too much, Zhuo Yu probably didn't know.

"Speaking of which, Liu Jingyun hasn't shown up for a long time, and so did Luo Musheng. The two of them ran away. I really didn't have the guts."

"What are you talking about, I asked you to hire a murderer to kill someone, but in the end, the dead person came back to life, so you have to run away too."

Lin Anqi took a puff of cigarette and scolded: "Keep your voice down, this is at Zhuo Yu's house, remember, we didn't tell him for his own good, he just needs to get out of the shadows. None of us You have provoked Jiang Xingyu, let's stabilize the situation first."

After he finished speaking, everyone suddenly felt a gust of cold wind hit.

Lin Anqi looked towards the second floor, and suddenly found a figure looming behind the curtains.

Jiang Xingyu was looking at them.