"I'm curious, what's in here that you don't want others to see?"
Bai Wuliang picked up the diary, and at the moment he was about to open it, the weak voice suddenly spoke hysterically, "Bai Wuliang! You will regret it if you open it!!!"
It’s like Bai Wuliang is holding Pandora’s box in his hand.
"You will die a miserable death!" The voice cursed with venom and coldness, "You will die in deep regret and disappear from this world like a piece of trash!!!"
Bai Wuliang opened the diary while letting the voice curse and insult him crazily.
He saw an ordinary page in the diary:
"Dad is so skinny now. He complained to me when I took care of him. He started crying as soon as I left the room. I knew that Dad was afraid that his mysophobia would make him look dirty. But where does my mysophobia come from? I am willing to take care of Dad's shit and urine for the rest of my life, as long as he can continue to live."
Nothing special.
Bai Wuliang carefully browsed through each page, with an attitude of reading comprehension, fearing that he would miss any important clues. The voice that had been clamoring in his mind just now was particularly quiet at this moment.
He read through the pages one by one, and finally saw the diary entry of his father when he first learned that he also had cancer:
"When I got the news, it was like a bolt from the blue, and the world in front of me really started to spin. Why did Aliang also get this disease? And this incompetent father didn't realize until today that he was sorry for Aliang. When he was so young, he disliked his noisy and dirty son, so he left him to be taken care of by his father. He was not home for many years, and didn't care about his food and drink. As a result, the grandfather and grandson both got this disease. If he had cared more about them..."
When Bai Wuliang saw this, his gaze paused.
He continued to look down, and he saw that a few of the words on the line were particularly blurry, as if the handwriting was blurred by tears.
Bai Wuliang continued to flip through the pages calmly. He did not read the man's regret throughout the book. Not to mention that this was a real diary, but a diary fabricated in a card game. Even if it was true, the man called father did not say these words to him in person, but he kept expressing cowardly emotions in the diary, which he did not want to accept.
He flipped through the diary page by page and finally came to the middle, a very special day, the day he entered the card game.
That day was a turning point in Bai Wuliang's entire life. He was lying on the bed, picked up his mobile phone, and randomly opened a game on the phone to divert his attention, which changed his life from then on.
But Bai Wuliang saw this day, his father's diary wrote: "He died."
"I opened the door and saw his body on the bed."
Bai Wuliang blinked. He remembered that he suddenly entered the card game. The entire seven days of the game were extremely torturous for him.
The seven days in the card world were just a moment in reality. When he came out of the game, he had been in a coma for a long time in the real world, and his body was healing at a speed that even medical miracles could not explain.
Then when he wakes up from his sleep.
He learned that his grandfather, parents, and all three members of his family had passed away.
My grandfather’s health had always been poor, and his sudden death might be because his body couldn’t hold on any longer.
It is understandable that both his parents jumped to their deaths. Their parents were exhausted from treating his grandfather's illness over the years. After waiting for Bai Wuliang to grow up and work, the new pillar of the family fell ill. Even if his mother was pregnant again, it would be a huge pressure to raise a child for another ten years, not to mention the debt they owed.
As he stood up from his sickbed, his loved ones lay in the coffin.
Bai Wuliang's life started to move forward at an alarming speed from that day on. Although he was a complete failure in the real world, he was like a duck in water in the card world. He saved a rich man in a copy, and in the copy he used some tricks to make the other party grateful to him. When he left the copy, the rich man helped him pay off all his debts and gave him a house.
The relatives who had originally avoided their family because of the debt now came over like flies smelling something, calling him "Youliang" affectionately, hoping that he could support their relatives.
His parents once took him to beg that relative, and the relative also cried and said that he had no money. Bai Wuliang put on white gloves, held the relative's hand, and said sadly: "Uncle, we are so poor that we only have this single-family villa in the city center. The cost of maintaining a villa every month is..."
Seeing the relative's face showing an expression as if he had eaten a fly, Bai Wuliang threw the gloves he had touched them into the trash can.
He changed himself to a new name, Bai Wuliang.
He likes this name very much.
He thought that his conscience had died over the past decade or so.
He does a lot of things in the card world. With the help of his glasses, he can always tell who is trash and who is a rough gem at a glance. The most successful investment he made was picking up Jiang Mianmian from the garbage dump.
The crazy Mao Ya at the beginning was the most promising player he had seen at that time.
It was hard to imagine the potential of a skinny girl with dark circles under her eyes and a mad dog-like appearance. However, he believed in Glasses. He walked towards the embarrassed girl like a gentleman, stretched out his white-gloved hand in front of her, and asked, "Little girl, do you want to be my partner?"
The girl gave him a cold look and turned away without hesitation.
Like a hedgehog.
Later, he once again extended a helping hand to the other party when she was in danger, and the girl who survived reluctantly held his hand.
They looked at each other, and the girl looked alert.
He thought, what a disgusting girl.
Next, Jiang Mianmian showed her amazing shooting talent, and he found that there might be no other partner in the world who was more suitable for him than Jiang Mianmian. For the sake of profit and survival, he invested too much in this girl, and the sunk cost was too high, so he could not give up on her easily.
They went through each copy one by one, fighting side by side step by step to get to where they are today.
Bai Wuliang was in a trance for a rare moment. Even now, looking back, he had never regretted anything he had done. Every single thing he did was in accordance with his heart - even though his conscience had died long ago.
So why did the voice say that he was destined to die in regret
Everyone will die. He almost died once, but the card game gave him the chance to survive. From that day on, every day was stolen time for him.
He has a strong physique, endless money, and even a teammate who can completely rely on him.
As he thought about this, he turned a page of his diary and saw the words written on it: "He is coming! He is coming! It must be him!!!"
This should be the background of the Bai family in the card world.
Bai Wuliang calmly read what was written on it: "Ali told me that she was folding clothes at home alone today. She went out to cook halfway through folding clothes—"
There was a tingling sensation in his brain. This tingling pain was very familiar, just like the pain he felt when the glasses ghost helped him recall the past.
A familiar yet unfamiliar person emerged in his mind. That person looked exactly like him and wore a monocle. When his mother left the room, his face showed a look full of mockery and malice. He folded clothes in Bai Wuliang's usual way.
What's this
Isn't it a diary? Why did such a vivid picture appear in his mind
Like it really happened in reality.
"At first I didn't believe what A-Li said, I thought she was joking. But tonight I threw away all his things."
The thing that looked exactly like him heehee carried the neatly packed black garbage bag back home. Fear and panic were revealed on the faces of Bai's father and mother. The "Bai Wuliang" standing in front of them laughed so hard that he fell forward, overjoyed.
Bai Wuliang watched this scene quietly.
He suddenly remembered that when he got up from his sickbed, he saw garbage bags everywhere in his house. When the bags were opened, they were all filled with his things.
He continued to flip through the pages, and it said, "I'm going crazy. I only took three sets of bowls and chopsticks for dinner today. When I went to the kitchen with A-Li to serve the dishes, I suddenly heard my dad's voice. A-Li and I hurried out, only to find that there were more sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table."
As this line of text came to my mind, the corresponding picture appeared again.
"Bai Wuliang" sat in front of his empty bowl, grinning as he looked at the dazed old man.
The grandfather, who was as thin as skin and bones, had not eaten for a long time. His cloudy eyes, like dead fish eyes, stared at the empty bowl and chopsticks. Unlike the terrified Bai's father and mother, there was not much fear in the eyes of this old man. Clear tears flowed from his eyes, and he said tremblingly: "My dear grandson, come, come to Grandpa."
Bai Wuliang froze in place.
His thoughts froze, leaving only the call of the kind old man.
"I'm going to create a movie-like scene for you so that you can see your grandfather again. Are you happy?" the voice suddenly said.
The tingling sensation continued to spread on the cerebral cortex. Bai Wuliang ignored the voice. He just stared blankly at the old man who was imprinted in his mind. This old man raised him and gave him all the warmth.
The elderly don’t take photos, and the last photo left behind is a photo of him that was taken in advance.
Blood dripped from the injured left eye, but tears flowed from the intact right eye.
Bai Wuliang's vision became blurry. With shaking hands, he quickly turned the pages again. Page after page, the scribbled words recorded one past event after another:
"Ali and I wanted to take Dad to the hospital for treatment, but Dad said he wouldn't go because he wouldn't be able to see his beloved grandson."
"I had an argument with Dad today, and I regretted it after the argument. I shouldn't have lost my temper with him, but Dad, Dad is too confused. There are only three of us at home, why does Dad have to set out individual dishes and chopsticks?!"
"The room is full of wind chimes. Dad talks to himself every day. Dad is crazy."
"Dad's death should have been expected. He was so energetic today. When I asked him why, he said he wanted to be with his grandson."
Scenes emerged in his mind. The old man who loved him the most since he was a child walked towards the ghost with a weak body and called out in a trembling voice: "My dear grandson, come, come to grandpa."
Bai Wuliang's shoulders, which were covered with traces of blood and tears, trembled. He clutched the small diary and made a strange sound.
Is it like the crows cawing at a funeral
Bai Wuliang covered his face with the diary full of words. He put his hand over the diary, and the strange sound turned into a shrill cry.
He cried so sadly, even sadder than at his grandfather's funeral.
Because he finally realized that it was not the disease that killed his grandfather, but the demon he picked up.
"Bai Wuliang, calm down." The voice in my head was no longer sarcastic, and even a little nervous: "I didn't do anything to your family in real life. This is all a fictional diary in the game. Don't rush into it."
Bai Wuliang's shaking shoulders stopped, the diary still covering his face, no one could see what his expression was.
"Why would you hurt your family when you have nothing to do? Bai Wuliang, don't be confused by the settings of the game. They are your greatest help. They are so good to you and have always protected you. If you turn against them, you will die in this game. This is a killing game aimed at you!" He advised with such deep affection.
"You're right." Bai Wuliang said softly. He put down the diary that was covering his face. His face was covered in blood, blurring his expression.
The voice was relieved, and Bai Wuliang said, "He will indeed die in deep regret."
"You will, too."
He resolutely stuffed the yellow talisman into his mouth, and two screams rang out at the same time -
The Bai father and mother in the house opened the door, and they excitedly stuck their heads out to stare at their suddenly weak monster son.
Jiang Mianmian sat in front of the barbecue stall, eating grilled fish with her husband.
Suddenly, a fish bone got stuck in Jiang Mianmian's throat. Jiang Mianmian stopped chewing, stuffed a piece of toast into her mouth, and tried to swallow the fish bone.
A faint smell of blood wafted from her throat. Jiang Mianmian frowned. An ominous premonition was stuck in her heart like a fishbone. She saw her cell phone light up and a message from Bai Wuliang came in.
Jiang Mianmian immediately picked up her phone, which showed the guest rules document that Bai Wuliang had sent out before.
Dear teammates, welcome to our home.
1Please do not have any communication with your parents
9 If you enter the room and find that the door turns blue
Nothing special, are you posting it again because your hands are shaking
Jiang Mianmian was about to close the file when she suddenly discovered a new rule at the bottom of the file that had not been there before:
10 Don’t believe it, it’s the worst garbage in this house.
What?!
Jiang Mianmian suddenly opened her eyes wide. She asked Bai Wuliang a question, but got no reply from him. She couldn't sit still at all. Jiang Mianmian looked anxiously at the old man who was eating fish slowly. "Master! His friend—"
"This is his karma. If others interfere recklessly, it will be bad, and the karma will backfire." The old man looked at Jiang Mianmian and sighed, as if the grilled fish in his mouth didn't taste good anymore.
Jiang Mianmian asked: "What if I must go? Taoist Priest, can you give me any advice?"
"If you insist, find him, go downstairs and walk east for three kilometers. The tallest building is where you want to go." The old man said and sighed again.
"Thank you for your guidance, Taoist priest!!!" Jiang Mianmian carried a chainsaw on her back and rode a small electric scooter. She didn't even wipe the grilled fish oil off her mouth and rushed to Bai Wuliang's residence like a whirlwind.
The evening breeze blew the tiny strands of hair on her forehead, and Jiang Mianmian's eyes widened, all bloodshot.
Bai Wuliang, you have to hold on!
Jiang Mianmian drove the tram at the fastest speed. The wind blew her clothes up, like a bird flapping its wings. But she thought the speed was too slow. Faster, faster!
The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, so strong that she could hardly think calmly.
Something must have happened to Bai Wuliang! How could a person who loves cleanliness compare himself to garbage?!
In less than ten minutes, Jiang Mianmian rushed to Bai Wuliang's floor. She carried a chainsaw on her back and held a gun in her hand, and quickly rushed into the elevator.
As she pressed the floor number, her heart ached again.
The ominous premonition in her heart made her suddenly not want to arrive so soon.
The blurry outline of Jiang Mianmian's figure was reflected on the elevator door. She stood blankly in the elevator, carrying a chainsaw on her back and holding a gun. She had a very delicate and youthful face, like a young girl.
As the elevator door slowly opened, her past with Bai Wuliang popped into her mind for no reason.
They experienced a doomsday zombie copy together. Bai Wuliang took her into an armory, helped her grab the guns she wanted, and then took her away.
There are zombies all around. Bai Wuliang was surprised when he saw her dress.
She stared at Bai Wuliang unhappily, asking him something with her eyes.
The guy who was always so annoying told her: "Jiang Mianmian, do you have a story?"
"The little girl who sells nuclear bombs."
"Once upon a time, there was a little girl who sold nuclear bombs in the middle of winter. No one bought her nuclear bombs, so the little girl lit a nuclear bomb and let everyone see her 'nipple'."
"You always remind me of the little girl in this story." Bai Wuliang said to her seriously.
The elevator door opened completely. Jiang Mianmian stood at the entrance of the corridor and looked at Bai Wuliang, who had crawled out of the house covered in blood.
She had never seen Bai Wuliang in such a miserable state. It was not just his appearance that was in such a state. It seemed that his heart was also in a mess, with no trace of life.
Under her gaze, Bai Wuliang raised his head with great effort, blood flowing from the corner of his lips. He stared at her blankly with his only remaining right eye, "Jiang Mianmian, do you remember the story I told you?"
After the girl in her memory finished her fairy tale adaptation, she said stiffly, "If you keep talking, I'll send you to see your grandma now.
Bai Wuliang said the same thing as before: "Send it to grandpa."
More blood spurted out of his mouth, and he almost didn't have the strength to speak. The monster parents around him were like vultures staring at their dead prey, staring at Bai Wuliang hungrily.
Jiang Mianmian stared at Bai Wuliang, as if she couldn't believe how Bai Wuliang could say such irresponsible words.
—"If one day you are really going to die, you might as well just shoot yourself. This way you can die comfortably without having to suffer the final punishment before you die."
— "What the hell are you talking about? Card games don't allow cannibalism."
— "Give me the gun."
Jiang Mianmian raised the two guns in her hands expressionlessly and pointed the muzzles at the two monsters.
She remembered the guest rules written by Bai Wuliang and did not look at the monsters, but just stared at their feet.
"Bai Wuliang, crawl over here!" she shouted angrily.
Bai Wuliang didn't. He fell to the ground weakly. A crack appeared on the lens in his hand, and blood and strength flowed out of his body.
It was Jiang Mianmian with red eyes. She held a gun and walked step by step towards Bai Wuliang who was lying on the ground like a dead dog. Every step she took was a confrontation with the two monsters.
She behaved so ferociously that the two monsters seemed to be afraid of something and did not pounce on her to compete with Jiang Mianmian for Bai Wuliang.
Jiang Mianmian threw down the chainsaw and carried the heavy Bai Wuliang on her back.
A 1.9-meter-tall adult man is much heavier than a chainsaw. Jiang Mianmian couldn't even carry Bai Wuliang's feet off the ground. She gritted her teeth and carried her teammate, who was like a dead dog.
Just like in the copy where they met, Bai Wuliang carried her on his back from a sea of corpses and blood.
"Put it down." The man's weak voice sounded in her ears, "I called you here because I wanted you to pick up the cards. Take the cards on you. There are S cards, and you can't waste them."
"Shut up!!!" she shouted suddenly, her voice tinged with tears. Bai Wuliang wanted to say something else, but he shut his mouth, and blood flowed out from his already closed lips.
"Ask that powerful NPC how to save you, you won't die!" Jiang Mianmian said loudly.
Bai Wuliang twitched, his mouth opened, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. The warm blood dripped onto Jiang Mianmian's body. Jiang Mianmian said angrily, "Shut up!!!"
Bai Wuliang couldn't open his intact right eye. He whispered, "It's already night."
There was no light in the evening sky, and the trees looked like ghostly shadows in the night. Jiang Mianmian carried Bai Wuliang on her back as they walked on the silent and deserted road. The pale street lights stretched their shadows very long.
It's already evening.
The most dangerous time in the card world is night. In the three days since coming to the A-level copy, no player has ever traveled at night.
"Don't worry about it." Bai Wuliang's voice was very soft, like a dream: "If you don't want to live, no one can save you."
Jiang Mianmian paused. Her expression had calmed down. She said to the dying Bai Wuliang, "I feel like a monster is watching me."
"Even if I leave you behind, the monster will follow me." Jiang Mianmian said seriously, "Don't die so soon. You have to help find the location."
Bai Wuliang, whose eyes were about to close completely, heard these words. He opened his eyes with great effort and looked at the dark environment around him. "The inaccurate location has been provided now."
Jiang Mianmian put Bai Wuliang on her electric donkey and rode on it. "Then use your own eyes to see. You have to drive. Your back doesn't have eyes."
"good."
The wind was very cold at night. Jiang Mianmian was riding an electric scooter. The wind made her nose red and she kept sniffing because of the cold.
It took Jiang Mianmian more than ten minutes to ride the three-kilometer road, but she still couldn't reach the destination.
Confused
She stopped the car and was hesitating about where to go when Bai Wuliang, who was leaning against her like a corpse, said faintly, "Go left."
Jiang Mianmian drove in the direction given by Bai Wuliang without hesitation.
She didn't ask Bai Wuliang how he knew it. She knew that the powerful Bai Wuliang always had his own unknown methods.
All along, she has been following the direction given by Bai Wuliang.
Bai Wuliang prepared a set of advanced plans suitable for her, helped her collect rare cards, told her who to befriend, told her how to take revenge, and in the real world, sent her stepfather to a mental hospital in a creepy way.
But Bai Wuliang never told her what she should do if one day Bai Wuliang didn't want to live anymore.
The electric scooter drove a distance to the left, and Jiang Mianmian saw more street lights. The tallest building in sight was a hospital.
Hospital
Is this the place the Taoist priest told her
Jiang Mianmian was stunned for a moment. She didn’t suspect that Bai Wuliang had pointed her in the wrong direction. She just didn’t expect that the method given by the Taoist priest was so scientific.
It is also so dangerous.
Level A copy, night, hospital.
"You can register yourself." Bai Wuliang said weakly.
This time, Jiang Mianmian didn't even bother to tell Bai Wuliang to shut up. She carried Bai Wuliang off the electric scooter with a stern face and walked towards the hospital in the dark with a serious expression.
She did not ask other players for help. This matter was too dangerous and there was a narrow escape from death. If the seriously injured person was not Bai Wuliang, she would never go to this place at this time.
Jiang Mianmian took a deep breath, and she carried Bai Wuliang on her back and walked into the cold and dim hospital.
The lights in this hospital were very strange. Not only were they dim, but they glowed green. There were only a few people in the hospital at night. Jiang Mianmian walked towards the registration window. There were several people standing in line in front of the window.
The man's back was very stiff and he walked slowly. Normally, there would be a conversation with the staff when registering, but there was silence at the front of the line.
Jiang Mianmian looked ahead silently. She could only see a bluish-white hand extending out of the small window.
The sound of a cart moving was heard in the hall. Jiang Mianmian turned around and saw a nurse pushing a cart covered with white cloth. It seemed that the corpse was being pushed to the morgue.
Perhaps it was because of a sudden breeze that the white cloth covering the corpse was lifted up slightly. Jiang Mianmian's pupils constricted, and she saw that the corpse covered in white cloth was opening its mouth and blowing air!
The corpse blew away the shroud.
As if aware of Jiang Mianmian's gaze, the corpse lying on the cart suddenly opened its eyes and stared straight at Jiang Mianmian.
Jiang Mianmian held her breath and her whole body was tense.
She raised Bai Wuliang, who was on her back, and looked at the corpse on the cart with her only remaining eye.
The corpse revealed a strange expression, and turned its head. It stretched out its hand and pulled the blown white cloth over its face.
It was pulled too far, covering the face but revealing two bare feet.
Some hospitals would tie red ropes on the feet of corpses in the morgue. Jiang Mianmian saw that there was nothing on those feet.
The nurse pushed the body forward. She walked very slowly, and each step was extremely stiff.
Jiang Mianmian saw a red rope tied around the nurse's ankle.
There was a weight on my shoulders.
It was the weight of Bai Wuliang, who could no longer hold on, that fell on her shoulders.
If she leaves Bai Wuliang behind now, she might be able to escape unscathed.
Jiang Mianmian carried Bai Wuliang on her back and walked towards the registration window.
Through the glass, she looked at the staff inside who were wearing white clothes and had pale skin.
"Sign your name." The staff member said word by word.
A name means a lot of things, sometimes it is not just a few simple Chinese characters.
Jiang Mianmian took a look and saw that it was a blank piece of paper. There seemed to be nothing special about it. She calmed down, picked up the pen, and signed the three words "Jiang Mianmian" one by one.
As she wrote her name, a faint blood-red color spread across the paper.
In the following process, she carried Bai Wuliang to the emergency room. Bai Wuliang was taken in by the doctors and nurses who looked like dead people. When Jiang Mianmian wanted to follow in, a nurse with a pale face stopped her. The nurse stared at Jiang Mianmian and said word by word: "Your turn will be soon."
What does this mean
Jiang Mianmian looked at the nurse. The green light in the corridor sprinkled on the nurse's face, and faint corpse spots appeared. Jiang Mianmian looked at this thing at close range, and she felt a creepy chill.
She sat alone on the bench waiting, took out her cell phone and found there was no signal.
Not long after, Bai Wuliang was pushed out.
Jiang Mianmian immediately stood up and looked. Bai Wuliang, who was lying on the cart, had his injured eye bandaged, the blood on his body wiped clean, and his face was still pale.
When Jiang Mianmian moved closer to Bai Wuliang, the nurse did not stop her. Jiang Mianmian reached out her hand to feel Bai Wuliang's breath. When she reached out her hand to touch Bai Wuliang, Bai Wuliang suddenly opened his eyes and blew gently at Jiang Mianmian.
Jiang Mianmian's hair stood on end at this moment, and the strange corpse that had just blown up the white cloth appeared in her mind!
Under her nervous gaze, Bai Wuliang looked like he deserved a beating.
Jiang Mianmian almost couldn't catch her breath.
"Does a family member need to stay with the patient?" the nurse asked.
Jiang Mianmian nodded, and the nurses led Jiang Mianmian silently to a dead silent ward. They carried Bai Wuliang up, and then left quietly in unison. From beginning to end, this medical experience was indescribably weird.
When the door was completely closed, Bai Wuliang sat up straight on the bed.
"Can you do it yourself now?" Jiang Mianmian asked in surprise, because just now Bai Wuliang was lifted onto the bed by the nurses like a seriously ill patient.
"I can do a sit-up." Bai Wuliang said.
"Then you just..." Jiang Mianmian didn't finish her words, Bai Wuliang guessed what she meant, "If you can let others do it, why do you have to do it yourself."
Jiang Mianmian looked at Bai Wuliang's condition with a little surprise. After all, Bai Wuliang looked like he was about to die not long ago.
"This hospital is really good." Bai Wuliang touched his body and praised: "It's like a resurrection point. Yes, what does it cost to come here?"
Jiang Mianmian's expression remained unchanged. She observed Bai Wuliang's appearance and found that he seemed to be in good condition. She also sat on the bed. After running around today, Jiang Mianmian didn't have much strength left. "I got something from the Taoist priest before. It can be used as medical expenses."
She did not mention signing her name at the registration counter.
Bai Wuliang didn't seem to doubt her. After all, they had always been partners who trusted each other.
"Just lie down on this bed and take a rest." Bai Wuliang lifted a corner of the quilt to make room for Jiang Mianmian.
Jiang Mianmian was indeed very tired. She had not slept for three whole days since she entered this copy. She had to visit different families every day. Tonight, she even carried Bai Wuliang to the hospital. The high-intensity consumption had pushed her body to the limit.
Jiang Mianmian didn't even take off her shoes, she got straight into bed.
"Look at you, you're so dirty." When Bai Wuliang said this, Jiang Mianmian was too lazy to open her eyes, "It's your own blood, and you think it's dirty."
Bai Wuliang didn't say anything.
Jiang Mianmian didn't say anything either.
She knew that Bai Wuliang was guarding beside her. Realizing this, Jiang Mianmian felt sleepy. Her brain, which was always forced to stay awake, began to indulge itself. She let all kinds of scattered thoughts collide in her mind.
She tried to work even before going to bed, trying to think of some useful information. What was there? Nothing, it seemed.
It’s so nice to have Bai Wuliang guarding me.
When she and Bai Wuliang had played dungeons before, they could basically sleep in the same room or a nearby room. But in this dungeon, which was based on home, no one knew what terrible things would happen if they didn't sleep in their own home at night. For example, now, she and Bai Wuliang were both sleeping in the ward.
That didn't matter. The uninjured Bai Wuliang was always reliable. If something really happened, Bai Wuliang would wake her up. She had to take advantage of the precious time now to get some more sleep, otherwise her body wouldn't be able to hold on, and it would hinder her from escaping later.
So many complicated thoughts flashed through her mind that she gradually fell asleep.
The girl on the hospital bed was not sleeping peacefully, with her brows furrowed, as if she was dreaming about something bad.
With one hand stretched out between her eyebrows, Bai Wuliang gently smoothed the wrinkles between Jiang Mianmian's eyebrows. He sat on the hospital bed and whispered to Jiang Mianmian, "Idiot."
If Jiang Mianmian was awake at this time, she would definitely look at him with great displeasure, but the other party was asleep at the moment.
"What a touching friendship." That voice rang in Bai Wuliang's mind. This time, its volume was exceptionally weak.
The rare soft emotion on Bai Wuliang's face disappeared completely when this voice sounded.
"Don't mention her again." Bai Wuliang said coldly in his heart.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it. Let's not hurt the harmony of cooperation." The voice endured the humiliation and said, "Are you sincere enough this time?"
"Teach you to tear up the contract that can take Jiang Mianmian's life."
"I will lend you my strength so that you can fight now."
"Since our enemies are the same now, let's unite to fight them and stop wasting time."
Bai Wuliang sat quietly on the hospital bed while the bespectacled ghost spoke.
"Alas, choosing you has cost me nothing. Now even my parasitic glasses are broken and unusable." The tone of the voice suddenly became weird, and it made a giggling sound: "Come."
As he said this, Bai Wuliang raised his eyes and looked towards the glass bed at the door.
A dark man wearing gold-rimmed glasses pressed his face against the glass window.
Bai Wuliang slowly took out the broken monocle from his pocket, removed the bandage, and placed the broken lens in front of the empty eye socket.
— “It felt like a monster was watching me.”
— "Even if I leave you behind, the monster will follow."
—"Don't die so soon, you have to help find the location."
When the girl said those words to encourage him to live, the ghost in his mind also spoke, saying to him in an inflammatory voice: "Bai Wuliang, let's work together. There is a way to completely get rid of the monster following that Maoya."
"Do you know why you can't always see the monster's location? Because of those gold-rimmed glasses."
"Your goals are the same. You want to kill that monster and parasitize that pair of glasses."
He made a deal with the ghost.
He would kill the monster with gold-rimmed glasses at the cost of his life and everything he had.
Bai Wuliang stood up slowly. The moment he left, he took one last look at Jiang Mianmian who was lying on the hospital bed.
But he turned and left without any attachment.
He pushed open the door and walked towards the monster in human skin.
"Jiang Mianmian, is this the person you hate the most but can't do anything about?" The young man in white, holding a monocle, stood in front of the door and said to her, "Tsk, I know."
"We'll get rid of him."
Bai Wuliang in the dream said so confidently.
The sunlight shone on Bai Wuliang. This annoying man was the only pure white she saw.
—"Xiaoya, do you want to be my partner?"
— "I don't like men."
—"What a coincidence. I don't like humans. They're dirty."
—"Let me introduce myself. My name is Bai Wuliang, a name I chose myself."
— "Jiang Mianmian."
This is also the name I gave myself, because I have lived in a home with prying eyes since I was a child and I have no way to fall asleep. I gave myself this name in the hope that I can fall asleep quickly.
Jiang Mianmian turned over in the hospital bed, and the sunlight penetrated the curtains and shone on her peaceful sleeping face. This was the first and only time she slept so peacefully in this copy.
Outside the ward door.
The man in blood-stained clothes fell quietly on the cold ground. He opened his only intact eye and used his blood-stained hands to place a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose bridge.
— "You will die a miserable death!"
—"I will die in deep regret and disappear from this world like a piece of trash!!!"
The sunlight penetrated the glass window and fell on the man's dilated pupils.
He ended his life bathed in light, clean and full of happiness.