Sheng Canyang said that when they met tomorrow, Hai Ri didn't think they would see each other tomorrow. Even if both of them are tasked for tomorrow, it is estimated that it is impossible for them to be separated again. At most, we will meet again in a hurry on the bus.
At eight o'clock the next morning, Hai Ri got on the bus early, found a seat by the window, listened to music with earphones on, and threw a backpack on the luggage rack above his head. When Hai Ri looked up, he saw Sheng Canyang. Today I wore a blue sweater with a white bottoming shirt, black jeans, and a peaked cap on my head. The small earrings on my ears flickered in the sun, and the sunshine was almost handsome. Knock Hai Ri unconscious.
Sheng Canyang threw his backpack up, sat down, and said, "You're pretty early."
"I don't know when the bus will leave, but I'll be here at half past six," Hai Ri's loving mother asked, "Did you sleep well last night? You have dark circles under your eyes."
Sheng Canyang was stunned for a moment, took off a pair of silver-rimmed sunglasses from his collar, put them on casually, and said with a smile: "It's okay."
Hai Ri felt that there was something bothering him, but he couldn't ask, so he had no choice but to keep his head down and have fun while waiting for the departure.
He has been stuck in this level for a long time. It can be said that after two thousand levels, it is purely luck to pass the level. Hai Ri has been playing this mentally handicapped game for six years, and he has never felt that there is any part of this game that makes perfect.
The weeping Xiao Wanneng regretfully informed him that after the number of steps had been taken, there were still three ice cubes left to be removed.
Sheng Canyang glanced behind the sunglasses, and saw that Hai Ri took a deep breath, raised his head calmly, looked at the scenery outside the window for a moment, seemed to have calmed down, then lowered his head, ruthlessly switched the APP, opened the Kuaishou short Video APP, skillfully opened a live broadcast.
Sheng Canyang smiled, thinking that it was interesting for Hairi to suppress his anger. Before the smile fell, he saw the male anchor in Hairi's cell phone video wearing a low-cut Lolita skirt and winking at the camera.
Sheng Canyang's pupils trembled.
He thought it might be an accident, maybe Hai Ri made a mistake, and then he saw Hai Ri calmly pointing a little heart to the anchor, and a special effect of sparkling red hearts opened under his fingers.
Sheng Canyang glanced at Hai Ri, and then at the male anchor in his mobile phone. He couldn't control his shocking expression for a while, Hai Ri noticed his gaze, turned his head, and asked, "Did you watch?"
Sheng Canyang shook his head violently.
Hai Ri put his hands on the earphones, ready to give him a earphone, so he had to put it back on his ear, "Oh."
Sheng Canyang was greatly shocked and couldn't help asking: "... what is this?"
Hai Ri: "Live broadcast."
Can Sheng Canyang know that this is a live broadcast? "What are you looking at?" he asked.
Hai Ri: "A man, quite funny, from District 3 of North China."
Sheng Canyang: "What did he do, you want to give him a gift?"
Hai Ri: "No gift? Oh, little love, right? Give the old iron a free little red heart. This is free of charge. You can only be popular if you order a little anchor. Come and try."
Sheng Canyang took off his sunglasses, and Hai Ri put the phone in front of him and said, "Just double-tap the screen."
Sheng Canyang nodded hesitantly, and the little heart floated out from his fingers.
Hai Ri praised: "Smart."
Sheng Canyang: "?"
what am i doing
The car door opened, and the potbellied driver finally got in the car and sat in the driver's seat. After Hai Ri saw it, he quit the app, turned on the player and played a song, and didn't plan to watch the live broadcast anymore. Watching videos in the car is easy to get motion sickness .
What Sheng Canyang thought was weird. A young man of mixed race was sitting on a bus in a different world, watching the live broadcast and giving King Kong Barbie a free gift.
The era silhouette of the 21st century is hard to describe.
Sheng Canyang was in a complicated mood, so he glanced at him again, suddenly became interested in him, and asked, "Brother, what does your name mean?"
Hai Ri took off an earphone and said, "In Mongolian, Hai Ri means love."
Sheng Canyang: "Do you speak Mongolian?"
"I'm a Mongolian," Hai Ri said, "Chinese is actually not very good."
Sheng Canyang didn't realize that his Chinese was not good. Hairi's speech had a northern flavor, and he felt like he didn't care about anything. He was careless and not serious.
Sheng Canyang put on his sunglasses and said nothing.
Hai Ri took the initiative to say: "Actually, Hai Ri is a girl's name."
Sheng Canyang also felt that it seemed strange to name a boy "Love": "Why did you name it a girl?"
"I changed it myself when I grew up," Hai Ri said, "It sounds good."
Sheng Canyang: "..."
Hai Ri: "You should catch up on sleep."
Sheng Canyang seemed to suddenly understand something, glanced at him, and gave himself a girl's name, what else could be the reason? Hai Ri didn't seem to want to hide anything, and very frankly took the initiative to tell him a very private matter.
I don't know if this is his habit or intentional.
Sheng Canyang thought for a while and said, "It's really nice."
Hai Ri laughed.
The journey took less than three hours this time, and when they arrived at their new mission point, Hai Ri vomited for a while after getting off the car, and then went to report empty-handed.
The mission site was very empty, and it was necessary to follow the road signs through a forest. I don't know if it was intentional, but the whole forest was extremely silent. In the sky above, a huge whale tail covered the sky, and the forest became dark.
There was no one around Hai Ri. He threw up for a while and got separated from the crowd. He was alone. After passing through the last piece of dense grass, he turned a corner and finally saw a large family. There were already five or six people standing at the door. Hai Ri saw Sheng Canyang in the crowd again at a glance.
Hai Ri: "..."
Sheng Canyang looked back at him and said, "We signed up in the same batch, and there are only two mission points in this batch."
Hai Ri was in a daze, and said, "Coincident."
He didn't have a very good luck chasing stars in his life. He knew that Sheng Canyang was a talented boy. The entertainment industry can have fun, but it didn't work out.
Other people chasing stars, even if the idol is not popular, at least he can be a fan of life, as long as the idol is still alive, and in the end his idol died immediately.
It is true that the star-chasing fortune is not going well when you are alive, but unexpectedly, after you die, your star-chasing luck will get better
Sheng Canyang raised his head, not knowing what he was thinking, looking at the words on the signpost, and said: "This time the script of the mission is - 'My sister is carrying a doll'."
Hai Ri was confused, and then heard Sheng Canyang humming: "My sister carried the doll on her back and went to the garden to see the cherry blossoms. The doll cried and called her mother, and the bird on the tree was laughing."
Sheng Canyang has a clear voice and sings very nicely. Even if it is a nursery rhyme, the feeling of singing a cappella is very beautiful, making people feel as if he is singing a pop song—
Hai Ri said, "Is this a nursery rhyme? It's not scary at all."
Sheng Canyang smiled, and seemed to have other meanings in it, but he didn't say it directly, and said: "There will be more later, you should be able to hear it later."
Hai Ri didn't pay attention to this sentence at the time, when the door opened, a woman holding a doll came out, she had long hair dragging the floor, her face was pale, she was wearing a blood-red kimono, she bowed slightly, and said: "Everyone! , please enter-
—”
Hai Ri participated in a mission and knew that this should be the deceased in this round. In fact, compared to the dead in the previous round, this one is already very respectable.
At this time, counting Shanghai Ri, there were seven people standing outside the door, this time it was a seven-man game.
Hai Ri glanced at these people briefly, Sheng Canyang had already walked in the door first, Hai Ri followed closely, and the rest followed slowly.
The woman sat on the tatami and said, "Please choose your own roles."
Hai Ri turned on his phone, connected to the WiFi here, and the browser automatically popped up a page with seven avatars drawn on it.
Blind selection.
I don't know the background of the story, I don't know the identity of the deceased, anyway, it's just a blind selection, depending on which one is pleasing to the eye. Hae Il chose a somewhat ugly man, and he didn't feel like a murderer. Ugly men are generally less likely to be protagonists.
In real time, he saw on the page that Sheng Canyang had chosen a little girl who looked like she was only six or seven years old.
Hai Ri has a bad feeling.
His son seems to have chosen a somewhat dangerous role.
He looked up at Sheng Canyang, but he lowered his head, his face was covered by the brim of his hat, and he couldn't see the expression clearly. At this time, everyone had successfully occupied their seats, and there was no way to change it.
The woman raised her head, her hair parted slightly with the movements, finally revealing a small half of her face, with some dead and scars on it, Hai Ri was sitting opposite him, when she turned her head and saw her grinning at herself, she was almost frightened Gone.
The woman, propping herself up on her withered arms, stood up, looking at them as if remembering their roles.
The life experience of the character Hai Ri chose automatically popped up on the webpage. While watching it, he always felt that there was a faint sound in the earphones. He was playing Sheng Canyang's song, but he was talking to Sheng Canyang just now. The time was turned off casually, and it was unclear whether the sound was an auditory hallucination or something.
Hai Ri tried his best to concentrate and read his own script, he is a... he is the lover of the deceased? Relying on this role is a bit dangerous. Hai Ri looked at his own timeline on the day of the deceased in an instant, and was relieved that he didn't see the record of him killing the deceased.
He was not the murderer in this round, so the rest is actually not important, and we can talk about it later.
At this moment, he suddenly heard the voice in the earphone clearly—not only him, everyone heard it, someone’s mobile phone was playing music, and a girl’s voice sounded in this closed room, she sang—
"One day my father was drunk, picked up an ax and went to my mother, the red blood stained the wall, and my mother's head rolled under the bed, and then my father asked me to help him, we buried my mother under a tree, Then Dad picked up the axe, peeled off my skin and made a doll, and buried it under the tree to accompany Mom."
This is the second half that Sheng Canyang didn't sing.
When Hai Ri heard this melody, he thought of the nursery rhyme Sheng Canyang sang just now, and immediately turned his head to look, Sheng Canyang also took a look at him, and smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up. Hai Ri finally understood what Sheng Canyang was laughing at just now. The reason why Hai Ri said that this song is not scary is because Sheng Canyang only sang the first half.
Sheng Canyang probably knew about this story... Then he must have chosen the role of the little girl on purpose.
I just don't know if he chose a murderer on purpose or a good guy.
According to the script, this is a pretty sad story.
This family has a daughter named Yushang, who is the general's daughter. Yuzi was very ugly from childhood. People at that time regarded ugliness as a contagious plague. Even her parents and younger sisters never wanted to see her. As a result, he became more and more autistic, and began to shut himself in the room, and the only thing that could accompany Yushang was a doll.
At the age of fifteen, Yushang hanged herself in her room because of loneliness and low self-esteem, but because no one would enter her room, no one found that Yushang was dead, until the hair of her corpse His waist grew to the floor, and his clothes changed from white to dark red before he was discovered.
Yushang's mother was in great pain, crying every day, and one day she held Yushang's baby and died inexplicably in the room.
And the deceased in front of him should be Yushang's mother. Their mission is to find out who killed Yu Shang's mother.
Hai Ri no longer wanted to read his own script, so he casually observed the expressions of the remaining five people. These people seemed to be no beginners, they had been very quiet, and they were very proficient in the game. There was a girl who seemed a little nervous, staring at the phone The screen has not been turned for a long time, and the left hand on the lap is clenched into a fist.
It takes an hour to read his own script. Hai Ri can’t take that long if he is not a murderer. In fact, he doesn’t really want to read the script. , that nursery rhyme is indeed a bit intrusive. Although Hai Ri is a pure zero, he still lives up to his height of 1.8 meters. It's really like a dead person singing, like a dead little girl singing next to your ears, and it's creepy with the humid temperature of this room.
Hai Ri stood up, looked at the dead man, and asked, "Can the door be opened?"
The deceased raised his jaw and looked at him with pitch-black eyes, probably because he didn't expect someone to ask this question, so he didn't answer for a while.
Hai Ri said to the people behind him: "It's too boring, do you mind if I open the door?"
Sheng Canyang sat in the corner, glanced at everyone, everyone looked up at Hai Ri, a middle-aged man said: "I don't mind."
Hai Ri nodded, opened the door, and saw the scenery in the yard—a blooming cherry tree was blooming in the yard, accounting for one-third of the entire yard. Floral wind.
Everyone's breathing seemed to stop for a moment, and they were shocked by this huge and beautiful cherry blossom tree.
Hai Ri sat back and asked, "Who turned on the speaker? Can you turn it off?"
Up to now, there are still people playing that nursery rhyme outside, and that song has been echoing in the room, even Hai Ri wearing headphones can't block the sound.
The girl who seemed a little nervous just now realized it, blushed instantly, and said, "Ah! I'm sorry, I forgot to turn it off."
Hai Ri: "It's okay, if you need the lyrics, you can ask me, I've written it down."
A man said at the right time: "Everyone, go and change your clothes."
In this game, everyone has to wear the clothes of the character they choose, and get infinitely close to the real character. Including the characteristics of the murderer on him, will also be faithfully restored.
The dead man in red clothes stood up, under the shell that couldn't bear to look directly, she said in a very gentle voice, "Please go back to your room and get ready."
In this game, the dead are judges and real ghosts. They may kill people every night, but they are completely harmless during the day.
No matter how scary she is at this moment, there is no harm.
Everyone followed the deceased out of the room. The house seemed to have only one floor. When they walked out of the room, they passed a corridor. Everyone could find their own room according to the script.
Hai Ri's room was the second from the left, and he saw Sheng Canyang stop in the diagonally opposite room.
In fact, Hai Ri doesn't care much about whether he lives or dies. In fact, even if he is asked to go back to being a vegetable, he can accept it. In fact, he is more melancholy about his unilaterally recognized cheap son.
Hai Ri pushes the door open and enters. The room is very simple, with a bed on the floor, a bathroom, and a low table beside the bed. There was a suit of clothes and his props on the bed.
Hai Ri put on the kimono, and there was a bloodstain on his kimono. This may be a clue that everyone will question him later, but it has nothing to do with it. It has nothing to do with the woman's death.
His role is indeed not a murderer, as long as he doesn't get too nervous, gets caught up in the rhythm, and dies unjustly, this round should be stable.
I just don't know what to do if the murderer is his son.
Hai Ri was still feeling melancholy, but as soon as he walked out, he saw the door of Sheng Canyang's room also opened. First, a foot wearing pink sandals and white pantyhose came out—Hairi's eyes slowly turned upwards, Sheng Canyang He walked out wearing a tight white lace sunflower dress, probably because he was too tall and the skirt was too small, and the hem of the skirt only reached his thighs, so Sheng Canyang had to wear a pair of shorts under the skirt. From the looks of it, Sheng Canyang wore a white tassel headband on his head.
Hai Ri: "..."
Hai Ri was shocked by this scene.