There is a small town called Anle Town.
There is a well-known middle school in the town called No.7 Middle School.
The middle school belle is Senior Sister Feng. She looks sunny and sweet, and is very popular.
Once Senior Feng passed by his begging alley and gave him a few dollars with a smile. Beggar Ding fell in love with her smile.
Feng-senpai's smile is like the March spring breeze blowing away the winter snow.
For Beggar Ding, protecting Senior Sister Feng's smile has become the most important thing in his life.
One day, Beggar Ding accidentally met Senior Feng crying at the door of the apartment building.
Beggar Ding came forward to ask, and Xuefeng Feng said: "I didn't practice calligraphy well, and I was scolded by the principal. I know that he did this because he wanted me to inherit the mantle of my father, because my father is a master of calligraphy. But... I want to learn guitar, I want to be a singer. I really hope that one day I can play guitar and sing for everyone.”
Beggar Ding said: "You will have a guitar, and you will definitely sing with it."
These words became his promise to Senior Sister Feng.
Since then, he has been slowly saving money, hoping to give Xuefeng a guitar to her on her birthday.
There are some small conflicts among the neighbors in the streets of Anle Town, but overall it has been peaceful and peaceful.
Until one day, under the influence of alcohol, Neighbor Liu accidentally started a witchcraft after accidentally killing Boss Meng of the coffin shop. The whole town became violent. Some simple neighborhood conflicts will grow into a thorn in their hearts, making them hold butcher knives and start killing people.
The cycle of death began to envelope the entire Anning Town.
Even Beggar Ding died unexpectedly at 10:30 pm on August 8th.
At the same time, he was reborn in Lin City, and his memory returned to 10:30 pm on August 7th.
Originally, when he went to Linshi, he went to the piano shop there to inquire about the price of guitars.
After rebirth woke up, he couldn't remember why he fainted on the street, but he still remembered that there was still a distance before he could scrape together enough money to buy a guitar.
After waking up in Linshi, he rushed back to Anle Town without stopping.
When he returned to the town and went to the alley where he usually begs, he passed by the coffin shop and met Boss Meng, begging him for money as usual.
He didn't just ask for money, he would take the initiative to help these bosses with any dirty work.
Looking at Beggar Ding, Boss Meng felt that things were strange.
—He clearly saw Beggar Ding's body last night, why did Beggar Ding appear in front of him again today
Boss Meng remembered the witchcraft left by his father and understood everything.
An evil thought suddenly appeared in his heart.
So he called Beggar Ding into the coffin shop and told him the secret about witchcraft.
Beggar Ding felt very sad after hearing this. "So, we are all trapped in a death loop, killing each other constantly? But... who killed Senior Feng?"
Boss Meng said: "I don't know either. But in short, she is dead. If you don't believe me, you can find out in that alley. Her body is there."
Beggar Ding asked: "As long as someone commits suicide, can all this be destroyed? Can she really live?"
Boss Meng said, "Yes. Only by committing suicide can the witchcraft be broken. By then, she will be able to get rid of the fate of being constantly killed."
"I know what to do... In order to keep her alive, I'm not afraid of death."
"It's just a pity... I can no longer give her the guitar myself."
Beggar Ding took out all the money on his body and handed it to Boss Meng. "Boss Meng, I committed suicide, but I actually saved you, right? I just want a small reward, buy me a guitar for her, okay?"
"I've raised a lot of money, and I don't need you to pay much more. It's just a little bit... She can have a guitar. Her birthday is the 10th of next month, can you help me?"
Boss Meng took the money and agreed.
Beggar Ding knelt down moved, kowtowed to him, and left just now, as if treating him as a great benefactor.
How did he know that he was simply being used by Boss Meng.
That night, because he had already talked with Boss Meng, Beggar Ding knew that the food that Li BBQ handed over was poisonous.
But he ate it resolutely.
The first time he ate poisonous barbecue was without knowing it.
At that time, the murderer who killed him was Li BBQ.
This time, he knew it was poisonous, but he was willing to eat it, so he committed suicide.
At 10:30 p.m. on August 9, Beggar Ding died for the second time.
But this time, because he committed suicide, the person who is willing to die will no longer be protected by the "undead technique".
The witchcraft was broken and everyone else was given a new life.
It was Boss Meng who fooled beggar Ding to commit suicide.
Therefore, Boss Meng is the real culprit in this case.
Breakfast time.
Yang Ye finished the porridge, brought out some pastries, took a bite of a piece of pastry, looked at Gu Liang, and found that he was in a daze.
After Gu Liang took a sip of the porridge, he didn't wipe his mouth in time, and the rice paste floated on his upper lip, which looked a bit like a milk beard, which looked quite cute.
He, Yang Ye, smiled unconsciously, and then asked him, "What are you thinking?"
Gu Liang came back to his senses, and only said: "It's nothing, I just thought about this case. Aside from the confusing time and complicated setting, this is actually a very simple story."
"Oh? How to say?"
"It's a story about a boy who tried hard to raise money to buy a guitar for a girl, and finally sacrificed for her. It's a pity that he couldn't buy that guitar in the end. I feel like I..."
Gu Liang wanted to say that when he thought that he might not be able to know the taste of Yang Ye's steamed pork ribs until he died, his regretful mood was probably similar to that of Beggar Ding.
But now it seems that he is much luckier than the beggar Ding.
Seeing Gu Liang stopped talking, Yang Ye asked him, "What is it like?"
Gu Liang shook his head, "Nothing."
Yang Ye asked: "Eh? Why did you stop talking?"
Yang Ye looked ruffian at the moment, with baggy clothes and hair not yet dry. Thinking of the way he only wore a bath towel around his body in the morning, he seemed a bit rascal.
Seeing him like this, Gu Liang couldn't imagine what he would look like when he said he was a hero.
"Yang Ye said I was a hero."
"Yang Ye's steamed pork ribs are delicious."
…
Gu Liang remembered what he wrote in his diary.
Even when Yang Ye said he was a hero, he tore up the paper first, and then he smeared it with a pencil afterwards to restore the handwriting.
Gu Liang actually doesn't quite remember what happened at that time.
But when he saw those words, there was a very familiar warmth in his heart.
But thinking about it now, is this kind of warmth really brought by the person in front of him
Gu Liang was a little skeptical.
In fact, it was only because Yang Ye looked too serious on the outside.
"I'm in a daze again, what are you thinking?"
This review is telling the truth. "I just think you're not serious."
Yang Ye took out a tissue, raised his chin and stared at Gu Liang. "Why am I not serious? You are not serious."
Gu Liang: "?"
Yang Ye teased him: "Drunk at a man's house at night or something."
Gu Liang: "??"
Yang Ye wiped a tissue on Gu Liang's mouth. "Growing a 'milk mustache' or something, like a child, serious?"
Gu Liang: "???"
Yang Ye: "Hey, don't get angry, I'm just kidding you."
Gu Liang: "..."
—The touch and warmth he received yesterday was really brought by this person in front of him
Yang Ye rubbed the paper towel that Gu Liang had wiped his mouth, and threw it into the trash can. "Just now you hesitated to speak, what exactly did you want to say?"
Gu Liang stood up and began to clean up the dishes. "Oh, I want to say that your steamed pork ribs are really delicious."
"Eh? That's it? Is this worth talking about?"
The sound of washing dishes came from the kitchen, which could be regarded as Gu Liang's answer to Yang Ye's question.
After washing the dishes, Gu Liang walked out of the kitchen and cleared the dining table.
He noticed a rug on the couch that he hadn't made in time.
Yang Ye helped fold the apron that Gu Liang had taken off, and heard him ask casually, "Where did you sleep on the sofa last night?"
Yang Ye subconsciously adjusted his glasses. "Yup."
Yang Ye suddenly realized that this was a sensitive issue.
Of course he couldn't sleep with Gu Liang last night.
He was so distracted last night, and the bed is so small, what if he reacts and scares Gu Liangliang
But the two of them have been sharing the same bed during the last script.
At this time, he suddenly began to avoid suspicion, and he wondered if Gu Liang would feel that there was something wrong.
Three seconds later, Yang Ye thought of a way, and said indiscriminately: "There is something I haven't told you. Last time when you were at the Xiaoyao faction, you kicked me out of bed in the middle of the night in a dream. You kick people in your sleep, it's not at all. Be honest. I can't sleep with you anymore."
Gu Liang: "..."
Yang Ye felt that Gu Liang was probably annoyed by himself this morning.
In short, they went back to the coffin shop to sleep at night.
It was like this for three days in a row.
From the relationship between brothers and friends who share the same bed to the harmonious relationship between neighbors, although there is no difference in essence, Yang Ye feels that the gap is a bit big after all.
Yang Ye was thinking about how to take advantage of the 15 days of rest to increase the distance between him and Gu Liang.
Unexpectedly, Xun Feng fell ill suddenly, and was quite seriously ill, with vomiting, diarrhea, headache and fever, for five days in a row, Gu Liang went to take care of him.
On this day, Xun Feng's illness was finally healed, Gu Liang was free, went back to the coffin shop to take a comfortable bath, and was about to go to bed early when he heard a knock on the door.
Gu Liang put on the low-quality props white T-shirt in the game, wore jeans, picked up a towel to wipe his head, and went to open the door.
Opening the door, Gu Liang saw Yang Ye with a flushed face by the light.
He was standing on the door frame, looking very listless.
"What's wrong with you?" Gu Liang asked him.
Yang Ye was as angry as a silk: "I'm sick and have a fever."
Gu Liang: "..."
—Why are both of them sick? It's unstoppable.
In the end, Gu Liang welcomed Yang Ye in.
Gu Liang helped him around the hall full of coffins, went to the second floor, helped him to lie on the bed, and put the back of his hand against his forehead. "It seems to be hot. Wait, I'll get some alcohol and get you a wet towel."
Gu Liang wiped alcohol on Yang Ye's hands and feet, and then put a wet towel on his forehead, taking good care of him.
Yang Ye climbed up the pole. "I'm a little hungry."
Gu Liang: "Shall I cook porridge for you?"
Yang Ye: "Thank you."
When Gu Liang left the room, Yang Ye immediately sat up, exuberantly looking like he was sick.
Thinking of Gu Liang's actions, Yang Ye felt warm and jealous at the same time.
- In the past few days, he took care of Xun Feng in this way
After a while, Gu Liang came up with porridge and food.
White porridge and soy sauce mixed with eggs.
Yang Ye: "..."
Gu Liang glanced at the dishes, and tentatively asked, "Would you like some more vinegar for you?"
"No need. It's pretty good." Yang Ye took a bite of the egg and commented, "The cooking skills are very good."
Gu Liang: "You can tell the truth."
Yang Ye: "Little poor, you had a miserable life before. I will cook in the future."
"If you're so poor, will you be cured?" Gu Liang asked.
Yang Ye took a sip of the porridge, there was no sugar in it, but he felt it was very sweet. "No, you applied alcohol to me, wet the towel, and cooked me such delicious porridge. I'm much better."
Gu Liang raised his eyebrows. "You're not pretending, are you?"
"Where can it be?" Yang Ye put down the bowl and chopsticks, and became angry again.
He half-lyed down, moved to the side again, and patted the vacant space beside him. "Squeeze? Sleep together?"
The second floor of Gu Liang's place is just an attic, and there is no room for furniture such as sofas.
The place to sleep is really just a bed.
But for some reason, Gu Liang didn't go to bed, but opened the cabinet and took out the bedding, laid a floor bunk on the floor, and then lay down on it. "How can you compete with the patient for a bed? Go to sleep."
"I sleep on the floor, you get up."
"I have a fever, be honest. I'm asleep, don't make noise."
Then the room fell into silence.
After a while, Yang Ye didn't hear Gu Liang's breathing becoming longer, so he knew that he was still asleep.
Yang Ye tentatively asked, "Xun Feng is alright?"
"Okay. Probably gastroenteritis." Gu Liang said.
"Are you tired these days?"
"It's okay. He's too embarrassed to let me take care of it."
"Then... did he tell you anything?"
"Huh? What do you know?"
Gu Liang replied like this, it seems that he has indeed talked with Xun Feng in the past few days.
Yang Ye's heart tightened, but he just said, "Probably. Tell me first."
Gu Liang replied immediately: "It's nothing. We talked about some things clearly."
Yang Ye opened his eyes, turned sideways, and looked at Gu Liang who was on the floor.
The night was dark, he could only see a little moonlight through the window screen, outlining Gu Liang's thin profile.
After a long time, Yang Ye said, "Is everything clear?"
Gu Liang didn't answer for the time being, but just remembered his situation at Xun Feng's place that day.
Xun Feng had a serious stomach problem and vomited while holding the toilet.
Gu Liang handed him a towel to wipe his mouth, and poured him a cup of hot water to rinse his mouth.
Next, Gu Liang cleaned the toilet indifferently, and helped him find a clean clothes to change into, and then helped him wash the clothes.
Finally, Gu Liang gave Xun Feng a bowl of noodles. The noodles were so badly cooked that they had no oil or salt.
"Eating some rotten noodles is good for the stomach. I have experience." Gu Liang said.
"Thank you." Xun Feng held up the noodles, then smiled wryly, "I suddenly figured out something."
"Huh?" Gu Liang was puzzled.
Xun Feng sighed. "The way I was just now... I'm in a mess. I actually vomited like that in front of you... and my dirty clothes and toilet..."
"It's nothing. Everyone gets sick. It's normal." Gu Liang said.
"But I suddenly understand you better." Xun Feng said suddenly.
"How?" Gu Liang asked.
Xun Feng looked at Gu Liang: "Probably, I am so embarrassed and ugly, how can I make you like it when you see it. And you actually help me clean up these things... To be honest, I am a little flattered and a little bit stunned. It doesn’t feel right, it doesn’t feel right anywhere.”
Gu Liang said lightly: "I'll just say it. You have misunderstood me and yourself."
Xun Feng understood what Gu Liang meant. He laughed, just a little self-deprecatingly.
Finally Xun Feng let out a long sigh. "Feel sorry-"
Gu Liang only said: "No need."
Some people think that they fall in love with a fairy, and the fairy can only be seen from a distance but not close to play. One day you find that he is emptying the urine bucket for you, and even he starts to treat you like a normal person, and you are suddenly disillusioned. .
This is actually quite normal. It's just that you misunderstood what you like. Nothing to be sorry about.
Before leaving, Gu Liang glanced at Xun Feng and asked, "I only have one question for you."
Xun Feng: "You ask."
Gu Liang: "I have known you for five or six years. You and Yang Ye have only known each other for a few days. How do you know each other so well?"
Xun Feng asked back: "What's wrong?"
"I just never expected that you would join forces with him to lie to me at that time."
After a pause, Gu Liang smiled again, and said to himself: "But... maybe this is the talent of a person like him."
Xun Feng leaned on the bed, recalled the situation that day, and then smiled.
Then he said, "Anyway, it's good that you met him. Really."
What Xun Feng said was the truth.
In fact, Gu Liang is a very tough person, but he has suffered too much suffering.
If one day, he really couldn't take it anymore and collapsed again, perhaps only Yang Ye could save him.
This moment. Deeper and heavier.
Seeing that Gu Liang didn't answer for a long time, Yang Ye asked softly, "Are you asleep?"
Gu Liang: "Yes."
"..." Yang Ye smiled, a little helpless, but somehow felt very heartwarming.
Early the next morning.
Gu Liang opened his eyes, surprised that he actually slept on the bed.
Gu Liang sat up and saw that the bed beside the bed was still there.
Even when he touched it with his hand, there was still body temperature on the floor. It seemed that the people on it had just left.
I don't know when, when I went to sleep on the bed, I let the patient sleep on the floor.
After waking up, Gu Liang washed up, went downstairs, and saw a prepared breakfast and a note left by Yang Ye on the dining table.
"Everyone is going to get together before the end of this script (excluding Liu Ran), and go to my place to eat hot pot at noon. I will prepare the ingredients, and then go for a run on the middle school playground. After breakfast, you can sleep a little longer. "
Yang Ye went back and roughly processed the ingredients, then went for a run on the playground.
After jogging for two hours, he passed the teaching building on his way back, and saw Li Xiaoyu in the classroom on the first floor, holding a reference book and doing a test.
Yang Ye stepped forward and knocked on the window, Li Xiaoyu raised his head, and greeted him through the window. "Boss Yang Ye?"
"Let's go back and eat hot pot together?" Yang Ye asked.
"Great, there is hot pot to eat!"
Li Xiaoyu was very excited, quickly put away her books and ran out of the classroom, and followed Yang Ye to the shroud shop.
Probably girls' minds are very elusive.
Li Xiaoyu was very happy because he could eat hot pot one moment, but after walking for a while, the next moment he became frowning.
When he was about to reach the backyard, Yang Ye glanced at Li Xiaoyu, and found that her mood was suddenly a little off, so he asked her: "What's wrong?"
Li Xiaoyu hugged the book in her arms tightly, and said: "It's nothing. I just feel homesick suddenly. I don't know when I can go back. Come again, I just walked all the way back and saw that alley. I thought of Ding beggar and Feng Xue Sister Feng Xuejie is the goddess in this script, but... in reality, she and I are the opposite."
"How to say?" Yang Ye asked.
Li Xiaoyu stood still and asked Yang Ye: "There is a saying that when women chase men, they wear layers of yarn. Is it true?"
Yang Ye: "I don't know. I'm gay."
Li Xiaoyu: "..."
Seeing Li Xiaoyu's mournful face, Yang Ye still said, "It's okay, I have a lot of experience in relationships. If you want to ask anything, just ask. I'll analyze it for you."
Yang Ye opened the door to the backyard, stepped in with Li Xiaoyu, and immediately stopped to listen to the little girl at ease.
"Before I came to this game, I had been chasing after a senior, who is the grass of our department. Actually, I can feel that he doesn't like me very much, but I always feel... hard work, maybe it will work."
"One day, I confessed my love to him again, and received a reply from him. He said he was willing to try with me and gave me a seven-day probationary period. If I perform well during the seven-day probationary period, I can become his official daughter." friend… "
"But this investigation period has just begun, and I have come to this game. You said... Are we completely perverted?"
Li Xiaoyu looked at Yang Ye nervously, "What do you boys think about this? Is it possible... maybe he likes someone else and is with someone else?"
Yang Ye frowned. "The probationary period? Seven days? It depends on your performance? Girl, this is a relationship, not an interview for a job. What kind of top-notch scumbag do you like? And they are all in college, how can you still be cheated by him?"
Li Xiaoyu: "..."
After bowing her head and worrying for a while, Li Xiaoyu said: "I was a fan of the authorities at the time, and I didn't find any problems. Actually, looking at it now, I myself think that his approach is very...very weird. But you said, is it impossible for him to like me? Then he refused. That's good, why do you want to have a 'probation period'?"
Yang Ye said: "Actually, generally speaking, boys mature late, and when they are young, they are not sure. Even if they don't like others, they may not make a judgment when they meet someone who posts them. They broke up within two days. This kind of thing is considered good, but it can only be said that it is not mature enough. Your grass-roots senior is even worse. He didn’t even give you the status of an official girlfriend. He made it clear that he didn’t want to be responsible. Scum you."
Li Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, "Understood. But why do I feel that what you said... seems like you are really emotional?"
Yang Ye said: "I can't talk about feelings. It's just that I was quite uncertain when I was young. After thinking about it later, I shouldn't—"
Li Xiaoyu asked curiously: "You mean, there are many people who have chased after you and been let down by you? Then how many boyfriends have you had? Have you ever actively chased anyone?"
"All of them. Things from my student days can't be taken seriously. I can't remember ex-boyfriends or anything. Some of them may not be counted..."
Yang Ye runs the train with his mouth full, his mouth addiction is over.
But when he caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye, he immediately stopped talking.
— Gu Liang was wearing a white T-shirt, standing at the fence in the backyard next door. He was tall and tall, with his hands in the pockets of his jeans, looking very relaxed.
Behind him is the clear sky and lush green trees, making him very calm and breezy.
I just don't know when he stood here and how much he heard.
Yang Ye was stunned for three seconds, then asked Gu Liang: "Why do you..."
Gu Liang raised his hand, waved the note left by Yang Ye, and said lightly, "Didn't you let me eat hot pot?"
"Oh..." Yang Ye stepped forward and tried to pat him on the shoulder, "Let's go? Help prepare the dishes together?"
Gu Liang went straight to the shroud shop. "Well, let's go."
Yang Ye's hand was empty, so he had to stop in mid-air, watching Gu Liang bypass him, but walked into the shroud shop with Li Xiaoyu.
In the middle of the journey, Li Xiaoyu still turned her head and squeezed Yang Ye's eyes to make a mouth shape. "Don't blame me!"
Thirty minutes later.
Gu Liang was peeling garlic on the balcony, which was preparing the garlic sauce for the hot pot.
After being busy in the kitchen for a while, Yang Ye came out to rest, intentionally or unconsciously walked to the balcony, and stared at Gu Liang quietly.
Gu Liang sat on a small bench peeling garlic with a very peaceful expression.
His ten fingers are white and slender, and he peels garlic very elegantly, as if he is not peeling garlic, but making some kind of art.
Seemingly curious as to why Yang Ye hadn't spoken, Gu Liang raised his upper eyelids to look at him, then lowered his head and continued peeling the garlic. "What do you want me to do?"
"It's okay. Choke on the oily smoke, come out and rest. The bottom material is ready." Yang Ye said.
Gu Liang nodded: "Yes. You have worked hard then."
Yang Ye: "..."
After a while, Yang Ye stepped into the balcony, pretended to stretch, and then sat down on the small bench next to Gu Liang.
He glanced out, as if admiring the scenery of the town from the small balcony on the second floor of the shroud shop.
After a while, he said casually: "This script is worth a lot of money... Although the school is small, it is still decently built. It reminds me of my middle school days. Gu Liang, Having said that, last time you said... you also fell in love in middle school?"
Well, the introduction of this topic is not abrupt or far-fetched at all.
Gu Liang peeled off a piece of round and jade-like garlic, and gently placed it in the basket next to it. "Strictly speaking, it's not considered a conversation, and I didn't even hold the girl's hand."
"That girl is yours..."
"At the same table. It's about the first year of high school. Later, she transferred to another school, so we lost contact."
"Who confessed?"
"Nothing at all. It's just that the classmates are making noise, going to and from school together is considered to be in love. In fact, there is nothing. Why do you ask this?"
"Oh, it's okay—" Yang Ye adjusted his glasses. "Just ask. No, this script reminds me of my school days. I was small, idiot, and ignorant. I'm not the same now. Really. Like you and that little girl." The situation is the same, looking back now, it’s not love at all.”
Gu Liang figured out something and looked at him curiously. "What exactly do you want to say? Through the conversation between you and Li Xiaoyu, recall the romantic years in the past?"
"What's the wind, don't talk nonsense." Yang Ye sternly reprimanded, then asked in a low voice, "Did you hear what I told her just now?"
"Probably." Gu Liang picked up another piece of garlic, pinched the top of the garlic with his thumb, and then slowly peeled it off, "Are you explaining something to me? You won't be afraid that I think you're not stable."
Yang Ye: "..."
Gu Liang said again: "It's nothing. It's just peach blossoms."
Having said that, Gu Liang looked up at Yang Ye's eyes a few times, and stared at him intently through Yang Ye's lenses for several seconds.
Yang Ye's heart skipped a beat when he stared at him, but the instigator, Gu Liang, looked away lightly, and commented: "Well, your eyes are deep-lined, your brows are sharp, your upper eyelids are curved, the inner corners of your eyes are deep, and the ends of your eyes are parallel. Slightly drooping, they are eyes with peach blossoms."
"Can you still see pictures?"
"I just met. There are a lot of Feng Shui facebooks in the coffin shop. I just read them these days when I have nothing to do. I'm learning and selling now."
"..."
"Hey, wait, I'm not here to discuss physiognomy with you."
Yang Ye said sternly, "Just... don't really think that I used to be that kind of person. I've said it all. When I was a soldier, I was a soldier. When I was abroad, I just studied cooking by myself. I didn't mess around."
Gu Liang asked: "Oh, that's just serious, how many boyfriends have you had?"
"Well... how serious is it?"
"Do whatever you want, and I'll just ask."
"Actually, I don't really remember much. It's been a long time since I talked about it. It's all about my school days—"
"Understood."
"No, what do you understand?"
Gu Liang put the freshly peeled garlic into the basket, lifted the basket with both hands, and shook it. "Probably like the garlic in this basket, there are countless of them."
Yang Ye: "Huh? Don't use metaphors!"
Gu Liang got up, left the balcony, and walked to the kitchen. "I'm going to chop garlic."
Uh-huh? ? ! !
Yang Ye looked at Gu Liang's back, and suddenly froze.
"By the way, pick a few green onions and eat them with mashed garlic." Gu Liang's voice came.
Yang Ye smiled. "Success. Wait."
Fifteen days of rest passed quickly.
Gu Liang stood up and saw the floor beside the bed.
These days, Yang Ye used "The smell of hot pot in my room is too great to affect my sleep", "Ah, you said it's strange that my house leaks rain", "My shower head is broken, I take a bath with you, it's too late I won't go back at all" and other reasons, fancy staying at Gu Liang's house.
Forget it, I'm used to it.
Gu Liang got up and went to the first floor, as expected, Yang Ye had already prepared a different breakfast.
After the two of them finished their breakfast as usual, Gu Liang went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
At this moment, the city-wide radio that I hadn't heard for a long time rang again.
"Five hours later, please gather at the entrance of the discussion room. Please draw the next script and character card, and go to the next script."
After listening to the broadcast, Gu Liang silently finished washing the dishes. As soon as he walked to the door of the kitchen, he saw Yang Ye leaning against the door, looking at him quite seriously.
"What's wrong?" Gu Liang asked him.
Yang Yedao: "I want to ask you for a promise."
Gu Liang asked: "What kind of promise?"
Yang Ye said solemnly: "The next script, I don't know if we can meet again. I hope you live well. Don't be like..."
After a while, Gu Liang smiled: "I understand. I won't. Actually, I wasn't really waiting to die that day. I looked for the man in black."
Recalling the experience in the interrogation room that day, Gu Liang actually had lingering fears.
At the moment, Gu Liang still told Yang Ye exactly what he had talked with the man in black that day.
"At the end, I asked him if he could give me an identity conversion card or something, and guess what he answered?"
Gu Liangdao, "He answered me - I don't need to use this kind of card."
Yang Ye thought for a while and said, "This sentence is very suggestive."
Gu Liang: "Yes. We don't know what the purpose of this game is. But it must not be a pure punishment system. For players who have not committed a crime, they may be transformed after receiving the so-called 'death penalty'. For the NPC, continue to serve the game. I just don’t know how long this service will last, and whether there is any chance to become a player and leave the game. But in short—"
"Don't worry, Yang Ye. I don't have any psychological burden. If he is really a good person, even if he is wrongly killed in the game, he will not really die. Then I will play the game well. Next time if you are a detective again, I will It's the murderer..."
Gu Liang looked at Yang Ye and raised his lips. "I won't show mercy any more."
Yang Ye smiled, bent his legs against the door, and met Gu Liang's gaze calmly: "Okay. I will accompany you to the end."
Volume Four Two-Star Intermediate Book: "The Fifth Man"