Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

"Host, all this is just an illusion. Even if you rescue them, it will be useless. In reality, they are already dead."

Yang Xianluo knelt in the snow in despair, staring blankly ahead.

When the red jeep stopped in front of her again, her eyes didn't even move. She kept looking blankly ahead, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Are you okay, miss?"

Recalling the familiar voice again, Yang Xianluo's eyes turned and fell on the man driving the car, looking at him greedily.

The man looked a little unnatural and asked, "Girl, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Yang Xianluo smiled and shook his head, stood up from the snow, and said softly, "Mom, dad, goodbye!"

Then he slowly turned around and walked forward step by step. His eyes were extremely dry, and his tears seemed to have been dried up by crying. He wanted to cry but couldn't.

The mountain began to shake, and there was a loud bang behind him. Yang Xianluo looked ahead with blank eyes, as if he didn't hear the sound behind him, and walked forward unconsciously, never looking back.

I kept walking forward aimlessly, my face was so numb that I didn’t know how long I had been walking, and my hands and feet were so cold that I couldn’t feel anything.

"Host, we have to leave here quickly. Your breath is getting weaker and weaker. If you don't get out, you will stay here forever."

"It's okay to stay here forever." Yang Xianluo said with distracted eyes, "I should have stayed here a long time ago. Why did only my parents die in that snow disaster, but I didn't die? I should also have died in that avalanche.

If I win, I should die together with my parents."

"Host, you are alive only because your parents protected you with their bodies. They risked their lives to give you a chance of survival just to let you live well."

"Luoluo, don't be afraid. Promise your parents to live a good life."

Yang Xianluo remembered what her mother said to her before she died. She raised her head with red eyes, looked at the vast white field in front of her, and murmured softly, "Mom, Dad, I miss you so much!"

"Xianluo." A cool and pleasant voice sounded from behind her.

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Yang Xianluo's pupils widened in vain. She turned around and looked at the handsome and cold man standing in front of her. At this moment, it was like all her sadness and pain had a vent.

Likewise, tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Why are you here?" she asked with red eyes.

"I'm here to find you." Wan Bochong stretched out his hand towards her, his deep eyes showing tenderness, "I'm sorry, I came late and made you sad."

"No." Yang Xianluo wiped the tears on his face with the back of his hand, shook his head desperately and said, "It's not too late. Thank you for coming to me."

"Little girl, I just saw something wrong with you, as if you were very sad. I thought something was wrong with you. It turns out you had a fight with your boyfriend!" A gentle male voice sounded from behind Wan Bochong.

Looking at the family of three standing behind Wan Bochong, Yang Xianluo suddenly opened his eyes wide with surprise.

She cried with joy and said, "That's great. It's great that you are all right."

"It's all thanks to your boyfriend, he saved us." The gentle and beautiful woman said gratefully.

"Young man, although you are the savior of our family, I have to say, don't make your girlfriend unhappy in the future. I just saw your girlfriend looking sad, which made me feel bad." Qingjun's gentle man said to her.

Wan Bochong said.

"Okay, I will never make her unhappy in the future." He promised seriously.

"That's good, you two can live a good life from now on!" A happy smile appeared on the face of the handsome and gentle man.

"Thank you, brother, for saving us. Please be nicer to sister in the future." Xiaoluoluo raised her little face and said to him with a smile.

"Okay." Wan Bochong knelt down, reached out and touched the little girl's head, with an extremely gentle smile on his face, as if the ice and snow had melted, and said, "I will definitely treat my sister well, Xiaoluoluo

You should also grow up well, okay?"

"Okay, I will grow up well." A bright and cute smile appeared on Xiaoluoluo's face.

Looking at the family of three leaving, Yang Xianluo said with a thick nasal voice, "Thank you, Wan Bochong, thank you for saving them."

"You were very cute when you were little." Wan Bochong reached out and touched her head, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Xiaoluoluo is really a good boy who keeps his word. He did what he promised me, and he really grew up well.

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Yang Xianluo looked at him with surprise and asked, "How do you know that Xiaoluoluo is mine?"

"The fragrance of drunken dream flowers can make people fall into the most feared scenes deep in their hearts, and experience their most painful things in the fantasy over and over again. This is your fantasy, and the people in the fantasy are naturally related to you.

, and Xiaoluoluo’s facial features look like a miniature version of yours, and I can tell at a glance that they are from you when you were a child."

"You observe really carefully."

Wan Bochong looked at the girl with a pair of red rabbit-like eyes, and said softly and softly, "After all, girls as cute as you are rare."

She stared blankly at the overly gentle man in front of her, her whole heart beating very hard.

It felt like the surroundings were quiet, and there was no other sound except my own violent heartbeat.

"What are you doing?" Wan Bochong asked amusedly as he looked at the girl with a dull expression and unblinking eyes.

"I'm suddenly not used to you looking like this." Yang Xianluo said with a blush.

"What does it look like?" Wan Bochong asked, raising his eyebrows.

"He's very approachable."

"Am I not usually approachable?"

"Not only is he not approachable, he can be called indifferent." Yang Xianluo nervously clenched his fists slightly.

"Then I will try to be more approachable in the future." Wan Bochong said with a smile.

"That's not necessary. You can look whatever you feel comfortable with. After all, you'll get used to it if you look at the iceberg face for a long time."

"Then I will be approachable to you from now on." There was a little smile in his dark and deep eyes.

Such ambiguous words made Yang Xianluo's heart beat very fast, as if he wanted to jump out of his chest.

But no matter how pleasant his words are now, when the next game level comes, Wan Bochong will forget everything he said and will completely forget her.

In the end, she was the only one who was tempted, and only she was remembered.

Emotions without results are like poison that penetrates the intestines. You cannot indulge in them. Once you become addicted, you will get stuck in them and be unable to extricate yourself.

She didn't want to bear the pain of not being able to love her.

She couldn't stand her lover and would forget her every time they separated.