First Player

13th World Burn My Colors (10). "

"No."

Su Mingan refused directly.

He didn't want to dance with Shen Xue at all.

Just as he was about to turn around, the sugar cubes in the backpack grid suddenly shattered.

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[You have violated "ooc" (violating the character design) once, and you are judged to have failed in the story field. 】

[But you hold a special prop: "Colored Sugar Cubes", and your immunity fails once. 】

[The story continues. 】

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Su Ming'an suddenly realized that his persona at this time was "17-year-old Su Ming'an". At the age of 17, he would not know how sinister Shen Xue was. In such a situation, out of politeness, he would not refuse the invitation of his classmates.

It was his first time to engage in this kind of battle between creators, and he was almost cheated. Fortunately, the sugar cube turned out to be useful and helped him block it once.

Su Mingan put on his gloves and said calmly: "Let's dance."

Many envious eyes fell on Su Ming'an. Shen Xue was the class beauty. Many people wanted to dance with her, but she took the initiative to invite Su Ming'an.

The light shines softly on the wooden floor, and the music flows slowly from the speakers. It is a waltz, with a slow and beautiful rhythm.

The others had already jumped up and entered the dance step in unison.

Su Mingan and Shen Xue are incompatible with others. Su Ming'an didn't want to touch her at all, his palms were floating in vain, and he wanted to move eight feet away. The two of them didn't feel like they were dancing in a ballroom, but more like dodgeball.

…

Late at night, the dew is heavy.

The city sleeps in the middle of the night.

He Zhizhen, who had long black hair and thick bangs, supported the wall and walked forward bit by bit.

Her body was covered in scars and she was holding a piece of paper tightly in her hand.

…

"jingle--"

The wind blew through the gauze curtains, and the dance floor was filled with lights.

Su Mingan stepped down and stepped on Shen Xue's high heels.

"I finally see you..." Shen Xue didn't care about the pain at all, her eyes were full of enthusiasm.

"The real Shen Xue has died on Mingxi Campus, you are just a ghost named Shen Xue." Su Mingan's eyes passed over her shoulders, without giving her any mercy.

"Do you like this story of mine? A story that helps you recall the past." Shen Xue said.

They always maintained a distance that was neither far nor close. Once Shen Xue wanted to get closer, Su Mingan would retreat. His attitude was extremely cold and he treated a campus event completely businesslike.

"Memories have no meaning to me. Even if you reappear the past in front of me, I will not indulge in it." Su Mingan said.

"Really? What if memories are flawed?" Shen Xue whispered: "...Do you know why there were always people saying bad things about you behind your back during your sophomore year in high school?"

Su Ming'an felt relieved.

He remembered that during his sophomore year in high school, there were indeed some bad rumors about him in the class. Some people say that it was those bad students who were retaliating against him. They did not dare to bully him openly, so they spoke ill of him secretly.

But he was not knocked down by the rumors and still insisted on helping He Zhizhen. Her family was poor, so he would sometimes share a small piece of steamed bun with her to prevent her from going hungry. If she had questions that she didn't understand, she could ask him and he would patiently answer them.

Not only He Zhizhen, but also all his classmates who encountered difficulties were treated like this.

Gradually, He Zhizhen was not as gloomy as before. With his help, she made some friends. Occasionally, he would see them playing together. He Zhizhen's smile was so beautiful that people ignored the ferocious moss on her face.

"What do you want to say?" Su Mingan said.

"I want to tell you the truth." Shen Xue said with a smile: "Back then, the rumors in the class were indeed deliberately spread by someone. They just didn't want to see you well and wanted to damage your reputation. But guess who spread it?"

"Those bad students?" Su Mingan raised an eyebrow.

"No." Shen Xue came closer and whispered in his ear:

…

"...It's He Zhizhen."

"She is deliberately spreading messages that slander you."

…

Under the dark night.

He Zhizhen walked out of the alley and walked towards a tall building.

"Little girl, you are covered with wounds! Where are you going?" An enthusiastic lady passing by saw the wounds on her body and came over to care for her.

He Zhizhen was startled, running forward like a frightened rabbit.

The aunt scratched her head, looked at her back, and said puzzledly: "What's going on with this little girl..."

…

"Su Mingan, do you know?" Shen Xue arched her eyebrows and smiled softly:

"I saw with my own eyes that after you got out of school, He Zhizhen would say bad things about you to some classmates who hadn't left yet."

"She said you helped her because she wanted money and benefits. But she had no money, so you kept pestering her. Use small favors like sharing steamed buns and bread to constantly remind her that she still owes you a favor."

"She also said that due to depression and facial disease, she actually had no true friends at all, and no one would really help her. Everyone was moved by themselves, but gave her false hope and beauty again and again, and Dump her as soon as she thinks she'll get better."

"Including you, she feels that you are just trying to satisfy your pity and don't really want to help her. Because she feels that you will only make people annoying."

"Moreover, you have helped so many people. Your popularity is getting better and better, but she has been stuck in the quagmire... She feels very unwilling, why? Why did you abandon her?"

“The better you treat people, the more people think you should do the same.”

…

"It hurts... it hurts..." He Zhizhen finally walked into the tall building, panting.

She held the paper tightly and walked up the stairs.

She was just in the alley, and was blocked by the group of bad students again. They beat her while laughing wildly:

"Why didn't Su Mingan come to help you this time!? Scream, you scream!"

"Su Ming'an reported us and made us write a self-criticism. But he has been picked up and dropped off by his parents, and we can't do anything, so it's all your fault!"

"Hit, hit her hard! Count for two!!"

This kind of thing has happened more than once. He Zhizhen rolled in the mud and begged for countless times to let her go, but there was no reply.

Then she prayed again, please let Su Ming'an not save her that day, so that she wouldn't have to bear two hatreds, but there was also no reply.

Gradually, the kindness turned into hatred. She resented not only these students, but also Su Ming'an - didn't she want to be her savior? He was so good to her, why didn't he help her all the time? ?

"Hiss, hiss..." She took a breath, touched the pain on her body, and walked down the stairs in the dark night.

…

The brilliance shines.

The glazed gold crystal lamp flashed the light, and gilt was everywhere.

On the dance floor, Su Ming'an and Shen Xue still looked awkward, like two sumo wrestlers.

"Besides, on that day, do you know who made a small report to the teacher and wanted to check your watch?" Shen Xue exhaled softly.

Su Mingan's eyes flashed.

Shen Xue curved her lips and smiled:

"...It's still He Zhizhen."

She shook her right hand, took out a photo from the slit of her dance skirt, and shook it. It was a picture of He Zhizhen communicating with the teacher:

"She was afraid that you would save the video and threaten her in the future. So, she reported you to the teacher. Even though she knew in her heart that once you were found out, you would most likely be severely punished. If it weren't for your watch indeed Ordinary watch, you may have been punished at home."

"Su Ming'an."

"You help her with great enthusiasm, share bread, teach her questions, and help her make new friends. And then, these are her 'repayments' to you."

"This is the person you're going to save during your sophomore year of high school."

“…This is the person you’re trying to save.”

…

The night wind is strong.

He Zhizhen finally finished climbing the stairs and walked onto the rooftop.

The cold wind blew her black hair, and the thick hair almost covered her eyes. She shivered, put the paper in her hand, and sat on the edge of the rooftop.

The legs swayed, then swayed.

She sneezed and felt a sharp pain all over her body. In addition to being beaten by bad students, there were also beatings from her mother and her own self-mutilation.

She stared into the distance, the starry sky was so beautiful.

She was rejected by her grandparents when she was born. Her father ran away within a few months. Her mother wanted to be a sugar daddy and abandoned her several times without success. She often scolded her for looking like a ghost and wanted her to die.

To this day, she still doesn't know why she lives.

The city's busy traffic is in full view. The stars shine and the moon disappears.

"Bang-bang-bang!"

Gorgeous fireworks rose in the distance as people celebrated New Year's Day.

"Rabbit, butterfly, deer..." He Zhizhen raised her fingers and counted the shapes of the fireworks. The somatic symptoms of depression gradually appeared, and she wanted to cry uncontrollably.

So beautiful, these are really beautiful fireworks.

But no one will like someone like her, it's all fake, it's all fake.

Su Mingan is also fake.

There are simply no such good people in the world.

The colorful light reflected in her dim eyes, and blood and pus that had not been treated for a long time were still flowing down.

…

"This is something you don't know about in your second year of high school." Shen Xue said softly:

"I recreated this to let you know the truth of that year - it was not the bad students who harmed you, but the people you helped with your own hands."

"So, what do people who have always shown passion and tenderness to you so far do behind their backs... have you really seen it clearly?"

"Do you really know all of Noel's actions?"

"How can you judge the gentleness of the road?"

"How do you believe in Yamada Machichi's loyalty?"

"When Alger joined the Peak Alliance, he expressed friendship...and what has he done now? Oh, you don't know, right? Alger summoned the sixth inorganic god and is chasing the other you."

Su Mingan looked at her suddenly: "What happened over there at Luo Vasa?"

"Want to know?" Shen Xue chuckled: "After completing my story, you can go out."

…

Shen Xue's mood has never been as exciting as this moment.

She finally stood in front of the person she longed for, and her heart was about to burst with joy.

The love of her youth flashed through her mind one by one...

She secretly collected his taste in music and deliberately hummed as he passed by.

She quietly studied her science subjects, hoping that he would ask her questions.

She quietly walked through the school gate, just to walk with him after school.

Maybe, when he becomes a little more relaxed, when she becomes a little more firm... the day will come when she can confess her love.

But that day never came.

When the distance between them grew further and further until it was insurmountable... she could only choose another way to get closer to him.

In the middle of the dance floor, she could clearly see the disgust in his eyes.

He didn't like her, there was no doubt about it.

He only does it to complete the story. When the dance ends, it will all end.

Others didn't understand why she kept holding on to him when her conditions were so good. But she knew in her heart that true and pure "love" did not depend on any conditions. It was just the first sight that she couldn't move away from.

"I wish this dance music had no end..." She looked at him.

But the irreparable regrets of youth will eventually wait until the moment of burial.

So she smiled:

"There are still three beats left and the dance is about to end. It's so fast."

Su Mingan didn't say anything, but she saw "what she wanted" on his face.

"Can you tell me a confession?" She stared at him sincerely and humbly, begging him.

"..." Su Mingan looked at her.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The dance music gradually stopped, the sound of high heels slowly ended, and the hem of the skirt gradually became stagnant, but he said nothing.

Her heart became empty for a moment, but what came to her immediately was "expected".

What is she asking for?

Knowing that there will be no result, but forcing myself to see this moment with my own eyes, love is really a wonderful and stupid thing.

Her hand reached for the rabbit pendant around her neck.

At the same time, Su Mingan heard an exclamation from outside——

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"——He Zhizhen jumped off the building!!"

"——He Zhizhen from Class 4, Grade 2, jumped off the building——!!

"Oh my god! Why-!!"

"It seems that she left a suicide note because of depression and school bullying——!"

"Can you see what was written in the suicide note? What she wrote was most likely what made her decide to commit suicide!"

…

Su Mingan closed his eyes and opened them again.

There was no such dance on the day when she turned 17. This dance was something Shen Xue added. But He Zhizhen did commit suicide by jumping off the building on New Year's Day.

This incident alarmed many people.

That's why this incident had a huge impact on his entire life.

…

"What...was written in her suicide note?" people said.

"It seems like there is only one line..."

…

[He Zhizhen’s suicide note:]

【——I’m sorry, Su Mingan. 】

…

Later, because of this line in the suicide note, 17-year-old Su Mingan was taken away for investigation because he was suspected of participating in the suicide of his classmate. When he came back, some classmates felt that he had done something to stir up trouble and stimulated He Zhizhen to commit suicide, and they all avoided him.

——He finally became another "He Zhizhen".

Later, Bo Long came to help, but that was something further away...

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Now, 19-year-old Su Mingan is still standing on the dance floor, looking at the chaos outside the door.

suddenly.

"Click——!!!" The door was kicked open.

A middle-aged man with a blade rushed in and slashed at the students.

The students on the dance floor screamed.

"Who is this? How to kill someone?"

"Ahhh! Help!"

"It hurts! Don't! Don't!"

The students fell into chaos for a moment. Some strong students wanted to stand up, but were too far away from the door.

The gangsters were hacking recklessly, without any aim at all. They were probably seeking revenge on society.

"...A violent attack by a gangster? Is this the climax of Shen Xue's story?" When Su Ming'an saw the student being chopped down, he quickly threw Shen Xue away and followed his own personality - "brave and enthusiastic 17-year-old Su Ming'an" , rushed towards the gangster.

Seeing the gangster's knife slashing at a girl's neck, Su Mingan kicked her hard at the critical moment.

With one kick, he successfully knocked over the gangster and the students were saved. They looked at this scene with lingering fear and thanked Su Mingan.

But Su Mingan felt something was wrong.

wrong.

There seems to be something strange...

But he has to do this, he can't be OOC anymore. If he doesn't stop the gangster, he will lose because he goes against his character.

He stared at the gangster, thinking quickly in his mind as to what was wrong.

then,

He got it.

The gangster who fell to the ground gradually turned into a... white rabbit.

Blood-red eyes stared at him with a ferocious smile:

"Dear, you attacked someone. Even if he is pretending to be a gangster, he is still someone."

"You can't go in front, you can't go in behind."

"Hehe, hehehehe..."

"A sure kill."

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["Although cards generally do not harm the player, if the card is really angered, the card will bite the owner. Of course, this requires a suitable reason, and you cannot just bite the owner casually."]

【"so……"】

[Boss Rabbit came close to his ear, and there was a smell of burning paper money:]

["...Don't give me this opportunity, dear, otherwise I will eat everything."]

…

Boss Rabbit ended this memory.

The Inorganic God turned sideways, with the muzzle pointed at it.