Horror Studio

After everything was settled, as soon as Qiancang returned home, Roland remained at the venue, watching a certain player's game.

Sitting on the sofa, the two finally returned their attention to Qian Jiangyue.

"Can you say something?" Qiancang shook his feet, and the sand table was already on the table, but the three of them couldn't use it at all. This alchemy item is not the same as the furniture in the room. It seems that some method needs to be mastered. To be able to drive.

"As he said, and as you can see, there will always be someone in my line of sight to accompany me." Qian Jiangyue hesitated for a while, and finally chose to explain. "There is no doubt that his hallucinations, in other words, all his actions and words, are all my imagination. This is a character fabricated out of thin air."

"So?" Hawkeye frowned, "Then...the reason?"

In fact, this question is the question Qian Jiangyue is most reluctant to answer.

"Inheritance, coupled with the environment, is schizophrenia. It is only temporarily controllable for me. Because I can distinguish between hallucinations and reality, it does not have much impact on life." Qian Jiangyue chuckled lightly, but this smile looked at it. It looks very bitter.

"Have you never seen a doctor?" Qian Cang asked.

"This kind of disease, I don't believe in doctors, it's actually not a disease." Qian Jiangyue shook his head.

As early as in the movie "Computer", Qian Cangyi had this kind of conjecture. The two were living in the hotel and Qian Jiangyue had a conversation in the room alone. So now Qian Jiangyue said it, he didn't. It feels too unexpected.

"When you have the chance, maybe you can try it." Hawkeye persuaded.

Because it's in the movie now, I can't say it too clearly. I can only use this kind of words that everyone can understand to communicate euphemistically.

"It doesn't matter, it's not bad just like this. After getting used to it, it's actually quite interesting. I will never feel lonely when I talk to myself." Qian Jiangyue grabbed his right arm with his left hand and lowered his head not knowing what he was thinking.

Never be alone? Maybe the opposite is true.

Qiancang thought.

"Speaking of it, it is because of you that the test just now can be passed safely, otherwise we don't know what accidents will happen. In addition, maybe we can use this to do something, such as counterfeiting." Qian Cang Yi thought for a while, "In fact, it is not simple, because it is our unilateral cheating, so we are limited to buying some peripherals with relatively low magnifications. In fact, we don't need to do this at all, as long as we keep winning. "

"Maybe you can use it later." Hawkeye said.

"Well, let's deal with tomorrow's game first." Qian Cangyi set his eyes on the sand table.

But in his heart, he was thinking of another thing.

Speaking of it, the reason why Qian Jiangyue’s personality is so strange may be because of schizophrenia, but his performance is not so obvious. In addition, the term he just used was “temporarily” controllable, that is, sometimes uncontrollable. , What about when it is uncontrollable? There is no clear distinction between reality and illusion?

With that said, some things can be understood. Obviously he is a very sensible person, but he often does some very impulsive behavior, so he has always been on the boundary between sensibility and madness, and it is precisely because of this that this bizarre and weird thing can happen.

Thinking of this, Qian Cangyi was relieved. Although he didn't know the specific reason, he knew more about it now than before.

"I won't ask about this again in the future." Qiancang said to Qian Jiangyue.

Here, he uses ‘I’ instead of us.

Now he can't represent Hawkeye.

"I'm not interested in this kind of thing, but if there is any change, I hope you can tell it in advance so that no more accidents will happen." After Hawkeye finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, "Of course. , If there are special circumstances, you can explain it later."

"Thank you." Qian Jiangyue thanked him, but these words were more like polite words.

...

After Roland came back, he didn't say anything, and directly dragged the money warehouse away.

However, under Qiancang's repeated inquiries, Roland still stated his purpose. He wanted to ask Qiancang to go out to have an apology meal and apologize for his doubts about Miluo.

Even though Qiancangyi said that he did not need it, Roland still did not give up, and finally under Roland's ‘threat’, he finally agreed.

"This is?" Qiancang looked at a huge white worm inside the plate. The worm was in the shape of an ellipsoid. The folds on the surface of the skin were stacked one after another, and there was a serrated mouth at the tip.

"The larvae of sand snails are delicious. You used to like them very much." Roland ordered a few more normal dishes.

Miluo used to like to eat?

"Really?" Qiancang asked back, and didn't do anything.

"Yeah." Roland picked up the tool next to the dinner plate, "This is the sand snail that has been processed, so it can be cut. Look at these red lines, and you can cut the skin along these red lines." Roland began to deal with it, "Look, it’s that simple. The meat of the sand snails is very delicious, and it is also very nutritious. It is a very good dish. If it is not troublesome to handle, and the price is high, I might eat."

Immediately afterwards, Roland also cut the meat of the sand snail worm, "The sand snail worm's intestines are still stuffed with all kinds of food."

"Roland, do you want to say something?" Qian Cangyi still didn't start eating. On the one hand, he didn't have much appetite. On the other hand, he suspected that Roland had any special purpose in doing this, and he didn't really invite him to eat. Apology meal.

"Uh..." Roland closed his right eye, and then opened it again, "Although it has been determined that you are still Miluo, it is completely different from the previous Miluo. I still feel that you are not the same person."

"I can understand ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qiancang didn't say much.

"So, I think, it's better to just treat you as another person, so that you don't have the illusion of..." Roland sighed lightly, "Now, introduce yourself, Roland, the person in charge of your event." , Roland stretched out his right hand forward.

Qiancang blinked, and then extended his right hand, "It's nice to meet you."

The hands of the two retracted their own hands.

"Do you have any goals?" Roland asked.

"What do you mean?" Qiancangyi picked up the tool next to the dinner plate.

"In the past, your goal was to be the top 100 in the finals, but that was the you before. Maybe your goal is different now? I mean on the road of professional players." Roland explained.

"Goal..." Qian Cang turned his head and glanced out the window, "Then the top ten in the finals is good, anyway, it's just a goal, and it's not the same to achieve it."

"That's also..." Roland laughed.