I made myself the protagonist

After the elevator door opened, Uncle Yan and Su Li walked out together.

Watching Su Li enter the house, Uncle Yan warned enthusiastically: "You just said that the suit you wore to work was too big and you need to change the size, right? You don't have to go out to the trouble, just go to Aunt Mei. She is very nice.

, his craftsmanship is exquisite, and he helps his neighbors mend their clothes without charging any money, and he lives in 2403 right in front of him."

"That's it, that's great." Su Li pretended to be surprised and surprised: "Then I'll go find her now. Thank you, Uncle Yan."

"fine."

The other party smiled at her, held the food in his hand, and walked towards the depths of the corridor.

Su Li was careful and did not rush into the house. She kept the door ajar and hid behind it, quietly observing Uncle Yan's traces.

Soon, she discovered that at the end of the dark corridor ahead, squatted an unkempt woman in white. And beside her, there was a little boy with snow-white skin and even his hair.

The woman's cheekbones were high and her face was as pale as paper; her long hair was spread loosely and was tied into knots. The bottom of her white skirt was covered in stains, making her look as embarrassed as a beggar.

At this moment, she was squatting on the ground with her bare feet, and she and the boy were devouring the tributes that others had placed in the corridor. If they didn't know the identity of the other party, no matter who saw this strange scene in front of them, they would be scared to death.

, thinking they are wandering ghosts.

However, after hearing Uncle Yan's footsteps, the woman suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the food in the other person's hand.

"A-Feng, you can take these and eat them. There were a lot of people living in the building today, and a pretty girl gave me a lot of money. Hehe, Xiaobai said he wanted to eat roast duck, so I bought one and put it inside.

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Uncle Yan helped the woman named Afeng up from the ground, glanced at the room behind her, and sighed: "Go back, Xiaobai is probably hungry."

"Thank you... thank you..." The woman seemed to have some mental problems. She kept murmuring and repeating the words in her mouth, and followed Uncle Yan out of the corridor obediently.

The woman's full name is Yang Feng, and the boy with albinism she is holding is called Xiaobai; they are the mother and son with no fixed abode that Uncle Dong mentioned earlier.

Su Li closed the door thoughtfully. After returning to the room, she randomly took out a piece of clothing from the suitcase, and then left the room again.

Different from the spooky housing estates, the late-night snack stalls in the alley next door are extremely lively in the evening. Diners gather here, drinking beer, eating delicious food, and talking and laughing.

The air was filled with the aroma of various ingredients, and the aroma of fried rice instantly made everyone feel hungry. After finding two empty seats and sitting down, Zhao Sicheng suddenly noticed the two men sitting in the corner not far away.

One of the middle-aged men, about fifty years old, was wearing a gray T-shirt, with stubble on his face and a frustrated expression; while the other man was wearing glasses, with gray hair, wearing a loose nightgown, and a pair of large white pants.

With a pair of flip-flops, it looks very casual.

"It's Qian Xiaohao and Uncle You!"

Li Xinjian exclaimed: "Guigui, he really looks exactly like a movie star! If it weren't for this situation, I would have wanted to go up and ask for an autograph."

"I advise you to wake up. What happened here is different from reality." Ling Yun called the waiter, asked everyone, and ordered a few dishes.

"Five portions of fried glutinous rice and two portions of dry fried beef. Ah You, hurry up!!!"

"Coming!"

The late-night snack vendor shouted at the top of his lungs in the direction where Qian Xiaohao and Chen You were. The latter turned back, glanced at Ling Yun and the others, and walked over with a cigarette in his mouth.

At the same time, Qian Xiaohao also put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and left the late-night snack stall.

"How many new faces have just moved in?" Chen You held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at everyone casually, and asked casually.

"Yes. Is there anyone else?" Ling Yun pretended to be casual and asked casually.

Chen You didn't know anything about it, so he pointed at Qian Xiaohao's leaving figure and said, "That guy just now lives in 2442."

"What a coincidence, we live next door to him." Ling Yun quickly added. Even though it was only for a short moment, he still caught the surprise flashing in Chen You's eyes.

Li Xinjian wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Ling Yun.

He opened a bottle of beer and poured it into everyone's glasses while saying to Chen You: "Uncle Yan, the security guard, told us that the fried rice here is delicious, so a few of us came here to try it."

"The award is actually not as exaggerated as everyone said." Chen You put out the cigarette and said to them: "Wait a moment, it will be fine soon."

Seeing the other party leaving, Li Xinjian was a little anxious. He glanced at Ling Yun, his eyes full of reproach: "What did you mean by not letting me speak just now? Since Uncle You has already rescued Qian Xiaohao this afternoon, we will go directly to invite him

Can't we just take in the two female ghosts in Room 2442?"

"That's right." Ji Xinke suggested: "As long as the hidden dangers of zombies and resentful spirits are eliminated, the crisis we face can be alleviated a lot."

"I said that forcibly changing the development of the plot may lead to a worse outcome. If the matter can be solved so easily, why did the space give us seven days?" Ling Yun frowned.

"I also want to survive, I just hope that everyone can find a way out in a more prudent way. Have you seen the movie "The Butterfly Effect"? Although the male protagonist travels through time and time again, trying to change the past, but one move affects the whole body.

, even if he reversed some situations, he caused other irreparable tragedies."

"Okay, what you said makes sense." After hearing what Ling Yun said, Li Xinjian gradually calmed down.

Soon, others realized that their previous idea was indeed a bit impulsive.

"But in "Infinite Horror", during the Resident Evil mission, Zheng Zha changed the plot and saved Matthew Addison, and received a lot of rewards for it." Fu Yuanju is obviously a fan of Infinite novels, and he still insists on it.

My own thoughts: "Rewards and risks coexist!"

"Zheng Zha is the protagonist. With his strong psychological quality when facing danger, I guess none of you here, including me, can compare with him, right?"

Ling Yun retorted coldly: "Besides, the price he paid was that he was imprisoned in the laser tunnel and almost cut into pieces. Not only that, what Zheng Zha did also indirectly killed a cannon fodder. If you must

If you insist on going your own way, everyone may suffer as well."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately shivered, and even Fu Yuanju fell silent.

Chen You's movements were very nimble, and within ten minutes, the food that everyone had ordered was brought out. Ling Yun changed his previous solemn expression, greeted Chen You to sit down with a smile, and ordered two bottles of cold beer on his own initiative

With appetizers.

At the same time, at the door of 2403, Aunt Mei sent Su Li out of the room enthusiastically: "Don't worry, I will change this suit as soon as possible. Just come and pick it up in two days."

"Then I'll bother Aunt Mei." Su Li greeted politely, his eyes falling on the room behind her.

"It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome, how could it be! It's just a simple effort, we are all neighbors, and you still pay so much money to change clothes... In the future, if you and your friends have any clothes that need to be mended, please come to me at any time."

As the neighbors said, Aunt Mei was a good person before her husband's accident. She was enthusiastic, kind, and treated everyone sincerely, which was in sharp contrast to her later darkening.

In the dimly lit house behind Aunt Mei, large pink and purple flowers bloomed on the roof, and all kinds of clothes hung on the walls.

Next to the old sewing machine, Uncle Dong was wearing a white sweatshirt, shaking the cattail leaf fan in his hand, lying comfortably on the Taishi chair and humming a tune. Before the storm, everything seemed so peaceful and warm.

Su Li rolled his eyes and said softly: "By the way, Aunt Mei, I'm just going to go downstairs for dinner. If there's any garbage in your house, I'll just take it and throw it away."

"Oh, it's okay, A-Dong will throw it away every day before going to bed!"

"We are all neighbors, as we should." Su Li added: "Also, I just found that the light in the corridor seems to be broken. You and Uncle Dong are old, and it is not convenient for the elderly at night."

"That's it, thank you then."

Aunt Mei didn't want to trouble others, but after hearing what Su Li said, she finally returned to the house and took out the garbage from the kitchen.

After saying goodbye to Aunt Mei, Su Li quickly walked to the corridor, pushed open the stairwell door, and threw the garbage aside.

She looked thoughtfully at the dark stairs below. In the original plot, Uncle Dong was frightened when he was throwing out garbage here, and he lost his footing and fell down the stairs.

Like Ling Yun, Su Li didn't think that doing this could change the fate of Uncle Dong's death. But even so, while ensuring her own safety, she still wanted to try to see if new variables would appear.