My Healing Game

""Perfect Life" is a casual healing game that can nourish the soul and soothe the body and mind. There is a heart-to-heart smile plot and a warm daily life. We will take hope and happiness as the main melody to bring positive to all players. power…"

　　 Time passed by one minute and one second, until 23:59, the mechanically synthesized sound coming from the depths of my mind stopped abruptly.

　　 "Now, you can choose your perfect life."

　　 The hard and cold ground stimulated facial nerves, Han Fei slowly opened his eyes, and he found himself lying in a strange room.

　　 The house is about 70 square meters, the furniture is covered with dust, the walls are mottled, and there are some black and red stains.

　　 "The head hurts, it feels like a hole in the back of the head."

　　 A faint musty smell drifted into his nose, and Han Fei could clearly perceive everything around him.

　　 hearing, sight, smell, touch, this game is not much different from the real world.

　　 Sitting on the floor of the living room blankly, Han Fei looked at the empty, deserted room.

　　 The architectural layout of the house and the furniture in the house still maintain the style of decades ago. The dust is everywhere, and it seems that it has not been lived in for a long time.

　　 "Is this my home in the game?"

Han Fei rubbed the back of his head and stood up from the ground: "Look at the game introduction. This is a healing Sims game. It is an open world and has no fixed gameplay. I can work hard to upgrade the characters and improve their attributes, and I can also collect money to spend and enjoy it. Go talk about a virtual girlfriend and have virtual affection and love."

　　 While thinking about what to do next, Han Fei suddenly heard a knock on the door outside the house.

　　嘭! Bang! Bang!

　　Walking to the other side of the living room, Han Fei opened the anti-theft door, and the dim light of the voice-activated light entered the house, dispelling the loneliness and loneliness.

　　 "Young man, are you the new tenant?"

　　A cordial and kind voice came from outside the door, and there was a kind-faced, silver-haired grandmother standing in the corridor filled with all kinds of sundries.

　　 "Today is New Year's Day. Grandma's house made dumplings. Let's come and eat together. The festival will be lively and lively."

　　 Everyone in a modern city is very busy. Neighbors may not say a word for a few weeks. At least Han Fei has never encountered such a situation of inviting neighbors to eat at his own house during the holidays.

　　 "Forget it, I don't want to trouble you." Han Fei has become taciturn since he was fired from the company. He is reluctant to communicate too much with other people.

　　 "My son and daughter-in-law are both working in other places. There are only two people at home, my grandson and I. I cooked a lot of dishes, and I wasted it if I couldn't finish them."

　　 Grandma looked at Han Fei as if she was looking at her own child. Every word she said was like the morning sun, which made people feel warm.

　　 "Dumplings have the meaning of being older and reunion, reunion and Fulu. Eating dumplings can eliminate a year of bad luck. It is not easy for your child to work out alone. Come and eat hot dumplings to warm your stomach."

　　 The old man repeatedly invites. If in reality, Han Fei will probably find various reasons for prevarication, but this is in the game after all, and the old man may just guide himself to the plot task.

　　 nodded, Han Fei took a bunch of keys on the coffee table in the living room and walked out of the room, assisting the old man to walk downstairs.

　　 "Grandma, pay attention to your feet and walk slowly."

　　 The corridor in front of her eyes is piled with debris and garbage, the iron railings are rusty, there are many small advertisements on the walls on both sides, and there are many children's graffiti.

　　 This is very much like an old community more than ten years ago. With the rapid development of technology, such a community is extremely rare.

　　 The old man led Han Fei down one floor and stopped at the door of Room 1031.

　　 The numbers painted with blood red paint on the wall are already a little fuzzy. She coughed slightly and opened the door of Room 1031.

　　 The rich smell of meat wafted out of the house, Han Fei swallowed, and looked into the house.

　　 The old man did not turn on the light at home, but only lit a few candles on the dining table.

　　 "The fuse has blown. The repairman may have not come here because of the holiday."

"Grandma, let me help you. I used to replace the insurance when the insurance burned at home." Han Fei didn't regard the old man as a game NPC. He didn't know why, maybe it was because of the feeling that the other party gave him. Like a living person.

　　 "Please pay attention to your safety. The spare fuse is in the drawer." The old man entered the kitchen after the explanation. The meat she stewed seemed to be cooked.

　　 Stepping on the bench, Han Fei changed the fuse, he turned on the switch, and the warm light illuminated the dark hut.

　　 "Please pay attention to players with number 0000! G-level ordinary task replacement of the fuse has been completed, and Meng Shi’s friendliness has been increased by five, and harmonious neighbourhood relations are the first step in a perfect life."

　　 Han Fei heard a cold mechanical synthesis sound from deep in his mind: "The mission system has been activated, and the newbie tasks have been updated. Completing the newbie tasks will help you understand everything in this world as soon as possible."

　　 Listening to the strange voice in his mind, an attribute panel appeared in front of Han Fei, but before he could take a closer look, the old man walked out of the kitchen with a pot of fish soup.

　　 "The freshly simmered fish soup, drink it while it is hot." The old man smiled and put the fish soup on the dining table. She turned and walked to the bedroom door and unlocked the lock on the bedroom door: "Chenchen, I'm out for dinner."

　　 After a while, a five- or six-year-old boy walked out of the bedroom. He kept his head down, as if he was having a temper with the old lady.

　　 "You eat first, I still have a few dishes that I haven't prepared yet." The old man opened the refrigerator door and took out half of the frozen chicken from the upper floor: "It's been a long time since the power has been cut off, and it hasn't been defrosted?"

　　 She put the frozen chicken into a small basin and put it on the dining table.

　　 "Grandma, don't make so many dishes, we can't finish it."

　　 "It's a rare visitor at home. If I don't do much, the meat in the refrigerator will be spoiled." The warm and kind, busy figure of the old man in the kitchen reminded Han Fei of his family.

　　When he was very young, his family was always so lively during the New Year.

　　 The scent of meat drifted into the nose, the fish soup just out of the pot was steaming hot, and the hazy fragrance made Han Fei a little dazed. The memory in his mind seemed to overlap with the virtual game.

　　 The dim light illuminates the cabin, the sound of pots and pans is heard from the kitchen, and advertisements are being played on the square box TV. The faint smell of fireworks seems to dispel the indifference of this strange city.

　　 "These simple beauty may be life itself."

　　 There is always a special dark time in life. If you stop because you are afraid of the future, you will only be trapped in darkness forever.

　　 Han Fei picked up the soup spoon and poured a bowl of fish soup for himself and Chenchen.

　　 The milky white fish soup exuded a tempting fragrance, and Han Fei blew a few warm air into the bowl.

　　 He was about to taste the taste of fish soup. From the corner of his eyes, he suddenly saw the child across the table holding the bowl of fish soup above his head. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　 "What does this kid want to do?"

　　 Before Han Fei could react, the kid threw the bowl full of fish soup to the ground!

　　 "I don't eat what I took out of the coffin!"

　　噗!

　　 Hearing the child's words, Han Fei spouted a mouthful of fish soup.

　　The coffin?

　　 The ceramic bowl broke all over the floor, and the fish soup was flowing everywhere. The old lady ran out of the kitchen when she heard the sound: "Chenchen! What are you doing?!"

　　 "Everything you make is taken out of the coffin!" The boy who seemed to be only five or six years old raised his head, and there were a lot of bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

　　 "What nonsense are you talking about!" The old lady worried that the boy would be scalded, so she couldn't take care of untying her apron, and ran to the dining table.

　　 "The head of the building said that only the coffin will let people die!" The boy broke free of the old man's hand, threw the frozen chicken that had just been taken out of the refrigerator on the ground, and then ran to the bedroom.

　　 "You come back to me!"

　　 The old man also entered the bedroom, leaving Han Fei with a bowl of fish soup in the living room.

　　 "The bear child is terrible." Han Fei silently put down the porcelain bowl. He found a broom and dustpan behind the door and wanted to help the elderly clean. But when he was about to clean up the frozen chicken on the ground, he suddenly remembered something.

　　 The child said that he would not eat what he took out of the coffin, but Han Fei could clearly see that the half of the frozen chicken was taken out of the refrigerator by the old man.

　　 This is nothing at all, but if combined with the words said by the child, the building manager told the child that only the coffin would let people die.

　　 Why does this kid use the refrigerator as a coffin? Is it because there is a corpse hidden in their refrigerator?

Yep?

　　 Thinking of this, Han Fei was stunned. This does not seem to be the start of a healing game!