My Healing Game

　　　　 Han Fei showed his life's acting skills in just a few minutes. He kept giving himself psychological hints to bring himself into a brand new role, but even so, his body was still shaking with fear!

　　 This is not because of his bad acting skills, but human instinct.

　　 Gasping for breath, Han Fei sat paralyzed on the bed. Now he closed his eyes and felt that he was surrounded by children.

　　 "Although I fooled them, I will show up in that room next time I log in to the game. What if I "cry" and don't keep the promise?"

Holding his hair hard, Han Fei felt a kind of mentally overworked: "I will definitely go crazy if I can't cry. I hint at the end that he will go to other neighbors in the building to look for me. The perfect situation is when I go online. The crying happened to be in the other neighbor's house."

　　 Han Fei has left a way for himself, but he also knows that this is very unlikely.

"Crying is terrible. When I was looking at him, I felt that he had been observing me. As long as I showed a trace of timidity and flaws, I would probably be killed directly by him." Looking back now, Han Fei still shuddered: " This feeling of life hanging in the hands of others is really too bad. If I can survive tonight, I must upgrade my level and collect various items as soon as possible."

　　 Han Fei gritted his teeth and made up his mind, but after a while he felt powerless and hopeless again.

　　 He has tried his best to survive this time, and next time he will land directly in the room full of imps, he is really not sure to get out.

　　 "Tomorrow night may be the last time I play a game."

　　 Looking at the game helmet on the table, Han Fei was speechless. He was just an ordinary person, and he was naturally afraid of death.

　　The nerves were tight for a long time, Han Fei is very tired now, but he can't sleep at all.

　　 He has always felt that his life is still very long and that he has enough time to do what he wants to do, but it is only at this moment that he really feels that his life is constantly passing by.

　　 "A lot of unimportant things I want to do tomorrow, but if one day, tomorrow can not come, how will I allocate the last 24 hours of my life."

　　The tense mood still couldn't calm down, Han Fei turned on NetYiyun Music and chose a few soothing songs.

　　 No matter how fast technology develops, music is a haven for the soul.

　　 The night has passed without knowing it. After dawn, Han Fei took out his mobile phone and flipped through only half a page of his address book.

　　Han Fei is an orphan. He had a happy childhood without other children. Watching others grow up under the wings of his parents, he can only run wildly in the heavy rain alone under the umbrella.

　　 He has never experienced family affection, nor has he tried love. The world is not gentle to him, but he wants to give the world more laughter and happiness.

　　 He likes to listen to other people's laughter very much, that kind of happy and happy feeling is like an elf, and will gently fall on his lonely soul.

　　 This is why he wants to be a comedian.

　　 Turn off the music, Han Fei looks out the window, the sun rises and everything is revitalized.

"Its daybreak."

　　 Open the window, Han Fei put the slanted game helmet on the table, things have happened, then there is no way to change, instead of worrying about tomorrow, it is better to live now.

　　 In his mind he remembered a sentence from the comedy master Chaplin-today I only do interesting and happy things, do what I love to make my heart happy, in my way, with my rhythm.

　　 Brushing his teeth and washing his teeth, Han Fei looked at himself in the mirror, and now he can't see the slightest depression in his body.

　　 "In the face of death, I want to do a lot of things that I can't think of. Is this the charm of healing games?"

　　 Dressed neatly, Han Fei walked out of the room with his mobile phone.

　　 It rained last night, and the air in the morning was very fresh. He took a deep breath and was about to walk forward when he heard a child crying.

　　, who was particularly sensitive to crying, shuddered, then turned to look.

　　 Two children standing under a big tree, constantly shouting a name.

　　 "Don't cry, don't cry, what happened?" Han Fei softly comforted the two children.

　　 "Little boy is on the tree! It can't get down!"

　　 Han Fei looked up and found out that Xiaoguai was a young cat.

　　 The cat meowed meowly, which made people feel very pitiful.

　　 "You two help me take off my clothes." Han Fei took off his coat and climbed onto the tree.

"It feels that the body is lighter than before, and the movements have become more dexterous. Does adding something to the game also affect the reality?" Han Fei took a lot of effort to hug the kitten from the tree: "Do you want Be optimistic about it, and don't let it run around again."

　　 The two children hugged the cat and nodded together, looking a little cute.

　　 Looking at the smiling faces on their faces, Han Fei inexplicably thought of "crying": "They are all children, why is the gap so big? Will there ever be such a smile in the crying in the game?"

　　 patted the gray on his body, and Han Fei walked out of the community.

　　 Soon after he left, Zhao Ming, Zhang Xiaotian, and Li Xue in casual clothes walked out of a van in the parking lot of the community.

　　 "The psychologically distorted and perverted super criminal will help children save cats?" Zhang Xiaotian is a little uncertain~www.wuxiaspot.com~Don't be careless! Did you forget what the captain said? Super criminals are masters of playing with human nature! This may be his disguise. "Zhao Ming is actually a bit at a loss. No matter from which point of view, Han Fei is quite different from the super criminals, at least he is completely different from the super criminals they imagined.

"I saw the kind of super criminal you mentioned once during the **** mission." Li Xue was standing at the end. What she said immediately caught the attention of Zhao Ming and Zhang Xiaotian: "Just to **** the prisoner, the above The streets along the way were blocked in advance, and several departments worked together."

　　 "Have you seen a super criminal? Sister Li, what does that person look like?" Zhang Xiaotian and Zhao Ming were very curious.

"He couldn't see his face. He was locked in a special safety box and his whole body was tied up. I only remember that his exposed left hand had a pattern that resembled a butterfly wing." Li Xue waved her hands: "Don't ask anymore. These things cannot be said casually, let's focus on Han Fei."

　　 "Sister Li, since you think Han Fei can't be a super criminal, why follow us to observe him?" Zhang Xiaotian didn't understand.

"It's because I don't think he is a super criminal, so I followed you, fearing that you would do stupid things." After Li Xue finished speaking, she was the first to go out: "You two have no experience in investigating and tracking. It's best to stay away from me. "

　　 The three policemen quietly followed Han Fei. They wanted to find out what was wrong with Han Fei, but they did not find anything.

　　Han Fei helped many people along the way, warm, gentle, with mementos in his eyes. The love for the world was as if he had only the last day of his life left.

　　 His performance is in line with the judgment of the Citizen Information System. If the risk score of such a person is not zero, then it may be abnormal.