My Healing Game

"Why don't you get off work?"

Han Fei's landlord has won from five thousand to two hundred thousand. He has searched the Internet for a long time and read the news for a long time, but he still has no time to get off work.

With a dry cough, Han Fei looked at his four subordinates. Under his leadership, everyone was full of inspiration and was working hard to create.

"Yes, they are all energetic."

Smiling and nodding, Han Fei walked to the office window and briefly moved his body.

With the sunset shining on his face, Han Fei was enjoying the last remaining warmth of the sun. After dark, he had to guard not only the living but also the dead.

Looking far away, Han Fei suddenly saw a strange building on the east and west sides of the city.

The memory world of the shrine that I entered this time is much larger than that of Shahe. Han Fei is now in the most prosperous part of the city, right in the middle of those two special buildings.

"To the east is an amusement park. The huge Ferris wheel looks like a living eye." Han Fei turned his head and looked to the other side: "The large white building on the west is like a broken face, similar to a plastic surgery hospital in the deep world. , Could it be said that the memory world in the shrine in Paradise Lost and the memory world in the shrine in the plastic surgery hospital are connected to each other?"

Han Fei stood by the window and watched for a long time, and the alarm clock he ordered finally rang.

"Five o'clock in the afternoon, work!" Han Fei turned off the alarm clock, and when he turned his head he found that all four of his subordinates were looking at him. Even Li Guoer, who wanted to kill him most, was only surprised now.

"Team leader, did you even order an alarm clock to remind you to leave work?" A male team member reminded Han Fei in a low voice, "If this is known by Sister Zhao, I am afraid it will not be very good."

"It is the company's rule to leave work at five o'clock. Is it wrong for me to obey the company's arrangement?" Han Fei took the lead and turned off the computer: "What are you doing in a daze, save the files, and you are ready to go home."

In order to set an example, Han Fei put on a suit and walked outside first.

He just walked out of the office and happened to see Zhao Qian coming out of the house. He greeted him enthusiastically: "Sister Qian, are you off work too?"

"Get off work?" Zhao Qian walked up to Han Fei and threw the files in her hand into Han Fei's hands: "You can't design a set of actions over and over again. You still want to get off work?"

"I think your previous game idea was too rubbish, so my team and I are going to overthrow the story frame and rewrite the main line to create a horror love game that is not yet on the market."

"Fu Yi, are you angry with me because you have been removed from the position of immortal game designer?" Zhao Qian is very aura: "Don't be like a child, if you even have a love to develop a kind of child If the game is not well done, it can only show that there is nothing wrong with the decision of other executives and I!"

"What you said makes sense, but we have our own decision. The new game design plan will be sent to you tomorrow. It will definitely be better than the previous one. We are also considering the interests of the company." Han Fei gave Zhao Qian the file in his hand. : "If you don't do it well, you don't need to say, I will leave by myself."

Carrying the bag, Han Fei walked downstairs after speaking.

"The team leader is a little handsome, dare to speak to Mr. Zhao in such a way."

"I always feel that there is a special relationship between the team leader and Mr. Zhao. My instinct has always been very accurate... I'll go! Xiaoguo, why are you stepping on me?!"

"Sorry, I didn't see the shoes." Li Guoer turned off the computer and walked out of the office second.

"They are both gone, can't we go? We usually work overtime until 8 o'clock. Should we go to water the fake tree for a while?"

"Okay, what the hero sees is the same."

Han Fei was the first to walk out of the company. It was the first time he experienced the nine-to-five life, and he felt pretty good.

"Just go home before dark." Han Fei walked in front, and Li Guoer walked behind with his bag on his back. It seemed that he would take a knife out of the bag at any time. The scared Han Fei neither dared to go too fast, nor did he go too fast. Don't dare to go too slow.

After being followed a street, Han Fei stopped: "Li Guoer, I remember you came to work by car. Is your car still in the company parking lot?"

"You really saw me in the car." Li Guoer's voice became scary: "Why do you even pretend that nothing happened when you saw it? Are you deliberately pretending to show me?"

"Wait a minute, I'll sort out your thoughts. I, Fu Yi, is a complete bastard. It's not a pity to die. But you are different. You are really a good girl. If you kill me, you will kill yourself for nothing. I’ve been in it for the rest of my life.” Han Fei and Li Guoer kept a distance: “When I handle everything, I don’t need you to do it. I will choose a method to redeem my sins.”

Li Guoer looked at Han Fei, and then spoke for a long time: "Do you think I still believe your nonsense?"

"It's true this time."

No one spoke again. A few minutes later, Li Guoer grabbed his backpack and turned and left.

There was a lot of traffic on the street, and Han Fei took a light breath: "Or I'll just quit."

It was getting dark, and Han Fei took a taxi back to his home.

"After dark, the mood value may drop. It is better to stay in the house to be safer."

He walked out of the elevator, and when he reached the door of his house, his cell phone rang suddenly, and a person named Mr. Li called him.

"Xiao Fu, are you off work? Let's play together. Let's go to the clean up first, and then switch to the scene after we get drunk."

"Mr. Li, forget it today, I have very important things."

"Are you not giving face? I'll tell you that there are still good things to do in the evening! Come here!" It's obviously not the first time that President Li has been out for a drink with Fu Yi.

"The phone is almost out of power, let's talk again if you have a chance." Han Fei hung up the phone, and he started looking through the key from his pocket. Before the key was turned out, the door was opened.

A very cute little boy was standing at the door. He didn't call him Dad either. It could be seen that he was a little scared of Han Fei.

Han Fei, who lives alone, is accustomed to opening the door with the key by himself. He is still a little uncomfortable with someone opening the door for him occasionally.

"Thank you, brat." A kind smile appeared on Han Fei's face. The boy saw Han Fei laugh. He seemed very happy himself, and ran into the living room.

The woman walked out of the kitchen, and when she saw Han Fei, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Why come back so early today?"

"I want to accompany you and the child more." After Han Fei changed his clothes, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then opened the refrigerator.

"You may have to wait for the meal."

"It doesn't matter, you rest. I'm here to cook today. Have you not tasted my craft yet?" Han Fei has a lot of skill points, and he has also upgraded his culinary skills to a high level.

When he walked to the woman, Han Fei put his hands around her waist and did not make any contact. He simply took off his apron and put on himself: "I will show you my hand today."

The woman seemed to have never seen Fu Yi look like this. She looked at Han Fei wearing an apron and entered the kitchen, wondering if Han Fei was silly drinking and drinking last night.

After cutting the side dishes, lighting up the oil, Han Fei's movements were extremely skillful, just like a chef in a restaurant, and it didn't take long for the smell of meat to float from the kitchen.

"It smells so good!" Fu Tian ran to the door of the kitchen, sucking in the scent, his actions were exaggerated.

"There is a lot of oily smoke here, you go out first, I'll get it done right away."

Han Fei was very quick in his actions and quickly prepared three dishes and one soup. He brought the food to the table, smelling fragrance all over the room.

"How do you cook?" The surprise in the woman's eyes could already overflow.

Fu Tian really didn't hold back, and secretly tasted a bite: "Wow! It's delicious! Dad's dishes are even better than mother's!"

"Mom cooks delicious food, and Dad likes eating mom's food the most." Han Fei hugged the little boy into a chair, and he looked at the room on the second floor: "I'll call him."

The woman wanted to stop, but Han Fei had already walked over.

He knocked on the door of the room and said towards the room: "Fu Sheng, come out for dinner."

Before the words fell, a heavy object hit the door panel, and the children in the door seemed to be angry when they heard Han Fei's voice.

No longer staying at the door, Han Fei did not force Fu Sheng, let alone quarreling with him, but returned to the living room.

"I'm going to serve him a separate meal." Han Fei found a tray in the kitchen and filled Fu Sheng with each dish, and then he placed the tray at the door of the room on the second floor.

"Let's eat it while it's hot." Han Fei ate the hot meal and looked at his wife and children at the table. This was in stark contrast to the task of inheriting from a shrine.

"The task of inheriting the shrine is very difficult. It seems that the survival problem to be faced this time is not brought about by food, clothing, housing and transportation, but by other things."

It has been almost a whole day since Han Fei has entered the memory of the shrine, and Han Fei still hasn't triggered any task reminders, and his heart is getting more and more disturbed.

After eating, he simply tidied up the table, and was stopped by the woman when he was about to go to wash the dishes: "Sit down and rest. You are tired after a day of work."

The woman enters the kitchen to wash the dishes, while Han Fei sits on the sofa with the little boy.

He could feel that Fu Yi should rarely go to accompany his children. Fu Tian was very uncomfortable sitting with him, hands on his knees, not daring to look at Han Fei directly, only occasionally dared to take a peek at Han Fei.

"What did the teacher teach you in the kindergarten today?" Han Fei turned on the master acting switch in his mind. He tried to play the role of a good father, but strangely, when he acted hard, the little boy instead Even more scared.

Shaking his head slightly, Han Fei stopped using master acting skills. He squatted next to the child like an older child and looked at Fu Tian: "Just after dinner, should we play a game? Do you know what old wolf and old wolf? Did you order this game?"

Han Fei and Fu Yi are actually two personalities, and Han Fei can tell from the attitude of his children and his wife to him.

Fu Yi betrayed his wife, and he knew in his heart that he was wrong, but in order to cover up this mistake, he deliberately acted more aggressively. He felt that working to support his family was the backbone of the family, so he brought the arrogance of the "strong man" to the family, which should be one of the reasons why the woman wanted to kill Fu Yi.

Han Fei's words quickly aroused his interest, and then the two of them played in the living room.

The child’s laughter kept ringing, and the woman washing the dishes looked at everything that happened in the living room, and a certain decision in her heart seemed to be shaken.

The hand holding the dishcloth slowly applied force. She looked at the various knives beside the chopping board and listened to the happy laugh of the children outside, but what she thought of was the deceptive words and unclear grievances.

"Snapped!"

The dinner plate slipped from her fingertips, and the woman woke up from a trance, her foot accidentally stepped on the plate fragments, and a long wound was marked.

"What's the matter?" Han Fei ran into the kitchen: "Where is the medicine cabinet at home?"

The woman pointed her finger at the closet in the bedroom. Han Fei hurried over. When he found the medicine box, the woman had already stood up.

"I'll clean up later." Han Fei helped the woman onto the sofa. He closed the kitchen door first to prevent the child from running in, and then opened the medicine box to help the woman clean the wound.

The woman looked down at Han Fei who was treating her wounds. The man in front of her seemed to have no defense against herself. Her gaze turned to the fruit knife on the coffee table. Kill the man in front of you and end all the pain.

She looked at the fruit knife until the wound was bandaged.

"Recently, don't do housework. Take a good rest. You can order takeaway when I'm not home at noon." Han Fei asked the woman to lie on the sofa, and he entered the kitchen and started cleaning the debris.

The woman touched the wound bandaged by Han Fei, and looked at Han Fei's back. She really felt that her husband was a different person.

After everything was cleaned up, the family of three sat on the sofa and watched TV. Han Fei, who has advanced knives and proficient ability, showed Fu Tian to peel the apples. The apple peels continued from beginning to end, with the same width.

Now Fu Tian looks at Han Fei like Superman. For children, peeling apple peels like that is already a great thing.

Han Fei has been playing with Fu Tian. At first, he wanted to lower his wife’s hatred by making Fu Tian happy to prevent him from being killed by the knife after falling asleep at night, but gradually he really felt that playing with his children was the same. A very happy thing.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Han Fei sent Fu Tian back to his room and told him a story beside the bed to coax him to sleep.

Fu Tian is a very obedient child, but when Han Fei is next to him, he just can't sleep. He often blinks his big eyes and stares behind Han Fei inexplicably.

In the end, it was the woman who came over and coaxed Fu Tian to sleep.

"Let's rest early." Han Fei turned his head and glanced at the second floor: "How long has he not been out."

"He doesn't want to see us, he sometimes comes out at night." The woman is indeed a very good wife. Fu Sheng was born to Fu Yi and his ex-wife, but the woman treated Fu Sheng as her own son.

"The food is cold, or I will heat him up and put it at the door." Han Fei quietly walked upstairs. He knew that Fu Sheng hated him extremely, so he didn't make a sound, so he heated the food. , And put it in place.

Looking at the extremely gentle Han Fei, the woman's hands were constantly clenched and loosened, as if her heart was very tangled.

"Let's go, let's turn off the lights and enter the house. If he comes out early to eat, the food will still be hot." Han Fei helped the woman into their bedroom.

Opening the closet, Han Fei laid the mattress on the floor again.

"What are you doing?" The woman sat on the edge of the bed, not understanding.

"I sleep on the ground." Han Fei's eyes were full of apologetics: "I am going to tell you some things in a few days. I will sleep on the ground before I say it."

He turned the phone to silent, put it on the bedside table to charge it, and then turned off the bedroom light: "You also have to rest early."

Han Fei felt the warmth in the bed, but he wondered why he still didn't trigger the task.

As time goes by, his situation will become more and more dangerous.

"The only good news now is that my mood is very high. If not everyone wants to kill me, living in this city is quite comfortable."

When sleepiness struck, Han Fei slowly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, there seemed to be someone walking in the dark, and a strange noise came from the living room.

Han Fei opened his eyes, he quietly got up and leaned on the bedroom door to listen.

Someone walked out from the second floor, then seemed to have opened the security door of the house and left.

"Is it Fu Sheng?"

After leaving home at night, the mood value may drop, and there is a high probability of hitting a ghost. After hesitating for a moment, Han Fei opened the bedroom door and walked out.

Fu Sheng is the owner of the shrine. If you want to trigger the task, you must contact him as soon as possible.

Putting on the clothes, Han Fei also opened the door and followed quietly.

After Han Fei left, the woman lifted the quilt, holding a sharp knife in her hand.

With a soft sigh, the woman endured the pain and put on her shoes, and followed out.

When Han Fei ran to the elevator, he found that the elevator had reached the fourth floor. He was afraid of losing Fu Sheng and rushed directly into the corridor.

Go all the way down and catch up.

When he ran out of the corridor, he happened to see a boy in a black sweater stopping in front of the garbage dump.

"Fu Sheng?"

Han Fei had seen the child in the managerial mission of the Happy Community. At that time, Fu Sheng was **** in a hospital bed in a hospital gown. At that time, Fu Yi seemed to have passed away.

"After Fu Yi died, Fu Sheng fell into a deeper despair. Am I going to reverse all this now?"

Following silently, Han Fei saw Fu Sheng throw a large bag of garbage onto the garbage dump, and then Fu Sheng bowed five times at the garbage dump before leaving.

"What's in the garbage dump? Why does he bow to the garbage dump?"

The city at night is much colder than during the day. There are no vehicles on the road and no obstructions around. Han Fei can only hide behind him to prevent Fu Sheng from discovering it.

Fu Sheng, who had thrown out the trash, walked towards the convenience store that was open 24 hours a day. On the road in front of the convenience store, there were a few young people talking and laughing. They didn’t look very old, pushing their motorcycles with their mouths in their mouths. Smoke, beer dangling in his hand.

Fu Sheng walked past them and entered the convenience store. He bought some daily necessities and walked out with a big bag.

This time he didn't leave directly, but stopped next to the young men riding motorcycles, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't stay here anymore, you bothered her."

Fu Sheng took out two bottles of yogurt from the bag and walked to the street lamp behind the group of people.

A girl’s black-and-white photo frame was placed next to the street lamp, and bunches of white flowers were also placed near the photo frame.

Putting the yogurt in front of the photo frame, Fu Sheng folded his hands together, as if meditating in his heart.

"Hey! Do you know this woman?" A man slammed Fu Sheng on the shoulder: "This girl who died in a car accident belongs to our school. She is the most annoying girl in the class, ugly and poor. , I always like to control this and that, she is just a squad leader, and she thought she was the principal."

After the man finished speaking, the others also laughed.

A girl sitting in the back seat of the man seemed to have been grudges against the deceased for a long time. She kicked the yogurt in front of the black and white photo frame and stepped on the white flowers: "Last time we joked with a'friend' in the class, that'friend' still She didn't say anything, but she ran out first. If it weren't for her troubles, we wouldn't have been punished so badly."

The girl stepped on the white flowers on the ground and was still puzzled. She wanted to kick the frame, but Fu Sheng knocked it away.

The girl didn't stand firmly and was tripped over the steps. All the young people who were still hippie smiling just now gathered around, and they blocked Fu Sheng in the middle.

"Do you dare to do it? Do you want to die?"

"catch him!"

"He probably has a crush on that ugly monster, and he ran over to deliver yogurt at night."

"Go, take him into the alley and educate him."

"Take that ugly picture, and I will pee on her head later."

Several young men parked their motorcycles, dragged Fu Sheng into the alley, and kicked his chest and abdomen fiercely.

"It's a shame, you regard yourself as a hero?" The purple-haired young man in the lead kicked Fu Sheng over: "Is that so? Get up! Don't you still want to speak for the person you like?"

Fu Sheng, wearing a sweater, stared at the purple hair, grabbed the rocks on the ground, and rushed towards the purple hair.

He has a fierce expression, but unfortunately there are too many people on the other side.

As soon as Fu Sheng got up, he was pushed down again, and the young men frantically kicked his body.

Pain came from all over the body. Fu Sheng held his head and rolled in the mud. His sweater was covered with shoe prints and dust.

"Continue to pretend?"

"Get up!"

Zimao kicked Fu Sheng's head severely: "Can't you get up? Should we stimulate you?"

Several young people all laughed. They threw the girl's last photo next to Fu Sheng, and then they were about to urinate in front of the photo.

Fu Sheng's head was dizzy and his fingers grasped the dirt on the ground. He tried to get up, but he was kicked down before he could stand still.

Planted on the ground ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His cheeks and arms are covered with bruises, mud and shoe prints all over him, and there is no one around to help him.

"Just like this sickness, you still learn from other heroes to save the United States?"

Zimao and his companions held Fu Sheng as if they were holding a scarred kitten. They pressed Fu Sheng on the photo, and then took out the phone to take pictures while preparing to pee at them.

"Boom!"

Before the gangsters could take any further action, a loud noise came from the alley. The gangsters looked out suspiciously and found that their motorcycle was kicked to the ground.

The dim light of the street lamp entered the alley, and a man in a shirt stood at the entrance of the alley.

The night disappeared, he was like an angry lion, his eyes full of killing intent, showing sharp fangs.

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