My Iyashikei Game

"Why don't you get off work?"

Han Feidou landlord has won from 5,000 to 200,000. He searched for information on the Internet for a long time, and watched the news for a long time, but it was still not time to get off work.

With a dry cough, Han Fei looked at his four subordinates, everyone was inspired by him and were working hard to create.

"Yes, they are very energetic."

Nodding with a smile, Han Fei walked to the office window and briefly moved his body.

The setting sun shone on his face, and Han Fei enjoyed the last remaining temperature of the sun. After dark, he not only had to guard against the living, but also guard against the dead.

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

The shrine memory world entered this time is much larger than 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, and the huge Ferris wheel looks like a living person's eyeball." Han Fei turned his head and looked to the other side: "The large white building on the west side looks like a broken face, similar to a plastic surgery hospital in the deep world. , Could it be that the memory world in the shrine in Paradise Lost and the memory world in the shrine in the plastic surgery hospital are interconnected?"

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, stop work!" Han Fei turned off the alarm clock, but when he turned around, he found that all four of his subordinates were looking at him. Even Li Guoer, who wanted to kill him the most, was only surprised now.

"Team leader, you also set an alarm clock to remind you to get off work?" A male team member reminded Han Fei in a low voice: "If Sister Zhao finds out about this, I'm afraid it's not a good idea."

"It's the company's regulations to leave work at five o'clock. Is it wrong for me to obey the company's arrangements?" Han Fei took the lead and turned off the computer: "What are you doing, saving the documents, and preparing to go home."

In order to play an exemplary role, Han Fei put on a suit and walked outside first.

He just walked out of the office when he saw Zhao Qian coming out of the house, and he said hello warmly: "Sister Qian, are you off work too?"

"Get off work?" Zhao Qian walked up to Han Fei and threw the document in her hand into Han Fei's hand: "You can't come up with a set of actions over and over again, and you still want to get off work?"

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

"Fu Yi, are you pissed off at me because you were fired as a game designer of Eternal Life?" Zhao Qian was very aura: "Don't be like a child, if you even have a love relationship with a child If the game is not done well, it only means that there is no problem with the decision of me and other executives!"

"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 thinking of the company's interests." Han Fei gave Zhao Qian the document in his hand again. : "If you don't do it well, you don't need to tell me, I'll leave by myself."

Carrying the bag, Han Fei walked downstairs after he finished speaking.

"The team leader is a bit handsome, dare to talk to President Zhao like this."

"I always feel that there is a special relationship between the team leader and President Zhao, and my intuition has always been 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're both gone, can we go? We usually work overtime until eight o'clock, why don't we go and water the fake tree and wait for a while?"

"Okay, heroes see the same thing."

Han Fei was the first to walk out of the company. For the first time, he experienced the 9-to-5 life, and he felt pretty good.

"Just go home before it gets dark." Han Fei walked in the front, Li Guoer walked behind with his bag on his back, as if he would take out a knife from the bag at any time, frightened Han Fei neither dared to walk too fast, nor did he Don't go too slow.

After being tailed down a street, Han Fei stopped: "Li Guo'er, I remember you drove to work. Is your car still in the company's parking lot?"

"You did see me in the car." Li Guo'er's voice became scary: "You clearly saw it, so why pretend that nothing happened? Are you pretending to show me?"

"Wait a minute, I'll give you some ideas. I, Fu Yi, are a complete asshole, and it's not a pity to die. But you're different, you're really a good girl, if you kill me, you will kill yourself in vain. I've been there for the rest of my life." Han Fei and Li Guo'er kept their distance: "When I've dealt with everything, I'll choose a method to atone for my sins without you having to do it."

Li Guo'er looked at Han Fei before saying, "Do you think I still believe your nonsense?"

"It's true this time."

No one spoke again. A few minutes later, Li Guoer grabbed her backpack and turned to leave.

There was a lot of traffic on the street, and Han Fei took a light breath: "Or I'd better resign."

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

"The mood value may drop after dark, so it's better to stay indoors to be safe."

When he stepped out of the elevator and was about to reach the door of his house, his cell phone suddenly rang, and a man named Mr. Li called him.

"Xiao Fu, are you off work? Let's play together, let's clear up first, and then turn around after getting a little drunk."

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

"You're not giving face, are you? Let me tell you, there's something good going on tonight! Hurry up and come here!" It was obviously not the first time that Mr. Li went out for a drink with Fu Yi.

"The phone is almost out of power, let's talk again when we have a chance." Han Fei hung up the phone, and he began to look through the keys in his pocket. Before the keys were turned out, the door was opened.

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

Han Fei, who lives alone, is used to holding the key to open the door by himself, and he is not used to having someone help him open the door occasionally.

"Thank you, stinky boy." Han Fei had a kind smile on his face. The boy saw Han Fei smiling, and he seemed very happy himself, and ran into the living room.

The woman walked out of the kitchen and saw Han Fei, her eyes flashed with surprise: "Why did you come back so early today?"

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

"The meal may have to wait."

"It's okay, you rest, I'm going to cook today, haven't you tried my craft yet?" Han Fei has a lot of skill points, and he has also upgraded his cooking skills to an advanced level.

Walking to the woman's side, Han Fei wrapped his hands around her waist without touching her. He simply took off the apron and put it on himself: "I'll show you my hand today."

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

After cutting the side dishes and heating the oil, Han Fei's movements were extremely skilled, just like a chef in a restaurant. It didn't take long for the aroma of meat to waft from the kitchen.

"It's so fragrant!" Fu Tian ran to the door of the kitchen, inhaling the fragrance in a big mouthful, exaggerated action.

"There's a lot of fumes here. You go out first, and I'll fix it right away."

Han Fei moved very quickly, and he quickly prepared three dishes and one soup. He brought the food to the table, and the house was full of aromas.

"Are you so good at cooking?" The surprise in the woman's eyes could already overflow.

Fu Tian couldn't hold back and secretly took a sip: "Wow! It's delicious! Dad's cooking is even better than Mom's!"

"Mom's cooking is also delicious, and Dad likes to eat the food made by his mother the most." Han Fei carried the little boy to the chair, and he looked at the room on the second floor again: "I'll go and call him."

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

He knocked on the door lightly and said into the house, "Fu Sheng, come out to eat."

Before he finished speaking, a heavy object slammed on the door, and the children in the door seemed to be angry when they heard Han Fei's voice.

Instead of staying at the door, Han Fei did not force Fu Sheng, nor did he quarrel with him, but returned to the living room.

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

"Let's eat it while it's hot." Han Fei was eating a hot meal and looked at his wife and children at the table, which was in stark contrast to the previous shrine's mission.

"The task of inheriting the shrine is very difficult. It seems that the survival problem we will face this time is not caused by food, clothing, housing and transportation, but by other things."

It has been almost a whole day since he entered the shrine memory world, and Han Fei still did not trigger any quest prompts, and he became more and more uneasy.

After eating, he simply tidied up the table, and was stopped by a woman when he was about to wash the dishes: "You sit and rest, you are tired after a day's work."

The woman went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, while Han Fei sat on the sofa with the little boy.

He could feel that Fu Yi should seldom accompany the children. Fu Tian was uncomfortable sitting with him, with his hands on his knees, he didn't dare to look at Han Fei directly, and only dared to take a peek at Han Fei occasionally.

"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 father, but it was strange that when he acted with heart, the little boy instead more scared.

Shaking his head slightly, Han Fei stopped using master-level acting skills, he squatted beside the child like a big child, and looked at Fu Tian: "Just after dinner, do we want to play some game? Do you know how old the old wolf is? Did you order this game?"

Han Fei and Fu Yi are actually two personalities. Han Fei can see it from the attitude of his children and his wife.

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 stronger. He felt that he worked to support the family and was the backbone of the family, so he brought this "strong" arrogance into 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 the two of them played in the living room.

The child's laughter kept ringing, and the woman who was doing the dishes looked at what was going on in the living room, and a certain decision in her heart seemed to be shaken.

The hand holding the dishcloth slowly exerted force. She looked at the various knives next to the chopping board, and listened to the happy laughter of the children outside, but what came to her mind were those deceitful words and countless grievances.

"Snapped!"

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

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

The woman stretched her finger to the wardrobe in the bedroom, and Han Fei hurried over. By the time he found the medicine box, the woman had already stood up.

"I'll clean up later." Han Fei helped the woman to the sofa, and he closed the kitchen first

door to prevent children from running in, and then opened the medicine cabinet and began 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 didn't seem to have any defense against her. Her eyes turned to the fruit knife on the coffee table. Kill the man in front of you and end all suffering.

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

"Stop doing housework recently, have a good rest, and you can order takeout when I'm not at home at noon." Han Fei let the woman lie down on the sofa, and he went into the kitchen and started cleaning the debris.

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

After they were all cleaned up, the family of three sat on the sofa watching TV. Han Fei, who was proficient in advanced knives, showed Fu Tian how to peel apples.

Now Fu Tian looks at Han Fei like he looks at Superman. For a child, peeling an apple like that is already an amazing thing.

Han Fei has been teasing Fu Tian. At first, he wanted to make Fu Tian happy to reduce his wife's hatred and prevent him from being killed by a knife when he fell asleep at night, but gradually he really felt that playing with children was one of a kind. A very happy thing.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Han Fei sent Fu Tian back to his room and told him stories by the bed to lull him to sleep.

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

Finally, the woman came over and put Fu Tian to sleep.

"Let's rest early, too." Han Fei turned his head and glanced at the second floor: "It's been a long time since he came out."

"He doesn't want to see us, and 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 treats Fu Sheng as her own son.

"The food is cold, why don't I go and warm him up and put it at the door." Han Fei walked upstairs quietly. He knew that Fu Sheng hated him extremely, so he didn't make a sound. , and put it back in place.

Looking at the extremely gentle Han Fei, the woman's hand kept clenching and loosening, as if her heart was very entangled.

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

Opening the closet, Han Fei spread the mattress on the ground again.

"What are you doing?" The woman sat beside the bed, a little puzzled.

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

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

Han Fei felt the warmth in the quilt, but he wondered why the mission still hadn't been triggered.

As time passed, his situation would become more and more dangerous.

"The only good news right now is that my mood value is very high. If everyone didn't want to kill me, it would be quite comfortable to live in this city."

The sleepiness struck, and Han Fei slowly fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, someone seemed to be walking in the dark, and there was an abnormal noise from the living room.

Han Fei opened his eyes, and he quietly got up, lying on the bedroom door and listening.

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

"Is it Fu Sheng?"

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

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

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

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

Sighing softly, 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 already descended to the fourth floor. He was afraid of losing Fu Sheng and rushed into the corridor.

All the way down, chasing closely.

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

"Fu Sheng?"

Han Fei had seen the child during the managerial assignment of Xingfu Community. At that time, Fu Sheng was wearing a hospital gown and was tied to the hospital bed. At that time, Fu Yi seemed to have passed away.

"After Fu Yi's death, 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 that rubbish heap? Why is he bowing to the rubbish heap?"

The city in the middle of the night is much colder than in the daytime. There are no vehicles on the road, and there are no obstructions around. To prevent Fu Sheng from finding out, Han Fei can only hide far behind.

Fu Sheng, who had finished throwing out the garbage, walked towards the 24-hour convenience store. On the road in front of the convenience store, there were a few young people talking and laughing. They didn't look very old. Smoke, beer in hand.

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

This time he did not leave directly, but stopped beside the young people riding motorcycles and said in a hoarse voice, "No.

You're going to stay here, you're arguing with her. "

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

There was a black and white photo frame of a girl next to the street lamp, and bunches of white flowers were placed near the frame.

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

"Hey! Do you know this girl?" A man bumped Fu Sheng's shoulder: "This girl who died in a car accident is from our school. She is the most annoying girl in the class, ugly and poor. , she always likes to take care of this, she is a broken monitor, she thinks she is the principal."

After the man finished speaking, several others laughed.

A girl sitting in the back seat of the man seemed to have a long-standing grudge against the deceased. She kicked over 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 wasn't for her troublesomeness, the few of us would not have been punished so badly."

The girl stepped on the white flower on the ground and was still angry. She wanted to kick the photo frame, but was knocked away by Fu Sheng.

The girl stumbled over the steps when she didn't stand firm. This time, all the young people who were still smiling just now surrounded him, and they blocked Fu Sheng in the middle.

"You dare to do it? Are you courting death?"

"catch him!"

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

"Go, bring it into the alley to educate him."

"Take that ugly photo, I'll pee on her head later."

A few young people parked their motorcycles, dragged Fu Sheng into the alley, and kicked him violently in the chest and abdomen.

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

Fu Sheng, who was wearing a sweater, glared at the purple hair, grabbed the stones on the ground, and rushed towards the purple hair.

His expression was fierce, but it was a pity that there were too many people on the other side.

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

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 dress?"

"Get up!"

Zi Mao kicked Fu Sheng's head fiercely: "Can't you get up? Do we need to stimulate you?"

Several young people all laughed. They threw the girl's photo next to Fu Sheng, and prepared to urinate on the photo.

Fu Sheng's head was dizzy and heavy, his fingers gripped the soil on the ground, he tried to get up, but was kicked down again before he could stand firm.

Planted on the ground, his cheeks and arms were full of bruises, mud and shoe prints all over his body, and there was no one around to help him.

"Just like this ill look, do you still learn from other people's heroes to save beauty?"

Zi Mao and his companions grabbed Fu Sheng as if they were holding a scarred kitten. They pressed Fu Sheng to the posthumous photo, and then took out their mobile phones to take pictures while preparing to pee on them.

"Bang!"

Before the gangsters made any further movements, a loud noise came from the entrance of the alley. Those gangsters looked out in confusion, and found that their motorcycles had been kicked to the ground.

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

The night disappeared, and he looked like an angry lion, his eyes full of killing intent, and his sharp fangs were exposed.