Rules-based ghost talk game

In the book review area, there were praises and belittlings, some contents moved Chen An to a complete mess, and some words were so cold that they seemed to turn into substantial sharp knives and pierce through his heart.

Chen An took a deep breath, he knew that these were normal.

Then, he closed the notebook, and he had to admit that all of this was as real as if he had actually written such a book, and then experienced it.

But in fact, what really makes Chen An feel sad is that as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer people left. This can be seen from the number of book reviews. The reason is also related to "his" writing level.

Part of the reason may be that people don’t like to feel sad and don’t like to see their own pain.

Perhaps, most people are already very uncomfortable in reality. After all, in the real world, few people can be happy all the time.

And when I see the protagonist in the book being wronged, I just stop reading.

Chen An shook his head. Demand always comes first, but in reality, not many people care.

However, Chen An is even more pleased to be able to retain those book friends who have seen this, which shows that even if those people are stuck in the mire of life, they will move forward firmly without fear.

He raised his head and glanced at the ceiling, as if looking at this fantasy world.

"What? Do you want to rely on this method to let me defeat myself?" Chen Andao said: "This is not enough."

Chen An knows that this illusion is an extremely advanced presentation. It is no longer simply a weird ability without any logic, thereby making himself crazy and self-destructive. Because such a method is effective for ordinary mutants, but it can

For people like me who have developed resistance for a long time, it has little effect.

Like the madness and self-destructive impulse just now, even though it was painful, Chen An believed that he could bear it.

But now, it seems that this extremely high-level pollution has produced natural Yanbian and become more advanced, creating such an illusion that allows one to destroy one's own will.

But...that's it?

Chen An looked at the ceiling, staring at the world.

It's this pollution.

To put it this way, this is called strategic contempt.

However, tactically, Chen An absolutely attaches great importance to it.

He pursed his lips slightly and put out the cigarette butt. He didn't believe that this fantasy world was just a simple computer and the follow-up development of the book he wrote, which seemed very reasonable, because this level was not enough!

Pollution cannot be carried away by oneself so easily.

Sure enough, Chen An found that the surrounding environment had changed. He seemed to have walked to the door, and there was a knock on the door.

Chen An took a breath, knowing that he didn't move.

That means the world has moved, and he hopes to come to the door.

Chen An hesitated a little, but took the initiative to open the door.

Since we must face it, it is better to be proactive than passive.

Chen An was slightly startled when he saw the person outside the door.

Outside the door, there is Sister Yijia, with a familiar innocent face, a homely off-white fluffy sweater, and black silk and bunny slippers underneath.

Chen An swallowed and spit, not because he was interested, but because he suddenly realized that something was wrong with everything.

"Chen An, where have you been? I haven't seen you for a long time."

Sister Yijia tilted her head and smiled at Chen An.

You know, in the past when Chen An was still in reality, Sister Yijia was almost Chen An's only friend. Their relationship was like a real sister and younger brother, otherwise Chen An would not have regarded Sister Yijia as an angel.

Even after experiencing the first story world, when Chen An returned to the ordinary home, the irritability of the fake sister Yijia also let Chen An know that that was not sister Yijia, and the real sister Yijia would not be like that.

Swearing. All of that is false.

Chen An said: "I'm going on a long journey."

"Oh, okay, why don't you invite me to come in and sit down?" Sister Yijia touched Chen An's face teasingly and said with a smile, "Little Chen An has lost weight. Are you going to eat ribs at night? How about some drinks with me?"

"

Chen An closed his eyes and clenched his fists slightly

tight.

Damn it.

Why is this tone, emphasis, and the temperature coming from your fingertips so real?

For a moment, he had the illusion that he had really gone home.

But immediately, Chen An threw this feeling away. It was fake! Everything was fake!

"Okay." Chen An responded with a smile. It's all fake, so just go with it. As long as you believe that it's all fake, it won't be true.

Sister Yijia walked in and closed the door. The next second, she suddenly pressed Chen An against the wall with her white onion-like fingers, and looked at Chen An with a pair of eyes.

Chen An was at a loss for a moment. He didn't feel any hurt. Instead, he didn't know whether it was because it was too real. He was a little nervous when he was suddenly knocked against the wall.

Damn it, what do you want in this fantasy?

"I miss you very much." Sister Yijia looked at Chen An's face, pursed her lips, and whispered softly: "After you left, I was very lonely. However, little Chen An, don't get me wrong, I just...

I’m used to the peace of mind of having little Chen An by my side.”

As Sister Yijia spoke, Chen An noticed that her voice was getting softer and softer, and her face was slightly red.

Chen An was silent.

"Xiao Chen An, you know, you are really important in my heart."

The distance between Sister Yijia's face and Chen An's was getting closer and closer, and Chen An could almost feel the hot breath filled with body fragrance, hitting his face like a lavender-scented heat stream.

"Sister Yijia is also very important in my heart." Chen An squeezed the corners of his mouth and showed a smile.

He felt his heart beating a little fast.

"But how could you leave without saying a word?"

Sister Yijia put her lips next to Chen An's ear and said with a hint of tears: "I was laughed at and ridiculed by my friends. They laughed at me!"

They said that the little fool that I had been showing off to them was out of my control..."

Chen An's face froze.

"Xiao Chen An, you are my sister, and you have always listened to my sister, right?"

Sister Yijia suddenly hugged Chen An. Chen An felt tender and soft, but there was no emotion at all. His mind went blank just because of the woman's words.

"Don't leave this time, don't leave. Okay, I will have a boyfriend and get married, but you have always been my brother and my harbor. If you think there is anything wrong with me, I will change it!"

Chen An's lips moved slightly and he opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"But you have to be obedient and good. You can't let me lose face outside, right?"

Sister Yijia's voice is still so familiar and nice.

But Chen An had no intention of listening to this.

Has it always been... like this?

He suddenly felt a little confused, and then his vision went dark. When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding scenery changed again.

It's still a familiar scene, but the place in front of you has turned into cold lime walls, a floor covered with light yellow dirt, and a ceiling with cold white light emitting from above.

This is a corridor!

There were doctors standing upside down all around.

Chen An suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the elevator entrance. A man with a demonic shape, wearing a white coat, with skinny hands and sharp fingers, was being strangled by invisible rules!

At the same time, this man is also bursting into madness before his death!

"Li Zimu!" ​​Chen An suddenly woke up.

This is the end of Jingshan Hospital!