Survivorship Bias

Lucy is a person who has been in the adult club all the year round. It is not surprising that these two people are a good match everywhere, which makes it even more reasonable.

"I just said, when you first came here, I thought you two were a couple."

The elevator door opened, Lucy went out first, leading the two all the way to the innermost door.

She poked the doorbell with her long fingernails, and when she saw the door opened automatically, she consciously fulfilled her mission and left voluntarily.

Before leaving, Lucy gave them a special wink and wished them a "happy evening".

Shen Ti was heartless, smiled at Lucy, then took An Wujiu's arm and led him inside.

"Good evening, Gabriel," Shen Ti rudely pulled up a chair and sat down as soon as he entered, "It looks very leisurely today, is it over?"

Gabriel was sitting on the sofa in a bathrobe, half an e-cigarette in his hand, and that pink afro looked extra fluffy tonight.

Of course he could hear the ridicule in Shen Ti's tone, "Yeah, aren't you also very leisurely?"

An Wujiu didn't sit down and didn't want to talk too much, so he said straight to the point: "Maguire is dead."

He raised his hand and showed Gabriel the game panel of the altar, which showed the same player page, in which Maguire's avatar was already gray, and there was a red cross on it, A brief description of [Player has been eliminated] is attached.

Gabriel suddenly stood up from the sofa, strode to An Wujiu, and carefully confirmed Maguire's death.

"Really dead..." He looked very excited, raised his head and looked at An Wujiu.

From his eyes, An Wujiu read out the complicated emotions of long-term hatred.

“You hate him so much?” An Wujiu asked him.

The joy on Gabriel's face quickly faded, and it was a little gloomy.

"If it were you, you would hate him too." He put his hand on the low table beside Shen Ti's chair and threw the electronic cigarette on it, "I'm just such a sister, Ma Kui. Er, that **** can beat her to the point of paralysis, and her entire lower body is unconscious, and she is still being raised in a private hospital, waiting for the latest artificial spine to be transplanted in the second half of the year."

While speaking, Gabriel couldn't help sighing, "If I had known that this **** dared to do something, I would have destroyed his leg when they were first together. He was still carrying Human life, hit-and-run accident, and the victim's family is still looking for him."

Gabriel sneered, "It's so much cheaper to die!"

An Wugui didn't feel anything at first, but now, hearing Gabriel say this, he couldn't help but sympathize with the man in front of him.

"Don't say that, the first time I saw the two of you, I knew you had the ability to fight him to death."

"It doesn't count." An Wujiu whispered, "He just died at the hands of his allies."

"It's also because he's too stupid and arrogant."

Gabriel's room has a floor-to-ceiling window on the south side, An Wujiu didn't notice it last time, but this time he saw the firelight outside.

From the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see an open space in the residential area, like an abandoned stadium. Someone was burning fire in the open space, the fire reflected on the ground, An Wu Jiu found that there were many red marks on the ground, like symbols painted by someone with paint.

People in the firelight bowed their heads for a while, stood up and danced for a while, very much like a primitive tribal sacrifice.

With the towering holographic projection not far away, the gap between eras seems to have been integrated into this land.

"What is this doing?" Shen Ti also saw it.

"Recently, there are some people who believe in cults." Gabriel seems to be commonplace, "It was broadcast yesterday, a man went crazy in the square ***, some people said that he was infected with a prosthetic limb and affected his brain nerves, Some people also said that he believed in some messed up teachings and wanted to get a new life."

He said contemptuously, "If you burn yourself, burn yourself. There are too many people with brain problems, and I wish there was less. Just don't harm other people."

An Wujiu looked at the people in the open space outside the window, their burning ashes hovered above the firelight. These people made him involuntarily think of the copy he had experienced.

"It turns out that some people really believe in cults, and technology is already so developed."

"Of course." Gabriel shook his head, "Don't you realize that the more advanced technology is, the emptier human beings will be? Everyone has been eroded by technology, people are not like people, machines are not like machines, I don't know What to live for, how to live. Once life has no hope, either die or find a hope for yourself.”

He also looked at the group of people in the open space, and only felt sorry for them.

"When people are most empty, people are most likely to be taken advantage of by so-called beliefs."

"How can God have time to save them?" Gabriel sneered, "Maybe they are waiting for them to sacrifice and resurrect these so-called false gods and evil gods."

An Wujiu was silent, she actually agreed with Gabriel’s words in her heart.

He doesn't believe that there really is a god, if there is, they see the miserable believers, and they are not moved.

Then are they bless these people who ask for asylum, or are they using them.

After talking about this, Gabriel consciously said that he was far away, picked up the electronic cigarette again, stuffed it into his mouth and took a puff, exhaling blue-purple smoke.

Shen Ti raised his hand and fanned the cigarette, and blue-purple smoke floated around his head.

"Speaking of which, I asked an acquaintance about your mother." Gabriel sat down and made another gesture to An Wujiu, indicating that he should also sit down.

An Wu Jiu listened to him, sat next to Shen Ti, only to hear Gabriel sigh, and a bad premonition immediately came into his heart.

“My mother she…” An Wujiu frowned, “Did something happen?”

Gabriel looked up at his face, and only felt that this kid was also miserable. He cared about his relatives as much as himself, but he couldn't help it, and he felt a little pity in his heart.

"Are you sure you remember correctly?" He tried to make An Wujiu recall carefully, "She is really in the hospital, are you mistaken?"

An Wu Jiu had doubts about his memory.

But those pictures were too deep, so clearly engraved in his mind, he could even recall the faint lines on his mother's pale face lying on the hospital bed.

“I’m not sure.” An Wujiu still faced the doubts in his heart.

Gabriel's clenched brows loosened, and he was silent for a while, as if thinking about the words, "That's it, I asked someone to search the hospitals in the whole city, big and small. , the public and private, I have searched, but I don't have the name you gave me."

"Isn't that the real name used?" Shen Ti looked at An Wujiu.

"I also tried other things, such as age, race, and re-screened according to these criteria, but I didn't see a woman who matched your statement. I thought it was very strange, so I expanded the scope, It's not just the list of hospital admissions, but all the citizens." Gabriel looked at An Wujiu, his face gradually became a little uneasy.

Seeing An Wujiu's calm face, he finally decided to tell him.

Gabriel turned the ring on his **** and projected a page for both of them.

"A friend found this for me, look, it's your mother."

An Wujiu looked at the projection in front of him, there were a few short lines of words, and there was a photo on top, the woman in the photo was about thirty years old, her eyes were dark but unfocused, With black hair in the back of his head, his snow-white face was almost bloodless, but it was beautiful, very beautiful.

This is a bit different from the mother in An Wujiu's memory, she is younger, and it also brings back some bad memories.

Some pictures that he had never seen before suddenly appeared in his mind. The woman in the projection stood in front of him and set fire to the house they were in. Her face was illuminated by the firelight. Red and beautiful. And he was burned in the fire, and the flames almost rushed to his throat. He was like a witch hunted in the Middle Ages, tied to a pillar and burned alive.

Shen Ti felt that An Wugui's state was not right, and put his hand on the back of his hand.

"It's okay."

An Wujiu came out of the memories that did not belong to him, his chest heaved slightly, very uneasy.

Gabriel also felt strange to see him like this, but he compared the An Wu Jiao in front of him with the woman in the projection.

"If you didn't look so alike, I wouldn't suspect it was her."

An Wujiu stared at the few words on the projection.

At least the name is correct.

But the woman above was not born with the disease in An Wugui's memory, but a mental illness.

And she is dead, ten years ago, by suicide.

Shen Ti frowned slightly.

How come this is.

He thought about many possibilities, but he never thought that the mother that An Wujiu had been looking for was gone ten years ago.

turned his face, Shen Ti looked at An Wujiu, his face still had that very calm and composed expression, just staring straight at the words on the projection, very unwilling to give up look.

But at present, this fact has no room for turning around,

Gabriel also felt the atmosphere was heavy, after all, he was also a person who cared about his family very much, but he was very bad at comforting, and felt that people like An Wujiao didn’t really need comfort, so he went on to say down.

"I don't know what's wrong with your memory, so I can only tell you what I found." The page jumps to the next page, "This is what I found, this The woman's medical history record, delusional disorder, is actually not a serious disease, but she was sent to a mental hospital in the city. The hospital has now closed down, and there is not much information left. All in all, she chose to commit suicide after entering. "

An Wu Jiao did not speak, and listened to his description quietly.

"That's all I can find about her before."

The page shows her marital status, this part is consistent with An Wujiao's memory, her husband is Asian like her, and they have a son and a daughter.

But these information are incomplete. There is no record of his husband's ID and specific work, including An Congnan himself and their children.

An Wujiu thought, if he is her son, then the sister who ran away from home in memory also exists.

But did she really run away from home?

"If you were her child..." Gabriel said, "you should have a citizen chip, and you can get a lot of information with just one scan."

"I don't have it." To facilitate his inquiry, An Wujiu said it directly.

Gabriel nodded and promised him, "I'll look for you again, it's really strange, you know, my business often has friction with customers, so I often check Check the property of the guests, there are not many like this."

Shen Ti asked: "How?"

"As long as you have a chip, as long as you can find the ID, every transaction from your birth to your death is recorded. How can people now have privacy? A person is just a database. Even you You can find out what color underwear you're wearing on the bed."

Gabriel said it vulgarly, but it is true, and this is what An Wujiu finds strange.

"It's the first time I've seen such little information, and it feels like it's been deliberately hidden or deleted."

Gabriel took another puff of cigarette, "But there are still many places to check, and the closed mental hospital is a place to start. Don't worry, you can help me get rid of the enemy, this is my favor Of course it will help.”

Just as he was talking about this, someone knocked on the door, as if calling out to Gabriel, saying that someone was making trouble below.

"That's all for today." Gabriel put down the cigarette in his hand, got up and said to the two, "You will stay with me tonight, I have prepared a room for you, and someone will be there in a while. Take you there. I heard that the games in the altar are very dangerous, I guess you are tired, just relax and take a break with me. "

Although Gabriel has the appearance and physique of a deputy gangster, he is actually a warmhearted person.

An Wujiu didn't want to touch him, and thought that he and Shen Ti couldn't even stay in a hotel, and now going to Yang Erci's place would be disturbing, Gabriel's place is indeed a good place.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Gabriel patted him on the shoulder, and followed the subordinates waiting outside the door.

In less than a minute, the person Gabriel said would take them to the suite came, a young boy with freckles on his face, made An Wujiu think of Josh .

"You two, please come with me."

The little boy spoke quickly and enthusiastically. In the elevator, he kept telling them what wines and desserts were delicious here, but An Wujiu never responded, only Shen Tiying and a few words.

until they went to the top floor, the boy gave them two bracelets, "801 is yours, you can live in 802. If you need anything, just press the button on the bracelet. Find me and I'll come up to serve you right away."

Shen Ti was originally a person who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside. Unless he takes the initiative, he is not the type who is not willing to fight, but he thinks of An Wu Jiu by his side, although he looks indifferent on the outside , but he was actually the most polite and best talker. Thinking of him, Shen Ti couldn't ignore the waiter in front of him.

"Please give us some of your recommended dishes tonight, I'm going to be hungry in a while, thank you."

The other party smiled brightly, with a little blush in his ears, "You're welcome, guest, I'll go down and order for you."

When the little boy walked away, Shen Ti heard the sound of the elevator door opening, then turned to ask An Wujiu, "Do you want to live with me, or do you want to stay by yourself for a while?"

He knew that An Wu Jiu was in a bad mood, so he wanted to give him enough space.

An Wujiu raised his eyes, the dim light of the corridor shone on his face, making his facial features and contours appear softer than usual.

He doesn't know what he wants right now.

But Shen Ti gave up waiting for him to answer, and chose to take the bracelet from An Wujiu's hand and put it in his own pocket.

"Didn't I say, you have to take the initiative to choose me."

He took An Wujiao's hand very lightly, clasped it with his fingers, then opened one of the doors and led him in.

The decoration in the room is white, not warm, but it is very spacious and clean.

"I'm only with you, you don't have to talk." Shen Ti's voice was gentle, "Tell me what you want, and what you don't want me to do."

He doesn't want to pretend to be good at loving in front of An Wu Jiao, he is not, and he is afraid of making mistakes, so he needs An Wu Jiao's guidance.

Seeing the concentration and tenderness on Shen Ti's face, An Wu Jiu suddenly thought of the way he first saw him.

It is hard to imagine that this person is now completely his own.

An Wu Jiu didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and unbuttoned Shen Ti's windbreaker.

Shen Ti felt a little tight in his back for a moment.

He didn't know it was tension.

But An Wu Jiao just unbuttoned his jacket, then stretched out his hands and hugged him.

He put his face in front of Shen Ti's collarbone and wrapped his arms around his waist. The whole figure seemed to get into Shen Ti's coat, escaping everything from the outside world.

At this time, An Wugui desperately needs a close touch, a rich smell and a blended temperature to prove that the person in front of you is not an illusion.

It is not a beautiful bubble that was given to him and will be taken back.

Shen Ti's heart softened suddenly.

He discovered a strange fact.

In the past, he couldn't understand why people feel sad about death.

People always die, sooner or later.

No one's life is precious enough for Shen Ti to feel sorry for.

But at this moment, he seemed to feel the pain in An Wujiu's heart, like an icy river, slowly flowing from him to himself.

“So she is already dead.” An Wujiu’s voice was very soft, as if the wind would disperse.

When he learned that the mother he was looking for might be dead, his brain was blank.

He didn't know why there was such a big discrepancy between reality and memory, but it was.

Because of memory loss, even the grief seems incoherent and abrupt. It seems that he should find out his background and why he lost his memory, instead of indulging in the pain that has been delayed for ten years.

But no matter how slow it is, the pain will still spread.

He couldn't help raising his hand and gently stroked the hair behind An Wujiao.

Shen Ti thought for no reason that he had met a mother with a child in a certain game.

So he imitated the way the mother coaxed the child, put his palm behind An Wujiu, and patted his back gently.

This made An Wu Jiao feel that he was being cared for for the first time.

But the strange thing is that this feeling seems familiar again, as if he had received such blessings in his childhood.

However, he knew very well that even his memories were false, not to mention the illusory feeling.

An Wujiu raised his face and looked at Shen Ti's green eyes.

Shen Ti's left hand slid down and put it on his waist, and he naturally lowered his head and kissed his lips, very lightly, like a dragonfly on water.

"You and me."

Shen Ti kissed him again.

This person who was once world-weary and only wanted to die quickly, is now making a tender promise to An Wujiu.

"I won't leave you."