The Trial Game of Life

Walking through the streets and touching the scene, Lin Yandong remembered many things. Most of the things were while he was still alive. At that time, he also liked to wear long gowns, mostly moon-white, or blue-and-yellow, all kinds of people.

Only Xiao Tong, the second master, always likes to call his name. But he also allowed Lin Yandong to call his name, which is the equality of his heart after he received Western education.

After so many years, Lin Yandong has rarely remembered the past. Especially when Xiao Tong was not around and no one mentioned the past, those memories were locked and difficult to pry.

Until he changed his body, the rusty lock seemed to finally show signs of loosening, reminding him of the old days.

There happened to be a booth selling bean curd in front. Although it was opened by npc, the task would be triggered by sitting down, but Lin Yandong sat down generously.

He used to like Douhua.

At this time, Wen Xiaoming just rushed back to area a, and received successive letters from Leng Miao and news from Anning.

Before going to Area C to find Jin Cheng, Leng Miao sent a letter to Wen Xiaoming just in case. As for tranquility, she was entrusted by Peng Mingfan to convey to them the status of Chi Yan.

Wen Xiaoming, who received these two messages, frowned deeply. Over Chi Yan, most people should not know that he is the k27288 who issued the No. 8 movement. They should be careful and low-key, and there should be no problems for the time being, I am afraid that Lin Yandong is just--

Lin Yandong did not die, and actually changed Miao Qi's body.

Wen Xiaoming remembered that Qiu Qi, who was carrying a rocket launcher all day and was crazy before him, came to Lin Yandong but obediently obedient, and felt unbelievable.

In the last Crimson incident, they were kidnapped together as brothers and brothers. Going back to East Cross Street, Miao Qi also came to cooperate with them.

He remembered the past, but he died.

Wen Xiaoming was not very receptive to this kind of death, even though he had no great friendship with Miao Qi. Needless to think, the first time he found familiar intelligence dealers, news that Lin Yandong became Miao Qi, spread out in the shortest time.

As long as he hears this news, Leng Miao will know that he has received his letter. Chi Yan, they will also know that the failure to kill Lin Yandong, the three children are quite smart, Wen Xiaoming believes that they will temporarily avoid the limelight.

More importantly, Wen Xiaoming wanted to tear Lin Yandong's mask off him.

At the same time, the memories finally came to an end.

Jin Cheng looked at Tang Cuo lying in the pool of blood, and the cell phone screen slowly dimmed at his hand, and a heart slowly settled down. After a long time, he finally recovered his voice and asked, "Did you call me for your last phone call?"

"Huh." Tang Cuo's answer was light and flickless, without any trace of weight.

God asked him in Yorkshire, you clearly can live, why should you give up? Tang Cuo did not answer, he did not want to say, just as he did not want Jin Cheng to see this scene.

Because this is his own choice, he does not want this to become a burden for anyone.

"Your death is also related to me, right?" Jin Cheng looked directly at Tang Cuo's eyes. The darker the night, the brighter his eyes. The colder the surroundings, the hotter his heart.

"I took over the task you didn't complete." Tang Cuo's hands in his pockets gradually tightened, and his tone was a little low, but his face was still calm. "Retirement is a blinding method, and private investigators are also deliberately false. Fortunately, I finally completed the task."

He said, looking back, "I haven't told you that before you died, I was already your teammate."

I passed the team assessment, but I didn't wait until you came back.

Jin Cheng opened his mouth and wanted to ask again, but all the words were blocked in his throat and could not be asked. Tang Cuo had an obvious gunshot wound, but it was not fatal. If rescued in time, he could live.

But he died, why?

Jin Cheng wants to ask Tang Cuo why his mobile phone is at his hand. This is not a remote suburb. The ambulance is completely within reach. Why not call for help. But he immediately thought of the phone that was not dialed. He called for help, but it was not reached.

Even if it was on the verge of death, Jin Cheng did not think Tang Cuo would lose his mind, so there was only one possibility-he gave up on his own.

Tang Cuo died of excessive blood loss after being shot.

"I didn't tell you before, I was afraid you would think too much." Tang Cuo turned around and sat down on the road. His body was in the distance. His tone was calm, and he seemed very cold.

Was that unconnected phone call cut Tang Tang’s last hope of survival?

Yes.

Tang Cuo is a man who is used to giving up.

When he was left by the roadside when he was a child, he gave up his family decisively. Even if he knew where his mother lived, what his name was and what his phone number was, he said "I forgot".

He is a man with a good face just like Zhou Zheng. In fact, he has low self-esteem and coldness, and he is also awkward. He didn't care about those who abandoned him, and he didn't care much about his life, so when Jin Cheng appeared in his life, he felt particularly dazzling when he saw this person.

Will be attracted to him unconsciously.

When he smiled and asked, "Don't you think you are not good enough", your heart beats faster.

At this moment, Jin Cheng saw him sitting alone on the side of the road, looking calm and calm, and it seemed natural everywhere, but Jin Cheng just remembered that summer when he saw him walking alone on the road.

"I didn't think much about it." Jin Cheng knelt in front of him and forced him to look directly at his eyes. "Remember what I said? I chose freedom to survive and die."

Tang Cuo remembers that this was what Jin Cheng said when promulgating the No. 6 movement and lifting the suicide ban.

Jin Cheng continued: "I will not think you are a trouble, nor will you be guilty and treat you well, this matter will not change the relationship between us. You have completed the tasks I did not complete, I should feel for you proud."

Tang Cuo pursed his lips, and the apparent calmness could hardly be maintained. Almost every sentence of Jin Cheng is in the heart, he knows what he is afraid of and what he is worried about, just as he can read his expression from his face every time.

"But you have to promise me that you will have to work hard in the future. I have received your call now. It turns out that no one knows what will happen until the last minute, right? Don't give up at any time Myself."

Jin Cheng said, leaning in to hug him and repeating again: "Promise me."

For a long time, Tang Cuo replied: "Okay."

After receiving a positive answer, Jin Cheng still tightened his arms unconsciously. He couldn't imagine what Tang Cuo would feel when he lay here and waited for his death. This kind of fear was even more worrying than when he witnessed the promulgation of the music.

At this moment, he even began to thank the existence of Yongye City, at least to keep Tang Cuo's story on this icy night.

Everything is still too late.

When the picture of the memory gradually disappeared, the brief hug was forced to stop. The owner of the photo studio glanced at the hand they held together, his lips flicked, his two moustache trembling, impatient.

He immediately threw a black-and-white photo of the head, "Take it away, it's really boring. Would you like to take a wedding picture, take it elsewhere, what do you do with me? Disturb my business."

The unhappy boss almost drove Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng out of the shop.

When others were upset, Jin Cheng's mood recovered a little, and 120 points were exchanged for a memory. This sale was too cost-effective for him. When he walked out of the shop, he still held Tang Cuo's hand, seeming to make up his mind.

If it were in the past, Tang Cuo would definitely think it was too boring, but today is a special case, and it is difficult for him to refuse Jin Cheng. Just hold it, anyway, he doesn't care what other people think.

The speed of time in the memories is different from that of Yongye City. When they walked through the flow of people holding hands, the information about Lin Yandong and Miao Qi had spread from the game hall.

Many players are still receiving evil spirit badges in the game lobby, and the celebration has not affected their urgent mood to return home. But more people were shocked by the spread of the news. The twists and turns of the plot are almost endless.

Lin Yandong wanted to kill Tangcuo, and Tangcuo was rescued.

The people who saved Tang Cuo killed Lin Yandong, should he die?

No, Lin Yandong did not die. If someone jumps out at this time to say there is a reversal, I am afraid that the players of Yongye City will not be surprised.

At the same time, another sound spread in the game lobby.

"Who does Lin Yandong become, and what does it have to do with us? In the final analysis, they are all the so-called elites fighting in Area A. We are just pond fish that are affected. Who cares about our lives?"

This resentment is aimed not only at Lin Yandong, but also Jin Cheng, or even Tang Cuo, and everyone involved. Of course, more people still hold the evil spirit badge and keep silent.

There is no shortage of silent majority anywhere.

Mr. Crow personally ran to the game hall to host the celebration game here, and saw a few chaos, and laughed a few times. He always likes to watch the scenes of the players fighting, although the lamb's teeth are not sharp enough, but the bleating look is also funny.

At the crossroads of the Republic of China, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not yet know what was happening in the game hall. Lin Yandong also ended the game of Douhua Stall and got up to leave.

They are passing from south to east and from north to west, just passing by in the crowd.

Lin Yandong walked, walking unconsciously to the entrance of the g area. Two red lanterns hung next to the huge iron door, but the iron door was tightly closed and immobile.

In such a noisy festival day, the warden Xiao Tong closed the door to thank guests.

Lin Yandong looked at the closed door and unconsciously remembered many things. And while he was unconsciously in deep thought, a gunshot came from afar.

Lin Yandong was stunned, thinking someone was fighting. But players born in the new era soon heard that it was the starting voice on the playing field.

"Yongyecheng Marathon, now start--"

"three!"

"two!"

"One!"

"boom!"

Players forced to participate in the game, like ducks tumbling into the river, were pushed into the track by an invisible pair of hands. The track is the original Blackstone Long Street in Yongye City, but the game area is blocked by colored bands. Other players and npc can only wave flags outside the colored bands and shout.

In the middle of the arena, Chi Yan, Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan are running wildly.

Qian Wei: "Ahhhhhh! Why me again!!!"

Chi Yan: "Because of your crow mouth! My European Emperor's aura can't save you, tell me why!"

Peng Mingfan: "..."

Qian Wei looked up to the sky and said: "What's the most ridiculous and disgusting of the sports meeting!"