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After having breakfast, the two packed up the tableware. 7 Put two lounge chairs and a small wooden table in front of the window in the living room of Chaoyang, and took out a set of delicate tea cups, and said to Lu Chu: "Come here and have some tea. "

Lu Chu walked over, stood by the window, looked out of the window, and in his eyes was a small yard planted with a tree that Lu Chu could not name, and under the corner of the yard was a small bush. At this time, the outside season is about early autumn, and a few half-yellow leaves float down after the wind.

7 Shun Lu Chu's gaze looked outward, his hands kept moving, slowly and elegantly brewing tea: "Do you like it? Sorry, I can't take you out of this house yet."

Lu Chu heard his words lightly and shook his head. He naturally knew that as a "kidnapping criminal", letting himself move freely in the villa was probably the act of walking on the bottom line of the "rules."

If 7 really allows himself to move freely in the courtyard, then the "rules" will inevitably detect their anomalies and make corresponding clearing actions.

Just in Lu Chusi, 7 has already made tea.

Lu Chu took the tea handed over by 7 and looked at the glaze on the edge of the tea cup. After a moment of sacrifice, he sipped the tea and smiled at 7: "It seemed like the last century was so comfortable last time."

"Such opportunities are indeed rare," 7 folded his hands in front of him, leaned on a recliner, lowered his eyes, and long thick eyelashes dropped a thin shadow at the bottom of his eyes. up to you."

After hearing the words, Lu Chu looked at him: "7How did you enter the 'inning' to replace the characters in it?"

7 does not hide: "Although the" rule "I belonged to was only an order at first, it took too long afterwards. After I did n’t know the number of clearing tasks, I felt it had His own thoughts. "

7 sat up and continued: "But it is useless to derive more self-awareness, because the 'rule' is bound to the player at the beginning, and once the selected players die, the 'rule' will destroy itself."

"That is," Lu Chu guessed after his words, "in a sense, the player and the 'rule' are a symbiotic relationship."

This "symbiotic relationship" became particularly apparent after the "rules" began to become conscious-the 'rules' did not want to disappear, and the players did not want to die.

"Well, so far, I've been at a balance point with it. As long as it doesn't deliberately do something that violates the bottom line of the 'rules', it will stand on my side."

In violation of the 'rules' bottom line, 7 have done only one thing, and that is to save Lu Chu.

The third day of imprisonment.

7I do n’t know where to bring back many potted plants, succulents, large bonsai, and ornamental flowers.

Lu Chu and he joined forces to move these potted plants into the second-floor balcony and put them in a good-looking pattern. 7 The first day's recliner table was also moved there. After cleaning up, the balcony on the entire second floor is like a small garden. Looking out from the balcony, you can see the tree from yesterday. The wind in the early autumn is very comfortable. Lie down, looking at the blue sky, sleepy.

In the evening, the two had dinner and watered the potted plants on the balcony to talk about the sky. After eating, Lu Chu sighed again and lay on the reclining chair.

7 naturally accompany him.

The weather was fine on that day, the night sky was dark blue, the stars were bright, and the clouds were light.

"Tomorrow is a good day." Lu Chu's eyes were gentle and bright.

7 didn't look at the sky, but looked at Lu Chu side by side, his lips lip: "Well, it will be a good day."

The weather in the next few days was really good. The sky was clear and the sky was clear.

Lu Chu goes to bed early and gets up early every day, cooking, eating, chatting with 7 and taking care of the flowers and plants on the balcony.

The two occasionally talked about heaven, but tacitly never talked about the "bureau" and "rules", but lived each day blandly. It's easy to live a day without a day, and then what they will encounter is unknown.

Eighth day in captivity.

Lu Chu was standing on the balcony, carefully watering the pot with a kettle, and thought for a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the day before everything had begun, and repeated the ordinary but stable life every day. The radish occasionally was cute, but most He is always a close friend, and although he can't see it, he enjoys every moment.

"What's wrong?" 7 came up and saw Lu Chu in a daze, so he asked.

Lu Chu looked back, lowered the kettle in his hand, stretched his body slightly and laughed: "Suddenly remembered something from the past, it was probably time."

7 came forward and stood side by side with him: "It will rain tomorrow afternoon."

"Huh?" Lu Chu was surprised and turned to look at him, "Will it be a long time?"

"Four days."

That's the next day.

The twelfth ... day?

Ninth day in captivity.

It really rained.

The torrential rain came fiercely, the wind rolled over the leaves, and the sky was low and dim, like a breath.

Fortunately, Lu Chuhe 7 had already moved the flowers and plants on the balcony into the room in the morning.

The two sat in front of the living room window, listening to the noise and thunder of the thunderstorm outside, the wind howling. Lu Chu, wearing a large coat, handed the freshly cooked hot sweet pear water to 7, picked up another cup, took a sip, and sighed cozily: "The ideal old age."

But Lu Chu knew that for the time being he was afraid of not having "old age."

It really rained in the next few days, sometimes pouring down, sometimes leaping, and never stopped.

Twelfth day in captivity.

The rain stopped.

Lu Chu washed his clothes and put them on the balcony, and the plants moved back to the balcony on the second floor.

After the rain, the autumn was more intense, and the leaves on the tree were a half yellow, and the wind blew and trembled.

From the closet in the room, Lu Chu pulled out the thicker clothes and put them in a conspicuous position. On the 7th: "It's cold, you need to wear thick spots, otherwise you will catch cold easily."

7 nodded: "OK."

Obviously it will end all tomorrow, but the two talked about the sky as if they would live for a long time, preparing for the coming cold autumn.

That night, the two laughed and said goodnight to each other.

Thirteenth day in captivity.

When Lu Chu woke up, he only felt heavy-headed and groggy. He lay down and struggled a few times before reluctantly opening his eyes.

He soon found that he had no strength to move his fingers, as if he had been hit with anesthetic.

Blinking his eyes, his vision gradually became clear, and then Lu Chu found that his hands and feet were being tied to an operating table, next to the white shadowless lamp.

7 Wearing a white gown, she twirled her cuffs in a pendant motion.

Seeing Lu Chu awake, 7 lifted his feet and walked to the operating table.

Lu Chu was still a little awake. She subconsciously smiled toward 7 gently, 7 slightly stunned, then reached out and rubbed Lu Chu's eyebrows: "Sorry, would you feel uncomfortable?"

Lu Chu shook his head, he knew that this was the necessary process to end this round-the player was selected for surgery and then killed the kidnappers.

Lu Chu couldn't do the "anti-kill" process, but 7 said that he had his own way.

"Lu Chu," 7 slowly picked up the scalpel on the table, "you have to live."

Lu Chu nodded.

"Don't trust others easily."

"it is good."

"Don't be soft-hearted."

"it is good."

Finally, 7 looked straight into Lu Chu's eyes: "Trust me."

Lu Chu smiled and nodded: "Okay."

7 Raised the corner of one lip, then turned the sharp scalpel in his hand, the tip of the knife was facing himself, and the handle was put into Lu Chu's hand. He moved gently, wrapping his hand with Lu Chu's knife with his own hand, and towing Lu Chu to point the knife's point at his heart.

Lu Chu, who was a little drowsy, realized what she had. When she grew her eyes, frowned and shook her head, she wanted to stretch her hand back. However, although the movement of 7 was gentle, she could not refuse. Holding his hand, slowly insert the scalpel in his hand into 7's own heart.

The sharp blade cut through the surface of the skin, through the flesh, the sound and touch of the ribs made the scalp numb, and the hot, sticky blood dripped Lu Chu's hands unknowingly.

The **** taste dissipated, and the whole process was gentle and disgusting.

Lu Chu's hands were shaking, shaking his head constantly.

"Lu Chu," 7 bowed his head and approached Lu Chu, and the knife cut into the meat for a few moments, but he didn't care, but kissed Lu Chu with a smile, "I won't hurt you."

If in this game where the end point is unknown, your hands are destined to be stained with blood sooner or later, then I will be your first dead soul under your sword.

"Outside"