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"Have you ever experienced the feeling of losing a loved one?"

Gu Xichao was sitting by the window, the sun was shining on his body, the whiteness caused by not seeing the sun all year round made him look transparent.

"Oh, I forgot, you have never had relatives and friends, you have been a **** since you were conscious."

Without waiting for the person he asked to answer, he returned to his senses and chuckled: "Then you probably won't understand that feeling."

Just like he used to naively think that the harmonious and kind family of parents, the noisy and friendly brothers and sisters are as natural as breathing, and like the air, they naturally exist around him.

He doesn't need to miss every moment, they will always be there.

This is nothing more than normal.

But when he loses it all...

Gu Xichao's slender eyelashes trembled, and he raised his head as if sighing, looking at the snow-capped mountains outside the French windows.

The sun was shining brightly, but there was no temperature at all, which could not warm his soul and body.

The legs and feet under the blanket were still cold and unconscious, as if there was still the coldness of the heavy snow that year.

Into the bone marrow, can not get rid of.

What was once thought to be the most common thing, once lost, even dreaming is already an extravagant hope.

The smiling faces in my mind were spattered with blood, and the happy and laughing parents disappeared, replaced by faces full of panic.

They stretch out their hands desperately, trying to keep the children behind them, and use their mortal bodies to block the approaching footsteps of death.

The little bear in my sister's arms fell to the ground, crying loudly. The elder brother held his shoulder in a panic, extremely reliable in the earth-shattering field of vision.

My brother said, don't make a sound, no matter what you see or hear, don't come out.

Gu Xizhao, who was young and ignorant, did so.

He thought his brother was playing hide and seek with him.

When his brother finds him, he can come out from under the cabinet again and play with his brothers and sisters.

Like every day.

However, that time, everything changed.

His brother, failed to come to him. Parents, younger sister... All he saw was blood flowing everywhere.

"It's been a long, long time, and I haven't thought of them."

Gu Xichao sighed softly, and said with a smile: "People are really strange things. When they have them, they don't cherish them. After they lose them, they have to pursue them hard. But once they are lost, they can never be found again."

"You probably feel deeply about this, Li? Even if you never have relatives and friends—the loss can't be stopped, your pain must have come from this."

"Although our feelings are not consistent, the most fundamental pain leads to the same goal. It's just that what I lost was a relative, and what you lost was hope."

Even though there was only air around him, Gu Xichao was still talking.

It's like he knows that the person he wants to talk to can hear his voice even if there is no physical presence here.

When the young Gu Xichao opened his eyes in the hospital, at first, he didn't realize what loss and death are.

When his parents are not at home at work, and when his brothers and sisters go to school, he can't see them either.

But later, when he subconsciously cried and called his mother, there was no warm embrace waiting for him.

When he saw his sister's favorite candy, he turned around and called his sister with a smile, but there was only air around him. When he was bullied by older children, he habitually cried and called his brother, but no one rushed to him anymore...

The pain of loss permeated every second of life, and the silk thread of the net caught him and refused to let him go.

He pushed open the door, but there was only a lonely reflection in the sunset at home, and the clock was ticking, but there was only silence in the room. Even if he went to sleep and opened his eyes again, no one would come to gently wake him up, and his father would not call him to eat with a hearty laugh.

It seemed that he had been abandoned and forgotten by the whole world, even if he died in this boxy room, no one would know.

No one cares about his life, even life or death.

He panicked and pushed away from every bedroom, went to the kitchen and the balcony to try to find even one figure, trembling with fear... But no one would truly love him and feel sorry for his pain.

It's just hell, and there's no way out of it.

"So, I realized another thing."

Gu Xichao pulled his lips. He stared in the direction of the snow-capped mountains and chuckled: "If this is hell, I'm a ghost... Be someone to share this pain with me."

"They can't forgive themselves—how can a murderer live better than a person who has lost everything?"

Gu Xichao's eyelashes kept trembling, and finally he closed his eyes. The eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were all sharp, leaving only the peaceful vicissitudes of life.

"What the world doesn't give me, I will take it myself."

"Li, I hate this world, and I hate you even more. But what I hate most..."

A final sigh disappeared in the empty living room.

The sun went down, but nothing was left.

…

When Chi Yiyin discovered the hidden compartment on the floor, Jingcha instinctively sensed something was wrong.

Although he doesn't like the boring and patient work of collecting intelligence and analyzing information, the number of battles he has experienced is far higher than that of almost all players in the game field. The perception of danger and abnormality has become his instinct. Fighting poses became his muscle memory together.

While Chi Yiyin was looking at the things in the dark compartment, Jingcha had been watching him all the time, and his thoughts had already wandered from the copy itself to Chi Yiyin.

He and the "King of Information" Red Bird are partners.

After leaving the previous dungeon, the first thing he did when he reunited with Red Bird was to ask Red Bird to check all the clues about Chi Yiyin.

Players in the game field do not appear out of thin air, they are all dead or cursed people in reality.

Reality has no place for them, reality rejects them.

But the playground accepted them mercifully.

No matter what kind of status and occupation they were before, here, life has realized true equality—equality in the face of death, fragile and painful.

Even if Chi Yiyin is a newcomer, there are almost no clues left in the game field, but in reality, there must be clues left.

Jingcha doesn't believe that a character like Chi Yiyin will be unknown in reality.

For the rookie to do this, it can only show that Chi Yiyin is so good in reality that ordinary people can't match it.

The identity of Chi Yiyin that Jingcha first suspected was a psychologist, or a forensic doctor, a top expert in certain fields.

No matter how bad it is, it should be the child of a noble or powerful person.

"Chi Yiyin can never be an ordinary person. He is a successor who has been carefully cultivated by the whole family and the country. Identity can be deceiving, but the person's own smell and posture cannot lie."

At that time, Jingcha told Red Bird in a firm tone.

Red Bird followed this line of thought to investigate, but found nothing. Even if he offered a high reward in the black market, no one could tell a thing or two.

But just when Jingcha thought he was going to return empty-handed, someone provided information.

All of Jingcha's previous guesses were inconsistent.

Chi Yiyin...is really, as he said, a professional novelist.

The person who provided the information was especially fond of horror and suspense novels, and Chi Yiyin's word "Chi" touched his nerves.

"Chi Shen is the best."

The man's tone was faintly fanatical: "I have read all the horror novels on the market, no matter how **** and violent the descriptions are, they can no longer make me excited. But Chi Shen's book is definitely not like this!"

"His words have life!"

"When you read his book, you will know that what he writes is not a novel, he just writes down the real stories that happened in another world. Those dead people who show us will become ghosts, just exist with us."

When Chi Yiyin was mentioned, the man was short of breath and extremely excited: "If there is a book that I have been pursuing all my life, it must be Chi Shen! In this field, he is a god, a god!"

It was also from that mouth that Red Bird finally straightened out Chi Yiyin's real identity.

Horror novel conferred **** writer, sales champion for many years, phenomenal works, wealth ranking...

These things that would cause a sensation in reality are completely insignificant in the game field, and will not add any power to the player.

Hongniao and Jingcha looked at each other, looking at the informer who danced and danced when talking about Chi Yiyin, they were rarely silent and didn't know how to deal with it.

When the most ardent fan meets someone who never reads novels, the brainwaves of both parties are not on the same channel at all.

"If Chi Yiyin is really as good as you say, why do you still earn points by selling news? Are you only a C-level?"

Jingcha is suspicious, if this person has really seen so many, shouldn't he be able to easily deal with many low-level dungeons? With these points alone, this person should have been able to rise to a high level.

The man was silent.

Then he shook his head with a wry smile, waking up from the dream that Chi Yiyin had created for him: "No... No matter how many times I read it, it is different from my personal experience. I can feel nothing about the massacre of the city and the world in the book, but in the game At the very beginning, he didn’t even have the courage to fight back.”

"God Chi's book may only be a personal experience for him. We just borrowed his ride and were fortunate enough to experience the world he had seen."

Jingcha questioned him repeatedly, even using cruel methods, but he didn't get any more information from the man, so he could only let him go in disappointment.

But before the man left with a high reward, Jingcha asked him for all Chi Yiyin's books in his hand.

When the man died in reality, there happened to be two books by Chi Yiyin in his backpack, and he came with him after being stained with his blood. Instead, he became the spiritual pillar that supported him to survive in the game field. , was turned upside down and even recited backwards, and was not willing to let it go.

But Jingcha was too dangerous and frightening, that person could only reluctantly part with it, turning back three times at every step.

Those two books were still piled up at Red Bird, and I didn't have time to read them.

Jingcha looked at Chi Yiyin who was half squatting on the ground, and thought casually, after killing Chi Yiyin and going back, take time to read those two books.

Also look at the past of those who can be regarded as enemies by him.

The mutation happened at this time.

Chi Yiyin seemed to have discovered something, and rushed out of the room without explaining to anyone.

Jing Cha looked at Chi Yiyin's back in astonishment, and subconsciously reached out to grab him, but in vain.

When Jingcha followed Chi Yiyin to the living room, she stopped abruptly and froze in place.

Right in front of his eyes, Chi Yiyin disappeared out of thin air.

There was no one in the living room, and even the fire was extinguished at some point, the temperature in the room began to drop slowly, and the coldness of the snow field slowly invaded, making Jingcha feel cold all over.

【warn! warn! Please pay attention to all survivors, the current "Children's Burning Heart" mission has entered the second stage, and the survivors have reached the 60/100 progress first, and the current rules have changed. 】

[The total progress of the current mission is 10/100. If the survivors do not update the progress of the mission, each survivor's personal progress will drop a little every hour, and if it returns to zero, they will die. 】

The sound of the system rang in the ears of every player, and someone suddenly wailed: "What do you mean! Isn't this forcing me to do something I don't want to do?"

"No, I haven't even figured out what the subject of the task is, so how can I complete the task?"

"System, you are not giving us a way out! Are you crazy!"

The wailing and cursing reverberated into a noisy noise, but Jingcha didn't care about the lives of other people or even herself, and was still searching the living room and all the nearby rooms in astonishment, trying to find Chi Yiyin's trace.

But he was disappointed in the end.

There is not even a single strand of silver-gray hair falling out in the living room, as if Chi Yiyin had never existed here at all, and everything before was just Jingcha's own fantasy.

"Where's Mr. Chi?"

Chu Yueli limped over, asked anxiously out of breath, and even looked at Jingcha with a wary look. When he didn't see Chi Yiyin, he began to wonder if it was Jingcha who did it during this period of time. what.

But Jingcha noticed what Chu Yueli was holding.

When Chi Yiyin left, he stuffed all the items he found in the dark compartment into Chu Yueli's hands.

But when Chu Yueli ran over, he was too anxious to put these things down in time, so he reminded Jingcha instead.

— No matter what happened to Chi Yiyin just now, he must have found something in these things, and that was the reason for him to run out.

It is also the reason for his disappearance.

As soon as this idea came out, Jingcha immediately pulled those things from Chu Yueli's arms, and no matter how much she didn't like dealing with information, she could only force herself to look at it.

"You?" Chu Yueli was stunned.

Jingcha raised her head quickly while flipping through the items, and glanced at Chu Yueli: "When I chased him, Chi Yiyin had disappeared. I didn't kill him, but he ran away from me like a coward. If If you want revenge, you don’t need to work hard.”

"You say this, how do I know if you are lying to me?"

Jingcha sneered, slightly irritated by doubts, and temporarily put down the things in his hands, and slowly raised his head to look at Chu Yueli: "Because you are the majority of idiots, it is absolutely impossible for me to kill you like this. Chi Yiyin, understand?"

"That's my enemy, the prey I spent all my time and energy hunting. How could the ingredients for the grand finale be put on a plate?"

He raised his head, his eyes contemptuous: "I'm not the kind of person who doesn't have a style about death."

Unconsciously, Jingcha has recognized Chi Yiyin, and even he himself admits that Chi Yiyin understands him more deeply and soberly than himself.

Such an attitude not only did not make Chu Yueli angry, but relieved him.

Indeed, although his legs were inconvenient and he arrived a few minutes later than Jingcha, if Jingcha really killed Mr. Chi, there shouldn't be even a drop of blood on the scene. Besides, Mr. Chi is not someone who will obediently wait for death...

Chu Yue turned his mind around twice, and his originally serious face began to soften.

The two people in the living room reached a temporary friendship, but the other players started shouting, running around like headless chickens, at a loss.

Those who come to this dungeon usually come to collect points, and there are very few really capable players.

At the level of Jingcha, he can see more things than ordinary players, and he knows that free and cheap are the most expensive things.

While the game field is cruel, there is also a strange fairness.

As long as you pay, there will be a harvest of corresponding value.

And anyone who wants to pay more easily and get something of higher value... The momentary joy and excitement will only lead to the threat of death at a certain time in the future.

Everything in the game field is up for sale, but some people can't see through it, and they are complacent and took advantage of it.

Just like the copy of [Snow Mountain Cry].

Although Jingcha had never dismissed this dungeon before, thinking it was too simple and not worth wasting his time, he also sneered at the title of "Giving Points Bodhisattva".

Jingcha had already prepared for it, but the other players did not have such a good attitude.

The danger is now, and the players are starting to go crazy.

Although there are still seven days left in the dungeon, one hour has been reduced...they only have ten hours left.

This means that they must find something that can promote the progress of the mission during this time, otherwise, they will die here.

Wang Lele and Chen San were relatively calm. They both knew the existence of the Snow Mountain Line, so they had a new understanding of the danger of the dungeon early on, and they were not defenseless now.

"It's true Chi Yiyin, he just watched it by himself, why didn't he share it with us?"

Chen San stretched out his head and looked in the direction of the living room, but he didn't see Chi Yiyin's figure. He pouted his lips immediately and said dissatisfiedly: "Now he has run away by himself, and we are the only ones who don't know anything and stay here."

Wang Lele's eyebrows and eyes moved. Although he didn't speak, he also showed that he agreed with Chen San.

"If I had known it earlier, I would have asked him what he had discovered."

Wang Lele sighed: "It's good now, I don't even know what the mission is about. This seems to be much more difficult than the snow mountain route, and I have no clue at all."

In the live broadcast of the players, some viewers followed their thoughts and empathized with them, filled with righteous indignation.

[Yup! Why is that Chi Yiyin so annoying? They are all in the same dungeon, meeting is fate, what's wrong with him sharing some information with everyone? Who do you think you are? Your eyes are in the sky. ]

[Chi Yiyin is too selfish! Does he want everyone to die? It's vicious. ]

[If he had told everyone what he discovered earlier, wouldn’t this be the case? Ahh, what annoys me the most is this kind of person, who doesn't do small things that are easy to do, and is selfish. ]

[I have never heard of the name Chi Yiyin, it must be a little player who ran out from somewhere. Sure enough, as I thought, these little players will only do a disservice to them, and they cannot be trusted at all. ]

[Ah, it's just miserable and the anchor of the same copy as Chi Yiyin, now Chi Yiyin has made a fool of him. ]

[That pool or something, you should kill him now and apologize to everyone! ]

Some players noticed the trend of public opinion in the live broadcast. When they saw someone scolding Chi Yiyin together with them, they finally felt a lot better, and proudly began to sell miserably, attracting viewers to reward points.

The voice here also attracted the attention of Jingcha and Chu Yueli.

The two raised their heads at the same time, frowning as they watched these people accuse Chi Yiyin openly and secretly, complained about the copy, and lamented their misfortune.

"These people, when Mr. Chi was around, were more loyal and well-behaved than the other. Now that Mr. Chi is away for the time being, they look like this."

Chu Yueli was so angry that his hands were shaking, and he wanted to argue with them while leaning on his crutches.

But Jingcha sneered, and lazily raised his voice: "Since you look down on Chi Yiyin, then you can find a way yourself. Why do you have to point at Chi Yiyin to take you away? Why, Chi Yiyin took it Mission, must take you away?"

The players on the other side of the corridor were quiet for a moment, afraid of the extraordinary posture displayed by Jingcha, and then they spoke again: "How could it be the same? If it weren't for Chi Yiyin's overbearing and not letting us find clues, I am now I have already found a way to leave, it was Chi Yiyin who wasted my time."

"Oh."

Jing Cha raised his eyelashes, and said indifferently: "Then it's not too late to make up for it now."

He rarely gave his eyes to other people, pointed to the proprietress's room, and said: "Chi Yiyin is not here now, but the room is there. Since he can find things in the room, you must look down on Chi Yiyin so much. He is even more powerful, can he be found too?"

"Then what are you waiting for? Please."

As soon as Jingcha's words came out of her mouth, the others immediately became silent.

Yes, everything is there. Since Chi Yiyin can find useful clues and act, it means that they should be able to, and there is no need to accuse Chi Yiyin.

But the problem is... they really can't see what's wrong in the proprietress' room.

Chen San walked around inside, then walked out with an empty mind. He saw a lot of things, but none of them were useful.

After a while, Wang Lele relieved the embarrassment and stood up, saying that everyone was also concerned about Chi Yiyin, and lost his manners in a moment of anxiety.

Jingcha rejected Wang Lele's apology, and just rolled his eyes at him: "What does it have to do with me when you scold Chi Yiyin? That guy is my enemy, you must have made a mistake."

Wang Lele was choked immediately, and she felt like tearing up Jingcha's heart.

Hehe, it has nothing to do with you... It doesn't matter that you are so emotional that everyone dare not speak. Those who don't know think that you have something to do with Chi Yiyin.

Chu Yueli could see clearly.

Jing Cha was simply flattered by Chi Yiyin's coaxing and boasting. Even if he said that Chi Yiyin was his enemy, he recognized Chi Yiyin in his heart and put Chi Yiyin on the same level as him. height.

But now those people look down on Chi Yiyin—even if Jingcha doesn't care about Chi Yiyin, he does care about himself.

Those people who scold Chi Yiyin are tantamount to denying Beijing Tea, which is as high as Chi Yiyin.

How could this bad-tempered boy endure it?

After seeing this reason clearly, Chu Yueli smiled, and finally had a good impression of Jingcha.

"I can feel it."

Chu Yueli took the initiative to speak to Jingcha, with a solemn expression: "Mr. Chi has already left here."

Jingcha's hand stopped immediately: "What do you mean? You mean, that guy left the hotel?"

"impossible."

Jingcha sneered: "That guy is a male fox at all. He has more eyes than anyone else. It is impossible for him not to notice the situation outside. The snowfield may reset again at any time. Comparatively speaking, only the hotel is safe."

Chu Yueli shook his head helplessly. Although he didn't like Jingcha, in the absence of Chi Yiyin, the only one who could be his temporary companion was Jingcha.

At least they all have a unified purpose, which is to get Chi Yiyin back.

"When I say absent, I mean that Mr. Chi is not in the current time and space."

Chu Yueli explained seriously: "I can feel that he is no longer in this copy."

Jingcha: "??? What crazy words are you talking about? That is simply impossible."

But then, Chu Yueli looked up at the ceiling.

"Not only Mr. Chi, but also others have left the copy...I can see it."

Perhaps it was because Chu Yueli's expression was too serious, it didn't look like he was joking.

Or the instinctive perception of Beijing Tea.

He suddenly felt that Chu Yueli was not joking.

Chi Yiyin, as well as the others upstairs, are really no longer in this copy.

The moment he just watched Chi Yiyin disappear.

Jingcha immediately rushed to the stairs, three steps at a time, and at the same time, a black rabbit jumped into the darkness silently while he was running, and searched around, looking for any trace of Chi Yiyin.

But the second floor, where there were still traces of fighting before, is now empty.

Li Sijun, who had appeared in front of Jingcha, disappeared.

Even the rock man who had been shrinking in the corner after being frightened was nowhere to be found.

Jingcha squinted her eyes, turned around and looked at Chu Yueli downstairs: "How do you know?"

What should not be seen by Chu Yueli, but Chu Yueli accurately said it through the first floor... Special props? Or some other reason.

Chu Yueli didn't care about Jingcha's guard, he just said calmly: "The one who was supposed to be on the third floor also disappeared."

Jingcha was stunned: "The only one on the third floor is Gu Xichao, a regular customer, and he is in a wheelchair..."

Before she finished speaking, Jingcha suddenly became aware of her habitual thinking.

Because it is difficult to move in a wheelchair and has no strength, can it be ignored?

…Do not.

On the contrary, being weak is Gu Xichao's greatest disguise.

Jingcha followed Chu Yueli's line of sight and looked up.

"Could it be that Gu Xichao is the culprit behind Chi Yiyin's disappearance?"

But Chi Yiyin, who was sought or accused by everyone, woke up on the bed.

Before he could fully open his eyes, he realized that there was another breath beside him.

The sound of breathing was steady and powerful, without any noise.

From this voice, Chi Yiyin could tell that the other party was a healthy young man, and that the other party might even practice martial arts all year round.

But after this thought flashed across his mind, he frowned in disgust.

His obsession with cleanliness is not limited to physical cleanliness. If there are idiots around him, or if someone gets too close to him and invades his personal space, it will also annoy him.

Chi Yiyin turned his head sideways and looked beside him.

But before he saw the owner of the breathing sound clearly, he heard the other party's smile first.

"woke up?"

The man's magnetic voice was like melting honey, and he said with a mocking smile: "Go to sleep again, I'm afraid the world will be destroyed enough to rebuild it again. If you don't wake up again, I may have to consider other possibilities gone."

As soon as the man spoke, Chi Yiyin immediately recognized the other party's identity.

— Li Sijun.

The person who couldn't let Chi Yiyin take revenge on the spot, that's why he remembered it more deeply.

Chi Yiyin's eyes dimmed, and when she looked intently, she found that the place where they were now had a huge change.

They are no longer at the Snow Mountain Hotel.

Or...not the snow mountain hotel that Chi Yiyin was familiar with.

The room was dilapidated and dark, as if it had been left unoccupied for a long time. But the style of the main body is somewhat similar to the Snow Mountain Hotel.

Chi Yiyin was lying on a single bed, and the quilt on his body still smelled of damp mold that had not been dried. When he lowered his head, he was shocked to find that the clothes on his body were no longer his original suit, but changed into a suit. It has become the suede jacket that laborers and travelers prefer to choose.

He wears heavy but vacant clothes, more like a winter hunter or lumberjack.

And judging from the size of the suit, it should have belonged to a strong and fat man, not him.

The realization that she was wearing other people's clothes made Chi Yiyin so disgusted that she even had the urge to throw away all the clothes immediately.

But Li Sijun, who was on the other bed next to him, managed to overwhelm Chi Yiyin's nausea, making him dismiss the idea.

What they are in now is a twin room, but unfortunately, the other tenant will be Li Sijun.

This is the person who left the deepest impression on Chi Yiyin in his twenty-three years of life.

Li Sijun sat lazily on the head of the single bed, with one hand resting behind his head, while the other was reading a book.

His long legs were half on the bed, but because they were slender, they still stepped on the ground, making him look more relaxed and lazy, as if he really came here for a vacation.

But compared to the fact that Li Sijun would appear here, Chi Yiyin paid more attention to Li Sijun's clothes.

When I saw Li Sijun before, he was wearing a dark blue tailored casual suit, which perfectly outlined his figure comparable to a top male model, with a sense of strength and explosiveness.

Even Chi Yiyin, who didn't like him, couldn't help but stare at him for a few seconds, praising him in his heart.

But now, Li Sijun was wearing an earth-brown camouflage uniform, and the model didn't seem to be his size. He was fat and short, and even exposed his calf to ankle.

It seems that the original owner of this dress was at least 30 centimeters shorter than Li Sijun's legs.

However, although the clothes were ugly, Li Sijun insisted on rescuing them with his good figure. This is not a neat suit of clothes on him, but rather has a kind of lazy beauty.

Chi Yiyin was originally looking at Li Sijun, trying to judge the environment he was in now. But looking at it, his eyes unconsciously fell on Li Sijun's exposed calf, and instinctively compared Li Sijun's height and leg length.

Li Sijun's legs seem to be more than 1.2 meters... The original owner of the clothes should be about 1.7 meters and quintile.

But Li Sijun, who was originally suspected by Chi Yiyin as the manipulator, is now wearing such tattered clothes and living in the same environment and room as him, which made him even more confused.

"Don't worry, although the clothes match your identity, they are not old clothes. No one has worn them except you, and I don't have time to change clothes for others."

Li Sijun saw through what Chi Yiyin was thinking, chuckled and said in a magnetic voice: "Of course, if you still can't accept it and still want to take off your clothes - tell me in advance, I will definitely turn my back and not look."

"I don't want the eye of a needle because of something like this."

The disgusted Chi Yiyin: "..."

He felt that if he was thirteen years younger, he would probably be rebellious and want to go against Li Sijun's ideas and show him off.

However, knowing that the clothes were not worn by others made Chi Yiyin feel better.

He threw the quilt aside, refusing to endure the smell of mold any longer, then turned over quickly and got out of bed, looking around.

Outside the window, there are only snow-capped snowfields and misty snow-capped mountains in the distance.

This is still the Snow Mountain Hotel.

Chi Yiyin reacted quickly.

I'm afraid this is the plot triggered after half of his mission progress, but I don't know, at what time point is he in the hotel now?

Past, or future?

"The triggering plot... I thought I was the only one coming, why did you also come this time?"

Chi Yiyin glanced at Li Sijun: "I don't believe in coincidences, the 'future' on the snow mountain met you, now again?"

Li Sijun smiled: "If I say it's fate, do you think it's possible?"

Chi Yiyin: "...If you want to disgust me, you can just say so."

Li Sijun spread his hands, and never took his eyes off the book in his hand: "I also received the invitation letter, and it will trigger the plot, isn't it normal?"

"Yinyin, you can't be so domineering, you are only allowed to trigger and I am not allowed to enter, right?"

His voice was full of laughter, teasing Chi Yiyin.

Chi Yiyin's face darkened in an instant: "If you call me that way again, you will be able to see with your own eyes what domineering is."

Li Sijun looked helpless: "Okay, Chi Shen."

Chi Yiyin: "..."

Even more disgusting.

Saying the title from Li Sijun's mouth will only make Chi Yiyin's hairs stand on end, and even make him have the urge to kill Li Sijun on the spot to avoid future troubles forever.

It's obviously a common syllable, and Li Sijun didn't show any signs of being funny, but when he said a normal address from someone else, Chi Yiyin almost fell into a cleanliness obsession.

But this title...

Chi Yiyin pondered, his eyes fell on the book in Li Sijun's hand.

Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and he recognized some of the book's exposed cover.

"It shouldn't be."

Chi Yiyin asked vigilantly, "My book?"

Li Sijun nodded, and raised the book in his hand with a smile: "Let me just give you a compliment, your writing is very good. I don't have the habit of reading these. The last time I read a paper item was a sonnet."

"But what you write is more interesting, even if it is not godlike, nor is it poetry. Especially here."

Li Sijun's slender fingers landed on one of the sentences, and read softly: "Where is the brightest, the flies will buzz close. They don't care if we laugh or cry, they just want to see when our corpses rot."

He raised his eyes and looked at Chi Yiyin with a smile in his eyes: "I even have an illusion that your words are alive, and they are the real world."

However, Chi Yiyin was not moved by Li Sijun's praise - if that was considered a compliment.

He was just more afraid of Li Sijun.

He is a newcomer who just entered the game field, and all his books are published in reality, how could he enter the game field so quickly... What's going on?

Or is there some kind of connection between the game field and reality that he hasn't found yet?

"It's really not a poem, because it's a novel, which pays more attention to the story, and it's a completely different genre from the poem you mentioned."

Chi Yiyin suppressed her patience and asked, "Where did you find it?"

But Li Sijun was not going to explain to Chi Yiyin.

Instead, the door was knocked violently.

"Bang bang bang!"

The door panels are vibrating.

"get out!"