triple world

Seven days passed quickly.

No matter how they lived these seven days, whether they regretted it or experienced unspeakable emotional changes, now it has come to the moment when the arrow is on the string, and their only choice is to gather together at this point and prepare to enter. Preparation for the game world.

They completed the final team formation in silence, and then picked the isolation center closest to them.

A group of eight people made up a mighty team.

The insiders all gathered in one place tacitly, counting it as the final farewell. Some of them couldn't catch up because of the sudden shortening of time. They can only wait for someone to lead the team next time, or form their own Recognized teams are challenged again.

The editors passing by looked at the rare silence of this group of obviously different people. In fact, they also vaguely realized that some major events would happen recently, but they didn't know that these people were the group of people standing at the top of the mirror world. Once you go, no matter whether you succeed or not, it is impossible to come back.

Meng Jiasheng's wife is by his side. This is an extremely gentle woman. She is not very beautiful, but she looks ordinary, but her words and deeds make people feel like a spring breeze. It is such a woman who has been ruthless for half her life. The heart made her husband unable to give up the real chance to escape.

At the last moment of parting, her face was as usual, as if she had sent Meng Jiasheng into the game world in the past, she was as peaceful as ever, not even showing any reluctance or worry.

The only difference is that this time she didn't say the phrase "I'll wait for you to come back" that she said thousands of times.

Even if you leave me this time, I deeply hope that you will never come back.

Meng Jiasheng kissed his wife, and he was willing to let go after a long time. He watched her back disappear on the other side of the corridor, and the reluctance and reluctance to say goodbye to those around him infected those around him.

Meng Jiasheng walked directly into the isolation room behind him.

Gu Wensheng stood beside Fu Yan, looked down at him, didn't speak or move, as if he wanted to completely engrave Fu Yan's appearance in his mind.

Fu Yan smiled at him, stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, then tiptoed to touch his forehead with his forehead, and kissed him uncharacteristically.

Fu Yan seldom took the initiative. Song Yu, who used to whistle a few times to make fun of such a scene, only took one look and then went into the isolation room without looking back.

Gu Wensheng, who looked at Fu Yan in surprise, was stunned for a while, as if he didn't expect Fu Yan to do such a thing.

"Finally, don't you want to give me a kiss before leaving?" Fu Yan asked with a smile.

Gu Wensheng said forcefully, "We've already kissed."

Fu Yan shook his head: "No, I kissed you, I want you to kiss me."

Brother is acting like a spoiled child to me?

This was the only thought in Gu Wensheng's heart, and he couldn't help but licked the corner of his mouth, and kissed it naturally.

When he let go, Fu Yan's lips had already been slightly bitten by him.

"Why are you still biting?" Fu Yan patted him, pursed his lips, and pushed him into one of the isolation rooms, "Okay, let's kiss, let's go, meet inside."

Gu Wensheng was pushed into the narrow space by him, watching Fu Yan close the door for him with his own hands.

In the corridor outside the door, only Fu Yan was left alone.

He stood looking at the closed door for a while, and finally turned and walked into the isolation room adjacent to where Gu Wensheng was.

Shadow Fu Yan followed beside him without speaking.

Fu Yan closed the door, wiped the corners of his mouth, and suddenly turned his head to look at the shadow Fu Yan: "I don't know what to do."

What they have always thought about is how difficult the game world they are about to face will be, whether it will be the kind of difficulty that even if they gather the strength of the eight of them, they will not be able to pass the level at all, but Fu Yan has other guesses. I didn't say it.

Who knew they could still be together after going in?

Will it be possible that after entering, you will never be able to meet your teammates again, and you will only have your own game world.

No one knows, so be afraid.

The style of the isolation room is still the same as what Fu Yan has seen all along. Fu Yan is already very familiar with the narrow space and the mirrors with exactly the same shape on the wall.

"Why on earth were we brought here?" Fu Yan asked while touching the smooth mirror.

People in the entire third world have thought about this question, but no one can give them an answer.

The shadow Fu Yan originally wanted to comfort him, but Fu Yan smiled and quickly sorted out his emotions.

"Everyone is waiting, let's get started."

He closed his eyes, opened the game world matching, and lost consciousness in the familiar dizziness.

***

raining.

As soon as Fu Yan regained consciousness, he heard the sound of rain.

He opened his eyes and found himself standing on the side of the road holding an umbrella, the wind and rain were blowing on his face, and the cold air penetrated into his bones through his shirt.

It was already dark, and the street lamps were shining dimly to illuminate everything. These soft lights started from Fu Yan's side and led to the distance.

This is an ordinary asphalt road with no people or passing vehicles. A small white car was parked not far in front of Fu Yan. The rain washed away the dust covering it, leaving only the rusty license plate showing a few It's been a long time.

Plane trees were planted on both sides of the road. When the rain fell heavily, the leaves were knocked to the ground. Some of them rolled on the ground and drifted to the distance with the wind. Standing still, the wet leaves are curled up.

The night was so thick that you couldn't see the sky when you looked up. The dense leaves of the sycamore trees crossed the road and met in the sky. The leaves rustled in the wind and rain. This non-stop sound gave Fu Yan a sense of tranquility inexplicably.

The leaves swayed in the wind, and the light of the street lamp was blocked from time to time. When Fu Yan raised his head, the rain hit his face.

He tried to talk to the shadow in his heart, but got no response.

Did he guess right?

He is alone here.

There was deep darkness behind him, and there was light only when he went forward, Fu Yan knew that he could only go forward.

He just took a step forward, step by step, walking for a long time without seeing the end, a kind of exhaustion gradually lingered in his heart.

There was still the rustling of leaves in his ears, and the upper of his shoes was full of water droplets. The rain wetted his trousers, and the coolness came from the soles of his feet.

so tired.

Fu Yan said silently in his heart.

The danger he was worried about did not come, this repeated calm drained his vigilance and put his heart in a low position,

Fu Yan looked ahead, seeing the same lights, sycamore trees and an empty asphalt road, but behind him, it was still pitch black.

The road he has traveled has been plunged into darkness, and his road ahead is still long with no end in sight.

Fu Yan hummed a song suddenly, and the nursery rhymes that he remembered deeply in his childhood reappeared in his mind at this time. When he was alone, this sound seemed to bring him a little comfort.

What will he face?

Fu Yan didn't know.

So he continued to walk forward in such a calm manner.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, when every step Fu Yan took was almost a mechanical one, he saw a bright light in front of him.

On a windy and stormy night, the leaves rolled on the wet ground, and in the place Fu Yan could see, a very bright light appeared, pushing away the darkness and completely catching Fu Yan's eyes.

Arrived.

Fu Yan knew that he had come to the end, and that white light was what he had to face.

He walked over with an umbrella, and raised his head in surprise.

Above his head, the night was black, with rain pouring down from the clouds, but less than one meter away in front of him, the sky was clear, the sun was hanging high in the sky, without any cloud or mist blocking it, Fu Yan seemed to be Can feel the heat of that light.

The asphalt pavement under his feet stretched forward, faded black at the dividing line, and turned into a gray cement pavement. Houses appeared on both sides of the road, like two different worlds connected in one place.

Fu Yan took another two steps forward.

He had a familiar feeling, as if he had seen this cement road somewhere, and he seemed to have seen those tall and short houses, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Fu Yan put away the umbrella, leaned it against the sycamore tree beside him, and walked forward slowly.

The sun's light and heat instantly enveloped the body, and the damp clothes became uncomfortable under the light.

Fu Yan turned around, and it was still night behind him, and it was still raining. The raindrops fell on the ground and the splashed water droplets passed through the boundary and landed at Fu Yan's feet, as if he could still feel the wind that blows everything.

Fu Yan withdrew his gaze and looked around at everything around him. The red fire hydrants on the side of the road were already rusted with iron chains, and there were colorful small advertisements on the telephone poles. He felt familiar with everything.

So where did you see it?

Fu Yan asked himself.

He took in a breath slowly, and let it out slowly.

Where is this?

Fu Yan had already remembered.

This is the street he grew up on.

He walked through the streets and alleys of this street, with his left hand holding something to eat at night, and his right hand holding his younger brother's immature hand; he ran through the streets and alleys of this street, and an adult man with a stick chased after him; He also stood here and looked at this street, on the day he left.

Fu Yan had forgotten it for a long time, and only slowly remembered it at this moment.

The last test is to let him take his own life again?

Fu Yan didn't understand, he just stood there and didn't move.

***

Where Fu Yan couldn't see, at the place where he was standing, Gu Wensheng, Song Yu, Song Qingman, Luo Qiong and Meng Jiasheng were also standing...

Eight people who entered the game world at the same time stood in one position, but they couldn't see anyone except themselves.

They were facing different directions. Behind each of them was the dark road filled with rainwater and sycamore leaves, but in front of them was a completely different scene.

Eight roads connecting night and day converge in one center.

They walked to that position at the same time, and at the same time they took their own steps, walking in the direction that the other person came from.