[Comprehensive] I came out of the infinite world and decided to go on vacation

"You are......"

Shen Yang slowly widened his eyes.

For writing, Shen Yang was born with an inexplicable affinity.

He was able to perfectly blend his mood into ink and then engrave it on the paper with the tip of the pen, expressing it clearly and accurately.

This kind of talent was not very obvious when he was young. At most, his Chinese scores were better than other classmates. When he grew up, he found that his composition could always be praised by the teacher. I fell in love with writing amidst the compliments.

Shen Yang, who is not satisfied with the composition in front of him, likes to write novels. He only writes after class, and occasionally publishes them on the Internet, and spends the rest of his time studying. Even so, his extraordinary literary talent still allows him to gain a lot of attention on the Internet. Many fans.

That was the first time he wrote a novel, and it contained almost all his thoughts that were difficult to put into words.

The protagonist in it is based on himself, a liberal arts student, an ordinary person, who falls into another weird world, and falls in love with a man there.

Yes, his main character is also a male.

But he has selfishness, he portrays the male protagonist as stronger, more handsome, and stronger than himself, as if things that he cannot achieve in reality can be achieved in another world through this one-stroke storyline.

A novel with a derivative theme, a book about upgrading and fighting monsters to reach the peak, everything else is in line with any Su Shuangliu-themed web article, except for the sexuality and the ending.

Sexuality was the reason he had a big fight with his father, and it was also the reason he ran away from home.

It was also his mother who was looking for the reason for his accidental death.

When he learned of his mother's death, he didn't even dare to go home, and hid in the hotel, like a chick who had lost its nest and was blown to the ground by the wind and rain.

He felt like he had lost everything.

The world is like a dark and silent ice cave, only the coolness penetrating into the bone marrow is gloomy, and his heart is bare and exposed to the cold, like a stone that is about to freeze.

my fault.

He thought so, if I didn't write these things in the book, it would be great if the ending is not the protagonist reaping love, if... I can be as strong as the protagonist in the book.

After drinking all the wine at hand, he wrote the ending:

The male protagonist didn't look back, he continued to move forward for greater strength, abandoned his friends and lover, kept walking, kept walking, the scenery around him became less and less, the road under his feet became narrower, and the distance to the sky was just a stone's throw away away.

He reached the top and became the master of the world.

The story written by Shen Yang is marked with "end" here.And his happy and beautiful first half of his life also thought he was contaminated with drugs, and ended here.

"It turns out...you are him." There was a flame in Shen Yang's eyes, scorching and blazing, burning with the light of hope, "If you can become a reality, then can my mother also become a reality?" ..."

"Back to life?" The man in black sneered, "Stop dreaming, what do you think this is for? Eat and drink?"

The man in black walked up to Shen Yang and bent down. The face that was exactly the same as Shen Yang's picture filled his field of vision. He subconsciously held his breath and waited quietly.

The man's cold breath swept over his face, like a snake letter with a biting killing intent, "Do you still remember the setting you wrote yourself? The box theory?"

"The world is made up of infinite nested boxes, like a Russian nesting doll. The outer layer can see the inner layer, but the inner layer is completely ignorant of the outer layer. I am bound by a set identity, like a program, daily Day after day, year after year, I wasted time, regretting the decision I made at the beginning. Until one day, I saw the world outside the box through the gap."

The man in black straightened up. At this moment, Diana, Shen Yue and Clark didn't speak. They stood quietly and listened quietly.

"I found that the pain and suffering I endured were nothing more than a few paragraphs, a few lines of words in another world. And I was just a venting product of a person's miserable experience."

His emotions have never fluctuated. Although his words reveal strong indignation and anger, his actions are still restrained. He just looks at Shen Yang and explains his past like a bystander.

"Shen Yang." The man in black sighed a long time, "I originally planned to get rid of the shackles of this world before looking for you, but I didn't expect you to appear in front of me like this."

Shen Yang looked at the man in black holding his head with his palms without moving, and his low and hoarse voice seemed to come from the distant sky:

"I am Jiang Yuenian, but I am no longer the Jiang Yuenian you described."

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Jiang Yuenian and Fang Lin easily resolved the many obstacles blocking the road.It's as easy as seeing a math problem that one plus one equals how many on the examination paper of the college entrance examination room. After writing down the answer in disbelief, I can't help but doubt my life. I always feel that the teacher who gave the paper has hidden some traps inside, Think of complex inferences like Goldbach's conjecture.

It is impossible to retreat, and it is impossible to retreat in this life.

The two guys with completely different personalities but with the same stubborn temper and donkey look at each other and push forward stubbornly.

Now that you have entered, it is absolutely impossible to exit because of a little meaningless guess in your heart. The two finally came to a door, which seemed to be the last checkpoint.

"It seems that this is the last door." Fang Lin pressed the doorknob, "I really look forward to recovering all your memories."

"Before going in..." Jiang Yuenian reached out to stop Fang Lin, "Can you explain to me what's going on?"

Fang Lin froze for a moment, looked at Jiang Yuenian's tight lips, and smiled knowingly.

"Hey, what are you afraid of?"

"It's not that I'm afraid." Jiang Yuenian withdrew his hand, and turned to face his old friend sideways, "It feels very uncomfortable to walk to the end in the fog."

Fang Lin deliberately imitated Jiang Yuenian's appearance and raised his eyebrows. There was a shallow dimple next to the corner of the raised mouth, which made the originally sinister smile look a little cute, "I thought you would like to be in such a thorny place." .Exciting feeling."

"Huh?" Unexplained, Jiang Yuenian raised his eyebrows, "What are you talking about? I didn't mention my memory, I just want to know who you are?"

"Does this topic have to be discussed at this time?" Fang Lin withdrew his hand from the doorknob, "With just a few steps, you can know all the truth."

"Yes, I know." Jiang Yuenian didn't back down, his face was full of seriousness, "I want to hear it from you, right now."

Fang Lin confirmed at this time that Jiang Yuenian was not joking, but really began to doubt his identity.

"Since I 'died', I have been silently observing your movements."

The air froze for a moment, and even the flying insects seemed to stop flapping their wings. Jiang Yuenian and Fang Lin looked at each other, and neither of them avoided the other's gaze.

"I see." Jiang Yuenian turned his head, "Is this also my arrangement before I lost my memory?"

His tone was a little low, which sounded similar to usual.But Fang Lin, who grew up in an orphanage with Jiang Yuenian, knows that in that environment, sometimes showing weakness is the worst way. They are all used to hiding their true emotions under the mask, but because they know too much For each other, this mask is like a veil made of clouds and mist, and it disappears with a slight flick.

Fang Lin stared at Jiang Yuenian. Jiang Yuenian learned to hold his expression when he was a child. However, emotions need to be vented, so his release point shifted to places that can be easily hidden - such as fingers.

The shape of the trouser pocket was propped up by the knuckles, and Fang Lin could trace Jiang Yuenian's bones from it. He knew that the inner activities of the man in front of him were not as calm as his appearance.

"No." Fang Lin replied softly, his voice was so soft that he could hardly hear it, as if any louder voice would break the difficult friendship between the two, "Yes...it's what I mean .”

Jiang Yuenian didn't speak.

"Sorry." That's all Fang Lin could say.

"No, you have nothing to apologize for." Jiang Yuenian thought a lot at that moment, and many clues that he had ignored before were clearly displayed in front of his eyes, and they were connected with each other to form a complete chain of plans.

He raised his hand, pressed Fang Lin's head as usual, and rubbed it lightly, "It's me, I should thank you. In my opinion, you don't need to do so much for me."

"I..." Fang Lin wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Yuenian.

"Let's go in. Let me see the legendary Mobius chair." Jiang Yuenian didn't give Fang Lin a chance to speak. He opened the door directly, stretched his long legs, and stepped into the room.

All the instruments in the dark laboratory have been turned off, only the red dots that light up from time to time are still flashing, which proves that these instruments are still in use.

There was no one alive in the house.

Of course, another meaning of this sentence can also be understood as - the room is full of dead people.

It is a person who is really dead and can't die anymore, like a puddle of meat, with no facial features and limbs, and the amount of bleeding is pitiful, as if he was kneaded into a ball by some alien technology in an instant.

An unspeakable disgusting smell floated into the nostrils of the two of them.

The smell of blood mixed with excrement and vomit, as well as the pungent smell of various chemical reagents knocked to the ground, Jiang Yuenian decisively pulled out the gas mask and was about to hand it to Fang Lin when he realized that the other party had already prepared to put it on wearing a mask.

Jiang Yuenian: So I just suffered from amnesia, right?

In this garbage dump with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the simple and clear lines on the pure black chairs are used as decorations, exuding a faint blue light, like an ancient throne, with a sense of advanced technology in the future.

Jiang Yuenian approached step by step.

At this moment, a disgusting sense of voyeurism emerged.

He turned his head, and as expected, he saw a familiar figure beside him.

"Welcome to my laboratory as a guest—" The clown walked out of the shadows, and the darkness swept across his face like a tide, revealing his weird and funny face, he bowed for question marks, and raised his arms to look like a professional comedian, "my dear collaborator, friend from afar, and... the little bat who always likes to hide in the dark."

"This time, what game are we going to play?"

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My body has recovered a lot today. I will take leave tomorrow and plan to rest at home for a day.

My cat has learned to escape from the prison, and I open the cage in the middle of the night and come out for a walk.

The cage can no longer control his longing for freedom.

......

You are already an adult cat.

It's time to learn to shut yourself up.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who voted [Landmine]: Zhonglian, 1 chrysanthemum for you;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!