Your plug-in has reached [the end of the world]

Song Mi without Gu Xun by her side decided to develop her own brain.

However, he listened to algorithmic geometry all morning, but he didn't feel anything.

From the bottom of his heart, Song Mi didn't want to admit that he had a bad mind, so he found a perfect excuse—this illusion was created too finely.

Obviously, what he and Gu Xun entered this time was not an illusion. If Gu Xun went out before him, he should be awakened too.

From this it can be seen that Gu Xun didn't go out either, so Song Mi's inability to go out is too excusable.

After all, he's out of his mind.

Song Mi bit her pen and tilted her head to examine everyone in the class.

Finally, he stopped his gaze and looked at Gu Xun who was taking notes seriously.

Ever since the accident in this world, Song Mi felt that her life was full of anxiety and blood, and she hadn't seen such a quiet and peaceful Boss Gu for a long time.

Thinking of this, Song Mi immediately sat up straight and patted his face.

This fucking is an illusion, no matter how beautiful it is, it is an illusion.

If you drown in it, you don't know how you will die.

Song Mi's series of actions had no warning, and seemed a little nervous.

Gu Xun looked sideways: "What's wrong?"

Song Mi's shoulders slumped, and he lay down on the table: "It's nothing."

He couldn't sit still like this, but he couldn't find any problems with it.

Song Mi sighed, and said in his heart that it was good that he had discussed with Gu Xun how to deal with the illusion, but he couldn't find the guide, so could it be that he really wanted to kill everyone in it?

He looked at Gu Xun beside him, and felt that even if it was fake, he couldn't do anything about it.

The sound of the teacher's lecture was heard next to his ear, and Song Mizuo could not hear a word as it went in and out of his right ear.

Inexplicably, he remembered the kiss he had with Gu Xun the night before. Gu Xun kissed so hard that his mind was almost dazed.

He ran all day yesterday and didn't have time to think about it.

Now that it's quiet, the feeling of touch is more memorable, and I can't forget it even if I want to.

Does Gu Xun feel that way about himself now?

Song Mi sneaked a glance at Gu Xun, then quickly retracted his gaze, and then he glanced again. This went back and forth several times, and finally caught Gu Xun's attention.

"What's wrong?" Gu Xun asked again.

Song Mi's cheeks were hot, and she buried her face in her arms: "It's nothing..."

In fact, he didn't care as much as he said.

The first kiss of being single for nearly 20 years is gone.

"Alas..." Song Mi let out a long sigh.

After class, Song Mi and Gu Xun left the classroom together. There were many people and the stairs were narrow, so they had to move forward slowly.

"Hello."

A clear female voice suddenly sounded in the noisy corridor, Song Mi turned around and saw a slightly familiar face.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere, but can't remember the name.

"I'm Yu Qingqing from the School of Economics and Management next door." The girl seemed a little embarrassed, she lowered her head and curled the hair on her shoulders with her index finger, "Can I talk to you alone?"

Song Mi took a deep breath, this is the flower of the Economics and Management Academy next door who he had been joking with Gu Xun a while ago!

He remembered that Gu Xun seemed to be still angry at the time. At that time, he couldn't figure out the reason for Gu Xun's anger, but now he suddenly understood.

Song Mi immediately turned around and looked at Gu Xun, thinking that she wouldn't be angry too right now.

However, Gu Xun didn't respond, and just asked him lightly if he wanted to go.

Song Mi reflexively wanted to refuse. After all, he was just addicted to mouth, and he didn't think about what would happen to the courtyard flower.

Besides, this is an illusion, he and a paper man...

Thinking of Song Mi's footsteps, the development of the plot in the illusion is all set.

Now that the plot has been arranged, if I don't go, won't I lose the chance to find the flaw?

"Go!" Song Mi stuffed the book in his hand into Gu Xun's arms, and asked Xiang Yuqing, "Where are you going?"

Yu Qingqing made an appointment in the long corridor at the back door of the library. Song Mi clearly remembered that there was a murder here on the first day when the ability erupted.

Kind of cast a shadow on his little heart.

Crisp green leaves, bright red flowers, quiet corridors, fine sunshine.

This is a scene that will appear in almost every youth campus love drama.

Yu Weiwei was a little shy, and rubbed her skirt with her fingers: "Actually, I have been..."

Song Mi leaned back after a pause, his face full of lovelessness.

Isn't it sir?His fantasy is only worthy of such a bad street romance routine?

"...I've always liked you!" Yu Qingyuan finally plucked up the courage to say it out.

Song Mi said "Ah..." in an extremely dull manner, "Thank you."

He looked around and didn't seem to find anything unusual.

"Let's chat," Song Mi walked to the chair by the corridor and sat down, "You said you like me, so do you know what games I like to play?"

If Song Mi really received a confession from a girl, he probably wouldn't be unreasonable after rejecting it.

But since it's all an illusion here, he has to actively look for clues.

Yu gently said the name of the game, and also mentioned the heroes he was good at, and even said that he could give Song Mi support at any time and any place.

The perfect girlfriend to play games with.

Song Mi was almost heartbroken.

After that, he asked several questions one after another, and Yu Qingqing answered them all.

It's like a girl who really has a crush on Song Mi, who knows the preferences of her crush very well.

Song Mi frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Why is this leader so powerful?He knows so clearly whether he likes tomato scrambled eggs first, or the egg first?

"It's just that I happened to meet you in the cafeteria before," Yu Qingqing said with a smile on his lips, "I saw the egg you ate first."

Song Mi: "..."

He directly ended this unnutritious conversation, and crawled back to the dormitory.

At ten past twelve noon, it was time for Gu Xun to take a nap.

Song Mi hasn't eaten yet, or in other words, he forgot.

Going to the cafeteria seems to have been a thing in his previous life, and he can't get used to it now.

There was a soft "creak" sound when the door was opened, and Song Mi eased his hands and feet, and closed the door.

There was a packed lunch on the table, which Gu Xun brought to him from the cafeteria.

"Chicken leg, beef and potato shreds." Gu Xun lay on the bed, his voice flat.

Song Mi laughed: "You are like the one on the train calling for beer and mineral water."

Gu Xun turned over and ignored Song Mi.

Still feeling hunger and appetite in the illusion, Song Mi opened the food and took a few mouthfuls.

It is obviously the most common canteen big pot meal, but the potatoes are sour and crispy and the beef is soft and rotten. Song Mi's mouth is full of salty aroma, and he almost shed tears.

Delicious, so delicious.

He hasn't had such a "formal" lunch for a long time.

I don't know what's going on with me in the real world, so I have to find a guide quickly.

After a meal, Song Mi instantly ignited his fighting spirit.

There was no class in the afternoon, and he didn't take a nap anymore, so he was going to wander around the campus.

However, he checked the road several times, the trees several times, and even watered every teaching building, but found nothing abnormal.

Song Mi stood on the balcony on the third floor of the library, touched the hard ground that had collapsed, and suddenly a horrific idea came out of his mind.

——This may not be an illusion.

As for those bloody twists and turns, it was just a dream he had?

The moment this idea appeared, Song Mi sternly denied it.

"This is an illusion," Song Mi stood on the balcony and looked down, repeating to himself, "This is an illusion." He said it to himself, and reminded himself.

The world has undergone great changes, human beings have supernatural powers, and Shimei is still waiting for him to find her.

Song Mi bowed, put his palms on both sides of his head, and rubbed his face hard.

He began to recall everything he had experienced in the past few months, and suddenly found that some memories had begun to blur.

He turned and went back to the library, borrowed a pen and paper from the administrator, and wrote down little by little what he had experienced in the real world.

Song Mi wrote two full pages, folded them in half and put them in his pocket.

It was already dark when he was in the library, and there was a message from Gu Xun on his phone, asking where Song Mi was now and where to eat.

Song Mi remembered that when school just started, Gu Xun always walked alone and didn't talk to them.

Later, Zhao Cheng in the dormitory moved out, and Hao Zhixuan stayed in the laboratory again. They suddenly changed the four-person room into a two-person room, and their relationship gradually improved.

Song Mi didn't know where to eat, he was lowering his head to send a message to Gu Xun, but bumped into someone.

He looked up and saw that it was Gu Xun who came.

"I just sent you a message." Song Mi put away the phone.

"Did you come to the library this afternoon?" Gu Xun was carrying a schoolbag, looking like an elite student.

Song Mi gave a casual "hmm" and changed the topic: "What's for dinner?"

"Let's go and have a look." Gu Xun said.

In the end, the two went to a newly opened fish meal shop. Song Mi smelled the aroma in the shop and felt that he hadn't eaten these things for a long time.

Even if it is an illusion, you have to have a mouthful.

After Song Mi ate a meal, she felt that she was doing well again.

On the way back to the dormitory, he began to look left and right again for flaws.

"What are you looking for?" Gu Xun asked him.

Song Mi put his pockets in his pocket, and pinched the two pieces of draft paper with his fingers: "It's nothing."

"You're weird today," Gu Xun frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"

Gu Xun asked honestly, but Song Mi seemed like a villain who wanted to play tricks behind his back.

He panicked, so guilty that he almost plunged into the bushes by the side of the road to comfort his frightened little heart.

Boss Gu deserves to be Boss Gu, even a fake Boss Gu is so powerful.

It doesn't look like a facilitator, otherwise I wouldn't ask such stupid questions.

Song Mi touched his chin, thinking he could take advantage of it.

"Boss Gu," Song Mi asked, "Do you feel that something is wrong recently?"

"Yes." Gu Xun replied simply.

Song Mi didn't expect the result to come out so quickly, and asked quickly: "What's wrong?!"

Gu Xun looked at Song Mi, paused for a moment, and said, "You."

Song Mi: "..."

Forget it, paper people can't be counted on.

At night, Song Mi lay on the bed and recalled what he discovered that day.

——It turned out that nothing was found.

"Am I that stupid?" Song Mi complained, "Boss Gu, am I really stupid?"

"Yes." Gu Xun had already turned off the lights and fell asleep.

Song Mi sighed: "Boss Gu."

Gu Xun responded with "Huh?"

Sure enough, Gu Xun was still so nice, always answering every request and question.

Song Mi picked up the phone and pretended to browse the web: "I have a puzzle here, let's see how to solve it."

Gu Xun said "um" again, intending to carry out the silence to the end.

"If you entered an illusion, and there is a guide in this illusion who guides the plot of the illusion, and you can only get out of the illusion if you find him out, what should you do?"

Gu Xun didn't respond for a long time after listening.

"Boss Gu?" Song Mi sat up, thinking that Gu Xun had fallen asleep.

In the end, he found that Gu Xun, who was facing the bed, had sat up at some point.

"Fuck...you scared me!" Song Mi covered her thumping mouth.

"Before I answer this question, you first answer me a question." Gu Xun's voice was very low, and it seemed distant and deep in the silent night.

"Is this world an illusion?"

Song Mi never expected that the plot would develop in this direction.

He didn't bring it up in one breath, and almost pouted.

Before it was too late, Song Mi stepped on the railing beside the bed with his right foot, flew directly onto Gu Xun's bed, and threw him down under him.

"You're the fucking guide, right?!" Song Mi grabbed Gu Xun's neck, "Get me out!"

However, Gu Xun's strength was much stronger than Song Mi imagined.

He clasped Song Mi's wrist, pulled it hard, put his elbow on the bed, turned back and forth a few times, and pushed Song Mi onto his own bed.

"It really is an illusion." Gu Xun pressed Song Mi, and the two almost touched their noses.

The iron single bed was only 1.2 meters wide, and two tall and burly teenagers rolled and tossed on it, making a "creaking and creaking" sound that made it easy to think about it.

Song Mi panted heavily and struggled a few times without moving.

Xin Dao has relied too much on supernatural powers in fighting these days, which has caused him to seriously underestimate the enemy and fall on someone else's bed.

"Let go." Song Mi struggled desperately, unable to lose his momentum.

"If you let go, can you talk properly?" Gu Xun asked calmly.

Song Mi narrowed his eyes, trying to communicate harmoniously: "Aren't you the guide?"

Gu Xun let go of Song Mi's hand: "I'm not."

Song Mi jumped away from Gu Xun in an instant, and the two of them occupied the first and last ends of the single bed.

"Don't sit on my pillow." Gu Xun reminded.

Song Mi pulled Gu Xun's pillow out from under her buttocks and hugged her in her arms: "Are you really not a guide?"

Gu Xun didn't want to answer the repeated question a second time.

"But I didn't say anything," Song Mi was puzzled, "Why did you just guess that this world is an illusion?"

Gu Xun paused, looked down at his outstretched hands: "Because I think I'm weird."

"Strange?" Song Mi was a little dazed, he didn't even think there was a problem with Gu Xun, but Gu Xun himself discovered the problem, "What's so strange about you?"

"I'm so kind to you," Gu Xun raised his head again, his eyes were as dark as a deep well, and he couldn't see through them at a glance, "It's too good to be normal."

Song Mi's throat choked up, feeling a little dumbfounded: "That's...uh..."

Could it be that the current Gu Xun hasn't found out what he wants?

"Actually, it's because you like me" How the hell would you say that? !

"I don't think I should be so close to you," Gu Xun frowned slightly, "But I can't help but want to get closer."

Song Mixin said this is a fucking confession in disguise, right?The reason is so obvious and I don't know why? !

It's probably a straight guy who doesn't realize that he is actually a closet for a while, which is also understandable.

Song Mi relaxed again, she will always know in the future.

"I even considered whether my sexual orientation is normal or not," Gu Xun said, breaking Song Mi's imagination, "I found myself extremely repulsed by homosexuality."

Song Mi stretched her neck, "Ah?!", and was so shocked that she couldn't say a word.

"I can't possibly like you."

The author has something to say: Song Mi: Did you change your mind? ! ? ! ? ?

On the 22nd, it will be clamped, and on the 21st, it will be broken for another day.

The next chapter will be updated at eleven o'clock in the evening on the 22nd.

Thanks for reading