Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

Before he could send any news to Duan Zhuoheng, 7436 was forced into a small dark room by Lu Bingwen, and it was several hours later when he saw the light again.

Lu Bingwen was no longer outside, and was sitting on the sofa in home clothes and watching a movie.

7436 quickly checked the time, and found that it was exactly 06:30, almost when Duan Zhuoheng was about to go home.

Before entering the small black room in the afternoon, 7436 happened to pass the last message to Duan Zhuoheng. After checking the records, it was around 42:[-], which meant that he stayed in the small black room for a full four hours.

And in these four hours, what the host did, I don't know anything...

The main system messed up the first time it assigned a task to itself alone. 7436 felt desolate and deeply felt that he had no hope of promotion. When talking to Lu Bingwen, his tone became aggrieved: [Host, why did you suddenly lock him into a small black room? ? 】

"Come out?"

Compared to 7436's decadence, Lu Bingwen was much more heartless. After a careless sentence, he didn't answer its question. He took a bite of the snack at hand and then stared at the screen intently.

Just when 7436 thought he would not answer himself, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked a somewhat strange question.

"66, can you dream?"

7436 hadn't recovered from the disappointment of messing up the mission, he was stunned by his question, and then noticed the movie screen on the TV screen in front of him.

"Blade Runner"?

According to 7436's understanding of Lu Bingwen for so long, he doesn't seem to be very interested in sci-fi movies. In the past, he mostly watched romance movies to pass the time. Today, he actually found such a movie and asked himself such a strange thing. Weird question...

7436 had a hard time not thinking too much.

Did the host discover something?

But what if it's just a coincidence, 7436 hesitated for a while, feeling that he couldn't get himself into trouble, so he chose to play dumb: [Host, what do you mean, 66 doesn't quite understand it? 】

"Don't understand?" Lu Bingwen smiled, and then asked, "Then, do androids dream of electronic sheep?"

He has said all this, even if 7436 doesn't want to admit it anymore, he can only accept the fact that the host has really realized something.

As a cute new system that has only done a few missions, 7436 has never seen such a scene before, he hesitated for a long time and only choked out a sentence: [Host, he is a system, not a bionic person...]

When Lu Bingwen heard his words, he didn't know whether he was out of breath or thought of something, but he couldn't help laughing out loud.

7436 couldn't understand what he meant, so he could only wait quietly for him to finish laughing.

Smiling and laughing, Lu Bingwen suddenly sighed, and there was a hint of self-mockery in the smile just now, and he looked ahead and said to himself: "Who said it was you?"

7426 was completely confused by him, and stopped talking several times. He was sure that this situation seemed beyond his ability to solve it, so he planned to secretly send a message to the main system for help.

However, just as soon as the idea came into being, and before it had time to implement it, Lu Bingwen suddenly said: "66, what do you want to do?"

【I, I, I don't want to do anything...】

I don't know if it was an illusion, but 7436 suddenly felt that the aura of his host at that moment was actually more terrifying than that of the main system. Under such coercion, let alone sending messages, even his normal speech began to stutter.

Lu Bingwen seemed satisfied with its reaction, smiled and said nothing, and then started watching the movie.

When Duan Zhuoheng came home, the film was in its final stage. As the protagonist turned around with the unicorn in his hand, Lu Bingwen also looked back at Duan Zhuoheng.

"Watching a movie?" Duan Zhuoheng walked over with a smile, his tone and movements seemed to be the same as usual.

But in fact, both of them knew very well that it was time for a showdown.

Lu Bingwen stretched out his hand towards him with a smile, pulled him to sit beside him, and nodded: "Yes, do you want to watch it together?"

Duan Zhuoheng moved his lips a few times, and finally looked at the screen that started to scroll the credits and smiled slightly: "Haven't you finished watching it?"

"Change one."

Lu Bingwen laughed and did what he said. Before Duan Zhuoheng agreed, he took the remote control and exited the screen, and entered the name of another movie in the search box.

Duan Zhuoheng's heart froze when he saw the movie title made up of letters one by one, but he still suppressed his heartbeat and pretended to be calm, half-jokingly: "The Truman World? Is this a nostalgic scene today?"

"Probably." Lu Bingwen pressed the play button noncommittally.

With a long close-up shot, the movie opens, and with three interviews, the hero Truman is locked in a boxy TV box talking to himself.

For all the audience who have watched this movie, this section is definitely not a scene with a laugh, but Lu Bingwen couldn't help laughing while watching it.

Duan Zhuoheng took a deep breath, reached out to hold his hand, and asked affectionately and tenderly, "What's wrong?"

Lu Bingwen glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said softly, "It's nothing."

Duan Zhuoheng hesitated to speak.

After a long time, just when he thought that Lu Bingwen would not be talking, he suddenly said: "Last night, I had a dream."

Duan Zhuoheng tried his best to control his voice not to tremble, and asked him: "What dream?"

Lu Bingwen glanced at him: "I dreamed that I returned to Huanyu shortly after bankruptcy."

Duan Zhuoheng was slightly taken aback: "Is it because I've been too tired recently that I keep thinking about the past?"

Lu Bingwen saw that he knew everything, but pretended to be ignorant, and felt a little funny, so he shook his head and interrupted his performance: "That's not what happened in the past, because in that dream of mine, you didn't I didn’t go back to China, and I didn’t meet 7436 when I was desperate.”

Hearing the words 7436 spit out from Lu Bingwen's mouth, Duan Zhuoheng obviously panicked, and the hand covering the back of Lu Bingwen's hand couldn't help shaking.

Lu Bingwen had expected his reaction a long time ago, and reminded him in advance before he spoke: "Don't get too excited, and don't rush to deny it. I can say these things for my reasons."

Duan Zhuoheng was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and shook his head: "I don't want to deny it, so go ahead."

"What?" Lu Bingwen laughed.

"Say..." Duan Zhuoheng pursed his lips tightly, as if he was suppressing the great pain, "Say, what happened to you in that dream?"

what happened?

Lu Bingwen smiled, raised his eyes slightly, and gradually fell into memories.

In that dream, without the 7436 plug-in, I would not be able to live a good life. After spending all the money on my body, I could only sell the foreign manor left by my mother.

But probably because there are too many people offended, the sales of those manors were not smooth, and the price was suppressed too much. After signing the contract, the buyer did not pay the money according to the stipulated time. Because Lao Lu's repeated surgeries soon cost him nothing.

But despite this, bills kept coming out of the hospital. Lu Bingwen had no choice but to put down his self-esteem and look for the gang of cronies who followed behind him in the past.

But some people are obviously typical of people who can only share wealth but not share adversity. After repeatedly humiliating, Lu Bingwen failed to borrow much money, and instead was ridiculed by yin and yang.

"and then?"

Duan Zhuoheng listened to Lu Bingwen telling the story of being bullied in a flat tone, his eyes turned red unconsciously, and he gritted his teeth so as not to let himself say anything violent.

"Then?" Lu Bingwen turned his head and looked at him with a half-smile, probably thinking of something, but he didn't continue, and shook his head slightly, "Then, because he couldn't pay in the end, Lao Lu missed it." The best period of treatment has not passed."

Duan Zhuoheng raised his head and took a deep breath, suppressing the tears in his eyes: "What about you?"

"After Lao Lu left, I didn't seem to be in a good mood. One day, somehow, I came to an abandoned construction site. There was an unfinished building in the middle of the construction site. I seemed to jump from there."

When Lu Bingwen described this incident, his expression was extremely calm, as if what he was talking about was not suicide by jumping off a building, but as natural as going out to buy a vegetable.

After he finished speaking, Duan Zhuoheng didn't speak for a long time, and the room fell into a strange silence, only the dialogue in the movie not far away sounded from time to time.

After a long time, Truman in the movie has begun to realize the strangeness of the world he lives in, and the actors around him have also tried their best to appease him to believe all this and not to leave.

But once the seeds of doubt are planted, it is not so easy to remove them. On the TV screen, the smile on Truman's face when he was alone gradually disappeared, but off-screen, the smile on Lu Bingwen's face gradually rose.

He didn't turn his head this time, but still stared at the TV in front of him, and asked Duan Zhuoheng, "Do you know where I went today?"

Even though 7436 was forcibly locked into the small black room today, as the main system, Duan Zhuoheng wanted to know that Lu Bingwen's itinerary was still easy, but he didn't do that.

Duan Zhuoheng shook his head slightly and asked, "Where did you go?"

Lu Bingwen didn't care whether he really didn't know or was still pretending, and sighed: "The place where I committed suicide in my dream."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Duan Zhuoheng's expression. Surprisingly, he didn't act like he knew about it a long time ago.

Wasn't all his reactions just now acting out?

Lu Bingwen suppressed the doubts in his heart, and then asked: "Do you know what I saw there?"

Duan Zhuoheng closed his eyes and let out a long breath, then nodded slowly.

Of course he knew, because the current owner of that piece of land was himself.