Forces of Temptation

It is rare for "Nanzhou" to concentrate, not to think about anything, just take a look at {Jiangfang}, and then use the moon as a lamp to complete a stroke of light and shadow on the paper.

He was trying to imagine what it would be like to walk under the sun with him and [Nan Zhou].

{Jiang Fang} watched the "Southern Boat" quietly.

The moonlight was thick, and the shimmering moonlight was like a stream, hitting his brow bone, giving him an urge to reach out and gently wipe it for him.

But he only curled his fingers on the roof tiles a few times, and after making a slight sound, he gave up on his own.

Paintings can be finished successfully with just a few strokes.

Seeing that there were still about 10 minutes left, "Nanzhou" was no longer in such a hurry, and asked him, "Who do you want to see again?"

He was referring to {Southern Boat}.

【Nanzhou】will go to see his 【Jiang Fang】, he thought {Jiang Fang} will do the same.

{Jiang Fang} had no intention of leaving.

"Nanzhou" was a little surprised and looked up at him.

"You were right before." He confessed his state of mind calmly, "I'm afraid he's also a monster. That's why I never see him at night."

"He saved me and took me in when I was a child, and I have lived these years honestly. If he is a monster, he is one of the monsters who killed my parents. We are clear; if he is not, I And protected him for so many years...we are still clean."

"Nanzhou" did not expect {Jiang Fang} to say this, and said in surprise, "I thought you..."

{Jiang Fang} interface: "... like him?"

"Nan Zhou" nodded in confusion.

Every Jiangfang should have a Nanzhou, and he has always believed in this point.

What's more, {Jiang Fang} clearly cares about {Nanzhou}.

When he thought he was him, {Jiang Fang} almost went crazy, thinking of dying with him.

Later, he still didn't allow himself to moan with {South Zhou}'s voice...

{Jiang Fang} had already guessed through all the thoughts swirling in his mind.

"I care about him, because I only have him. If there is only a cat or a puppet left in this world, you will care about it too."

{Jiang Fang} fixedly looked at him, and said, "...Who would fall in love with a dummy?"

"Nanzhou" trembled slightly in his heart, and suddenly felt a little pity.

"Nan Zhou" spent 23 years alone in the small town. It goes without saying how much loneliness and distress he suffered during this period.

However, because he voluntarily became "Light Charm", at least he doesn't have to wait to be slaughtered.

But because {Jiang Fang}'s parents died of monsters, he would never allow himself to be with monsters and to "collide with Guangmei". Therefore, in these years, he struggled to survive in the cracks, and he worked harder than himself and Nanzhou Much more.

{Jiang Fang} spotted him when "Nanzhou" was in a daze, and swallowed a sentence he hadn't said yet.

...It is obviously the same face, but he knows that it is very different.

"Nanzhou" finished the finishing work and showed him the finished painting.

{Jiang Fang} didn't show much interest, so he took it, and planned to just browse through it hastily.

But when he found that the mood of the person in the painting was similar to his own, his heart still beat a few times.

With a calm face, he finished the scroll and returned it to "Nanzhou", while expressing his approval in a reserved and succinct way: "Very good."

"Nanzhou" tore off the sketch and put it in the warehouse.

He only hoped that someone in the world would not forget them.

It's best when someone remembers that they lived.

Since he shared the warehouse with the real Nanzhou, perhaps, he can also use the warehouse to send this painting to a world that he will never reach.

He put away the painting and took out the dagger.

In his memory, the dagger was snatched from that cannon fodder Qin Yadong when he reunited with the real Jiang Fang.

Now, it is the key to end this infinite pain and bring Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang back together again.

"Nanzhou" is not afraid of death, but Jiang Fang is afraid that he will not be able to find his Nanzhou.

"Nanzhou" used the tip of the dagger to search for a position on his neck and pressed it a few times, finding the most deadly place.

Seeing that {Jiang Fang} did not speak, he still felt a little guilty.

"Beyond the world, there must be a new world." "Nan Zhou" comforted him, "We will go to another place, where we will meet [Nan Zhou], and there may be many others who have made the same choice as us The game characters are there. You'll have new companions and you won't be so alone."

"It sounds like a garbage dump." {Jiang Fang} sneered, "Also, how could there be such an infatuated fool like you."

Because he knew he was not stupid, "Nanzhou" didn't realize he was being satirized, and only pointed at the first half of his sentence: "Maybe it's a new home."

{Jiang Fang}: "Then hold your hand. Don't... get lost."

He stretched out his hands and held Nan Zhou's hand respectively.

The temperature transmitted from his palm was unusually warm, with a reassuring force.

There are only 3 minutes left before this small dungeon is forced to end.

"Nan Zhou" wanted to raise his hand, but realized that the veins of his hands were tightly locked by {Jiang Fang}'s seemingly warm gesture, and he couldn't release it.

He struggled twice, but couldn't get out of the shackles of his hands.

Under the full moon, in terms of strength alone, I can't compare to {Jiang Fang}.

"Nanzhou" sighed lightly, but was not surprised or anxious.

Once waking up from a dream, it was like seeing a mayfly in Yelu, living and dying, no one can accept such a bug-like fate.

"Nanzhou" knew that it was not so easy to convince {Jiang Fang}.

He just wanted to know what else {Jiang Fang} was reluctant to let go of.

"...Brother Fang."

Facing this face, he called out the title naturally.

"You still won't let me go?"

"I don't believe that there is any other place in this world that allows us to hide. I don't believe in anyone's guarantee." {Jiang Fang}'s voice was firm, and his hands were strengthened layer by layer like iron, choking the wrist of "Nan Zhou" With a bone-breaking sound, "...I don't even believe that you can get any good results by self-mutilation-if you wipe your neck, even if you get to that world, I will only get a corpse."

Only two and a half minutes left.

150 seconds.

"Nanzhou" knew he was right: "Then you..."

What he said next, he didn't say it, and he couldn't say it.

Because {Jiang Fang} grabbed the dagger in his hand and locked his wrists tightly with one hand when the dagger fell to the ground with a "clang", and locked his wrists with the other hand upwards, strangling his neck tightly.

Nan Zhou's neck was very thin, and he could fully control his breathing with just one slap, and with a slight pinch, large patches of red ooze from the edge of his powerful palm print.

{Jiang Fang} pushed him down on the roof, pinched his neck, and said in a tender tone: "If you want to kill you, I have to do it myself."

"Nanzhou" couldn't breathe, so he got out of the control of his other hand and reached out to grab his wrist, only to find that his pulse was beating very fast, which did not match the calmness on his face.

At this juncture of life and death, he actually guessed what {Jiang Fang} wanted to do right away.

With all the oxygen cut off, he wanted to speak, but he was powerless.

With the rapid loss of air in the lungs, the light and shadow in front of "Nanzhou" changed rapidly, and the hanging moon in the sky also became flickering, like a huge light bulb with poor contact.

It's not all hallucinations.

... The game world reads that the life value of the core character "Nanzhou" is rapidly losing, and it has also become unstable.

{Jiang Fang} refused to waste time looking for {Nan Zhou}, but wanted to stay by "Nan Zhou"'s side and find such a rare way for him.

Those high-dimensional people only want "Nanzhou" to die, but they don't necessarily have to die.

If the "Southern Boat" cut his throat, he would definitely die, but if it only caused temporary shock and cardiac arrest through suffocation, then maybe... there is still a chance of turning around.

With the convulsions of "Nan Zhou", {Jiang Fang} bent down, put his hand on his ear, and said softly: "Hey, if the world doesn't collapse, and that Nan Zhou gets the ticket, I will Save you; if the world collapses and we are no longer here, you must remember that I killed you, and you must remember him as firmly as you remember him."

"Nanzhou" could not reply.

He just gently stroked the fingers holding {Jiang Fang}'s wrist twice before responding.

{Jiang Fang}'s skin was numb from his touch, and his cheeks flushed slightly: "Little liar. Who would believe you. You must be scolding me in your heart."

"Nanzhou" answered him in his heart:

I did not lie to you.

Let's go together after this past is over.

You still owe me...a few questions.

For example...

When the world of "Nanzhou" was getting darker, a drop of warmth unexpectedly fell on the face of "Nanzhou".

"Nanzhou" felt a little surprised, stretched out his palm in the endless suffocation, and when he wanted to touch the source of the water mark, his hand was firmly grasped in the palm.

Before the world was completely dark, his hand was gently held, and someone said to him: "Go. Let's go together."

The stories about these three tiny worlds in a box, because of the death of the core characters, disappeared in a certain corner of the universe like a finished game or TV series.

……

What awakened Nan Zhou from his delusions was a long and shrill sound of the train whistle.

Billowing snow-white steam rose into the sky, forming a straight hot line in the air, and went straight to the sky, as if the clouds in the sky were all melted by steam.

Nan Zhou was in an old-fashioned station, sitting on a bench beside the platform.

A contract that Nan Zhou held in his palm was rattled by a gust of unprovoked wind.

Party A: Train manager

Party B: Nanzhou

Content: Party A puts the copy of Party B into a game.

After the game starts, Party B will completely forget about signing the contract.

Party A has the responsibility to ensure that the difficulty of the game is controlled within the capabilities of Party B.

Party B will end the game by voluntarily dying in the game center.

After the game is over, Party B will receive a reward ticket, valid for 6 hours.

The validity period starts to be counted after the ticket enters the warehouse.

Please board this one-of-a-kind one-way train before the ticket expires, and go pick your own fruits of victory.

With the help of this paper contract, Nan Zhou finally recalled that after he, Jiang Fang and the others accepted the transmission of the copy, they entered a small closed room and sat around a table.

These five contracts were placed on the table, and there was no one around to explain them.

Before the oxygen in the closed room was exhausted, they discussed for nearly an hour and concluded that the difficulty of the game lies in the word "willingly".

Under the premise of losing relevant memories, no one is willing to die willingly.

But if you get back your memory and know that you are a copy, how can you willingly die for the subject?

From a comprehensive point of view, this is obviously an overlord contract, but in order to complete the last copy, they have to sign it.

After realizing where he was, Nan Zhou immediately opened the warehouse.

At the top of the warehouse is a simple and old-fashioned light green ticket with the train number branded on it, which is exactly the same as the bronze plate inlaid on the side of the train in front of you.

The destination was not specified on the ticket, but Nan Zhou's name was clearly written on it.

In this way, the ticket is used by a single person and cannot be lent to others.

Nanzhou directly skipped the ticket that was crucial to winning, and started searching in the warehouse one by one.

He has an excellent memory, and he remembers everything in the warehouse clearly.

But he searched back and forth three times before he was willing to confirm——

……there is none left.

The picture of "Southern Boat", "Southern Boat" and {Jiangfang} is gone.

...Some things can be brought into the game through settings.

But the game world is of a different dimension from the station world he lives in.

It doesn't come out at all.

Nan Zhou lowered his head and looked at the railroad tracks. After a long time of hesitation, a tall shadow came from above.

A puppet-like flight attendant with gray face and stiff muscles asked in a deep voice, "Hello. Would you like to get on the bus?"

Nanzhou: "Excuse me, is the departure time in six hours?"

The flight attendant mechanically announced the time: "After five hours and 57 minutes."

Nan Zhou: "Where are my teammates?"

The flight attendant with a blank face repeated: "Do you want to get on the bus? Please show your ticket."

Nan Zhou turned his face to one side and stopped looking at the repeater: "I'll wait for someone."