Horror game live BUG is actually my own

When Fu Yan was taken back to his home in the transit city by Fanxiang, he was actually still awake.

It's just that my head still hurts and swells, I feel messy and spinning, and I can't even stand still.Fan Xiangyi didn't talk nonsense and put him on the bed directly.

The first time was raw and the second time was familiar. Anyway, Fu Yan behaved similarly after absorbing a soul last time, so Fan Xiang didn't worry too much for a while, and didn't bother him with many questions.After putting the person on the bed, Fan Xiangyi sat down beside him.By doing this, on the one hand, he could observe Fu Yan's situation after the fusion at any time, and on the other hand, he could wait for Fu Yan's situation to improve and chat with him as soon as possible.

But this time, Fu Yan opened his mouth to speak.He lay flat on the bed, raised his hand and pressed his forehead, as if it would make him feel more relaxed, he said softly, "I never went smoothly when I came out of those game worlds..."

Isn't it?At any rate, he came out awake this time, the previous three times he came out while lying down and comatose.Fu Yan couldn't figure out whether it was called "lying to win" or "sleeping to win".

"It's just a sequela of absorbing the soul, and it won't be like this after absorbing it." Fan Xiang saw that he was stroking his forehead and pressing his temples, and leaned forward to pull his hand away to see, "Why, headache?"

"It's hard to say, pain, bloating, dizziness, mainly because things are crowded in my head too messy... Tsk, don't blame me for talking incoherently."

"Then you should shut up and rest."

"No, I'm so annoyed that I want to hit the wall, talk to divert my attention." Fu Yan withdrew his hand and continued to pinch the Jingming acupoint, "What did you just say? Oh, it won't be like this after collecting all the souls. Then What is the use of collecting these souls?"

He said that these seemed to be purely to divert his attention, and without waiting for Fan Xiang to answer, he continued: "Except for the extra memory after torturing me with a headache, I feel that there is no change. If you can say that you can be in the same state when you come out at the end of the game. Good, isn't that the case for other players? It's funny that I toss such a big circle just to reach the average level of other people..."

"After your soul comes back, of course you will not only become an ordinary person." Fanxiang saw that he was beating his forehead more and more forcefully, and couldn't help but grab his wrist, "Take it easy, even if the soul is gone Come back, your strength will also change, be careful to kill yourself."

Fu Yan frowned, opened his eyes and glanced at him, then simply grabbed Fan Xiangyi's with the other hand: "If you're really so idle, lend me your hand."

While talking, Fu Yan took Fan Xiangyi's palm and pressed it on his forehead.Fan Xiangyi's hands were very cold, and the effect was similar to that of applying an ice towel. The instant pain relief effect was obvious, and Fu Yan's brows and eyes also relaxed a little.

"Thank you." Fu Yan put his hand on the back of Fan Xiangyi's hand, closed his eyes and said, "You said that my power has changed, but I didn't feel it at all, and I don't know how to use it. Even if my own hand can freeze at this time I don’t even need you as ice cubes for me.”

"You will follow your soul back to what you think of." Fan Xiangyi covered his head with his palm, and for some reason, suddenly dug out a common human disease from the corner of his memory, and frowned, "You are so hot, why are you so hot?" fever?"

"Not necessarily, it might just be a momentary stress reaction." Fu Yan didn't want to move, and denied the possibility of illness without even thinking about it, and changed the topic, "Listen to you, I will become stronger in the future?"

Fan Xiangyi snorted softly: "See who you are comparing with."

"Understood, if I don't compete with you, I will become stronger." Fu Yan opened his eyes and looked at him, "Will that become stronger than the BOSS in the game world? If so, why should I go in? To tear down their lair ?”

Fan Xiangyi: "You will know when the time comes."

Fu Yan: "Still a secret?"

"You don't like spoilers?" Fan Xiang said, "I respect you."

"I feel that one day you will use the word 'I respect you' to mess with me..." Fu Yan muttered, and then pulled his hand away, "Your hand is also getting hot."

This was clearly the heat transmitted from Fu Yan's forehead, and Fan Xiang raised his eyebrows: "Throw it away when you're done using it?"

"Do I dare, Your Majesty?" Fu Yan spread his hands towards him, "Borrow the other side."

Fanxiang heard his half-remembered and half-discovered temper when he spoke, put his other hand on his forehead, and asked, "What do you remember?"

"Come out a bit, but it's just a thread." Fu Yan closed his eyes again and replied, "It doesn't hurt that much, but I'm sleepy again. I'll pass out for a while."

"...You go to sleep."

"Good night."

"……Good night."

***

After a long time, when it was close to dinner, Cen Yi and Cen Yi knocked on the door.

Originally, they had returned to their villa from the transfer station around noon, and Cen Yi was still holding the broken rabbit in her hands, not daring to drop any cotton.Although Nuo Nuo asked Cen Yi to make up the doll rabbit, she didn't dare to do it lightly, and she wasn't sure how to make it up. She planned in her heart to ask Mr. Fan about it.

But Fu Yan didn't go directly back to the transfer station this time.When Cen Yi thought about taking one last look at the game world, she guessed that it was Mr. Fan who brought him back directly.Then thinking about the last time Fu Yan fell asleep for most of the day when he came back, the Cen siblings could only come to him slowly.

At this moment during dinner, the two of them also tried to find it, but they didn't expect that the door really opened.

It was Fan Xiangyi who opened the door!

The siblings were stunned for a moment, and Cen Yi said, "Uh, Mr. Fan, Fu Yan..."

Fan Xiangyi didn't answer him at all, just turned around and walked away, apparently to let them in.The siblings entered and closed the door obediently, and when they entered the hall, they saw Fu Yan leaning on the sofa, not looking energetic.

Seeing that his expression was not quite right, Cen Yi took a closer look: "What's wrong with you?"

"Fever." Before Fu Yan could answer, Fan Xiangyi sat down on the sofa next to him and said coldly, "I will never see a doctor."

"It's just a physical reaction. It's normal. I should rest for a while. I'm too lazy to move." After Fu Yan woke up, his brain didn't hurt much, but his body was weak, so he couldn't sit still.He leaned on the sofa with a pillow behind him, looked at the doll rabbit in Cen Yi's arms and said, "...how did you bring this out?"

"Just wanted to ask. As soon as you left, Nuo Nuo gave me this and asked me to make it up. Then she waved her hand and told me to get out. I rolled back to the transfer station in the blink of an eye, and my brother got out too. It's out." Cen Yi knelt down and showed him the rabbit she was carefully guarding, "What should I do, really cute?"

"Then what else do you want?" Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, "Boss Ligui asked you to mend it, how dare you just let it go?"

"But, how do you mend it?" Cen Yi saw that he could answer, so she didn't rush to ask Mr. Vatican, "This cotton is definitely not enough, can I find some new cotton to mend it? Besides, can I do it myself? Can I find someone else to do it? I only sew some buttons and other things, and I have never made any ready-made clothes. If my craftsmanship is too bad, she won’t kill me because I didn’t do it well, right?”

"I give it to you because I want you to do it yourself, and she asks for it on her own." Fu Yan said slowly, "You can make it up as you like, it doesn't matter."

His tone of voice was confident and indifferent, as if he was following his fingers, extremely determined.As soon as Fan Xiang looked at him, he didn't think his words were strange, he just stared at his flushed cheeks and eyes that couldn't open, thinking about how to lure this stubborn donkey to see a doctor.

Cen Yi didn't pay attention to the expressions of the two bosses, she was only thinking about mending the rabbit: "Then, what should I do after I mend it?"

Fu Yan replied lightly: "It's burned."

"Ah?" Cen Yi asked puzzled, "Do you want to prepare anything?"

Fu Yan: "Get ready for a fire."

Cen Yi: "I mean, do you want some ceremony..."

"No need. This thing is hers, and it will be returned to her if it is burned." Fu Yan's tone was unhurried.He also leaned forward, reached out and grabbed a handful of cotton from the rabbit, twirled it, and observed it carefully for a while.

Cen Yi intuitively felt that he should know the cause and effect of this, and asked, "What's wrong with this cotton?"

"Can you make amulets? If not, just sew a cloth bag and put the rabbit's cotton in it." Fu Yan said, "In the future, bring this thing into the game, and it will hide you when you are in danger."

"...Hey?!" Cen Yi was startled, "You mean, this can be made into props?!"

"Yes." Fu Yan replied, "But when this thing hides you, it's like being stuffed in a pile of cotton. If you don't come out quickly, you may be in danger of suffocation. You can handle it yourself."

"Then, so much cotton..."

"She only gives you rabbits, and the cotton you give to her is to die for them." Fu Yan said slowly, and put the cotton back into Cen Yi's hands, "Okay, go do your needlework, President. "

Cen Yi feels that he is not in the right state today, and there is an inexplicable "big boss atmosphere" on him, or in other words, it seems to be the pressure of the superior.However, it may also be that Fu Yan's expression is too lazy, giving people the illusion.

"Okay." Cen Yi stood up, "Then you still want to eat with us? How about we ask Wu Zifei to make some sick meals for you, just in time, he also said that he has a question for you."

Before Fu Yan could answer, Fan Xiangyi said, "You can come for food, but don't bother people, it's a waste of time."

"Then why don't you bring some antipyretics by the way?" Cen Yi also stepped forward and asked, "Fu Yan, do you have any allergies?"

"No." Fu Yan sighed, "But I don't think taking medicine will help..."

"You are a mortal body, take the medicine honestly." Fan Xiangyi interrupted him, "If the medicine doesn't work, go to the doctor for me."

Fu Yan glanced at him and fell silent.

"Then let's go first, so we won't disturb your rest." Cen Yi said, "Cen Yi will bring you food later, and I'll be at home thinking about how to do the rabbit's repair surgery... Uh, yes, I forgot to ask, this Is there a time limit?"

Fu Yan asked back, "Did she say it?"

"No."

"Then you can figure it out."

"This is scarier than getting it done tomorrow." Cen Yi sighed softly, "I'll try my best, as soon as possible."

Fu Yan thought for a while, took out his workbook from his pocket, and pointed to the cabinet next to him: "Wait a while, go get the scissors."

Cen Yi wanted to find it for him, but before he could walk over, Fan Xiang raised his hand one by one, and the drawer of the cabinet opened automatically and flew out, finally falling into Fan Xiang's hand.

Fan Xiang stood in front of him together and handed it to him: "What do you want?"

Fu Yan cut out a line from the notebook slowly, and Fan looked at it, and found that what he cut out was a sentence.

[Nuo Nuo's favorability towards Cen Yi is +20, and the total favorability is 50/100. 】

Only Fu Yan and Fan Xiang could see this sentence. In Cen Yi's eyes, what was cut out was a white note.Fu Yan handed the note to Cen Yi: "Sew it into the rabbit."

"Ah?" Cen Yi asked blankly, "Is there any use?"

"Not necessarily, it depends on what Nuo Nuo thinks." Fu Yan handed the scissors back to Fan Xiangyi, "Okay, it's fine, let's go."

Cen Yi and Cen Yi left in a daze.

Fan "throws" a pair of scissors back into the drawer, and then touches Fu Yan's forehead, as if to check his temperature, and as if forcing him to look up and look at him.

"It seems that you remember a lot of crooked ways, but you just don't remember about me, huh?"