Horror Variety Survival Record

In the corridor on the second floor, bright lights flashed suddenly, and there was a deafening thunder.

The light bulb made a buzzing sound, as if an old man was struggling with his life.

Ke Chun looked at Kuai Anhe in front of him, his smile became more and more strange, with a playful smile, and his eyes looking at Ke Chun were also full of provocation.

"You really impress me."

The praise from Kuai Anhe was full of sarcasm in Ke Chun's ears.

"But I appreciate it. Human beings have to be like this. One person is born, one person dies, and one person is alone. Why should we give alms to others, and why should we be bound by hypocritical favors?"

Ke Chun looked at Kuai Anhe in puzzlement, not quite understanding why he would say such a thing at this point in time.

"Those feelings will only make people cowardly and intimidating, and it will not be a big deal!" Kuai Anhe suddenly became very angry, and there seemed to be many stories in his anger.

"What big event do you want to achieve?" Ke Chun asked.

Kuai Anhe pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Become the God of Songs and be admired by all people. This is the purpose of my coming here."

"For this purpose, you sold your soul to the devil."

Kuai An and Tan Tan Shou seem to be asking "So what?".

Immediately afterwards, he pointed the topic at Ke Chun: "What about you? Why did you come here? Oh, don't say it's for growth, for love, clichés that three-year-olds don't believe. Chun, you ask your own heart, you come here Is it here for what? Fame? Fortune? Or something you wish for?"

Ke Chun didn't answer, but listened to Kuai Anhe go on talking alone.

"Let me guess? Is it for courtship? Lu Youyi, Xi Wenyao, and him, it's really easy for you to fall in love with someone. At the same time, the relationship fades quickly. Should I say that you are emotional or hypocritical? ?”

Ke Chun's eyes moved. Everyone he mentioned is no longer in this world, and was deprived of the most basic right to life by this program group and this person in front of him.

Two balls of anger burned in Ke Chun's eyes.

Kuai Anhe was happy to hear about it, and poured fuel on the fire: "Maybe it's not for these people at all, you want more men to see you, know you, and actively pursue you through this program. Then you can swim in the ocean of love and enjoy yourself, can't you?"

The clenched fist expressed Ke Chun's anger, and he really wanted to rush up and punch the opponent at this moment.

The man was still talking eloquently: "Well... Thinking about it from another angle, does this also mean that you have extremely low self-esteem? You need to constantly rely on the pleasing of the people around you to affirm yourself. Ah, no wonder! From the first day you Just be friends with everyone, even when the cat and the mouse are in the middle of it, you insist on being united. It's not about unity or anything at all, you just want to be the center of the world and everyone revolves around you , only in this way can you have a sense of satisfaction and value..."

Ke Chun growled, "Shut up!"

The angry reaction made Kuai Anhe feel that he was right, so he became even more excited.

"Chun, you don't know how to love people at all. Your love is all self-centered, as long as whoever treats you well, you like whoever. This is not loving others, it's just loving yourself. But I don't think there's anything wrong with it, being a human being , Everyone is for themselves. Look at my irresponsible mother, she can even abandon her own son for her own desires. This is very right, this is what a person should be, don't you agree? "

"No." Ke Chun retorted firmly, but a corner of his heart began to loosen a little.

"What isn't it? Are you trying to say that everyone has a heart of compassion? Wake up, Chun! Those are all the words our ancestors used to lie to us! You borrowed 1 yuan from a friend today, it must be Thinking that next time you are in trouble, he can lend you 1 yuan. You donate five yuan to beggars on the roadside today, and you must be thinking that someone will help you when you encounter difficulties in the future. Everyone does everything that benefits others , the purpose is to get the same return one day in the future. This is human beings, selfish people. You are the same, pure, you want each of us to be safe because you are afraid that we will be bad for you, as long as you establish friendly circle, and you are safe in it."

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

"No, that's right, you did the right thing. What I especially admire about you is that although your mouth is full of benevolence and morality, your body is very honest. When you encounter things that threaten your life, you will never Hesitant to choose to sacrifice the other party."

There was another thunder, which shocked Ke Chun's fist. He took out the gun with his right hand and pointed it straight ahead.

Like a thunderstorm night, a helpless and weak creature can only rely on a little spirit to make the last persistence.

Kuai Anhe's voice turned into bullets, hitting Ke Chun's heart one after another.

"You just watched Lu Youyi get eliminated, so that you can advance yourself."

"No, that's because..."

"You don't need to explain, your heart knows it. You knew that Xi Wenyao was going to escape that night, and you heard the voice, but you didn't stop him."

"I have no idea!"

"No, your heart knows. Your heart also knows that the basement is a very dangerous place, so you drag him into the water for your own safety."

"No! That's him..."

"Look, you're making excuses again. So, let me ask you, what are you doing now? Are you a cat-and-mouse loser, watching them get shot? And Geng Yanbin, Ran Xiaoxin, you raised your gun What were you thinking at the time? Now, at this moment, your gun is aimed at me, what are you thinking?"

Ke Chun's right hand holding the gun shook so badly that he had to switch to holding the gun with both hands to manage to stabilize it.

"Chun, don't deceive yourself anymore, ask your heart, you don't love anyone, you only love yourself. As long as you are still alive, other people's life or death has nothing to do with you." With a gratified smile, his tone softened, "I am the same. So, this is a fair duel."

His eyes stared straight into Ke Chun's heart like magic, leaving him nowhere to escape.

"Answer me a question." Ke Chun shook his head, finally calming himself down.

Kuai Anhe looked at Ke Chun expectantly, willing to listen to his questions.

"How did Geng Yanbin and Ran Xiaoxin die?"

Ke Chun stared closely at Kuai Anhe's face, he caught a moment of shaking in his eyes.

But Kuai Anhe quickly stabilized his position, and asked back: "You know best, don't you?"

"I fired the gun, but this gun can't kill people." Ke Chun threw out this sentence coldly, watching Kuai Anhe's coat of calmness and confidence being stripped away little by little.

The corners of his mouth no longer had an upward arc, his eyes were no longer calm, and there was even a trace of panic, eager to see through Ke Chun's mind.

This made Ke Chun confirm the fact that Kuai Anhe knew that guns cannot kill people.

"At first, I just thought it was strange. When I heard Lang Qiu say that this gun can only make people unconscious, how did the others die? Later Lang Qiu told me that none of them died by shooting, and Geng Yanbin was killed by someone. The one who was smashed to death with a book, Ran Xiaoxin tripped and hit his head on the corner of the table, the scene was bloodstained, very cruel. But I don’t remember doing anything other than shooting.”

Kuai Anhe didn't refute or explain, but just quietly waited for Ke Chun's next words.

"Just now in the cafeteria, I asked you how to dispose of Lang Qiu's body. You said that you would bury him in the yard. I confirmed that you are the killer."

In Ke Chun's memory, it was not the first time that Kuai Anhe said that. He said the exact same thing to Kersun 80 years ago after he shot and killed his roommate.

——"After all, he is someone you once liked, let him be more decent in the end."

At that time, Ke Chun was obedient, and they buried him with thick soil, choking his breathing and taking his life.

Kuai Anhe seemed not to understand Ke Chun's words, pretended to be innocent, and explained to himself: "That may just be my kindness."

Ke Chun did not refute, but continued to state his reasons: "Second point, just as Bo Yiran wanted to confirm Lang Qiu's life and death, you made a noise and forced him to leave the yard. Are you afraid that he will find out the clues?"

"How is it possible? Didn't you confirm whether Lang Qiu is dead or alive?"

"I just confirmed that he wasn't breathing, and didn't do any further confirmation. Besides, Bo Yiyan is the person who organized the event. You're also afraid that he will have other confirmation methods, aren't you?"

Kuai Anhe smiled awkwardly: "Chun, you are really imaginative. Tell me, why do I have to kill them? If it's really like what you said, you can't kill people with guns, that's also the arrangement of the program group." , I don’t need to actually kill people to win.”

"Well, I also thought at first that your goal was to win. But that's not the case, right?" Ke Chun looked at Kuai Anhe firmly, and he affirmed his thoughts from the other party's expression.

He continued: "If you just want to win, why did you talk so much nonsense with me just now? You are provoking me. Your target... I guess, like Lang Qiu, it is me. So you are afraid that if they suddenly wake up in a coma Come on, that would ruin your plans, so instead of doing anything else, just shut them up forever."

Kuai Anhe was speechless.

"As you said yourself, you are a completely 'selfish' person. The life and death of others has nothing to do with you, and the life of a person is no different from that of an ant. What's more, the program group also promised you a very generous reward."

Ke Chun confirmed the other person's expression while talking, and he saw that the surprised and flustered expression had disappeared from Kuai Anhe's face, and he returned to the original calm.

"Tell me, what reward?"

"I think instead of letting you meet your mother, you probably didn't ask for that at all, because you hate your mother. From what you just said, I guess they must have promised you a particularly bright future, enough to meet what you said' Vanity's future."

Kuai Anhe raised his hands: "You are powerful, I surrender. What are you going to do to me?"

Ke Chun sighed, shook his head, and persuaded him kindly: "Anhe, we don't need to kill each other anymore. Let yourself go."

"Oh, you think I need your sympathy?"

Ke Chun slowly put down his right hand holding the gun, and took a step forward to show his friendliness.

But Kuai Anhe stepped back vigilantly, staring at Ke Chun vigilantly.

"There is no result. You, and I, will fail. An He, Lang Qiu told me that your mother is a very powerful singer. Maybe she was unknown before we entered the castle, but ten years later, she A song "September [-]rd" is popular all over the country. "Poor September [-]rd night, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow", do you remember?"

Kuai Anhe was very confused: "What are you talking about?"

"A setting sun spreads across the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. The memory you shared is your happiest memory, the memory of your family of three. This is not fake, right?"

"So what? It's that woman who ruined my happiness with her own hands! My happiness! She doesn't know how I lived after she left! She only has that 'sublime' dream in her eyes! Laugh to death I still wait at home every day for her to come back to buy me candied haws and listen to her singing to me... When she was pursuing her own dream, did she ever think that she ruined the dream of her own son?"

Kuai Anhe's emotions became extremely agitated, his roar overwhelmed the bursts of thunder, playing the most tragic chords on this stormy night.

"On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. When I left home, tears were blurred in my eyes. In the past, my son played and played with each other, and he was doted on with a smile. Today, we parted from each other bitterly, with tears in our hearts and red eyes."

A low male voice sang the most melodious melody, and the singing voice from the end of the corridor soaked the air of the castle.

The singing sounded like weeping and complaining, turning a thousand times, like a pervasive little snake, it got into every pore of Kuai Anhe, and he trembled uncontrollably.

"After she became famous, she accepted an interview. She said that the most indebted person in her life is her son. On the third day of September, this is the day she left you. From then on, every month, just look at the crescent moon in the sky Her heart will be very painful. She said that if possible, she would rather exchange these honors and money for you to come back, but it is already too late, and she regrets it too late."

Kuai Anhe looked at Ke Chun in astonishment, with tears in his eyes.

"An He, although your mother did leave you behind, she never forgot you for a day. Her love for you is engraved in every song of hers. I believe you have heard it. You are more beautiful than me. More clearly. At the end of life, can you be a son worthy of her pride?"

The weeping singing still wafts in the corridor. Kuai Anhe has never heard this song before, but it feels so familiar.

What came to his ears was a deep male voice, but he could clearly hear his mother's soft singing.

The gun in his hand fell with a clang, Kuai Anhe's tears welled up in his eyes, he sobbed softly involuntarily, like a child coaxed by his mother in his arms.

Ke Chun walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder to express his comfort.

80 years ago, Ke Chun and Kuai Anhe shot each other with guns. As a result, under Kuai Anhe's self-directed and self-acting, Ke Chun thought he had killed each other.

But now, in Ke Chun's conscious world, there is no need to repeat the scene 80 years ago.

As for why Kuai Anhe died in the end, Ke Chun no longer cared.

The result has been decided, if Ke Chun can be comforted in Ke Chun's consciousness, then Ke Chun will be satisfied.

This may be in line with Kuai Anhe's saying that "human beings are all selfish", but what about selfishness?Be comfortable with yourself, benefit others, win-win situation, why not do it?

The singing faded away, Lang Qiu walked slowly from the end of the corridor, and Ke Chun's hanging heart could finally let go.

He rushed towards him excitedly, and hugged him tightly without hesitation.

Although everything just now was just a drama, this feeling of lost and found is extremely real, which makes Ke Chun very lucky, glad that Lang Qiu is still alive, and he can still stretch out his hands to touch him and hug him like this.

So what if love is selfish?Selfishness makes two people warm each other for their own sake, isn't that exactly where happiness lies?

Lang Qiu, who was hugged, frowned, obviously not used to Ke Chun's enthusiasm.

"You sing really well!" And this thoughtless compliment also made Lang Qiu extremely uncomfortable.

Ke Chun smiled and grabbed his arm: "At this time, just say 'thank you'!"

"Thank... thank you." Mu Na's response also made Ke Chun feel particularly warm.Feelings responded, this thing itself is happy.

Ke Chun dragged Lang Qiu to the room where Bo Yiran disappeared: "I saw him go in with my own eyes, but there was no one inside."

Lang Qiu nodded, and opened the door with Ke Chun.

There are only two neatly made beds in the room, and a desk full of books and notebooks.

This room is also thin, and he disappeared in this room, which means that the way out is hidden in this room.

But what does the exit channel look like?

Ke Chun didn't know, but it was such a big place, I couldn't believe it if I turned all the floors up!

So he rolled up his sleeves and began to search in a random manner, not letting go of every corner.

But to his dismay, the room was no different from his own.There is no hole in the wall, no mystery under the bed, and no secret door behind the desk.It made him completely helpless.

When he hung his head and wanted to see if Lang Qiu had gained anything, he turned around and found Lang Qiu sitting on the bedside with two or three oil paintings on his lap.He is seriously admiring the painting!

This made Ke Chun feel a little annoyed, he was working so hard here, but it was good for him to enjoy the paintings leisurely!

"Hello!" Ke Chun called him.

Lang Qiu slowly raised his eyes, and there was a look of guilt in his dark brown pupils.

"Before we go out, I think we need to talk."

Lang Qiu's expression was very serious, Ke Chun couldn't help but sit upright, his heart beating faster and faster.