How to wake you up at 3:00 a.m. with the official alarm message, “Don’t look up to the moon.” “To start with an article?”

How to wake you up at 3:00 a.m. with the official alarm message, “Don’t look up to the moon.” “To start with an article?”

At 3 a.m., the official alarm woke you up, saying, “Don’t look up at the moon.” I’m sorry.

At the same time, you found that the phone received hundreds of messages from strange numbers: “The night is beautiful, look out the window.” I’m sorry.

The Moon Warning.

Before you go to sleep, you’ll normally have street lights coming in, dark around tonight, with no fingers except for cell phone light.

You looked up and you approached the window.

You want to see the street.

The moment the finger was pulled to the curtains, there was a strange chew coming out of the window.

You can’t see anything, you can’t hear it, you can’t see it, you can’t see it.

“Don’t look up to the moon!” Residents are requested to stay away from doors and windows until dawn. I’m sorry.

The fear was proven, something changed quietly.

You remember Mom and Dad next door, and you got up and down the door.

All of a sudden, you’re reminded of the official warning, “Get away from the doors and windows.” I’m sorry.

“Look out the window. I’m sorry.

The voice of Dad outside the door came down slowly.

Your hands are squeezing and your sweat is squirting.

“Look out the window. I’m sorry.

Mom followed Dad and spoke together.

“Look out the window. I’m sorry.

“Look out the window. I’m sorry.

Just a little pull, the door opens a little stitch.

You lift up the doorknob, move down in silence, gently turn the doorlock.

Zoo, in the dark, it’s too soft.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom!”

The door was pounding.

Then came the whispering of a curse.

“Look out the window, look out the window…”

You step back in a panic, tripped in the darkness, fell your head on the corner of the bed, and lost consciousness.

It was a long dream.

In your dreams you’re being chased by monsters of all kinds, a few of them.

You scream, you wake up, you sweat.

Sunshine spills through the curtains.

It’s morning.

The clock on the wall sends a regular ticking sound, with quiet surrounding.

You’re still lying on the ground, unconsciously picking up your cell phone, shining the screen.

Nothing happened.

The message column is as clean as ever, with only a few calls and reminders of bank account balances.

You think it’s a nightmare, sitting on the ground with a pain in the back of your head and pulling the door out.

In the living room, Mom and Dad have made breakfast and heard the door open, and they raise their heads and use the familiar tone to feed you.

You put an egg in your mouth and you laughed and said you had a nightmare.

Mom and Dad look up at you and laugh.

You stop chewing slowly, you’re creepy.

You look out the window and you find it dark.

The clock on the wall still points to 3 a.m.

The light is coming down.

And in the darkness the faces of their parents were strange, and they laughed, “You have finally opened the door, and we will take you to the moon.” I’m sorry.

Dad’s chewing sound out of the window.

Fried eggs in the mouth are hard to chew, a little greasy.

You’re throwing up in your stomach.

You realize something’s wrong.

Pull your legs to the room.

There’s weird laughs behind you, like shadows.

You slammed the door, smudged behind the door and screeched in the silent night.

Not far away, it’s a lighted cell phone screen, and you crawl over and see another official message:

“Don’t eat their food, or the sun will never come. I’m sorry.

You’re in despair.

Sitting by the bed, squeezing over and over and over again, vomiting for yourself.

The groaning echoes in the room, and you despair, or you look at the moon.

Your heart is not strong, you’re just a human being, and if it’s a human home, you’re willing to go with it.

You pulled the curtains.

All of a sudden, the darkness before us fades, the silent streets, the dim yellow lights, and then the sky rises up, with a bright moon.

No difference.

Everything is so peaceful and beautiful.

You feel sick, or you’re sick, or you’re having a nightmare.

At the same time, the cell phone rang and received a text message: “Welcome to the moon party. I’m sorry.

“Our main goal is to achieve eternal happiness for humanity. I’m sorry.

The door was knocked from the outside.

My parents’ voice is familiar and normal:

“Come out for dinner! You can’t even count the exams, can you? Look at Zhang next door. I’m sorry.

Where do you think you’re happy?

Just a fucking text.

The dream just left you in trouble, you slowed down and heard your father laugh, “Slut!” I went out with your mom. I’m sorry.

This is the life you’ve known in over a decade.

It’s your parents out there.

Through the windows, you see them holding hands, wearing funny sports uniforms, and participating in the activities of the elderly near the square.

The huge horns are making “Most Daunted Nation” sound.

There’s kids running around in the streets, and there’s a bunch of chess guys in the street lights.

You’re finally awake.

He rubbed his face and called his girlfriend.

“Big brother, how did you remember calling me?” I’m sorry.

You open the door, sit at the table, set up a movie with her tomorrow.

She’s on the phone. She told you last Valentine’s Day that you and she were going to sian to watch the horses.

You’ve been remembering the past for two hours.

We had dinner and Mom and Dad came back.

They started urging you to do your homework.

At the same time, they leaned on the sofa and started watching the 8th Play, occasionally spitting on the plot.

When you finished your homework, you were asleep long ago and you heard Mom and Dad whispering through the door to buy a school room.

You feel very happy.

This time, you have dawn.

On the first day, you put a bag on your back and choked a white ash in your hand before you went out of the vase, and then you went through the door next door and you sewd it.

Dropped school at noon and went to the cinema with her girlfriend.

The next day, you put a bag on your back and choked a white ash in your hand before you went out of the vase, and then you went through the door next door and you sewd it.

Dropped school at noon and went to the cinema with her girlfriend.

On the third day, you put a bag on your back and choked a white ash in your hand before you went out of the vase, and then you went through the door next door and you sewd it.

Dropped school at noon and went to the cinema with her girlfriend.

I don’t know.

Day 10…

You’re tired, you’re bored, you’re talking to your girlfriend about breaking up.

You fell in love, went home to yourself, stayed in the house, pulled the curtains and slept under the covers.

This time, you didn’t wait till dawn.

At 3:00 in the morning, your cell phone vibrating woke you up from your sleep.

“The night is beautiful, look out the window. I’m sorry.

You brushed out cold sweat.

Your brain has never been more sober than it is.

Looking back on these days, you find logic confusing and strange everywhere.

1. You have graduated from university for many years without having to write your homework.

Zhang next door was about your age, but died in a car accident last month.

3. You have no girlfriend.

At the same time, the door was knocked on.

You’re crazy.

God knows, you’ve been with these monsters for days, and you’ve been living with them, and all the good life in front of you is an illusion.

You turn on your phone, you go crazy on social networks, you ask for help.

The response, without exception, was: “The night is beautiful, look out the window.” I’m sorry.

You’re desperate.

What a strange force to keep humans in the shadows.

“It’s time to go to school, it’s time to go to school! I’m sorry.

And you covered your ears, and you were crouching on your bed, and you cried out, “Let go of me!” How many years have I graduated? I’m sorry.

All of a sudden, the cell phone was vibrating, and a lot of information went crazy.

In that moment, you thought the phone was going to explode.

When you saw the tip box, you opened the information bar with incredible eyes on the phone screen.

“To Survivors: If you have received this text message, you have discovered the paradox and survived from an illusion. Lock the doors and windows and wait till dawn. I’m sorry.

“I’m glad we’re still alive — Survivors’ Union. I’m sorry.

The nail scratching continues.

You’re not happy that, with the experience of the old car, you’re not sure if the so-called Survivors’ Alliance is another word that these monsters have created to confuse themselves.

No one can believe it.

This night, you stood up in bed, covered in thick cotton, sweating cold.

You see clearly the change of light, and the brighter bedroom is the dawn of the East.

The sound of scratching is long gone.

There is an unprecedented sense of hunger.

You shine on the phone, time shows on August 5 at 6:00 a.m.

In your memory, the last normal date of the world is July 27th night around 22, the moment you sleep.

Ten days have passed, and you have been reminded from time to time by the intestines and dry lips: you haven’t eaten for a long time.

You’re out of bed, you’re chewing, you’re eating, you’ve had a bit of bed-opening water, you’ve got some strength.

This time, you were careful. You opened a gap, through the curtains, with your eyes opened.

A skinny man walks in the sun, slows, closes his teeth and closes, does unconscious chewing.

You think of a word: hungry.

And even worse, their eyes are radiant with red blood, like a searchlight on a robot’s eye in a movie.

A terrible scream came from afar, and you looked away, and a thin body ran through the crowd.

She cried, “No, I’m not going back I just woke up, please…”

All heads slowly turn to the girl’s position.

Their eyes are redder.

The girl was pushed to the corner helplessly and gradually calmed by the initial screams.

Gradually, she was drowsy and then looked up with a weird smile, and she murmured and said, “Do you know, buy? Knock it off, honey…

You see her walking slowly towards the tree, boom!

The head fell on the trunk, and his mouth was like, “Do you know how to buy it?” Knock it off, honey…

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

You hit your fragile nerves with a blunt blow, and you watched the girl smash her head.

Red and white plasma slowly flowing…

Almost instantaneously, the man’s head beneath him turns to you.

You’re quick, flash into the curtains, get down.

Your house is on the second floor.

The chewing is slowly gathering downstairs, and the sound is growing.

The heart was pounding, accidentally poking the phone, and it was discovered that the incoming text message had new content.

“Beware to avoid their sights. Send to XXXXXXXX, if you have difficulty

There’s a bunch of numbers in the back, and you didn’t even think about it.

Hide behind the curtains and fall into the water. Swear to me, I won’t eat any more.

Fortunately, the chewing is fading.

You waited for the text.

“Dear Survivors, you are in a disaster-stricken area, and just a moment ago, a survivor lost contact with us as he fled. There are difficulties in the rescue, and our address is the West Riviera Stadium. Otherwise, please wait for help. I’m sorry.

You stare at text messages, you think of a red red under the trunk, and your heart falls down the valley.

The food in the house is only enough for three days, and three days later, you’ll have to figure it out.

You sit at the corner of the wall and you keep looking at text messages until the page stops on the first few lines: “Our main goal is to achieve the eternal happiness of humankind. I’m sorry.

You remembered the girl, who was from the fruit shop at the intersection.

The happiest thing for her is probably to sell all the watermelons.

For you?

Got a girlfriend?

Your desire is not enough to kill.

If you use the illusion to go out and get to the city gym, you can save yourself.

You know, it’s crazy, it’s dangerous, it’s hard to get down.

How do you wake yourself up?

Need a paradox.

In three days, you’ve written a line all over your body with a marker pen: “Girlfriend at the West Rim Road Stadium, read her a love letter. I’m sorry.

You even wrote it on paper and put it on a ceiling you can see.

You’re not sure if it works, and if you fail, you’ll be one of them, but you’ll be better off sitting down.

The third night was extremely difficult.

You listen to laughs and scratches outside the door, and you’re ready to play tomorrow.

Towards dawn, you take a deep breath and pull out the curtains.

The first is the moonlight; the second is a piece of paper on the window: “Girlfriend at the West Rim Road Stadium, please read her a love letter. I’m sorry.

You’re unenvelopeting.

Mom and Dad are knocking again, “It’s time for school. I’m sorry.

You put the envelope in your pocket in haste, and when you bow your head, you see a line of words written on your wrist, which is the same.

“No early love. * You squeaked, you put your sleeves on your wrist and turned around and walked out. *

Dad was busy in the kitchen, and Mom said, “Look at the test today. I’m sorry.

You nod your head, and you walk in peace to the door.

When you turn the doorknob, you lift your hand up and choke it in the empty vase.

“What’s wrong?” Mom asked.

You’re just shaking your head for a second. I’m sorry.

What’s missing?

“You think too much. Get out of here. “The voice of the parents came from behind.

And when you turn back, they stand very close, and their faces are almost on your back.

You’ve got a vibrate.

You’re walking through the door, you’re frowning, you seem to have forgotten something.

You pretended to calm down.

The test went well, the paper seemed simple, and you were the only one who had the answer.

After school, you walked on the road, remembered the letter, opened it.

“Don’t go home.” Go to the City Stadium!”

At 7:00 p.m., it’s five o’clock. You actually have time to go.

You look up and you see your parents.

They came out of an old neighborhood, covered in red and red, and in the morning, you were afraid for nothing and hid behind the dining car before they found you.

You saw them walking towards the school entrance through the iron door gap.

You decided to go to the gym.

At least you don’t want to go home to them now.

The road was full of cars, almost full of passengers, and you cleaned a bike and successfully avoided crowded traffic and drove into the Western Circle.

This is the suburbs, the vast area.

You stopped in front of the gym and found a white dress girl standing under a faraway tree.

You recognize her, Xiao Wing, your girlfriend.

She also saw you, smiling happily, “here…”

You get out of the car, three steps and two steps up the stairs, “Why meet here today?” I’m sorry.

She came close, chewed gum, squeaked, “Because there are few people here…”

You know what she’s saying, coughing, “Yeah, I’ll read you a love letter. I’m sorry.

Xiaoxing is ashamed of his face, nod his head.

The letter was followed by a text that was extremely timid.

And thou shalt bear the creeps, and read them, and at the end thou shalt say, “Love, Chen Ha.” I’m sorry.

You’re holding up.

Your name is Chen Ha?

Your name is Chan Jiang.

“No, I’m sorry, Xiao Wing, I…”

It’s stuck in your throat, and a great fear reaches its peak when you see the woman before you.

The scene seemed to have faded from a filter, and the blue sky became cloudy, and the light was dark.

In the dark, women’s necks are twisted in a strange way, with red eyes staring at you and a strange smile.

So where’s the squeaky tooth that chews gum?

“I’m X…”

For almost a moment, an arm slashed in and pulled back on your neck.

The sound of calm followed. I’m sorry.

Bang!

Something hits a woman’s head, and the twirling of the head shoots out the color of the twilight.

Zidang!

The stadium door was closed, you fell down and you were ready to die.

“The new guy?”

Then he heard the sound and said, “Survivor 26, when he found it, was confessing to it and was ready to kiss it. I’m sorry.

You opened your eyes, adapted to the darkness, and saw a man with the same young reach out to you: “Record, Mount Holland, Survivor 1, welcome to the Survival Alliance. I’m sorry.

You’re very vigilant.

Your fingers hold on to the stick, the visual stimuli that you just gave you, and if you move, you’ll give him a blow without mercy.

Mount Horan stands in the dark, stretches out his hand and stays still.

“It’s normal when you wake up, you don’t know what’s happening. Vigilance is good. I’m sorry.

You don’t look around, five people.

Horanshan, 20-year-old, tall and thin, is a great expert in terms of the explosive power of his abduction.

Zhang Wenjie, who helped him, was fat and fat and had a slingshot on his waist.

There are three strange faces, two girls, supposed to be twins.

A white boy with glasses, Sven.

They were exposed to your eyes, noding, not opening their mouths.

Half an hour later, you leaned around the corner with a stick, and the heart beat gradually returned to calm.

From the point of contact with the environment, the surroundings are fast-paced attacks and temptations. If it’s a monster across the street, you’ve been dead 10,000 times.

Your first question came out: “What are they?” I’m sorry.

The night has come, the stadium windows are so tightly sealed with all kinds of fabric curtains that you can only tell the location of a person by the faint light on your mobile phone.

A long time later, the voice of Mount Horan sounded: “The assimilated.” At 3 a.m. on the 28th of July, all those who saw the moon were in an illusion. Some of the lucky ones, like us, have discovered paradoxes at an early stage, breaking through a phantom and surviving. The rest of them, they become them. I’m sorry.

“In other words, if someone wakes up, our team will grow. I’m sorry.

Horan Santon went, “In principle… yes. However, during these days, fewer and fewer survivors were reached. I’m sorry.

He shines on his cell phone, cold faces in the dark, “The manifestation of total assimilation: blood pupils and chewing.” When you were found, an eye had turned red, at first I wanted to kill you. I’m sorry.

You see, it was the scolding of the kingdom that saved itself.

Ding…

Everyone’s cell phone suddenly sounded.

You look down and send a text message with an anonymous number: “To Dear Survivors: The Moon Party will begin in an hour. Location: City One. The party will open an immunization mode for survivors for 20 minutes before the party begins. I’m sorry.

Deathless silence, the twin sisters stood first and tied a long knife to their waist.

It’s like this.

You heard Zhang Wenjie: “26, get up and work. We’ll be in town in 20 minutes. We’re in a bit of a hurry to ride a bike. I’m sorry.

At the same time, the cell phone received a text message: “Don’t look up at the moon.” I’m sorry.

At this point, however, the second letter remains untouched.

Zhang Wenjie seems to see your doubts and says, “For the past 10 days, the authorities have sent a similar reminder every night. We assume that each other has been wiped out. Ten days later, we lost nearly 80 percent of our survivors to discover the way forward. If you don’t get to the party on time, you’ll die. I’m sorry.

The twin sisters passed by and said, “Not asymmetrically, but by their own hands, the one who rolled himself into a conveyor belt…”

You remember that girl who blew her head off under a tree, a kind of hidden disgust that reached her heart.

“What’s an immune mode? I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie smiled and said, “You have 20 minutes to enjoy the moonlight tonight. I’m sorry.

This is the first time you’ve been standing in the night sky, looking up at the moon.

The moon shines soft, reminds you of the summer nights of countless insects.

And the mountain of Horan took a picture of you, and by the moonlight you saw his cold pupil, “Go.” I’m sorry.

“How did you wake up?” You ask.

Mount Holland didn’t talk.

Zhang Wenjie crosses his bike, and the sharp bell floats in the night.

“I woke up the next day, when my roommate came back and took off my shoes, I asked you why your feet didn’t stink today, and I woke up…” He shook his head and said, “You didn’t see the way he was going to eat me. I’m sorry.

There were a few laughs coming around, and the depressing atmosphere suddenly faded away at this moment.

As you know, there’s a lot to be done about those family and friends.

Such a joke could be the last way to remember them.

The city sits in the western ring near the centre of the city. Standing in front of the school, you saw the broken building and the window of the glass black hole.

The night breeze passed through the window, blowing out the curtains of the classroom, floating like long hair of a woman.

All of a sudden, the twins screamed, raised their hands and followed their reputations, and the top of the school building was filled with the shadows, one by one, like the dumplings down, and jumped back and forth.

It’s so dumb, it’s so far away.

After the bloody scenes, you’re a little numb. Those things can’t even be called human.

Mount Holland will not change, reaching out to open the flimsy iron door, “Quick and quick.” I’m sorry.

You still don’t understand what you’re going to do, what you’re going to do, what you’re going to do, what you’re going to do, what you’re going to do.

Run away from loneliness.

The moment we entered the campus, people received a text message from a cell phone: “Dear Survivors, have opened up a double illusion for you, discovering and pointing out at least five paradoxes to survive.” Please find a safe haven at once. The escape mode is about to open in five minutes. I’m sorry.

“Boss, you got the new guy. Six men, one can’t go too far. Zhang Wenjie simply said something and went through the window of the dormitory building and ran inside.

At the same time, twins and Sven boys were accompanying them in the nearest canteen.

There’s only you and Mount Holland left in the open.

The school building was as popular as the New Year’s.

It’s harder than hell.

“Have you been so passionate about new people? I’m sorry.

Horranyama sent you a sunglasses, “The hallucinogenic opening is based on the lowest-level survivor.” That is to say, every new person that emerges, we have to go through a stupid runaway, so it’s normal that the new person is hated. I’m sorry.

And you’ve got a flash of light in your head, “Do you mean the lowest level of group illusion, or the lowest level of illusion for survivors around the world?” I’m sorry.

Nor will the head of Mount Holland return, saying, “If the world is lost, it is the latter. In the early hours of the 28th, humanity was caught in the first illusion, with 99 per cent of humanity not surviving, and now the lowest level among survivors. As you think, if every night we enter a double illusion, it means that the world, and there are still survivors. I’m sorry.

“This is a good thing. You said that.

Mount Horan is indiscreet: “It’s hard to say how good it is to live with despair. I’m sorry.

Speaking, you’ve been standing downstairs.

The blood in the air is like an abdominal anthrax, piercing the nostrils and covering the whole body.

The sound of bluntness is greater and clearer.

You can see the face of a man who is crushed by the wind when he falls, and it’s a piece of fuzzy stuff that falls on the ground, stings in vain.

If you can’t stand it, you’ll throw up.

Horanshan broke into the building’s door and said, “If you don’t want to be chased around in five minutes by that bunch of rotten meat, come in.” I’m sorry.

You’d rather walk into a dark, damp schoolhouse than the picture.

You turn your back straight, and you get up on the stairs, avoiding a lump of undisguised fat.

The hall is in the middle of a straight-up stairway, and the man in the middle of the stairwell is painted with his eyes ripped off, with two black holes in his eyes and staring straight ahead.

You’re suddenly cold back like you’re being watched.

And Haran looked at you and said: Get away from there, and a mirror is behind it. I’m sorry.

You turn around, you’re sweaty, you’re sweaty, you’re looking at the back of your back through mirrors, and your heart’s pounding, and it’s hard for anyone to be scared.

But soon, you found out the problem, how he saw your back as you stood between him and the mirror.

“The reflection of light. “Congratulations to the Survivors for discovering the paradox, 15 degrees of completion. I’m sorry.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

Five minutes, they’re coming.

So fast, there’s a shoe tip around the corner.

Horan Shan pulled you into a small classroom.

In the dark, you find his eyes staring behind his back, a sense of crisis rising and holding a wooden stick in his hand.

“1+1=2” says Horanshan.

“What? I’m sorry.

You’re shaking your head, and there’s nothing behind you.

Common sense mistakes count.

At this point, the cell phone text alert, mission completed 35.

There should have been progress with peers.

Two more. You’re almost done.

If you want to do it again, you will say the wrong name, as Horanshan pointed out, then the two remaining tasks will soon come to an end.

And yet you find out with fear that your name is on the side of your mouth, but you can’t say it.

Mount Horan understood your surprise and said, “It’s perfecting bugs, and many of the paradoxes that are the first to be safe and effective no longer work. I’m sorry.

You turn your head to the glass window, the glass that just didn’t reflect, and now you have a pale face.

On the blackboard, the number 3 has been amended to 2.

It does evolve.

Attempts to make the world more real and reasonable.

So it needs “survivors,” a group of “teachers.”

If one day the world is perfect, where are these teachers?

You suddenly understood the phrase “desolation and life are not easy to say.”

Really, it’s hard to say.

“It’s not safe here. “The windows of the classroom have been locked, and if they come from outside, the two of us can barely stand it. I’m sorry.

You remember standing outside the school building, seeing the broken windows, calculating the position, at the end of the corridor.

“Horland Hill, there are two broken windows at the end of the room. I’m sorry.

He heard the noise outside the corridor, saying, “Yes. I’m sorry.

You look at the door silently, the next moment, and you take the door, and you do not turn your head towards the end of the corridor.

This is the fastest run you’ve had in your life. It’s getting closer. You’ve seen the room sign: the toilet.

Because there’s only one window open on the side of each toilet, you and Horanshan split up, one by one.

Just run in there and you’ll be crying.

Your memory is always good. The glass window in the men ‘ s and women ‘ s toilets is broken, but the glass window in the women ‘ s room is intact, pushed and locked.

The footsteps are coming closer and the sound of the mouths is so intense that they enter the brain.

You scolded me, and you walked out into the compartment.

And hastened, and brought out the sunglasses from Mount Horan, and without delay drew out your belt, and prayed for at least a little help.

The main door of the ladies’ toilet was knocked open, and you heard the skin squeezing on the paint door and rubbing out the loudspeaker.

One after the other, you don’t know how many monsters are in the toilet.

It’s half open. You can’t lock it.

Through the cracks, you see the red light on the walls getting more and more bright.

They’re getting closer.

The first thing that appeared in the sights was to wander and chew without purpose, and the blood pupils were like searchlights, shooting slowly around.

Suddenly it looks at you.

The red eye is accompanied by the chewing of the teeth, and a disgusting big face slams into the cracks in a twisted position, bending its head and stretching its neck beyond the reach of normal people.

It stopped 20 centimeters away from your face, stench.

Through the sunglasses, it fills your eyes.

Gradually, the eyes are redder.

It shows a smile.

Excited chewing sounds all night long.

And even worse, the sound of a whirlwind.

You’ve been found.

Get out! “And shout, and slash down with a stick in your hand.

It’s just a flash.

“Congratulations to survivors on their mission.

Bang!

The window was hit by something, and the glass was broken with a clear crack.

The calm faces of Horanshan appear outside the window, “Chen Jiang, come out, they’re about to do it. I’m sorry.

On the high countdown of your mobile phone, you rolled through the window and your feet fell on the dirt, despite the pain of the glass.

Run! I’m sorry.

Countdown to 9s.

The monsters behind them were packed with window frames and jumped from upstairs, and they swayed.

Countdown to 8s.

Zhang Wenjie was seen around the corner.

Countdown to 7s.

You saw the twins come from afar, one of them seems to have been wounded and limped.

On the countdown, 6s, the glassesman swayed close, holding a black thing in his hand.

Countdown to 5s, you opened the door and the glasses man fell and twitched on the floor.

Zhang Wenjie whispered, “Ho Lanshan, Chen Jiang, give him a hand! I’m sorry.

3s, the iron door is full of them.

2s.

1s.

You’re pulling the glasses into the bush, and there’s a sudden surge of monsters on the streets, like the scouts, 360 degrees of no-dead angles.

“Damn! He didn’t come out. I’m sorry.

“What do you mean you didn’t come out? I’m sorry.

“He’s still in the illusion. Zhang Wenjie said, “You saw the man in the glasses suddenly lifting his whip and putting it in his throat.

And they put him on the grass with their hands and feet.

You think it’s too funny to say that you’re thinking very clearly, and so far you’ve clearly remembered what happened in an illusion and even discovered paradoxes from God’s perspective.

There is no intoxication and confusion.

The only suspect was that the window of the ladies’ toilet had been sealed for no reason after you had secretly told Horanshan that the two windows had been opened.

You have a guess.

If one of you had an undercover agent from the beginning…

You’re staring at Mount Holland, and he’s looking down, looking at the glasses.

You said, “Herland Hill, were the windows open while you were in the men’s room? I’m sorry.

He heard your question. I’m sorry.

First floor of the school building, at the end of the corridor. Don’t play dumb with me. I’m sorry.

“I’ve been on the second floor, don’t you remember?” I’m sorry.

And you were able to breathe, and heard Mount Horan, saying, “My advanced school building, you said you were uncomfortable and did not want to climb the stairs, so the second floor was handed over to me.” I’m sorry.

The back hair rises because you realize it’s probably more than a man with glasses.

The memory is clearly confused.

Herlan’s eyes are staring at you and looking at you.

Everybody’s looking at you.

When did things get off track?

You think about those eyes in the toilet compartment.

With its emergence as a cut-off point, there were two Mount Horan.

One was before entering the toilet, and you found him with two paradoxes.

The one who went into the toilet, broke the window and called you out.

Don’t underestimate their eyes, even with sunglasses.

If you believe in the former, it is a illusion at this point in the history of Mount Holland and everything around it.

If you believe the latter, then who’s the Horan Mountain that you met on the first floor?

Zhang Wenjie is fast, “Don’t wimp out, let’s get out of here, we’re all done with the immunization. I’m sorry.

And pull together the men who were knocked out, and retreat to the streets of no one.

In the darkness, Zhang Wenjie breathed: “Herlanshan, Chen Jiang, you two use your energy I can’t lift it.” I’m sorry.

Your hands suddenly freeze.

The next minute, you let go and don’t run back.

If you look back, you’ll find the “partners” are brushing their heads and looking at you.

You remember Zhang Wenjie saying you’ll always be 26 and Ho Lanshan will always be the boss.

Fantasies, far from over.

You didn’t escape.

“And thou hast broken a road into a dense monster, and went back to the city of the cold.”

Zidang!

The door was shut, outside the wall, the “partners” stood in a row, staring at you.

You look at them, and walk back a few steps, and then you turn around and walk into the dark.

The far-off school building was brightened and visible in front of several windows.

Head brush to side, but you can’t see face, but you feel they’re staring at you.

Where is Mount Heran, where your companions are, nothing is known.

You’re going to go back to the ladies’ room on the first floor and look for clues, and as you get closer, the school building is going to read lang.

“Chen Jiang…”

Someone’s calling you.

“Come back to class. I’m sorry.

You hold your feet and feel the sound coming from above.

“I’ve graduated a long time ago. You answer.

This time, you did not receive any response, and peace was restored above your head.

You want to see who the hell is talking to you, head up and blow your head off.

A big white face still 10 centimeters away, smiling silently.

And it did not go, and in the stillness of time, it was so close to your head, waiting for a look.

Your heart’s almost suspended, your forehead is sweaty, your legs like lead.

Your reaction has pleased it, with an infinite length of its neck, and it has come a little closer to saying:

“Chen Jiang, the teacher sent you back to class. Otherwise, I’ll have the ramen master pull your neck as long as I do. I’m sorry.

It smiles badly, and its neck sews slowly through the window on the second floor.

The plan was disrupted, you thought for a moment and decided to do what he said.

You went back into the school building.

The surroundings are much better-looking this time than the first, at least something that looks like the sun.

And on every step is an inspiring sign.

Looks like a senior countdown.

The classroom is on the second floor, and you step on the steps, and at the corner, a radiant paint covers the slogan: “Die, die, die, die.”

The evil curse that lays in the eyes.

And when you look up, you find a part of the wall on the second floor hidden in darkness, and you see its stiff face, and your mouth opens, and you say, “Chen, the school bell rings, come up. I’m sorry.

You have no choice.

“Yes, sir. I’m sorry.

In the classroom, the lights are bright.

All the students were down and they were reading.

You seem to be back in your senior class, and intuitively, you find a place in the last row with your name on it, and you see a yellow comic on the table.

For a moment, you remembered this was a gift from your senior year.

The illusion is more real.

You sit down and the teacher has a few brief questions and a report card.

You’re the last to get, top of the report card, your name.

“Congratulations to Chen Jiang. I’m sorry.

There was a small round of applause in the classroom, and it was clear that there was no enthusiasm.

Soon the teacher collected the textbooks and went out to announce the time remaining for self-study.

You keep your head down and try to find something useful in the book sea around you.

Unfortunately, you’ve gone through physics and mathematics, and you’ve checked all the formulas that could go wrong, and you haven’t found any mistakes.

The light flashes in the classroom, you look up, you rub your nose with glasses, and the students sit in the classroom with their straight backs brushed, and they don’t sound.

The light suddenly went out, the faint current acoustic was sounded for two seconds, popping, the light was on again.

With the light coming, the back of the head, which had been under black pressure, suddenly turned into a face. Everyone twisted their necks 180 degrees, staring straight at you, but not turning around.

You’re numb, you’re stuck.

“Did you copy it?”

“Fake your grades…”

“Die, die, die…”

“Go to hell! Go to hell!”

They suddenly went crazy and their voices became sharp.

“Chen Jiang, come out the back door. I’m sorry.

When the familiar voice came from next to you, you turned your head, and Mount Holland stood in the dark aisle, with Zhang Wenjie’s arms on the side of the scene, “Boy, the new man is too weak to get through this. I’m sorry.

There is nothing worse than meeting a familiar face at this moment.

You’d rather find out by yourself than waste your energy trying to judge them.

You’re sitting there. “Why are you here? I’m sorry.

“Go to the surveillance room, you can only prove your innocence if you get the video. I’m sorry.

In fact, Horansan was right, you did.

“Students” are just staring at you in a vicious manner, and they didn’t do anything, but Horan and Zhang Wengjie put more pressure on you.

It’s just three of you in the dark school building. I’m sorry.

Horan Hill is still in the cold, “The men’s toilet window is locked. When they come in, I lose consciousness and I open my eyes here. I’m sorry.

And when he said that, he looked at you, either, or not.

Mount Holland is doubting you.

You told him the window at the end of the hall was broken.

Zhang Wenjie’s eyes were on the road between you two, “No, it’s not like that. When you two were in trouble together, I was hunted down by the monsters who were screaming. I’m sorry.

Horanshan laughed and didn’t talk.

Ask them, “How did you two meet each other?” I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie touched his nose and said, “I was caught by a monster and I woke up in the missionary. The boss was fighting a long-necked monster…”

Nod your head. The security room is on the top floor.

There’s nothing different on the way, except for the sarcasm.

The door in the room is open as if you were welcome.

In the dark room, the twilight screen continues to blink, and the signal is good and bad.

You lie in front of the computer screen and enter the date of the exam.

A smaller version of the exam is on the big screen.

You raised your phone and recorded what you saw.

Those who were at the back of the table brought the little copy into your pocket, and then turned his head and looked at you outside the screen, and you recognized him.

Threatening your long neck man.

He is the perpetrator.

It is also a source of violence in schools.

“So, if we make the truth public, we win. “I remember there was a projector in the classroom. I’m sorry.

“You think so much. “The door was slowly poking out a man’s head and still smiling.

You scolded, and you pulled out the stool and threw it over. Die!

He was struck with a hammer, and the look was short, and then the neck was strangling and screaming, “You hit me! How dare you hit me!”

The screeching of the ears was sounding through the halls, while at the same time it shook its neck, with its big head rubbing the air like a meteor hammer.

“I X, what is this! Zhang Wenjie shouted, and the big body jumped hard, avoiding a scab.

“Look, ha ha, jump the rope!

He tasted his sweet head, looked at the man with his long neck and hit him in the head, “Don’t look at your grandfather. Go on. I’m sorry.

It’s completely irritating it, with a crazy head smashing in the security room, a computer screen shattered, while you were avoiding attack and moving towards the doorway.

Ho Lanshan was quick enough to run out first and then reached out to you with a hand. I’m sorry.

You took a stub on your leg, you ate, you hum, you kneel down.

You know the long neck target is a cell phone. Just give it to Horanshan, the monster will let you go.

At the end of life or death, you could have done it, and after him JANG Wen Jie shouted, “26! Something’s wrong with the boss!”

Passing out the hangar is over.

The cell phone was only a few centimetres from the hands of Horanshan.

You reacted very quickly, between the lightning and the fire stone, so you avoided the claws of Mount Horan, and you turned to the ground and escaped a fatal blow.

Zhang Wenjie said, “The boss’s hand has never been saved, and he hasn’t asked for anything.” I’m sorry.

Mount Horan was so dazzled at the door, the man with the neck was so weak he was lying next to him, with his neck around numerous benches and chairs, and he was beaten to death.

But even when he was identified, the situation was hopeless.

Both you and Zhang Wenjie were wounded and faced with a strong enemy, with nothing to fight against.

“26, I’ll hold him later. You go back to class! This is a success or a failure, and if you prove your innocence, it will be cleared.”

You nod your head, and for the first time, this man, Zhang Wenjie, is responsible and courageous.

“Take care. I’m sorry.

Word’s down, you two go together.

Zhang Wenjie flew out, and the great inertia hit the wall in the back with “Horland Mountain”, “26! Run!” I’m sorry.

You can’t let your ankle give you a hard-on and run to the second floor.

It’s a wonderful way to go, to go to the classroom, to get a computer, a wireless connection, a cell phone…

Quiet as a chicken in the classroom.

All the students are looking at you and their faces are calm.

It seems that there are several places of worship looking at you as if there was a hero.

The moment you kill the red eye, your index finger plays the button, a weird hunch rises, forcing you to stop acting.

No, no, no.

It went so well.

It’s all as if it’s helping you finish this.

Something’s blowing up in my head and it’s suddenly clear.

You can’t put…

You remember the thrust of the illusion: to achieve eternal happiness for humanity.

What is his greatest wish if this scene is made out of the desire of the pointy ones to make Chen Jiang?

Self-incriminating.

Once the wish is reached, the illusion will no longer be broken…

Almost… almost made a big mistake!

You chose the deleted key.

Almost immediately, the faces of the next class changed, and they got mean and mean again.

You lost control of your body in the blazing curse.

Through the empty corridor, heading upstairs.

Curse your death with red blood, third, fourth, fifth.

You came to the roof.

A round moon hangs in the sky, and your shadow is drawn long by the pale moonlight.

You saw Mount Horan and Zhang Wenjie standing together and looking at the scene.

“or you found out. They said, “Why don’t we put on a video?” I’m sorry you couldn’t leave. I’m sorry.

You’re the only one in this fantasy.

It’s your own battleground.

You are dominated, and you are on the roof, and the wind of the night passes by in your ears.

High school floors full of crowds.

It is only then that you realize that one person who has just entered school and seen another jump downstairs is a survivor who has failed in an illusion.

Now, they’re standing downstairs looking forward to your joining with a warm eye.

You, are about to become a new one.

“Don’t you want to know the end of the story? I’m sorry.

They’re behind you and they’re proud to make final talk to you.

Perhaps because he has dominated you, the despair and the sorrow of his heart have grown.

As the beginning of his tragic destiny, an innumerable amount of dirty water and verbal abuse followed.

He tried to explain, but the surveillance video was maliciously deleted and, in anger, he took action against the perpetrator.

Since then, violent tendencies and cheaters have become his aliases.

You saw a shadow through the night.

Under the high night sky, his honest father kneeled in front of the “victim” and bended his hard back for life to apologize for his children.

The moment when the sky fell upon him, above him, from worshipping to the great father, and he cut into his bones a man who read the book to change his fate, and cast aside his high dignity to redeem himself.

It’s the last scene he’s ever seen on the roof.

“Sorry, Dad, I was wrong. I’m sorry.

You said that without control and took a step forward.

“Go to hell, Chen Jiang, go with him. I’m sorry.

There’s a laughter going on and on.

Your eyes are sore, and you say, “Is it not you who are wrong?” I’m sorry.

“Ding!” Congratulations to the survivors on finding the ultimate paradox, and for removing the double illusion. I’m sorry.

You regain control of your body.

The wind of the night, with dust and dust, came and the bright moon was projected on the campus of the city, lighting every dark corner.

But it’s too late for your body to fall down.

On a thousand rounds, a strong hand reached the ceiling and pulled your wrist.

Then a calm voice said, “Get him, come and help me.” I’m sorry.

Heavy footsteps running over your head.

Zhang Wenjie went out and shouted, “26, wake up! Hold on! I’m sorry.

The sound of the puddle echoes in the campus, and you look down, empty concrete floor, nothing…

I think it’s coming out.

“Chen Jiang, come.” Ha Lanshan’s little arm is flattened, and you’re dead.

Zhang Wenjie also extended his hand and, with all the help of the people, you finally crawled back to the roof and lay on the ground for the rest of your life.

It’s nice to have a strong heart beating that pumps blood all over your body, and you can feel your neck and blood.

“How did you wake up? * You speak, you find your voice mute. *

The twins wiped the blood off the knife. “The monsters on the campus are all pouring into the canteen. I’m sorry.

Then he looked at the man whose eyes were in the corner, and said, ‘He was following us all the way.’ I’m sorry.

The older girl put the knife back on her waist again and reached out to you, “Good job, meet me. I’m 18. She’s my sister, 17th. I’m sorry.

The 17th noded your head and for the first time showed a sweet smile.

The man with the glasses raised his hand in the weak, “I’m number 13, and I’m not in the wrong. I’m sorry.

You will end up looking at Mount Holland and Zhang Wenjie.

Zhang Wenjie seemed free to say, “I was raped in school. I’m sorry.

“Me too. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

The way they talk without an expression is funny, and it is hard to imagine how two big men with full force react to violence in school.

You’re thinking about Zhang Wenjie jumping on the rope, and suddenly there’s some sympathy for the rebels.

Zhang Wenjie lifts his watch and looks at the time, “We have two hours to go back to the gym before the immune system closes. I’m sorry.

Turning on the phone, the countdown.

It’s a lot easier to get back on the road and people laugh.

Zhang Wenjie was riding the bike with the twins on the road, and number 13 was holding broken glasses and shaking behind him.

After you and Horan Mountain, the night wind in August is out of heat, rising up and even seeing stars.

“Horland Mountain, what do you think it is? I’m sorry.

Mount Holland follows your eyes, looks up to the moon, “A little crazy AI.” I’m sorry.

You laughed, “What’s AI to rule the earth? I’m sorry.

Horan Shan thought for a while, “Don’t you think it looks like it fixed bugs? But one thing I don’t understand. I’m sorry.

His thoughts coincided with yours, and both of you looked at each other and saw each other’s doubts.

It seems to be deliberately building a concept.

“A kidnapper who teaches the hostages how to be a human being is a little more than that. “What good is this to him?” Let’s get rid of the three-faced survivors and leave us in better service? I’m sorry.

“Maybe we think too much. Ha Lanshan said, “At that time, there was never an improvement in the copy. I even suspected that you were an undercover agent. I’m sorry.

You laughed, and said to each other in your heart, and almost threw your life in the city the first day you saw Mount Horan.

“Tell me about the restroom. You’re starting a new subject.

And Haran looked at you and said, “When I came out, I didn’t find you, the woman next door was empty, and I was called in for classes. I’m sorry.

“Man with a neck?”

Horan Mountain Noded, and then according to his description, you knew what happened between him and Cheung Wenjie in the fantasy.

“If you want to take the first test, you can’t get the first one, you can’t get the first one. I’m sorry.

This sentence is a direct provocation for BOSS, which is too eager to leave Mount Holland in the illusions and hand over the video.

Helanshan was a thinker, quickly understood the door, took a look, stepped on the U-disk and laughed, “No need.” I’m sorry.

And then the same thing happened to you.

It was Zhang Wenjie.

Yes, Jang Wenjie was the first to wake up.

As an agitated representative of the survivors, Zhang Wenjie heard that he had been insulted and had his neck tied to the flagpole, pulling the rope up and making it windy.

He then stood under the flag and made a very generous speech, in which he educated his fellow students who had committed violence in depth, entering an illusion of less than five minutes, finding the ultimate paradox and overcoming the double illusion.

Zhang Wenjie, who looks at you with no heart or heart, is falling apart.

“It is hoped that one day we will witness the moment of light in general. I’m sorry.

Ho Lanshan laughed, “We can look forward to it. I’m sorry.

Back at the gym, you had a long sleep.

This is the first time you’ve completely relaxed in a few days.

When you open your eyes, light comes through the cracks.

The sound of sleeping and breathing all around the place is on the rise.

The food was brought from the convenience store last night.

You rubbed your neck, you got up, you drank water, you bowed your head, and you found Horan Mountain next door.

You threw him a bottle of mineral water and sat down in the firebox next to him, “You’re on alert. I’m sorry.

The mountain of Horan was sore, and swallowed a sip of water and said, “There is no absolute security. Until we know how it works, I’m always skeptical of the truth of the current scene. I’m sorry.

You think it’s too early, and the second copy starts tonight, and you don’t want to go back to sleep, you talk to Horanshan.

“Do you have any family? I’m sorry.

It’s a sensitive subject, and it’s a good opportunity to get close.

The mountain strangled and said, “No more.” I’m sorry.

Look at that look on your face, he said, “No, you don’t have to be sorry. And I have friends. I’m sorry.

This is the first time that he has volunteered to speak out.

“But then there was disagreement, and there was no meeting. I’m sorry.

The atmosphere is getting heavy, and Zhang Wenjie, who happens to be next to him, has snored and woke up the twins, and your conversation has been interrupted.

The 18th got up impatient and grabbed Zhang Wenjie’s nose.

It’s such a mess, everyone is completely awake.

Turning on the phone, you’ve turned a blind eye to subsequent alerts, and the moon party alerts are on top.

“Did your phones charge?” You asked.

Back home, the phone was connected to the charger, and it’s been a day and a night since you got out of the disaster, and it’s still 100%.

The 18th stands next to brushing his teeth, with the vagueness of toothpaste: “No charge, zero points per day automatically refreshed to full capacity.” I’m sorry.

You have a bold idea.

It controls humans.

JANG Wenjie pointed at you, “Young man, stop it! Survivors have been able to provoke a large number of people to turn off, miss a copy of the moon party, and lead directly to…”

There are only six survivors, which is a huge loss.

At 7:00 p.m., everyone’s cell phone received the tone on time.

“To Dear Survivors: The Moon’s Party will start in an hour: City Hospital. Before the party starts, we’ll open the immune mode for survivors for 40 minutes, and we’re looking forward to your visit. I’m sorry.

“City Hospital, I don’t want to go…”

People were well-equipped, and this time you carried a Swiss military knife from a convenience store and carried bandages and wolf spray.

Zhang Wenjie is very skilled in putting the 13th up, “Don’t be silly, it’s just a hospital. Fear of medicine or needles? I’m sorry.

Number 13 kneels on his knees, crying, crying, “No, I… My girlfriend died in a city hospital, and I was afraid that I might see her.”

“Big brother, did you do something wrong?” I’m sorry.

When you see the 13th’s face changed, you have the bottom, you prepare your own, and in five minutes, you ride on your bike.

The 13th was finally compromised.

You look up at the sky, there’s a wind on the moon, there’s rain tonight.

At the halfway point, the sound of thunder was coming from afar, and the moon was hidden behind the clouds and it was invisible.

Near the hospital gate, a strange heat of suffocation rages in the air.

The twins shot the chest, “The air seems to be wetter. I’m sorry.

The city hospital was built for some years, the first part of which was built in the people ‘ s country, maintaining the style of the old building at that time, and the second half of which was modified on the basis of the original, with a modern building on an old building.

Four weeks of buildings are new and old.

There are also several relics, including old dormitories.

You had a visit during the summer vacation, and he attended the hospital ‘ s affiliated medical school, where he lived during his internship.

The light bulb was flashing, like a kb secret room, and it was sealed and they moved to the present dormitories.

The hospital’s doors are open, and there is a deadness at the moment, day and night, and the security room at the door is empty.

The moment we entered the hospital, the mobile phone reminded us that “Dear Survivors, the triple illusion has been set for you, and the current model is multi-player. Please find the ultimate paradox and clear the customs. Good luck to you all. I’m sorry.

You look at each other and you know in your hearts that there were no new survivors yesterday.

“Do you think that’s what I think?” question 17.

Zhang Wenji Haha laughs: “The online game has always been played. Congratulations. We have company this time. Lie down. I’m sorry.

“Don’t you think it’s getting harder and harder to breathe? “The silent 18 suddenly dropped the problem.

Word goes down, air suddenly gets sticky.

The iron door was shut in the back, and there was an intense crawling sound, which was the sound of a plume in the water pit.

“Let me out!” Let me out!

Soon, something crawled out of the dark.

It’s a woman with long hair with a bunch of similar things.

Except they’re acting weird, with their limbs on the ground like spiders, moving fast.

You only saw her when she was close. She was wearing a white medical uniform, with her head upside down, and she just saw the road ahead.

As an atheist, you almost thought you were crazy.

Run! “Horran Mountain sips, grabs the collapse of the 13th, and first runs to the door of the clinic in the black hole.

The rest followed closely, and the team quickly crowded into the door of the clinic.

Bang!

And as you threw the door down, it sounded like a drumming glass.

You’re almost with the nearest woman, with her torso, with her long nails scratching on the glass, with a long face full of white eyes, with a row of shark-like sharp, thin teeth, screaming.

Look, you found her all wet, like she crawled out of the water.

The 18th has a sweat, “Ci-ji? I’m sorry.

You remember the night before you got out of the neighborhood, the scratching out of the door was like that.

The shoulder was shot, and then you saw Mount Horan standing next to it, “Don’t be daft, if you’re in extreme danger.” I’m sorry.

As you know, everything is fatal in a triple illusion.

You smiled and looked away from the woman who was outside the glass door, and turned the bright and spacious hall into a black hole in hell, with bloodbaths waiting for people to enter a well-laid trap.

“Hey, 13, what’s wrong with you?”

The 13th was silent, pointing at the glass door: “She… she came to me…”

After that, scream, and wait for the people to return, and go into darkness.

Zhang Wenjie whispered, “Damn!”

Ho Lanshan looked at you, “Don’t fall apart. I’m sorry.

Even under such circumstances, you cannot judge whether the next moment’s company will be fake, let alone meet again after a break.

She finally looked at the woman outside her eyes, and she stopped scratching and staring at you.

Turn and follow people into darkness.

There are escalators on both sides of the hall and they are not functioning at this time.

Zhang Wenjie is bending his arm and breathing, “Don’t look at ordinary Sven. He lost his mind?”

You look around. Where’s the 13?

Question 17.

The terrain of the hospital is complex and the gradual exploration is far from ideal.

Moreover, the storyline has not spread, you have no idea, let alone the ultimate paradox.

“Group, me and the sisters, boss, you and 26.” Zhang Wenjie raised his sleeves and was ready for a big fight.

You’re going to the second floor with Horan Hill.

And when you left, you warned, “Beware of the woman at the door.”

It stopped suddenly, you pointed in the direction empty, and the glass door opened. You locked the door.

She came in.

I’m X! Zhang Wenjie shouted, “I knew it, 13 was no good! I’m sorry.

The first floor is no longer secure and you decided to search for the second floor, in the middle, in two parts.

You and Mount Holland stand in front of the CT room, look at it, pick an open door and walk in.

This is an office with a couple of computers, with a big glass next to it, and you can see the middle machine through it.

Although there was no one, the machine kept going in and out.

The computer appears to have someone pressing the switch, and the computer refreshs the interface over and over and over again, and scans human images.

You hold your breath, “Someone’s in there. I’m sorry.

Knock, knock.

Help! I’m sorry.

A weak voice coming from the door. It’s a woman.

And take a step back from the land of Horansan, far away from the door.

Then a thin face was put on the glass, and he laughed at you.

Yuen was far away and you were surprised.

She’s on the second floor and she’s after you two.

She slipped with the glass and left a water stain.

“I don’t see any clues here. Let’s go. * You turn around and all of a sudden Horanshan grabs your little arm *

“Wait, the 13th is inside. I’m sorry.

There’s just no one else in the CT bed who suddenly appears, and he’s tied up, and the machine keeps coming in and out.

All the pictures you see are his.

“Just go in. You said that.

Whether the 13th is real or not, it’s time to find out.

“She’s smart, she knows how to use bait. “Herland Mountain, a light saying, pushed the door.

The machine’s voice is coming out of there.

The imaginary attack didn’t show up, you came in, and you found the 13 double-eye, with a big pipe in your mouth, and the water was pouring into his mouth.

You’re pulling out the pipe, number 13’s squeaky, and it’s only because Mount Holland flipped on his back that you barely threw out the water.

“She’s here and she’s here…” 13, “Sorry, give me a break.” I’m sorry.

You lift up the 13th, “This is not a place to stay. We’ll talk about it later. I’m sorry.

The way out is clear, and soon you’ll meet Zhang Wenjie.

He didn’t look so good with his bag on his back. “Damn, he didn’t sleep well last night, he walked hard. I’m sorry.

You see, number 13, punch me in the face, “You bastard!

The twins came and pulled Zhang Wenjie, “Don’t move. There’s nothing on the second floor. Keep going. I’m sorry.

“What’s up there? I’m sorry.

“The Medical Examination Centre. You answer.

And everyone is looking at you.

You were surprised by your own reaction.

What about the fourth floor? I’m sorry.

“Stop the room. I’m sorry.

It’s dead.

Zhang Wenjie looks at the navigation panel, “26, if you’ve never been here, I’ll have to think of you as BOSS. I’m sorry.

You’re silent. You don’t come to this hospital very often, much less remember what’s on that floor.

But you remember the third and fourth floors well.

Ding!

The phone received another text message.

“To survivors: Watch out for those around you. The next one to stab the back is probably a mate. I’m sorry.

The dark screen of the cell phone is looking at people, with different faces.

“What do you mean? There’s an inside gui mixed in? Zhang Wenjie looked down and looked at the 13th at first.

“It wasn’t me … don’t leave me!” 13, explaining.

Zhang Wenjie hums, “You didn’t hesitate to run. I’m sorry.

He went first on the third floor and the twins followed.

The 13th was afraid of being left behind and went up against the girls.

Helanshan whispered, “Do you have a clue? I’m sorry.

Nod your head. “I think I know who it is. I’m sorry.

There is an electronic scale in front of the medical examination centre on the third floor, which is clearly moved and placed in the middle of the aisle at this point.

You had a pain in your neck and wanted to sleep badly yesterday.

“It’s not like we’re going to have to call each of us weights to get there? “The face of the 18th is ugly.

No. 17, “I don’t want to weigh.” I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie said, “I’ll go first! I’m sorry.

“Yo, a lot lighter, 20 pounds.” I’m sorry.

As soon as he said, “The twins are strong, they split the scales, and they are light.”

#17 laughs, “This is wrong, right? I’m sorry.

Mount Holland, “75kg, perfect. I’m sorry.

You put it in your backpack, you stood up, you turned your finger for a long time, and then you stopped on “125kg.”

You’re silent.

“How much? I’m sorry.

You look back, “125kg. I’m sorry.

“Bullshit, boss 185, 75kg. You’re not tall or fat, 125kg. I’m sorry.

The twins suddenly got ugly.

“Have you heard a ghost story? “If you suddenly gain weight, it means you have it.”

You suddenly saw the woman with the mouth on her shoulder.

She’s pulling his collar up, and Zhang Wenjie smiles like he can’t even see it, and occasionally stabbing his own tight neck.

At the same time, there are hidden images of the twins.

The 13th is gone again.

You fell down on your knees, and your shoulders were as heavy.

Chan Jiang! And the sound of Mount Horan before you appears to have come from a far place. He raises your chin and says, “Do not let her crush your head.” I’m sorry.

And there are those in your ear who speak softly, and are clearer and more convincing: “Mountain Horan is a traitor.” I’m sorry.

“How did the window in the ladies’ room close? I’m sorry.

“He has many secrets, but he never tells you. I’m sorry.

“Why are you alone? I’m sorry.

“…he wants to hurt you, so you have to do it first. I’m sorry.

You think she makes sense.

So in the chaos, you pulled out the Swiss Army knife.

As soon as you were prepared to pierce the blade, a cone came out of the chest of Mount Horan.

Bringing blood out of your face.

You opened your eyes and suddenly you became so conscious at this moment.

Herlan Mountain slowly heads down and looks at the cones in his chest, and wonders and confusion… He did not seem to have anticipated an attack on himself.

A slow sip of blood appeared to throw up his last life and his body slowly fell to you.

You hold him, you hold him, you hold him cold, you hold his soft body, you pull your head over your shoulder, and you don’t get angry.

Zhang Wenjie’s eyes were red and he stood behind him.

You screamed, “Herland Mountain…”

No response.

Reason has collapsed.

Horan, si.

The blood of the cone drops a little down the tip.

You’ve been waking up for a long time.

Pop!

Throw yourself a slap.

You’re trying to wake yourself up from an illusion and tell you the pain of jumping on your cheeks, that’s the truth.

Horan Hill si.

The woman behind Zhang Wenjie is laughing proudly, and this is her revenge for saving 13th.

And thou castest a low cry of rage, and cast forth the bodies of Mount Horan at the next minute, and smitten with JANG Wenjie.

The woman was angry, she had a twisted face, and she screamed so badly, and most recently, her teeth were a few centimetres away from your nose.

But you can’t help it. You punched him in the nose.

His eyes gradually recovered from dissipation, and after a brief blindfold, his anger went, “26! What are you doing?”

You keep your head down, your face flat, and you punch him in the face.

“You’re crazy! Zhang Wenjie fought back several times, and you didn’t hide from the moment.

You took the cone in his hand, raised it up high, and Zhang Wenjie had enough Swiss military knives not far away.

That’s on your back.

Powder!

The cone was down, with Zhang Wenjie’s scalp on it and pierced the face of the ghost.

The scream pierced the ear membrane, and your forehead was sore that you watched it turn into a smog, dispersing in darkness.

Zhang Wenjie’s knife also cut your ear, cut your hair, followed by a blunt knife into the flesh, skeletalized bones, and suddenly a cold sense of oppression disappeared.

You breathed, you breathed, you flipped off Zhang Wenjie.

He was lying next to me and his voice was dumb, “I really thought you were trying to kill me and there was no need to act so hard. I’m sorry.

He had a whistling, and the cheeks were swollen.

You look at the old ceilings that are painted, and you say, “I didn’t want to play at first. I thought you killed Mount Horan.” I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie listens and sits up, and says, “Sweet up, I’ll see him and the ghost, one down, one up, one up, and I’ll break your neck like a blunt horn. My boss can’t afford to do this. I’m sorry.

You didn’t find it right when you were fighting with Jang Wenjie.

Normal people do not notice the illusions when they are driven away by anger.

But you and Zhang Wenjie have noticed that twins, the shi of Horansan are missing.

That is why there is an interim strategy of back-to-back.

“What do you do?” You ask.

“A fireman. Watch and listen. Zhang Wenjie smiles without heart.

You raised your thumb and heard him ask you, laughing, “Proceder.” I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie stood up from the ground and handed you a hand: “I can’t tell, it’s a lot of hair. I’m sorry.

In the empty hospital corridor, only you two, the other little partners, have disappeared.

“When did we leave?” Zhang Wenjie looked around and the scale was still there.

You need to find a node, like the girls’ toilet in the binoculars.

Before and after weight? After you said it, you shook your head again, “I felt something wrong after I got to the third floor. You tell me about before the escalator. I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie began to remember: “Me and the twins searched half the floor and met a ghost in the registration room. I’m sorry.

“I met a ghost too. * You frown. *

Zhang Wenjie said, “Maybe it’ll be able to split, and then we’ll meet at the escalator on the second floor after we get rid of her. You guys took that coward of the 13th, and I scared him, and he was on the 3rd floor, faster than the rats, and he got caught by the twins. I’m sorry.

That’s all you’ve heard.

A hidden thought is coming out.

“When I was on the second floor, I saw you punching the 13th, and he went up behind the ass of the twins. I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie blinked, “Are you kidding? I’m afraid I’ll punch him down. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

You take a deep breath, “I’ve always felt you were in a bad position on the 2nd floor. Some are too impulsive I understand now. I’m sorry.

“What do you understand? I’m sorry.

“You can understand that when we step on the second floor, the illusion divides us in two. Me, Mount Holland, 13 is in a fantasy, you and the twins are in a fantasy. In order not to let us know, it is, as it is, recapturing our missing teammates. In other words, in your illusions, I, Mount Holland and No. 13 were found, and the twins and you I saw were fake. I’m sorry.

“until we set foot on the escalator to the third floor and the illusions reordered. This time, you and I are divided. All the other teammates are retraced. I think text messages are just a reminder. I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie’s face became ugly at once, “You mean every time you pass through the escalators, it’s like shuffles, and it gives us random groups? Do I have to tell which one is real or what is fake? I’m sorry.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie was deeply exhaled, “Damn, don’t wait for me to get out. I’m sorry.

Think about it. You smile and shoot a Manjie, “Brother, don’t be angry, at least we’re not having a clue. Horan Mountain should have found a problem. I’m sorry.

“What do we do now? There are so many floors in the back that we still don’t know the storyline. I’m sorry.

“Turn around the 3rd floor. There should be a lot of information at the examination center. You said, “Turn on your phone and light up the environment.” Miss Motivation stood in front of the door, with white light on her face, smiling in the face.

Zhang Wen Jie went straight over, poked and put a human face on the floor, “I’m afraid. I’m sorry.

You “…”

Into the door, there was an old register on the empty reception desk.

Zhang Wenjie was curious to open his eyes with a light and suddenly looked at you, “You’re up there. I’m sorry.

You look at it, “Chen Jiang, man, 24 years old, medical check-ups: on-board check-ups. Own company: Star. I’m sorry.

“Where’s the star? Zhang Wenjie asked you, “Why have I never heard of it?” I’m sorry.

You wrinkled, “Maybe it’s a name. I’ve never been to this hospital. I don’t know a star. I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie turned over another page, pointing at an inch of your picture: “So what?” I’m sorry.

It’s your inch, a long time ago, but you’re four kilometers away from work, and there’s no chance of crossover, and you’re 27 years old.

Zhang Wenjie turned over another page and shouted: “The boss is up there too. I’m sorry.

“Horland Hill, male, 24 years old, medical examination project: entry medical examination. Own company: Star. I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie lay down and started to flip back, “Come on, am I up too? The three of us are in business? Ha ha ha. I’m sorry.

However, he did not turn his name on it.

At the same time, you have turned over another register.

“Suh-tao, man, 25 years old, checkup program…”

You recognize the face of an inch of the photo, number 13.

The latter information is vague, but there is a telephone number in the section of the emergency contact named Yang Lanfang.

You realize that this is a family check-up package, married on the 13th. The woman named Yang Fang is his wife.

Another page, you stop.

The woman in the inch of the picture has a beautiful face and a sweet smile.

Zhang Wenjie came by, “It looks familiar. I’m sorry.

You look behind him and you say, “She’s… she’s on the glass door right now.”

Zhang Wen Jie followed your eyes, turned his head, screamed pig-killing at the moment she looked at the girl.

The next minute you two hit the door and ran deeper.

You end up in front of a straight ladder, with Zhang Wengjie bending his knees and breathing.

“I know what she wants. She wants us to give her the 13th. This bastard must have done something wrong to the girl! They want him dead! I’m sorry.

“Go to the fourth floor, the ultimate paradox should be on the 13th. I’m sorry.

You and Zhang Wenjie walked into the stairs, and you looked at him, “Take a hand.” I’m sorry.

“What do you want? I have a girlfriend…”

“Handing hands is the only way I can think of how to avoid dissipation, although it may not work, is better than nothing. I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie put his hand out of his hand, “The Sheila for a moment…”

You suddenly regret that you didn’t hammer him all over your teeth.

Drip…

The elevator suddenly sounded the alarm, and both of you looked at the small screen and pointed it overload.

“Where are we overloading? I’m sorry.

You look around, you take a slow back near the wall on one side, “Maybe something we can’t see.”

Zhang Wen Jie raised his voice and moved his position, “It should be an uneven distribution of gravity, as old elevators often do. I’m sorry.

As a matter of fact, the alarm disappeared when he moved and the elevator door began to close.

As the horizon narrowed, a face suddenly appeared in the cracks.

To the point of view of you, she slowly opened her mouth full of teeth, and her mouth swung into her ear.

She found you.

“Aah, aah, aah…”

Zhang Wenjie kicked him as she reached in.

Her nails were broken, her screams were heard, there was a Wenjie, there was a ghost, there was even another man.

You sense the sound coming from the left, cold back, looking back, and you find the 13th crumbling around the corner with his head.

Mount Horan appeared in the same position as you, with the elevator wall, the twins and Zhang Wenjie responding in a similar way, with a long stick and a crazy outside door.

You strangled each other’s neck at the same time as Horanshan.

You can’t let your blood vessels move in your hand.

“Chen Jiang, we all understand the mechanism of the illusion. “Intelligence exchange.” I’m sorry.

“The ultimate paradox is related to the 13th. You said that.

“He’s his wife outside the door. Heranshan added, “The 13th mentioned a car accident at the bridge, where his wife died. I’m sorry.

The impact outside the door was even more intense, and the ghost seemed extremely angry, with a bunch of “Suh-tao” coming out of his thick throat.

This is something you don’t know, but there are countless serial crashes every year on the bridge, and more than one hysteria has said that the bridge is bad.

It was later proved that the building materials of Yenjiang ‘ s apartment were leaking, that the reflection of light resulted in a blind section of the road, which was being modified at the time of the disaster.

“Anything else?” you ask.

“No more. I’m sorry.

You nod your head, “Okay, I found a medical report on you and me on the register. We belong to the same company: stars. Have we met before?”

And Horan was silent for a while, and a light light look fell on your face, and opened his mouth and said, “No.” I’m sorry.

“No more information. That’s it.

In your conversation, the elevator doors finally converge, red circle 3 with a tone, becoming 4.

The air is a little dyslexic, and two illusions are integrated in this little elevator.

Disturbing distribution mechanisms have been identified, and partners are on alert.

You stopped at the same time as Mount Holland and pointed your spear at the 13 in the corner.

When he entered the hospital, he looked at the elevator door, which was open, and he went straight to the ground, “Stop, stop, stop, stop. I’m sorry.

You look out the elevator and the staff stairs on the fourth floor are parked in the–

You’re on one side with Horan Hill, dragging up 13 out.

The temperature is a little low, the cooling cabinet is open, the Quadrilateral stands are lined up, and almost every one of them is covered.

As expected, you found the 13th wife: Yang Lanfang.

Her stomach was high, her face was pale, her eyes were tight and her hair was like seaweed around her neck.

The air is getting sticky, and the sound of water is hidden.

Zhang Wenjie grabbed the 13th collar and said, “Tell the truth or you’ll be fed to your wife.” I’m sorry.

The 13th collapsed, and he cried, “I didn’t do anything the car broke through the fence and fell into the river the window was open and I crawled out before the water came in. She’s a co-pilot, too tummy to untie her seatbelt I’m scared I want help! I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie’s face sank, raised the 13th, squeezed his face on Yang Fong’s face, “So how did she break her neck?” I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie warned us that people had found something wrong.

Yang Lanfang’s neck shows an abnormal distortion.

You pick up the report next to it and turn to Yang Qingfang’s page, with a heavy mood: “The neck is broken, not drowning.” I’m sorry.

And the number 13 was rounded, and he said to you, “Please, let me go! I was so scared, I just slipped my foot and I didn’t know it was her head.

Your heart is heavy.

I can’t believe that the 13th didn’t just leave his wife and son, but escaped on Yang Fang’s head.

You’re cold and in a dilemma.

Yang Lanfang’s wish was to leave the 13th in this illusion, for life.

The ultimate paradox is clear: “No blame should prevail over the law.” I’m sorry.

If it is a double illusion that consciously sets a moral mark on the world, then it wants to set its own legal yardstick.

But you can’t say that.

Zhang Wenjie can’t help it any longer. In order to break the illusion, you’re going to keep this son of a bitch?

People are silent.

There’s one corner missing from the record, you sweep it out, you just sort of settle it down, and you turn up page two.

Zhang Wenjie, male, 26 years old, occupation: firefighter. Cause of death: drowning. Place of death: Jiang Bridge. I’m sorry.

Breathing stopped, and you softened your movement, standing behind the people, turning page three.

“Suh Tao, male, 28 years old, occupation: employee. Cause of death: drowning. Place of death: Jiang Bridge. No. 13.

“Yeong Yi, female, 18 years old, occupation: student. Cause of death: drowning. Place of death: Jiang Bridge. No. 18.

“Yo Ji-mi, female, 18 years old, occupation: student. Cause of death: drowning. Place of death: Jiang Bridge. No. 17.

“Yanjiang, male, 54 years old, occupation: farmer. Cause of death: drowning. Place of death: Jiang Bridge. It’s a photo of the father on his knees.

All the leads point to a series of car crashes at the bridge.

What has already happened in reality, independently of the illusion.

With your shaking hands, you slowly turn the last page and stare at the last name.

“Horland Hill, man, 27 years old, occupation:- Cause of death: drowning. Place of death: Jiang Bridge. I’m sorry.

On the lower right corner, there is an identification signer: Chen Jiang.

You recognize your handwriting, and the last one will draw a long tail.

Maybe it’s an illusion.

You looked through all the death records and found them on them, except for you.

You looked up at the side of Mount Horan, and at that moment you had a thousand possibilities in your head.

It seems as though your eyes were overlooking him, and the light pupils were shining in the darkness.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

So you put it back in the old drawer, “Nothing. How’s it going? I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie looked bad, and took a step back from the 13th.

The water stairwelled through the stairs, with the sound of puddles, and the ghost appeared at the door with her cape.

She slowly raised her hand and pointed at the 13th.

“You can’t kill me!” Rule-of-law society! I’ll turn myself in if I make a mistake. I’m sorry.

The people’s faces were followed by an obnoxious look, accompanied by the sound of a cell phone, and the triple illusions were discovered and cleared.

Yet the female ghost did not disappear.

She’s not far away, she’s taking a step forward.

You see that there’s a half-sized man behind her.

The look of an ordinary child, surrounded by water and grass, stared with fear at the 13th and shouted, “Dad. I’m sorry.

The 13th is holding up, the eyes are stuck to the child, and they don’t move anymore.

The child tried to come over and was picked up by a ghost in her collar.

The ghost had long hair and covered her eyes. Before she left, she stopped at the door and you all felt her grief.

The room is back to normal. It’s empty.

The 13th was blind and mumbling, “It was a daughter… it was a daughter…”

Speaking of which, he cried, kneeled on the floor and broke his liver.

On the way back to the gym, people have different hearts.

It was raining outside the hospital sometime.

Occasionally, a few monsters screamed to pass with you, covered in mud.

Under the protection of immune mode, it’s like passing pedestrians.

“You haven’t spoken since then. The sound of Mount Horran came suddenly in the ear.

You look back, you smile, and you laugh, “Herlan, if I die one day, will you collect my body for me? I’m sorry.

When the moon was dark, he measured you for a long time, saying, “Where I see it, he will.” I’m sorry.

“We’ve only known each other for a few days. I’m sorry.

As if Mount Horan had not heard the test in your speech, he laughed softly, “Yes.” I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie and the twin sisters were arguing about something, and the braids of 17 were dumped, and the drums were in the front.

Zhang Wenjie and No. 18 don’t care about anyone, No. 13 is in the middle, trying to talk, touching the ash.

It’s only been a few days, but it’s like a family.

You take your eyes back and ask, “Do you remember the serial car crash on the bridge of the river?” I’m sorry.

Holand Mountain Noded, “It’s a little bit, I went to work and the traffic accident happened a month ago, 57 cars crashed, a bus and two sedans crashed into the fence and stormed the river. In the heavy rain that day, the road was in bad condition, except for the drowning in the river and the death on the bridge. I’m sorry.

You’ve seen only one word in the news, and you don’t know the details.

“I remember that the construction along the river was already under renovation, which would not have happened. I’m sorry.

According to Mount Holland, “the accident began with a drunk and insolent journey, and the bus was prevented from doing so, causing a tragedy. The perpetrators escaped for days and were arrested several kilometres away. I’m sorry.

You looked at him and said, “I saw the death record in the city hospital. I’m sorry.

Then he stopped for two seconds, and saw Horan, listening to you, and took a breath, and said, “You are above.” I’m sorry.

Holand Mountain is flat, “So, what do you think? I’m sorry.

“You left me the problem?”

Faced with a slightly sharp question from you, Horan Shan reached out and swayed in front of himself.

That funny move made you both laugh.

It’s ridiculous to say he’s dead to a hot living man.

Don’t think about it. You’re so tired you just want to go back to the gym and get some sleep.

Apparently, that was the view of all, and when they returned to the stadium, they came together to check closed doors and windows and lay down after the grassfruit.

You lie in the darkness, and the curtains cover the stars outside, and you sleep in the best of sleep.

I went over and heard Horan in the dark and asked: “Are you asleep?” I’m sorry.

“You didn’t sleep either. I’m sorry.

Scared?

You were silent for a while, “A normal person would be afraid. To be honest, I don’t know how long I’m going to last, and I’m going to travel through illusions and reality, and one day I’ll have doubts about reality. What is the meaning of our survival? In an infinite cycle, life lasts until the very day of age, when the insinuity of insight is lost and left behind in an illusion. I’m sorry.

“Don’t you think it’s like dying from old sickness? Human beings know that the end is death, and that the meaning of living is survival itself. I’m sorry.

You smiled, “How can you argue with your friends when you’re so good at people? I’m sorry.

Helanshan did not pick up, but instead changed the subject: “Is the next copy the bridge? I’m sorry.

And suddenly, in the darkness, a faint light came up, and you saw Horan Mountain squeezing and typing.

A little while later, he pointed his cell phone page at you, “Look at the information, if you can predict the location of the copy and the relevant storylines in advance, the danger will be smaller. I’m sorry.

You picked up the phone screen, looked up, and looked down at the perpetrators.

A woman who looks ordinary, and you suddenly scratch it in your heart.

“Are you alive?”

Haran was silent for a long time and said, “When he resisted, he fell into a ditch and died.” I’m sorry.

You go down to the obituary, you keep thousands of messages, you get excited, you don’t move for a long time, you give them a few words, you look at the red icon, and you feel that there are still people in the world.

“If the next illusion is made up of the memory of the victims, it will be difficult. I’m sorry.

To break the illusion is to stand against everyone and to defend the perpetrator, as difficult as the phantom.

You’ve changed your position, you’ve got your arm on it, and if it’s a huge AI, the person who studied it, it’s a real heart attack.

The air became quiet, and as soon as it turned around, Mount Horan had closed his eyes and slept.

He has too many secrets to tell you in his attitude.

You’re not a person who likes to be embarrassed.

For the first time in a long time, you had a real dream.

That death confirmation was repeated in the dream, and even more ridiculously, you saw yourself signing it.

The camera turns, it’s big and small.

The closest piece to you, the name of Mount Horan.

And when the autumn was set, the tombstones covered the mountains, the asymmetrics were visible, the wind blew out in the wilderness, and the sands sounded all over the mountains.

You bend over and put down a white ass, a black suit that doesn’t fit to choke your chest.

As you walked out of the cemetery, you met a poor middle-aged couple, dressed in black, noding at you.

“Chen Jiang, look at them. I’m sorry.

You nod your head, and your finger’s not far away. I’m sorry.

A woman crying in her husband’s arms.

The man’s voice is dumb, “The perpetrator has not been found, we’ve been waiting. I’m sorry.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

The scenes in your dreams make your chest sore, open your eyes, light up, Zhang Wenjie’s arms soar on your chest, and your mouth pours down.

It’s no wonder in a dream it feels like something’s crushing it.

Pop!

You slapped Cheung Wenjie and woke him up from his sleep.

Zhang Wen Jie, who beats me? I’m sorry.

You touched his carotid pulse with an index finger and a middle finger to make sure he was alive.

This moves Zhang Wenjie back a few feet in front of his collar. I’m sorry.

He jumped up and pointed at you, yelling, “26 is fake! I knew he wasn’t normal. He kept holding hands in the elevator! You touched me again! Take it out! Take it out!

You “…”

Mount Horan was up long ago and witnessed a series of operations from you, asking, “Did you see Zhang Wenjie on the confirmation list? I’m sorry.

You can’t keep things from me. You tell me what you’ve been seeing.

“Brother, why don’t you strangle me? “If it doesn’t hurt, I’ll die. I’ll go to the next level. I’m sorry.

“Don’t bullshit.” I’m sorry.

The little girl’s sweet words have eased your heart.

Anyway, everybody’s here, that’s enough.

And as it drew near noon, the sky sank from the outside, and a mist appeared in the autumn season.

“Climate is getting weirder, and it’s free to fix bugs. Can’t you fix climates too? Zhang Wenjie started to spit, “I knew I had brought my bed feathers.” There must be no heat in winter. I’m sorry.

“Let’s go to the mall after the next copy. “Stocks are running out and we need cold clothes.” I’m sorry.

“I want a little dress.” I’m sorry.

“All right, let’s get you out of here and get you a little dress. Zhang Wenjie said that he had a good look at the 18th.

“Ding – To Dear Survivors: The Moon’s Party will begin in 2 hours: the bridge of the Yangtze River. Before the party starts, we’ll open up the immune mode for survivors for — 24 hours, and I’m looking forward to you coming. I’m sorry.

People were silent about this text message.

“It’s the middle of the day and the production team’s donkey didn’t do it. Zhang Wenjie was the first to yell, “Is he in a hurry to be born?” I’m sorry.

“Set us to life in a hurry…” 18 sighs and starts packing.

Before you left, you went to the security room and found a box of nails and a lighter.

For the first time, you opened the curtains in broad daylight, when the streets were covered in fog, and occasionally you saw a few twisting people moving away.

People are watching on the glass.

“They seem to be heading south. I’m sorry.

The bridge lies on the south side of the city, and the river runs from under the bridge.

You push the glass door, wet mist, it’s cold.

“Drive. Who has a license? I’m sorry.

So you see Zhang Wenjie and Ho Lanshan raising their hands silently.

Several cars were parked by the side of the road and there was chaos when the disaster occurred, resulting in a large number of doors being opened and the keys being inserted.

You picked a business car that seemed to be the strongest.

On the way, you gave a brief account of the traffic accident on the bridge in order to prevent people from getting caught.

Of course, the 13th also added much as one of the participants in the accident.

The car was slow to enter the bridge.

The fog is getting bigger and you’re talking about it and you’re not going to turn on the fog lights in case you’re going to scare the snake.

“The green belt is blind, as it is, boss, how are you doing?

Zhang Wenjie was right. The moment the car entered the bridge, it was immediately surrounded by fog, and it was only 1 metre visible.

“Ding — Dear Survivors, the current pattern is multi-person-activated. Please find the ultimate paradox and clear customs. The escape mode has been activated. Please avoid it now. I’m sorry.

Almost below, the 13th screamed: “Look ahead! I’m sorry.

The mist light, which was so thick, was in sight for just one second, and it was flashing.

Zip–

The stinging brakes sound all around.

Your body almost hit the windshield because of inertia.

Yiu is so, bang.

The head still hit.

“That’s so lame. It’s just the beginning. Zhang Wenjie whispered, he stood up and looked out of his neck, and came back from the outside, and said, “All the cars are facing us, there’s no one there. I’m sorry.

“Get out of the car?” 18 to pull the door handle.

You scream, “Be careful, since it’s about the car accident, you’ll be in danger on foot. I’m sorry.

Horanyama re-started the car and was ready to retreat, and the car broke down at the mouth.

And then, in the shadow mirror, Zhang Wen Jie blocked and turned his head and looked, “What is it? I’m sorry.

A huge noise pierced through the fog.

People face each other.

You’re the only one who looks at Horanshan. I’m sorry.

Several crises have sharpened your high degree of obedience, in almost a few seconds, and six people have broken out of the door at speeds.

You turned your head and saw a red car burst into a fog like a shadow and hit it so hard on the ass of your car just now, with a huge impact that caused the airbag to pop out and the body to become a piece of paper.

If you take a step later, you’ll die inside.

Car alarms are ringing and other old cars are awakened.

You saw a woman in the red car behind a green belt.

“Heigh-hee, let me see how many dead…”

The mist did not completely cover her position, her neck was broken into a weird angle, and every position was in an incredible place when the limbs were walking, like a man who simply reconnected broken bones.

Oh, my God.

High heels on the bridge.

She swings, walks in front of your car, looks in the glass.

And thou hast a cold back, and sent a sign to thy companions, that they would be quiet away.

Whatever it is, the instinct tells you not to be seen by her.

A few steps back, a scream pierced the eardrum, “It’s gone! It’s gone! It’s gone! Where have you been playing hide and seek?

“Well, I found one. “The sound of his heels is getting away.”

You’ve changed your face. It’s bad. Mount Horan comes out of the Lord and is right on your side.

You didn’t even think about going out there, passing through the back of the car, and suddenly there’s a face on the right.

Women bend their necks, and five officials twist, so close you can see the bones coming out of their faces.

She’s waiting for the rabbit.

The woman laughed, “I got one, I got one…”

And just as you thought the next moment she’d stretch her hand through you, a broken fist hit her in the temple.

Bang!

The woman’s head fell into the window.

Ho Lanshan dumped his arm, “Go! I’m sorry.

Women are trying to stand up in their necks, and you have no choice but to remind your partner outside: “Run forward!” I’m sorry.

After that, Horan Hill was squeezed into the traffic.

The fog is so heavy that you can only use your voice to identify your partner’s location, and Zhang Wenjie’s voice is very close to you: “The car is so crowded, I’m stuck, please push me.” I’m sorry.

Then you heard the twins’ complaints, and you persuaded Zhang Wengjie to lose weight.

You hold Mount Horan with one hand, and you reach out another hand to the sound source: “Jhang Wenjie, hold it, don’t move. I’m sorry.

You touch a hand, grab it, push it, like you’re out of jail.

“Oh, finally, 26, you’re soft, like a woman. I’m sorry.

You hum, “Me too. I’m sorry.

♪ The walkers walk, grunts ♪

Someone’s laughing.

“26, you’re okay to laugh. Zhang Wenjie’s voice came from behind.

You stop walking, you wash your sweat.

Helan Mountain found something different, died and held your hand tight and whispered, “Can you let go?” I’m sorry.

And thou hast tried to shake thy head, and the death of that hand, and hast become disobedient to disguise.

Zhang Wenjie you shouted.

He replied, “What? Why don’t you go?”

“Remember the escalator rule in the triple illusion? I’m sorry.

Your teammates, maybe not real teammates.

After a moment of calm, Zhang Wenjie’s voice said, “Oh, I’m a little sick and you’re gonna throw up on me and you’re gonna throw up.” I’m sorry.

Stay with him long enough. You can hear his voice.

After a brief moment of peace, Zhang Wenjie suddenly broke up and said, “You’re a fool to lie to me!

Zhang Wenjie, who freed his hands, went back, took a baseball bat, and one cut.

Women’s twisted faces appear in vision, laughing, eyes open, saying to you, “You can’t run away I’ll crush you…”

After that she threw her hand out and went down and disappeared in a strange position.

Zhang Wenjie’s stick was lost, and the window next to it was broken and hammered, and he was like, “How did she get between us?” I’m sorry.

You reached out and caught a fog, “She seems to have used some kind of medium…”

The place where the palms were suddenly held by women was dark.

What do you remember, pulling the arm of Mount Horan, it turns black on his right hand.

“JANG Wenjie, have your hands blackened? I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie looked at it, “…”

It’s like it’s been branded.

Zhang Wenjie pulled out the wet towels and pressed the tweezers until the skin was red, and the black mark remained.

“She just ran to the middle of the bridge…” 18 says, “Looks like she’s trying to lure us past.” I’m sorry.

“The cause of the accident happened to be interrupted at the bridge” whispered in the voice of No. 13, “The broken fence is right ahead.” I’m sorry.

“Go and look, hold hands and don’t lose the team. “Herland Hill reminds you to keep going.”

Zhang Wenjie held your hand hard, “It’s you, isn’t it?”

As you go in, you hear familiar chewing, and you still have trouble meeting this monster in a copy of you who are used to immunisation.

They’re all here.

“Heigh-hee-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat-eat. I’m sorry.

You’re sick in your heart, thinking about the fried eggs you put in your mouth.

The smell of blood in the air has shown them what their food is, whether it tastes as good as eggs in their eyes.

“Is the monster the original victim? I’m sorry.

In the face of your doubts, Zhang Wenjie pushed the 13th, “Come on, come with me to the front to see if there are any of your old acquaintances. I’m sorry.

Number 13 is set, “I’m not going.” I’m sorry.

“Just one of your survivors. Who are you going to go? Zhang Wenjie said that the 13 had disappeared in the fog.

It’s been a long time, and you can’t help but get up there, and you’re stopped by Mount Holland on several occasions. I’m sorry.

The hour passed, and ten minutes later, even Mount Horan wrinkled his head and was about to go out and look for him.

It’s 13.

It’s just that he’s obviously not in the right state, with his eyes straight and his movements stiff.

The 18th is on the front. “Return! Where’s Zhang Wenjie?”

The 13th heard someone talking to himself. Turn around. “Who’s Zhang Wenjie? I’m sorry.

Your heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

And then the 13th started laughing, laughing like a woman: “He jumped down the bridge…”

You can’t go back to the front without a few of you. I’m sorry.

The chewing has disappeared, and the ground is full of broken bones and hair.

Moving forward, like clearing the field, the dense fleet disappears and the surroundings become empty.

“Jhang Wenjie?” You shouted, and there was no reply.

“This way! “Horranshan is pulling you straight to the fence.”

You saw a straight fence snapping through your back and a big mouth in the middle.

It’s all white under the bridge, and it’s supposed to be too quiet at the moment.

“Are we really on the bridge? No water at all…”

And you frown, and you look back, and you look, “Did you hear anything? I’m sorry.

People follow your eyes, and the wind is a little bit different, and gradually you hear a little crushing, and the tires over the stone…

There’s a car coming at you.

Zhang Wenjie?

A big thing suddenly appeared in the vision.

The red sedan is as good as it was, and it’s a man in it.

He was blindfolded, staring at the front, wearing a seatbelt and not holding the steering wheel, as if he had been forced on.

Help! Hurry! “Call out, bend over and pick up the bricks and run over.”

If you look more closely, you will see that as Zhang Wenjie approaches the fence, his skin becomes pale and swollen, as if it had been bubbled.

The bricks were smashed on the glass of the car, the bricks were broken and the window of the car broke into a web of spiders.

Ho Lanshan, break your shoulder. I’m sorry.

You know, pull out the nails from the security room and throw them in front of the car.

Tires pass over, start to leak, slow down, but continue to move forward.

Herlan Shan swung his arms, punched his elbow in a glass window, a blunt sound, a large piece of glass fell, and the white shirt of Horan Shan slowly bled out.

The rest of you are pulling out the lock and pulling Zhang Wenjie.

“The seat belt is stuck! I can’t open it! I’m sorry.

Took the knife from number 17, 18 went into the car for convenience.

Sister! The 17th is about to cry, “Come on! I’m sorry.

You put your hands to the head, block the car as far as you can, and number 13 grabs the window, or is it one step at a time.

A hand appeared next to it, slammed on the hood of the engine, bleeding in hand over the car and flowing down.

“Hold on. I’m sorry.

Mount Horan reminds you not to be distracted.

The two men’s power again slowed down the car.

The cliff is right behind you, a few steps away.

The 18th flew with his seatbelt removed and cried to both of you: “I am well, retreat!”

You got out of your car at the same time as Horan Hill.

Zhang Wenjie was pulled out of the door by 17 and fell on his face.

Half of the body got out of the bridge, and the 17th broke his heart and shouted, “Sir! Get out!

The 18th was tripped by something, and your hands crossed over with Horan Mountain, and you watched the 18th fall down the bridge.

At the last minute, you saw the surprise and the guilt of the 18th.

Number 17 is crazy, like, if it wasn’t for you, he’d have jumped.

“Si-ah-ah-ah-ah.”

How could you not get out of your head?

The 17th is struggling. You have to hold her tight, “Emi…”

She cried, “My sister, save her.”

You choked, shot the girl in the back, “I’m sorry we missed her…”

“How could she leave me alone…” 17 was crying and throwing up on the ground, and “Sister Immi can’t live without you…”

You hold her and sit on the floor.

The cold wind clips were wet and drilled into the neck.

You understand this loss of loved ones, which reminds you of last night’s dream.

The depressed, insinuable pain.

Zhang Wengjie, who was lying on the floor, had moved, first twitched, then woke up and sat down.

Hiss… it hurts…

The 17th was already out, slapping JANG Wenjie, and then slamping him on the floor, pulling out a knife over his head, “You’re going to pay for my sister!” I’m sorry.

Zhang Wen Jimon, you and Horanshan control the 17th move and drag it back.

Her eyes were red, and her tears rolled down one by one, and she cried not.

Zhang Wen Jie is looking at you.

You’re dry, “Just now 18 didn’t get out of the car and fell off. I’m sorry.

Zhang Wenjie’s face is obscuring, and it’s so red.

“Yi and her… dead? I’m sorry.

Zhang Wengjie’s face gradually became pale, tears turned in his eyes and his lips trembled.

Are you kidding me? I’m not awake, I’m hallucinating? I’m sorry.

You’re hearing wrong.

He turned his eyes to the 17th, slowly rises, kneels in front of the little girl, holds her hand in his face, “Emi, hit me. I’m sorry.

“The last thing I regret in my life is having my sister with you!” I’m sorry.

That sentence was like a knife in his heart, and Zhang Wen Jie was crouching on the ground, laughing suddenly and bowing his head and burying his face in his hand.

The wind passed through the bridge and nobody spoke for a long time.

A long time later, 17 stood up with a knife, “Where is that woman? I’m sorry.

“Looking for me?” “Looking forward, it’s not me, it’s them.”

Once again, a vehicle was in the fog, this time with two pushers in the back.

Two old men.

With his back on his back, his face was blue, and his eyes were obstinately pushing the car forward.

The car was packed with monsters and the door was locked.

And the woman found out, and she dragged the two old men’s hair back and forth: “The old man, let you catch him. Who gives you permission to touch my man?” I’m sorry.

The old man screamed so badly that he was born with a skin.

A woman who’s out of breath, throws garbage and spills old people’s hair, “Damn, can’t catch them, the monster eats you at night. I’m sorry.

The old man bends over to help the old lady with his bloody scalp, and the two of them are holding each other up and coming towards you.

Zhang Wen Jie went straight to the woman with a knife.

The monsters began to gather around, and the women were going to hang you last.

“Chen Gang, go help them. I’ll take care of these two. “Horran Hill is holding his sleeve up.

You looked at his wound, “Can you do it?” I’m sorry.

Ho Lanshan stopped in front of two old men, “You won’t collect my body.” I’m sorry.

The sound of the surroundings was running around, and the woman sat on the rails with her legs on her legs, and she tried to drag you down with human tactics.

You look at Zhang Wenjie and 17, in the corner of 13, and with Horan Mountain, where the old man trembles, and goes out.

There’s not much time. I hope they survive.

You touch the bridge, your cell phone beeps, “Live 26 will be wiped out, remind, escape will be erased.”

As if you didn’t hear, you saw the dead red car, stuck in one head, flipped up inside.

Perfumes, bags, heels, mobile phones … and, inside the car, accessories.

And you dragged down the adornment with your hands and feet, and found a watch, and opened it, and a family.

In the middle is that woman, with two old men.

That’s her parents.

You keep looking, the lockers, the trunks, and eventually the hospital’s bill in the plastic bag in the back seat.

City hospital.

Serious ward.

Patient Qin, male, 66. Diagnosis: pneumonia, infectious shock. There is also a medical notice, signed by Qin Hsien, for abandoning the rescue.

If you remember correctly, the perpetrator’s name is Qin.

The date shows the day before the accident.

You can basically deduce some of the facts through this.

The day before the accident, Qin had given up his father ‘ s treatment and left in his car.

The second day of drunk driving resulted in 57 car crashes and absconding, and a few days later he was arrested and killed in the suburbs.

You run back with a piece of information, the wind on the bridge pours into your lungs, and your throat burns.

The battlefield is burning, the partners are wearing colours, Zhang Wengjie’s arms are bloody, the shirt 17 is broken and there are teeth marks around his neck.

Qin Hao! “You should not enslav your parents! I’m sorry.

The woman who was named suddenly stood up and looked to you with evil, “What do you know? It’s they who want me to die! Why do I get sick? Why do I have to save him? I’m sorry.

She pointed at a distant old man, screaming, angry and making her look like a vampire. It’s like an ingrate! I’m so young because he’s in debt! They deserve to die!”

The two elderly people in the distance suddenly stopped moving and stood there and were thin.

You shine on a woman’s phone, “What about your huge consumption? Ask yourself, is it true that you owe your father a debt? I’m sorry.

Women screamed hysteria, “Isn’t it for me to make money?” I was born and raised.

“The White Eye Wolf! White-eyed wolf!”

Then she was pushed down by a lot of monsters, and Zhang Wenjie just walked out of a circle and immediately went into a new battle to protect the 17th.

You don’t have much time. Your brain is flying. If that wasn’t the ultimate paradox, what was it?

Chan Jiang! She wants to kill them!”

Turning around, there was a surge of pressure around Mount Horan, and a few monsters headed towards the old man, and there was no one left.

Do you need to protect two old people this time?

You bite your teeth and pick up a stick in front of Mount Horan. “Here, leave it to me. Take them outside. I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

The stench of teeth tearing up wooden sticks, and in a few cases accidentally bled, you didn’t say a word, hoping that Mount Holland would take the old man out.

People are in a very difficult situation, and women are looking at it and returning to normal again.

“Do you know how I found them? When I died, they came here themselves. She can’t take it, she’s bleeding to death. I’m sorry.

The more she talks, the more she sings.

“They will die with you, forever in my vision. I’m sorry.

You’re already the end of the crossbow, and there’s no sound in front of you. Zhang Wenjie, 17 is in the crowd.

The 13th is delirious and holds a piece of wood, “Honey, my daughter I’m here with you…”

They turned over the fence and disappeared in the fog.

You didn’t expect to fail so quickly.

We’re almost there to say goodbye.

You are lying on your back, breathing heavily, and you see the sign in the middle of the sky: “Turn to the left, the way of the incense.” I’m sorry.

It’s a small word, but suddenly it’s like a light of darkness.

You laugh when a monster bites a piece of skin off your arm.

In the opposite direction…

At the time of the accident, the main traffic flow had been west to east, and Qin had driven the vehicle from the direction of Chamin Road, causing a car accident.

And now where you lie, is the east-west side.

The area opposite the quarantine zone is where the accident took place.

It’s the biggest crack of illusions.

You’re laughing, “Is it true that this illusion is yours? I’m sorry.

If it’s her, why can’t you even figure it out?

“Kill him! Come on! I’m sorry.

But when it is too late, you lie down on the ground and say with your last strength, “The end of love is the abyss.” I’m sorry.

“Ding-Congratulations to survivors on finding the ultimate paradox, defusing the Quartet.” I’m sorry.

The monsters are disappearing.

The fog gradually spread, and the two elderly stood by the red car, obstinately pushing the red car, even though the body was slowly dissipating.

“Daddy, Mother, save me…” Qin looked down and cried out, “I don’t want to die, I don’t want to disappear…

You stand up, “Older, stop it. I’m sorry.

Two old men stop and the blue faces rise up.

This time, they spoke.

“It’s not her fault, if you push the car, there’s no evidence, and she’s not dead. I’m sorry.

It’s an old man’s illusion.

They knew only the passages in which the accident had taken place and confused the course.

Their desire was to exonerate their daughters, so they tried so many times to push the red sedan into the river to protect Qin’s last journey in this clumsy way.

The shadows of the old and Qin faded with the fog.

The river washes the two sides of the shore, and the waves strike, and the damp wind blows into the nasal cavity, and you look around, empty.

Birds in the sky have been dilated.

You turned over the green belt to the damaged fence.

White ash and letters of mourning are all over the floor.

You pick up one, with a smile on it, and thank you for the 18 letters, the bus that broke through the fence on that day, sitting in Zhang Wenjie, and when he fell in water, he went to shore and water and saved 18 people, and finally he didn’t come up because he didn’t have the strength.

There are 18 of them.

You took two steps to see the list of the dead in mourning, as well as in the parking room.

Your heart is empty, your eyes are looking at a tower far away.

And in this position, you can see a huge brand: stars.

You know, there’s the last truth there.

When the 18th fell into the river, from your point of view, he saw the hand of Horan Shan, which had tumbled.

The 18th was not an accidental death, but was deliberately committed by Mount Holland.

It’s so good to be green around the star’s headquarters, early autumn, the trees are green, the vast wood belt is perfect for the monster’s destruction, and you slowly get a sense of familiarity.

It’s like a thousand times.

“The visitor ID is being tested.” I’m sorry.

A red light wraps you, your muscles are tight and ready to run.

Half a minute later, the lights turned green and the gate opened.

“Welcome back. I’m sorry.

It’s a straight ladder, you push the top button, the elevator door opens slowly.

It’s a tourist ladder, looking in this direction and seeing the whole bridge.

You go in, the elevator closes.

“Have you defaulted 22nd floor, do you want to change it? I’m sorry.

You stayed a while, “No need. I’m sorry.

Elevator’s moving at speed. Your heart’s beating faster, Tinker Bell!

“22nd floor welcomes you. I’m sorry.

You think you’re gonna see some ultimate monster, and you don’t think it’s a big office, with a huge falling window heading south, when the sun comes in and the clock on the table ticks.

You come closer, there’s a picture on the desk.

In the picture, you stand with Mount Holland and smile.

The table is covered with manuscripts and signed documents.

Some are your signatures, some are your signatures.

Moon party…

The term has been mentioned more than once in the document, and you have turned it up more and more quickly, and finally, the name of the folder is so obvious: the Star Project — achieving eternal happiness for humanity.

Chan Jiang. “Someone yelled at you.

You look up, Horan Hill wears glasses, sits on the couch by the window and smiles softly at you, “I didn’t think you’d find this place so quickly. I’m sorry.

You lift up the file, “What is this? I’m sorry.

“Our work. “In just three years, we have achieved this great idea, and you should be proud of it. I’m sorry.

“I don’t feel proud to turn the world’s people into monsters. I’m sorry.

Helan, look out the window, “Let me show you it. I’m sorry.

After he got up, stopped in front of a small, invisible door, and swept through the rainbow membrane of Mount Horan, “Identity Success, Fellow: Mount Horan, Access.” I’m sorry.

The door slowly opens.

He stood in the door and said, “Don’t come in so fast, let it sweep you, check your identity. I’m sorry.

You stay in front of the door, and the lights sweep your own iris.

“Accreditation success, Fellow: Chen Jiang, Access. I’m sorry.

Through the long aisles, you heard a huge noise.

This is a hall, the centre of which is more than 10 metres deep, with a huge ring instrument, which distorts the light around it.

The Horan mountain looked down and said, “A few weeks ago, the machine was unstable, all the data contained were confused, and Chen Jiang needed someone to correct it. I’m sorry.

“I have no memory of this. You have the wrong person. I’m sorry.

“You don’t need to remember. You just have to go to the circle, enter fingerprints, turn it off. I’m sorry.

“Will the world return to normal?” you ask.

And Haran saw you for a while and said: “Yes, I will.” I’m sorry.

And thou saidst with him for a long time, saying: Mount Horan, I remember that thou mentionedst a friend of mine, and thou art divided. This man is me. I’m sorry.

Mount Holland didn’t talk.

You continue: “This disagreement is whether the Star Project should continue.” I disagree with you, so you erased my memory. I’m sorry.

Mount Holland did not deny it.

Can you really turn off the device?

Not really.

“Ho Lanshan, I’m not stupid. You pull out the manuscript, “That’s a place to erase memories. I’m in the way of your plan, right? I’m sorry.

You can no longer tolerate the betrayal of your friends, and you speak fast, “You died in a car accident, but you used some means to force the project to keep the victims alive. I’m sorry.

Chan Jiang-san interrupted you, “You don’t belong here.” I’m sorry.

“Of course I don’t belong here. You laugh, “I don’t belong here when we disagree. I’m sorry.

Horan Hill squeezed your wrist and pulled towards the dome.

This is the first time he’s out of control and he’s got a lot of words. I’m sorry.

Get out! “You fight him.

And Horan Hill strangled you and said, “I should have pushed you down on the bridge!” I’m sorry.

You’ve got your elbow on the chest of Mount Horan, and you’re panting around your neck, “Like you killed the 18th? I’m sorry.

Survivor 26! “You’re yelling around your neck, and in the pale face of Horan Mountain, the machine makes a cold mechanized sound, “Please give the order. I’m sorry.

You laughed, and the lower left corner of the manuscript marked the machine’s name, Survivor 26.

“Close program. I’m sorry.

“Received, disconnected, counting down 5s, 4s, 3s…”

Horan Mountain’s face has become so ugly, “Go away, don’t come to see me again! I’m sorry.

“1s-ding! I’m sorry.

You are in darkness, and the roar of Mount Horan is like a nightmare, and you have been turning back in your ears.

A long time later, you were whispered in your ear: “Professor Chen, the procedure has been terminated. Welcome back. I’m sorry.

You moved your eyelids and opened your eyes in a severe headache.

Bright lights, a crowd around you.

Far away, it’s a giant ring machine, with it at its centre, and there are countless lying chairs.

You lie down for a while, sit up, you squirm.

Time is still.

“And Mount Holland?” This is your first sentence.

The girl in front of her has a bad face, since she whispered, “Professor, have you forgotten that Professor He died in a car accident a few weeks ago? I’m sorry.

There was confusion in the mind, as if there was still that face on Mount Horan.

One second you’re talking to yourself and the next you open your eyes.

You moved your lips and asked the second sentence, “The bridge of the river?” I’m sorry.

“Yes…”

You twist your knees, close your eyes, and it hurts.

Too messy.

Realism intersects with dreams.

Almost a century later, memories became clearer in mind, and at the same time, a depressing and painful attack.

You can barely breathe.

That’s right. Mount Holland is dead.

Your best friend, your same-minded partner, family, dead.

That day, you had a fight with Horanshan.

“Chen Jiang, this project should be terminated. Starting with the star project is the thing I regret most. I’m sorry.

If you don’t, “It will soon be tested, and if it succeeds, it will subvert the definition of death for all mankind. I’m sorry.

“Chen Jiang, we’ve seen countless scholars over the years for the sake of their former servants, why didn’t they succeed? Don’t you understand? No one can achieve real immortality. I’m sorry.

“But we did. “Why don’t you go any further?” I’m sorry.

“Because it’s too dangerous to connect human brain data to the terminal, you don’t have to risk it. “I decided to quit the program.” I’m sorry.

You laughed, and you shook your head and said, “You’re a little bit confused today. Go back and take a break. We’ll talk about it later. I’m sorry.

This is the biggest fight you’ve ever had.

On that day you will not be pleased.

You think there’s still a chance to convince him that he didn’t want to be caught in a car accident at the bridge that evening, and that Horanshan’s car was taken into the river.

When you see him again, you’re a cold corpse.

On that day, the city hospital was crowded with the families of the victims and was surrounded by tears of heart and heart.

You can’t shed a tear.

You’re blinded, you’re being called in, you’re being questioned, you’re being asked to sign, you’re like a tool without emotion, you’ve gone through the whole process, and finally, the Horan Mountain has become a small urn in your hand.

Mount Horan has no family, neither have you.

You dropped your job and conducted a funeral for Horanshan. To track down the perpetrators, you rented an old apartment next to Zhang Wenjie’s house for the victims, which was your worst month.

HQ’s pressing you to stay close to Star Plan. You push.

Gradually, you met Zhang Wenjie’s fiancée, Yang Yi-chi.

Her brother had just committed suicide as a result of school violence, and Zhang Wenjie had been in a car accident while she and her father were back from school, and his father had been rescued and Zhang Wenjie and his sister had died.

At that time, you had a crazy idea in your head.

And it’s getting worse.

Until one day, when the assistant tested the program, an anomaly was discovered.

“Professor Herd uploaded his data to the terminal before he died. I’m sorry.

You can no longer contain the excitement of your heart, find Yang Yi and reveal it to her with some reservations.

She hesitated, saying, “My father was not well, and when I joined the plan, no one took care of him. I’m sorry.

“It’s okay, we’ll have someone to look after. But under the confidentiality agreement, you need to be declared dead to the outside world. I’m sorry.

Yeung Yi and finally agreed.

Stars are officially launched.

Only two people entered the program: Chen Jiang, the chief designer, and Yang Yi, the volunteer.

Another problem was discovered when the program was connected.

“Professor He has unilaterally blocked your access and may need you to erase some of your hedge memories in order to enter the program, including Miss Yang, as well as your memory. I’m sorry.

Before your death, Mount Horran has prevented you from continuing this project, but once you have resolved, nothing can change.

Until now you realize that the so-called AI, actually, is in two parts.

Half is you, because of the weight, which is so high that it’s difficult to upgrade a copy that speeds up the evolution of AI and Bug fixes.

The so-called “Moon Party” and demagogues remind us that the people who started the procedure were unconscious themselves, and that all the illusions were inextricably linked to the accident at the Zhongjiang Bridge, because you and Yang Yi were so obsessed with it.

And Survivor 26 has acquired the brain data of the victims through a variety of media, creating a real world of the dead.

The other half is Mount Holland, trying to get you and Yang Yi out of the system.

The monsters were created unconsciously.

In his eyes, AI, like a demagogic monster, devours and assimilates human beings, so in the end, Mount Horrant deliberately pulled out of hatred and led you to the circle, to erase memories and to make the world of the dead disappear.

It’s over.

The assistant began to report to you: “The volunteer Yeung Yi and she were forced to log out because of the system’s resistance, the account was cancelled, she was well recovered and we took her to the lounge first. I’m sorry.

Professor Chan? Professor Chan?

And you suddenly said, “I’m sorry I’m in a bad state and I’m going to see her.”

In the clean lounge, Yeung Yi and I sat in the middle with a hot water.

She sees you, drops the glass and stands up, “Thank you, so I can see their last face, but you don’t look so good…”

“It’s nothing…” You laugh, “At the moment we left, we had a fight with Horanshan, and we came back before we could say it. I’m sorry.

Yeung Yee and her wedding ring were glowing in the light, “But unfortunately, I couldn’t go to the end with Wen Jie. I can’t take her to buy her a dress. I’m sorry.

You nod your head, your tone is dry, “The follow-up system will continue to optimize if there is a chance in the future…”

“No way. Yeung Yi and Laugh said, “My father’s body hasn’t been well since my brother committed suicide, and Wen Jie’s parents need to be cared for, and people have to look forward. I’m sorry.

You lost your mind.

People have to look forward.

She says to herself and to you.

She said, “Professor He won’t want you back. Otherwise, it would not have done anything to create so many terrible monsters. I’m sorry.

She realized that she was saying something wrong, saying, “I’m sorry I didn’t want to.”

You’re just smiling, you’re not gonna talk, “It’s okay, according to the confidentiality agreement.”

“I know. The artificial world of the dead is enough to shake many. I wouldn’t say anything. Yang Yi and her coat, “Go to the cemetery and see them later. I’m sorry.

You called her, picked up the car keys and said, “Come together.” I’m sorry.

In late autumn, the leaves on the side of the road were yellow.

The traffic comes and comes and goes, and it’s very plentiful.

Yeung Yi and his head were looking out the window, “Sometimes I wonder if I’m in a fantasy, and that place is long, and it’s crazy. If you had a chance, would you have gone back?”

And thou didst remain silent for a moment, saying: know not. I’m sorry.

It’s working day, not many people.

You bought a bunch of daisies at the entrance to the cemetery, and at the door, Yeung Yi took a phone call and walked away, leaving you to walk in with the bouquet.

And the tombstone of Mount Horan was seen far away, and the last flower was dead, and there was no sacrifice except for you.

You stood in front for a while, and put the bouquets right on the table, and then turned and sat on the side of the tombstone.

When the wind blows, your eyes are sour.

“Horland Hill, you’re dying young and you have to live so far away. It’s my fault you didn’t have to go home early that day. I’m sorry.

You rubbing your eyes, “You must have been happy that day when I called the designer a psychotic. I’m sorry.

The clear bell breaks your memory.

“It’s time to pay the rent.” I’m sorry.

There’s a little girl coming in next to her: “Brother!” Watermelon’s last season. I left you the sweetest. I’m sorry.

You keep your head down, you touch the fresh flowers, “Aunt, next month it won’t be renewed. Those things, just throw them away. I’m sorry.

This evening, you returned to the star.

At the end of the termination plan, his name was signed.

In response to an e-mail from headquarters asking about the situation, you said: “Live 26 will go into hibernation, I will personally be involved in debugging, and until safety is ensured, the star program will be suspended indefinitely. I’m sorry.

You sent Yeung Yi a text message, “Do you have anything to say to Zhang Wenjie and Yi Mei?” I’m sorry.

“No, thank you, Professor Chan. I’m sorry.

She’s unexpectedly penetrating.

As she said, people have to look forward.

“Professor Chan, Yang Yi and need to be accompanied. I fear the plan will be leaked…”

You turned down the assistant’s offer.

Yeung Yi and was eliminated in an illusion, accounts were written off directly, and in the near future this part of the memory will slowly disappear.

A person who aspires to the truth will not be a threat.

Someone knocked on the door, “Professor, everything’s ready. I’m sorry.

Nod your head and walk in the door.

Before entering the slumber, the assistant called you to look at her and she said, “Professor Chen, AI will never be a substitute for reality. I’m sorry.

And you looked at her, and looked at her, and said: I know. I’m sorry.

“You’ll be back, won’t you? Headquarters will not abandon the plan. I’m sorry.

If you can’t, just smile and go into the slumber.

Darkness comes.

“Ding – Welcome to the moon party. Login to ID survivor 26. I’m sorry.

“Your data has been uploaded. I’m sorry.

Duration: Perpetual. I’m sorry.

“External transmission channels are being shut down…”

“Ding-ding-systems are permanently blocked. I’m sorry.

“Retrieving friends…”

“Find 3 best friends, 3s will then open the transmission mode. I’m sorry.

“Dear Survivors: Have a nice life.” I’m sorry.

End of full text

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.