Chapter 1: Rebirth

In the middle of the small room was a folding table, two rusty stools were placed on either side of the table, and on the table there was a bowl of rice paste-like food. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

Yan Yan's gaze swept over the bowl of synthetic nutrients, the dark emotion in her eyes flashed, and when she swept her gaze to the post-it note attached to the side, a gentle smile flashed at the corner of her thin mouth.

She stood in the small room, her nose filled with a faint musty smell mixed with the strange smell of detergent, and some of the surrounding walls were exposed in large areas of gray cement because they had not been renovated for many years, and some of the white walls were also dull yellow. She lowered her eyes, her slender and white fingertips pinched the sticky notes on the table, and the corners of her mouth pulled out a miserable arc.

"Yanyan, breakfast is on the table, remember to eat, my sister is a little busy with work today, and it may be very late to come back, you take care of yourself. - Sister"

The delicate handwriting on the note paper was a little messy, and it could be seen that the owner had written it in a hurry.

"Sister, sister... Sister" Yan Yan muttered in a low voice, and the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed to show the waves in her heart at this moment.

The ten-finger fingers that were constantly tightening showed traces of redness embedded in the palm, and the black pupils were tumbling with ink, gradually becoming sharp.

"Huhβ€”" The sound of laughter that was neither sad nor joyful filled the small room with an inexplicable pressure.

She carefully put away the small sticky notes, pulled out the stool, sat down quietly, and finished the first meal she woke up.

Wake up, yes, wake up, she said sternly, wake up from ten years later...

Raising his hand to cover his eyes, crazy laughter continued to overflow from his lips, and as the laughter increased, the eyes that were tightly covered by his palms flowed crystal tears, and the suppressed and crazy laughter was like a roar from the ancient abyss, like sadness and joy, desolation and despair, faintly revealing the huge ecstasy that was out of control.

Yes, how can you not like it. This time, my sister is still there, she is too, and it is too.

Looking at the small box at the door, there was a square one, with a simple LOGO printed on the front, which was the logo of Shanda Network Company, and Yan Yan knew that inside was what she needed most at the moment - "Zero" game helmet.

The legendary Second World, the place where the souls of future humans belong.

It is also the source of Yan Yan's nightmares and dreams in his previous life.

She took a deep breath, calmed her surging thoughts and almost out-of-control emotions, and secretly thought: this time, let "Zero" only bring a better future.

The moment she woke up in the crowded room in the early hours of last night, Yan Yan almost lost control and killed the gentle woman next to her, when she smelled the faint body fragrance of her sister again after five years, her dry eyes were instantly filled with tears, she carefully collected the tears in her eyes, and held her breath tightly, for fear that a pant would disappear the shadow around her.

She thought she was in a dream, in a wonderful dream after death, when she carefully reached out and touched the woman's soft body, the ecstasy of the moment eroded all her thoughts.

She tensed her body, not daring to make the slightest big move, for fear that if she was not careful, she would cause irreparable damage to the woman next to her.

Looking at the soft face of the woman next to her in the dark, as if she had thought a lot, and as if she hadn't thought about anything, she stiffly maintained the same posture until her whole body was numb, and the tingling paralysis spread to her brain for a while, stinging her body and her heart.

Yan Yan kept telling himself that it was not a dream, it was not a dream, my sister was still there, really there, by her side, in her arms. Therefore, everything is still in time, this time, she is not one step late, at this moment, Yan Yan is really grateful to God, not sooner or later, it is at this moment that makes her so grateful.

The sky outside the window began to turn slightly white, Yan Yan's dark eyes stared at the half-hung window, the sound of the sleeping breathing of the woman next to her sounded in her ears, the excited mood, the excited brain, the tired body, and finally everything stopped in the deep sleep.

In the five years since her sister left, she has not had a good night's sleep, and the nightmares-haunted nights have made her clearly aware again and again that reality has cruelly taken away her sister, her only relative, her life, and even her life.

The burning pain made her hate those she hated even more, and revenge became the only motivation and reason for her to live.

By her sister's side, Yan Yan fell asleep, and her mental exhaustion made her feel at ease, and she didn't even know when Yan Yu would get up. When she woke up, it was noon.

However, this life is still very long, there is still a lot of happiness, she will slowly enjoy what she ignored before, of course, those who should not exist, it is better to disappear as soon as possible.

Yan Yan looked at the flashing contact number on the communication table on his wrist, the corners of his mouth hooked a cold arc, and his eyes were indifferent.

"Hey, is that a word? I'm an aunt, Ji's debts are coming over again, don't come back for your sisters, your uncle and I have already sent them away, this month's money... Alas, you know ours, and that's all you can take, but there's also your Sister Yueyue's tuition, we... There's really nothing we can doβ€”"

In front of the instant image, a scathing-looking woman in her forties cried with a sad face.

"Auntie? Is itβ€”"

The cold voice made the woman on the other end of the communication table slightly stunned, and then a embarrassed expression appeared on her face with heavy makeup, and said: "Yanyan, I know that it is not easy for you two sisters, but your sister didn't give me the money last month and this month, and today the debt collector came to the door again, and your sister Yueyue was threatened, if you don't pay back the money, you will arrest her and your sister together to pay off the debt, you are hiding outside now, but after all, our family is here, we can't hide," the familiar cry was staged again.

Yan Yan hung her head and couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, and her silent appearance made her look like she was still stupid before.

The ridicule in the woman's eyes flashed away, and she glanced at her son who was about to enter the house at the door, and spoke again: "Yanyan, your brother Lang Lang is back, and your aunt is going to prepare dinner for him, I haven't contacted your sister a few times before, so I can't bother you, I know you're still young, but hasn't your sister been working outside for more than a year, and this salary is paid every month, so this monthly debt makes your sister remember to pay it on time, otherwise-"

Before the words fell, she secretly sobbed a few more times, ignoring Yan Yan's reaction on the other side, and when the play was almost over, the woman said a few words of greetings and politeness and hung up the communication.

Anyway, this little niece is a saw-mouthed gourd who doesn't know how to be flexible, people are not only stupid but also obedient, but also have some use value, as for the big niece, thinking of the appearance of the eldest niece, the woman's slender eyebrows raised slightly, and snorted: "Anyway, if you pinch it in your hand, you can't run away." ”

Yan Yan raised his head that had been lowered, a pair of sharp eyes stared at the disappearing picture, the hatred on his expressionless face was fleeting, his fingers unconsciously flicked the communication table a few times, and one thought after another flashed in his mind. Eventually, a wicked smile crept up her face, like a demon from the abyss.

Since you are so uninteresting, you can't be in a hurry to die.