Want to visit Minecraft? That's really unfortunate, my world is the same as when you close your eyes, all the colors are dyed by ink, there is no light, no shadow, no grass grows and warblers fly, there is no sinking plum floating melon, there is no spring orchid and autumn chrysanthemum, there is no silver wrapping, my world is like an uninhabited island when entering the polar night, lifeless, and uninhabited.

I once indirectly killed a person, and I can only choose one of the two.

Three years ago, I witnessed a friend being beaten up by thugs in a convenience store, and I wanted to go out and ask passers-by for help, but who expected that they would already know that I was his friend, block the door of the convenience store, and threaten me and the old woman who runs the convenience store. The people outside may not look unusual, anyway, this store is also very deserted, usually few people come, I just wanted to go to this store on a whim that day to find something new, and they blocked it inside.

The old woman and I were threatened by three very sturdy young men, with my weak constitution I could not beat them by force, the old woman was coerced by them with sharp knives, and cut the telephone line, my classmates were afraid of my unusual appearance and no one would be friends with me, I did not have any foreign help, I did not have a mobile phone at that time, I only had one friend, it was the neighbor next door to my house.

After the thugs took control of the convenience store, they began to make me choose between a friend who was being beaten by them and an innocent old woman, and I wanted to choose either side, but I couldn't do either.

My friend was soon beaten by a few of them, and his nose and face were swollen, and his body was covered with scars, but none of the people who passed by were willing to help, and when they saw them, they ran away as if they were hiding from the plague, for fear that they would be affected.

The old woman's neck has been cut out of the blood by them, and they have no intention of stopping, they are using the most ruthless method to force me to make a choice, who should I choose? Who should I choose?

In order to deliberately make things difficult for me, they even showed that the accomplices of the unexpected face beat my friend even harder, and the people inside cut the old woman's neck inch by inch, and I naturally knew what they were scratching by my mother, who was a doctor, since I was a child, and the anterior edge of the sternocleidomastoid muscle was the major artery in the neck, if I drew it a little deeper... I guess they don't know how stupid they are.

It can't go on like this, my friend doesn't seem to be life-threatening for the time being, and his mother-in-law's condition is even more dangerous.

In the end, I chose the old woman, hoping that it was the right decision.

A phone call from the emergency department that day turned my hope into despair, although my friend was not injured by their internal organs, but he suffered from heart disease and suddenly fell ill, and unfortunately died on the way to the hospital in an ambulance.

His mother said that even if he did not suffer from this unexpected illness, he would have flare-up at any time, and the thugs snatched his medicine that led to his death, and the old woman was treated in time in the hospital, according to his mother, they almost wanted the old woman's life, but fortunately I stopped it in time.

They repented about the old woman's incident, and I fought with them in a hurry to grab the knife, which won the best time to save the old woman, and the passers-by heard the sound of fighting inside and finally noticed the abnormality, and rushed into the convenience store together to subdue the thugs, and I only suffered skin injuries.

The thugs were arrested by the police, and no one blamed me, no one scolded me, it was just them, and in their opinion, it was good enough for an underage child to be able to do this.

I can't forgive myself for that, and even if they forgive me, I can't lessen my condemnation of myself, every day, and for a long time, condemnation becomes guilt, and I am a sinner who never deserves to be forgiven, like Cain, who hurt Eve, and was punished by God for eternal reincarnation.

After a certain check-up, I went crazy and tore up the list of diagnoses of depression and anxiety, even though I couldn't escape the fact that I had a lifelong incurable skin disease and a double mental illness.

Only the middle and upper grades can prove the value of my existence, my mother is only me, I can't give up on myself because of this, the more obstacles I have, the more I have to live well, to those who look down on me, to my father who has never met.

Did you see that? My world has always been dark, it has always been like this, I don't want to change it, darkness is the last dependence in my heart.

The world of "crack space" in the book is random, and those who unfortunately fall into it will not only fall into the vortex of the most painful memories in their hearts, but also see another self.

"Did you see that? My world has always been dark, it has always been like this, I don't want to change it, darkness is the last dependence in my heart"

"Self-directed and self-acting" I scolded that voice, and the robbers stole my memories and took them for themselves, which was really disgusting.

The voice didn't continue to play hide and seek with me, it appeared in front of me directly, it was another "me", except for those red eyes, the appearance of the rest was no different from me.

I saw that he was not nervous at all, and greeted him "friendly". "Aren't you going to talk about something when you meet for the first time?"

The other "I" smiled slightly, didn't answer me, he pointed in the direction behind me, I turned my head to look, I don't know when a crack appeared, he motioned for me to go in, stood where I was, and waved at me.

"I don't think it's time for us to officially meet, Pu Shaohan"

The knife slashed Baishi's left arm, and the man didn't see the expected Baishi covering his injured arm in pain, but Baishi only frowned, without saying a word, and a few pieces of paper floated out of the wound on his arm before blood oozed out.

"You and I have the same physique, aren't they?" Decan'"

Shiraishi's reaction caught "Gui" off guard, it seemed that ordinary tools were ineffective against the enemy in front of him, and it was not a wise move to spend a long time in the "mirror space", he withdrew his knife, gave up resistance and prepared to slip away.

What "Gui" is afraid of is not the damage of the "mirror space" itself, but the ability of the space, through the mirror image can see the memory of the enemy, if he is the only one in this space, it is okay, the key is that there is a stranger! As the "character" of the successor of "Kang", he should keep the secret of the "author".

"It's unfortunate that you and Wen Chen don't seem to know that the 'character' itself doesn't have a memory, right? The so-called memories are all made up by the 'author', and this space can't trap me at all, that is, the dust that drifts from nowhere makes me cough."

At the beginning, he felt a strong itching sensation in his throat, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he felt that something was wrong, like there was sand blocking his trachea, not a feeling, he was sure that it was something substantial, in the same space, but Shiraishi had nothing.

"I'm careless, I have to retreat quickly!"

"癸" covered his face with his wide sleeves, and as soon as he turned around, he disappeared without a trace under Shiraishi's nose. Seeing this, Bai Shi's fists clenched loudly, it doesn't matter if "Gui" runs away, only that incident must not be known to Pu Shaohan!

"I almost let him see it, why, why am I different from him?"