Jackma's bombing text messages have filled the mailbox, and Bai Ruoruo still turns a blind eye and goes about his daily life.

The last message was that if he didn't come home for the engagement reception by the 10th of next month, don't blame him.

After the relay, Xiao Ji made a suggestion, "You can go home first and then see the opportunity." ”

Bai Ruoruo expressed dissatisfaction with this: "As the male protagonist, why didn't I enjoy the invincible pleasure in the original text, but I was shackled everywhere, and I was suppressed all the time. ”

Xiao Department: ?

What are you talking about?

It said patiently: "What is the reason why you don't count AC in your heart?" Since you want to go off the beaten path, then give me the price. ”

Bai Ruoruo retorted: "Can I enjoy the pleasure of invincibility according to the original plot?"

Xiao Xian: "I don't know if I can be invincible, but the pleasure is definitely enjoyable, but I may die relatively quickly."

Bai Ruoruo: ?

What's the use of that?!

Since he has been busy confirming his manual black hole properties for the past few days, it is already the night of the fifth when Bai Ruoruo logs in to the game again.

As soon as it was launched, his master Jiang Zhen sent a private chat.

Witty Garruru: Available?

Bai Ruoruo glanced at the group of relatives and friends of the teacher, and saw that everyone was not online.

Eleventh long holiday is not at home to play games, go out and block the road to watch people crowded, what do you get?

After replying "yes", I immediately received an invitation from the other party to form a team.

Bai Ruoruo casually agreed to join the group, and when he heard the crackling typing sound in the team's voice, he almost knew what the other party wanted to say.

After all, it's still about the academy.

In the sound of keyboard tapping that was long enough to publish a book, Bai Ruoruo did not receive a message, nor did he urge.

He was a messenger before he wore books, and when he was still in his internship, he needed to write letters for others, and those who needed to write letters always needed special patience for various reasons.

So he has always been very patient when it comes to waiting for the other party to talk.

When he heard the sound of the crazy deletion of the buttons, Bai Ruoruo knew that the other party was about to start talking.

The sound of the button stopped, and after a while, Jiang Zhen lit a cigarette, his voice a little hoarse.

"Apprentice, you said before that a game is a game, and reality is reality, so you won't pull people in the network into reality, is it true?"

Shiyunbai: Yes.

"Then I'll tell you a secret of mine, something that no one around me believes in."

"Just listen and don't tell anyone."

[Main Quest: Tree Hole.]

Quest content: Your Secret Receiving Station

A few days ago, I met in reality with this Medium Master of mine, who is on a spiritual guidance mission.

Coincidence and the like, the male protagonist is tired of listening to it.

It's just that he seems to be hiding some secret in him.

What is it exactly?

As an important medium that is closely related to my spiritual tasks, I must be well informed!

Reward: 20 basic enhancement points or skill enhancement points; Invincible Keyboard ×1】

Invincible keyboard? What kind of prop is this? This sounds like an earthy and strong name, and there is a faint sense of foreboding.

Jiang Zhen had already begun to speak, and Bai Ruoruo retracted his thoughts and listened carefully.

After taking a deep breath of his cigarette, he said, "Actually, I sometimes feel that I am not me, although I have no problem with my memory since I was a child."

He smiled bitterly: "I often have some of the same bizarre dreams, in the dreams, I think it is real, but when I wake up, I don't remember anything."

"My parents took me to a psychiatrist. The first doctor asked me, you don't remember what the dream was, so how do you know it's the same dream? ”

"They all think I'm lying, I used to have good grades, and I was guaranteed all the way to graduate school, but one day my grades plummeted, and now every day in school is a torment for me."

"My parents were elite and very nice to me. As far as I can remember, I think I have a very deep relationship with them, but my real feeling is that they are strangely strange. ”

"Later, my grades fell off a cliff and began to slowly recover, and although those dreams continued, they became less and less, and my feelings for my parents became more and more intimate."

"It should have been a good thing, but I was so scared for some reason."

You may not believe it, but I feel less and less like "me" anymore. So I secretly went to see a psychiatrist myself. ”

Jiang Zhen's voice trembled a little, and the cigarette kept being lit, but he suddenly smiled at this time.

"The psychiatrist told me that I was normal, but it was just a secondary second disease that I read too many novels, so I asked me to communicate more with my parents and read less secondary two novels."

There was a little anger and exhaustion in his tone, "I'm 26 and I'm going to be 27 soon, don't I know if I have secondary school disease?" If you really want to have a second disease, or a second disease?"

Bai Ruoruo has not replied, just listened patiently, and the other party does not need to reply, but needs someone who can listen to him.

"But my memory did have a problem, although I had it before, but it wasn't serious, but just two days ago, it suddenly became serious."

He asked with some bitterness and hopelessness, "Apprentice, are you ...... Did you play a game on the night of the 30th?"

That's a good question.

If he didn't go back to the 30th before, then he was not only on the line but also listened to his little cousin for a long time.

But if it's the 30th after the backtrack, I'm sorry, he didn't get on.

Jiang Zhen would come to him, the youngest apprentice, to confide in him, to have hope for him, and also because he was the only change that night.

He didn't go online when he was supposed to be online.

"You should probably be online that night." Xiao Jian muttered.

Bai Ruoruo's face was expressionless, and he replied "no" in silence.

Jiang Zhen saw the word "no" in the private chat box, and his originally nervous and expectant heart was as heavy as a heavy lead.

His hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and he said with a smile: "Then my mental illness is even more serious."

"That night, I remember you going online, I remember it very clearly, I remember telling you that I was going to visit an academy, and I also told you a lot about my little cousin, and I didn't rest until 11 o'clock."

"The next day I visited the school, and the people in the group were very strange and a lot of strange things happened, but in the evening, I went back to the evening of the previous day, and nothing changed."

"So I waited for you to go online, but you didn't go online that night."

"I thought it was just a repetition of those two days, but then everything changed, the tour was canceled, and you never went online."

"The next day, I met the student who was supposed to be in the group that day, and when I checked with him, he told me that he didn't know that there was a sightseeing event at the school, and it was impossible to have it."

Jiang Zhen's voice lowered, and he muttered to himself, "Am I really mentally ill?"

The empty eyes saw that the other party had sent a few private messages.

Why do you think it's your own problem?

The world is white: Believe in yourself, you don't believe in yourself, who still believes in you.

The world is clear: the lies of successful scammers always deceive themselves first, so that the deceived person will also believe it.

Jiang Zhen couldn't help but smile when he saw the last sentence, and his heavy mood was slightly soothed.

He asked, "Do you believe what I say?"

Soon the answer was sent to the right person.

The world is white: Faith.