"Hate? You mean, hate three-dimensional space? Dark Xiaojun was stunned by Ah Ye's question: "I...... Why do you hate three-dimensional space? You know, it's actually pretty good there...... Uh, anyway; Sorry, I don't know what to say. ”

"If you don't hate, why do you want to help me make a game?" Ah Ye leaned sideways and approached Dark Xiaojun, and the look reflected in his dark and shiny eyes made Dark Xiaojun almost suffocate.

"Haha, I'll just ask, why are you so nervous?" Looking at Dark Xiaojun's red face and neck, Ah Ye laughed: "But you are vicious enough to come up with this dog-eat-dog way to deal with them." ”

"You ......" Dark Xiaojun clenched his fists: "Yes!" You're right! I hate that world! As if he suddenly remembered something, Dark Xiaojun gritted his teeth and said:

"I've had enough of that! Forced to look at the appearance of being forced to look at the head in front of the superior people in beautiful clothes, but there is nothing to be done! The days when the dinosaurs who were brutally bullied by the five big and three rough eyebrows but had nowhere to make a noise! I don't have any money, and I still have the delusion that I can live the life I want...... I should have understood that there will never be justice in the three-dimensional world, only the souls buried in the earth. After speaking, Dark Xiaojun raised his head and looked at the dim boundless sky in the world of the zero-dimensional space.

He couldn't find his way back, he couldn't find his way home anymore.

There was a deathly silence in the game development room, and Ah Ye seemed to be frozen there: she was looking up, looking at Dark Xiaojun who was also looking down at her with a blank expression.

"Don't you hate zero-dimensional space?" A faint sound resounded through the unwalled room, and there was no echo, as if the mournful horizon was crying.

"Ah Ye...... Are you talking? Dark Xiaojun shook his head and forced himself to wake up, but Ah Ye still looked up and stared at him intently, like a doll that had lost her breath, staring at him without saying a word.

"Ah Ye...... Ah Ye? Dark Xiaojun's hand cooled down instantly, he bent down and gently pushed Ah Ye, and Ah Ye fell to the ground like a statue at once.

"Ah Ye!" Looking at Ah Ye, who fell to the ground quietly without saying a word, Dark Xiaojun met those cold eyes and suddenly shouted out the name loudly. Immediately, after receiving no reply, Dark Jun jerked back, and a stumble caused him to fall to the ground.

"Who is it? Who is there to speak? Dark Xiaojun looked around in horror, looking at Ah Ye, who seemed to be dead; He couldn't find the source of the sound, and made a sound similar to that of a mouse being hunted by a cat.

"Do you think you're alive?" The ethereal voice remembered again in Dark Xiaojun's ears: "Do you really know who you are?" There are so many post-apocalyptic emissaries in three-dimensional creatures, why did I let you here? ”

"You...... You're not Ah Ye! Who are you? Obviously, Ah Ye brought me here! ”

"Of course I'm not Ah Ye! How can I compare to a junior developer? The ethereal voice laughed, "You must know that the order in the three-dimensional space world that you hate also exists in the zero-dimensional space; The junior developer of the game can always only be a weapon that can be used by the senior developer. And the self-righteous junior developers are going to be eliminated! ”

Hearing this, Dark Xiaojun couldn't help but shudder.

He looked at Ah Ye who fell to the ground, and remembered what Ah Ye had said to her just now: Ah Ye wanted to compile the game order alone, trying to kill the timer, and also wanted to occupy the space-time rift; Thus becoming a new senior developer, or even the helm of the zero-dimensional space; And he was actually beside him at that time.

"I can choose to forgive you this time, after all, you were egged on by Ah Ye. However, from now on, you will be the new junior developer of the game. Sooner or later, you'll see me, but not now. ”

The ethereal voice stopped abruptly, and Dark Xiaojun looked at Ah Ye's stiff body again, only to see Ah Ye's body floating up in the space without walls, like a ghost made of bed sheets and quilts in the Western Halloween, fluttering in the air.

It's just that Ah Ye's eyes are still open; Those cold eyes were staring at him! Wherever he goes, and wherever he flees.

Ah Ye's body gradually became blurry, and the operation screen seemed to be powered off, and the screen suddenly went black.

"Starting...... Spatial Transformer ......" cold voices came from the console; On the pitch-black game screen, there is an extra progress bar; Ah Ye is slowly changing: first, her feet have gone from struggling in the bright light at the beginning, to being unable to move, until finally disappearing in front of the screen...... Then there are her legs, her upper body; Eventually, her head disappeared completely......

"Alas, it's a pity, I have to say that some of the details that Ah Ye made when he was a junior developer, I'm still quite satisfied!" The ethereal voice sounded again, and the game screen lit up again.

The voice continued: "To be honest, I'm still a little reluctant, but I will never allow disloyal people to participate in the compilation of the game order. The voice was a little more regretful: "For example, the statue of the Virgin in the church, if she could know that sooner or later she will one day be the same as the Virgin who fell to the ground......"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Ah Ye was gone; In the huge game control room, only Dark Xiaojun was left standing in place alone.

"Han Yue, thank you! Thank you that you are the only one who can understand me. Xiao Junyan sat on the ground, his hands on his curled knees.

"Anyway, you saved my life." Han Yue closed his eyes gently: "If you hadn't saved me twice, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago...... So there's no reason why I shouldn't support you, no matter where you are or who you have happened to...... Even if you already have a good reason for me to no longer support you, I have no choice. ”

There is another photo on the wall behind Han Yue, which is a photo of "Xiao Junyan", a product of order. At the back of the photo are three words sparsely written: Executive Messenger.

"Han Yue......" Xiao Junyan stood up and stretched out his hand to hug Han Yue.

"You...... What are you doing here? Han Yue was frightened and wanted to push Xiao Junyan away: "I'm sorry Mr. Xiao, I really don't have such plans for the time being." ”

"It's nothing, Han Yue......" Xiao Junyan's outstretched arms stayed in the air for a few seconds, but he finally firmly held Han Yue in his arms: "Really, I really ...... Just want to hug you......"

"What do we do now? Are we nowhere to be found, just living in this dilapidated clinic? Han Yue did not break free from Xiao Junyan, this is trying to change the topic: "I vaguely feel that this era of confusion is coming to an end; I believe that the rulers of time will not allow this disordered order to persist forever. Those two little boys and little girls just now are the best proof of this! Are we already able to ......"

Before Han Yue could finish speaking, Xiao Junyan picked her up horizontally.

"What are you doing here?" Han Yue asked in horror, struggling in Xiao Junyan's arms. She wanted to call Ai Pu's name, but no matter what, the name seemed to be hot to her mouth, and she swallowed it back as soon as it reached her mouth.

"Don't move!" Xiao Junyan put Han Yue on the hospital bed, and his hands were supported on both sides of Han Yue's body: "Actually, you don't hate me, do you?" Trust me, Han Yue! We really don't have any other choice! Just like a primitive society, the ancestors who drank blood could only continue their civilization through reproduction! No matter who it is in this era, it is almost impossible to survive alone under the order! ”

Han Yue turned his head and looked through the dirty window at the desolate street outside the dilapidated clinic; looked up at Xiao Junyan's determined expression again, and finally closed his eyes in resignation.

This is the 17th day that Liang Qin has spent lying down.

Her head exploded in pain, and her dry lips seemed to have been sealed in dust for a long time, and it was very difficult to even open them.

His limbs were stiff and he could not move around; She behaves like a neurotic person on the outside, and there is no longer any value of pity at all.

"Torture whom? Is it to torture me or to torture others, I don't want to torture like this anymore, it's not interesting. "It's an inner monologue, a silent singing, no melody or melody, no style.

"I need to rest for a while, just for a while, like taking a nap. Preferably an eternal rest. ”

Chang Xue looks even more weird these days, she seems to have forgotten what her expression is, and only the occasional frown can tell that she is a person whose soul has not yet been out of her body. There was no change in emotion on his cold face, like the boss of a debt collection team.

Sometimes she talked to herself, as if she wanted to get revenge on something, as if she had seen something that no one else could see—it was a horrible feeling, but it was definitely not neurotic, because she was normal—in any other way.

"Liang Qin!" Chang Xue suddenly approached Liang Qin and called out to her: "The first side of your diary says that today is your birthday." ”

Liang Qin didn't respond to Chang Xue, she should have fallen asleep.

"Look! See what I've brought you? Chang Xue took the knife and walked gently to Liang Qin's side.

The gifts have already been brought to you, how can you say you don't want it?

I don't know if what I did today was a wrong thing or a good thing.

But bloody scenes are always not suitable for birthday presents.

- "Chang Xue's Diary"