The sky was deep and dark, and the hook-like moon was like an eye mocking Lin Xinyue above this dark curtain.

Lin Xinyue recalled what she heard in the afternoon—"This man is like a dog." She smiled wryly, tears somehow suddenly sliding down her cheeks.

She shouted, "What the hell am I doing wrong!" ”

The vast world could not hear a response.

Not far away is the lights of ordinary people's homes, thousands of thousands, each with its own temperature. But what does it matter to her?

Lin Xinyue wanted to take the college entrance examination to get herself out of the city. But now she is no longer qualified to have such thoughts.

She couldn't figure out why, sometimes life would be so difficult, making her feel that in the past ten years, there has not been a single day of happiness.

Lin Xinyue walked to the edge of the rooftop and breathed heavily. She had an idea that made her feel like she might be relieved. Then, she shook her head self-deprecatingly.

"Don't be stupid, life will only get harder." A voice suddenly came from Lin Xinyue's mind.

"Who is it?" Lin Xinyue suddenly panicked, suddenly lost her balance, and fell straight down.

"It's too boring to die like this." The voice continued.

Lin Xinyue's broken glasses flew out one step ahead of her, and in the night, she saw her appearance through the lenses by the faint light - numb, indifferent.

She thought that when she fell to the ground, it would be a blur of flesh and blood. But too, relief.

"If you want to die, there is a more interesting way." The voice in his ears carried a demagogic charm, invading Lin Xinyue's brain little by little.

Then, a huge invitation appeared in front of her eyes, the edges of which were black and white, glittering faintly in the moonlight.

The falling wind blew so much that she couldn't open her eyes, but Lin Xinyue was surprisingly able to see all the words on it.

Dear Gamer Lin Xinyue...... Seventh Night......

"Would you like to try it?"

"If you die here, no one will collect your body, and the death will be tragic, not good at all. Family and friends will laugh at your vulnerability. ”

"But if you come, there will be a special corpse collector, decent."

Lin Xinyue's heart sank, and the ghost said like a god: "I, Lin Xinyue, am willing!" ”

[Welcome player Lin Xinyue to enter the game world of "Seventh Night".] 】

[Happy playing!] 】

A cold, hard mechanical sound exploded in my head.

In the distance, a beam of fireworks suddenly rose, dazzling, igniting this dark sky, but it was fleeting in an instant.

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Chi Shuang was woken up.

She opened her eyes in a daze, looked at the surroundings similar to the hotel lobby, and paused slightly.

She was familiar with the name Lin Xinyue. The original book is a novel about bullying in schools. Lin Xinyue committed suicide at the beginning of the novel, and the heroine of the original book is another girl who is bullied by the school but has always been very strong and works hard to live.

After Chi Shuang received the message, she thought about what she was going to experience in the future, and I was afraid that it had nothing to do with the original book. She has never written a story related to Lin Xinyue again, in short, this should be a plot derived from a novel.

[The original owner has only one wish, and he doesn't want to live. 】

Chi Shuang: "? ”

The girl paused, then pulled over to a person next to her and asked, "Hello, do you have a knife?" Sleeping pills will also work. ”

Chi Shuang was pulled by a teenager in casual clothes. He cast a slightly surprised gaze.

The young man's eyes drooped slightly, and his gaze fell on the white hand that was clutching his sleeve, and then said lightly: "It was said on the air just now that there can be no suicide of any kind. Can only die during the run. ”