Chapter 1: Two Characters (2)

As the domineering and weird long knife disappeared behind the door, Gu Bai wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes-1-He didn't know whose memory was the sudden memory in Lu Dao's mind. I don't want to care, I don't want to pay attention to who the person in my memory who has the same face as myself is.

But he decided to write the story. First vent a sudden large number of emotions.

He wanted to know what really existed behind this complexity!

What do you see after clearing the fog?

Walking into the room, the white walls seemed to be a little different from usual. It's as if some eyes are peeping on themselves.

Looking around the familiar but unfamiliar room, Gu Bai turned on the computer.

Sit on white sheets. The scenes in my mind are still the man's life, bitter and bitter, and my heart lies in the synchronization of the picture.

A man's growth is replayed again in his mind, and the moment before his death is tossed thousands of times. You can see every penny. Eyes, eyebrows, roars, armor, blades, throw all the knots in your heart into one throw, the most lethal blow in this life! Gu Bai can't forget everything.

Ding dong~!

The computer is turned on and the QICQ is running with the preset boot start. Gu Bai, who opened a document in this article, began to tap on the keyboard. Close your eyes and make the picture more realistic. His hands flew over the keyboard, and the square words were quickly imprinted on the blank space. Scene by scene, back and forth, all passed from both hands to the keyboard.

I don't know how long it took for Gu Bai to open his eyes. Hands because of the quick and non-stop hitting. It became incredibly sore. What catches my eye is a pile of words on the screen.

He didn't look at the content. Because everything he saw in his mind could not be forgotten, and the emotions he wanted to vent had all been poured into the words.

"This kind of life is wonderful... Tired. Gu Bai thought that he couldn't live such a life. His attitude towards people, his persistence, his deep and hot like fire, these Gu Bai can't do it. After two deep passes of betrayal. still dares to trust people, this alone makes Gu Bai, who has no strong sense of trust in people, feel that he can't replicate it.

He didn't upload what he wrote down to any website. Or send it to anyone. Instead, after a long silence, the document was deleted.

He believes that such a life should not be put on the table. Because people who haven't experienced it can't pay attention to any of it at all.

When night fell outside, Gu Bai, whose hands hurt and couldn't do it, shook his head in frustration and said, "Why did you encounter such a strange thing today?" ”

Other people's lives can move you, but they can't change you. And Gu Bai, who vented his emotions. All at once he returned to his nature. Just when he wanted to go out and go downstairs to worship the Five Organs Temple, something appeared behind the door again!

A sniper rifle in green uniform!

"I wiped it... Did I meet a ghost? Or are you dreaming? "Everything that happened today is incredible. Whether it's the knife, or the man's life in his head - or the sniper rifle that appears behind the door again!

What kind of signal is this sniper rifle Gu Bai didn't know, but the shape of the wind and the scope still made Gu Bai recognize that this was a sniper rifle.

Gu Bai, who had the experience last time, cautiously walked in front of the sniper rifle this time. I thought to myself: I won't do it again! It was the hand that reached out and touched the sniper rifle.

"Sure enough..."

Before the words could be spit out, the fragmentary and messy memories poured into his mind again.

Roles, changed again.

Gu Bai, who opened his eyes, saw the black vortices. He didn't know how long he could maintain his will, and then he would lose it. So he looked around.

But the urge to tell the story became stronger and stronger, until he couldn't control it and blurted out: "If they do this, they will be swallowed up by fear!" Then, you are not qualified to survive in reincarnation! Such people. It has nothing to do with me anymore. ”…,

In every plot, there will always be a reincarnation who falls. Death. It's the leitmotif here. There is not one in a thousand who can be born again. But such a person, if he is swallowed by fear because his consciousness at the time of fear of death dissipates, then he is destined to die again in the reincarnation space!

Such a person must have lost his dignity, rights, and heart! Become a cowardly weakling!

If such a person becomes a teammate, in addition to his own death, he will also kill you! Getting rid of it as soon as possible is the way to go!

But Gu Bai believes that the people in the conquest team will definitely not be such cowards! They may look back, but at the same time they will definitely take it in stride!

"Really? You are very confident..."The voice came as expected, but this time Gu Bai felt that the voice was in his ears. A cold snap penetrated through the ears and spread into the limbs.

The feeling of whispering is like the whispering of the devil, evoking infinite fear and pulling people into the endless abyss.

"But what if you get into that situation? Your teammates, will they pull you up? Can you bear death when you are no longer afraid of pain, no longer sad because of loss, but wandering because of endless waiting? ”

Gu Bai, who immediately wanted to open his mouth to respond, stuck the note in his throat.

I'm not trying to win him, I'm facing my own heart!

Can I bear to wait like this? Can you look back at this unconscious time in the resurrection without feeling a little fear, and still be so useless in the face of the threat of death?

Questions, swirling in the mind, until consciousness turns.

It's different from the last memory. This time the memory was more like stroking a spear. When a gun full of complex emotions is gently brushed by, there is a different perception every time. Sometimes it's like a breeze sweeping your face, gentle and comfortable, and sometimes it's like a sand wind, which hurts you.

You can have different feelings about the same picture. There are many facets, but there is always a tone. That's the slightly raised corners of the mouth. It can be stubborn, it can be relaxed, it can be a wry smile, or it can be joyful. This smile that never fell ran through his life.

In addition to the hard wooden core, there is a layer of soft wood. The light grip grip is in essence with a bit of lightness. When you hold it with all your might, you can feel the reality again!

Until that shot!

The tip of the gun is extremely sharp! The spear is sharp, piercing, and the blood is flowing like a river.

It's as if the emotions accumulated in a lifetime, all the joys and sorrows, feelings and comprehensions, are all compressed into that bullet. With the absolute realization of having no regrets and only seeking one life and one death, it is impossible not to look sideways.

It's too sharp! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )