If you had only one year left to live, what would you do with it?

In the past, many TV stations may have done similar interview programs, preset such a question, and use it to ask all kinds of passers-by.

Different people will definitely have different answers, and the things they want to do are naturally varied, but because the future is uncontrollable, and no one will know how much life they have left, so those who are asked this question cannot really empathize, so no matter how wonderful the answer, most of them will also have a bit of an itch in their boots. People always feel that death is far away from them, so they can tell others about the cruelty of how they squandered their remaining life as a joke.

But now, Yan Xiuze, who was sitting in the subway, was made a big joke by fate, this question, which was regarded by others as a joke, was put in front of him bloodily at this time, so that he had to face it-

It turned out that themselves, most likely, were left, only a year's ......

lifespan too.

Yan Xiuze's first thought was his relatives, it was undoubtedly not a fortune for his parents to die and become orphans, when his parents died in an accident, the young Yan Xiuze was almost hit and couldn't stand up again, but now it seems that the death of his parents is a blessing for him now, although the two Gaotang died, they no longer have to bear the pain of Yan Xiuze's loss of their loved ones back then - the white-haired person sending the black-haired person is probably a hundred times more cruel than the death of the elders.

In this way, Yan Xiuze's mood seemed to calm down a little, at least he didn't have much to worry about in this world.

But when he thought about it, he felt a little resentful, because he had been mediocre for more than 20 years, and had not yet made a name for himself in the world, he died so quietly...... Ten or twenty years from now, how many people will remember him?

So the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt, and he actually diluted a little bit of the great fear between life and death.

The subway quickly stopped at the location of the terminal station, and after getting off the terminal, it was less than ten minutes' walk to the university where Yan Xiuze studied, and he couldn't remember how he walked back to the dormitory, but he only remembered the moment he opened the dormitory door, it was very cold.

"Coming back? Why did you go......" Xiao Mo stared at Yan Xiuze, who was lost in his soul, and said, "Have you had lunch?" I'm going to order takeout, can I order one for you? ”

Yan Xiuze made a bitter face, waved his hand weakly, just held his chin with one hand, and stared blankly at the laptop that was closed on his desk.

Xiao Mo couldn't see it clearly, so he simply stopped paying attention, and after ordering takeout, he hugged his notebook and watched the movie.

It's just that before the beginning of the movie was finished, I heard a lifeless voice from Yan Xiuze's side: "Fat Xiao, I want to tell you something very important." ”

"What?"

"I ...... I'm dying. ”

"Oh."

Yan Xiuze narrowed his eyes and stared at Xiao Mo deadly: "Hey, did you hear what I just said clearly?" ”

"Hear me clearly......," Xiao Mo said lazily, "I'm dying too—starving!" ”

"No, it's not. The one I'm talking about is not the same as yours. Yan Xiuze wiped a handful of non-existent cold sweat and said, "I'm really dying!" The kind of death that has a terminal illness! ”

"Then congratulations in advance on your escape from the sea of suffering and the blissful ......" Xiao Mo obviously didn't take Yan Xiuze's words to heart: "I will live tenaciously in this miserable world with your share." ”

Yan Xiuze's forehead had already burst out with green tendons, but he seemed to suddenly think that he only had one year left to live, and then looked at Xiao Mo's carelessness at this time, thinking that if his old friend learned of his death a year later, he might also regret all kinds of jokes about himself today, right?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have red eyes, but he couldn't get angry anymore.

……

That night, Yan Xiuze didn't sleep all night, not because Xiao Mo's earth-shattering snoring on the bed opposite made him sleepless, four years of college life had already allowed him to practice the ability of selective deafness, the reason why he couldn't sleep was that he was thinking about how he should spend the last year of his life.

A night is long or short, and in the few hours he was thinking, the only thing Yan Xiuze did was to accept the fact that he only had one year left to live.

When it was almost eleven o'clock in the morning, Xiao Mo slowly sat up from the bed with a yawn, and at first glance he saw Yan Xiuze sitting upright with his eyes open on the opposite bed, and couldn't help but be startled: "Xiu...... Xiuze, your eyes ......"

"What's wrong with my eyes......" Yan Xiuze, who was staring at the two huge black circles under his eyes, stared straight at Xiao Mo and asked in a daze.

"Didn't you sleep well last night......

I didn't sleep at all...... Yan Xiuze complained in his heart, but when he saw Xiao Mo, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, seemed to remember something, and almost jumped up from the bed: "Xiao Fat!" ”

Xiao Mo was startled and stammered, "...... Why? ”

"Didn't you say you were going to share a house with me after graduation?"

"Is that the thing...... Didn't you say you'd talk about it when you finished your studies? ”

"Aren't you still going to make games?"

"Hmm...... I did say like. ”

"Don't you want me to help you write the script?"

"You didn't promise me......"

"I promise you now!" Yan Xiuze rubbed his dark circles and said viciously: "If we want to do it, we will make it bigger, and if we make a game, we must make the kind of phenomenal work that can go down in the history of games!" Punch Assassin's Creed, kick Metal Gear Solid - Black Souls Roll My World Crushes ......"

Shorer: "......"

"That's right......" Yan Xiuze scratched his head: "How much money is your father going to invest in you to make a game?" ”

"One...... One or two million......" Schimmer said.

"One or two million?!" When Yan Xiuze heard this number, his voice couldn't help but raise an octave, and he exclaimed: "One or two million 3A masterpieces that make a fart!" Isn't your family rich enough to rival the country? Send it to Hanako! ”

Xiao Mo had a bitter face and cried: "Do you think I don't want to take more money?" As a college student who has just graduated, it is not easy for me to pull out one or two million from my father! Lao Tzu originally planned to make a pixel-style text adventure game, and the rest of the money can be used by our brothers to spend all day drinking......"

"Spend your uncle!" Yan Xiuze frowned and said fiercely: "If you want to do it, do it seriously!" I went back and sold the house in the fifth ring and tried to make the game within a year! ”

"A year?" Xiao Mo's eyes widened and he muttered, "According to the kind of game you're going to do, thank God you can cut out the trailer in a year......"