Bloodrock Furnace ...... The name seemed familiar, yet it seemed unfamiliar, but with that emotion, an inextricable feeling of sadness, anger, and even fear still began to grow in my heart very naturally. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" This time, Xiao Qi saw that there was something wrong with my expression and asked.

"It's okay, how do I get this item?" I shook my head, trying to shake off the uncomfortable feeling.

"It's so late, let's play tomorrow, staying up late is not good for your health!" Xiao Qi persuaded.

"I'm not tired, tell me what to do here......" This is not to fool him, I now wonder what the game is all about, and I am in high spirits, and I am not sleepy at all.

"Dad! You don't want to be like a child, right? Xiao Qi shouted.

"Forget it, I'll do my own research." I gave him a push and wanted to sit back down at the computer.

"Okay, good, I'll tell you!" In desperation, he had to patiently tell me about it. It turns out that in some scenes in this game, there are still some hidden props, and you need to follow some hints to find it, otherwise it will be stuck in the future, and you can't break through.

When I continued to fight, Xiao Qi stood up, and I heard him shout: "Mom, you don't care about him!" ”

"It's okay," Meng Jiang's gentle voice came, "Your dad will count it himself, but you should go to sleep quickly." ”

"You're used to it!" Xiao Qi complained. No matter how this sounds, it sounds like I'm just a son, and he's Lao Tzu!

But I don't have time to pay attention to him now, and I keep fighting without looking back. A few minutes later, a fresh smell wafted in, and a cup of hot tea was placed on the table.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Meng Jiang's smile, she stroked my cheek lightly, like doting on a child, didn't say anything, turned around and went back to the room.

I suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt in my heart, my palms froze on the mouse, and I stared at the screen for a long time, until a prompt popped up on the screen: Are you going to give up?

I...... Will you give up? When this thought rose in my mind, the palm of my right hand began to tingle again, and I raised my hand in front of my eyes, and between the Sichuan zigzag palm lines, it seemed that there was a faint green breath, spreading, circling, and a strange cold feeling spread between the lines of the skin.

"Don't ...... Put...... Abandon ......," I muttered. As if I was a little encouraged by these words, I nodded "don't give up" and continued the game.

My efforts were not in vain, and the protagonist, under my command, became more and more skillful in dealing with one crisis after another, and seemed to be getting closer and closer to the mystery he was pursuing, but when it came to a plot that didn't seem so important, I couldn't go on.

In this scene, the protagonist hears that a very important friend is in the enemy position, so he rushes to a small border city to investigate the situation, and on the way he also makes a group of friends who seem to know the local situation very well, but when the group just arrives in the small town, they encounter a strange phenomenon, and the entire border guard stationed there disappears in an instant.

It seems that these people and events are not directly related to the mystery of the protagonist's life experience, and I tried using the Blood Rock Furnace as a prop, but it didn't work.

But at this point in the game, I'm in a real predicament, and I've tried to pick and choose all the choices that appear, none of which will take the protagonist back to a certain episode in the past and need to do it all over again.

I was worried that I was not familiar with the operation, and whether it would be because I made the wrong choice, but when I carefully re-selected them all again, this result was still the same.

In the process of starting over, I also tried everything to find props and hints, but to no avail.

The river of fate of this game character called Gangneung is like forming a whirlpool here, spinning in place, and there is no way to move forward!

I'm a little anxious, but since this game has been designed, there should be a result, and it can't be stuck halfway like this, it must be the reason why I didn't think it through!

I continued to explore tirelessly, until the room began to glow, and a voice exclaimed, "Dad! You haven't slept all night! ”

Before I knew it, I was sitting at a table like this all night.

Xiao Qi ran over, looked at the screen, and exclaimed, "I've actually played the fourth chapter, you're so good!" However, I've heard that the fastest player is here, and no one has found a strategy to continue for the time being. ”

"There's always a way, isn't it?" I muttered, not knowing if I was asking him or myself.

"Well......," he muttered, and after a while, he said, "not necessarily, who knows if this is the final result?" ”

"Is this the end result? It's as simple as that? I was surprised.

"yes, you usually think things are supposed to have a result, don't you? Especially novels, stories, and other things that people make up, and the result is that the prince and princess are happily together...... But in fact, the result is always relative, and time never stops for anyone or anything, and there is never a so-called result. Who knows what happened to the prince and princess after they got together? Xiao Qi touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "In a sense, the result of this infinite cycle is not bad, at least it is not going to perish." The more brilliant the process, the more unacceptable it will be on the day of destruction, but there is absolutely no way to compromise on the so-called happy ending, and simply put an open ending on it, maybe that's what the game's designers thought. ……”

"You're saying so profoundly, you just want me to stop playing, right?" I said calmly.

He shook his body and almost hit the wall next to him, and finally said in an almost desperate tone: "Dad, I really lost to you......"

"Okay, I'm really tired, so let's take a rest!" I let out a sigh of relief and stood up, only to see everything in front of me spin like a big turntable, and in a moment it turned sideways.

Then I heard Xiao Qi's exclamation: "Dad! Father! Are you okay? Mother! Come on, my dad fainted......"

The sleep was deep, peaceful, and as always, no dreams.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar white color around me, which was the ward of our hospital. There were several people around the bed, and they were all happy to see me wake up, and they greeted me with gossip.

The closest to me among them was Meng Jiang, whose face was no longer as delicate as when she was young, but her beautiful demeanor, her wise temperament was still undiminished, and she sat on the edge of the bed, holding my hand, smiling at me, her eyes full of concern and understanding.

I squeezed her hand lightly and said, "I want to talk to you alone for a while." ”

Most of the people around me have been my colleagues and friends for many years, and they have always known that there is a deep affection between me and Meng Jiang, and when they heard me say this, they immediately laughed and commotioned, and said some jokes like "It's so sticky in front of children", and then the fun dispersed. Xiao Qi walked at the end, and when he exited, he specially closed the door for us, and only Meng Jiang and I were left in the house.

"You've worked hard all these years." I said to Meng Jiang sincerely.

She was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "With you, there's nothing hard to work on." ”

"Xiao Qi, this kid is also quite fatherly now, and he told me a bunch of big truths before, saying that everything has no ending, and it is possible that he will fall into an endless cycle in the end, or something. If that's the case, I really hope that we've spent all these decades together, and the cycle goes on forever. I said with a smile as I looked at the ceiling and fantasized about it.

"Well, I hope too." Meng Jiang replied softly.

But he also said something, and it made sense. He said that the more brilliant the process, the more difficult it will be to accept the moment of disintegration. I added, "And I think it's not just that, the more brilliant the process, the more you understand that it's all in vain, it's the real breakdown." ”

"Old Tao ......" Meng Jiang called, and there was a trace of pain in his voice. This strong woman, I haven't seen her suffer for so many years.

"Meng Jiang, it's a pity that we can't stop here anymore." I restrained the surging torrent in my heart and said calmly.

"Even if it's a bubble," Meng Jiang said, "as long as it's good, what does it matter?" As long as you want, I can watch it with you forever, forever and so on! ”

"Meng Jiang," I couldn't help but exclaim, "Actually, you also understand, from the time we chose to escape, we have stayed in that moment forever, and there is no more freedom at all!" ”

"How so? We've created everything we want with our own hands, haven't we? Meng Jiang retorted to me rarely.

I reached out and tore a piece of plastic from the head of the bed, and while showing her it, I said, "Is this really what we want?" ”

"It's ......," she froze.

This is a medical record card that clearly reads: Tao Moyan, male, 55 years old, cerebral blood supply is insufficient, admitted to the hospital on July 7, 2015.

"I'm sorry, I'm not Mo Yan." I say.

"I don't care if you're Mo Yan or not!" Meng Jiang put her palms together, held my hand in her palm, buried her head between her palms, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

"......," I was silent, and after a while I said, "wasn't you the one who wrote 'Don't give up' in the palm of my hand?" ”

Again, as I had said to her decades ago, Meng Jiang's movements froze. Finally, she said slowly: "It's not me who told you not to give up. ”

I was taken aback and asked, "That's ......"

"It's Sang Qing." She said. (To be continued.) )