Shi Yin's smile made Ling Feng want to protect in his heart, wanting to protect the girl in front of him, this was his favorite person. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Sure enough, the guy on the other side is a cheater. This terrible thought flashed through Ling Feng's mind. The surroundings have changed, all changed. I was in the Hilton cafeteria just now. Where is this now, fortunately, Shiyin is still here, Ling Feng thought happily.

"Okay, see it! this person is still here, I won't hurt her, she's my favorite person!"

"Your favorite person, she's my favorite person, how can it be your favorite person. And you are not me, Ling Feng is only one. Ling Feng gritted his teeth and said, he really wanted to punch him.

"Alright, okay, let's stop talking nonsense, let's start our game! if you win, I'll disappear, and if you lose, they'll all die. "Ling Feng" said easily. His face was full of joy. "Papa", gently clapped his palm, and the sound disappeared. That Ling Feng was like a king in the kingdom, exuding a sense of oppression from the king, but this king seemed to be lonely, so lonely that the surrounding environment was empty.

Ling Feng was taken aback, his face was full of horror, and his eyes couldn't help but widen.

Ling Feng on the opposite side saw Ling Feng's surprise. "There's nothing surprising about it, I'm you, and this environment is just the truest reaction of your heart, haven't you ever fantasized about being in a deserted place, absolute silence. There is only a world where you exist and no one else. Am I right?" Ling Feng, who Ling Feng called like "Tokyo Food", said with a smile. That smile made Ling Feng furious, and the pores all over his body trembled.

That Ling Feng was telling the truth, Ling Feng did fantasize about a place where there was nothing but himself, yes, that's right, only himself. Because Ling Feng's interpersonal relationship over there was terrible, or in other words. There is simply no such existence of interpersonal things. I am like an insulator, drooping my eyelids every day, and I will always have an expression of "I haven't woken up yet, let me sleep again". This is the age of a "just classmate boy". But the whole body exudes the breath of an old man on the verge of dying. In short, it is a look of death every day. Is it really me on the other side? No, no, absolutely impossible. How can it be myself, I am who I am, I am only one. Ling Feng thought secretly.

Watching anime is also like taking drugs, poisoning too deeply. Sometimes Ling Feng really wanted to take drugs, but this thing was a fantasy for him, not to mention whether he wanted to take drugs or not, drugs were more expensive than gold. How could it be that this middle-two sick teenager could afford to consume it. So Ling Feng changed his method to treat himself. Anime can heal the wounds in people's hearts, and there are some things that can't be realized in reality, but they can be imagined in anime.

In other words, isn't Ling Feng in a world similar to anime now?

"Hey, how do you know so much. Ling Feng said with a glare.

"Quite simply, I am you. Ling Feng on the other side said. A "I just know you very well" expression. But Ling Feng didn't believe in this.

"Hehe, you've read too many comics! How can I have that guy like you in my body? You must be some kind of monster becoming, just like the white bone spirit in "Journey to the West" deceived Tang Sanzang. But you didn't fool me. Because I'm not a stupid monk, but a monkey with fiery eyes. What a coincidence! It didn't deceive me. How could you be me. There is only one Ling Feng, even if there are two Ling Feng, you should exist in another parallel universe, instead of talking to me here. In short, you are not me. Ling Feng seemed to be possessed by Conan, and analyzed it very reasonably, just like Conan's signature moves.

The murderer is you, and the index finger suddenly pointed at the mastermind behind the scenes.

Such strange language, coupled with that funny face, made the fake Ling Feng laugh.

"I didn't expect you to have this side, why didn't I find out before. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. I really didn't expect it. You haven't seen much in your harem, your brain hole is getting bigger and bigger, you have to find time to make up for your huge brain hole!" the fake Ling Feng muttered repeatedly, and the fake Ling Feng pointed at Ling Feng's feet. Meaning let him look at his feet, "Did I step on the **** on my feet?" Ling Feng muttered, then lowered his head and looked at his feet.

As soon as this head was lowered, Ling Feng was really startled. Ling Feng saw a piece of water under his feet, and the creatures in the water were wandering back and forth, not the sea. "This Nima is too, I'm actually standing on top of the water, do I have chakras on my feet?" Ling Feng said in surprise, raised his head and glanced at the fake Ling Feng, and continued, "This is not the picture I ever thought of in my mind. Anyway, I won't fall," Ling Feng asked worriedly. Who knows if this guy will drown himself. Terrible thoughts crossed my mind.

"Of course not, yes or no, it's not what you say it is. All the artistic conception here is reflected in the picture in your mind, and it may be too long. You've forgotten what you've fantasized about. The fake Ling Feng stepped on the surface of the water and slowly walked towards Ling Feng, and said in a calm tone.

Walking in front of Ling Feng, Ling Feng looked at himself in front of him, his eyes, nose bridge, mouth, height, and body shape were exactly the same as his own. The only difference is the eyes, is this the blackened self? Don't be kidding, Ling Feng, you are not the protagonist, how can you have that kind of protagonist aura.

"After a long time, sometimes I forget it. The fake Ling Feng paused, "But I'll help me remember." It's like you think I'm a fake. "I'm really moved to death, let's start playing." Ling Feng cast a disdainful glance. However, I still agree with this fake Ling Feng's words in my heart.

Time can kill everything, whether you are a tangible substance or an invisible dream. can't escape the butcher's knife of time.

“noproblem，mymaster.” The fake Ling Feng snapped his fingers lightly, and a small light brown table suddenly appeared on the pure water, plus two stools. Ling Feng touched his head, really wanting to faint to death. The fluency of English scared me a lot.

"Please. The fake Ling Feng removed one of the small stools and put on a posture of inviting him to take a seat. Ling Feng was not polite, and sat on the stool as if he was in his own home.

"This stool is uncomfortable to sit on, can you change the chair? Ling Feng said with a picky eye. "No problem. The fake Ling Feng snapped his fingers again, and the stool that Ling Feng was sitting on seemed to have been added magic. The stool turned into a chair. "It's a lot more comfortable now. Ling Feng's waist slouched towards the chair, and his skin was extremely comfortable.

The fake Ling Feng was also sitting on the chair opposite Ling Feng, his eyes fixed on Ling Feng. That gaze was extremely gentle, which made Ling Feng get goosebumps all over his body.

The debate began. Fake Ling Feng said softly, as if looking at how he was quibbling on the other side, he put on an expectant expression, clasped his hands on his chest and said calmly: "May I ask what is called "pseudo-house"? What is the definition of "pseudo-house", and how do you understand the pseudo-house?" folded his collar and asked in a series of ways. Fold your collar and put your hands together.

"The definition of a pseudo-house? Ling Feng let out a sneer. Ling Feng is also an otaku, but he is not a real otaku, a real otaku will be crazy to buy figures, but he will search the Internet, on the bed, on the pillow, there will be pictures of Asuna, Crazy Three, and all the existence in the anime will be in the otaku's room. Keyboard pads, mouse pads, and even wallpaper, everything can be pasted with pictures of beautiful girls. will be printed on the wall.

Ling Feng thinks that such an otaku is a real otaku, compared to those otaku, Ling Feng has only one figure in his room, and he still has pocket money that he has accumulated for a long time. Everything else is some comics. His level of otaku is nothing at all. So he can't be called a house at all.

"Pseudo-house,It's just not to buy all the peripherals related to anime.,Figure or something.,Just watch anime.,I won't buy anything else.。 Ling Feng tapped on the table and continued, speaking in the tone of an adult training a child. "You know, just watching anime, not paying a penny for anime. People like me are pseudo-houses, understand?" Ling Feng said again.

"Won't you spend a penny for anime peripherals? The fake Ling Feng suddenly leaned his face closer to Ling Feng. "Hey, your face is too close to me. When I saw your eyes, I panicked. Ling Feng said in a low voice. Whoever sees someone who looks exactly like him is not afraid, it is no different from seeing a hell in broad daylight.

"What's there to be afraid of, you and I are the same person. "Like your uncle, your eyes are the same as mine, what are you talking about. Ling Feng complained in his heart.

"I really want to remember that there was a figure in your original room, which was the heroine of the drama "The Crown of Sin". The fake Ling Feng squinted his eyes and said. "How do you explain that?"

Someone grabbed his pigtails at this moment, Ling Feng let out a dry laugh, which made him how to talk nonsense, dug a pit himself, and then jumped down again. "Damn, how does this guy know, did he install a camera in my room? impossible, impossible, he's also a man, how can he ...... to a man" "Is that guy gay......"

"That's the figure I bought, yes, I don't want to explain it, there's nothing to explain. But do you think I'm an otaku just because of that?" Ling Feng said with a smile, "If you think I'm an otaku like that, don't you see the back of a long-haired person on the street, and then you think she's a woman." This kind of habitual thinking is not right. My figure is just a drop in the ocean compared to tens of thousands of dead houses. Ling Feng raised his voice.

"You just don't have that ability, I don't know you yet, if you have enough financial resources, will you only buy a figure?" "You really know me." Ling Feng's brows furrowed. "Of course, I'm you! you can't hide anything from me. ”

"Yes, if I have enough financial resources, I will definitely buy a lot of figures, and I will also put my room full of two-dimensional beautiful girls like everyone else.。 Ling Feng pushed his hands back, the first two legs of the four legs of the chair were in a semi-floating state, his hands suddenly fell behind his head, his two legs were on the table, and he looked up at the sky. A bad student at the back of the classroom.

It's really a beautiful sky, why isn't Shi Yin sitting opposite, not Shi Yin sitting here with me. This is a paradise in my heart......

There was silence for a long time......

"Hey, you shouldn't be asleep, right?" The fake Ling Feng saw that Ling Feng didn't speak for a long time. You must know that Ling Feng is a god of sleep. "No, I'm distracted. Ling Feng put down his legs and said with a gloomy face. "Let's continue with the mouth cannon just now, yes, if I have enough money, I'll buy a lot of anime-related merchandise. It's sure to be a real otaku. That's what you said. Ling Feng scratched his head and drooped his face.

"Yes, that's right. ”

"That is, you have already tacitly agreed that I am not a real otaku, not a real otaku, in short, not a pseudo-otaku? The big premise is that I have enough financial resources, and the small premise is to buy a lot of figures, and the conclusion is that I am the real otaku, which is a negative proposition. Because the premise is already wrong. Isn't that right?" Ling Feng said happily with his palms clapped his hands.

"Haha, you won, I was defeated by you, anyway, aren't your math grades terrible? How could you come up with such a proposition. The fake Ling Feng smiled bitterly.

Ling Feng showed the emjio-like smile on his phone, smirking smugly.

"It's rotten, it's a game of death! Ling Feng said. "Okay, then the second question is, how do you prove that I am not you, you are not me. The fake Ling Feng got up and circled around Ling Feng.

"Hey, isn't there only one problem?"

"When did I say there was only one problem. ”

"You ........." Ling Feng was speechless angrily. "Why? Don't you answer? If you don't answer, I'll drown them. Before the words fell, the people who had disappeared reappeared in front of Ling Feng's eyes.

Everyone was still in the cafeteria, and the water surface, which was originally as stable as a cement slab, began to shake, and the water surface began to ripple. First of all, Fred began to slowly sink into the water, and the water slowly overflowed Fred's head.

"No, stop it, you bastard, you're cheating, they're my friends!" Ling Feng yelled at Ling Feng, shouting. But Fred sank into the water anyway. The fake Ling Feng didn't pay attention to Ling Feng at all, and Ling Feng was completely ignored.

"Don't answer yet, the next one is Nangong Le!" the fake Ling Feng said expressionlessly, "This is your sister!" "You bastard, what should I do, my head is about to explode." Ling Feng tugged at his hair.

"It's too slow. "No, no, no. Ling Feng roared in despair. "I admit defeat, you are me, you let them go!" Ling Feng pleaded bitterly. It's like a lost child crying and looking for his mother, with a sad expression on his face.

"You have already lost when you say this. Nangong Le also sank into the water. Ling Feng felt like he was playing a game right now, and in the movie clip, two people were holding revolvers with only one bullet and shooting themselves in the head. That terrifying feeling was the most appropriate way to describe Ling Feng's mood. "Nima's, I'm going to kill you. Ling Feng rushed towards the fake Ling Feng. But his feet felt like they were sticky. I can't walk at all. "Ahhhhh Ling Feng seemed to be crazy. "You just watch one of them die, and then you're back to the lonely you, with no friends. Not to mention girlfriends. Oh yes, Shi Yin wants to know the last kill. I'm going to make it look like a slow motion in a movie. Slowly, slowly......"

"If you want to talk to them, answer my questions. After a pause, "Why am I not you?" Xiu also began to sink like water.

Ling Feng gritted the root of his teeth, he really wanted to bite the Ling Feng in front of him. "Calm down, calm down, Ling Feng, he's not you, he's not you!" Ling Feng muttered repeatedly in his heart.

"Hurry up, it's going to be time soon. Now it's Senbon Yukkura. "Shut up, you guy. You're not me. He scolded angrily.

Ling Feng's head thought about it repeatedly. Look for it from the conversation just now. Found it, found it.

"You're not me, you just said, I didn't expect you to have this side, this sentence has shown that you are not me, if you were me, how could you not expect me to have such a side. There is also the proposition that has just been proven, which shows even more that you are not me, so how can you be me. Ling Feng's smile was mixed with tears of fear. "Yes, it's a pity it's over. Ling Feng looked at Shi Yin who had sunk into the water, and his face was full of lovely smiles. "Nima's, why are you uneasy about the routine and playing cards, saying that it's okay to slow motion. Ling Feng cried and complained.

Ling Feng didn't change anything. "Everybody's dead, dead. Ling Feng said repeatedly, as if he had lost his mind. There is no greater mourning than death. The friends that Ling Feng had finally made and his girlfriend were also his own.

"Now you're back in the old days. This is who you really are. The fake Ling Feng said with a smile. "I want you dead, haha. Ling Feng said frantically.

"How did you let me die, kill me? You are unarmed, how did you kill me. "Suicide, it's not enough. "Haha, it's ridiculous, you've proven that I'm not you, so I'm not you. ”

"Oh yes, I forgot to tell you, sometimes I don't know myself, so you're still me. A strange smile appeared on Ling Feng's face.

"You ......" Scarlet blood suddenly appeared from the fake Ling Feng's mouth. "Actually, aren't you the dark me, you are my shadow, but where there is light, there will be shadows, and where there is no light, how can shadows understand their masters. What's more, the master himself doesn't know himself, how can you understand me. Scarlet blood also came out of Ling Feng's mouth. "So die with me. Let's sink into the water together!haha. I'm a low-level existence in the dust, how can you know me, it's just my shadow. ”

The surrounding environment was also shattered like a broken mirror. The actor committed suicide, and the whole play ended.

I won't be a eunuch, I just want to write an essay for the sake of writing an essay →_→ (of course, it's better to make money). No writing, even slower. Please forgive me, readers, there is no end to it, and there are *^o^* below*