Huang Shaokun looked up at the man in front of him and frowned slightly.

Without thinking about it for long, he nodded.

After all, this is a good friend of his, and there is nothing wrong with visiting his house.

"Hmm."

The young office worker nodded.

It's 9:15 now, he has just gotten off work not long ago, and today is early, so he doesn't have to catch the last train of the subway.

After an hour's subway ride with the other party and another 20 minutes of walking, Huang Shaokun arrived at his rented community.

This is a relocation house located on the outskirts of Jiangcheng, almost all of them are rented by migrant workers, and he rented a single room with a single bathroom, 2,000 yuan, which is cheap.

"It's a little small."

There was a sound of a TV series next door, Huang Shaokun remembered that it seemed that the rented girl was a girl, he lived for more than half a year, and he only saw it once.

Qiao Du walked into the room and saw the four people who were standing on Huang Shaokun's shoulders before jumping down like acrobats and standing in the corner of the room.

I have to say, it's really a bit crowded.

From the chat while taking the subway, Qiao Duan learned that the young man studied in Jiangcheng's university, stayed in the city after graduation, and has been working for three years, working in an Internet company, six days a week, from 9 am to 9 pm.

Standard 996 works.

"Why are you so polite, you can sit casually."

Huang Shaokun saw that Qiao Du had been standing, so he said casually, and turned on the computer at the same time.

"It's a little crowded."

Qiao Du told the truth, he glanced at the computer desktop, it was a photo, like a group photo of the dormitory after graduating from college.

This shared house is the size of a normal master bedroom, and in addition to the two of them, there are four "people", and there is really not much place to stand.

"No way, the rent is expensive."

Huang Shaokun sighed with emotion and opened the big chaos.

"Still playing games so late?"

Jotwilight stood behind him, looking at his screen.

"Playing with friends is a relaxing game."

Huang Shaokun has already entered the game, he connected to the voice, and suddenly became more active.

"I'm sorry it's late tonight, it's okay, it's okay, this will make me C, believe me."

He played games and gags with friends, which was completely different from the dull appearance he had when he walked down the street before.

Merely......

Twilight looked at the other "people" in the room.

They all found a place to sit down, seemed to be controlling the unreal keyboard and mouse, and started playing games.

Qiao Du looked at the men.

looked at Huang Shaokun again.

In less than thirty minutes, they had won a game, and laughter filled the room.

Qiao Twilight saw the "humans" standing upside down on the ceiling, babbling and speaking a language that humans couldn't understand.

At the same time, a voice came from Huang Shaokun's voice.

"Damn, my operation just now is too bright, and when I die, the QR code on the tombstone is scanned out and this is the picture."

The "person" lying on the wall at the head of the bed also made a strange sound like bubbles rising.

"Yes, yes, if I hadn't collapsed in the early stage, thank you Dad."

"Awesome, one more."

Huang Shaokun smiled and reopened the game.

Qiao Du observed again.

Conclusions were quickly reached.

It is these "people" who stand on his shoulders who play games with Huang Shaokun.

From their bodies, silk threads composed of deep black mist are connected to Huang Shaokun, wrapped around his hands, feet, neck, and body, making him like a bound Prometheus, firmly imprisoned in front of the computer.

There is no doubt that Huang Shaokun has been polluted to a certain extent and dragged under the abyss, so that he can communicate with these "friends".

Qiao Du stood behind him, speechless.

The game continued for more than an hour.

"It's a good day."

He stretched, forgetting even about the presence of Jo Twilight in the room.

"You've got a lot of friends."

Qiao Duan suddenly spoke, startling Huang Shaokun.

The young man's expression was a little confused, as if he didn't quite understand how this stranger appeared behind him quietly, and it wasn't until he looked at Qiao Du that he vaguely remembered what had happened before.

"yes, we've been friends for years."

Huang Shaokun sighed.

The dark shadows in the room flickered, as if in agreement with the remark.

Qiao Du thought for a moment and spoke again.

"Can you tell me about it? Add a WeChat. ”

"No problem."

Huang Shaokun said without thinking, and when he took out his mobile phone, he wanted to find the WeChat of a few friends, but he fell into confusion again.

"Hey, weird, I think it seems to be ......"

He searched through the address book, but couldn't find the contact information of his friends.

Not a single one.

“...... By the way, we usually don't use WeChat, we all contact with QQ. ”

Huang Shaokun logged in to QQ unwillingly.

Still no trace of those "friends" was found.

Just as he was getting more and more distressed, those black shadows also continued to expand, and the silk threads wrapped around Huang Shaokun's body became thicker and tighter, as if to prevent him from escaping.

Qiao Duan stretched out his hand and pressed Huang Shaokun's shoulder while looking around.

Those black shadows seemed to be a little jealous of Qiao Dui's appearance, and the black mist that spread out quickly retracted.

"No need to look for it."

Qiao Du said, gesturing to the computer desktop.

"It's all your college classmates."

Huang Shaokun followed Qiao Dui's fingers and looked at the computer screen, his blank eyes suddenly became smart again, as if he remembered something.

"Yes, it's them, I'll tell you, we have a good relationship, we often go to the dark together, dinner, travel, and they organized it once after graduation, but I worked overtime at that time and couldn't participate, they went to the mountains at the time, took a lot of photos, and then ......"

As he spoke, his voice suddenly froze.

And then ...... There was a car accident while going down the mountain, and the bus fell off the cliff......"

His expression froze.

Huang Shaokun looked at the desktop, the five of them all showed a bright smile, it was when they had just graduated, the future seemed to have infinite possibilities, they would start a new life, meet different people, have an ordinary and happy life, and get together to reminisce about the good times of the past.

He turned his head again, and saw a cramped rental house, as if he couldn't finish the work, the monotony of the day-to-day routine, and only this moment of the evening could free him from the heavy life.

The young man looked at Qiao Dui.

He saw several shadows looming behind Qiao Dui.

The hideous, terrifying, and weird black shadow that seemed to ordinary people actually appeared at this moment the faces of Huang Shaokun's friends.

"Can you ...... Don't take them with you? ”

Huang Shaokun seemed to sense something, and he looked at Qiao Du with a slightly pleading tone.

"It's up to you."

Qiao Du had already seen it.

It wasn't these black shadows that were entangled and bound Huang Shaokun, those black silk threads spread out of his body.

The silk threads dragged these black shadows, making them surround Huang Shaokun's side.

Just like the air friends that many people would fantasize about when they were young, those four black shadows are Huang Shaokun's own paintings, and his depth does not come from the anomaly, but from himself.

When Huang Shaokun was confused, Qiao Duan took out his mobile phone, originally wanted to notify Zhou Mingke, but remembered that it was late at night, and it was too immoral to chat with colleagues on WeChat during non-working hours.

He would not be such an upright man.

Putting down the phone, Huang Shaokun seemed to have figured it out.

"Can you give me a little more time?"

Qiao Twilight was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"In fact, many people's communication now only exists on the virtual Internet, and they may never meet in their lifetime, and it doesn't matter whether the other party is a real person or not."

"People always have to have some peace of mind for themselves, such as me, if the pressure is too great, I will go back to the mental hospital for a while."

“？”

A question mark appeared on Huang Shaokun's head.

"No problem, people can only save themselves."

Qiao Twilight watched the other party turn off the computer, came to the door, and was about to leave, and then turned around and said a word before leaving the rental house.

"And didn't you already see the answer when you turned off the computer just now?"

Huang Shaokun was puzzled.

He turned his head to look at the pitch-black computer screen.

The reflection inside reflects your own appearance.

He clearly remembered that when the fun with his friends ended and the game screen went black, it was indeed his smiling face reflected inside.