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Swish...

A spark passed by, and a wisp of blue smoke blew on the wall in the distance. The scattered Mars finally disappeared on the ground, leaving only an unextinguished cigarette butt quietly floating with smoke.

"Oh..." Yang Tian held the back of his head with his hands, leaning against the stone wall behind him. The sky was full of stars. The summer night was still warm and even a little hot. When the breeze blew, the sound of leaves rustling, everything seemed so quiet.

In the distance, there were a few laughter and joy, as well as the sound of basketball racquets hitting the concrete floor. Under the slightly dim light, a group of young people were enjoying the happy time unrestrainedly, and no one noticed the lonely figure blending into the darkness in the distance.

It's been a week...a whole week.

Yang Tian closed his eyes silently, recalling the scene 7 days ago in his mind, and a bitter smile rose from the corner of his mouth...

.............

"This is..." Yang Tian sat blankly on the chair, like a sculpture, sitting stupidly for a long time, his mind was filled with bloody scenes, and his teammates' sorrow and painful shouts.

The heart-wrenching shouts made Yang Tian deeply immersed in the battlefield of the past and could not extricate himself... In front of him, the dazzling computer screen was still open.

Archive 1, is it loaded?

Looking at the text printed on the computer and looking at the countless zombies on the background, Yang Tian suddenly widened his eyes. Is this... a dream? If it is a dream? Why is it so real? It makes me suffer. If it is not a dream, then why am I back here?

"Yang Tian, ​​haha, you boy is here first!" A hand stretched out from behind, with a slightly excited voice. When we met again two months later, the roommate dragged the suitcase. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yang Tian sitting on the chair. He was very enthusiastic about patting Yang Tian on the shoulder, but... what the roommate didn't expect was that Yang Tian's figure suddenly burst out and he grabbed his hand that reached forward...

Yang Tian, ​​immersed in surprise, did not hear the sound of his roommate, nor did he hear the sound of the door opening, nor even the sound of the suitcase pulley rubbing against the ground. However... When the visitor reached out to grab him, Yang Tian finally woke up, subconsciously grabbed the person's stretched out hand, his body skillfully reversed, and his shoulders hit him hard. Looking at the person who fell into a table, chair and bench, Yang Tian stepped forward and punched the person in the back of his head...

"Yang Tian! You're crazy!" The roommate shouted in surprise, and Yang Tian's fist was barely stopped in front of the visitor's head, less than ten centimeters...

"What are you going to do?" The visitor turned his head and tried hard to get up from the overturned table and chair. He looked at Yang Tian, ​​whose fists were stagnant, with extreme dissatisfaction in his tone.

Looking at the strange and familiar face in front of him, Yang Tian was stunned for a long time. Finally, he forced a smile on his face and smiled apologetically. He came to the computer and looked at the date in the lower right corner. There was no change. When he left here, he was already a little blurred. However... in his memory, like the date, there was no change at all.

"Reporting for the first time? I heard that we have changed the instructor this semester?" The young man felt the depressing atmosphere in the room. He thought of Yang Tian's strange behavior just now. He did not worry about being knocked to the ground. He spoke carefully, trying to break the heavy atmosphere, but... he did not get a trace of Yang Tian's echo. In the room, there was only endless silence. Yang Tian, ​​who seemed to be strange, looked at the computer screen with his eyes stupidly...

"Listen, I'm sorry." After a long time, Yang Tian finally spoke. Before the young man could reply, Yang Tian had already closed the computer, threw it into the cabinet, and walked out the door, leaving only a young man silently cursing.

On the street, young men and women carrying luggage and dragging suitcases were walking, chatting and reminiscing, and chuckling came from time to time. On both sides of the road were trees swaying in the wind, breezes, and the dazzling sun still emitted its scorching light, and everything seemed so beautiful.

Stop, stop, and look at the group of young people with a dissipated look. There is no pale skin or turbid eyes. The ears are no longer filled with roars, and there will be no more crying and screams on the streets. The strong contrast makes Yang Tian feel at a loss.

Now, Yang Tian finally got what he wanted most, but he sadly discovered that he was so incompatible with this world that once belonged to him. The laughter and joy that came from his ears seemed to be mocking him, intertwined with the unreasonable roar in his mind, deeply tinging Yang Tian's nerves.

Picking up the phone, familiar voices appeared in the phone receiver, and everything was telling Yang Tian that this was not a dream, perhaps, this was another real dream.

............

Like an injured hedgehog, Yang Tian survived carefully and tried his best to make himself appear normal. Perhaps silence is the best way, but Yang Tian is really powerless...

Sober from the memories, Yang Tian leaned against the stone wall and covered his face with his hands. Ironically, whenever he closed his eyes, the dark world was filled with blood and corpses...

The painful days did not fade away as Yang Tian imagined. He always thought that those heavy memories would always dissipate slowly as time passed, but Yang Tian was wrong, and the dazzling scene became clearer day by day. Closed his eyes, and his eyes were filled with Leibia kneeling down, leaving hope for himself for survival at the cost of burning life, the huge and ferocious head, the sad roar that inadvertently permeated the throat, and the scene where the rich blood in his mouth soaked himself.

The moment the consciousness dissipated, the blurry sound in his ears became clearer at this moment. It was... Kelly was full of worrying shouts, tearing Yang Tian's heart every minute and every second.

Yang Tian could no longer bear it, and suddenly opened his eyes. The sad pictures in the dark instantly dissipated. He trembled his body. Yang Tian took out a fruit knife at his waist...

Obsessive-compulsive disorder? Or... paranoia?

Yang Tian smiled bitterly, rolled up his cuffs and looked at the crisscrossing scars on his forearms. However, why did such a picture remind him of Gerald? The father who had wounds all over his body and raised his baby with his own blood...

"Grass..." Yang Tian cursed in his mouth, and the sharp tip of the knife slashed hard on his arm, covering his mouth, and a bloody smell rushed in his mouth, without the deep desire in his heart, but Yang Tian was sadly discovering that this fishy liquid was so delicious, and he was used to being addicted, so he could no longer quit.

"I... really want to... crazy..." He grabbed his head in pain, stood up shakingly, took a step back to the dormitory, and knocked open the door. The familiar and unfamiliar faces in the room subconsciously looked at him. The dormitory, which was originally filled with a laughing atmosphere, disappeared without a trace when Yang Tian walked in.

Faces and eyes looked at each other, and the people in the room turned their heads one after another, looking absent-mindedly at the computer on the desk or the books in their hands. Their pretended appearance allowed people like Yang Tian to see through at first sight...

"I can see through it. If it were Han Jingyi, you..." Yang Tian murmured to himself suddenly, and his roommates were obviously used to Yang Tian's neurotic appearance. No one was involved or talked.

Sorry, I was disturbed. Yang Tian sighed softly in his heart, turned around and walked out of the dormitory, closed the door, stood blankly outside the door, looking at the people coming and going on the stairs, feeling confused in his heart...

In the dormitory behind him, a warm atmosphere gradually came out, stinging Yang Tian’s eardrums and urging Yang Tian to move away his lost legs.

Maybe he really is not suitable for this place. Three days ago, when the night was quiet, Yang Tian plopped up from the bed, sweating profusely, and shouted, "Do not to go! You will die!", one sleeping roommates woke up one after another. Looking at Yang Tian with haggard and sweaty faces, no one dared to accuse him of disturbing their rest. However, there was a complex emotion in their eyes, with a hint of fear, a hint of doubt, a hint of panic, and even... a hint of fear. The tense atmosphere made Yang Tian put on his clothes and leave the dormitory, looking at the dark night in the sky, just like this time, he didn't know where he should go.

Yang Tian didn't want to admit that he was depraved, but in fact, he was really like that.

Every day I vent my crazily in the gym, and my white body always lie on the bed in the hotel at night.

In the past month, Yang Tian always clicked the same number every time he came. It was not that he was nostalgic or fell in love with a prostitute, but that for him, everyone was the same, just a tool for venting.

What Yang Tian unexpectedly expected was that when he was about the 7th time he met her, the panting woman actually hugged her body tightly and murmured in her ear: "I love you."

Finally, Yang Tian exhausted himself day and night, suppressing the longing and longing that had been integrated into his bones to the lowest point. However, now a gentle word ignited the explosive barrel. Thinking of Kelly who shared the joys and sorrows with him and wanted to rub himself into her body, and remembering the gentle and stubborn Defne who was willing to wait for him and was gentle and stubborn. Of course, there was also a Han Jingyi who had silently paid for him without asking for a trace of return, but she easily let down Han Jingyi who made a promise to her. Yang Tian silently closed his eyes and shook his body madly again...Love? What is love?*** Such a pure thing, don't be defiled by love. Love is too heavy to bear.

Yang Tian is not stupid. Maybe she said this just to ask for an extra piece of paper with numbers printed on it, or maybe she said it too many times to different people and spoke habitually... But Yang Tian’s uproar in his heart could no longer be silent.

Time passed slowly, Yang Tian’s body was getting more and more wounds. Inadvertently, he fell into imagination and became more and more. Every day, no one was seen. After a classmate accidentally saw Yang Tian’s confused figure outside the school, he finally couldn’t stand Yang Tian’s behavior. This classmate was quite close to Yang Tian called Yang Tian to notify Yang Tian’s family. In fact, this classmate worked hard to enlighten Yang Tian to Zeng Want, but could not see any effect. He had to angry that he would let Yang Tian fall into depravity without fighting. However, he became more and more worried. This time, he finally picked up the phone, but not to the teacher, but to the man who had picked up the two of them and left a phone number. Yang Tian’s cousin was also Yang Tian’s only family here.

............

On the dining table, the gentle and sophisticated sister-in-law looked at Yang Tian worriedly and left silently. The nearly 30-year-old man sitting opposite Yang Tian was also silent. His eyes swept over the scars that were accidentally leaking under Yang Tian's collar. The man made a secret decision in his heart, maybe... it was time to notify Yang Tian's parents, maybe it was time to take this child to see a psychologist.

There were empty wine jars on the table under the ground. The man finally started to get to the point of the topic by pointing indirect words. He pointed to Yang Tian’s wound and said softly in a joke tone: “Who did it? Have you been with someone to be a little brother?”

"No, I accidentally scratched it." Yang Tian subconsciously pulled the collar with his hand, but he didn't expect that the cuffs of his raised hands fell, and dense scars appeared again.

"Why do you abuse yourself? Do you have this perverted mentality? Brother?" The man still said calmly. The jokes were not difficult to hear the slightest concern contained in it, and he was a little serious.

"I am a patient in your eyes. You feel that I am helpless. Maybe you will use the toilet. Of course, maybe you will be more conservative. After I left, call my parents. Maybe you are still thinking about how to convince me to go to the hospital for examination." Yang Tian raised his head and poured a can of beer, and glanced at the man with a blank look.

The man was slightly stunned and was seen through. What he said was almost the same as what he thought in his heart... And when the young man who seemed to be harmless in front of him swept his eyes like nothing, he actually felt like he was seen clearly naked, which surprised the man!

"Don't tell my parents, I don't want them to worry. I will cooperate with your arrangements." Yang Tian shrugged, threw away the empty wine can and said softly.

"My spirit may be a problem, paranoia, or something else. Obviously, I have good self-control. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. If I really fight, I'm not your opponent, right?" Yang Tian shrugged, looked at the thoughtful man in front of him, and chuckled, "Cousin, are you satisfied with this answer?"

The man frowned and thought about how to convince his cousin, but he didn't expect that the young man opposite seemed to have a certain understanding of his own situation. However, when he was not going to the hospital, he was at best to see a psychologist and find ways to quit his cousin's bad habit of self-abuse.

"Perfection, obsessive-compulsive disorder..." Yang Tian curled his lips and opened a can of beer again, put it on the table gently, with a self-deprecating tone: "Maybe, that shit syndrome is more suitable for my current situation. It's really ridiculous. How could I get infected with this kind of thing..."

The man laughed silently and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar cousin in front of him. He didn't know how he became like this. Maybe he had a mental problem. As for the syndrome, the man sneered. Of course, he knew what Yang Tian was talking about. But how could a young man who was so young and under the protection of his parents every day go to the battlefield, and how could he experience all kinds of cruel and cruel torture?

"You are nothing more than a young man infected with bad habits. Maybe in your opinion, the pressure from your parents and family makes your weak heart unable to bear it, so you choose to escape and cowardly. You just want to immerse yourself in your own world to vent and escape responsibility! Or is it the excitement from which girlfriend? A little bit of trivial matter makes you decadent like this! I can tell you if you don't have to go to the doctor!" The man said in a deep voice, picked up the beer and tilted his head. Looking at Yang Tian who lowered his head and said nothing, the man frowned again! There was no rebuttal, no words, and even an angry expression. Yang Tian seemed to be immersed in his own world again, turning a deaf ear to everything.

Is it exciting from my girlfriend? She does constitute a strong stroke in my life. Without her, maybe I would have been lost in the vast sea of ​​corpses... A beautiful face appeared in Yang Tian's mind, and the corners of his crystal mouth were slightly raised, with a warm and intoxicating smile, as if he was keeping his promise and waiting for his return.

"Drinking!" The man might feel that his words were too heavy, and he didn't know what to say at this time, so he had to pick up the beer and put it into his mouth.

Yang Tian also picked up the beer, but the memories in his mind were out of control. Too many pasts, too many pasts, too many beautiful memories made Yang Tian nowhere to escape. Despite the killing, despite the confusion, and even in that world, survival is often more cruel than fate... But... Yang Tian has to admit that outlining life with blood has become the main theme of his life. He has fallen too deep to extricate himself and cannot help himself.

"Brother, I'll ask you a question. Please make sure you answer me honestly." Yang Tian suddenly spoke, his voice with a hint of hoarseness.

The man's face was solemn. He never thought that such complex emotions could be mixed in his eyes. After a long silence, the man said, "Please guarantee that you will listen to my arrangements and I will answer you honestly."

He raised his head and gusted down a whole can of beer. Yang Tian flattened the can in his hand, lowered his head, looked at the crisscrossing scars on his arms, and asked in a low voice: "Why is life so painful? Or... it's only like this when he was young?"

The man's face was stunned and blurted out words that wanted to comfort him, but he remembered the promise just now, the look of Yang Tian, ​​and the self who struggled in this world. Although it was a peaceful era, everyone who survived had their own indescribable pain.

There was a silence in the room, the atmosphere was depressing, and it was so quiet that even the sound of the woman watering flowers in the living room could be clearly heard...

"You promised that you will answer me truthfully..." Just as the man was about to speak, Yang Tian suddenly spoke.

After hesitating for a long time, the man sighed softly and said slowly: "It's always the case."

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"Where have you gone?" On the phone, it was my cousin's angry voice. When she woke up early in the morning, Yang Tian was gone. Fortunately, his phone was still on.

"Go back to school and say hello to your roommate." Yang Tian spoke silently.

"I think you should come back now, or, where you are now, I'll pick you up!" the man said anxiously.

"No need, after making an appointment with the doctor, come to the school dormitory to find me." Yang Tian hung up the phone, aiming at the devastated prosperity on both sides of the street.

Every minute and every second, living in this prosperous world is a cruel torture to him. The cheers of every soldier in his mind and every promise made are torn apart and torture Yang Tian’s heart.

Looking at the crowd coming and going, people who didn't know what to pursue... Yang Tian smiled mockingly. He was once so out of place in that world, looking for the direction he came. When he truly returned to the beginning, he sadly discovered that he was still incompatible with this peaceful and prosperous world. Everything about him had been left in the cruel fate composed of blood and minced meat, perfectly integrated.

"Why, why should I change once in this incompatible world? But... I changed too deeply and I can never find my original appearance again." After passing by many people, Yang Tianhuan's dispersed eyes gradually became firm and he took a step forward...

!!!

There was still a depressing atmosphere in the dormitory, but Yang Tian no longer cared. He opened the cabinet and slowly started the computer.

On the screen on the black background, Yang Tian clicked the icon that changed his destiny.

Is Archive 1 loaded?

Yang Tian stopped, looked at the familiar option, moved his mouse to the square, and stopped.

"For me, this world should be the place where the Hell Pass is truly teleported... The Heaven Pass is not worthy of its name." In a low murmur, with a wry smile, the slightly trembling fingers gently clicked after a brief hesitation...

(The book is over)
Chapter completed!