My Iyashikei Game Chapter 368: Firefly and night sky

Looking at the search page on the phone screen, Han Fei couldn't look away for a long time. He didn't understand why the comedian in front of him would search for such things.

In his opinion, the other party has everything he ever wanted to have. He has become an excellent comedian, has many works liked by people, and lives in a spacious house where he can lie on a comfortable and soft sofa. inside.

The man in room 4094 is Han Fei's ideal self in his previous fantasy, but when he really saw the other person, he found that the other person was not only unhappy, but even reached a very dangerous point.

"Why is this?"

Through brief exchanges, Han Fei can probably see that the comedian is a kind and gentle person. He is holding his child in the middle of the night to visit. The other party thinks of all kinds of dark things the first time, but thinks of the child. I'm sick and need help.

"He shouldn't live like this, people like this shouldn't live like this!" Han Fei saw his shadow in the comedian, and he repeated this sentence in his heart, more often than not. Let yourself be shaken.

The phone on the sofa vibrated suddenly and a new message was received.

Han Fei subconsciously touched the screen, it was a private chat.

Troublesome: "Can you contact Yanzu? I sent him a lot of messages and made a lot of phone calls, but he didn't return me."

Troublesome: "He deleted all the things in the circle of friends. After I clicked to see it, there was nothing but blank."

Troublesome: "Are you there? Firefly? You have been bubbling less and less recently. Don't scare me!"

The guy called the brainy head sent several messages in a row, and the busy comedian in the bedroom heard the vibration, and he hurried out.

Picking up the phone, the young man immediately made a call after reading the message, but no one answered him.

I dialed several times in a row, and there was only a beeping busy tone on the phone, no one connected, and no one hung up, like an invisible black hole.

"Why didn't you answer the phone? Didn't you say it was done?"

The calmness on the young man's face has completely disappeared. Han Fei didn't know who was his on the phone, but he could feel the young man's restlessness.

Opening the group chat, the young man finally received a reply after chatting privately with a large number of people.

After seeing the reply, he stood in the living room, keeping his posture, motionless, his eyes fixed on the screen.

After a long time, he didn't react until Han Fei walked over and saw the content on the phone.

He habitually squeezed a far-fetched smile on his face. He did not hide the content on the phone, but said with a lonely expression: "A friend of mine is gone."

"Gone?"

The young man glanced at the night sky outside the window: "Go there."

Speaking these two words, it seemed that he had exhausted his energy, and his tired body sat on the sofa like a worn-out cloth sack.

Opening the thin quilt, he seemed to be looking for the medicine bottle he had put in the bedroom, and he seemed to be using it to hide his trembling fingers.

The black mobile phone lit up with dim light again, and messages kept coming, and the young man opened those messages in front of Han Fei.

The man appeared to be completely different from the previous one, replying seriously one by one, and finally he clicked on a group chat called Happiness Community, looked at one of the avatars that would never light up, and wanted to say something What, but I can’t type.

Thinking: "@Everyone, it has just been determined that the youngest child in our group left three hours ago. His account data, as before, will be kept by Yinghuo."

I knew it in one day hahahaha: "Yanzu is gone? Are you sure? Are you sure when you go to the hospital! He is the most cheerful child in our group. The doctor said before that his recovery is very good! We still It’s an appointment to join the foreign server players next time they go online!"

Ruyu drinking water: "The child showed me the homework he wrote seriously the day before yesterday. He clearly said he was going to go back to school?"

Looking at the scrolling messages on the screen, the young man finally typed a few words.

Firefly: "It's true. I contacted his stepfather, but unfortunately I didn't tell him to reconcile with him until the end. I'm sorry."

Troublesome: "Why do you apologize? You don't need to apologize to anyone!"

Ruyu drinking water: "We are all very uncomfortable, but don’t let our emotions take over. Please pay attention to taking the medicine on time. If Yanzu’s account is really unwilling to accept his stepfather, then we will follow the rules and give it to Yinghuo. Right."

I knew it in one day hahahaha: "Thanks for your hard work, Firefly."

An account and password were sent to the young man's mobile phone. He watched the account and posted it for a long time, then turned on the computer and used the child's account to log in to a virtual game on a social platform.

This game is to develop a business style. The boy’s image in the game is tall and strong, and he looks very handsome. His signature is Yanzu’s new Shanghai ancestor, but in reality he is small and thin, often bullied and always being bullied. Framed, and not good at communicating with people and dealing with various relationships.

The farm he built has not been taken care of for a long time. The last time he landed was half a year ago.

This game requires a social platform account to log in. It is completely tied to a social account and records various traces left by a person on the Internet. There is a memory screening room, a book of joy, a sad emotion processing station, etc. Wait.

Manipulate the villain to walk in the room. The only krypton gold item in Yanzu’s hut is a huge rare-level photo frame. There is a photo in the frame with dozens of people in it. Everyone is a game image. It's just that part of the image has turned gray.

Looking at the group photo, the young man slowly lowered his head and looked away.

Walking to the young man's side, Han Fei lightly patted him on the back.

The man’s head can’t be lifted anymore. He supported the table with both hands, suppressed the choking, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: “I met this child in a healing game, in that happy community. In group chats, most of them were patients. For various reasons, we got together to cheer and hold on to each other, but many of the avatars never lighted up again."

"Did you establish that group?"

"It was handed to me by an old man who has passed away. I am now the only manager." The young man is a very good actor~IndoMTL.com~Controlling emotions is the basic skill of an actor, so he raised his head again At that time, there was not much pain on his face, he tried his best to show a kind of sunshine, even if he was already full of holes.

Take a note from the locked drawer. The young man turns it slowly. Different account numbers and passwords are recorded on each page. His turning movements are very slow. It seems that this thin sheet of paper is very unusual. heavy.

Finding a blank page, the man carefully recorded the boy's account number and password. He checked it three times and confirmed that it was correct before putting the notebook back in the drawer.

"I really didn't expect that the child would leave before us." The young man stared blankly at the boy’s virtual game character. The child’s virtual account and all his memories were not claimed by anyone, a living one. People, only these are left in the end: "He is obviously the most cheerful and optimistic person in the group. Every day he encourages everyone to post his own good changes in the circle of friends..."

"It is optimistic that no matter how far you play, you will not be happy."

Han Fei didn’t understand why he said this sentence. He didn’t even know who he said it to. Maybe he was talking about a boy who had left, maybe he was talking about a young man, maybe he was talking about Speak of himself.