Chapter 30 Death
Unable to contact Lin Han, Song Ziyi felt something was wrong.
Relying on the access control information that Lin Han had recorded for him after much pestering, Song Ziyi went straight into Lin Han's home and found Lin Han still in the game state in the game cabin.
Through the viewing window above the game console, one could see Lin Han, submerged in nutrient solution, his eyes closed and his expression normal. The liquid softened his features, and he looked less cold and callous than when he had previously rejected Song Ziyi. Nothing seemed out of place. The game console's data monitoring also showed that his physical indicators were in good condition. However...
They had been out of contact for a day, seventeen hours to be exact.
Song Ziyi received no reply to the information he sent to Lin Han about the hidden character in the lifestyle. After a night of silence, Song Ziyi, who was full of curiosity, could not contain himself and came here in a hurry under the pretext of "worrying about Lin Han".
Lin Han is not like him, who would be addicted to playing games without counting the time. Even if he forgot the time when he first entered the game, he would always think of quitting the game to contact him and discuss the unique features of the so-called "hidden character" in the life mode.
Of course, this was mainly to satisfy Song Ziyi's own curiosity, and it was probably not Lin Han's idea. However, in Song Ziyi's stereotype, Lin Han would not be the kind of person who was still immersed in the game at this moment.
After all, he's a game maker.
Song Ziyi: This is not like him.
However, even though Song Ziyi accidentally guessed that it was not normal for Lin Han not to quit the game, he did not really try to pull Lin Han out of the game at this moment, but lay down on the sofa next to him. He wanted to see how long it would take for Lin Han to come out, and then he would definitely laugh at him severely.
At this time, Lin Han had no idea that Song Ziyi, whom he had high hopes for, was about to see him perform. He was still struggling to survive under Yin Yue's hands, and almost forgot the reality outside the game.
Because he had tried several times before but failed to leave the game, he probably needed to complete the current copy before he could try to leave. Gradually, this option disappeared from Lin Han's list of options.
When he regained consciousness this time, the view outside the window was still hazy white. The white snow fell with an exaggerated momentum that he could imagine, burying countless things outside in an instant.
Lin Han, who had just woken up, was still a little dazed because of his poor physical condition. As he stared at the snow falling outside the window, a thought flashed through his mind uncontrollably: Could it be that he had slept for a whole day, skipping the agonizing second day and moving directly to the third day?
This is of course a luxury, but it was so difficult to stay with Yin Yue that he began to fantasize about such unrealistic things.
He was still the only one in the room, Yin Yue was not there.
Lin Han gathered the blanket around him, curled up, coughed softly, and leaned against the wall without moving.
Yin Yue disappeared, but Lin Han was not curious. He even hoped that Yin Yue would disappear without a trace and never come back. It might be safer for him to stay here alone for another two days than to stay with Yin Yue.
one person......
Lin Han swallowed his saliva and silently turned his head to look at the green cabinet next to him. Through the slightly open gap, it seemed that there was a pair of eyes staring at him, forcing him to turn his head away immediately and not dare to look again.
Lin Han: It’s fake, everything is fake, everything is an illusion.
He used these words to deceive himself so that he could accept the reality that he had to live in the same room with a corpse.
But that is really safer than getting along with Yin Yue, and there is no need to compete with Yin Yue in wits and courage. He just needs to stay like this to maintain the status quo.
It seemed that because of these "novel" experiences, Lin Han unexpectedly became weak.
Yes, no normal person can remain calm after experiencing all these things. Yin Yue gives people too much oppression, and Lin Han is forced and knows that he is in a weak position.
When you are not in good spirits, the discomfort in your body will be intensified.
Lin Han's hands and ankles ached slightly.
He hesitated for a moment, then stretched his hand out from the blanket. Suddenly out of the warm environment, his skin tensed up in an instant, even his hairs seemed to stand up, and he became stiff and unable to move.
The chill was biting, the pain sharp and gradually becoming clearer.
There was still a simple bandage on his wrist left by Yin Yue. Recalling Yin Yue's performance at that time, he was indeed worried and nervous, but his bandage was not as worried as he showed.
Too simple, even careless.
It was not disinfected and did not adhere properly. When I opened my fingers, I could see the wound in a not-so-good condition through the gap. The dust and blood that had gotten on it at some point made it look very bad, with yellowing and pus oozing from the edges.
No wonder he felt that his condition was getting worse and worse. It was normal for wound infection to occur.
Yin Yue, who kept saying that he was worried about him, did not do anything to treat his wounds, which was completely different from the worry he expressed.
The injury on the hand was caused by Lin Han himself, but the injury on the ankle was caused by Yin Yue herself.
He used his gaze as a blade, easily and absurdly devouring the small piece of flesh from Lin Han's ankle.
Like a monster.
A powerful and irresistible monster.
He is misleading people and has ulterior motives.
Lin Han moved with difficulty, revealing his injured foot. Unlike the wound on his wrist, the small bow tied with the bandage seemed to show Yin Yue's good mood at the time, and even the bandage was done with a bit more care.
Lin Han could no longer remember what the wound looked like at this time. He only remembered that the wound was a whole concave area.
There was a brown bloodstain on the bandage. He touched it carefully and found that there was indeed a slightly sunken arc.
Lin Han inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was inexplicably relieved that things were just as he had imagined.
He knew that what he did was not right. No normal person would deliberately touch his unhealed wound. But it was obvious that the time he spent with Yin Yue had driven him to a point of mental disorder.
The discomfort in his body worsened, becoming more obvious the moment he became aware of it. A series of symptoms caused by the wound infection made his exposed hands and feet suddenly feel hot, and he didn't feel cold even after he took them back.
It was clear that he had only been awake for a few minutes.
Lin Han opened his eyes hard, trying to wake himself up, and then slowly pulled his hands and feet back into the blanket.
It's just three days, this kind of injury won't take his life. All he needs to do is recuperate in the limited time and recover as much energy as possible to deal with the silver moon that may appear at any time.
Rest for a while.
Sleep a little longer.
While Yin Yue is away, I can rest assured...
Lin Han's thoughts came to an abrupt halt, his eyes fixed on the dark corner between the green cabinet and the door. He saw a pair of shoes slightly outside. He raised his eyes and struggled to make out a figure in the blurry darkness.
Silver Moon.
It was snowing heavily outside the window, it was still dark, and there was no light in the house. Lin Han had not noticed that corner. He also didn't know when Yin Yue stood in that corner, nor how long he had been watching.
Lin Han had never been so clear-headed.
The previous drowsiness and hot headedness were now like a bucket of ice water poured over my head, and the tension and chill almost froze me to the bones.
He wanted to say something like "Why are you there?" or "What are you doing there" to ease the awkward atmosphere, but he couldn't utter a single word through his stammering lips.
The more you understand Yin Yue, the less you can remain calm in front of him. Anyone in front of him seems to be intimidated by his oppressive feeling and becomes a trembling being controlled.
The silver moon came closer and closer, gradually becoming clearer and larger in Lin Han's vision, and then squatted in front of him.
He was taller than Lin Han, and squatted in front of him, almost completely covering Lin Han in shadow.
It was clear that they had just reached an unspoken understanding before Lin Han woke up, but somehow, everything changed after just a night's sleep.
In such a dim environment, with the silver moon behind him, Lin Han couldn't even see his face clearly. He could only vaguely see a bit of cold light in his dark eyes.
The Silver Moon became very dangerous. The danger seemed to have lost the uniqueness that allowed Lin Han to survive under the protection of the Silver Moon, and the tacit understanding between them had become a unilateral tacit understanding on the part of Lin Han.
Silvermoon will no longer comply.
The sky seemed to be getting darker. Lin Han looked up at Yin Yue silently without dodging, as if this could maintain his last dignity as a player.
For him, the game was very successful in some aspects, but he said the player's gaming experience was not very pleasant.
But he didn't have time to think too much. Lin Han was just in a daze, and Yin Yue took action first.
He lifted one side of the blanket wrapped around Lin Han, reached under the hem of Lin Han's clothes, and placed his warm fingers on his skin.
Because of shock, Lin Han did not stop or resist at all.
Something must have been different, without him knowing.
Yin Yue would say ambiguous words and all kinds of unclear language, but he had never touched Lin Han like this.
Lin Han even had the feeling that Yin Yue didn't like to touch him, and most of the time, Yin Yue was just talking nonsense.
So at this time, Lin Han felt something was wrong and even more dangerous, but he wanted to escape, but he couldn't escape at all.
The position where Yin Yue grabbed him was rather awkward, below his chest and above his waist, where he could feel the bulge of his ribs. This was also a very fragile spot, and it would hurt if he applied a little force.
Lin Han was in great pain at this moment.
Yin Yue's grip was very strong. For some reason, it seemed as if he was using force maliciously. Lin Han frowned and tried to push him away, but it was no use. Just as he was about to speak, Yin Yue spoke first.
"Hot."
Without any clue, Lin Han didn't even have the mind to explore at this moment. His lips were trembling with pain. If he sent someone else down, Yin Yue would directly break his ribs.
Lin Han: "What's hot? Let go first..."
"I wanted to stay with you a little longer, but you rested for too long," Yin Yue said with some regret, "My dear, we have to say goodbye here."
Lin Han was stunned. He got some new information from Yin Yue's tone, but he was not given the chance to process the information at all. It seemed that he was about to be crushed to death by Yin Yue.
The incident happened too quickly, leaving him no chance to recover.
The human body seemed so weak in front of him. The large palm only exerted slight force, but Lin Han, who was tightly grasped, felt so much pain that his eyes went black and his limbs became weak.
Lin Han: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."
He couldn't say anything further.
The hand that was hitting Yin Yue's arm lost its strength and fell down directly. The body gradually twisted in pain and curled up in the corner, almost crushed by Yin Yue's hand.
Lin Han's eyes were completely dark and he could not see anything, but he could clearly hear the sound of shattering coming from his body. His lungs were pierced by broken bones and bloody foam rose in his throat.
He seemed to be really dying.
Rather than dying in such pain, it would be better not to survive in the first place.
Depressing thoughts, remorse, and regret were evident in the face of the pain brought by death. Lin Han could hardly bear it and shed a few tears in shame.
It was obvious that Yin Yue had many ways to kill him, and none of them would take more than a few seconds, but he chose such a painful way.
What exactly does he hate?
Lin Han felt the coming of death more clearly than ever before. Perhaps he should make an appointment to see a psychologist later.
He seemed to be really dying. So this is what death feels like.
Yin Yue's hands had already crushed his body. Just as Lin Han fell there with his eyes dazed, a pair of hands stretched out from the cold and hard wall behind him, passed through his armpits, grabbed his shoulders and dragged him into the wall.
In a trance, he heard the sound of Yin Yue's hand being pulled out of his body, the sound of blood dripping onto the ground, and Yin Yue's puzzled murmur.
Then, Lin Han completely lost consciousness.
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In the quiet living room, Song Ziyi was lying on the sofa and almost falling asleep.
He was regretting his rash behavior of rushing to Lin Han's house. Since he didn't have the courage to wake Lin Han up, it would be better for him to stay at home and play by himself instead of waiting here. Or, could he move his own game cabin over to share it with Lin Han next time?
Just as he was daydreaming, the game cabin that had been silent for a long time suddenly became turbulent. When Song Ziyi just sat up in confusion, he saw the game cabin suddenly pop open, and the wet Lin Han crawled half of his body out of it in a mess. He lay there with difficulty and gasped for breath, then turned over and fell to the ground, his face frighteningly pale and his chest heaving violently.
He didn't notice Song Ziyi next to him, who was shivering and lifting the hem of his clothes, revealing a bulging dark red handprint above his waist.
Lin Han: Holy shit.
Song Ziyi: Holy crap.
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