The blush on Du Sanying's face gradually faded. He took two steps back cautiously, hunched over and looked at Bai Liu: "Who are you?"

Why do you know so much about him? If you are not my friend...

"I used you before." Bai Liu said without hesitation, "That's why you don't want to see me."

Bai Liu looked at Du Sanying and said, "But I never forced you. You were willing to be used by me. Your luck and intuition told you that you should follow me, so you stood on the same team with me."

"Now what's your intuition?"

Du Sanying was stunned. He slowly stood up straight - this man was right.

His luck made him believe in Bai Liu, so he was so obedient at the beginning.

But why would the parrot ask him to leave this man?

Bai Liu glanced at the parrot outside the window calmly: "Do you know why you chose a parrot to record your memories?"

Du Sanying shook his head obediently.

His mind was blank now, and most of the time he acted based on a residual, lucky hunch.

For example, anyone who gets close to him will definitely not have a good ending, for example, believe what the parrot says.

For example, this guy named Bai Liu, he should follow him.

"Because in this world, you can no longer find a second way to record your memories." Bai Liu said calmly, "You are in a dangerous game, but you can always survive by relying on your own luck, even though this luck may sometimes hurt others."

"You reject such memories, so you clear them once a week, but even so, you have to continue to survive in this game painfully."

Du Sanying couldn't help but ask: "Why? Can't I leave this game?"

"No." Bai Liu replied, "Because you still have desires that have not been satisfied."

Bai Liu raised his eyes and said, "You want to make up for the misfortunes caused by your good fortune. You want to revive your parents, brothers and sisters, and the friends who died because of you. You want to end this unfortunate good fortune and redeem all the misfortunes caused by you."

"And this game gives you hope and desire."

Du Sanying's hands trembled uncontrollably, and he shook his head unconsciously, trying to refute Bai Liu's words, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't utter a word.

Because he doesn't remember anything.

Bai Liu continued, "You cannot reveal this game to anyone. Paper cannot record game information, and electronic devices cannot save game information. Even if you tell someone about the game, his memory will be erased after seven seconds."

Du Sanying retorted: "But the parrot remembers the game, and it also remembers you!"

"If I'm not mistaken, this parrot should be a game prop that you won. It meets your core desires and was placed in reality by you as a carrier of your memory." Bai Liu's eyes moved to the parrot, "--it was originally a creature in the game."

Mu Sicheng beside him suddenly realized: "So this parrot can remember everything in the game."

Bai Liu extended his hand to Du Sanying. He was sincere and honest, and his dark eyes, like mirrors, fully reflected the hesitant Du Sanying.

The reflection was as clear as the pool downstairs, and Du Sanying was dazed for a moment.

"I may be a bad person." Bai Liu said softly, "but I have never hurt you, and more importantly--"

"——You can't hurt me either. My misfortune is innate, far greater than the misfortune you can bring. And the good fortune that you sneer at is what I dream of."

Bai Liu raised his eyes and looked at him, then took a step forward and approached Du Sanying.

Du Sanying was stared at by Bai Liu and couldn't retreat, he just stood there in a daze.

He saw that there seemed to be wild cold wind and snow lingering in Bai Liu's eyes, there were melted pieces of ice floating, there were raging fire and strong acid hissing and smoking, and they misted Bai Liu's eyes.

Those clear moments were fleeting. Amid the smoke, dust, snow and destruction, a figure emerged in her eyes. That figure disappeared from Bai Liu's eyes, like a beautiful memory that did not exist, fleeting and gone with the wind.

Du Sanying felt as if he saw... this person was heartbroken.

"I beg you to help me." Bai Liu said softly, "Use your luck to save the people who are important to me."

Du Sanying was silent for a moment, then he lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "...If I go, can I really save people, not harm them?"

"No." Bai Liu looked at him and smiled. "When a person's life is already unfortunate enough, the misfortune you bring may just be a manifestation of luck."

"You will not harm me, the person I want to save, or the five escorts on the plane."

Bai Liu lowered his eyes: "Because they couldn't have a more unfortunate ending than this."

Du Sanying gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and held Bai Liu's hand tightly: "Okay, I'll go with you. What can I do to save them?"

Bai Liu quickly explained the current situation to Du Sanying.

Du Sanying was somewhat confused: "The plane is already over Antarctica and is about to crash. What can I do?"

"I can teleport you to this plane and use your luck to see if you can shoot the plane down in advance and land it in the sea instead of on the ground. This will reduce the degree of damage to the plane and try to preserve the people and property on the plane." Bai Liu said.

Du Sanying was horrified: "Teleport me to a plane that's about to crash?!"

Bai Liu held him down and said calmly, "I'll go with you."

Du Sanying was so frightened that his face turned pale, but he managed to keep his composure. He grabbed Bai Liu's arm and asked weakly, "How, how do you transmit it?"

Bai Liu's eyes rested on the parrot on the balcony: "Use the game props."

Du Sanying started playing games about a year ago, which happened to be the time when his family had an accident. It is easy to infer that the core desire that stimulated Du Sanying to play games should be related to this traffic accident.

For example, a core desire is to instantly transport the entire family away from the scene of a traffic accident.

This parrot is a game prop that can only be brought into reality because it meets Du Sanying's core desire, and the person behind the scenes has carefully designed it...

Bai Liu had good reason to suspect that the real function of this parrot was a teleportation tool.

Following Bai Liu's instructions, Tang Erda pressed down the base of the parrot's wings and brought the parrot back from outside the balcony.

The parrot stretched its neck and screamed loudly, flapping its wings continuously: "Bai Liu! Bad! Bai Liu! Bad!"

Du Sanying was worried, but couldn't bear it, so he couldn't help but remind it softly: "Be gentle, it's uncomfortable."

Bai Liu took the parrot from Tang Er's thug and handed it to Du Sanying.

The parrot quickly climbed onto Du Sanying's shoulder, tilted its head and rubbed him, blinked its green eyes, moved its claws and put them close to Du Sanying's ear, and whispered as if to tell someone something: "Bai Liu, bad boy, run away."

Du Sanying didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He raised his hand and touched the parrot's head. After hesitating for a moment, he covered the parrot's eyes and said, "... Using the props won't hurt it, right?"

"No." Bai Liu looked at him, "But you need to remember how to use this prop."

Du Sanying frowned in distress: "...but I really don't remember."

"It's obviously a voice-controlled prop." Liu Jiayi prompted, "Have you designed some keywords for the parrot to use, such as white willow?"

When the parrot heard this word, it fluttered its wings again and shouted arrogantly, "Bai Liu, bad——!!!"

Du Sanying calmly covered the parrot's mouth: "Let me think about it."

"If you and your family were involved in a serious traffic accident, what keywords would you choose to send everyone out?" Liu Jiayi said.

Du Sanying raised his head hesitantly: "Traffic accident?"

"Yes, it was a very serious traffic accident. We searched for the bodies for a week but still couldn't find them all because the passengers' bodies were all fused together due to the burning of gasoline and the violent collision. They were a bloody mess and could not be distinguished." Bai Liu narrated clearly.

Du Sanying's pupils shrank slightly. He lowered his head to avoid it and began to bite his fingernails nervously. He said in a low voice: "It sounds... very serious."

Bai Liu: "You tried to separate your family from others and piece together their remains for separate burials, but you couldn't do it, and neither could anyone else. If you had to do it, you would have to do a lot of DNA testing."

"…Finally, the families of the victims discussed and established a collective cemetery, where everyone was buried together. On the day of mourning for the victims, you, as the only survivor of the accident, became the focus of the crowd."

Du Sanying's breathing began to rapid.

"The relatives of the victims who came to the memorial service asked how you survived. Some people cared about you and comforted you. Many people expressed their sympathy for you and told you that you were lucky to be alive. Two families even said they wanted to support you to go to college - because in their eyes, you are also a victim, the only one who survived."

"But you know you're not. You feel like a perpetrator. You know their loved ones died because of your luck."

“And they want to help you.”

Du Sanying covered his head and shook it continuously, his eyes blank, as if Bai Liu's words brought him back to the original scene.

He kept apologizing mechanically, his eyes widened and tears flowed unconsciously:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Bai Liu held Du Sanying's hands, forced him to look into her eyes, and continued cruelly: "--When you were buried in the collective cemetery, you disappeared. Everyone was very worried about you and looked for you everywhere. In the end, they found that you had buried yourself in the cemetery, but fortunately, you were found again."

"Because a child was playing and digging in the unfinished cemetery, he was directly crushed to death by the fallen monument, and that's how everyone found you buried in the cemetery."

"That child is from one of the two families that wanted to help you. His father died in the accident. He liked you very much and called you brother, so his mother felt sympathy for you and wanted to help you. She never expected that she would bring such a misfortune upon herself."

"Does he remind you of your sister?"

Du Sanying began to tremble all over. He struggled to pull his hand back, tears streaming down his face. He almost howled: "——Don't say that anymore!!"

Bai Liu did not stop mercifully, but instead moved closer and stared into Du Sanying's tearful eyes:

"When you crawled out of the grave and knelt on the ground holding the dead body of the child, when you were holding the bodies of your dead parents, sister, elder sister and brother and breaking them into pieces at the scene of the accident, what were you shouting?"

"Why did your memory fail after that and you refused to remember anything?"

Du Sanying slid to his knees exhausted, his tears could not stop flowing, he tilted his head back and the tears rolled down his jaw, his voice was full of hoarse despair, so miserable as if his heart and liver had been dug out.

"Help! Someone please save them!!"

"Let me die!! Let them live!!"

Du Sanying cried at the top of his lungs, he hunched over, lowered his head, and his tears fell to the ground one by one.

"——I don't want to live happily, let me die unhappily."

The parrot's hair crest stood up, and it sang loudly: "——Let me die miserably!!"

A dazzling white light descended on Du Sanying's shoulders, enveloping him and Bai Liu.

After the white light, the two people disappeared on the spot.