Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 278 Poem of Life 23: A cornered dog jumps over the wall

Sheng Nancheng's eyes turned red and he sniffed to stop himself from crying.

Fu Shi chuckled and rubbed Sheng Nancheng's head twice: "Why are you crying?"

"I want you to stay with me." Sheng Nancheng whispered, his tone full of pleading: "Always stay with me, Brother Shi, I miss you so much."

Ever since entering this dungeon, Sheng Nanchengyi always has to give Fu Shi some advice when getting along with him.

Even if, what if, what if?

As long as he could convince Fu Shi, he could keep this person here. He didn't want to let this person leave.

He still remembered that his brother was very talented when he was a child. He would make kites for them and fly the kites very high with the tacit approval of the dean's mother.

Brother Shi said that we must hold the kite string tightly so that the kite will not get lost and will eventually be brought back.

Then if he holds on to Shi Ge's string tightly, can he also bring Shi Ge back?

Sheng Nancheng had no selfish motives, he just wanted Fu Shi to stay and live.

This was all he asked for from the beginning to the end. As long as Fu Shi agreed, then all the impossibilities would not stop them in the slightest.

Fu Shi looked at Sheng Nancheng's bright eyes and the stubbornness in them, without any ripples in his heart.

He suddenly chuckled and tapped his neck with his fingertips. The outer disguise was removed, revealing a hideous scar.

The scar looked like it had been there for a long time, extending from under the clothes to Fu Shi's chin. The dark red scar burned Sheng Nancheng's eyes, and the little crybaby turned his head away.

Fu Shi stretched out his hand and simply counted. He said, "This should be my fifth attempt to get rid of everything that was left behind, Xiaocheng. Survival has always been the least of my worries. I have only tried six times. The first five times were all because I was trapped in hell and collapsed. The sixth time, I killed all those demons."

"I really should let you see that sea of ​​fire." Fu Shi seemed to be thinking of something particularly beautiful. He was a little intoxicated. He raised his hand: "The flames licked my skin, and the warm red ocean enveloped me. The terrifying flames were a relief to me."

"You can never stop me." Fu Shi flicked Sheng Nancheng's forehead with his finger: "I don't have any attachment to the whole world. Not only you, but no one can stop me. Do you understand?"

"I don't want to understand." Sheng Nancheng cried and held Fu Shi's hand. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything to keep him: "Brother, I don't want to understand. I don't want to understand at all."

"You're crying like I'm dead." Fu Shi complained, "I'm not dead, at least not now."

The little crybaby was so anxious that he almost jumped up. He looked at Fu Shi and then at He Feng, and finally burst into tears.

He Feng said cheerfully: "He really works hard, doesn't he?"

Fu Shi called Lu Ming to come over and take the crying kid away to comfort him, while answering He Feng's question: "Brother, please stop him at least. What if he cries and runs out of water?"

"That's none of my business." He Feng said with a smile, "I'll even give you a chance to return to your right path in exchange for the lack of water."

Fu Shi: ...

"Are all of you in the family-annihilation organization so stubborn?" Fu Shi laughed angrily: "But you won't listen to my refusal?"

"Yes." He Feng nodded in agreement. He looked at Fu Shi and said seriously, "The tradition of the family-annihilation organization has been established since the beginning of the generation. That is, we must follow through on something we have decided on, just like you."

Fu Shi always felt that He Feng was beating around the bush and saying that he was very suitable for the family-annihilation organization, and he was a little confused.

He Feng curled his lips: "Don't doubt it, that's what I mean."

Fu Shi was speechless again.

What's going on? It's never-ending, right?

Fu Shi glanced at He Feng who was very determined, then looked at Sheng Nancheng who was sobbing and wiping his face, and couldn't help but mutter, "Two stubborn donkeys."

Just then the aroma of rice wafted over, and Fu Shi ran away without stopping.

Shen Zishu and Lu Ming prepared five dishes and one soup in total, taking care of everyone's tastes while ensuring adequate nutrition.

Sheng Nancheng poked at the rice in the bowl angrily while glaring at Fu Shi, almost pouncing on him like crazy.

Fu Shi ignored the little crybaby's sad look. He took a bite of the Kung Pao Chicken and it was so delicious that he wanted to cry.

The most important thing is that this dish is not spicy! His stomach cannot handle spicy food at all, but he loves to eat this kind of hot and spicy food. As a result, his stomach hurts when he eats it, and it goes on and on. Previously, it was only because of Shi Fu's attention that he got better.

Now that he finally got to eat the non-spicy, hot and spicy dish, Fu Shi was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

The little crybaby was about to speak again, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Fu Shi stuffed a spoonful of diced chicken into his mouth. For a moment, he could only close his mouth and chew, his eyes becoming even more resentful.

Some people in the barrage didn't quite understand why Sheng Nancheng continued to persuade Fu Shi even though he had clearly expressed many times that he would not turn back.

[I don't know how to describe you who asked this question. Why don't you persuade him? Do you want Shishi to die quickly? It's crazy. Understand the relationship between Shishi and Kubao. He was raised by Shishi and protected by Shishi since he was a child. If it weren't for Shishi, Kubao wouldn't be alive and standing in front of you and me now. You ask why Kubao keeps persuading him. Why do you think so?]

[Those are the relatives of Crybaby. Do you want to let Crybaby watch his brother Shi die? To put it bluntly, if you were asked to watch your relatives die, you wouldn't stop them? So can you put yourself in their shoes? I'm asking if you can!]

[What you said before is right. Moreover, even if it is just a passerby, we can't just remain indifferent. That is a life, a living life. How come you have been in horror games for so long that you have forgotten this?]

He Feng put down his chopsticks. He looked at the scrolling comments and just wanted to give these people a thumbs up.

Anyone who asks Crybaby why he stopped her probably never thought about why she didn't stop him.

He and Fu Shi had not known each other for long, and he still had a filter for him at the beginning, and their relationship was not that close. Even now, he could not persuade Fu Shi as clearly as a crybaby, so he could only tell Fu Shi in a roundabout way.

But Crybaby has such a good relationship with Fu Shi. If Crybaby can really remain indifferent and neither persuade nor stop him, He Feng would think that he has misjudged him.

Shen Zishu considerately served He Feng a bowl of chicken soup. He Feng chuckled, took it and started to drink it.

Fragrant!

Maybe it was because Shen Zishu’s cooking was so delicious, Sheng Nancheng didn’t bother to persuade him and just ate the rice silently.

Fu Shi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he could finally take a break.

But this moment only lasted until the end of dinner. After cleaning up the pots and pans, Sheng Nancheng followed Fu Shi and went into the tent with him.

So, in the small tent, Fu Shi and Sheng Nancheng looked at each other, and in less than two seconds, Sheng Nancheng was packed up and thrown out of the tent.

"You need to take a break." Fu Shi begged, "Be good, go sleep with your boyfriend, don't look for me."

Sheng Nancheng moved over stubbornly: "No, I want to sleep with you."

Fu Shi: "Stop it! That guy! Hurry! Take him away!"

Lu Ming was also a little helpless. He shook his head to indicate that he had no other options.

This made Fu Shi look down on Lu Mingle. Could he have some status in the family?

He took a deep breath, looked at Sheng Nancheng who was already lying in his tent, and thought about how to drive him out.

"Brother Shi." Sheng Nancheng said softly, "I want to hear you talk about what happened before."

Fu Shi paused. Those dark pasts were not worth talking about. Looking at Sheng Nancheng's serious expression, he really couldn't think of any experience worth talking about.

His past was bloody, full of suffering, torture and violence, and was not suitable for telling children about.

So Fu Shi, who had no idea what to do with the crying kid, sighed and held up his index finger: "I'll tell you a story, you go back to sleep, I want some time alone with Doctor Shi."

Sheng Nancheng's eyes lit up, he nodded and couldn't help but add: "Don't tell me that bedtime story. You've been telling me that story since I can remember, and you haven't changed it even when I'm older!"

Fu Shi smiled: "There are a lot of things to do."

He told Sheng Nancheng about the scene in which he killed the first person.

To call that beast a human being is to flatter him. Fu Shi still remembers the feeling when the sharpened spoon was inserted into his carotid artery. The red blood splattered into his eyes, but he was extremely excited.

He used all his "rewards" on the pig once, until the pig died.

Even now, I still feel happy when I think of Fu Shi.

"Then he convulsed and died." Fu Shi spoke with pride and pride. When he lowered his head to look at Sheng Nancheng in his arms, he found that he had fallen asleep. He poked Sheng Nancheng's fleshy cheek helplessly and said, "You are so stupid."

Lu Ming finally took the crying baby back home. After he learned the truth in the morning, his emotions went out of control and he cried for a long time before stopping.

It seemed like he had a rest at noon, but only Lu Ming knew how restless Sheng Nancheng's sleep was, filled with nonsense mumbling, subconscious twitching and unstoppable tears.

Rather than saying he was sleeping, it would be more appropriate to say that Sheng Nancheng had a fight in his sleep.

Those chaotic and panic-inducing dreams tortured Sheng Nancheng's nerves. When he finally woke up from the nightmare, he wanted to go find Fu Shi, but he was afraid of disturbing Fu Shi's rest, so he could only squat outside Fu Shi's tent and wait for Fu Shi to come out before rushing over.

Although there were no other activities in the afternoon, I used my brain and thought about how to beat He Feng and Fu Shi. In the end, I cried again. If this is not tiring, then He Feng admires the little crybaby.

Fu Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lu Ming pull up the tent. He sat on the ground and sighed, "Don't say that Crybaby is tired. Even I am tired."

He Feng took advantage of the opportunity and said, "Then just give in to the crybaby, so that he won't be tired and you won't be tired either."

Fu Shi was happy: "Why are you here too?"

"For the sake of friendship." He Feng shrugged. He looked at Fu Shi: "Really?"

Fu Shi didn't say anything. He smiled, shook his head at He Feng, and went into the tent.

Unit 1 spoke again: "It's difficult, but not impossible."

Fu Shi was completely convinced. He lifted the quilt and huddled in. "You've persuaded He Feng after you've persuaded He Feng, and now you're still here. Am I such a popular person? You really don't want me to leave?"

Unit 1, who was playing in the main space, replied cheerfully, "Yes, yes, you are special."

"Don't come." Fu Shi exhaled: "It's really enough. I won't live any longer."

Unit 1 has no way to deal with this stubborn person. Fu Shi is still alive because of its pleading, and he is finally freed. Who can stop Fu Shi?

"If there is a next life, what do you want to do?" Unit 1 asked suddenly, "I want to play with all the semicolon machines."

"It's better not to have it." Fu Shi lay comfortably in the bed. He closed his eyes and chatted with Unit 1: "I don't need it."

Unit 1 said with some disdain: "Can you use some imagination?"

"Then I want to be a rich kid. No matter how big a mess I get into, someone will cover it up. I want to be lawless, arrogant, and born to be at the top of the pyramid." Fu Shi thought about the extravagant life and felt secretly happy: "It would be better to take out Shi Fu as well and raise a Shi Xiao. How cool it would be."

Unit 1: "You are so crazy."

Fu Shi laughed and scolded: "You asked me to think about it. How can you say that after I thought about it?"

Unit 1 sneered in its heart, thinking that it had never let Fu Shi think of such an impossible thing.

However, it would be really nice if it really came true.

It can fill in many regrets.

"Has the big fish seen the bait?" Fu Shi suddenly changed the subject: "Is it ready to take the bait?"

Seeing that he was asking about serious matters, Unit 1 also straightened its expression and said, "I see. If everything goes according to our thoughts, the big fish will be dead."

"Great." Fu Shi said happily, "Go to sleep!"

Unit 1: ...

Well, in that case, let it take a nap.

In the main space, the small cube that was originally floating in the air suddenly fell to the ground. Shen Zhu just glanced at it lightly without any thoughts.

He has been dealing with the final details. Since He Feng wants to destroy the semicolon machine, then let him do it. It's just a way of going in without getting out.

Shen Zhu was very happy at the thought of taking revenge. He hummed a little tune and kicked Unit 1 that fell at his feet away.

Why would he keep such a useless thing if it wasn't for his own safety?

Humph, I feel disgusted just by looking at him, he is just trash.

Unit 1, which he regarded as a waste, quietly packed up and recorded all the data and transmitted it all to Fu Shi's brain, which scared Fu Shi who was just about to fall asleep.

"Take this disgusting face out of my mind." Fu Shi closed his eyes and frowned, "Sorry for disturbing my sleep, Mr. Undercover."

Unit 1: "You should thank the heavens, thank the earth, and thank me for my hard work in stealing data for you."

Fu Shi turned over and waved his hand casually to signal Unit 1 to retreat quickly.

He thought about the image that Unit 1 had just delivered, and felt that the horror game system was really desperate and its behavior was really ugly.

Then I will use my life to give you one last gift.

Fu Shi thought happily as his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Well, sleepiness is contagious.