My Iyashikei Game

The name of the group that hasn't changed in 14 years was suddenly changed. It's not that the name of the Dead Building Owners' Rights Protection and Mutual Aid Group is weird, but the name is a little out of tune with the desperate and dead atmosphere in the group.

Blood oozes from the shattered screen of the mobile phone, and the names of dead people are written in bright red messages.

When your fingers touch those weird words, the roar of the evil ghost will sound directly in your mind.

There was a little doubt in the cold and painful voice, and the souls who had sunk into the deepest part of the night suddenly opened their eyes, and they found a turning point in the unchanging despair.

Holding the phone in both hands, Han Fei was a little overwhelmed. He just wanted to see what the administrator could do, but he didn't expect to make such a big mess.

"In the past, the group name was too oppressive. I think everyone should look forward. In addition, the reason why we have become like this is not our fault. There is an invisible hand that secretly dominates our destiny. Invisible hands, our hearts can be opened."

Han Fei looked at the blood that was about to overflow the screen and the grimace that wanted to stick out of the screen. He felt very bad. In the deep world, a mobile phone is a rare good thing, but the function of this mobile phone is not casual. There may be a price to pay for each touch.

"Then... can this group chat be closed?"

The male student is like a walking corpse. When he opens his mouth to speak, he can see countless faces in his body talking at the same time: "If you can't turn it off, that mobile phone is the deepest obsession of Firefly, and the group chat in the mobile phone is also ours. The bond with him. One more thing I want to tell you in advance, after moving into this building of despair, new residents will join the group chat one after another, and they will not be concerned about the firefly."

The male student in room 4094 did not expect that Han Fei would change the group name when he came up. Before he finished speaking, Han Fei's mobile phone suddenly vibrated.

"One day to know hahahaha start a video chat!"

The name of this group friend, Han Fei, had been seen in Yinghuo's memory. The other party couldn't wait to make a video call, probably because he wanted to confirm something.

It was the first time that Han Fei had no experience in making a video with someone in the underworld. He tidied up his appearance a little. After all, in the video in this place, the appearance might be the dead face.

Pressing the connect button, Han Fei hasn't reacted yet, and the screen of his mobile phone has been dragged into a video room.

The lights were not turned on in the house, and there was a lonely chair in the dark living room, and a young man sat with his back to the camera.

"Haha lives in room 4174. He suffers from a disease. No matter sadness or pain, he always laughs, keeps laughing, and can't stop laughing. Because of this disease, he has been bullied all the time. , he collapsed. Like a mad dog, he fell down on his bully, laughing and crying frantically, grabbing the compass, and aiming the sharpest part in the bully's eyes." The male student knows the experience of haha thing.

"He didn't put the compass into the eyes of the bully, but his laughing and crying were filmed by the people around him. Not only the bullies, but even his friends and teachers felt that Haha had mental problems, and later After communicating with Haha's family, the school asked him to suspend his studies at home."

"I heard that from that time on, Haha rarely walked out of the house again, and his illness became more and more serious. The neighbors in the building often heard laughter full of pain in the middle of the night."

"In order not to disturb the neighbors, Haha installed a thick soundproof panel in his room, his laughter could no longer be transmitted, and he himself was completely enclosed in that room."

When the male student told Han Fei about the past haha, the young man sitting alone in the chair in the video slowly turned his head. He only showed half of his face, with a distorted smile on his face.

That smile made the blood vessels on his face bulge, like a curse, engraved on his face.

But the opposite of the smile is his eyes, the pupils are gray, deep, lifeless gray.

A simple look at each other, it seems that only a few tenths of a second, a face distorted by a smile has appeared in front of Han Fei.

Any ordinary person who came here would be scared crazy by that terrifying smile, but Haha met Han Fei today.

"I am not Yinghuo, but I am the same person as Yinghuo. He has created a warm haven for you in reality, while I want to build a real home for you in the dead building." Han Fei always thought that He is a professional actor, and he can't even tell whether he is acting or is really used to it. The calm and calm aura seems to have penetrated into the bone marrow.

He thought he would be afraid, but after seeing Haha's painful and twisted smile, the fear in his heart has been dispelled by another thing.

"The always gray avatar has been lit, how long are you going to stay in your room?" After knowing what happened to Haha, Han Fei wanted to help the other party even more. , he really wants to change the lives of those patients in the mutual aid group.

Looking at those eyes, Han Fei helped Yinghuo to his side: "He guarded your past, and I will help you see the future. Tonight is the most critical night and the only chance, I don't need you to completely Believe what I say, I just hope you can give yourself a chance to change, and give Firefly a chance to choose."

"Yinghuo, who once helped you like that, fulfilled his promise and was the last person in the group to leave. He guarded you to the end, exhausted and wounded, you really want to watch him sink into In the dark night?"

Han Fei gave Haha some time to think

, and then he touched the mobile phone page: "My soul and Yinghuo's consciousness merged with each other, and one of our habit was retained by Yinghuo. The words I left for myself. The words that my Taoist soul left for myself is that the best actor in life is myself, and what Yinghuo left for himself is another sentence."

Han Fei also saw it after he got his mobile phone and logged in to his Yinghuo account. Yinghuo has a signature that only he can see - "I can't forget them, their hearts can no longer warm me, I have to hold on to them tightly. , if I let go of my hands, then they will really be wrapped in ice and sink into the bottomless night."

After reading the words left by Yinghuo, Han Fei did not deliberately perform it at all, but simply read it, and others could already feel the power contained in the words.

"Yinghuo has thought about death countless times. It is not difficult for him to die, and it is rare to live. I believe you also understand this feeling, endure the torture of the mind, fight against the countless negative emotions in the brain, and then be proud and brave. to survive."

"Yinghuo warmed you, and you supported him, but now you are being used by managers to conjure him, who bears everyone's beliefs, into the dead building."

"Do you know? Letting him die at this time is not a relief, but destroys all his efforts."

"If you are really willing to help him, then let him go, go back to where he should be, and live with the expectations of all of you. At that time, he will prove to you that hope really exists!"

Haha sent a video invitation directly when he saw Firefly's avatar lit up. During the whole process, he hardly spoke. Sitting alone in the room, he became a listener.

He had forgotten what he wanted to do in the first place, and his mind was full of Han Fei's words.

In the dead building, no one has ever been like Han Fei.

A smile appeared on the twisted face involuntarily, but this smile was slightly different from usual.

Slowly, the smile turned into an out-of-control laughter, blood flowing down the man's eyes.

In the crazy laughter, Han Fei vaguely heard a few words: "The firefly will not disappear in the dark night."

The video call was terminated, and Han Fei became more confident about tonight's plan. He looked at Yinghuo beside him and wanted to help Yinghuo onto the sofa, but he was surprised to find that Yinghuo's expression was not so dull.

He stared at the screen of his mobile phone, and it seemed that after seeing Haha just now, his fragile will was touched, and some memories hidden in his heart were awakened.

It seems that as long as you communicate with more group friends, the weak firefly can return to normal.

After discovering this, Han Fei began to actively communicate with those familiar id videos in the group. He found them one by one and told them what he thought, just like Yinghuo comforted and encouraged those group members in private.

When an actor with master-level acting skills has been ill for a long time and has studied various psychology subjects, his words will contain a kind of power. Han Fei was quickly recognized by some owners. His status as an administrator is only now. It is truly accepted by everyone.

After chatting with most of the group members, Han Fei was about to sort out everyone's information when the phone suddenly started vibrating again.

"No. 4204 initiated a video chat!"

"The group friends that Yinghuo has helped, the group chat names are all their net names before they died. Only a small number of the original residents in the building will have a group name." The male student didn't want Han Fei to be killed directly, so he reminded him. He said, "You'd better think about it before connecting."

"Since they chose to join this group chat, it means that they want to change themselves." After thinking for a while, Han Fei chose to connect. The reason is very simple. Most of the rooms in which the group members live only contain a number "4". Except for Haha and the male student, the others are not too strong.

"Room 4204, this person lives on the 20th floor?" According to Han Fei's experience in Building 1, rooms on the 20th floor and above are generally scary.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Fei connected the video, but before he could see what the other party looked like, blood covered the camera, and then he heard a very familiar voice: "Souling? I remember that I am not yours. My dear, but you dare not hurt me in the slightest, and you obey my words, even killing people and disposing of corpses. It seems that my guess is good, it should be that my soul has penetrated into the body of your loved one. Unexpectedly, Obviously you are a ghost, but now you are frightened like a human being."

There was madness and an unbridled desire to destroy in that voice. Han Fei listened to the voice and showed an incredible expression.

He was pretty sure that the voice coming from room 4204 in the video was his own.

"Is my soul talking?"

Han Fei lost three souls and three souls, forming three consciousnesses, one represents childhood, the other seems to symbolize goodness and hope, and the other is closest to the blood-red memory, which may symbolize Han Fei's evil and cunning.