Su Bai only felt that his breathing had suddenly become much heavier. Deep in his heart, there was a dull pain.
Memories of Xun Er kept surging in his mind. That girl was very independent, very self-centered, and very strong. Women in big families generally had very little access to family resources, but Xun Er was a special case. She had relied on her own excellence to stand out from a bunch of her older brothers and walked step by step to that position.
If it wasn't for the sudden horror broadcast, Su Bai believed that Xun Er's future would be absolutely unimaginable.
But now, she was dead.
Damn it, this horror broadcast!
Anger continued to fill Su Bai's chest, with a kind of oppression that was difficult to vent. Because Xun Er died in the story world, the cause of her death was very difficult to find. Whether she was killed by the dangers in the story world or killed by the audience, standing in Su Bai's position, there was no way for him to take revenge, nor did he have the ability to take revenge.
The scene of the four of them forming the Assassin Club together was still vivid in his mind. When the three of them became the audience, Su Bai had also thought about this day, but Su Bai didn't expect that it would come so suddenly, so unexpectedly.
It turned out that they would also die.
In Su Bai's eyes, there was a gray color of defeat.
"Su Bai, are you in the office now? I'm almost at your office. Come down. "
The relationship between Xun Er and Chu Zhao was also very good. Xun Er's sudden death must have made Chu Zhao feel bad. Of course, there was a touch of love between Su Bai and Xun Er. Xun Er did not hide her feelings for Su Bai at all, but Su Bai refused her directly every time. He said that he was afraid to let her down, but in fact, it was a kind of escape from responsibility on Su Bai's part.
His parents died early, and he was used to being alone. He even got used to the occasional mental illness. The little fellow was lonely like him, so the two of them could rely on each other. If he also died, leaving the little fellow alone, it was also the little fellow's fate. At least when he was with him, Su Bai regarded him as the little fellow's father, and there was not too much guilt and debt between them.
But the relationship between men and women was not the same. It could not be straightened out and was chaotic. Su Bai once asked himself whether he really had no feelings for Xun Er at all, or whether he actually loved himself more, and would rather hurt a girl's self-esteem than let himself have one more concern.
Especially after Xun Er also entered the horror broadcast, a girl, no matter how strong she looked on the surface, might be frightened and uneasy in the depths of her heart. But he still did nothing, and still did not care about anything.
Su Bai's fists slowly clenched.
He tried to stand up, but failed again. His body still felt like it was falling apart. But the next moment, Su Bai clenched his teeth and struggled to stand up. Blood began to flow from his body and soaked his clothes. At this time, Su Bai looked very terrible.
However, standing up had already exhausted all his strength. If he took another step, he really could not take another step. The consequence of taking another step was that he would fall down.
"Chu Zhao, come up and pick me up. I'm seriously injured."
Su Bai said into the microphone.
About ten minutes later, Chu Zhao pushed open the door of the office and walked in. When he saw Su Bai struggling to stand up with a ferocious expression, he was also shocked. He immediately walked over and supported Su Bai.
"What's wrong with you? Don't scare me. Xun Er is already gone. You can't have any accidents. "
"Does Xun Er have a grave?" Su Bai asked.
Since the horror broadcast changed some things in the real world and erased the impact of Xun Er's death, then Xun Er should have a tombstone in the real world.
"Yes, I just asked about the location. It's at the Xikou Cemetery. Are you going now?"
"I won't die."
"Okay."
Just like that, Chu Zhao supported Su Bai and walked out. The two of them took the elevator down to the parking lot and then got into Chu Zhao's car.
Su Bai sat in the front passenger seat with a seatbelt fastened by Chu Zhao. His body was still bleeding. Now, even if Fatso and the others might come back to share the loot with him at any time, Su Bai was too lazy to wait. Even if he missed out on some benefits, Su Bai didn't care. What Su Bai wanted to do most now was to go to Xun Er's tombstone and see her again.
"Do you know how Xun Er died?" Su Bai asked a seemingly stupid question because the possibility of Chu Zhao knowing about this was not high.
First of all, he had to know what happened in Xun Er's previous world. Then, he had to ask the listeners who entered that world at the same time. Su Bai didn't have this authority. If he asked through his own connections, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. Moreover, it was difficult to investigate how Xun Er died. There were too many twists and turns.
Chu Zhao shook his head, "I don't know. Su Bai, do you know? I suddenly feel that it's so ironic. Damn, I'm the captain of the crime squad, but now my best friend is dead. I don't even know the cause of her death. I don't even know how to investigate it. What the hell is going on?!"
Chu Zhao hit the steering wheel hard as he spoke.
"I will investigate this matter." Su Bai remembered that he had a forum account. It seemed that he could go there and post a certain reward. Maybe someone who happened to participate in that world would provide him with some information. Of course, the probability of this method succeeding was very low.
"Hehe." Chu Zhao laughed. He reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. Some people, no matter what, were not used to crying. They also wouldn't allow themselves to cry.
Finally, Chu Zhao's car turned into a small road. In front of them was a small slope. After going up the slope and turning a corner, the cemetery was in front of them.
Chu Zhao stopped the car by the side of the road. Because it wasn't convenient for Su Bai, Chu Zhao didn't go to the parking lot. He helped Su Bai get out of the car.
With Chu Zhao's help, Su Bai walked into the cemetery. Chu Zhao must have asked for the specific location, so he brought Su Bai to a higher place.
As they walked, Chu Zhao suddenly asked, "Su Bai, in your heart, do you think that I would rather die than Xun Er?"
Su Bai was silent for a while. He didn't know how to answer Chu Zhao's question.
"What's the point of discussing this now?"
"Yes, there's no point."
In fact, this was indeed the case. Compared to Chu Zhao, who had conflicts and grudges with him, Xun Er, who admired him, was, of course, the person that Su Bai wanted to live on. However, the world was unpredictable. The terrorist broadcast wasn't started by Su Bai. These things weren't something that Su Bai could control. Of course, no matter how many cracks there were in the relationship between him and Chu Zhao, Su Bai didn't want anything to happen to Chu Zhao. Perhaps the two of them were no longer as good friends as before, but in his heart, he still hoped that the other party could live well.
The tombstone looked very simple. There was a bunch of flowers in front of the tombstone. Obviously, someone had just come to see Xun Er not long ago.
Chu Zhao helped Su Bai to the front of the tombstone and let go of his hand. Su Bai's body staggered. He supported himself on the tombstone and slowly sat down.
On the tombstone, Xun Er's photo seemed like it was yesterday. She was very reserved and very graceful. However, this cold tombstone really didn't match her at all.
In a trance, Su Bai could see this girl standing in front of him. She picked him up from the plane and seemed to see his younger self. When he was carrying a school bag to school alone, this girl drove the family's military jeep to the station to pick him up and go to school together.
At this time, if he thought about whether or not he accepted Xun Er's love for him, it would actually be a kind of blasphemy to Xun Er. This was because Su Bai knew that Xun Er didn't need pity, and she wouldn't accept pity.
"This is her third experience mission. How could she be so careless and have an accident?" Su Bai muttered to himself.
On the side, Chu Zhao frowned in surprise. He looked at Su Bai and then said, "Su Bai, what did you just say?"
"What's wrong?" Su Bai looked at Chu Zhao with doubt.
"This is her second listener mission." Chu Zhao enunciated each word clearly. "I've just completed my second listener mission. We're no longer experiencers. We're serious listeners."
Hearing this, Su Bai's body trembled. Then, as if he suddenly realized something, he immediately roared and looked up at the sky. The sky was very blue and the sunlight was also very dazzling. However, Su Bai stared directly at the sun, not moving his eyes away.
…
"Meow."
Ji Xiang looked at the scene in the painting. Seeing Su Bai raise his head crazily, from this angle, Su Bai was staring at him.
Shaking his head and wagging his tail, Ji Xiang felt that he had made a big deal out of this. Who knew that this scene would appear in the painting. This time, the joke was too big.
"Kitty …"
At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open. The little guy, who had just woken up, crawled out and saw Su Bai lying on the carpet. It was obvious that he was injured, so he crawled over anxiously. After crawling to Su Bai's side, the little guy supported himself with his little meaty hands and found the painting on Su Bai's chest. In the painting, Su Bai was staring angrily outside, very angry.
The little guy immediately covered his mouth, as if he was also frightened. Then, he turned his head to look at Ji Xiang.
"Papa … is … angry … Kitty …"
Ji Xiang cried out. The painting was constantly heating up and the picture was constantly blurring. Ji Xiang immediately stretched out his claws and slapped the painting away from Su Bai's chest.
Then, before Su Bai woke up, he immediately jumped to the fridge and took a bag of milk for the little guy. Then, he took the tablet out and used his claws to play a cartoon. Then, he jumped out of the window with the painting in his mouth.
Obviously, even someone as cold as Ji Xiang knew that he had made a big joke this time …
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