ushernet Chapter 125 A New Life
Chapter 125 A New Life
[SLNT-He Jingtang V: Wait, who can actually find love in this game??]
As soon as He Jingtang posted this Weibo, in addition to his regular fans, fans who had played the game and casual viewers couldn't help but speak up.
"...Didn't you do your homework?"
This game is all about taking revenge on society; no matter which option you choose, it's a bad ending.
The creators said that falling in love isn't easy; don't expect to achieve a happy ending by randomly clicking a few options.
After reading the comments, He Jingtang was speechless.
Yan Xun also saw the comments under his Weibo post, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
After finishing his game, Mu Yuanming left the dormitory and told Yan Xun where he was going, leading Yan Xun to suspect that he was probably going on a secret date.
He Jinqiu was still immersed in the bad ending of the game.
The ending he wrote was even more unsettling. It was clearly heading towards a happy ending, with the two of them just about to confess their feelings to each other. The protagonist and the romance character had even made plans to go on a date on Christmas Day. Then, on their way to the date, the romance character was killed by a car.
Yan Xun, who was watching him achieve this ending, couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder a few times.
Rather than expressing disappointment, He Jinqiu's expression was more like that of someone deep in thought.
It wasn't until bedtime that He Jinqiu suddenly said in her bedroom, "I don't think this ending is a bad ending."
Yan Xun was lying on the bed playing on his phone when he heard He Jinqiu's words and turned his gaze towards him. "What do you mean?"
“Don’t you think so?” He Jinqiu sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Yan Xun, “Just before they were about to fall in love, on Christmas Eve… the protagonist went on a date and heard that the person he liked had been hit by a car and died.”
"..." Yan Xun didn't understand He Jinqiu's thought process. "On Christmas Eve, on the way to confess, the person you like gets hit by a car and dies. Is that considered a bad ending?"
"He'll change his mind eventually."
He Jinqiu said.
"At least this way, he will never forget it."
Yan Xun completely disagreed, "You said he would change his mind. Even if he can't forget, it won't stop the protagonist from having a new romance."
“Yes, but whenever it’s Christmas Eve, whenever he’s on his way to a date, or whenever he sees a similar car model,” He Jinqiu said slowly, “he will always think of that moment.”
"I might have nightmares that very night."
“Every day after that, whenever he saw the words ‘Christmas Eve,’ saw a similar truck, or saw people smiling as they crossed the street, he would think of these things.”
Yan Xun still didn't quite understand He Jinqiu's thought process.
He lay back down on the bed. "Is that what you think too?"
He Jinqiu was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Yes."
He looked at Yan Xun and said, "Rather than being forgotten, or becoming strangers later, it's better to die in the moment when love is at its most intense."
Or perhaps it's when the other person is most fearful or terrified.
He Jinqiu thought.
He watched Yan Xun absentmindedly playing on his phone, then felt something rubbing against his calf. He looked down and saw a dark, indistinct mass... It was the black cat that had taken over He Jinchun's room.
The black cat saw He Jinqiu looking at it and bared its teeth at him.
He Jinqiu smiled as well.
The black cat flinched and eventually crawled back under the bed.
……
While playing on her phone, Yan Xun glanced at He Jinqiu on the opposite bed out of the corner of her eye.
He always felt that after this person went home, his whole demeanor changed drastically. If he was just a little silent before, he had now truly become the kind of male ghost-like artist that his fans talked about—like some kind of walking corpse.
The other person's shadow appeared on the wall.
Whether it was his eyes playing tricks on him or something else, Yan Xun felt that the other person's shadow seemed to be doubled.
No, Yan Xun thought, it's not a double image.
A very ominous thought suddenly occurred to him.
He wanted to know if He Jinqiu's brother was still in that house.
"Did you bring Qiuqiu home?" Yan Xun asked, putting down his phone.
"Hmm." He Jinqiu was a little surprised to see that Yan Xun was interested in Qiuqiu, but he still honestly said, "There are people at home taking care of Qiuqiu..." He thought for a moment and then said, "Brother Yan Xun, do you want to see Qiuqiu's picture?"
Yan Xun propped his head up and beckoned to He Jinqiu, "Take a look."
He Jinqiu left the bedside, took his phone and came to Yan Xun's side, squatting down by the bed to show him videos and photos of Qiuqiu.
“This is Qiuqiu when she was little,” He Jinqiu said, pointing to a photo taken many years ago. “Her eyes had just opened.”
In the photo, Qiuqiu looks a little scared and stays in the corner of the room.
Afterwards, He Jinqiu showed Yan Xun many photos and videos of Qiuqiu, most of which were taken at He Jinqiu's home, held by He Jinqiu himself or his parents.
Yan Xun looked at it for a while, then asked, "Doesn't your brother like puppies?"
He suddenly asked, "Why doesn't your brother play with Qiuqiu?"
He Jinqiu seemed to only then remember what he had said at the dinner table. He was still staring at his phone screen. "My brother is not in good health."
"So I rarely play with Qiuqiu."
Yan Xun rested her head on her arm. "Is your brother feeling any better now?"
"I've never heard you mention that you have an older brother."
He Jinqiu didn't know whether Yan Xun asked this out of mere curiosity or because he had sensed something. He simply squatted down on the edge of Yan Xun's bed and whispered to him.
"My brother is doing well."
He Jinqiu said, half-jokingly, "When I came home this time, I found that he could already walk around in the yard..."
"I feel much better."
If Yan Xun hadn't known about He Jinqiu's brother's situation, he probably would have been completely fooled.
"That's good," Yan Xun said.
Yan Xun didn't like the ending of the previous timeline, so he turned over and said, "I'm so sleepy, I want to go to sleep."
He Jinqiu remained lying on the edge of the bed. "Go to sleep."
Yan Xun wanted to ask, "How can I sleep with you lying here?"
But drowsiness overwhelmed him... Before he could even utter those words, he lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
The bedroom light was not turned off.
He Jinqiu remained perched on the edge of Yan Xun's bed, lost in thought.
After a while, the shadow behind him slowly solidified, turning into a shape that was almost human, while the person in the dim light transformed into the appearance of a young man.
He resembled He Jinqiu somewhat, but his expression was timid, filled with bewilderment at everything around him.
"He Jinchun." He Jinqiu called out the name written on the nameplate.
He Jinchun glanced at him—he actually wanted to say that he shouldn't have this name, but the fear of dying at a young age, and that terrifying statue, still made him somewhat afraid of He Jinqiu.
Besides, he really didn't remember what his name used to be.
"You will soon have a new life."
He Jinqiu slowly stood up.
He watched the black cat crawl out from under the bed and dart out the window. "Are you happy?"