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CHAPTER IX

When Banxia went to the game again, it was half a month later, during this period, it was not really no time, the worst time to sleep at night was still there, although the experiment himself has not yet made the final determination, but sleep and playing games do not seem to conflict This matter is still traceable.

The reason why he has been restraining himself from entering again is actually that Banxia himself is a little hesitant. I always feel that the impact of this matter on me is not just as simple as playing a game, and I have a feeling that things end here, don't move forward, it's dangerous to move forward.

When he got home and loved him, the concept of finding something to pass the time disappeared, and the daily schedule was so full and there was so much to learn every day, so the game really didn't seem to be in his plan.

It's just that if things were really that simple, he might really give up the adventure he had, which would only become one of the most memorable things in his life.

However, when the midnight dream returned, the little face that dazzled and wanted to cry always appeared in his mind, and the childish voice went from anger at the beginning to anger later, then sadness and despair, and finally silence. Half summer will be in a trance thinking, is that really a game?

He treated all of this as a dream, and he thought that one day he would wake up from it. It's not that he doesn't want to continue, but he always has the feeling that if he continues, he will never recover.

After half a month, escaping from the surprise and sadness of his family, Banxia took advantage of the excuse that his body needed to cultivate, and was accompanied by Yang's mother to this villa in the countryside for temporary recuperation.

The night was very quiet, and Banxia lay on the bed and couldn't sleep, and the childish voice in his mind seemed even more sad in this night: "Xia Xia, if you don't come up again, I will never pay attention to you." "Xia Xia, do you really not want me?"

Banxia never knew that his heart would be so hard, so he fell asleep with the light on and the sound of crying. But in the middle of the night he woke up from a nightmare, the content of which he could not remember, but the person was shocked into a cold sweat. No longer sleepy, motionless for a long time, then slowly got up, and finally turned the silver box out of the suitcase.

Looking at the glasses in his hand, he sighed deeply, ten thousand disasters will not be recovered.

The way to enter seemed to be less complicated and cumbersome than before, and after a series of successful retrievals, he confirmed the entry into the game.

Then the person stood in the hut that was forced off the line last time, and for some reason, entering the game again and seeing the familiar scenery made him feel mixed feelings. After looking around, I didn't see the ginseng doll in the house, and I couldn't help but be shocked, nothing would happen.

"Doll, doll, I'm back, where have you been?" He stood in front of the house and shouted.

But no one answered after shouting for half a ring, and the half-summer people were also a little startled, what should I do? Suddenly remembering the method that the ginseng doll taught him, he couldn't help but silently read in his mind: Doll, doll, where are you?

At first, he still didn't react, but Banxia felt that something was wrong, because he seemed to hear the child's sobbing, of course, not with his ears, but in his mind. His heart couldn't help but ache, this feeling was very subtle, making him feel that the child's breath was very close, as if something was guiding him to slowly move forward. The breath seemed to be getting closer and closer, and when the voice really reached his ears, Banxia was slightly stunned. When I looked at it, I found that the white and fat ginseng doll was hiding in a corner of the incandescent bush, crying aggrievedly.

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