When Nan Ruoxue pulled the sword from her heart, Shi Yin realized that his good friend of eighteen years had a sword hidden in his chest.
"Does it hurt?" "It hurts. I'm used to it."
That evening, they were dragged into the world of infinite flow in the studio. The system said: Symbiotic binding, if one person dies, both of them die.
The first copy: Netherworld Train. Seven carriages, seven rules. The silent live, the noisy die. The mirror image is reality, and those who harm the mirror image will die.
Nan Ruoxue walked in with a smile. Everyone thought she was the most talkative one. Until her heart exploded with icy blue light, frost flowers condensed into a sword blade, and she pinned the monster to the wall with one strike. Then she smiled and said: "I forgot to mention that I am a painter - the portrait I painted is your portrait."
Shi Yin squatted in the corner to study the rules, and the gardenia ring on his hand was slightly hot. She didn't know what the ring was, but she only knew that it grew out of her hand when she was 16 years old.
They are not short of money. One family sells properties, and the other sells medicine. The temptation of money in the copy is a joke to them.
So when the observer asked them what they wanted, Nan Ruoxue smiled and said, "Go back alive. The painting she owes me has not been finished yet."
Shi Yin said expressionlessly: "I don't owe you anything."
"You owe me eighteen years."
This is not a love story. It's the story of two best friends who tear each other down, criticize each other, and then put their lives in the hands of each other.
Welcome to Infinite Streaming.
Get out alive.
