"Warning! Avoid mutant attacks within 30 seconds!"
As soon as the mechanical sound fell, Shen Yan grabbed my wrist and hid behind the iron cabinet. The smell of blood in the hospital pharmacy had not dissipated, and the wound on his arm was bleeding again, but he first gave me the only first aid kit: "Your 'perceived danger' is more important than mine."
From the ultraviolet light of the midnight hospital, to the silver-locked red light of Blood Moon Castle, to the siege of tentacles in the deep-sea laboratory, every copy is a gamble. I always tremble in panic when the early warning is triggered, but he always stands in front of me - the back that blocks the daggers of the crazy vice-dean for me, the hand that holds my hand in the time and space trap, and the figure that rushes forward even though he knows the "shadow poison" is fatal.
"Follow me and you can pass the level." When he said this, the light in his eyes was brighter than any prop in the copy. I later learned that the shallow scar on his wrist bone hid secrets related to my father's disappearance and the origin of mutants. And the reason why he entered the Infinite Stream was me from the beginning.
When the white light of the next dungeon came on, I took the initiative to hold his hand tightly: "I will protect you this time, and we will live together until we go out to see the flowers in Qingwu Town."
