This is a story based on the world view of "Jingfeng". Don't criticize those who are outrageous.
The white noise circulating in the headphones is the last barrier to isolate the world.
Cheng Yu was used to wrapping himself in silence, like the shadow of a tree wrapping around the late autumn cold, standing alone in the hustle and bustle of Moral Education Middle School. The calculations in class, the solitude in front of the cafeteria, and the silence on the way home made up the entirety of his life. Those unspoken words and the fog hidden under his eyes were all locked under the cold shell and no one could see it.
Until the sudden system prompt sound pierced the night sky, and he was dragged into a bizarre world. There is an abandoned amusement park with weird neon lights, an empty ward where knocks on the door come from late at night, and a silent pond reflecting the broken moonlight. Every copy is an unknown game, every step forward steps on the boundary of life and death, and every move he makes is exposed to countless pairs of invisible eyes and becomes a live broadcast on other people's screens.
Unexpectedly, in this cold survival game, he met Lin Yi.
In reality, the young man who always liked to put his arm around his shoulder and gossip was actually already involved in this chess game. From the initial temptation and curiosity to overcoming difficulties side by side, Lin Yi's warmth was like a faint beam of light, trying to penetrate the chill around Cheng Yu. Together they groped for clues in the darkness and supported each other in desperate situations. Every heartbeat and gasp in the copy became a silent bond between them.
It's just that the game will never show mercy. There are unknown secrets hidden deep in the copy. Those past that were deliberately buried and the memories that you don't want to touch are gradually surfacing as you go deeper. And the path under their feet seems to have been written by fate. Every step forward is one step closer to a point of no return.
The sound in the headphones has long since disappeared, and the people around me are the only warmth. But in this game called "survival", are warmth and redemption the light to move forward, or another deeper trap?
Concept: Desperate redemption in reincarnation