On the first day I moved into Building 7, I knew something was wrong here.
The rules say: Don't say "I love you" to any resident. Anyone who violates it will disappear.
The man in 403 next door is named Shen Yuan. He is the "anchor" of the rules - the rules are born and exist because of him.
He warned me to stay away. He said he couldn't love me, couldn't say he loved me.
He said the more he cared about someone, the faster that person disappeared.
I asked him: "What about the people you cared about before?"
He was silent for a long time: "Disappeared."
I said, "Then you should thank me."
"Why?"
"Because I'm here and you won't care about anyone anymore."
He thought I was prey.
He thought I would be swallowed up by the rules and killed by him like everyone before me.
He doesn't know——
I moved into this building just to find him.
Are the rules created by him?
No. The rules come from me.
Seven years ago, I wrote my graduation thesis called "On the Possibility of Emotional Regularization." Three years later, the community became an experimental site.
Shen Yuan is not the source of the rules.
I am.
And he is the most perfect "anchor" I have ever created.
I watched him approach me step by step, break the rules step by step, and disappear step by step.
Just like I designed it.
The day he disappeared, the rules were updated.
There is only one new rule:
"Don't ever say 'I hate you' to anyone again."
I stood at the window of 404, looked at the empty street downstairs, and smiled.
Shen Yuan, do you think you killed them?
No. Those who disappeared were all arranged by me.
Do you think you are protecting me?
No. You are the pawn I have raised for seven years.
But——
Why do I cry when you disappear?
Intention: The most sophisticated calculation in the world cannot be compared to an out-of-control heart.