System: [Lin Ting confirmed his death and entered the game]
Crimson Memories
There were constant noises in his ears. Lin Ting endured the pain and raised his head. What caught his eye was a big-faced plate.
Lin Ting: "..."
"Big Face" looked at him carefully, grinned, and said slowly: "What is your name, sir?"
Lin Ting: "Qijiayi..."
After thinking about it, "Big Face Plate" slowly said: "Eight?"
Everyone:... Are you two playing a numbers game?
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Lin Ting stood out among many horror copies, saw a different world, and made friendly friends. Of course, it also pissed off a lot of people.
What's there to worry about? As soon as the dungeon is cleared and the person leaves, there is another hero!
Then one day, a friend broke out of the siege, found Lin Ting's residence, and hugged him suddenly.
Lin Ting was sweating profusely, and said tremblingly: "This... Friend, we have something to say." (＾ｖ＾)
Friend: (lower head) (sniff) (buried into his neck)
Lin Ting:! ! ! You, you, you... Are a bit perverted. ╰（‵□′）╯
The friend smiled and whispered: "Zai Zai, don't you remember me?"
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·This is my first time writing an article. If there are any shortcomings, please point them out. The author will work hard to write a good story.
·This article contains elements of horror as well as humor.
Intention: Relaxed
