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NO.223 The Handwriting of the Second Round
update icon Updated at 2025/8/3 11:10:12

Repetition, once again.

Life has been repeated countless times, and he is no longer himself.

When death no longer converges, compromise may be the inevitable destination.

Sinking in darkness, giving up struggling in confusion.

In the bustling streets, with cars coming and going, he sits numbly in the middle of the road, looking down at the patterns on the asphalt.

Cars pass by him from time to time, but he remains expressionless. He knows he won't die, it's impossible.

Suddenly, a shadow approaches, along with footsteps.

The shadow covers the sunlight above his head and the asphalt pavement in his sight.

He doesn't look up, there is nothing that interests him anymore. He doesn't care who that person is or what they look like.

"Do you want to leave here?" the person says.

"Leave here?" he sneers, "Leave this hell and go to the next hell? It's better to wait for death here."

The person chuckles softly, "If you don't go out and see, how do you know it's hell?"

"It's useless, I already know your tricks. Give people hope first, then plunge them into despair when the truth is revealed, and repeat."

"Think about it again, time is running out. If you cross that threshold, there will be no more chances."

"I have nothing to say."

"...Alright, I'm leaving. If you want to return to the real world, follow my footsteps. If you have completely given up, then stay here. After all, even God cannot save someone without the will to survive."

The person turns and walks away, letting the sunlight back in.

Listening to the fading footsteps, he remains silent, still looking down.

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Luo Xiaoming wakes up from a long dream and looks at the surroundings in confusion, lost for five minutes before coming back to her senses.

"Where is this... the dormitory? What just happened?"

She is lying on the desk in her dorm room, alone.

She remembers that it was just evening, Xu Fang said he wanted to verify the authenticity of her father...

It's like reading a novel and suddenly skipping to the climax, the abruptness and awkwardness are extremely uncomfortable.

What happened exactly? Has the bizarre event ended?

Luo Xiaoming goes to the window.

Outside the window is the school square, students walking in groups, talking and laughing.

Everything seems normal, at least on the surface.

Luo Xiaoming instinctively checks herself... no changes, still a female.

She takes out her phone and checks the time.

October 15th, 2:00 PM sharp.

Back to the 15th again!

This is already the third time.

But unlike the previous two times, this time she woke up in her dorm room, while before it was in the hospital.

Is it different from a simple cycle? Does the location also change?

Luo Xiaoming can't understand the reason completely. If Xu Fang were here, he would surely figure something out.

She takes out her phone and looks through the contacts, wanting to call Xu Fang, but soon her finger stops.

The contacts only have her family's numbers.

"No Xu Fang?"

Luo Xiaoming remembers that during the National Day holidays, when Xu Fang was injured and hospitalized, she had already saved Xu Fang's number. And now it's already the 15th, it's impossible not to have any contact information.

Could it be that she still hasn't returned to reality? After all, the world line here is significantly different from reality. In the setting of this world, she seems to have been a girl from the beginning, and coming to the boys' dormitory was just for fun... or curiosity? Anyway, it has nothing to do with the development in reality.

Wait, Luo Xiaoming has a feeling deep down.

Compared to reality, isn't this side more reasonable?

Stop! Absolutely no more random thoughts! This side is fake, I want to go back to reality with Xu Fang!

In her random thoughts, Luo Xiaoming stood up and wanted to leave, but she hesitated. She remembered the monsters she encountered in the previous cycle and the strange attack of the grim reaper.

The outside world is too dangerous.

It's better to wait here for Xu Fang to come back, he won't stay out all night.

While waiting for Xu Fang, Luo Xiaoming went online and browsed the news for a while.

Nothing seemed wrong, there was just no record of the collapse of the K City Bridge.

Luo Xiaoming tried to log into her game account and found that she could still log in, and the recharge records were the same as before.

She felt confused. Compared to before, she could always find the differences, but some details were exactly the same as in her memory.

As time passed, the sky grew darker, and the setting sun sank to the horizon. With the approaching footsteps in the corridor, someone finally came back from outside.

The footsteps were numerous, probably several people.

"...Then, that person broke the defense, started typing insults, and I reported him back." Wen Jian talked about the content of the game with Xiaopang and others while pushing the door open.

Luo Xiaoming didn't say anything. She no longer trusted Wen Jian and the others. She was looking for Xu Fang's figure.

"Luo Xiaoming? Why is it so dark without the lights on? Pitch black." Daya put down the food in his hand and pressed the switch.

"You guys can see me?"

"We're not blind."

Luo Xiaoming remembered that in the previous cycle, Wen Jian and the others could also notice her, but strangers couldn't, and the attack of the grim reaper seemed to be related to strangers noticing her.

Fatty, Daya, Wen Jian, and Lao Wang put the lunch boxes on the table and started moving chairs.

"Luo Xiaoming, have you had dinner yet?" Lao Wang asked.

"Xu Fang isn't with you guys? Have you seen him?" Luo Xiaoming asked, not interested in eating.

"Xu Fang? Who's Xu Fang? I don't know him." Wen Jian played with his food and mumbled unclearly.

"...!!"

Luo Xiaoming's heart sank to the bottom.

Fatty and Daya laughed inexplicably.

"I said, don't make jokes." Xu Fang walked in from outside, holding dinner in his hand, along with a bottle of water.

"No, I just repeated what that girl said."

"Hahaha!" Fatty laughed even louder.

It turned out to be a false alarm.

Luo Xiaoming grabbed Xu Fang's wrist. "Xu Fang, come here, I have something important to tell you!"

"Xiao Ming classmate?"

Watching the two of them leave, Wen Jian and the others looked at each other.

Xu Fang had just climbed upstairs and was led by Xiao Ming to run downstairs again.

Leaving the dormitory door, Xiao Ming turned a corner with Xu Fang and arrived at the bottom of Building Three. It was very secluded and eerie here. It was out of the way to walk here for classes, and students rarely passed by here. In addition, the nearby building blocked the sunlight, so even if there was a corpse lying here, it would not be discovered for a while.

"Do you need any help?"

"I..."

Just as it was about to be said, Luo Xiaoming suddenly couldn't speak.

After experiencing so many strange things, she couldn't see anything normally anymore.

She could always trust Xu Fang, as long as this Xu Fang was the real Xu Fang and not the monster from the first cycle.

"Do you still remember what happened before?"

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing... um, what's your phone number?"

Xu Fang felt strange. Was this what Xiao Ming meant by "something important"?

He exchanged contact information with Xiao Ming.

After that, Luo Xiaoming didn't say anything.

Back in the dormitory, Wen Jian and others whistled and looked over with a gossiping expression.

Luo Xiaoming ignored them and went straight to bed, lying down on his own bunk.

...

Nighttime.

Wen Jian, Fatty, and Da Ya went to the internet cafe to play games, while Lao Wang was on the lower bunk having a voice chat with his girlfriend, and Xu Fang seemed to be typing on the computer.

Luo Xiaoming curled up in the blanket, struggling in his heart. She felt lost and wished someone could give her advice or even just a suggestion at this moment.

But there was no one.

Only Luo Xiaoming was left alone, holding onto the memories of the previous time. She knew she wasn't the protagonist and didn't have the ability to make decisions. The most common outcome would probably be making the wrong choice, with no chance of redemption.

Did she need to kill Xu Fang to wake him up?

How could she bring herself to do it!

If she didn't wake up Xu Fang and it resulted in Xu Fang's death, what should she do?

Xiao Ming turned over, looked at his phone, and gradually clenched his fingers. Even the mood for listening to music was gone.

Suddenly, she noticed that there seemed to be something written on her lower abdomen.

With the light from her phone, she could see the font clearly.

[Xiao Ming, I am Xu Fang from the second round.

I'm worried that things won't go well, so I left this message. Sorry for using this method to convey it.

Make sure no one else sees this information.

Your father and brother are both fake.

I have used the "Night Ticket," the bizarre event should be over.

If it's not over, don't panic, kill me in this round and wake me up.

Note that when you take action, make sure no one is watching.

Don't hesitate, be decisive. Remember the assassination skills I taught you.

I'm used to death, please don't worry about my feelings.

I'll be waiting for you in the third round.]

This is... Xu Fang's handwriting? It wasn't written with words, but with a font similar to laser engraving on her body.

Luo Xiaoming didn't know when Xu Fang had left it.

Thanks to Xu Fang's encouragement, Luo Xiaoming finally made up his mind.

October 16th.

The weather in K City was unusually hot, probably the last wave of high temperatures before autumn.

Luo Xiaoming took a sharp fruit knife from the convenience store at the school gate.

After class, Luo Xiaoming followed Xu Fang into the library.

There were about a dozen people around Xu Fang, some reading, some preparing for postgraduate exams, and even a couple flirting with each other.

Xu Fang's figure was ordinary and unremarkable, with a kind of inexplicable loneliness.

She came to Xu Fang's side and sat down. There was a moment when she thought about giving up on waking Xu Fang.

Would it be a good ending to just let things continue like this?

Xu Fang noticed her and slightly turned his head, calmly gazing at her, as if reacting like a passerby.

"What a coincidence." In order to make her appearance seem less deliberate, Luo Xiaoming greeted him.

"Yeah."

"..."

"..."

"I have a book here, do you want to read it?" Xu Fang pointed to a book in front of him.

"Ah, sure."

Xiao Ming picked up the book and flipped it open in the middle. But compared to reading, she preferred to look at Xu Fang.

After going through so much, she and Xu Fang could be considered to have established a relationship. After all, Xu Fang had expressed his feelings to her before, and in the previous round, she had reluctantly responded.

Despite the damn bizarre event, with the crisis of survival still lingering, at this moment, Luo Xiaoming just wanted to cuddle up next to Xu Fang and enjoy a moment of peace.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Xu Fang's words broke the tranquility, making Luo Xiaoming realize that Xu Fang's memories were still "sealed".

"Xu Fang, do you remember those things?" If possible, she wished she didn't have to awaken her in such a cruel way.

"Before?" Xu Fang looked at her with confusion.

Luo Xiaoming sighed, "You really have forgotten..."

Throughout, there was a sense of distance between the two.

Luo Xiaoming didn't like how Xu Fang treated her like this, because it meant that he regarded her as a stranger.

She couldn't help but feel anxious and angry.

She stood up, leaned on Xu Fang's shoulder, kissed his lips, and then escaped.

Oops, was this move too bold? He hasn't regained his memory yet.

"Consider it a return for last time, hehe, blame yourself for not remembering anything!" She gently covered her lips, imagining Xu Fang's stunned expression.

But she didn't stay at the scene because her blushing cheeks would expose her feelings.

Alright, it's time to prepare for the real business.

Luo Xiaoming returned to the dormitory, but Wen Jian and the others were nowhere to be found, which was better.

After thinking it over, the dormitory was still more suitable as the "crime scene".

Luo Xiaoming hid the knife in her arms, hid under Lao Wang's bed, and quietly waited for Xu Fang to return.

Xu Fang was likely to stay in the dormitory in the afternoon, which would be her chance to strike.