Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou was slightly startled.

His eyes were focused on the swaying sea water in front of him, as if recalling.

The sea in front of him is a mirror, which can clearly reflect his own face.

Occasionally there are fine ripples, which are also like the spasms from the depths of the sea in a very still state.

The whole ocean is waiting for Nanzhou's answer.

This is what confuses Nan Zhou the most.

—His answer should be "no".

Never Town, he is the only person with a clear consciousness, there is no existence that can be called a friend.

Later, when the world opened up unexpectedly, he lost a memory.

When he woke up on the bus, he was with Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang.

They are all good, but still a little far from "friends".

Although Jiang Fang seems to want it, Nan Zhou has not yet thought about whether to accept Jiang Fang as his friend.

And the rules of the game are very clear.

The questions asked by the sea of ​​memory are all read and confirmed that they can answer them.

It seems that it is accustomed to use quantitative data to evaluate human emotions.

Nan Zhou's memory has always been very good, and he is also a person who is good at quantifying his emotions with various standards and data.

But the current problem is that in his memory, there is a lack of quite important, objective and reference data.

In other words, if he wants to score points, he may need to answer blindly.

Nanzhou placed the glass bottle on his side.

He asked, "What is the standard of intimacy?"

The little mermaid replied: "It can be anything. The sea of ​​memory will evaluate your memory as correct or not.

Nanzhou: "Why should we trust its assessment?"

Little Mermaid: "The sea of ​​memory is objective and does not lie."

Nanzhou confirmed: "Will you not lie?"

Little Mermaid: "Yes."

Nan Zhou: "Then what's the happiest thing that my same-sex friend and I have done together?"

The Little Mermaid: "…"

Nanzhou: "It doesn't verify, how can I trust it doesn't lie?"

The Little Mermaid: "…"

Seeing that the little mermaid kept her mouth tightly closed and did not intend to answer, Nan Zhou did not continue to press on.

He also knows that the authenticity of the memory evaluation by the Sea of ​​Memory, just like the full moon can restrain him in all directions, is the most fundamental setting of the game character function.

If you can play tricks on the authenticity of the evaluation results, then the players will have no resistance in the face of the "Sea of ​​Memory" that will never show up and has absolute ruling power over them , A guinea pig that can only be slaughtered.

The balance of the game is gone.

The only question is, how do they use their memory to fit the ruler of the sea of ​​memory.

Nanzhou changed the question: "How can the sea of ​​memory know the content of my memory?"

The little mermaid explained again: "The rock you are on is the center."

Nanzhou: "Oh."

He put his fingertips on the head of his hippocampus-shaped rock, groped for a while, pinched the corner of the rock with his slender fingertips, and exerted a little force—

Click.

The head of the seahorse said goodbye to his body.

The Little Mermaid: "…"

The little beauty was stunned.

Reefs are like some kind of very repairing creatures that grow in place in no time.

Nan Zhou threw the seahorse head in his hand into the depths of the sea, and repeated the same trick, breaking the head of the seahorse.

Sea of ​​Memories: "…"

…Are you in debt?

The thin-skinned little mermaid did not repeat this sentence.

Nanzhou is indeed in debt.

He just hates being peeped at him without consultation.

He fought against the hippocampus rock provided by the sea of ​​memory, and chatted with the little mermaid: "How long until dawn?"

The little mermaid looked up and met the bright moonlight: "It's summer now."

Nan Zhou also looked up with her and positioned the trajectory of the moon: "Ah. Then there are 4 to 5 hours until the end of the game."

The little mermaid who is familiar with marine weather gave an accurate time: "It's 5 hours."

Listening to Nan Zhou's mention of the time, Li Yinhang realized what was the reason for Nan Zhou's inconspicuous frown when he answered.

Just now, her attention was completely drawn to the question.

It was probably due to the thinking habits developed during her student days. As soon as the question came to her, she subconsciously answered it, but she forgot that the time limit for answering each question was 15 minutes.

She bit her lip regretfully.

The little mermaid clearly stipulates that the time for the end of the game is dawn.

Whether you know the answer or not, you should use the dragging trick.

In order to delay the time, Nan Zhou even asked how the little mermaid usually hunts in the sea.

The little mermaid is also a warm-hearted, answering question.

Time ticks by with the waves.

Jiang Fang on the side was silently choking time, waiting for the answer.

He knew that Nan Zhou no longer remembered his past self.

So he didn't know what Nanzhou would say.

Jiang Fang was only worried that he was wrong.

In addition to this worry, there is a little bit of expectation growing like a weed.

The answer entered the countdown, and the little mermaid looked at him with a hint of wordless urging and concentration.

Receiving the signal released by the little mermaid, Nan Zhouka gave his answer before the end of the answering time: "I am with him, the happiest thing is..."

Nan Zhou paused: "He hugged me and bit my neck."

Li Yinhang: “…”

After reacting, she looked up at the sky and pretended not to hear anything.

The boss is really a boss.

My LED light bulb is almost growing by their side, and they can still spare time to do such wild things.

Jiang Fang lowered his head and tightened his palms.

The little mermaid closed her eyes and listened to the approval of the sea of ​​memory.

After more than ten seconds, she opened her bright eyes again and nodded gently: "Yes. The answer is correct."

Nan Zhou silently said "Huh" in the bottom of her heart.

…It really does.

He was ready to pay the price.

He unconsciously raised his hand and counted the teeth marks on the back of his neck through the thin cloth.

This bite mark is the most special and untraceable trace left on Nanzhou.

He has speculated about the origin of the bite marks.

Either he has made a grudge with someone, or with whom he has made love.

According to common sense, it is impossible to easily expose such a vulnerable position to anyone.

Anyone who can leave a wound here, even if not a friend, is a very close person.

The bite marks have top-to-bottom pressure marks, and their height is significantly higher than themselves. In most cases, they can be considered to be of the same sex.

Nanzhou believes that it contains a different kind of emotion.

Perhaps that person is so cruel that he hates and loves to the extreme, and wants to tear him apart.

But because I can't remember which end of hate and love, Nan Zhou can only gamble.

The velvet wraps the body and keeps gathering.

Slight itching, slight tenderness, slight breathlessness, but very comfortable.

Nan Zhou thought that if he could be bitten on the neck by someone so concerned, at that moment, he who always wanted to have a friend should be happy.

He didn't notice that Jiang Fang's fingers on one side touched his lips.

The slender index finger tapped the corner of her lips.

There seemed to be a faint **** smell in the mouth again.

He knew that Nanzhou was speculating based on the remnants of his body.

Only, that memory was not so good for Jiang Fang.

Drift the bottle into the water, spin freely, and pick the next answerer.

The mouth of the bottle was aimed at Li Yinhang again.

This time the question is: "What are your three biggest fears?"

…Li Yinhang was speechless.

She is afraid of a lot of things, just the flying southern cockroaches, wasps, snakes and toads, you can PK internally.

Li Yinhang spent fifteen minutes to confirm his memory and organize his language as concisely as possible.

She replied: "The death of all people or things."

"No money."

"Ghosts."

After listening to the answer from the sea, the little mermaid regretted: "Wrong."

"You fear death for all."

"You are afraid of not having money."

"You are afraid of dragging others down because of your inability, but even so, you are still powerless."

The voice fell, and the puppet-like numbness extended to the roots of Li Yinhang's thighs.

Two consecutive losses, coupled with the final conclusion, made Li Yinhang's mentality explode instantly.

This game does not require them to expend any physical strength, and does not require them to hide, escape, or run.

Or, they have nowhere to run.

Memory is embedded in their brains.

Real fear and fear are also deeply rooted there.

She can only use her fingertips to clasp the rock full of tiny holes under her.

The ears were full of the sharp roar of the tides, and the gravitational pull of the moon constantly rotating above their heads pulled her heart tide, surging and chaotic.

until she heard the moonless voice of Nanzhou.

"No." Nan Zhou said, "You won't drag anyone down, and you won't be much behind."

"As long as you give me a hand, you'll catch up."

Li Yinhang opened his eyes in a trance and found the fourth bottle floating on the water, the mouth of which was still aimed at Nanzhou.

Nanzhou picked up the bottle and placed the two empty glass bottles side by side.

Li Yinhang endured the warmth in his eyes, sorted out his mood obediently, and worked hard to prepare for the next problem that would come at any time.

The question in the bottle drawn by Nan Zhou is: "Who is the opposite **** that impresses you the most?"

Since it's not a name, then this question is not difficult for Nanzhou to answer.

After 15 minutes of dragging, Nan Zhou gave the answer.

He said, "There was a lady who planted an apple tree for me."

However, when giving the answer, Nan Zhou clearly felt the numbness spreading from the bottom of his feet.

He couldn't help but stare at his gradually wooden legs, looking confused.

"No," said the little mermaid, "no."

Nan Zhou: "...What's the answer?"

Little Mermaid: "It's your sister."

Nan Zhou opened his mouth, wanting to refute something.

He admitted that his sister did have a great influence on his life.

She died because of herself after all.

But when it comes to "impressive", no matter what factors are comprehensively evaluated, my sister should not be prioritized over Ms. Apple Tree.

Sister is a fake family member he has long realized.

Ms. Apple Tree was the first real life he saw in his long lonely life.

The heartbeat at that moment was like a drum, which could not be replicated at any moment in his life.

Although he only glanced at it, until now, he can still use the tip of the pen to outline the smile on the lips of Lady Apple Tree.

The status of Ms. Apple Tree in his heart is only a little bit worse than the relationship of friends.

However, when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

Nan Zhou rubbed her stiff calf, opened the subject, object, and attribute in the drifting bottle one by one, thinking word by word the reason for her wrong answer.

The final destination falls on two words.

"Most Impressive".

and "the opposite sex".

He couldn't help but start thinking about a new question he had never considered before:

—Ms. Apple Tree, is that "Ms"?

When the drifting bottle was rotated for the fifth time, the mouth of the bottle was finally aligned with Jiang Fang for the first time.

Currently, they have answered four questions and nearly 50 minutes have passed.

There are four hours and ten minutes before dawn.

There are only three people participating in the game, Jiang Fang has not been drawn until now, and his luck is not bad.

He leaned over and picked up the drifting bottle that was swimming towards him, flicked the water droplets from the bottle, and took out the answer sheet.

Seeing the question written in black and white, Jiang Fang blinked, the corners of his mouth pursed, and his cheeks flushed red.

Without saying a word, his expression already contained a thousand words of dialogue, betraying the heart of an extremely rational and utilitarian.

Nan Zhou: "What's the problem?"

His tone was a little strangely difficult, and he read the question on the paper: "The first time you were jealous...for what?"

Li Yinhang: “…”

Why did the painting style change when I arrived at Jiang Fang?

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[On how the sea of ​​memory deals with players]

Dealing with Li Yinhang: pierce your heart

Dealing with Nanzhou: Talking About Friends

Dealing with Fang: Public execution