Infinite resurrection in survival games

In a ward next to the stairs on the third floor, Yan Chun kept backing away until his back touched the wall. He couldn't retreat, his face was pale, "Xiao Wu, why do you have to kill me? Aren't we good friends?" ?”

Yan Chun's eyes were red, "Mom and Dad said you're dead. You're not dead, why didn't you come to me?"

As soon as his words fell, Xiao Wu's sword violently slashed on the table beside him, making Yan Chun tremble in fright, tears were already rolling in his eyes.

"I used to regard us as good friends. I believed in the friendship between toys and humans." Xiao Wu's voice was full of hatred, "Yan Chun, I regarded you as a friend, but you abandoned me!"

"I am not dead, I have been waiting for you to go back at my original home! But what did I wait for? I waited for the new head of that house! You threw me away! Yan Chun, you gave up on us Friendship, you betrayed me!" Xiao Wu lost control of his emotions, "Yan Chun, do you know how much I hated you at that moment?"

"Human beings treachery! I've had enough!" Xiao Wu's eyes became cold and fierce: "Anyone who betrays me will die! Yan Chun, you deserve to die!"

He will never forget how embarrassed he was at the moment when he was abandoned from that home. He slept in the trash can, slept in the street, and knocked on doors from door to door looking for Yan Chun. It was so painful that his heart ached just thinking about his cotton!
He was told that for the pain to go away, the culprit had to go away.

He wants to kill Yan Chun, he doesn't want to hurt anymore, he wants to start a new life.

"But...but I'm sick." Yan Chun trembled his lips, "I was sick and hospitalized, so I couldn't go home, and my parents said you were dead."

Big tears rolled down from Yan Chun's eyes, burning Xiao Wu's heart.

Xiao Wu's hand trembled, hatred mixed with hesitation, strong and complicated emotions filled his cotton heart, he yelled, turned his head and split the hospital bed bitterly, "You lied again, Yan Chun, You lied again!"

"I didn't." Yan Chun shook his head desperately, "I really didn't know you were alive before."

Xiao Wu listened to his words, but in an instant his eyes turned cold again, "Yan Chun, you are lying."

Yan Chun opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he heard Xiao Wu say again: "Leaves."

Hearing these two words, Yan Chun's face turned even paler, he even forgot to cry, and just stared blankly at Xiao Wu, "You"

Before he could finish his sentence, the door was kicked open with a bang.

When Suman entered the room, he saw the scene of the two confronting each other.

But it was useless for her to make a move. Xiao Wu jumped out of the window and left, leaving only a plausible sentence, "Yan Chun, you have lied since you were a child. When will you be honest again?"

Yan Chun stood there in a daze, as if shocked by Xiao Wu's words, she cried after a while, apologizing in a very low voice: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

He said sorry, and he didn't know what he was sorry for.

Although Su Man came in late, she also heard something outside the door. She didn't care about Yan Chun crying so sadly, she walked to the place where Xiao Wu jumped out of the window, looked outside, and asked a question out of the blue : "What does he mean by leaves?"

Yan Chun stopped crying, shook his head for a while, and choked up softly: "I don't know."

"Really?" Su Man didn't look back, looked around the room, picked up a leaf on the ground in a corner, thoughtfully, and asked, "Yan Chun, do you like leaves very much? "