What kind of bad thoughts can the hero of the plane have?

Chapter 27 This President Is Different (27)
Xiao Ming said that Di Jingting's diary is very long, that is, it is really long.

Xiao Ming is still reading aloud.

【I walked to the door of Su Yan's room with the pear cake, but I overheard the conversation between her and someone else.

Between the words, it is quite annoying to me.

I suppressed the violent turmoil in my heart, and stood silently at the door, listening to Su Yan's conversation with others.

I thought I could keep calm, but my hands still trembled when I heard the girl's decisive "I want to surrender to Di Jingting unless I die".

The porcelain white plate fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the pear flower cake was smashed to pieces. I squatted down and numbly picked up the shattered cake.

How disgusting it must be to say such a decisive and cold word "death".

I am not sure.

Faintly, I heard the sound of the door opening.

Su Yan's voice seemed to be far away, I was immersed in my emotions, but my body was stiff, picking up the broken pear cake...

In a trance, the fragments of the plate seemed to have cut my fingers, and the dark red blood dripped to the ground. I didn't feel any pain, but was just in a daze.

Su Yan seemed angry.

I couldn't hear what she said, and I didn't understand what I did wrong. I looked up blankly, but I happened to see Su Yan leaving.

I became panicked for no reason, I subconsciously wanted to reach out and hold her wrist, but after realizing that my hands were stained with blood, which would stain the girl, I silently withdrew my fingers.

"Don't go..."

I heard my own voice, hoarse and broken, the girl didn't leave, she looked at me silently, as if she wanted to see what I could say.

I licked my pale and dry lips, my voice was hoarse and terrible: "That's all...do you hate me?"

The girl opposite sighed slowly: "Then tell me, should I hate you?"

I pursed my lips into a straight line and hung my fingers weakly on both sides, already having the answer in my heart.

Think about it in another way, anyone who is locked in a closed room alone will be unhappy.

Obviously, when a girl was angry in the past, I could calmly convince myself with "I'm thinking about her safety", but now I can't.

I... feel ashamed of her.

"Sorry, it's my fault..."

My voice was hoarse, and I tried my best to suppress my turbulent emotions. I licked my lips again, and said in a rare and humble tone: "Can you...don't hate me?"

After a long time, I heard the girl's low voice: "You have to give me a reason."

The ground was a mess, I looked at the dripping blood on the ground, and felt the pain belatedly.

reason?What reason can there be?
It's all pointless quibbling.

I licked my dry lips, silent.

The atmosphere fell silent for a while, and I was hesitating whether to give in, but the girl in front of me sighed and said helplessly, "...where is the medicine box?"

The girl wanted a medicine kit at this time, and there was only one possibility—to bandage the wound.

And this time, it was only me who was hurt.

I suppressed the joy in my heart, like a child who made a mistake, and whispered: "No... I don't know."

"If you don't know, just ask." The girl rubbed between her brows helplessly, "Is there a doctor at home?"

doctor?Of course there are.

But as the words rolled around his lips, they turned into an unintentional "no."

I also have selfishness.

I got Su Yan to give me the medicine as I wished.

In the process of talking with Su Yan, I learned about her past. I didn't expect that she was born in a patriarchal family...

She talked about what happened in the past in a calm tone. I opened my mouth, wanting to say something to comfort the girl, but I couldn't think of any words.

Words seemed particularly pale and weak at this moment.

If there are really super powers in the world, I want to travel back in time and hug Su Yan when I was a child.

When this thought crossed my mind, I had to admit that my heart was moved.

For the first time in my 25 years of boring life, I really felt the feeling of heartbeat.

The barren heart bloomed its own flowers.

The name of that flower is Su Yan. 】

The diary officially ends here.

Compared with other short diaries, Di Jingting's diary is very long.

【Lord God, I... I finished reading. 】

Seeing that Su Yan did not speak for a long time, Xiao Mingqing coughed twice and reminded in a low voice.

Su Yan is still thinking about the last sentence in Di Jingting's diary - the name of that flower is Su Yan.

"Where is Di Jingting's previous diary?"

Su Yan curled up her fingers hanging by her side.

[Return to the Lord God, it's gone~ The last diary I read was Di Jingting's first diary. 】

"Isn't he in the habit of keeping a diary?"

Su Yan raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

[It is recorded in the original book that Di Jingting doesn't like to keep a diary, and only writes down some important things. 】

Su Yan was dumbfounded. She thought about the contents of Di Jingting's diary, but she still didn't understand some things: "It's the first time I feel the feeling of heartbeat, what do you mean?"

[Of course it's literally~ It's not normal for the male protagonist in the novel to be attracted to the female protagonist...]

In the middle of speaking, Xiao Ming suddenly fell silent.

It is indeed normal for the heroine of a novel to be attracted to the heroine, but... Di Jingting's heartbeat is not the heroine, but Su Yan who occupies the body of the heroine.

【This... shouldn't be...】

Xiao Ming couldn't figure it out.

According to the rules of book-traveling, the male protagonist should like the original female protagonist, and the first task of the book-traveler is to maintain the character to prevent the protagonist from seeing the difference.

But the performance of the main god that day... was quite different from the original one, otherwise the progress bar of character design compliance would not have dropped so fast.

This also proves from the side... what Di Jingting likes is the main god Su Yan who crosses the book plane, not the heroine Su Yan who tried to escape 99 times in the original novel.

【Lord God, maybe you are too charming? 】

For a long time, Xiao Ming guessed cautiously.

Su Yan didn't respond.

Through the door frame, she could see the man in the study, with silver-gray chains hanging on both sides. It seemed that the problem that troubled him had been solved, and the man's frowning brows slowly relaxed.

He paused with his fingers holding the pen, and then wrote the final summary of the diary on the white paper.

The man's fingers were porcelain white and slender, and when he held the black pen, he felt an indescribable sense of abstinence.

Su Yan was suddenly curious about what he wrote.

"Xiao Ming?"

The two are indeed partners who have cooperated for a long time. She just called Xiao Ming's name, and it understood.

【Lord God, what he wrote is...Additionally, in this world, only Su Yan can act wildly on me. 】

It is a supplement to the diary of "Su Yan dared to play wild on my head".

(End of this chapter)