Han Yu's Wu Shixun, send me flowers!

Take a hot bath and get a good night's sleep, and you'll be fine. Lu Lin squinted her eyes and fell asleep in a daze. She seemed to see Shixun turning around and smiling at her in a half-dream, and the dim streetlight shone into her eyes through the car glass. , he was dazzled by a halo in her eyes, he was really good-looking.

She smiled too, she had him in her dream.

Back in the urban area, the rain just stopped. Lu Lin pushed open the door and stood at the door of the house with a smile, watching Shixun resist her own tram with a long face.

The previously tumbling clouds calmed down, and the devastated trees still stood tall and straight on both sides of the street, but the dead branches and fallen leaves lying on the ground reminded that today’s one was not a dream, and the air was filled with the interest of the rest of life. Lu Lin was very interesting. Seeing Shixun busy before and after, he thought to himself, finally opened cheating once.

After putting the car away, Shixun came out and gave Lu Lin an interesting look.

The accident happened at this moment. He walked towards her, and she stood there. It was just a butterfly flapping its wings lightly. No one expected it to evolve into today's situation.

Time stood still, the flowerpot on the roof had withstood the wind and rain for a day, and it was very difficult for it to withstand the budding flower seedlings and the wet soil. It slowly fell apart and fell away from the guardrail and headed downstairs Falling quickly, the sound disappeared, and the whole street became a background. Lu Lin's smile was fixed at this moment. She didn't feel any pain at the moment when she was hit by the vase. Shixun's eyes were eager and sad when he rushed over to hug him , The pain in her heart suffocated more than the pain in her head.

Lu Lin raised her hand with difficulty, the blood slipped past her eyes, and she struggled to open her eyes, but she was exhausted in the end. Shixun's eyes fell from falling to extinguishing within seconds, and her hands were powerlessly hanging down in front of his eyes When he caught it, all he felt was the cold body temperature...

He hugged her body that was rapidly losing heat, and the person lying powerlessly in his arms with closed eyes was really Lu Lin who was smiling at him just a moment ago?

I want to cry but I can't cry, it's like a lump in my throat, I'm so sad that I can't speak, I can't understand how much pain it will be until the most painful moment.Lu Lin's blood dripped on the stagnant water, the smell of iron permeated his surroundings, and the blood color spread as far as he could see. This scene was replayed as if it had been rehearsed countless times, and the huge pain seemed to be a routine exercise again. advent.

He called Lu Lin's name over and over in a low voice, but it didn't help.

After a large wave of blank attacks, when Lu Lin opened her eyes again, the people on the street were in a hurry, and there was a beeping ambulance parked not far away, the stretcher was put aside, and the doctors and nurses were torn apart. Shixun hugged Lu Lin tightly, she had never seen such a faceless Wu Shixun, all she could see was him on stage (A) or him waiting downstairs with clear eyebrows, she stepped forward He started to rush to his side, but within a few steps, he was blocked by a transparent barrier standing in front of him.

She stood up, rubbed her knees and ran back, also to no avail. Lu Lin tried several directions and was blocked back. She stayed in a transparent glass room, and no one outside could see or hear her. She, she cried and slapped the invisible barrier, her face was covered with tears and she couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Huang Zitao! Where are you? Come out, don't hide in the dark and watch the show!" Lu Lin cried until she knelt down, "Don't hide, show up like before...show up!"

There was no improvement at all, all I could see was Shixun standing on the side of the street, Qiao Yeji hugging him who was out of control...

Suddenly the transparent glass was dotted with starlight, and she opened her swollen eyes to look at the words on the screen, struggling to distinguish them.

[Please select the fourth round of the story]

Where is Huang Zitao?Lu Lin opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't make a sound.

[The system temporarily blocks your voice]

[About the news about Creator No. [-], you do not have permission to know]

who are you?

【Creator Agent System Bill】

[Your next plot is arranged by me, of course you also have the right to choose]

How to choose, I have been deprived of the right to choose since I entered the B world line!

【①Randomly select the plot】

【②Choose the plot independently】

【③ Exit the game】

Where will I go after exiting?

[You will leave the B world line and arrive at the C world line until you successfully participate in the game before returning to the A world line]

What about him?What will happen to Oh Sehun?

【He will keep all the memories related to you】

Isn't he an NPC? !

【Your withdrawal is the reason why he cannot be an NPC】

[You still have 30 seconds to choose]

【please choose】

Lu Lin raised her head to look at Shixun, he looked at her direction with nothing in his eyes without a trace of landing, like a marionette with no feeling in his eyes, tears kept sliding down his chest, and there were bloodstains left by her on his body.She moved her firm eyes to the screen, put her finger on the [①randomly selected plot], and said silently: "God, please have mercy on me!"

Lu Lin still had time to stay in World Line B, and she followed Shixun after he left the hospital.No one can see her, Lu Lin followed her silently, letting passers-by penetrate her body, there was no pain at all, but the sadness in front of her seemed to tear her apart, Shixun was walking staggeringly on the road, at this moment Lu Lin Lin hated her own carelessness. If she could read the diary again, she wouldn't be in the current situation.

As long as she thought of the regret of not being able to accompany him until the winter, she would have difficulty breathing, even though she had already lost the ability to breathe.

Pedestrians were all thankful that they were able to survive the typhoon, which made Wu Shixun even more confused and depressed. The gloomy sunlight would make him dizzy. He just refused Aqiao's company, and he just wanted to walk home alone. , too many comforts are just fragments floating in the air without any real effect, Lu Lin fell into his arms, not long ago, she was the one who left with the typhoon.

There is a hole in the heart that is pouring cold wind, which is worse than the chill brought by the typhoon. It seems that there is a bit of hail and it hits the body with a deep pain. There is no need to exist in the eyes, his throat is pinched by a pair of strong hands, making him breathless.

Lu Lin could only watch from behind, powerless.

The change of day and night has no difference in her eyes, and it seems that a long time has passed when she opened and closed her eyes.But what could be more ironic than witnessing your own funeral?

Her photo was pasted on the gray and white marble, and Lu Lin didn't know when she had taken such a photo, her crooked eyes and mouth formed a uniform arc, how happy she was.Few of the people who came to the funeral were people she knew, probably the friends her ex had made on the B world line, but overall it seemed deserted.

Several bouquets of white roses and apricots were placed in front of the tombstone, one of which was exactly the same as the one she had seen in "The Miracle of December", a red rose against the white one, with dewy petals on it Lying on the ground silently like a beauty, she approached its transparent body and passed through the bouquet, and the raindrops also passed through her, standing in the cemetery like an orphan abandoned by the world.

Lu Lin raised her hand to catch the rainwater. Even though she lost all senses, she was willing to bear the weight of the rainwater. That was the only evidence that she was still here.

Those who attended the funeral left one after another, and finally Qiao Yeji also left with a sigh and wiped away tears, only Shixun was still standing there, his back recalled the memory that was sealed by Huang Zitao, the broken point of the memory was clearly connected At the end of the second round, someone in the church in the distance was playing an aria, weeping and complaining.Standing behind him, Lu Lin hugged Shixun with slightly trembling shoulders with her nothing body. Now she doesn't need to stand on tiptoe to rest her head on his shoulders.

I finally got your shoulders, but lost the right to really hug you.

When the time was up, Lu Lin left the place where she was standing slowly, looked around, and was still again.

She sucked her nose, but she couldn't be defeated, there were seven rounds left, and no matter what, don't repeat the tragic protagonist.

Lu Lin walked out of the dark cloud-covered suburb step by step, and Shixun, who was left in place, was allowed to turn around at this time, and he also made a choice during the period of time when the world was still.

"Lu Lin, I don't want to leave you alone." This is his promise, and it is also his destiny.

Bill, who was hiding in the dark, showed a smile. The NPC did not have the right to keep the game video, which would hinder the participants from having fun.

The author has something to say: I made up the name of the stage play, and so did the lines.

I don't know cars, but I like pickup trucks, which can be attacked and retreated. The most important name is Rapeseed! F-150 Raptor!Such a domineering side leakage is just right for the male lead, attached picture (hope I can see it)

Sehun's choice will be revealed in the next round, and all the suffering is for the final outcome.

The heroine of the subsequent plots will continue to be blackened, because the author's life has begun to be tragic, I can't accept the environment I live in, and I don't have the money to move out, so I will be more ruthless when I am sad.

If you can't accept it, neither can I.

Four times · Part1

Lu Lin woke up from a deep dream, her brain was as heavy as lead, she rubbed her forehead and rubbed her shoulders as if she had gone through a weightlifting competition, and when she looked around, she found that she seemed to be back in a high school classroom, surrounded by green teenagers and girls in uniform.

It was probably during the class break, when twos and threes gathered together to play around, she raised her head and saw her messy bangs and the red mark on her forehead from the reflection of the glass window, if her shocked expression was ignored, it would be nothing but