After the female supporting role switches to the male lead script

An Zhiyan's heart suddenly slowed down by half a beat, as if someone grabbed her pigtail, and the pancake in her hand was no longer fragrant, so she just looked at Fang Ruoyu quietly.

"I'll call you that! If we slipped up that day and someone finds out your true identity, that would be bad." Fang Ruoyu smiled lightly, hiding the bitterness in his eyes, " After all, you have a special status! It’s not good to be discovered by others.”

She stuffed the pancake into her mouth, and it tasted like nothing.The hostility disappeared long ago, she just didn't want to be reconciled, that's why she kept her own character while pretending.

Before going to sleep every night, the memories that flooded her mind over and over again made her unable to ignore them.

Do you like Jiang Xinglie?like.

But when she knows everything, it’s not like this? I think, in the face of unequal love, she must have her own pride. She must first be An Zhiyan who has her own judgment ability, and then she can be An Zhiyan who likes Jiang Xinglie.

If a person learns not to respect and love himself, how can he like others.

Now think back to the day of her 16th birthday, her brother Xinglie gave her the new mobile phone that she has loved for a long time.It's her one and only brother Xinglie!But she's not alone.

The moment she received the mobile phone, a series of events that happened next suddenly appeared in her mind.Including her opening the box, including the family servant who accidentally poured red wine on Jiang Xinglie's brand new white shirt, and all kinds of things that he experienced after the start of school.

She kept smiling, and a burst of electrical sound appeared in her brain, "Welcome to Chuanshu Headquarters, target person: An Zhiyan, the copy of Cinderella of Bingshan School Grass is ready for the host to experience."

What??She asked herself, she couldn't understand these strange words, the watch on her hand made a sound, and the people at the table didn't seem to hear it?

"What's the meaning?"

The electric current paused, and explained: "Can you actually hear it? I'm talking! Hello Miss An, are you the main character in this book?"

"Book," she repeated the word? in her heart, "who wrote it?"

Why??Why? It's me?If she is really a character in the book, then? She also wants to let the author who created the book live her life.

The progress of the plot? The lantern keeps freezing in front of her eyes. Isn't she just a supporting role in other people's stories in her whole life?

The pebbles under her feet rolled into the flower pond by the side of the road with the toe of her shoe, and her heart suddenly hurt. An Zhiyan didn't care, and sent Fang Ruoyu to the door of her house.

Fang Ruoyu took a few steps forward, and when he turned around, he saw that An Zhiyan was still standing there, like a puppet. Speaking of which, An Zhiyan didn't bully her like in the book.

Perhaps it was because the two of them experienced many thrilling things when Ji Sichen was still there, but their life now is as plain as water, and people can't help but think back to those days.

"An Zhiyan," her voice was very soft, mixed with the wind, "don't force yourself, just be yourself."

No need? Do something against your heart to maintain your image, it's not good for everyone.She should have noticed it long ago, but she really couldn't bear Ji Sichen.

A living person, who existed in her memory, suddenly disappeared one day.Not death, but more terrible than death.

An Zhiyan threw the remaining pancakes into the trash can, and the two looked at each other through the door, "I regarded you as an enemy at first, and I was thinking if it would be more effective to hurt you in her way .”

"Really? It's very effective."

"you like her?"

This is the only conclusion An Zhiyan can get, she can't think of a better reason to explain the relationship between the two.

Hard not to like it?Fang Ruoyu asked himself a question in his heart, but he turned around and walked into the living room without replying to An Zhiyan's words.

"She may not come back."

"I know!" The voice of the originally silent person suddenly became louder, "You don't need it? Remind me."

An Zhiyan also knew that if she stayed any longer, the two of them would not have any more communication, so she turned around and left quietly.

The wind seemed to pick up suddenly, Fang Ruoyu pushed open the door, Zheng Yixi was at home for the first time, at this time in the past, she would cook dinner at An's house.

Familiar figures are busy in the kitchen? It's just a little weird. The head of the shower in the toilet is turned on, and the sound of rushing water fills the whole house. There is also a strange smell in the living room.

"Mom?" Fang Ruoyu yelled, but saw Zheng Yixi's figure flicker before returning to normal, "Didn't you go to work today?"

"Oh...no." She turned around, her face was pale without a trace of blood, "Mom resigned, my daughter is so grown up, and I want to spend time with you."

Fang Ruoyu felt that she was weird more and more, but she couldn't tell, but it was okay, she had decided not to go with An Zhiyan anymore? It was as close as before.

If you continue to entangle? It will only increase troubles in vain.

Zheng Yixi stroked her cheeks, tears welling from her eyes, and hugged her tightly, "Let Mom take a good look at you."

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" She was strangled by Zheng Yixi's arms, "What? Did you resign suddenly?"

"Have you forgotten? I am divorced today." Zheng Yixi couldn't wait to take out the small red notebook from the table to prove, "We are free."

"It's a good thing. I'm going to be on vacation in two days. Let's go out? Let's relax?" She felt Zheng Yixi's uneasiness, and comforted her in a coquettish tone, "Have we not gone out for a long time? Played."

"Okay, mom will listen to you."

The water in the kitchen was beeping, but Zheng Yixi didn't seem to feel it. Fang Ruoyu gradually hugged her back, always feeling that he had missed some details.

When An Zhiyan got into the taxi, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated violently, which hadn't happened since she came back.

She endured the pain and returned home. The living room didn't turn on the light. She fumbled to turn on the light. Song Li sat on the sofa in the living room with his back to her, shaking his shoulders as if crying.

"Mom?" She walked forward, and Song Li panickedly put what he didn't know behind him, and wiped his tears, "Yanyan is back? Have you finished the exam? Mom ordered takeaway tonight. Will it be delivered in a while? Go back to your room first."

Song Li had a smile on his face, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. An He pushed open the door, and walked in with the wind outside and a solemn expression on his face.

"Hey, wife, we can't hide everything from Yanyan, she is not a child anymore."

"But...but just in case."

"There is no chance, you believe me." An He held Song Li in his arms, and the corners of his eyes began to turn red, "Yanyan, next month you will have a heart transplant operation, the operation is already very mature, the chance of success very high."

"I see," An Zhiyan nodded obediently, "I'm going back to my room first, call me after dinner."

An He comforted his wife in his arms, but Song Li's tears could not be stopped. What she was hiding was not a consent form for surgery, but a psychiatric identification report.

She has always been worried about her only daughter, so she likes to install cameras in the house, which used to be just to guard against thieves.

A few days ago, a servant rushed to tell her to go to the monitoring room. An Zhiyan came to the basement, took out all the pink clothes and shoes, and set a fire.

The fire was not small, and all the servants in An's family were alerted to put out the fire, but An He signaled them not to make any noise. The servant felt sorry? He could only secretly come to tell Song Li.

She has long felt strange that her daughter, who had changed her personality since she was in high school, suddenly changed back.The doubts in her heart piled up, oppressing her nerves, causing her to suffer from insomnia every night.

The last straw that broke the camel's back finally appeared. Song Li did not hesitate to make an appointment with the best psychiatrist in M ​​City. His anxiety finally fell to the ground the moment he saw the report.

Her precious daughter not only has congenital heart disease, but also has split personality disorder.

As night fell, Fang Ruoyu pushed open the window, looked at the sky, and finally understood what Ji Sichen meant. Whenever Fang Ruoyu saw the twinkling stars, he would think of Ji Sichen.

I don't know what happened to her over there?Will the appearance change?How old are you?

Fang Ruoyu was curious about the world over there, and even wanted to go and see it.Want to go? Find her and ask her why? Suddenly appear and leave, why? An Zhiyan will know everything between them.

Was she instigating? An Zhiyan's?No, she certainly wouldn't? Do it.

A cloud of fog floated in her heart, she turned off the light in the room, opened the notebook, and looked forward to the other party's response.

I miss her so much, I miss her even more than when she just left. Missing will not disappear with people leaving, but when I think of her one night, it will come like a rising tide.

Even the bloody watch was the last thing she left for herself.Fang Ruoyu took out the watch from the drawer, expecting it to move.

The first time I saw this watch, I thought it was weird. Ji Sichen always took it with him. Even on the day of the car accident, Fang Ruoyu noticed the watch.

With Ji Sichen's departure, it also stopped turning, like... a timer!If Ji Sichen is really closely related to it? Then Ji Sichen might have a chance to come back after repairing the watch.

Walking counterclockwise? She didn't understand the timer, but she knew the countdown.

Maybe the time when Ji Sichen came to this world was secretly stipulated from the beginning, so she was equipped with a special countdown watch?

But something seemed wrong. As far as she knew, Lin Manfei also came from outside the book, but she didn't have a watch.

"Strange," Fang Ruoyu shook his head, "Why? Is there a difference? Could it be that... Lin Manfei will never leave this book?"

The mist was blown away by the wind, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the earth, but another cloud of mist surrounded the moon.

Fang Ruoyu couldn't figure out these things, so he could only send a text message to Lin Manfei asking her to come out and chat.

There was the sound of hammering dirt outside the window, and Fang Ruoyu cautiously leaned over to wait and see, fearing that it might be those debt collectors breaking into the house in the middle of the night.

In the starry night, can’t you see the moon? Zheng Yixi took a shovel and a hoe, first soaked the soil in the yard, and then loosened the soil in the yard little by little.

A deep pit gradually appeared in the center of the yard. She trembled and looked around before burying the sack tied to the mouth.

There was a strange smell in the air. Fang Ruoyu sniffed it carefully. It was the smell she smelled when she just came home today.After reacting, she tightly covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound, and her body slid along the wall to the ground, tears streaming out instantly.

That's the smell of blood...