The male protagonist tricked me

Perhaps because this day was really exhausting, Song Ao had a good night's sleep that night.

When he woke up the next day, Song Ao felt as if he had passed away.

However, when he touched the familiar mobile phone and woke up according to the working time under the action of the biological clock, the sense of familiarity returned to his body.

He was the Song Ao who overcame thorns and thorns, counted everything, and finally died tragically.

This peaceful, gentle and shy Song Ao, who has never encountered any luck or misfortune in his life, is also him.

He is still him, although he has two souls miraculously, but he is still him.

But this him is also a little different from before.

Song Ao washed and dressed again, stepped out of the house, and once again joined the crowd at work.

But, starting today, he knows where he came from, and even more where he is going.

He is no longer a piece of duckweed in the sea of ​​people, but a flat boat.

Although he is still drifting in the vast sea of ​​people, he already knows the direction he wants to go, so he is no longer confused and hard to bear.

Although Song Ao doesn't have any real friends, but because he has always been aloof from the world and has a gentle personality, he is very popular in the company.

When the colleagues in the copyright department heard his request, they sent Xingchenhaihai's signing materials without saying a word.

Song Ao looked at the photo and name on the scanned ID card, but his doubts grew even bigger.

Although the guy in the photo is an adult, he is just 20 years old. If you calculate the day when you contacted me to sign the contract, it is just over.

The boy whose pen name is Xingchen Haihai is also called Chen Xinghai, but Song Ao searched his memory, but he never found a person named Chen Xinghai.

But, how does a person he doesn't know at all understand the story of him and Jiang Heng so deeply, and describe all of them vividly?

Song Ao clicked on Jiang Heng's profile picture with confusion and suspicion, and sent the scanned copy of Chen Xinghai's ID card.

"This is the real identity of Xingchen Hai, but I don't know a person named Chen Xinghai, do you know him?"

With the return of memory, Song Ao's attitude towards Jiang Heng finally became more common - when he had no memory, he instinctively felt owed to Jiang Heng, so he instinctively didn't want to face it and was afraid of getting along with him.

It was not the fear of Jiang Heng himself, but the sense of guilt that surrounded him so tightly that he couldn't breathe.

But after learning the reason, Song Ao felt relieved.

He once thought that he could never make up for what he had done to Jiang Heng, but now that he has the opportunity, it should be something to be happy about.

On the other end, Jiang Heng looked at the news from Song Ao and fell into deep thought.

Chen Xinghai?He has never known anyone with this name, but when it comes to Stars and Seas, he seems to really know someone...

Jiang Heng's eyes darkened, he pursed his lips, thinking about how to reply Song Ao's message.

Last night, he almost stayed up all night, reading the novel "The King of the Star Sea" repeatedly.

Although from the beginning, his intuition told him that what Song Ao said was true, but this matter was still unbelievable and unbelievable to ordinary people.

But the more Jiang Heng looked at it, the more dignified his expression became, and more things beyond the description of the novel appeared in his mind. , and even some parts that have not been described in the novel began to flash in his mind.

near, far.

It seems that this is not the first time he experienced what he saw, especially when he saw Song Ao leaving the Honglian training camp, a voice in his heart told him, "No, no, Song Ao didn't leave, he stayed."

Jiang Heng lowered his eyes and fixed his eyebrows, and tapped his fingers on the screen of the phone slowly. He did not admit or deny that he knew Xingchenhai, but said, "Give me his contact information."

Song Ao vaguely felt Jiang Heng's displeasure from this sentence. Although he still wanted to ask in detail, he still held back.

There has always been the best tacit understanding between them, since Jiang Heng is unwilling to tell him at this time, there must be his reasons.

Song Ao pushed Xingchenhai's business card over and didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Heng enlarged Chen Xinghai's photo again, and then took a closer look at his face.

Young people in their early twenties have green onions and juicy skin, and their facial features are not particularly outstanding. When they are matched together, they have a cynical feeling, as if they see through everything in the world lightly.

Such a temperament appeared on a young man in his early 20s, which seemed a bit weird.

And the name Stars and Seas.

Jiang Heng always felt that he should know each other, but where did he meet him?

Jiang Heng swiped his finger on the phone screen, exited from the photo of Xingchenhai, then clicked on the business card sent by Song Ao, and sent a friend request.

Soon the other side passed, and Xingchenhai directly put a "?" question mark over.

For some reason, although there was only a simple question mark, Jiang Heng read a kind of disgust from it.

Out of some strange intuition, he also felt a little disgusted with this sea of ​​stars in his heart, and replied him very coldly: "I think the plot you wrote is wrong."

Star Sea: "..."

Xingchenhai: "I don't want you to think, I want me to think."

Jiang Heng bluntly returned the question mark "?", expressing his dislike deeply.

Xingchenhai: "This is obviously a peaceful and warm world, but you really hate people so much, Jiang Heng."

Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, this guy should know him, and he is very familiar with each other, but they dislike each other.

Although he still doesn't know who the other party is, Jiang Heng has been able to grasp the appropriate feeling during the conversation.

"To each other." He continued to reply indifferently.

He has always been a person who is as cold and hard as a rock. Jiang Heng never thinks there is anything wrong with this. His heart has only been shaken by one person.

In the world that he hadn't fully remembered, his heart was only softened for one person.

It's a pity that that person finally destroyed everything with his own hands, leaving everything in dust.

"So what do you think the plot should be like?" Xingchen Dahai asked.

Jiang Heng was stumped by this question, but instead of retreating, he asked instead, "So what is the ending of the story?"

Xingchen Dahai is obviously also a guy with double standards. Facing Song Ao's questioning, he is only willing to give some outlines secretly, revealing a little bit.

But when facing Jiang Heng, he directly handed the knife unceremoniously, even disdain to use sugar to disguise it.

"You killed Song Ao, the deadly kind." Xing Chenhai said.

These words were so powerful that Jiang Heng, who was poking straight at him, lost his helmet and armor in an instant, and the whole person fell into a kind of disbelief. 'Especially what Xingchen Dahai said was not "Jiang Heng killed Song Ao", but "You killed Song Ao".

This undoubtedly proved Jiang Heng's identity from the sidelines.

But, thinking of the person who was still sleeping in his arms last night, how could he accept all this?

Infinite evil thoughts suddenly surged in Jiang Heng's heart, he squinted his eyes and typed, wishing he could bring the stars and seas in front of his eyes and beat him up.

"Impossible." Jiang Heng denied, it was impossible for him to do this!

"Impossible, it's all what you have done." Xingchenhai's recovery came very quickly, "You might as well read it before making a conclusion."

Explosive negative emotions rolled in his heart, Jiang Heng gritted his teeth and closed the chat interface with Xingchenhai.

He rubbed the space between his brows, sat on the seat for a while, and then calmed down a little.

"Come to my office." Jiang Heng sent Song Ao a message.

Song Ao was stunned after receiving the news, stood up from his seat, and walked to the small office behind.

He knew that Jiang Heng called him definitely not to say anything about work, and he felt Jiang Heng's anxiety from this short line.

Song Ao couldn't help but quicken his pace, but when he came to the door of Jiang Heng's office, he stopped for a while and hesitated.

He and Jiang Heng are actually very different now from before.

In the world where they really existed, lived, and died, he and Jiang Heng were classmates, friends, brothers, and enemies.

Perhaps there were some subtle feelings between each other that were never broken, but they never took that step until Song Ao's death.

But in this world, they have crossed the line from the beginning, and have some kind of intimacy that transcends everything.

Song Ao didn't know where this uncontrollable relationship would lead things to go, and he didn't even think about how to face it.

This is what he has always wanted, but never got.

It's what he feels his base self doesn't deserve.

But now that he has all this in his hands, he must hold it firmly.

Taking a deep breath and letting out a breath, Song Ao bent his fingers and gently knocked on the door of Jiang Heng's office.

To Song Ao's surprise, there was no "come in" sound from inside, the door opened directly from the inside, and Jiang Heng stretched out a hand, dragging him directly into the door.

"Bang!" The door slammed shut behind Song Ao, before he could stand still, he was blocked by Jiang Heng's body, and pressed tightly against the door.

A hand passed through his waist, and Jiang Heng buried his head on his neck and shoulders.

There is not much difference in height between the two, Jiang Heng is only two or three centimeters taller than Song Ao, but now he is like a wayward child, insisting on squeezing into Song Ao's arms.

Song Ao couldn't help but hugged Jiang Heng with his backhand, and asked him softly, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Heng's voice trembled slightly.

"I didn't...didn't hurt you, did I?"

Song Ao was taken aback, and the smile on his face suddenly froze. He was silent for a moment, "You remember?"

Jiang Heng's tall body trembled slightly, and his heart sank even further.

"No." He shook his head, put his hands on Song Ao's shoulders, and looked up at him.

The eyes of the two met without love or hatred.

"What's the matter, why did you suddenly ask?" Song Ao asked again, there was no smile on his face, only concern.

Jiang Heng pursed the corners of his lips tightly, "So, is it true?" His dry voice was filled with unresolved distress, and finally he added with certainty, "It is true."

What the stars and the sea said was true.

He killed Song Ao...

He killed Song Ao? !

He can't forgive himself!

Song Ao put a hand on Jiang Heng's shoulder lightly, "It's not your fault, it's my fault."

The author has something to say: Speaking of which, Jiang Heng is just a rock. I found a little touch, let’s continue on the sixth day next month~ (insert the flag)