What should I do if I continued the romance with Lily?

The first feeling that came up was that the palms were sticky with sweat, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Then the consciousness gradually recovered, from the fingers to the whole body regained control of the body bit by bit, like a person who has just been rescued after drowning, the chest suddenly remembered that this body needs to breathe and began to rise and fall violently, sending life to the body fuel.

But I can still feel that some things are indeed lost, some necessary things to exist in the world, like floating clouds in the sky, disappearing little by little.

Qiao Yu finally opened his eyes.

The surrounding area is a chaotic gray-black, like the mist is slowly flowing, no matter which direction you look, you can't see the end.It seemed that the whole world was left with only the turbid black mist and Qiao Yu, and nothing else.

The five senses should be clear, but even if you don't mention the abnormalities in front of you, whether it's smell, smell, or sound, Qiao Yu didn't feel anything, only waves of severe headaches hit her.

Although it was very old-fashioned, Qiao Yu still tried to pinch herself hard, and understood the current situation while feeling the real pain.

Ahh, she was exiled.

The process was very vague. Qiao Yu only remembered that she fainted in the classroom. It seemed that she had a long journey in the dark and an unpleasant dream. She was already here when she finally regained consciousness.

"What a strange place."

She was talking to herself, walking aimlessly in this space, and the voice that no one answered fell on the ground, and she quickly lost her temperature.

It seemed that the system hadn't been able to come with her - and that's a matter of course.As a staff member, it still has to help its unlucky host clean up the mess in the original world, and might be fined by the superiors, but it's better than coming to such a hopeless place many.

Probably many people have imagined the situation where only oneself is left in the whole world, but Qiao Yu, who is really in it, knows that this will make people gradually fall into an inescapable panic.She had to talk to herself in order to get rid of the suffocating silence, and her voice echoed lonely in the fog.

"This is exile, I have learned a lot."

"If you can go back, please describe it to the system and let it brag to its colleagues."

If you can go back.

Qiao Yu's heart tightened, and she pursed her lips a little.

She asked the system to inquire about two things before, both of which were very important to her final choice to implement the plan.

The first is if she is exiled, will the satisfaction value continue to change or stop there.

This matter is not easy to inquire about, after all, not every system finds a host to write a book.But her system is still diligently inquiring about the result: it will continue to change.

This brought hope to Qiao Yu - even if she was temporarily exiled, there was still the possibility of a comeback.

Although there is no precedent for returning from exile, no one has ever changed the sexuality of the book, right?

The biggest problem is that what the original author wrote cannot be changed, including the title, channel, and the first twenty chapters.Qiao Yu can also understand that it is indeed too much to change the original content of other people's books beyond recognition without the original author's consent.

The dozens of chapters she revised later are almost equivalent to writing a new book. Now Qiao Yu can only pray that 0.5% of readers who like Lily will see it later.

"I don't know if the flow of time here is according to the reader's side or my side..."

Knowing nothing about this mysterious space, Qiao Yu muttered helplessly.If she came from the reader's world, the time it would take her to wait for her satisfaction to change would be longer, but it would not be completely useless. At least when she could go back, Lin Qing's place might not have passed. how long.

After walking in one direction for a long time, Qiao Yu looked at the surrounding scenery, but it was still the same, giving her the illusion that she had been walking in place since just now.

It was inevitable that some anxiety would arise in her heart, and then she comforted herself to calm her down.

"Forget it, we can only wait. Even if we can't go back—"

Her words stopped abruptly, she shook her head to shake off the uneasiness in her heart, and half-forced herself to curl the corners of her lips.

"...It's nothing."

The second thing I asked the system about was how the world would deal with her after she was exiled.

It is better to inquire about this matter. No matter what the host's final outcome is, the systems that cannot go with the host are like old seniors who have retired. High-spirited, how invincible their combination is, and how reluctant they were when they finally parted.

In these systems, those whose hosts failed to complete their mission and ended up in exile are especially reticent, like someone traumatized by the loss of their best mate.Only the most sincere attitude can hear them say a word about the end that is not heroic.

"Basically, it will erase the host's traces like when the host leaves normally, but it will be more straightforward-probably there is no step-by-step process. '

The system was in a low mood when it spoke, and seemed to be resistant to this topic, but it still faithfully provided new information to the host.

'But, I heard a senior say that if our system works hard, it can allow a person to retain the memory of the host! '

'If, I mean if!If that day really comes, I can help the host put Lin Qing—"

'No. '

Qiao Yu refused quickly, without any hesitation in her eyes, and her voice was calm.

' That's fine. '

She is making a decision for Lin Qing without authorization, and she knows it very well.

But in the face of this choice, it is hard to call it the right choice, and it can be said that it is out of her selfishness.

if that's the case.

"...It's too cruel to ask her to remember a person who doesn't exist in this world alone."

Qiao Yu closed her eyes, and took another step towards the boundless black mist. The mist that was dispersed by her walking quickly swept over like a living thing, twisting and sticking around her.

Now it is the only one here, and it can be with Qiao Yu?

"Do you want to eat ice cream together today before going back?"

"Well... no, I have a lot of homework today."

"Lin Qing always said that recently, a contestant like Lu Yao who wrote an inscription for a long time didn't mention homework!"

"It's because he has too many questions and can't write, so he doesn't think there is too much homework."

"...Miyi, you are too much."

The three of them were laughing and joking with each other, Lin Qing smiled apologetically, and put the book into the bag.

"I'm sorry. You guys go play."

"Alright alright."

Cong Ye flattened his mouth and waved his hands as a gesture, then remembered something when he was packing his things, and hurriedly called Lin Qing who was about to leave.

"Hey, my mother told you to come to my house for dinner on weekends, so she probably already told Aunt Lin."

"Well, I see."

Lin Qing nodded, put on her schoolbag and walked out of the classroom. Before going out, she heard a classmate behind her laughing and joking with Cong Ye.

"The relationship between you and Lin Qing is still so good~"

She suddenly felt irritated, and walked out of the classroom without looking back.

And Cong Ye unceremoniously kicked the teaser's calf, and folded his arms angrily amidst the howling of the other party.

"I've said it ten thousand times! Lin Qing and I don't have that kind of relationship! Don't--to--say it again!"

"Wrong, wrong, I was wrong..."

The boy rubbed his legs pitifully, and inquired a little bit unwillingly.

"Then, if you don't have an idea, can someone who has an idea give it a try..."

He looked at Cong Ye, whose expression was getting worse and worse, his voice gradually became quieter, and he pointed to the seat by the window tremblingly.

"...Look, the seat next to Lin Qing has always been vacant, just ask the teacher to say something..."

"No. Don't think about it. Give up."

Cong Ye strenuously walked between him and the seat to block his view, and drove him away in two or three strokes.

"...It feels like it will happen again tomorrow? There are new rumors about you."

"I'm bored."

Hearing Mi Yi's exclamation, Cong Ye violently ruffled his hair, returned to his seat and stuffed things into his schoolbag, the action was very rough.

"Let it be empty if it's empty, there's nothing wrong with it."

"It's not that those people don't have a place to sit, but they want to think about others—" He was stunned suddenly, as if he was puzzled by his speech, and his words turned abruptly, "... the seat next to others."

"..."

Mi Yi didn't speak, and turned his gaze to the empty seat, doubts flashed in his eyes.

When did the seat next to Lin Qing become vacant? Was it like this when she first transferred here?

Thoughts that should have been clear seemed to have been poured into a large glass of milk and became cloudy. No matter how hard I thought about it, I couldn't get a clear answer.

"...Forget it, let's go eat ice cream."

Saying that, Mi Yi gave up thinking, and walked out together with her two friends.

Surrounded by an unchanging gray-black mist, when I first came here, I always had the illusion that my eyes were broken, but now I can calmly accept this scene, and even see some fun from the distortion of the mist——

"No, it's still a little difficult."

Qiao Yu recovered from her long daze, took a deep breath and stood up.

Qiao Yu couldn't judge how long it had been since he came here.

There seems to be no concept of time here, and her body seems to be detached from ordinary people, without any feeling of hunger or fatigue. If she wants to, she can probably keep walking without closing her eyes, but Qiao Yu didn't do that. ? I barely kept the regular routine of walking, walking, and resting.

During this period of time, she gradually began to feel that this was an area without boundaries. Maybe there was no difference between moving forward and stopping, but she still continued to move forward with exhaustion—here mainly refers to mental exhaustion.

The only happy thing about this journey was that she started hearing voices.

[Excessive book. 】

Ah, here we come.

Qiao Yu stopped, raised her head quietly, and listened to the voices that gradually sounded from all directions.

[Why do you write like this?It's ridiculous. 】

[Is the author crazy? 】

[The back of the front is changed into this ghostly look, there is something wrong. 】

"Uh, uh. Sorry."

This time the readers seem to be more gentle.

Qiao Yu nodded frequently and listened carefully. Although the other party couldn't hear him, he still responded and apologized every sentence, until the wave of bad words gradually disappeared.

She closed her eyes and let out a long breath.

These words presumably came from the readers of that book.

When I first heard it, I was not used to it, but now Qiao Yu can welcome its appearance without warning.After all, this is a world that I don't want to visit for a long time. A little change or a word that can be felt is very precious, and it can prove that she has stayed here for a while.

This may be the intention of the god who played these words for the exiled host, in order for her to listen to the harm she caused to those people, and put her on the stage where there is nowhere to escape, and face her endlessly What a mistake.

"Go on..."

Qiao Yu took stiff steps and continued to walk forward.

Always go on.No matter whether the end of the road exists or not, and whether there is someone waiting for her, she will always go on.

Just like migratory birds always fly to the warm south.

Qiao Yu also had places she wanted to go desperately.

It was still unreasonably hot at noon, and it started to rain at night.

The chirping of cicadas at the end of July was very enthusiastic, like the last cry at the end of life. There is not much time left for them. I don’t know how many cicadas died after this rain.

Lin Qing sat at the table, laughing at her sudden grief.

She feels like she's been a little weird lately.

Maybe it was Xia Xia's fault, it made her too tired, Lin Qing began to lose interest in the things around her, as if she was covered with a layer of tulle, which isolated all the emotions around her, and couldn't convey them to her heart .

She only responds to everyone with a decent and unmistakable smile.She has always come here like this, and she will not be alienated or not? Too close and keep a corresponding distance. This is enough in interpersonal communication. After all, there is no good thing without a reason in the world, and people always take their own way. required.

But there is always a strange feeling stuck in the throat.

It was as if she had set her sights on someone once, and then she couldn't hold anything else in her eyes.

Outside the window is the sound of pattering rain, and there is an illusion of shattering when it hits the glass.

The urgency of the rain this time, not only the cicadas, but also the flowers and leaves were also knocked down, and the fatigue was washed by the muddy water on the road, losing its glory on the branches.

And the cold void in Lin Qing's heart that she couldn't grasp or let go of was the last remaining fragrance of flowers.

Lin Qing slightly opened the window and took a deep breath of the moist air.

It seemed, as if someone had waited with her for the rain to stop.