I was reborn as my own white moonlight

The truth and guesses are indistinguishable. All of Hua Yan's speculations have been confirmed, and the sound of her heartbeat seems to be thumping in her ears. Although she has already been mentally prepared, she will still be shocked.

No one can accept their own life, it is like going through a maze from the beginning to the end, going round and round and returning to the original point, nothing can be changed, and he is still the boss of the company.

But it has indeed changed another self, but is this change due to the self or the world consciousness?

Hua Yan closed his eyes and pretended to be calm. After a few minutes, he opened them. His rapid heartbeat slowly returned to normal, signaling him to continue talking.

Knowing that he is a character in the book is really unacceptable, Lin Du said again after a moment of silence: "Of course, the above are all my reasonable guesses, do you have any questions?"

Hua Yan asked: "What will happen if the strategy is successful?"

Lin Du replied truthfully: "Leave my copy, and then the world will be permanently closed. Closing does not mean a suspension, but we raiders can no longer enter, because we are no longer needed."

Hua Yan turned the teacup thoughtfully, a little of the warm tea accidentally spilled out, moistening his fingertips, "Now I have found someone I want to spend my whole life with, why is the world not closed?"

This book has almost been threaded into a sieve, and there are raiders everywhere, in other words, the raiders surrounded them, trying to cuckold themselves.

"This can only show that the degree of goodwill has not yet reached [-]%, and some of you still have to leave." Lin Dule watched the play, and had expectations for their special love for a while. come out.

Thick black hair covered Hua Yan's eyes, and his complexion became paler and paler under the incandescent light, as if only black and white were left, and his faint lips outlined a smile.

"you're right."

"I told you earlier to be a human being, isn't this retribution coming? If Little Luo Jin can't accept the truth, your dream will be broken into pieces, and it won't stick together." Lin Du symbolically comforted Hua. Yan, looking at the slightly decadent him with a look of caution on his face, "I can't make the urge to kiss my face, you are really special."

He should have thought about it a long time ago. A person who can't survive the strategy with all his strength should not be viewed with the eyes of ordinary people, because the target is either a narcissist, or a cold personality, or a single person By.

"Do you want more money?" Hua Yan had a knife hidden in his eyes, and cast a sideways glance at Lin Du.

"Of course it is. You can't blame me for not giving you money when you talk too fast. If you want to ask anything, just ask quickly. I don't have that much time to chat with you unless you pay more." Lin Du just wanted to eat and drink well. do my best.

"About the stowaway." Hua Yan asked the question that was pressing in his heart, what kind of stowaway exists.

"Smugglers, as the name suggests, travel through different worlds through illegal means. They regard your life as nothing, and some neurotics even enjoy killing people. After all, the world in the book is just a tool for venting in their eyes."

"I know what you want to ask is the person who killed you. His name is Fu Sui, right? I've read the information about him, and he is also a psychopath. He likes to kill the protagonist after he has finished the strategy. That pair of despairing to withering eyes."

It can be said that there are a lot of raiders in the No. [-] Middle School, and it is impossible for Lin Du to know all of them. Besides, there are countless people with the same name as Fu Sui in the world, so they don't know that he is also talking about psychosis.

Lin Du didn't know that Fu Sui was also in this world, and Hua Yan was willing to hide it from him. One thing more is worse than one thing less.Once Fu Sui's existence is reported to the headquarters, who will he take revenge on?

The cruelest thing in the world is to be trapped in a book forever, living a life that is worse than death, even if you want to commit suicide, you don’t have the courage. If you die in the book, your spirit in the real world will be severely damaged, and you will most likely become a vegetative state.

This is what Ming Xu said.

Hua Yan smoothed out the folds of his clothes, fiddled with his messy hair on the phone, called the waiter to pay the bill, and said to Lin Du: "I understand almost everything, I will ask someone to transfer the money to your card. A table of good dishes, please take your time."

After speaking, he left the hotel.

As soon as he came outside, the bitter cold wind messed up Hua Yan's hairstyle that he had adjusted not long ago, and the cold wind kept pouring into his clothes. No matter how many warm babies were pasted inside, he was still shivering with cold.

Hua Yan, who was heavily burdened by idols, showed that he was not affected by the cold wind at all, his steps were steady and powerful, and his eyes were firm against the wind as he walked towards home step by step.

It took about half an hour to get home from the hotel, and even shivering from the cold couldn't stop the brain from flying thoughts.

People are like this sometimes, the more you care about it, the more afraid you will lose it. Even though you have done countless psychological constructions in your heart, you still dare not think that one day Xiao Luo Jin knows the truth of the world and who he is, and can be with him.

Maybe all this is fake to the raiders and stowaways, but to Hua Yan, everything is so real, the world doesn't revolve around him, how could the emotions of the people around him be possible is fake.

Hua Yan lowered his head to look at the ground, then at the starry sky, smiled, walked into the apartment, and returned to the front of the house.

Luo Jin in the house knew that Hua Yan had returned when she heard the ringing of the key. She stepped on the floor without her shoes on and ran to open the door.

The hair blown by the wind was particularly embarrassing, and there was a chill all over his body, and his deep eyes were lit up one by one like stars after seeing him.

The indoor and outdoor temperatures are different, Hua Yan stepped in, closed the door, and hugged him.

With her cold cheek rubbing against her warm neck, Luo Jin shivered subconsciously, and her body, which was finally warmed up at home, dropped to freezing point in an instant.

Sensing that Hua Yan's expression was not right at the moment, Luo Jin didn't push her away, and let him hug her like this.

After a long time, Hua Yan said sullenly: "You are warm."

"It's warm to me." Luo Jin nodded in agreement.

Hua Yan said softly: "I am also warm."

"You are also you." Hua Yan's arms were like ice cubes exuding air-conditioning, and Luo Jin said warmly against his conscience.

"We are all real, and no one is fake."

Luo Jin didn't know who stimulated him, he seemed to know something important, the precarious world view collapsed, and he hugged himself to reorganize.

"Who dares to say that you are fake, I will beat him up for you, what a shame!"

"Okay." Hua Yan replied.

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Once the dog skin plaster is attached, it can't be torn off. Whenever there is a chance, it will be slapped on it. The main purpose is to protect the legacy left by the parents of the Fu family.

Fu Sui didn't want to give them a penny, and he would reap the benefits once he gave it to this kind of people, and he would get more and more insatiable, asking endlessly.

But before they die, it's not impossible to give them some sweetness, it's so sudden that it makes people suspicious, and it seems to flow slowly into their hearts like running water.

As early as more than a month ago, Fu casually took them into the house, threatening to see his grandparents pitiful, and to fulfill his filial piety for his parents. Unexpectedly, these two old things really don't want any face, and all the family members moved in. .

The whole villa was filled with smoke, as if they were the owners of the house and he was the guest.

So Fu Sui simply did nothing and kept trying to create an accident. The top choice was naturally a car accident. Traffic accidents happen every day. Isn't it normal for drunk driving to cause many casualties?

When they died, Hua Yan would naturally accompany them on the Huangquan Road, and if there were more people on the road, they wouldn't be bored.

After all, Bai Yueguang is immortal, so there is still no day for him to emerge.

White clouds floated in the clear sky, and the sun was shining brightly.

A black car was parked outside the villa, surrounded by several people.

"Grandpa and grandma, this is the car I bought specially for you. It will be much more convenient to go out in the future. I also prepared a driver for you." Fu Sui smiled and introduced the uncle standing beside him, "Uncle Li, his driving skills are very good. It's very stable and very safe."

The four words "safe and very safe" rolled between his lips and teeth, and there were malicious intentions hidden under his filial appearance.

"Okay, okay." Grandpa Fu caressed the rearview mirror of the car with his wrinkled hands, and there was a hint of greed in his delighted eyes. Even if such a good car is affordable, his family must be a mine.

Grandma Fu touched the top of Fu Sui's head kindly, and said with a smile: "You are a good boy, not like your father's unfilial son."

"I'm different from my dad." Fu Sui's fair face turned red, as if shy after being praised, and his bright pupils dimmed. "You are all my relatives, and I will treat you well." Yours."

"Grandpa and grandma, let's go play in the car!" Fu Pang took grandma's hand with his chubby hand and shook it vigorously, skipping and jumping, he ignored Fu Sui who was standing behind him, and stepped on him several times.

After stepping on it, he hypocritically said sorry to Fu Sui, then turned around and took grandma's hand and continued to shake it.

In Fu Pang's eyes, Fu Sui is just a cash machine that the family can play with at will. He also heard from his grandma that the inheritance belonged to their family, but it was snatched by Fu Sui, a little bastard. Otherwise, why would they let their family Old and young live in.

It's not because I feel guilty, I want to make up for it!

The brat Fu Pang, who thought he knew the truth, teased Fu Sui all day long, apologized falsely afterwards, and continued to tease Fu Sui.

Looking at the gray marks on the white shoes, Fu Sui was so angry that he wanted to crush the little fat man to death, but he still had a bullying look on his face.

"Xiao Sui, Pang Pang is only seven years old, and he is still a child. You must not argue with him." Grandma Fu gently pinched her little grandson's chubby face, "It's wrong to do this, you know?"

Turned the page with ease.

"Got it!" Fu Pang made faces at Fu Sui behind everyone's back.

"Of course not. It's nature for children to be mischievous. I won't argue with him."

Fu Sui said in his heart: I won't argue with the dead!