Today is also a day that I don't want to be cannon fodder

He insisted on hiding from Lin Chen for two full months. Wen Yan finally finished filming and went home to rest for a while, but before he had time to figure out what to do with Lin Chen who exploded his cell phone, Wen Yan suddenly received an unexpected call. outside the phone.

Looking at the name flashing on the screen, Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and sank.

I don't know if it's post-traumatic, but now Wen Yan is afraid when he sees Lin Qi's name.After a few seconds of silence, he picked up the phone with trembling hands. Hearing the sound of steady breathing in his ear, his heart seemed to be pulled tightly by a big hand for no reason.

Even though the person on the opposite side hadn't spoken yet, Wen Yan had a feeling that the person talking to him was definitely not the little bastard Lin Qi.

"...Lin Chen?" He asked tentatively, and sure enough, the sound of breathing on the opposite side became a little heavier in the next second, and Wen Yan's gaze with lowered eyelids lowered his eyelids and slowly passed over his fingertips.

It's a bit uncomfortable, and I don't know why.

Taking a deep breath, trying not to sound so weird, Wen Yan tilted his head and looked at the dark clouds outside the window: "Is there something wrong?"

"Why didn't you answer my phone?" After not hearing Lin Chen's voice for a long time, Wen Yan was taken aback, he blinked in disbelief as if he couldn't believe that such a hoarse voice could belong to Lin Chen.

It was as if the heart was being grabbed by an invisible big hand, Wen Yan pursed his lips and his eyes became more and more complicated: "Are you sick?"

The voice was as gentle as ever, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Chen's breathing couldn't stop and paused for a while. He lowered his head and clenched his fingers into fists. The veins on the back of his hands were like several ferocious giant snakes entangled tightly. As if he was afraid of scaring Wen Yan, he was silent for a few seconds before relaxing. Huan replied: "No... just a little cold."

"Really?" Wen Yan didn't believe it, but even if he didn't believe it, it was impossible to fly to the other party's side, so he could only reluctantly agree to Lin Chen's perfunctory reason.

"When did I lie to you?"

Hearing Lin Chen's gentle voice, Wen Yan's heart ached.He withdrew his gaze from the outside, kept circling the photos on the glass table, sighed in a low voice and didn't know what to do with it.

According to the past, this kind of matter is easy to deal with. After all, those who can be found can be solved with money, and he doesn't need to worry about it.

But Lin Chen is not short of money, not only is he not short of money, he is richer than him.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan passed away silently, he stroked his drooping hair, Lin Chen's deep panting that night seemed to be echoing in his ears, and the last sentence that was softer than a mosquito "I love you" you.

If there was no consideration for the plot, Wen Yan would probably have agreed to the matter right away.You must know that Lin Chen can be regarded as one of the rare people he has been able to see for so many years, and it is his blessing to be with this kind of person.

Even if it is difficult to break up later, it will be a past worth remembering.

But the main problem now is Pei Jia, and the invisible hand who seems to be hiding in the dark.Wen Yan recalled the few times before when he wanted to violate the plot, almost every time he brushed shoulders with death.

In such an uncertain situation, Wen Yan would not be able to do such a thing even if he had no conscience to casually involve other people's lives in it.

It was really a dilemma, Wen Yan had no choice but to sigh, pretending that he was deaf and had never heard anything: "By the way, didn't Lin Qi call me? Where is Lin Qi?"

Lin Chen, who originally thought he had hope, darkened his eyes. His face was dangerous, and his sharp eyes turned into sharp knives and directly stabbed at Lin Qi who was shrunk aside. He snorted coldly before handing over the phone.

Although he didn't open his mouth to speak, how could Lin Qi, a little bastard who was full of desire to survive, not know what Lin Chen was thinking. While he was considering opening his mouth, he carefully looked at Lin Chen who seemed to be about to explode in a second.

The baby feels bitter, but the baby doesn't say anything.

"Then what...Wen Yan, shall we come out for a meal together later?"

He didn't mention Lin Chen's name, but Wen Yan knew that if he went out, he would definitely see him.The expression couldn't help but freeze a little, Wen Yan turned his head to the side, and his calmer eyes just stared directly at the threatening blade with a cold light.

"...No." Wen Yan walked to the kitchen, picked up the knife that fell on the ground for some reason, with a calm expression, "By the way, Lin Qi, can you do me a favor?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Qi didn't expect Wen Yan to have something else he could do, a bright smile burst out involuntarily on his face, but it was completely frozen within a second.

He turned his head stiffly, staring at Lin Chen who was almost turned into a walking iceberg with fearful eyes, and even his voice was crying: "No, Wen Yan, why don't you say it yourself!"

He was afraid that after he told Lin Chen, he would disappear from the world the next day without even finding his ashes.

Wen Yan didn't expect Lin Qi to be so afraid of people, but let him say that he didn't want to. After struggling for a few minutes, people on both sides were quietly waiting for Wen Yan's answer.

In the end, Wen Yan still sighed, he put the knife back in the drawer, and leaned lazily on the cooking table: "Lin Qi, give Lin Chen the phone."

"Okay, I'll give it right away."

"Xiao Yan?"

"Lin Chen, I know what answer you want me to give you." Wen Yan turned on the faucet, staring at the water flowing through his fingers, an almost suicidal thought suddenly appeared in his mind, "But I can't give you now Any reply, can you wait for me?"

Lin Chen should have been happy when he heard this answer, but the more he listened to it, the more he felt something was wrong, and he couldn't stop frowning. He was anxious to stop Wen Yan's actions, but he couldn't do anything.

"Xiao Yan, no matter what you want to do, just wait for me to come and find you, okay?"

Lin Chen's voice was played on hands-free, but Wen Yan smiled and looked around, taking out the fruit knife that had just been put away with his knuckle fingers, and comforted the restless other party: "It's okay, you have to trust me."

In other words, he has been here for so long, and it seems that he has not studied the reason for all this, but accepted it with a very good attitude.

Isn't this a mistake?A fatal mistake.

Wen Yan, who had been quiet for a long time, finally hung up Lin Chen's phone. He sat barefoot on the marble cooking table, as relaxed as talking to a friend: "I've been with me for so long, don't plan to come out to see me A face?"

There was still no response, Wen Yan was not in a hurry, he slowly fiddled with the knife in his hand, as if he was sure that the other party was not willing to just come out like this, the sharp blade slowly cut across the fair skin, spilling out drops of blood.

Why did he forget that if the other party really wanted him to die, he could have taken his life with a knife the first time, but every time it was just a threat without any actual action.

This in the end is why?

The originally shiny blade was soaked in blood, Wen Yan couldn't help taking a breath in pain, but he continued to stab down with the knife, anyway, he wouldn't die.

I don't know why, but Wen Yan has this inexplicable self-confidence.

The increasingly cold body seemed to indicate that life was about to flow away, Wen Yan couldn't help curling up into a ball, and the movements in his hands still didn't stop.

The wind chime swayed gently and made a clear and pleasant sound, and the smile on Wen Yan's face was finally tinged with sincerity.

Guessed right.

In the next second, he plunged into the unchanging darkness with a sudden jerk, and stood there with a light soul, as if he was not afraid of this place without the slightest light at all.

The scenery in front of him changed rapidly, from large pieces to small pieces, and then to recombination of molecules. Wen Yan tilted his head and looked at this increasingly cold phantom, and clicked his tongue lightly.

It looked like a treatment room in a mental hospital.

Ordinary people are afraid that they will go crazy when they see it.

But Wen Yan has never been an ordinary person, no matter before or now, he has always been so unreasonable.

"You won." A voice suddenly came from the void, Wen Yan didn't bother to move, he looked in the direction of the voice, it was a small ball of light.

Can't see anything special about it.

"what are you?"

"According to your words, I'm the master of the plot." The ball of light bounced in front of Wen Yan, Wen Yan wanted to grab it, but found that it was just an incorporeal body that would penetrate directly with the touch of a finger.

"Why did I come to the book?"

"You need to find the answer yourself." The still indifferent voice carried an unquestionable order, "But since it's in the book, you can't spoil the plot, and anyone who spoils the plot will be punished."

"What if I don't?"

"Wen Yan, you are not a person who doesn't like to follow the rules." The light ball seemed to know Wen Yan very well, and he jumped on Wen Yan's head, "Compared with not following the rules, you are more willing to use the rules to Get what you want, don't you?"

"Huh?" Wen Yan seemed to be smiling but didn't take this passage to heart at all. He looked at everything that was dark in front of him, and said in a soft and long voice, "Actually, this world is not reasonable."

"Art is higher than life." Guangqiu's body couldn't help but froze, it wanted to escape but didn't know why, Wen Yan seemed to have an irresistible attraction to it, and couldn't even escape.

"Then if it's unreasonable, why should I obey it? You can't kill me anyway, can you?"

Wen Yan saw through the most feared point in Guangqiu's heart at a glance. It was true that if he died, he could only die under the hands of a fixed person. Although Guangqiu could use the surrounding things to intimidate him, it could never let him die.

Wen Yan, who wanted to understand this, instantly felt better. He smiled lightly and stretched out his hand, as if he could touch the ball of light, he slowly slid across the opponent's round head.

The light ball didn't expect that the person who came in this time would be so scary, it hurriedly wanted to escape, maybe Wen Yan was in a good mood, that's why it narrowly escaped death.

As soon as the light dissipated, Wen Yan immediately returned to reality. Enduring the pain in his body, he was about to call 120, but suddenly someone broke into the room that shouldn't have come.

Wen Yan rolled his eyes helplessly, he really didn't know why he was so unlucky today, he could always meet thieves.

Dragging his body that was almost shivering, he wanted to hide for a while, but before he got to the door and had no time to take a peek at what the thief looked like, his whole body was hit on his hard chest by a force that was too fierce.

Wen Yan smelled this pleasant fragrance but couldn't name it, and was taken aback for a moment, then realized that his hand was still bleeding, and hurriedly wanted to push the person away, but luckily, the sticky blood appeared on the screen when he didn't push. In the eyes of two people.

"Wen! Yan!"

[The author has something to say: Don’t talk to me about the reality, it’s not realistic for Wen Yan to transmigrated into the novel hhhhh it’s really not that I’m out of my mind (′???‵)

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