your boyfriend starved to death

On the bed, he unbuttoned his pants with one hand, pressed my shoulder with the other, and kissed me with his head down.

"Tag d'Halo of Disaster' activates automatically!"

I was shocked again, and then, there was a burst of pain, and the smell of blood spread in my mouth, Wen Qiong bit my lip in tension.

I was cranky, no matter how this combination fever came about, it was obvious that someone was behind it trying to control the label.

It's too low!

I asked Wen Qiong: "Do you have any labels that can solve the current situation?"

Wen Qiong stretched his hand down and smirked: "Why is it so troublesome to use labels, it's better...to use your hands...hehehe..."

I:"……"

If combined heat can really be solved by hand, there will be no omega protection schools.

I am more experienced than Wen Qiong in fighting against binding fever, so I can still stay awake for a short time.

But what to do next?

Combination fever can erupt for a day or for three months. Generally, it is allowed to erupt under relatively safe conditions. Now, we are fighting against the mastermind behind the scenes on a strange planet, and there are a group of clones standing in front of us.

"Wen Qiong." I lowered my voice and called his name seriously.

"Ok?"

"Slap!" I slapped Wen Qiong hard on the face.

Wen Qiong's face was tilted to one side, and he didn't turn around for a long time, his face swelled up quickly.

"Are you sober? Think of a way, whether it's using labels or other methods, deal with it first and then..."

I couldn't finish my words again.

Enraged, Wen Qiong ripped off my clothes without saying a word.

The scene that follows is extremely indescribable.

Amidst the shrieks of "disaster halo" and "wife loves me very much", Wen Qiong gave me a blast, and of course it was me even more.

When Wen Qiong was lying on my chest panting, I thought that this posture is actually quite good, and I can try more in the future.

The labels came to an abrupt end.

Whether it is "disaster halo" or "wife loves me very much", they all fell silent.

I felt a cleansing flow from the top of my head, like the relief every time a label is deleted, and something in my heart tells me that all labels have been deleted.

I tried to activate the "sweeping minions" tab, but there was no sound.

My heartbeat gradually accelerated, and the excitement that some long-awaited good thing finally came true spread from my heart to my limbs, and even my body became lighter.

The smell of pheromones in the air gradually faded away.

Wen Qiong and I looked at each other, and we both saw ecstasy in each other's eyes.

The black hand behind the scenes finally had enough of our behavior and removed all labels.

"Fight, or run?" Wen Qiong asked me.

Now all tags are removed, if we drive Baihong out of here, then we will be free for the rest of our lives.

but--

"Fight," I said, "didn't you say that if you meet the mastermind behind the scenes, you must kill him? Besides, seeing so many cloning people here, the mastermind behind the scenes is clearly not just the two of us .”

"That's right, we are their experimental subjects. They want to use us to study human beings, and they have absolutely no good intentions." Wen Qiong frowned when he thought of the actions of the mastermind behind the scenes.

"For the sake of our three lifetimes of suffering, we must find a way to bring him down." I said.

"However, we are not in the same dimension as them, and we can't even see them. How can we fight?" Wen Qiong said, "This problem has not been solved even by the highly skilled behind-the-scenes black hands. We... have no technicians like Dushanbe With assistance, can you attack the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"There's always a way," I said. "The point now is... let me calm down."

Wen Qiong's face suddenly turned red. After the effect of the pheromone disappeared, he was obviously not so unrestrained, and it was not so easy to accept the fact that he was sitting on me, and I reacted again.

After "calm down", I operated the white rainbow to wipe out the clones, flew over the planet, and bombarded the experimental base in a burst.

Seeing that the results were completely destroyed by me, the mastermind behind the scenes couldn't sit still again.

This time, it has no label or clone, but chooses to communicate directly with our spirit.

"Experiment No. 1... immortality, strength, power...everything that human beings want, we have given you... what else are you dissatisfied with?"

This mechanical voice had emotion for the first time.

He was angry.

And I also heard that he said "we".

Sure enough, the mastermind behind the scenes is a group of people, or a group of alien intelligent life forms.

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What else am I not satisfied with?

That's right, they gave me three lives, or more, as long as I am willing to continue to be "Experiment No. 1", maybe I will have more lives, from prehistoric civilization to the last judgment.

How interesting, what a wonderful life!

No one else can ask for it!

In the face of such a huge favor, if I still say, what I want is not this kind of life, what I want is freedom, it seems hypocritical!

But, think about what kind of life I live?

Possess status, wealth, power, live a splendid life in the eyes of others adoring, strong, major general, prince, boss of the tribe.

In front of such a glamorous background wall, I started to live an involuntary life, involuntarily falling in love with someone, involuntarily being crazy about him, involuntarily acting stupid, and involuntarily cheating. I must devote myself wholeheartedly to him, and must always pursue him. It is the existence worthy of the protagonist.

My existence is just a reward, a long-legged certificate, which will run to Qiang Shou and hang around his neck to prove that he is absolutely right, wise, and invincible.

After I successfully fought against the label, it was like waking up suddenly from the ignorant deep sea. I always thought it was the palace of the Dragon King, a dreamy fairyland decorated with coral and pearls, but it was actually an absolutely dark and suffocating deep sea .

"Actually, I think what Rebecca's cloner said is quite right," I touched my ear, and the voice of "the man behind the scenes" seemed to come from there just now, I thought maybe I said it directly , they can also hear, "Memory is proof of one's existence."

Wen Qiong took my hand, he obviously heard what the "hand behind the scenes" asked just now.

"However, what if those memories were not created by me at all? If I was just a bystander, watching another person control my body and force me to accept his feelings, his joys, sorrows and joys, why should I create them for another person? A person's life is happy? What's more, his life is not good?" I said, "It's like when Semila controls my body."

I felt Wen Qiong hold my hand even harder, and I also looked at him, we looked at each other, and found emotional resonance in each other's eyes.

"I was alive from the moment the label was removed," I said, "and the one you gave the favor to is dead."

After deleting the label, the memory slowly recovered. I remembered what happened in my third life, the process of fighting against the label, and the feeling of slowly beginning to control my life, just like starting from the darkness The deep sea kept going up and up, until I came out of the water and took my first breath of fresh air-I came alive!

I held Wen Qiong's hand instead, and pulled him into my arms. I hugged his thin but strong body. Before that, we had been fighting alone. No matter what unpleasant things happened in the middle, at least we can at this moment Let's face the "behind the scenes" together.

The mechanical voice was silent for a long time before it let out a sigh similar to regret.

"Stupid," he said, "do you think what you believe is the truth?"

The space is distorted in front of us, and the originally stable and real objects become like phantoms on a broken monitor. I saw Wen Qiong's eyes widen in surprise, and there was a flash of panic in his eyes. In the grip of the hand, our hand deforms with the distortion of space.

Damn, we underestimated our opponents too much!

I summoned Baihong to attack the outside world. I heard the photon cannon firing, and the vibration was transmitted from the cannon barrel to the floor of the cockpit, but what happened next, I don't know.

I stand up from the ground.

The smell of garbage was overwhelming.

This is a narrow corridor, pitch black, I turned around, my clothes brushed against the wall, making a screeching sound, and I saw a yellow light in the distance.

I rubbed my middle finger and index finger, and the ring transformed from Baihong was still on my hand.

"What the hell is this place?"

I walked forward, watching and being vigilant.

Brick walls, old electric lights, trash cans, banana peels and plastic bags.

Much like the world I experienced in my second life.

Is it "reappearance" again?

Just as I was hesitating whether to call out Bai Hong to find Wen Qiong, a figure appeared on the billboard on a high-rise across the alley, with a beautiful and delicate face that made people hold their breath.

That is actor Chen Chen.

It really is the "reappearance" of the second life.

But what did the "behind the scenes" want me to do here?

Before kicking us here, the "behind the scenes" seemed to have said "what you think you believe is the truth", so he probably played some illusory tricks again.

I won't take it seriously, this is not the real world, I knew it from the moment I entered the Life Stone.

I left the alley and went to the street.

People on the street are talking about the actor Chen Chen and the late wealthy businessman Lu, and I will be that Lu in my second life.

So, what exactly is "The Man Behind the Scenes" trying to show me?

I saw those people on the street looking up at the billboards, pointing and talking.

So I looked up too.

Then I realized it wasn't a billboard.

It's live TV.

Chen Chen kept his eyes on the front, and the voices of the live broadcast came from the TVs in the shops in all directions.

"Jumped, he jumped!"

"My God!"

"27th floor!"

The camera zoomed out suddenly, and a figure fell from the sky, like an ordinary cloth bag dropped from a height.

There was no sound, but my heart was pulled.

Suddenly, an angry roar erupted from the crowd.

"None of you can run away from "British Sweet Entertainment", "No. [-] Weekly"!"

"My God! Crazy!"

"The actor Chen Chen jumped off the building!"

I felt a momentary blankness, and then I was pushed by many people to join the angry team, moving to the other side of the street, there were many vehicles parked on the road, people got out of the cars, the cars stopped in a haphazard manner, the horns The sound is louder than the sound.

The order is completely chaotic.

I have to find Wen Qiong.

I kept reminding myself in my heart, but my feet still followed the chaotic crowd towards the scene of the accident - the Jinmao Building.

Chen Chen is not Wen Qiong.

These things have already happened, even if I go there, it will not help.

Reason told me so, but after 10 minutes, I still stood outside the cordon.

There are so many people that you can't see the scene at all.

Like everyone else, I tiptoed to look inside, and the honking of the ambulance was extremely helpless in the face of death.

I know that's not what matters now.

The important thing is: where is Wen Qiong?

No tags, where do I start?

If a white rainbow is released at this time, will it cause greater chaos?

……

Why did Chen Chen jump off the building?

The paparazzi were quickly picked out by the police.

They caused a riot in the crowd, and people loved and hated them, hating them for violating the dignity of idols after death, and wanting to know first-hand gossip.

"Weekly One is telling the truth!"

"Chen Chen is pregnant!"

"Oh my god, you're crazy! Did Chen Chen really undergo sex change surgery?"

Explosive news spread extremely fast at the bloody scene.

I stepped back, my hands and feet were numb, and I was a little out of breath.

I still remember the tender night before he left me in the second life, he hugged my shoulder and ordered me to slow down.

This is not true.

I told myself it wasn't true.

These are all despicable means of "behind the scenes" to disturb my heart.

"Wen Qiong!" I turned my head and shouted at the crowd.

People thought I was separated from my companions. Anything could happen in such a crowded situation, and they didn't have time to pay attention to me.

"Wen Qiong! Wen Qiong! Wen Qiong!" I shouted at the top of my voice, pushing away the people around me, "Wen Qiong, where are you!"

I desperately needed to see him, to confirm his presence.

At this moment, I can no longer confirm that my memory belongs to another person, and it is clearly connected with my blood.

When I thought of the third life, when Wen Qiong hadn't gotten rid of the control of the label, those words that coldly rejected me seemed to have a deeper meaning——

"I can't promise you."

"I can't accept you."

"You don't understand, I have to become stronger. Before that, I can't accept anything."

"You don't understand, if I don't become stronger, what will happen..."

When I thought of the third life, I asked Wen Qiong if he had heard the label "is a boy" in the previous two lives, and what he didn't say clearly at the time seemed to have a more tragic explanation——

"I can't accept such a perverted thing..."

"Child? I wasn't born."

"Wen Qiong, stop!" I finally rushed out of the crowd and shouted.

The familiar figure in front stopped and turned his head.

"Gallo." Wen Qiong looked calm.

I ran to him, and soon I was in front of him, holding his shoulders tightly, and pressing him into my arms.

I felt a chill in my abdomen, and the sharp weapon cut the flesh.

I immediately backed away, pushing him away.

"I've wanted to give you this knife for a long time," Wen Qiong smiled coldly, "I hate you more than labels."

I gritted my teeth: "Asshole, don't pretend so much, you are not Wen Qiong!"

I was negligent for a moment, and was calculated by the "behind the scenes".

Enduring the severe pain in my abdomen, I summoned Baihong.

"Hehe, I found out so soon, it's a pity it's too late." The person on the opposite side walked towards me with a sneer, still holding a bloody dagger in his hand, "Don't call your mecha, there is no mecha in the laws of this world .”

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"You don't need to call me mecha, the law of this world is that there is no mecha." The other party walked towards me with a sneer.

"Oh? Really?" I covered the wound and took half a step back with my right leg, "That's a little troublesome."

The other party snorted and rushed towards me, stabbing with a shining knife, I waited intently, it was now!

Dodge the blade sideways, grab the opponent's right hand, move forward suddenly, turn around with the right foot as the center, and change the frontal confrontation into a rear attack.

I twisted his right hand and punched his knee hard. He threw himself forward and fell to the concrete floor.

A series of actions are done in one go, except for the pain from the knife wound, other aspects are quite satisfactory.

The fake Chen Chen was pressed to the ground by me, unbelievable: "Haven't all your tags been deleted? Why..."

"This is the plug-in that I brought with me, thank you." I twisted his thumb, spun it, and slammed it hard on his tiger's mouth. He screamed in pain, and the knife fell into my hand.

I raised the knife and pointed it at the back of the fake Chen Chen. After waiting for a long time, the other party smiled: "Why, can't you do it? So you humans are so easily deceived by illusions, and your female side is probably the same... ..."

Hearing the word "female", I frowned. I put away the knife and slashed my palms. Fake Chen Chen snorted and passed out.

I covered my wound and stood up.

Indeed, sometimes I have to admit that I am not strong enough to block and kill gods and Buddhas. As long as the opponent pretends to be Chen Chen, I can't do it.

I looked up at the top floor of Jinmao Tower, and the crescent moon was like a hook.

This world is very real.

Where will Wen Qiong be now?

I have a feeling that Wen Qiong should be in that place...

I must get there quickly.

It is 3 subway stations away from Jin Mao Tower, the villa area in the city center, and the European-style villa in Block F of Tanghuang Garden Community.

The home of my second life.

I took the key from the back of the mailbox and opened the back door. The room was dark, but I heard someone moving.

I turn on the light.

Wen Qiong and another person turned their heads to look at me, and as expected, the other person looked exactly like me in my second life.

Wen Qiong yelled "Gallo" in surprise, and the counterfeit took advantage of Wen Qiong's distraction to fight back. I stepped forward, plunged the knife into the counterfeit's back heart, picked him up, and threw him aside.

Wen Qiong grabbed my clothes, jumped up and hugged me, I really didn't expect him to be so enthusiastic, and my wound was not ready, I grinned, hugged him back, and patted him on the back : "So enthusiastic, do you want to show it, huh? I will take care of the child after it is born..."

"It's not funny at all." Wen Qiong was annoyed, but still lay obediently in my arms.

"Actually, children are quite cute, especially, isn't it great to have a child who looks very similar to both of us?" I kissed his ear and sighed in his ear, "Why must... Oh, forget it, it’s all over, let’s not talk about it.”

"You are really nagging." Wen Qiong said, "What is this?"

I grabbed his hand: "I was hurt a little..."

Wen Qiong immediately straightened up, and without saying a word, took away my hand covering the wound, his face was frosted.

"Why are you so stupid? Can't even tell the truth from the fake?"

Smart as Wen Qiong, of course he guessed who stabbed me, he scolded me while going to get the medicine box.

I looked around and saw the residence of my second life vividly. It was very familiar, but it also felt strange. It should have been vacant for a period of time after I hung it up, but I didn’t expect that it hadn’t been vacated.

I looked at the person lying on the ground, it seemed that he just passed out.

I raised the knife and stood up, and no matter what part of the hand he was behind it, now that it was in my hands, I wouldn't let him go away alive.

After making up the knife to kill the counterfeit, I turned around and saw Wen Qiong standing there holding the medicine box with a complicated expression.

Indeed, if I saw Wen Qiong chopping Chen Chen, I would probably feel strange too.

Wen Qiong didn't say anything. He came up to bandage my wound and said, "I'll just clean up the battlefield. Don't you think the wound isn't big enough?"

"I want to see what it's like to have a C-section," I joked.

"Get out of here!" Wen Qiong pulled the bandage hard.

I yelled: "Easy, light."

"what?"

After bandaging, Wen Qiong looked behind me, surprised.

"what happened?"

I turned around, and the corpse on the ground was gone!

"Why didn't you see him disappear?" I asked.

"No." Wen Qiong's complexion was very bad, "I'm sure I saw him there just now."

"Then he didn't 'walk' out." I thought, "Is it bandaged?"

"Ah, all right." Wen Qiong stuffed the scissors and the remaining bandages into the medicine box.

I stood up, walked to where the corpse was just now, and squatted down.

There was a little blood on the ground, but the body was gone.

I lay down on the ground and checked it carefully. A piece of green in the cracks of the wooden floor attracted my attention.

"What's that?" I said to myself, reaching out to squeeze it out.

"Be careful." Wen Qiong handed over the tweezers, he was always cautious.

I nodded, took the tweezers, and took out the green thing.

In the light, the green fragments emitted a hazy light.

"Do you think this thing looks like..."

"The Stone of Life?"

Wen Qiong and I looked at each other.

That's right, this thing is very similar to the Stone of Life, but we are clearly in the Stone of Life, how could we see the Stone of Life again?

"The corpse disappeared, but this was left behind," Wen Qiong pondered for a moment, "This impostor has self-awareness, which is different from those clones."

"So this counterfeit product is very likely to be directly transformed by the mastermind behind the scenes." I guessed.

"Yes, this is his real body." Wen Qiong stared at the green fragments.

"Very good." I put the fragment on the ground, stepped on it, and crushed it left and right.

Tiny crackling.

The surrounding space suddenly vibrated, and I heard a scream-like mechanical sound rising upwards. When I looked up, the high ceiling of the living room became distorted and unreal.

I have a bottom line in my heart.

"We have to find a way to find more fragments." I took Wen Qiong's hand, "Come on, let's find the fake Chen Chen."

After Wen Qiong killed the fake Chen Chen, another fragment appeared on the ground.

Wen Qiong crushed the fragments, causing the space to distort.

Many shrill cries flew into the night sky.

At this time, the streets at night have restored order, and the police, ambulances, paparazzi, and crowds have all dispersed.

The night wind was very cool, Wen Qiong looked up at the Jinmao Tower, his hands were a little cold, I clasped his hands, rubbed his fingers between his fingers, and watched his ears gradually turn red with great interest.

"Let's go back." I said.

"Where to go back?" Wen Qiong asked, "The first life, the second life, and the third life are all scenes set up for us by the mastermind behind the scenes."

"Don't think so," I said, "those are real scenes, but the black hands behind the scenes put us in them. Our friends, Dushanbe, Aronzo and your little friend Patton, those These are real people, and we should go back there."

Wen Qiong looked at me with a relaxed smile: "Well, good."

"Also, our wedding hasn't happened yet," I said.

Wen Qiong froze, I smiled and looked forward to his reaction, but he lowered his head and said sullenly: "I don't want to get married."

I:"……"

Countless times before, the person who said this sentence seemed to be me, and the other party was Linuo. I couldn't help but think, is it my wishful thinking?Impossible, Wen Qiong obviously didn't reject me before, does he have any concerns?

Wen Qiong tugged at my sleeve and looked at me with a smile: "Are you unhappy?"

nonsense! "No……"

Wen Qiong approached, kissed me like a dragonfly, stared at me and said: "It's not that I don't agree to you, but the time for the promise has not yet come. Can you give me some time to prepare?"

Oh, I see—I seem to have proposed just now, but I'm still standing, it's so insincere!

Just when I was about to kneel down, Wen Qiong hugged my waist: "Thank you...Jia Luo...I thought I would never have another chance...so seamlessly..."

He still carefully avoids my wounds, but I can't help but deepen this hug. Compared with kissing and lying on the kang, hugging is the closest intimate action from heart to heart, especially for men.

"Don't thank me, I didn't do anything. Compared with you, I have put in too little effort." I gently stroked the back of Wen Qiong's neck, and rubbed my thumb against his ear.

"Gallo..."

The gentle whisper flows out of the lover's mouth. Even if the night in the city is fake, it is gentle and beautiful because of the true emotion.

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It was obviously a romantic hug, but because of my abdominal wound, it had to end hastily. I clutched my stomach and found a wall and squatted down. Wen Qiong sat beside me worriedly and asked me if I wanted to see a doctor.

"No." I said, "Who knows if the doctor on the operating table will cut me up, this is not the real world."

"...We have to get out as soon as possible." Wen Qiong was silent for a while, and said.

I rested under the wall for a while, feeling less pain in my stomach, so I told Wen Qiong my guess: "This world is made up of the consciousness of the mastermind behind the scenes, as long as we find a way to break his spirit, we can probably go out , and the two impostors we killed before carried fragments of their spirits."

"Well," Wen Qiong nodded, "We have to find a way to find those fragments and crush them one by one."

Speaking of the last word, Wen Qiong gritted his teeth.

"Okay, let's do it now." I stood up.

Wen Qiong hurriedly supported me, and looked at me with concern: "Can you do it? Otherwise, I'll go find..."

I grabbed Wen Qiong's hand: "We can't be separated."

Wen Qiong and I spent three hours searching all the familiar places in the city, killing three people who shouldn't be there, and getting three fragments.

When the third fragment shattered under Wen Qiong's feet, the world of the second life began to twist and rotate, and we hugged each other to prevent being separated.

"Are we going out?" Wen Qiong looked up and asked me.

"Maybe, maybe not," I said, "No matter where you teleport, find the tallest building in the area, and we will meet under that building!"

The sound disappeared in the distorted spacetime...

I wake up again.

The person is lying on the bed.

I lifted the quilt and sat up.

The head is still a little groggy, but the wound on the abdomen is gone.

"Wen Qiong?" I looked around, but I couldn't find Wen Qiong's shadow. Books, CDs, and sofa cushions were scattered on the floor around me.

Whose house is this?Why does it look so familiar?

I got out of bed and picked up a book on the ground - "Crash", about environmental protection, the 21st century?It is indeed many years since our year, and it seems to be similar to the era of the second life, but I am sure that I have never lived in such a small room in the second life.

The bedroom is about 20 square meters, and looking outside, I saw a living room of 30 square meters, two bedrooms and one living room, the total does not exceed [-] square meters, it is really not big, but the decoration is very comfortable.

I opened the window and looked out. There was no scenery outside. Through the whirling sycamore trees, I could directly see the window on the opposite floor, and even the scene inside the window.

An ordinary family, an ordinary community.

I'm sure I've never lived in such an ordinary place in three lifetimes.

Every time it is an earth-shattering identity, a luxurious residence, and people who come and go are high society.

I knocked on the door of the neighbor's house, wanting to ask what is the tallest building in this place, so that I can meet Wen Qiong soon.

The other party opened the door, it was a young man, that's great, I like young people, I don't ask questions, or easily detect something wrong with me.

"Hi, what's the matter?" the young man asked me happily.

"Well," I said, "do you know what the tallest building in this place is?"

"The tallest building?" The young man thought for a while, "It should be the TV tower."

"where is it?"

"Wait." The young man turned and went back, rummaged for a while, and found a map for me. "It's here." He pointed out the location of the TV tower.

"Can I borrow the map?" I asked.

"Of course!" the young man said, "Don't worry, I won't tell others. I support you and Teacher Xiaoyuan."

"Xiaoyuan... Teacher?" What the hell?

"That's right," the young man said with a smile, "Although you are all men, and you are unemployed again, and Teacher Xiaoyuan's family disagrees, I will still keep it a secret for you!"

I:"……"

I don't think I should pay too much attention to these virtual scenes, but for some reason, the inexplicable familiarity around me makes me want to explore, who is the owner of this house, who is Teacher Xiaoyuan, and the three lives of Wen Qiong and I It is clear that there is no intersection with these two people, why did I teleport here?

I looked at myself reflected in the mirror, and it was clearly the same as before, but the people here thought that I was the owner of this house... What is the connection between us?

Is it a new life created by the mastermind behind the scenes, or is it a life I have passed but forgotten?

My hand stopped next to the "Crash", and I saw a thick diary.

I took out the diary and clipped the map in.

It was sunny outside. I walked out of the community and came to the bus station. I followed the path that the young man told me just now, and chose a bus to the TV tower. This city is so ordinary that there is no subway, and I The change I could find was not enough to take a taxi.

On the bus, I opened the diary to see what kind of person its owner was.

However, what I saw was not the diary of the person I thought it was, but another person's:

Jin Yuan.

It should be the teacher Xiaoyuan that the young neighbor said.

Teacher Xiaoyuan is a middle school math teacher, with thin and powerful handwriting, and his diary is short, describing his dry life every day.

Going to school, leaving school, shopping for vegetables, cooking, preparing lessons, cleaning the room...

In his brief record, I feel a kind of warmth.

Ordinary life seems endless.

Occasionally, there is a long diary entry. When I read it carefully, it is completely complaining about another person who lives with me, which is me now.

Yang Jia.

This name is really familiar enough... I think, but why can't I remember it at all?

I read on.

This Yang Jia is a house seller, and once made a lot of money, but is currently unemployed, and his hobbies while unemployed are reading novels and playing games.

Why does Jin Yuan complain about him, because he doesn't work, he plays at home all day long, doesn't clean or cook...

Well, a person who is unemployed always needs to give him some room for recovery.

I couldn't help but find reasons for this Yang Jia who had never met before.

After writing a complaining diary, Jin Yuan wrote at the end:

If you dare to peek at this diary, kneel on the washboard for me.

What a prescient wife.I think.

However, the diary is placed in such an obvious place, isn't it just for people to read?I couldn't help but find reasons for Yang Jia, whom I had never met before.

After arriving at the TV tower, I saw Wen Qiong standing on the steps looking into the distance.

I deliberately went around behind him, just about to reach out and pat him.

He shot suddenly and threw it over his shoulder. Of course it didn't hit me, but he was about to pull my arm off.

"It's me, it's me!" I said hastily.

Wen Qiong let go of my hand and hugged me again, and the two of us kissed for a while in public.

People around me are pointing and pointing, I think it's very funny, this world is very real.

"Why are you so slow?" Wen Qiong blamed.

I smiled and took out the diary and handed it to him: "Look at this, it's very interesting."

Wen Qiong took the diary and flipped through it, his eyes became confused: "This diary..."

"The tone is very similar to yours, isn't it?" I turned to the page complaining about Yang Jia for him, "Look here."

After reading it silently, Wen Qiong asked, "Why are you showing me this?"

I smiled and said, "Do you think we used to live an ordinary life just like these two people?"

"It's possible." Wen Qiong looked up at me, "Do you wish to live such an ordinary life?"

If it was before, Wen Qiong would never ask me this kind of question, because we have nothing to do with ordinary.

Now, the label has been deleted, and our desire to become stronger is not so strong. The only goal at present is to kill the mastermind behind the scenes.

"It doesn't matter what kind of life you live, what matters is who you live with." I looked at Wen Qiong with a smile and said.

Wen Qiong's face flushed slightly: "Oh, really, how about saying goodbye to Dushan?"

I was surprised: "What's the matter with Dushanbe here?"

Wen Qiong looked away: "Don't you always hang out with him?"

Only then did I understand that Wen Qiong was "jealous", haha, Wen Qiong would be jealous too, it's so funny.

"Why do you look happy?" Wen Qiong was unhappy, "Although...although... Dushanbe is very good..."

"But we're friends," I said, "and we'll be the first to send him wedding invitations."

Wen Qiong raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Well, let's talk."

I coughed: "Now let's find a way to go back. Why did you say that the mastermind behind the scenes sent us to such a world?"

"Maybe it wasn't the one behind the scenes who was willing to give it away," Wen Qiong frowned. "We crushed five fragments and came here after the space collapsed. Maybe this is the outer space of the illusory space..."

"This world is completely unfamiliar to us, and we have never experienced it... It seems that it is not a world deliberately created by the mastermind behind the scenes." I thought, "How about that?"