After I turned into a villain, I carried the hero and ran away

beep - beep - beep -

what's ringing

This voice is so familiar.It's like... the hum of a machine?

Zhao Qingxing had a splitting headache, he couldn't help curling up, and withdrew his hand, but hit something and made a crisp sound.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

In an instant, the honking of vehicles, the noise of pedestrians, and the sound of advertisements in the store all poured into his ears, making his scalp numb from the noise, blood gushed up, and his head seemed to be pricked by a needle.

"What's the matter with you?"

A voice of dissatisfaction sounded, and then the whispers began to grow louder.

Zhao Qingxing looked for the sound, and saw a man looking at him with an unkind expression, while shaking his hand, looking at the red mark on the back of the hand, he probably accidentally hit it just now.

"Sorry." He subconsciously began to apologize.

The man gave him a few glances before leaving, and the people around him gradually dispersed.

It was only then that Zhao Qingxing was able to look around, and at this glance, he froze in place, his legs seemed to be petrified, and he couldn't move half a step.

There is a familiar street in front of him, and at the corner is the cake shop he often goes to. There is a bus stopping at the bus stop outside the door, which is the way he usually takes to and from get off work.

People coming and going were wearing cool summer clothes, many girls were holding miniature fans in their hands, and the air still smelled of ice cream and watermelon.

Is he... back?

Zhao Qingxing pinched his arm in disbelief, grinning in pain.

he is still alive?Not only alive?Returned to the original world?

But didn't the system say that after redeeming 100 happiness points, you can only get a lunch box?

Was he thrown into another book by the system adhering to humanitarianism?Or was that trip through the book just a vain dream?

Dream?

Zhao Qingxing felt a pain in his heart, and threw this idea out of his head without hesitation.

He remembered every day he was with Pei Yanting, he didn't accept that it was just a dream, how could Pei Yanting be just an illusory dream?

Thinking of that person, Zhao Qingxing's eyes began to swell uncontrollably.

He put his hand into his pocket at a loss, and touched something he hadn't used for a long time.

The lock screen of the mobile phone was a picture of Huoshaoyun that he took casually one day. After unlocking it, he habitually clicked on the WeChat icon, but as soon as he put his finger on the icon, he was stunned again.

The voice of the news broadcast came from a small shop next to it: it is now August 8th, capital time...

September 8th?

But the time on his mobile phone is August 8th, and he remembers that the time when he went to catch a rape and got into a car accident was also August 20th.

The news broadcast can't lie to people, can it?This is... He was resurrected to three days before the accident?

The cold air in the hotel dissipated the heat from his whole body, and all the fatigue in his body was easily pulled out. The cold and hot body feeling made Zhao Qingxing very uncomfortable, and he staggered when he closed the door.

He did not return to his home.

He still remembered that his scumbag boyfriend was still living in his house three days before the accident...

That scumbag chased him for a long time, and the cohabitation was also made by the other party. With the idea of ​​giving it a try, Zhao Qingxing tried to start a relationship and also tried to live with others.

But in the end, the test in my heart was still not over. The two were under the same roof, but they slept in separate rooms.

The scumbag man's expression was not good when he heard that he had made the decision to divide the room, but he still compromised.

Unexpectedly, she turned around and climbed onto someone else's bed!

Zhao Qingxing felt nauseous when he thought of him now. Seeing that it was getting late, he stayed in the hotel without hesitation. He was afraid that if he went home at night, he would not be able to restrain his emotions, so he sent that scumbag directly to the ICU...

Sure enough, if you don't like it, you don't like it, no matter how you try, you don't like it.

He thought of Pei Yanting again, if he really liked her, he would only wish to be hugged and sleep in his arms every day.

Zhao Qingxing tried his best to go to the bathroom. After taking a bath, he fell on the bed in a daze, his head was still aching, too many things flooded into his mind, his whole body seemed to be pushed into ice water, He picked it up and rolled into the fire.

He feebly raised his hand and touched his forehead, and sure enough he had a fever.

Just for a moment, he thought of the person who always held him in his arms and rubbed his head to coax him when he was sick.

"Brother Pei..."

Zhao Qingxing fell into a deep sleep, he subconsciously rubbed against his side, but this time, he couldn't retract into that warm embrace again, and there was no familiar light fragrance around him.

Consciousness gradually sank, and the sound of the cold air blowing from the air conditioner gradually faded away.

In a haze, Zhao Qingxing found himself back in Luoyunxuan, the moon was hanging high in the sky, Pei Yanting walked out of the room, his facial features softened under the moonlight, but he was visibly haggard.

Zhao Qingxing had mixed feelings in his heart, and he wanted to hug him when he ran over, but watched helplessly as his hands were empty, Pei Yanting couldn't see him, and he couldn't touch Pei Yanting either.

There was a tearing pain in his heart, his throat was tight and his eyes were sore, but he found that he couldn't even cry.

Pei Yanting came to the Thousand Layers Hall alone in the darkness.Zhao Qingxing watched him put a letter by Sun Yu's door, summoned Luyuan Jiaolong and quietly left Tai Cangzong.

It is true that he did not take over the Tai Cangzong, Zhao Qingxing followed him across the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and every place he stayed was the place they walked together that year.He helped many people on the road, and his reputation became more and more famous in the cultivation world unknowingly. Many sects personally approached him to ask him to be a guest minister or an elder, but Pei Yanting refused them all.

He was always alone, with only a dragon by his side. Every time Zhao Qingxing looked at his figure sleeping alone at night, he couldn't help but wonder, was he doing the right thing in resetting the ending line that day?

The person he likes did not spend the rest of his life happily because of his choice, and he never saw the other party smile again.

Zhao Qingxing didn't know whether it was a dream or his soul returned to the book. He couldn't feel the warmth, nor could he perceive the time. He followed Pei Yanting, and couldn't tell how long it had passed, until one day there were firecrackers near the place where they lived. Only then did Zhao Qingxing realize that it was Chinese New Year again.

That night, Zhao Qingxing sat in the small kitchen, watching Zhao Dian shrink into the size of a rolling pin, wash himself clean, roll around obediently rolling dumpling wrappers, that made Zhao Qingxing laugh.

On the table were minced meat, peanuts, a few pieces of chopped candied fruit, and a few copper plates. Pei Yanting's way of making dumplings was a bit clumsy, but Zhao Qingxing found that he still secretly marked the dumplings with various meanings, so that Zhao Dian Dian ate three dumplings with good luck in a row, which made the child very happy.

Pei Yanting showed a rare smile, and carefully took out a copper plate from his pocket and washed it in hot water.Zhao Qingxing looked at the copper plate that he carefully treasured, and couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart. He was sure that it was put in Pei Yanting's fat dumpling during the Chinese New Year at Cangshan Terrace that year.

This person has remained until now.

Zhao Qingxing sat beside him, but the other party didn't notice, just quietly wrapping the dumpling in his hand, as if nothing in the world was as important as this.

The fat dumpling in his hand, which was mixed with minced meat, peanuts, candied fruit and copper plates, was rolled in boiling water several times by Pei Yanting, and finally caught in an empty bowl with red envelopes on it.

That was specially reserved for Zhao Qingxing.

"Brother Pei..."

Zhao Qingxing wanted to cry again, "I miss you."

When he woke up again, Zhao Qingxing was still in bed in the hotel. He thought he had slept for a long time, but when he took the phone, the time was still at 2 o'clock in the morning.

After a full sleep, the cold got worse. Zhao Qingxing hugged the quilt and rubbed it against him again, but his sleepiness never visited him again, so he could only sit on the bedside with eyes wide open and recall the events of this period carefully.

The novel called "Moonlight at the Heart", excluding the emotional line that he and Pei Yanting forcibly developed, everything else is really ridiculous, not to mention the frequent accidental plots.

I didn't think it was a big problem in the book before, but now I jumped out of the plot line, and looking at the overall situation I have experienced, it is almost weird everywhere.

Those masters who appeared inexplicably, and Yan Suzhi's sentence "You have lost" before his death, what exactly do they mean?Why did he insist on targeting Zhao Qingxing?

It's a pity that there was still no time to ask the system, Zhao Qingxing propped his forehead irritably, and exhaled impatiently due to the scalding temperature.

Why is he not dead?

As soon as this question popped up, he fell into even greater confusion.

Why didn't he die?Could it be that the system has cheated on him?Didn't fix the ending line at all, but resurrected him with 100 happiness points?

A series of questions were in a mess in his mind, and his head began to hurt like a pinprick again. Zhao Qingxing took out his mobile phone to order a medicine delivery, but just as he picked up the mobile phone, he suddenly remembered another thing.

Those two times he was inexplicably involved in the illusion.

Once, he was cut off piece by piece by Pei Yanting, and once he watched Pei Yanting die in front of his eyes. He was the only one involved, but he still couldn't contact the system. Who was targeting him?Is it aimed at "Zhao Qingxing" in the book?Or is it targeting him?

Before, he suspected that there were other book runners, but he denied it many times after the systematic investigation. Now that the book is published, and recalling it again, he found that there is actually another possibility!

The wind from the air conditioner kept blowing, and Zhao Qingxing got goose bumps all over his body for no reason.

What if, there is another system in that book!

Then those resurrected characters, as well as Yan Suhou's various strange behaviors in the later period, seem to have an explanation...

Zhao Qingxing rubbed his face, and the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became. If the other system hadn't left when he left, what would happen to Pei Yanting and the others?

He jumped out of bed to look for the mineral water on the opposite table. He had to drink something to calm down, otherwise he was afraid that he would die again immediately, and gambled whether he would be caught by the "villain escape system" again.

But just as he touched the water bottle, a book on the table made him break out in a cold sweat.

It was a very thin novel, the cover had faded and turned yellow, and there were three words written on it: "Entering the Painting".

Zhao Qingxing took two steps back, couldn't help but looked around, but saw nothing unusual, it was indeed just an ordinary hotel room.

He suppressed the panic and tremblingly took the "Into the Painting", swallowed nervously, and carefully read the contents of the book.

The story written in it is exactly the same as the play he watched in "Erhuawu" back then, except that what is in front of him is only in pure text form.

He read to the end in one breath, and wanted to see if the book would reveal who knocked on the door at the end, but the ending paragraph of the book was also the same as that play, with words written on it:

That night, the scholar had been busy all day, so he really couldn't help taking a nap.

In the early hours of the morning, he was woken up by the whistling wind, wondering if a window was not closed securely, and was about to get up to look, but suddenly knocked over the teacup in shock, he looked at the table in front of him, clearly The "Spring Tour in the South of the Yangtze River" that I drew for several months has now turned into a blank sheet of paper!

The scholar was shocked, thinking that a thief had entered the house, and was about to get angry, but at this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

knock knock --

Zhao Qingxing was so frightened that he threw the book out.

The voice came just as he read the last sentence, and he stared at the door panel in horror.

knock knock --

There are people outside the door!

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The author has something to say:

As a brainless sweet article, I don't allow the brats to be separated by more than 1 chapter! (make a fist)