After entering the time travel text, I got on well with the male protagonist

Tan Si had seen that if they managed to come out of the book world, he would come to him.

"Ding Dong" the doorbell rang.

Tan Hao opened the door excitedly.

A few seconds later, he put the pizza box on the table in frustration. He squatted on the wooden chair with his knees bent. His cotton and linen loose coat made him look extremely thin. He wrapped his arms around his knees and took the pizza with the other. It tasted like chewing wax.

There were dark clouds outside the window, and after a while, water droplets were stained on the glass window.

Tan Hao checked the calendar. In reality, only one week had passed during the time he was wearing the book. In just one week, he seemed to have lived a lifetime and died countless times.

He went to school, and when the teacher saw him, he reminded him that he would have to retake the class if he missed another class. His classmates just greeted him when they saw him, and his parents didn't even know that he had been missing this week.

Seeing too much warmth in the book, life in reality is like a bowl of cold soup, after swallowing, it turns cold.

It's cruel, but it's true.

When Tan Hao was in the book, he had thought about what he would do after he came out countless times, but like a child fantasizing about what he would become when he grows up, he was powerless in the face of this empty house.

He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to hear the doorbell, and when he opened the door, he could see Tan Siguan standing outside the door, smiling and saying "I'm here".

That world is destroyed, have all the traversers come out?

What about his view of Tan Si?

In fact, Tan Hao had a guess, but he didn't dare to think in that direction.

He ordered takeaways and express delivery every day, and he kept creating opportunities for himself to open blind boxes, but he never got the gift he wanted.

Time passed alternately between hope and disappointment. Gradually, Tan Hao no longer created hope for himself.

"Drink fish head tofu soup with white rice today."

Tan Hao was walking home with the fish head in his hand. When the sun was setting, a slanting shadow appeared behind him.

At some point, he got used to talking to himself, as if he wasn't alone anymore.

After getting out of the elevator, I took out the key from my pocket and inserted it into the lock. Unexpectedly, as soon as the key touched the door, the door opened with a creak.

Did he not lock the door when he went out today?

One minute before seeing Tan Siguan, Tan Hao thought so.

He opened the door abruptly.

His gaze met the person on the sofa in the air.

The man stretched his legs on the ground, supported his knees with his elbows, and clasped his fingers in front of his mouth a second before the door opened, looking extremely cramped.

But after Tan Hao entered the door, he immediately smiled.

It was a shy smile that the two showed when they exchanged identities in different worlds.

Tan Hao stared blankly at the man.

The sweetest thing in the world is the reunion of old friends.

"I'm here to see you."

Tan Siguan said: "I miss you very much, Tan Hao."