How to properly play the spare tire character

Xie Ci had only seen the description of the white hole storm on the optical brain forum before.

Extreme, timid, and distorted, it is an end-time natural disaster that has all the destructive powers like black holes.

It really deserves to be called a natural disaster.

Xie Ci feebly raised his bloody wrist, but he still did not admit defeat, even that white and beautiful face had many small and tender 'stabs'.

The youth is more like an assembled doll that is about to fall apart, with neat bloodstains that appear and disappear from time to time.

His dark eyes fixedly stared at the only door left in this space, there would not be a complete dead end in this world.

The fusion of the two worlds has attracted the white hole riot, but at the same time, the rules of the world cannot allow the white hole storm to completely swallow everything.

So, there is this 'door'.Shengmen.

This is Xie Ci's life gate.

The young man walks from the abyss to the light on countless evaporated blood, just as he lived to death in countless worlds.

There is a faint tingling in the head, and the heaviness of the body is getting worse.

Xie Ci could barely feel the sensation below his knees. In a trance, he probably fell down and half-kneeled in the pure black space.

The gate of life is within his reach.

Perhaps dramatic plots always appear at such critical moments.

Xie Ci propped his hands on the ground, his long hair that had grown wildly again after being cut into pieces hung down his cheeks, his eyes were confused and his face was flushed, he just looked at the closed door in front of him, and was gently pushed open a gap.

White rays of light scrambled to get in from it, if you have to describe it, it's like hell finally shined into the light.

Xie Ci couldn't see clearly, but he knew clearly that he was saved.

Xie Ci didn't know who it was, but the other person had an extremely contradictory aura, like a person with two faces, one side made him feel dangerous, but the other side made him feel familiar.

He finally fell into the boundless darkness.

The white light entering the dark space reflects the original shadow of everything.

Where do wandering souls come from?

**

Xie Ci opened his eyes again on a clear morning.

The scorching roses bloomed in the vase with ice blue pattern in the ward, and the slightly cold air came in through the gap of the window, bringing all the vitality.

The young man's long hair was scattered on the white pillow. His complexion was so pale that it was unmistakable with the paper. Only a hint of cinnamon color appeared on the tip of his lips. He was a fragile long-haired beauty lying on the bed and being manipulated by others.

Xie Ci looked around calmly, and when he heard footsteps coming from the door, he lowered the corners of his eyes subconsciously, and entered the role he should have at this time.

When it comes to work, he is really devoted to his work.

The footsteps of the visitor paused slightly, Xie Ci's heart skipped a beat for a moment, and he looked up.

Like crashing into a deep clear water lake.

It's Qi Jingcheng.

Xie Ci's eyes instantly became extremely disgusted, and his brows like distant mountains slowly frowned, as if seeing Qi Jingcheng was like encountering some kind of plague.

But the man just smiled, his dark eyes were red like a fragile spider web, and he said hoarsely, "Ah Ci, I'm back."

Xie Ci froze all over, and tightened the corner of the quilt with trembling hands. After a while, he took a deep breath before saying in a hoarse voice: "How long are you going to pretend..."

Qi Jingcheng didn't speak, but slowly sat down beside Xie Ci's bed, like countless days and nights in the past.

The man took a deep breath, and there was even an indescribable trill in his voice: "Little Ah Ci, Little Orange is back."

Xie Ci suddenly raised his eyes, with some disbelief in his eyes.

He actually guessed a little bit that his real husband, Qi Jingcheng, might be Xiaojuzi.

They had exchanged a crescent-shaped stone in the orphanage, and at the end of that album, Xie Ci had seen a photo of that crescent-shaped stone.

This matter was absolutely impossible for that impostor to know about, and Xie Ci never even mentioned it to anyone.

But he was too scared, he was afraid that the husband in front of him was just a phantom, and he was afraid that in case, in case that monster had some weird ability, obtained her husband's memory from other places, and came to deceive him again.

So he didn't dare to answer, didn't dare to expect, and didn't dare to think too much.

But Qi Jingcheng gently held his icy fish-like wrist, and the other party carefully stretched his slightly held knuckles, interlocking his fingers.

Familiar and gentle to a degree that cannot be described in words.

Xie Ci didn't dare to look at him, his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and there were transparent water marks at the corners of his eyes.

Qi Jingcheng's expression was too gentle, the man helped him brush up the broken hair on the side of his ears, then stepped back, smiled and said: "This is much better, our Ah Ci has always been so good-looking."

Xie Ci burst into tears in an instant.

This is what my husband said to him when he was sitting next to the moon by the water on the first anniversary of their love.

The long-haired young man looked at her husband with tears in his eyes, as if looking at the only person he could rely on in this world, his voice trembled softly, like peach blossoms flowing along the waves: "Jing Cheng, really is it you?"

"Why did you come back? Why did you come back? I'm scared, Jing Cheng, you don't know me some time ago, I thought he was you, I thought he was you, I almost had sex with him,, I... ·”

Xie Ci's mood became a little agitated in an instant, and the self-loathing in his brows made people feel distressed.

Qi Jingcheng gently embraced his arm, and he kissed the young man's lips and then his cheek in a consoling manner, cherishing and loving him very much.

He said softly, "It's okay, Ah Ci, isn't it just me that Ah Ci likes all the time?"

Xie Ci nodded, choked slightly, opened his eyes slightly, and round tears rolled down his eyelids.

Qi Jingcheng smiled with red eyes, and gently wiped the young man's tears with his fingers: "You didn't betray me, even though countless times and distances have passed, we still only love each other, don't we?"

Xie Ci gently bent his fingertips, wiped the tear stains from the corners of his eyes, moved his body slightly to the side, his cheeks were a little red: "Go to sleep, you must have not slept well these days, there are dark spots under your eyes. Eye circles."

Qi Jingcheng smiled, nodded, and sat sideways on the bed, very naturally wrapped his arms around Xie Ci's waist, and gently buried his head in Xie Ci's long and smooth hair.

Familiar with natural bone-chilling movements.

Xie Ci's eye circles turned red silently again, he pinched his knuckles, and relaxed a bit in his heart.

The atmosphere was very warm, and when the nurse came in to record the situation, she felt a little embarrassed when she saw it, and coughed lightly to remind her.

Qi Jingcheng got up, he was indeed a little embarrassed at first, but when he saw his wife blushing, he immediately stopped saying anything about embarrassment, and just focused on seeing his wife's rare and lovely expression.

His eyes were glued to Xie Ci's body, after all, before that, he had to endure endless pain even to look at his wife one more time.

Qi Jingcheng gently tucked in the quilt beside Xie Ci, and then asked about the condition of the nurse's wife. He clearly knew that his wife fell asleep only because of a slight shock, but he was still not at ease.

After all, who would be frightened and sleep for three to five days?

Xie Ci knew his real situation at the time, maybe the rules did not allow it, so the real Qi Jingcheng couldn't see the truth, he just thought he was 'shocked'.

The nurse closed the door, Qi Jingcheng gently rubbed his wife's forehead and said, "Are you hungry, I'll go buy some food."

He was about to turn around and leave, but found that his wife was gently holding the tail of his clothes with one hand. When he lowered his eyes, he could see his wife's wet eyes, black and white.

Xie Ci licked his flesh-pink lips: "Don't go."

With just this one sentence, how could Qi Jingcheng move?

The man let his wife rest on his lap, and he subconsciously helped his wife smooth her long hair, as if he was taking care of her.

Xie Ci pursed his lips, and asked softly after a while: "Jing Cheng, where did you go? Why... such a weird thing happened. Who is that person occupying your body?"

Qi Jingcheng's smile paused, and it took a long time before he said softly: "Ah Ci, you may not believe it, but you still remember that several months ago, when I woke up the next morning when I was about to return from a business trip, I realized that I was a different person."

Xie Ci looked up at him: "Another person?"

Qi Jingcheng lowered his eyes: "Qi Mingcheng, I became him."

Xie Ci froze for a moment, he suddenly remembered the first time he saw that handsome young man.

Like Qi Jingcheng, Qi Mingcheng also appeared by his side when he was about to be hurt and defeated by unbearable malice.

It turned out that her husband had always been by his side and had never left him.

Qi Jingcheng said, "Ah Ci, what if I told you that our world is just a novel?"

After the man finished speaking, he looked at the young man quietly. His expression was very quiet and warm, but it didn't look like he was joking at all.

Xie Ci understood him. A thin smile appeared from the corner of the young man's eyes, but in Qi Jingcheng's eyes it seemed like the only lifeline on the cliff. Xie Ci said, "Then what role are we?"

Qi Jingcheng smiled suddenly: "It's a very small role, a very ordinary loving couple."

Xie Ci hooked his little finger: "Will we be together forever?"

There are stars in his eyes, Qi Jingcheng thought.

"Yes, until the end of the world, when everyone dies, we will still be together."

Because we are the protagonists of our own stories.

The real Qi Jingcheng will never let Xie Ci suffer any harm.

Xie Ci looked at Qi Jingcheng's eyes suddenly stopped, and he closed his eyes after a while, his voice seemed to have a slight nasal sound: "I'm a little sleepy, do you want to sleep with me?"

Qi Jingcheng smiled: "Yes."

So they hugged each other and fell asleep in the morning light.

In all the silence, only a photo of husband and wife on the bedside table stands out.

A bright white block script suddenly appeared in midair.

"Please note that your role-playing confirmation failed. As a punishment, you will be forever deprived of your name and the rights of all creatures, and locked in this world."

The bright white font stopped in mid-air for more than ten seconds, and then completely dissipated into a puff of green smoke.

The sunlight hit the photo on the bedside table, and the eyes of 'Qi Jingcheng' in the photo rolled slightly, and the warm eyes instantly became extremely strange, just staring at the long-haired beauty on the bed.