The Alpha in My Pen Wants to Mark Me

Wen Ran choked to death on a plum blossom and passed through the ABO novel he wrote. Wen Ran spent a long time digesting it, and the all-powerful characters in his novels turned into furry and cute creatures, and all of them had serious emotional problems. Wen Ran, a good old man who was good at mediating disputes between colleagues in his previous life, instantly found his position as an emotional counselor. He will smooth the Shiba Inu's coat and analyze that what his partner really needs is affirmation rather than protection. He would also scratch Xuanfeng's head and gently point out that chasing the dazzling sun is not as good as shining one's own light. He listens to everyone's vulnerabilities, gives sincere suggestions, and uses action to help them resolve minor crises. The characters' dependence on him grows day by day, and they even develop strange feelings and pursue Wen Ran to confess. "It's too outrageous..." After Wen Ran escaped again, he complained to his only friend Wen Yu: "'Mother's love' has gone bad!" Wen Yu is the most special existence in this love brain world, a "Beta" who has no pheromones and cannot smell pheromones. He is silent and reliable, always there when Wen Ran needs it, and calmly analyzes everything. Wen Ran trusted this solid friendship wholeheartedly and felt extremely at ease with Wen Yu. Until one day, the system sound rang in Wen Ran's mind: [The ultimate mission is to reverse the "narcissus ending" of the key character "Wenyu". Only then did Wen Ran remember that Wen Yu was not a beta, but a flawless character in his works. In the end, he fell in love with himself because no one could be with him and died in loneliness? Twist the ending? You mean, you have to find a true love for Wen Yu? A sense of responsibility arises spontaneously, Wen Ran is a professional emotional counselor! He leaned over and said with his usual gentle smile when he wanted to help others: "Wen Yu, what kind of person do you like? I know many good people, let me introduce them to you! I guarantee your satisfaction!" Wen Yu slowly turned his head, and in his usually calm deep eyes, it seemed as if the ice was breaking, and something dormant underneath, something Wen Ran had never seen before, was seeping out. He raised his hand and grabbed Wen Ran's wrist with unquestionable force. The fingertips are cold, but the intensity is hot. . "Wen Ran." He spoke, his voice lower than usual, like a taut string. Wen Ran blinked and still smiled: "What's wrong? Don't be embarrassed." "You give everyone in your writing," Wen Yu interrupted, with a certain weight that had been suppressed for a long time, "arrange redemption, point out the direction, and repair shortcomings. You give them hope, move them, and give them the possibility of perfection." "Then tell me," Wen Yu's thumb gently rubbed the warm and red lips. "Why is it that when it's my turn, I'm left with only the lonely character creation?" "Why do you judge me alone?" "Not worthy of true love, nor worthy of loving anyone?" The smile on Wen Ran's face froze, and a chill ran down his spine. "I..." Wen Ran's throat was dry. Wen Yu's lips almost touched the shell of his ear, and his voice was as soft as a sigh, but with strong possession and accusation: "Now, you want to easily rewrite my ending?" He chuckled, and there was no warmth in the laughter. Wen Yu grabbed Wen Ran's chin, his eyes filled with hatred and madness. "My dear Creator." "My story, my ending..." "It's your turn to perform it yourself." Purpose: Read less literature