There is no boundary between the writer and the work, there is no boundary between the worlds, and there is no boundary between love.
Late at night, the second female character in Mu Chengxi's novel died from random arrows.
Before the ink was dry, the male protagonist Jing Chao fell out of the manuscript. The first thing he sees is his own fate and the final sentence of his loved ones.
The flames ignited and the manuscript turned to ashes. The world is free and the barriers begin to crumble.
He was supposed to hate her. She sentenced his beloved to death and wrote about his loneliness for half his life. But when she fell asleep due to illness, he cooked a bowl of red dates and yam porridge according to the memory in the book.
She is supposed to be a god to the people in the book. But when she walked side by side with him in the book through the peach blossom forest, the snow in northern Xinjiang, and the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and when she heard him say "there is a place for you" - she was more like a mortal in the book.
But the world is falling apart.
Jiang Lintian, the first villain to awaken, has already built a fortress in the real world. It took him three years to complete the 200-year technological journey of mankind, just to find "the true freedom without rules." The jade slip records the truth: it takes the Creator God to burn out his life and rewrite the boundaries.
He hid the jade slip and said, "There will be other ways."
She glimpsed his memory and said with a smile, "This is the ending I should write."
At the moment of sacrifice, she changed three settings: let him live forever, let the villain get the freedom he dreamed of, and let the female general who said "want to see the sea" get a new life.
When the light faded, he held her remaining hair.
A year later, Unbounded Bookstore opened. The pen she used occasionally wrote a few words on its own.
Until one night, a new page opened in the blank notebook.
"Chapter 1: I woke up from the ink and saw a girl crying."
The story is over. But writing never stops.
Concept: Love is giving the other person the freedom to choose their destiny. True creation is not to write about other people's lives, but to let them be themselves.