[The Creator who is warm on the outside and evil on the inside x the paranoid but loyal dog martyr]
Dim rain. Cry. The sound of knees hitting the stone floor.
Song Qi'an stood under the umbrella, looking at the boy abandoned by the whole world, and told himself: Don't worry.
Then her feet moved.
The black umbrella with a cat on it was handed out uncontrollably.
"Take the umbrella and get out of here."
Twelve-year-old Jiang Ye knelt in the stagnant water, clutching the handle of his umbrella, and remembered the sound.
That was the softest sound he had ever heard in his life.
——
Song Qi'an traveled into the book she wrote, but she didn't know it.
She thought this was just a happy time travel, until the plot started. Her body was out of control, her memory was erased, and inexplicable heartbeat and unreasonable disgust were mixed together in her mind. The more she resists, the deeper she sinks.
The source of all chaos is Jiang Ye.
As long as you stay close to him, everything will go well. Just stay away from him and bad luck will come. For the sake of her parents, she chose to compromise, but in the process she really fell in love with him.
Until the day the truth collapsed, she discovered that everyone was a puppet in her writing, including herself.
"Have you ever thought about whether your feelings for me are genuine or are they set up?"
She stood in front of him, her voice was very soft, like that rainy night.
"You just talk about your love for me in such a boring and boring way, and I will never accept it."
Jiang Ye was silent for a long time.
So long that she thought he wouldn't answer.
Then he raised his eyes, his once empty eyes that were now filled with hers, looking at her unblinkingly.
"I don't know."
He said, his voice was low, like sandpaper rubbing against a rough stone surface.
"But even if you tell me that all this is a script written by you - I will still kneel there on that rainy night, waiting for you to come."
——
Later, she took back the pen rights.
I deleted the line "Bai Yueguang must die" and typed it again.
Jiang Ye hugged her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder, watching her change her ending.
"What are you writing?" He asked.
"Write you."
"What's wrong with me?"
"You're not crazy, you didn't imprison me, you didn't push yourself to a dead end."
He was silent for a moment, and then laughed—the first time she had ever heard him laugh.
"Then I still lost money." He said, "If you weren't crazy, how could you feel sorry for me?"
Song Qian rolled his eyes and pulled his hand away from his waist.
"Get lost."
He didn't leave. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and said dullly: "You can change it back. It's worth being written crazy by you."
When a beam of light illuminates darkness, that beam of light will be remembered by the darkness.
When the person who wrote the story became the person in the story, she chose to rewrite the ending with her own hands.
This time, there is no script, only choices.
# Is the author# #Crazy criticizes the villain and becomes a loyal dog# ##
Intention: Break the plot and control the plot
[Poor] When will it be updated, baby?