In a car accident, the novelist lost his only relative. He was depressed all day long and suffered from depression. The high-intelligence system detected the symptoms and was forcibly sent into his own novel.
Xiang Chen said: "I am the author, right?"
The system answered: "Yes."
Xiang Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Then, now, immediately, immediately, send me back."
The system replied: "Sorry, there is nothing I can do about this."
The veins bulged out in Xinjie's voice and he said, "Then how am I going to go back?"
The system smiled coquettishly and said: "The superiors have stipulated that you can return after completing the task.
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"Hopefully!"
Concept: Love goes both ways, even in the execution ground