My Strategy Target Has Fallen to Earth

Luo Yao is a librarian. When he was sorting out a dilapidated old warehouse, he accidentally picked up a strategy book. As soon as Luo Yao turned on a powerful force, he was instantly pulled into a dark time and space. There was a feeling that the city was about to be destroyed by dark clouds. Luo Yao hasn't reacted yet. [System: Congratulations to the host for successfully crossing the book] "Wait... What are you wearing a book? What happened? Am I wearing a book?" Luo Yao looked confused. [System: Please select a strategy target] The system prompt sounded again. Luo Yao looked at the target in front of him and said, "You can't be dreaming, forget it, never mind. Once you get it, make peace with it." Luo Yao looked at the strategy targets above and clicked on one. [System: Congratulations to the host for choosing Xiao Jing as the guide] [System: Warm reminder, you cannot exit during the task. The target character's favorability is 100% and the strategy is successful] [System: May the host have a smooth journey and get what he wishes for] [System: This system will accompany you throughout the process] Thousands of years ago, the demon world provoked trouble, and a war between gods and demons made the world like purgatory, with mourning everywhere. During the battle between gods and demons, the Luo people resisted with all their strength and sealed the demon, causing heavy casualties. No one survived, leaving only the infant Luo Yao. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the God Realm, he was hit by ten thunderbolts, and the target of the capture was lost to the calamity in the lower realm. He had no choice but to jump off the calamity platform to look for the capture target. "Xiao Jing, let me go, and I'll let you go, okay, I'll fulfill your great cause." The girl stood on the edge of the tower and looked at Xiao Jing with gentle eyes. Xiao Jing looked at the pale woman in front of her, standing on the tower in a phoenix crown, as if a gust of wind could blow it off. A sense of fear arose spontaneously, and she said with a trembling voice, "Yao Yao, be obedient, come here." The woman on the tower chuckled and said, "Zizhan, do you know how much I looked forward to today, and how much I regret today? I hate myself for why I met you, why I liked you, and if I had never met you, would everything have been different?" The woman smiled with relief and said, "Zizhan, I used you before, and you have used me now. Now we don't owe each other." "I just hope we never meet again in the next life." Xiao Jing's voice screamed, "No, no, please come here. If you die, I will never live alone." Luo Yao looked at the tears in the corners of Xiao Jing's eyes, his expression was startled, and he realized that he could also cry and shed tears. "Zizhan, you have to live well. Comellia next year, you can check for me if it's okay." Suddenly, snowflakes began to float in the sky, getting bigger and bigger. Luo Yao stretched out his palm, and a snowflake fell steadily on his slender fingers. The woman smiled. "Zizhan, goodbye." I saw a red figure falling from the tower, falling together with thousands of snowflakes. The pure white ground was instantly stained with blood and was extremely dazzling. For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether it was blood or wedding clothes. Xiao Jing hugged Luo Yao, and Luo Yao spat out a mouthful of blood, and touched Xiao Jing's face with trembling fingers covered with blood, "Zizhan, don't cry." Xiao Jing said with a trembling voice, "I won't let you die." After speaking, he roared at the guard behind him, "Mr. Xuan." Luo Yao said weakly, "No need, remember to be good..." After saying that, his eyes gently closed. In the sixth year of Shengjing, the second year after Luo Yao's death, the camellias were in full bloom. Idea: Does he like me?