But I'm Just Messing Around with the Strategy

You can't hide your love for one person, but you can definitely hide your love for many people. As an NPC employee of the Management Bureau, Feng Zaoyao was put into this world to play an unimportant passerby, and his duty was to pursue the protagonists. Feng Zaoyao: I am familiar with this matter. I was the first to arrive at the classroom in the morning and put the snacks I made and the love letters into the cabinet of a member of the volleyball club. During the lunch break, he climbed over the wall and sneaked out of the school to give snacks and love letters to his neighbor's police academy boy. After returning home from school in the evening, I would be with the organization members and send love letters and snacks to the boss's car without looking away. Feng Zaoyao, who repeats that he will never leave anyone behind every day, cannot help but praise himself for being dedicated enough. Until one day when I was trying to stuff something into the boss's car, I realized that I had lost something today. When I was about to leave, I was caught by him. The man's silver hair fell down and he looked at him with lowered eyes. "Where's today's love letter?" Feng Zaoyao:? ? ? Wait, this is not my boss! How could he ask for a love letter! * From the first day when a little mouse stuffed things into his car, Gin had a dream. He dreamed of his future. After waking up, he found that the future he dreamed about in his dream had come true. From then on, he began to let the little mouse stuff things into his car. The desserts were not poisonous after he tried them, and the other things were just letters. ——Until one day, he dreamed that the young man died. In his dream, he watched the young man who had blocked the gun for him fall in front of him, and he sneered in his heart, how stupid he was. From then on, his dreams stayed at this moment, as if the boy's love and life had stopped abruptly. Gin began to pay attention to the boy unintentionally. When he found out, he had fallen into a dangerous whirlpool. Finally, he blocked the boy in front of the car and found that the boy had nothing in his hand. He looked at the panicked look in the other person's eyes and put his hand on the front of the car, trapping him in the gap between the car and his chest. His voice was very soft and filled with emotions that were too rich to be resolved. "Send it to me. Don't you have enough?" "Then I kill them all, is that enough?" Purpose: For love and peace