[The article is very short, only tens of thousands of words. Because it is a sudden inspiration, if there is any discrepancy with the original setting, please treat it as private]
As a fan of be aesthetics, He Jichu's favorite thing is to collect various behaviors of his idols.
——Then write him to death in the article.
Either she wrote that he died while escaping from the pursuit of the Sheriff's Department; or she wrote that he fell into a hole and was no longer traceable; even the most normal death of old age can be written by her in a tragic and tragic way.
Readers who liked Hugo cried bitterly in her comment area, but this only made He Jichu even more excited.
Until one day, the real owner appeared in front of her.
The tall man showed a kind smile, but to He Jichu it looked like the sickle of death falling slowly.
"Sister He, Ji, Chu, Xiao, are you the one writing about my hundred ways to die?"
He Jichu's eyes darkened, feeling that he could not see his future.
It's over!
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Hugo feels that something is not right with Vivian recently.
She always stared at him with a very complicated look, and sometimes she would even cry for no reason.
Hugo, who thought something was about to happen to him, made insinuations for a long time and followed Vivian before he knew the reason for her abnormality.
——Vivian got to know one of his fans and read many fanfics written by him that didn't end well.
Unable to restrain his curiosity, Hugo found the other party's fanfic, but gradually became curious about the author behind it because of the text.
So, he appeared in front of her.
After a long time, they leaned on the rooftop together, wearing rings with the same pattern, and chatted in the evening breeze.
"Will you write me to death again in the future?"
"... No way, after all, the final ending of the story already exists."
Purpose: Help each other