Virtual Sun Rat

[Non-traditional suspense｜Gray line of grass and snakes｜It's terrifying to think about it] Seven years ago, my best friend committed suicide in silence, leaving behind an unfinished manuscript. The name of the manuscript is "The Novelist". Lu Wusi is a novelist. He writes about detectives, about readers, and about a small town where it always rains. Until one night, the detective in the small town called: "Someone died here. There was a page of the novel in the deceased's pocket, which was copied by hand." "The content is the chapter you are going to publish tomorrow." From that day on, every word he wrote began to come true in reality. The silence of seven years since his death also began to appear in his manuscripts. Lu Wusi gradually understood: when a person completely believes in a story, the story will grow into a world. He just wants to know one thing now - how can a person who writes a book confirm that he is not a character in someone else's book? Don't rush to the last page. That might have your name on it. ——Just kidding. Maybe.