ps: I left in such a hurry that I didn’t see the word count reminder...it’s heavy again, okay, I’ll come back later to make up for the free 4k, I’m really sorry...
It was as if something decisive had been changed in an instant.
However, those who enjoy the results have no idea how to do it, they just enjoy it.
My mother died in an accident before she went to college.
My mind is confused, but not without a clue.
Crazy?
Isn’t it the same as Jasmine?
Was it swallowed up, or did it not exist at all?
Standing in front of the tombstone, the tombstone is still there. Her portrait is carried on the gray stone.
Su Yao doesn't like to beg his deceased relatives to bless him.
If you can, get used to casually saying interesting things, and add at the end, "Please don't look at me, reincarnate as soon as possible, and may the new life be better than the old one." Who needs to take care of their descendants after death? There is no such obligation.
But I don’t know now.
Su Yao was tired of running around, looking for any possible clues.
I don't know if she is happy or something else.
【Let me speculate.】
I have obviously written heart-warming things seriously before, but saying it is like chewing wax.
After she was discharged from the hospital, Su Yao took her to re-select the ring as promised.
But I found it.
When I was tired, I stayed and curled up next to Su Yao. I was also crying in my dream.
Xia Xianyue went home today and is not here.
Physically, there is no petite body crawling up and making a waxy sound.
Maybe I applied eye cream, but the dark circles are still obvious.
"The doctor said that Ah Yao is fine, he just suddenly suffered from low blood sugar."
"Would you like some fruit?"
It's raining.
Because she is not alone in this world, there is Xia Xianyue, she also remembers everything she has experienced with herself. She can be the only existence to support herself.
Xia Xianyue's true feelings for Xia Liang were indeed hatred in the early years. But now, it is natural for her to stare at the portrait in a daze. Just sitting there, she would suddenly burst into tears. Silent sobbing.
"?"
The wedding date has also been agreed upon.
[Actually, in my opinion, the ending here is not too hasty. At least you have explained everything clearly, and readers can rely on their own imagination to complete the logical self-consistency if they are unclear.]
"Ah Yao?!"
Su Yao didn't say anything, but pulled her over and held her in his arms.
Accidents are always called accidents because they happen so unexpectedly.
[How do you think it can be developed to be more interesting?]
This time it was definitely a dream.
"Ah Yao."
The most important thing is that the names of people have been erased. There are only events, and even one of the names in the recorded events cannot be found.
"massage?!"
"Didn't you sleep well?"
[Of course, this is just based on an interesting direction. Normally, this would definitely not pass the trial. 】
What does it mean?
warmth.
Looking in the mirror, I found that my beard had grown back a lot, so I shaved it off.
"I, I can still remember a little bit based on the notes."
"Ah, this, this is..."
What about yourself?
If there is no love game, then I should not exist.
"Remember, remember."
Because there are indeed clues, but all the clues indicate that they have all disappeared.
He didn't even care about the washed apples falling to the ground. He just greedily absorbed the warmth.
【Me?】
[I think readers may not understand it. 】
Even if you go to a spa, women are not allowed to go.
The editor will reply after reading the new follow-up.
"Yeah?"
I couldn't reply to the editor that day, but I can reply now.
I don’t want to write documents anymore.
The words on the small notebook have also disappeared, and only a few words can be seen, and only a general meaning can be seen.
The truth she wants to hear is like forcing her to tell the answer that suits her heart.
I can't hold it any longer.
Cell phone, note, notebook.
[I used to think that it would be better if you wrote a grandmother's refutation, or a more bizarre version of giving birth to oneself. For example, if the protagonist's father is a scumbag, then the protagonist could simply go back to the past and create himself.
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She washed the fruit and brought it in.
[Because of the information gap, she will never be able to defeat her future self. The only way is to make her past self disappear relative to her future self. Then, of course, her future self will disappear. 】
It was clear that he had just pieced together what he wrote here and there, but he actually said it was pretty good.
【Based on you, it’s actually quite interesting.】
[They disappeared because one of your heroines went to meet her future self.]
Also three years ago, I did have a car accident at an intersection in the rain.
Neat summary and detailed records.
"I don't know what it is."
"Well, my neck feels a little uncomfortable... I just had a little bit of insomnia."
First I went to the funeral of the person who was supposed to witness the wedding.
In other words, they all followed the original path. What does it have to do with me?
In other words, after losing the love game, as an ordinary human being, how can we go back to the past?
I originally wanted to go for a massage, but it turned out that the staff there were all men and they didn't want to go.
"In this position, isn't this... okay?"
When I woke up in the morning, my pupils were bloodshot. The dark circles under my eyes were extremely heavy.
If a person has a soul, then has she moved to a new place now, or has she no longer existed at all?
[I'm sorry, I don't plan to continue writing. Thank you for always taking care of me.]
Somehow, I asked this question.
I didn't notice it just now, but now I feel an unspeakable loneliness.
Toru Yamamoto had another major negligence at work and was assigned to direct traffic. There was no basement to store clues.
[I am not a gifted author, nor am I writing stories.]
Su Yao didn't remind her, she just took out the recorded things from her skirt pocket and pressed the delete button. Well, everything was clean. There was nothing. She wouldn't want to add notes tomorrow.
She smiled narrowly.
“···”
When did you first notice there was a problem?
In the past, Xia Xianyue would occasionally lie and say that she had to go home for something, and she didn't think it was inappropriate.
Also, is it a good ending?
In the past two months, she has been supporting and helping him to investigate clues.
In other words, if you don’t want to enjoy the results smoothly, what can you do?
Very scared, very uneasy, very sad fake smile.
But after being supported by her, I probably didn’t know anything after that.
"Now, I can't remember. Can you only rely on these things to communicate with me normally?"
In her dream, Su Yao lost an umbrella. She looked everywhere but couldn't find it anywhere.
There are no traces of life in the drainage channels.
Couldn't stand firm.
Couldn't sleep well.
Even at night, there are no shadows, and everything is brightly illuminated by street lights. The child who held the dying mouse and exchanged cans with him can no longer be found.
"Don't lie."
Just like that, tomorrow I will be like Xia Xianyue who can't find the notes, and throw those things into the dark corner of my heart. That's okay.
She is looking at something.
Su Yao asked.
Xia Xianyue should have brought that umbrella over later.
Her illness was not an accident, but an occupational disease. It was caused by her bad living habits and tremendous stress in her early years. She had long developed a habit of drinking coffee with a lot of candy bars to relieve stress when she was stressed. She ate too many sweets,
There are also all kinds of pressures, and it is normal to have any kind of illness.
The head of the house Lin Jie left behind was not named Yi, but a family of three.
I don't know what she is thinking, you can't see her expression in this posture.
There is one final doubt.
Qiao Qing committed suicide by jumping off the rails three years ago.
[This way everything will be logically consistent.]
The umbrella is right there and has never been lost.
That must be a very sad question, even I realized that I shouldn't ask in such a tone.
She's so gentle that it's hard to think of quarreling with her.
"It's not a dream, I remember it too."
"After you are discharged from the hospital, let's get married. Not later, but get ready right away."
"Just say so."
Xia Liang is really dead.
Occasionally, when I am worried, I will come close and hug myself.
There was pattering outside the window.
[As an editor...ah, the interesting setting has been missed.]
Recalling the speculation mentioned by the editor just now, it was a possibility that Su Yao had thought of himself. So, if this is really the case, can he continue to live smoothly like this?
She would leave often...very frequently on the pretext of peeing or wanting to buy something.
I couldn't sleep, so I opened a text document and tried to edit the follow-up of the story.
So naturally Xia Liangzhen will die sooner or later in the next few years.
"It is indeed very hard to be alone, but I am a lucky guy and have never really been alone."
Out of curiosity, I discovered it.
It doesn't matter what the story is.
“···”
Xia Liangzhen's will has been drawn up long ago.
silence.
"Serious, massage or spa or something like that."
“···”
Anyway, he suddenly shook his shoulders, responded to himself with a little force, and cried.
Okay, end.
Xia Xianyue had already made one before she went to college. However, she made a new one after knowing that Xia Xianyue and Su Yao had achieved perfection.
Is this what is called a good ending?
Only now, no one has forgotten that she should read her notes today.
[Such a smooth and happy life with one of the heroines in the novel, and then giving birth to a child is a good ending. 】
Um.
On the contrary, I gained quite a lot. Anyway, there is nothing wrong with finding clues about You Ye.
If you ask this, you will definitely see it.
You can’t say it’s an accident, right?
If everything goes according to what the editor said during the chat with himself, You Ye went back to the past, the original source, and eliminated everything.
But everything else was lost.
The result is nothing.
“···”
But now that we have been together all the time, we have discovered it naturally.
After a while, she said with a tearful tone, "I don't even remember it."
There is no information on the phone either.
"It doesn't matter if you can't remember it."
It's more like they are deliberately pushing optimistic topics.
In total, Su Yao's property and business accounted for at least two-fifths, and were worth more than 200 million.
[It doesn’t matter, you can polish it later anyway. What I’m interested in now is, how do you plan to develop in the future? 】
Only Xia Xianyue is left, and she will affirm what she knows.
The wedding didn't happen.
"Do you know her name?"
Is it possible that I have to tell myself now that it was all a dream?
What a joke.
"Isn't that a double standard? I don't want you to have a massage, but I'll go here again."
Had another dream.
【Are you following the stream of consciousness? 】
"But I think if it's really what I recorded in my notes, at least..."
Xia Xianyue is also there and has not been lost.
Su Yao even found the driver who had the misfortune to hit him.
She lowered her head and was speechless.
"No! There are only names...others, the school girls and others, I still..."
That was the place where I first met Youye.
Using your limited thinking ability to think about impossible things over and over again is ultimately of no use until you feel tired after realizing that there is really nothing you can do.
There is no trace of You Ye's existence. There is no doctor named Lin Jie in Dongshi No. 1 Hospital.
"marry?"
"I've asked for a proposal, but I haven't given you a ring here. I will ask again. Just don't refuse me."
[The hidden thread you created and the complete life experience of the protagonist are also revealed. Ten years ago, before going to college, after going to college, and after working, he committed suicide but did not die.]
But he was saved from dying and survived.
I really don’t know what to do. I just feel that this period of time is too decadent and too wanton.
In fact, Su Yao occasionally heard Lin Xiaowan say that Xia Xianyue was quite rude to other people. She had completely changed since junior high school.
“···”
But back to reality, I easily found an umbrella beside the hospital bed.
Jasmine's home is indeed there, but it was just three years ago. The house had been sold before Jasmine died of illness. Her parents never came back after losing her.
At the beginning, this was a semi-abandoned land, but now it has been re-planned and is expected to be developed into an attraction connected to the park along the river.
Because I was hit on a zebra crossing, I lost a lot of money. When I checked my bank card, I could find hundreds of thousands of compensation I received three years ago.
The atmosphere can hardly be classified as lively.
Heard it.
The more I look into it, the more subtle it becomes.
"If Ah Yao can't hold on, just rely on me more."
What exactly is it?
Facing those moist and slightly aggrieved pupils, a strong feeling of dizziness came over me.
"I also want to support Ah Yao in my own way."
"You often avoid staying with me because you will forget?"
“···”
That's why I tried to pick up my mood and asked her to go out for a walk. Just look around and take a walk.
“···”
"I told you, don't lie!"
Of course it's not without gain.
Many people came, and many of them were well-known people in society.
When she saw Xia Xianyue, she was no better.
“···”
——
It is densely recorded with memories belonging to her. Memories that should disappear as the past is changed.
“···”
···
Couldn't reply.
The moon's shadow silently erodes everything indoors, including people.
This guy is really weird.
Su Yao closed the small notebook and gave it back to her.
【I have always...recorded my life faithfully, and only by recording my true life can I be recognized by you.】
"Ah Yao is somewhat obsessive-compulsive."
"It will be very hard for a person..."
But always maintain the original attitude toward yourself.
Close the notebook and lie on the bed.
"you."
[But the information you showed is too little. At least, should someone be in a good position to return to the present from the future, find her, and make sure she can only do this? And provide a method. 】
[There is a lot of foreshadowing, but the result ends abruptly. There is no need to think about anything anymore, anyway, what is in front of the protagonist is a peaceful life. 】
Su Yao really didn't know how much money Xia Liang really had. It was only now that he was holding various contracts and listening to the lawyers explaining all the complicated details and terms that he had a clear feeling for the first time.
Can't explain it.
But the bad news was so sudden.
Time will not stand still because the parties concerned cannot figure it out.
It will still circulate.
[Of course, she is set to be a smarter type, so she will go back to the source and directly prevent her from being born. 】
So I was reduced to only myself.
"It's okay to go..."
Many times, Su Yao would choose a fixed point to go to the hillside.
The words recorded on the mobile phone were supposed to be detailed, but now most of the words were garbled and strange characters.
Still able to hold on.
"It's just right. Why don't I invite you for a massage?"
Why did you push her into an unavoidable corner like this and look straight into her eyes?
"Buzz."
It was obviously after four o'clock in the morning.
Just like the first submission, the editor responded immediately.
【I knew from the beginning that what you contributed was your life.】