Act.01Bitter Sweet SymphonySymphony of sorrow and joy
Preface
Death may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.
[Part 1·Ten Days of Crisis]
When Victor woke up, it was already four hours later.
To be precise, I woke up again after drinking coffee——
——At this moment, she was still using the female character account. The moment she regained consciousness, she saw an unfamiliar ceiling and a little girl who seemed familiar to her.
That was Pu Xi Pei Dinan. When they first met, this girl gave people an inexplicable feeling of kindness and familiarity, which almost made Victor unable to raise any guard.
Her brain was damaged by neurotransmitters, and she was still in a state of confusion. She could vaguely remember some things.
The little girl from Puxi held her chin with her hands, knelt on the floor, leaned against the edge of the bed, and blinked at Ms. Victor, with a cute and headless smile on her face.
For a while, Victor couldn't even notice what happened. She could only cover her forehead and blink hard, but she couldn't say a word for a long time.
She remembers——
——Puxi told her the stories of "Dragon Romance" and "Holy Grail Past".
There is also a manuscript for the latest issue, which is the plot of "Sixteen Pieces of Beheading the Beautiful Wife".
This sister can dictate all the details of the writing and understand most of the story lines.
These things made Victor very happy and almost believed that he had met his soulmate.
But the next second——
——For David Victor, only a second passed.
She came to such a strange living room, as if her brain was broken. She drank an unknown amount of wine, and the headache and dizziness after a hangover, as well as the feeling of nausea and vomiting, invaded her mind all the time.
The aan on the bedside table was playing "Thetie·Last Time" by the Rolling Stones, which was Victor's favorite song. It seemed that this little fan knew her tastes and hobbies well.
It's just that she can't bear it now. The music coming from the aan is destroying her fragile auditory nerve.
Along with the restlessness of the instrument, she felt her heartbeat speeding up, her chest felt heavy, and it was difficult to breathe.
She couldn't help but raise her hand to press the stop button of aan. But when she stretched out her hand halfway, it froze halfway.
"This is not my aan nor my pyroxene"
Puxi immediately said excitedly, "Yes! Victor! This is my thing!"
Despite this, Victor frowned and still wanted to shut down the noise-making machine.
Immediately afterwards, her arm was grabbed tightly by the Puxi girl.
Puxi smiled and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Victor "I feel so bad I want to turn it off I guess"
"No! Victor! No!" Pu Xi took the great writer's hand and stuffed it back into the quilt, "No, this is what I prepared for you, how can you refuse my kindness?
?”
Victor glanced at Puxi——
——She was shocked by the strength of the other party. The astonishing strange power that erupted when clamping the arm was definitely not something that normal humans could possess.
No doubt about it! Puxi is a blood giving unit! She could almost crush my arm bones!
Pu Xi's face darkened and he began to murmur resentfully again.
"Victor, don't you like it? It turns out that all these things I did were in vain? Are they all my wishful thinking?"
"No, it's not me." Teacher Victor began to panic. She instinctively wanted to call [Hell Highway], wanted to use the super power of the soul to control this girl, and wanted to find out what happened.
But at the moment when she was driving the power of the soul in her heart, she was surprised to find that the spirit body seemed to be out of control and could no longer burst out the power of the soul!
"What's going on?! Puxi Pei Dinan! What did you do to me!?"
Teacher Victor grabbed his messy hair and suddenly noticed his pale face in the mirror in his room——
——That is a woman who has not had a good rest for a long time and is almost exhausted. Her face is gloomy and her skin is dry, as if her mental energy has been drained!
The Puxi girl slowly stood up and looked at David Victor condescendingly.
"Have you heard the story of "Ten Days of Danger"? Teacher Victor?"
At this moment, David Victor was greatly shaken.
"Ten Days in Danger", written by Stephen King, tells the story of a writer who suffered a car accident and was rescued by a reader by chance. However, because the ending of the work did not meet the reader's wishes, he was imprisoned and tortured by the reader, who forced him to rewrite the ending.
story.
Puxi Pei Dinan is preparing to become a copycat, and she has used h16t to subdue Victor.
"You no longer have the strength to fight back - Victor, the famous king explorer, is also going to become my toy! Now, I want you to rewrite the ending of "Sixteen Pieces of My Lovely Wife"!"
This story has reached its final stage. Victor originally planned to finish writing it and immediately start another "living" journey.
After all, people cannot live as outlaws all the time, and the female corpse in the story cannot stay with the readers for that long.
This is originally a short story, similar to the ending of a story about humans and ghosts taking different paths to make their love unresolved.
The Puxi girl grabbed a stack of thick manuscripts and gently slapped Victor on the face.
"Look at what you wrote? Why can't she have a happy ending?! Why? Teacher Victor? Why can Margaret only split into four and five and turn into a handful of ashes? Why my dear Margaret
Only deserves to die in an exorcism ritual!"
Margaret is the absolute heroine of this story when Meteor first meets her.
At this moment, Teacher Victor is preparing to end with tragedy, let these scattered corpses return to dust, and everything will return to normal.
But when Puxi Pei Dinan learned about this, he almost went crazy.
The number of candies she ate in the story equaled the number of knives she received.
The serialization is still progressing. The hero is in love with Margaret's mutilated body, but in the blink of an eye, the manuscript she got will make us separated forever, and we will never see each other again!
This is definitely not something she can accept! She will never forgive!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "No!" Victor burst out with astonishing momentum. Almost at that moment, a red-skinned kid was about to come out of his body. "No! Absolutely not possible.
!”
Powerful spiritual energy fluctuations stirred up turbulence, and when the bright red claws stretched out from the physical body, they were suddenly grabbed back by the physical body as if they were ordered by God.
Victor's face was covered with cold sweat, and he finally understood that Hunwei could not help him for the time being.
"Puxi! I will not rewrite this ending! This is a necessary ritual!"
Puxi scolded, "Fart! You selfish guy! You will only bully this poor woman! She has nothing left! Walker obviously loves her so much! They can obviously be together! But you are so cruel to separate them! No!"
I don’t listen! I don’t listen!”
Sam Walker - This is the male protagonist of "Sixteen Pieces of My Wife".
The progress of the story described in the manuscript is coming to an end. I am afraid that after a few more pages and only two storyboards are needed, the dust will settle and the coffin will be buried.
The sufferings and joys that Mr. Walker and Margaret encountered along the way were all composed of sixteen different body parts. They were mailed to different people by an extremely evil criminal, trying to blame these people for the murder.
Margaret's relatives and friends.
Mr. Walker ran around day and night, not afraid of death. Even if his lover had turned into a terrifying severed hand, he wanted her to be avenged and tell the truth to the world.
What Puxi cares about most is this ending.
"Even some kind of resurrection ceremony? Let's tell the story of Jesus' apparition! Let's get them back together! Victor Victor!"
"There's no need to talk about this matter!" Ms. Victor's eyes were hot, as if she had turned into the aggressive Mr. David again. "Puxi Pedinan, if I don't write this, will you give up?"
She struggled on the bed, trying to regain control of her body.
"Wouldn't it be better if Margaret survived, or if I had an open ending and let my readers guess and write the story themselves?"
"No! This is wrong!"
"Those who die should die! No matter what she does, Margaret will never survive!"
"This is my punishment for myself! When I wrote this story from the beginning, I was not fully prepared. I couldn't even write about a living woman. Then she must die at the end of the story - there is no death.
Life is incomplete, only death can make Margaret complete!"
“Some people’s death is lighter than a feather, and some people’s death is heavier than a mountain of stone. Just like you now, after learning about Margaret’s death, she is almost like an immortal firework that will stay in your heart forever!
"
"If she and Sam Walker survive and live happily, I'm afraid you won't remember her at all! I'm afraid you will start cursing me the next day - cursing me for writing such a flippant ending and having to
Forcibly writing a story about family reunion."
Puxi Pedinan was speechless by Victor's argument. Her face was livid, and she saw Ms. Victor shaking her body and wanting to get out of bed at any time, which made her scream.
"Don't move!"
[part2·Give up this intention]
David Victor glanced at his unruly legs and finally understood how hateful the little devil in front of him was.
Her legs are broken——
——Specifically, it was broken by a blunt instrument, and the masonry hammer was still standing beside the door.
The knees of both legs were shattered and I couldn't walk at all.
This woman was so cruel that even when she was mutilating other people's bodies, she could still welcome the victim out of bed with a smile.
Victor subconsciously went to look for Mrs. Bai's products to heal his wounds, but Puxi immediately picked up the doctor's bag, grinning with ambiguous eyes and said, "I have the final say now, sister Victor - if you don't allow me to rewrite this ending, I will call someone else."
To take care of you."
She showed off her power to the trophy, flexed her muscles, turned on her cell phone, and introduced Ms. David to the war gang thugs who were guarding the home.
"Look at these strong young men, there are a few African-American brothers who are going to surprise you!"
The more Puxi talked, the more excited he became, and the more he talked, the happier he became.
"Your life is in my hands. If they get you pregnant, I will use drugs to control you, make your life worse than death, give birth to a litter of babies, and let them continue to work for me. You don't want to change
If you become a farrowing machine, just do as I say!"
There was a hint of fear in Victor's eyes——
——It was a hell that was more terrifying than death, and it was top-notch material that she could not experience at all as a male character account.
“There is such a good thing”
Puxi didn't speak for a whole thirty seconds——
——She was so shocked by the King Explorer’s brain circuit that she couldn’t say a word.
After Ms. David considered the sanitary conditions of the place, she finally changed her tune.
She felt it was inappropriate. The mortality rate during childbirth was very high. If she could experience the feeling of being a mother, she should be able to write more powerful articles. It would be a more vivid, lively and vital role of a mother. But this kind of
Art is probably too early for her.
"No, I'm joking."
"Hahahahahahaha" Pu Xi felt short of breath all of a sudden, and couldn't even believe Ms. David's crazy words "So"
"I agree to your request and rewrite Margaret's ending." Ms. Victor regained her composure. She glanced indoors and saw the familiar scenery outside the window, confirming that this was a workers' dormitory building. "But I can't think of a solution."
No way, I don’t know how to deal with this last episode.”
"That's your problem!" Puxi shouted loudly, "Don't throw the problem to your readers! Teacher Victor! But if you are willing to write, I believe you can do it."
"I want a pen." Victor wanted to borrow a sharp instrument as a tool. She had traveled to the East in her early years and knew how to use acupuncture and physical therapy to stimulate nerves. Perhaps the writing tools that had been with her throughout her life could save her life.
If I could summon my soul power, let [Hell Highway] punch this crazy woman twice, and write something on her body, I could turn defeat into victory!
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Impossible." Puxi brought ink and quill, "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking, my dear teacher Victor. You have a lot of work on your hands.
Really, do you need to use heavy penmanship to save yourself? I will only give you a light feather pen, and the ink is rationed every day. Your writing speed is about 18,000 words a day. I understand it very well.
you."
With that said, Puxi moved a heavy bed-side desk, similar to the ward care eating table in a hospital, leaving all the paper, pen and ink behind.
"Don't use any crooked ideas."
Puxi emphasized, taking out a tape from her aan——
"——I have used the soul power attack on you. Your vision, hearing, smell, taste and touch will all be disturbed, and they have all been re-recorded!"
After saying this, Puxi walked to the sofa and continued to sleep.
After a long, long time, Victor held the quill but could not find any creative inspiration.
She didn't understand what was special about the enemy's soul power. She didn't know what [re-recording] meant either.
She immediately grabbed a piece of writing paper, quickly wrote "Help" in Chinese and English, and threw it toward the window!
When the paper hit the empty window, it seemed like it hit a solid wall! The paper ball bounced back!
When it rolled down to the floor, Victor was surprised to find that the paper seemed to have come to life, slowly slipping into Puxi's palm along with the distorted light.
The Puxi girl yawned, as if she had just woken up from a dream, crumpled the paper and showed the writing on it to Ms. Victor.
[I love Puxi Pei Dinan, I want to write a bed story for her all my life, just for her alone.]
"Hey hey hey David Victor!"
Puxi held Victor's face and kissed him hard.
"Your mouth is so sweet!~"
What followed was a face change at the speed of light, from excitement and joy to viciousness.
She turned over the other side and displayed the word [HELP].