With the script in hand, I became a heartthrob

Chapter 88

The darkness is like blackened paint, which is poured from the edge and dyes the entire space in pitch black.

In the laboratory where you can't see your fingers, there is only a faint light source.

A man's face is reflected in the light source.

It was a man in black uniform.He stood in front of the transparent table, his brows and eyes were very pale, and his expression was indifferent.The man held a small knife in his hand, and on the table were countless precision instruments that could not be named.

The white fur ball with white hair like snowflakes lay on the table with its eyes closed.

The concept of time is constantly stretched and blurred in this dark laboratory.

It doesn't know when it became conscious.

I only know that when it opened its eyes for the first time, what it saw was the man in front of it.

Are men its creators?

It shrank its neck a little shyly.

"Tsk."

The words that came out of the man's mouth were filled with infinite indifference and sarcasm, "The one made this time is actually such a character? It's really boring."

The furball looked at him blankly.

And as the words fell, it was thrown aside by the man without hesitation.Slowly transition from being bathed in light to darkness.The heavy darkness fell on its white fur, which seemed to swallow the color together.

It straightened its body, confused and restless, looking at the man with its small eyes.That place is the only light in the darkness.

The man picked up the knife and started the next creation.It seems to have completely forgotten the hairball just made in the corner.

It saw that he had created countless "lives" like it.

After those "lives" were created, they were taken away by outsiders.And only it, has been shrinking in a dark corner, never noticed by the man, as if completely ignored.

Furball was dazed and uneasy.

It walked to the man's side countless times, trying to get the creator's attention.But failed again and again.

In this dark laboratory——

Among countless "lives", it is the only defective product.

It was abandoned from the start.

It thinks, is it not good enough?

The furball returned to the corner where it started.

It crouched there, obediently watching the man's movements.

Time has no concept for it.

It's just the passing of energy in its body that gives it a little thought of time.

One day, it suddenly raised its head, feeling its own body that had lost half of its energy, and suddenly an idea popped into its mind.

It seems...it's been a long time.

But the man never looked at it.

Over time, even it itself began to doubt its own existence.

until--

Its eyes reflect a very beautiful "life".It is a "person" like the creator.Even it can feel the pretty beauty of "his/her".

Men seem to take this "life" very seriously.

This forever dark laboratory welcomed several people for the first time on that day.

And for the first time it saw light other than a man.

The light outside the door brightened the darkness in the room, overwhelming the only faint light above the man's head.The light outside the door was bright, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of my eyes, so I couldn't see what was outside.

That is another unknown world.

But it looked at the strong light outside, and for the first time had a strong desire for the outside.

The door was shut quickly.

And it has stretched out its tentacles and touched another world outside.

There is so much information out there that it is simply innumerable.

Countless turbulent information gushes in.

It receives most of the information, but is not interested in any of that information.

There are colorful lights in front of you.

Those chaotic information are like colorful bubbles blown in the sun.

Bubbles dangled around, and one suddenly landed on the white hair for some reason.

It broke with a "bang".

The words of a novel crash into its head like flowing water.

It sees a story.

But it has no interest in other people's love.

"Z-"

"Ziz-"

A faint sound like an electric current came from nowhere.

The darkness in front of him was distorted.

After the shattering shaking, the furball opened its eyes again.

Its small black eyes reflected a small figure.

It was a human child with black hair and black eyes.

It is a real life quite different from it.

His face was pale and his expression was gloomy.Like dusty jewels and jade.

Mao Qiu squatted in the distance, motionless, watching him quietly.

He was walking around with difficulty, when he turned his head, he suddenly saw it.

He was taken aback.Then walked in its direction.

Fuqiu saw him walking slowly.

It felt itself being held in his arms.Those hands, weak but incredibly warm.

After a while, he hugged it tightly, bent over, and buried his head in its hair.

The furball was close to him, but he couldn't see his expression.It just feels a little wet at the tip of the hair.It doesn't know if he is crying.

But when he raised his head, there were no tears in those eyes.

"Master, it's time. It's time to come back." Other voices came from afar.

It saw a robot in a white coat talking.

He let go of the fur ball, stood up and responded, "Okay." After speaking, he walked towards the robot.He walked extremely slowly.

The robot waited patiently for him to approach.

Walking in front of the robot, he said softly, "I just found a small wild animal."

The robot looked around and saw the emptiness around it, its mechanical eyes moved slightly.Its voice is the same as before, "Is there?"

He was slightly stunned, and stretched out his finger in the direction of the fur ball.The action seemed a bit rushed.

"It's there."

The robot shook its head, "I really didn't see it."

The light in his eyes was like a candle blown by the wind, and it was extinguished with a swipe.

It saw him walking in silently.

The furball couldn't hold back and flew in his direction.It fell in front of him, bouncing.

He looks at it.

A faint light flickered in his eyes.

He walked over, stretched out his hand to hug it, and said softly, "So you are not my illusion."

The robot has already walked to the front, seeing that the people next to it have not followed for a long time, it turned around and said, "Master, it's time to go back."

He asked, "What am I doing?"

The robot was obviously startled, it paused, and then said: "I saw the master standing there in a daze."

The light in his eyes was like a struggling flame that suddenly went out after a gust of wind and never lit up again.

He opened the corner of his mouth, his eyes were gloomy, and he was full of self-mockery, "Sure enough, it's still an illusion."

Mao Qiu suddenly said: "No, hallucination."

It wanted to tell him, wanted to tell him who affirmed its existence, that his existence was not an illusion.

However, it yelled countless times, but did not see his reaction.

He couldn't hear it.

Can't see it in action either.

"Z-"

"Ziz-"

It was that voice again, distorted in front of my eyes.

It was still shouting just before it could see nothing.But he still couldn't hear it.

Watching it disappear, the child's expression became even more gloomy.Like a beautiful flower blooming in the dark ground.

The scene in front of him changed, and he returned to the familiar laboratory.It squatted in the corner, and quickly re-stretched its tentacles, and once again entered the world with countless amounts of information.

It turned out the novel and read it carefully and carefully.

The black-haired, dark-eyed child with poor health is called Rao Xi.

He is not the main character.

Fuqiu stared at the protagonist column for a long time.

It slammed into the bubbles that were still floating.

It travels through the pure white world, rampaging.It just wants to re-enter the world of fiction.

This time, it couldn't get in anyway.

Life in the lab went on as usual.

I don't know how long it took, but it finally heard that voice again.

"Z-"

"Ziz-"

It moves more aggressively with the power of that shattered plane than before.

A familiar figure appeared in its eyes again.

It's just that this figure has grown up a lot.

The young man was wearing a white shirt, standing in the distance, his complexion was a sickly porcelain white, and his lips were bright red.Deep depression and disgust surged in those beautiful black eyes.

When he saw it, he walked over, "You appeared again."

He picked it up, his eyes were not warm at all.

"You know? It's really strange. I just yearn for Liang Jingyou, but I don't intend to hurt him."

He continued to talk to himself, with ridicule in his eyes, "I didn't want to kill the prince brother in the game, but there is always an unknown force controlling me to do it. Anyway, no one believes me."

"I thought the Fubai NPC number was an opportunity for me to relax and play." He lowered his eyes, unable to stop his gloominess, "but it turned out to be just a clown."

"No, no, no, I, know."

The hairball kept shaking its head, feeling a little sad in its heart, "I know, you don't want to, I believe you."

But he could never hear it, nor see its movements.

He couldn't hold back and moved closer to it, like the last life-saving straw grasped by a person about to be submerged, eagerly wanting to draw warmth from it.

He said softly: "Fortunately, there is still you." Although you are just a hallucination I imagined, you can't speak or make any movements.But just letting me tell is enough.

……

"You are here today, too."

The young man said: "Today I despicably threatened the Karelu company. I saw the unbelievable eyes of the person in charge. I think he must have regretted letting me play the NPC number."

Fuqiu: "No, yes."

……

"During this period of time, my assassination of the prince's elder brother was found out, and he must have been disappointed in me. But... I don't want to either."

The young man's hand holding it trembled uncontrollably.

It wanted to comfort him, but the sound it made could never reach his ears.

……

"I kidnapped Liang Jingyou the day before yesterday, and he must have been disappointed in me..." The young man paused, his eyes gloomy, "No, he must have never had a good impression of me."

Maoqiu whimpered and shook his head, "No, it's not."

……

This is a very closed room, all corners are tightly blocked, not even a little light can come in.But because it is daytime, it will not be completely dark.

In the faint light, the young man could be seen hiding behind the chair, his body trembling slightly.

The moment he saw it, he suddenly hugged it into his arms, his eyes slowly turned red, "I'm ruined, and everyone knows what I did."

"When Mom and Dad find out, they will definitely be disappointed in me too..." At the end of talking to himself, there was a weak cry in the young man's voice.

"Even the person who loved me in the end will change his attitude towards me..."

As he spoke, he still couldn't help crying.

"I didn't intend to do these things at all, why did you make me suffer such consequences...why did you do this to me?" He cried hoarsely, his face was covered with tears, those beautiful eyes were flooded with tears, and then Not as shiny as before.

Maoqiu was very sad and couldn't help crying anymore.

"The past, the past."

The scene in front of him was shattered, and it was sent back to the original world again.

Before the connected boundary wall was about to be formed, it heard a very light sound.

"I can't seem to hold on anymore..."

In the glowing fragments it saw his pale face.The pure black eyes, like gems that have been broken and spliced ​​back together, are covered by illusory brilliance, and in the blink of an eye, they become ashes.

"Don't! Don't! Xixi!"

It cried out in panic.But he could only watch the fragments slowly disappear into darkness.

Darkness, twilight, a man who never stops moving.

It's back to the familiar lab.

The furball quickly re-entered the pure white world and captured the novel.It stared at the author's signature: Cotton scribbled again today.

Why are there such bad authors!Why did you hurt Xixi like this!

It tenses its body and emotions tightly, like a bow drawn to the extreme.It constantly travels through the pure white world, trying to re-enter the world of novels.

After an unknown amount of time, it finally heard that voice again.

"Z-"

"Ziz-"

It used all its strength to advance along the boundary wall.

"Once upon a time—"

It stopped suddenly while still shouting.

In front of him is a spaceship, which looks very small in the vast starry sky.A young man in prison uniform stood at the door of the spaceship, followed by soldiers with shocked expressions.An overwhelming colorful starry sky spread behind him.

He is laughing.

Snow skin, red lips, black hair.

As beautiful as an unreal pale dream.

"Whoa-"

He jumped off the spaceship.

Falling from the sky like a butterfly with its wings broken.

At such a high place, he jumped off without even thinking about it.

"Xixi—!!"

It flew over quickly, crying and crying.It pushed out its fur vigorously, but it could never touch him.

The boundary wall is stretching.

Two different worlds face each other.

"I didn't expect to see you now."

"Goodbye."

He closed his eyes.

It watched him, slowly sinking to the bottom of the ocean.

It rushed into the sea quickly, but it couldn't stop his body from falling.

"Z-"

"Ziz-"

In the last scene of the Fragment, he closed his eyes and sank down until he could no longer see.

"Yesterday, past, past!"

It was still crying after returning to the lab.Tears flowed in layer after layer like ocean waves, gradually moistening the snow-white hair.

Going to the pure white world, it cried and hit the bubble vigorously.

No one is helping him, every one of you is bullying him.All people are bad, and the world is also bad.

Bad, all bad!

It doesn't want that world!

It cried and stretched out its tentacles, grabbing the laboratory's energy.Crying to fill myself up.

It cried and rushed into the pure white world, constantly hitting the wall.

"crunch-"

"squeak--"

"呲-"

Under its fierce impact, the illusory boundary wall made a strange piercing sound.

With teary eyes, it saw galaxies and universes stretching thousands of miles.Give it a familiar feel.

In that world, the air was filled with a white shimmer.They seem to have substance, but they are ethereal and unrealistic.

The white light jumped straight, like a straight line after another.They're preventing the hairballs from getting in.

It cries louder and bumps harder than before.

"Bad guy, bad guy, don't want you!"

The light collides violently with the hairball.

The white light gradually dimmed due to the huge consumption, and the snow-white hair of the fur ball also lost its luster.The energy in its body is passing away rapidly.

But it still didn't stop its ferocious movements.

Finally, it won.

The white light disappeared without leaving a trace like a closed system.And it lost all power.

It closes its eyes.

The small and snow-white body fell towards the infinite darkness below.

It spoke softly, its voice so weak that it was almost lost in the colorful starry sky.

"I hope……"

Before it entered this world, it made a wish.

"I want everyone to like him."

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to post it yesterday, but felt that it needed to be revised, so I postponed it until today.

Little angels who don’t understand certain terms in this chapter don’t panic, there will be explanations later, okay?

The goal of the scumbag author is to end it well, rush!