After being read by the tyrant, the character of the little cannon fodder completely collapsed

Chen Qianzhe had been sitting there silently, listening to what Li Dao and Luoxiancao said, as if it had nothing to do with him.

It really has nothing to do with him.

He is just a character in the whole thing.

A soulless character.

A paper man whose fate was destined from the moment he appeared.

He looked at the postcard in Ling Xi's hand and suppressed the pain in his heart: "Xi'er, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I didn't believe it until they showed me that... postcard. , it turns out that the two of us are really different."

He smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "What do you think we are fighting for here? Fighting for power, fighting for the throne, fighting for the world, fighting for the world... But what is the final result? It's just a few words written by others."

A few words may be their whole life.

Just like Ling Xi said, thirty thousand words!

In the world before his rebirth, his entire life only consisted of [-] words.

"So?" Ling Xi looked at him, her eyes darkened, blazing: "Don't you want to fight?"

"... fight?"

"Fight with fate, fight with the author!"

"..."

"Even if you are just a paper person, you still have to fight against the author! Now that you have awakened your soul and gained self-awareness, you are no longer a dispensable character, so you have to live for yourself, Chen Qianzhe , only by fighting can you survive!"

"What happens after the fight?" Chen Qianzhe suddenly laughed: "Will I still have you?"

"..." Ling Xi suddenly didn't know what to say.

Yes!

Even after Chen Qianzhe fights, will she still be there? !

If she wants to be with Chen Qianzhe, she must stay in the world in this book.

And the reality is...

She looked at Li Dao and Luoxiancao.

Like them, she also wants to return to the real world. No one wants to be a paper person, because they were once living flesh and blood people.

She has her own life, her own ideals, her own relatives, her own life, and is not simply limited to this book.

Ling Xi's hesitation made Chen Qianzhe understand: "You should have many books in your life, not just me."

He smiled and held the postcard in his hand: "Then let it accompany me!"

"What?" Ling Xi realized something was wrong.

Chen Qianzhe's eyes and expression were very wrong.

It was like he was saying his final farewell.

Farewell to her.

"No, Chen Qianzhe, I didn't mean that, I..."

"Okay, I've said all that needs to be said, let's try this first," Luoxiancao suddenly interrupted Ling Xi's words, walked over and handed her the compass: "Let's see if there is anything wrong with this time. ?”

"Time?" Ling Xi took the compass and stared at the words on it: "2044.01.01... What is this time?"

"It was the day we had a car accident," Li Dao came over and held the compass: "It was the early morning of the day we died in the real world."

"As long as we return to this point in time, we will never meet again, there will be no more car accidents, and there will be no such things as the following..."

The sound of Fallen Immortal Grass became vague and floated into Ling Xi's ears.

"Do you still remember the details of the car accident? You were holding a book in your hand when the car accident happened. Do you still remember the name of that book?"

"Book?" Ling Xi was confused: "What book?"

Her memory began to clear.

Yes.

When there was a car accident, there was a book on the passenger seat of the car.

The name of that book is - "The Prince Regent Cries in the Arms of Bai Yueguang"! !