I'm doing crazy things in Beng3

Fu Hua brought the unconscious Lin Wei to the hotel and randomly found a relatively clean room to accommodate him. She first opened the doors and windows, then stood in the center of the room and calmly threw a punch. The wind from her fist whistled up, and instantly all the dust was blown out of the room and out of the window. The room suddenly became spotless, and then she quickly closed the doors and windows.

Hardcore cleaning.

She turned the entire mattress over and pushed the dusty front side underneath, and did the same with the pillow; the quilt was fine, as the actual bed area was clean. Fu Hua gave it a quick clean and helped Lin Wei onto the bed.

Anyway, it's just for temporary use, so it's fine as long as it works.

In fact, if it were just me, things would probably be even more rudimentary, and I wouldn't even consider issues like comfort and hygiene.

The whole process may sound long, but it was actually very quick. When Lin Wei was unconscious, Fu Hua held a knife in one hand and lifted Lin Wei up by the waist with the other. A girl of 165cm height lifted a boy of 181cm height with one hand. This scene looked weird, but it was indeed very normal in this world.

Then he glanced around and saw a hotel that was quite conspicuous. He tiptoed to the location quickly, went upstairs, kicked open a door, temporarily placed Lin Wei outside the door, walked in, opened the window, and with a punch, brought the person into the room, closed the doors and windows, spread out the bedding, and stuffed the person into the bed.

It was done in one go, flowing smoothly and elegantly.

All I can say is, you are an immortal after all.

Fu Hua walked to the windowsill and stared at the ruins in a daze, her mind wandering.

To be honest, although Lin Wei's self-assertion made her angry, she didn't hate it.

Fu Hua, who was watching the entire live broadcast, saw that Lin Wei handed over the feathers that protected him to another person without hesitation, and her rating of him rose again in her heart.

That's why she felt so angry.

Is that your feather? You gave it to me. Did you ask me?

You are very good at offering flowers to Buddha!

Fu Hua was very upset. She found that she couldn't bear to see Lin Wei die like this.

But now she can't do anything, and she can't do anything.

The only thing we can do is to wait for the final result.

Fu Hua hated the feeling of leaving everything to fate and the feeling of being powerless.

She is always proactive and always thinks of solutions when faced with difficulties. She always finds solutions and always fights to the end. Therefore, Fu Hua has always been the most reliable comrade-in-arms.

But now, she had to leave it to fate.

She could think of a way to save Lin Wei, but her broken consciousness and bruised body could only burn in another place and could not be thrown away here easily.

Lin Wei also understood this. His final move of handing over the knife was actually to draw a line between himself and others.

You have done enough for me. Now all you have to do is wait for me to come back or bury me.

There is no need for you to do unnecessary things.

Of course Fu Hua understood this subtext, she didn't realize it at the time, but now she feels like she has been cheated again.

"Oh, you are a good person!"

Fu Hua turned her head and glanced at the sleeping Lin Wei. She felt more and more annoyed. She threw all the blame for her lingering concern and the guilt of standing by and watching on onto his head.

If someone else had fallen into this situation, Fu Hua would not have felt anything extra. She had long been accustomed to life and death, and would no longer be moved by the passing of an individual life.

But Lin Wei is different. After spending less than a day together, we are already friends, right?

Fu Hua’s definition of friends is very simple - if you can open up to each other part of your heart, you can be called a friend.

Fu Hua felt that Lin Wei could barely be counted as one.

Apart from these, Fu Hua has no one else who can be called a "friend".

Fu Hua sometimes wonders if her expectations of her friends are too high.

She had forgotten what it felt like to have an open conversation with someone.

Fu Hua has long been accustomed to the feeling of loneliness, but she still longs for someone to accompany her.

Therefore, from a personal perspective, she really didn't want to lose this rare friend.

But personal feelings are personal feelings, and mission is mission. In the end, I still carry a burden that I cannot put down.

As for the "future" that she had just seen from Lin Wei's memory, she didn't care. That was the story of another "Fu Hua", not her story.

Even if that might be my future, it is not the case now, at least.

The future should be decided by the future...

Fu Hua sighed and said, that’s all.

Maybe this is part of the mission.

Fu Hua cut off all distracting thoughts and said nothing more, but she stroked the magic sword more and more frequently.

After a while, even though Fu Hua was feeling a little tormented, she felt that this period of time was not long.

Lin Wei's aura changed.

She felt something was wrong and it shouldn't be so fast. But she still walked quickly to Lin Wei and showed concern for his condition.

Lin Wei slowly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked at Fu Hua steadily, his eyes sincere and full of affection, "I succeeded, Fu Hua."

But Fu Hua's reaction was different. She suddenly tightened her hand on the knife handle, stared at Lin Wei for a few seconds, then shook her head and spoke calmly,

"You are not him."

"…If it was him, he would at least say thank you."

There was an unconcealable regret mixed in with the calm tone.

Calvin!

Complaints...

I should have known not to do that emotional chapter before.

When I was coding, I was quite excited, thinking of making it similar to the animated short film imitating mhy...

Bah, don’t you see your own weight? Do you deserve it?

So, the pictures I imagine in my mind feel quite exciting, but when I put them into words it is completely different.

As the author, of course I can't see the emotions that are completely adapted.

It is understandable that readers feel "watery" when reading it.

Although I felt a little wronged, it was the first time in my life that someone said water.

But I have no reason to complain. I can only blame myself for getting so high from writing that I lost track of reality.

That’s all…

But I had so much fun and enjoyed the emotional flow before, but now I have to go back on my feet and I feel numb all of a sudden.

If that's all, then that's fine...

Why did I start the Fu Hua line again in the previous chapter?

Well, the content of this chapter is necessary to enrich Fu Hua's image in the book. Because Fu Hua has gone through the confrontation, compromise, companionship and adjustment with the protagonist, the relationship should have entered the "identification" stage, and Lin Wei has always been the main perspective, so Fu Hua's image seems thin.

So I suddenly had an idea and wrote a personal chapter.

If that were all, that would be fine...

Then, after I had rendered the emotions just right, my brain suddenly quit and I made the protagonist open his eyes...

Then, naturally, and clearly, as you can see...

For the following plot, I will use two parallel narrative lines...

o (╥﹏╥) o

In addition, I had to pull the protagonist back because I had dug an emotional pit for myself when I was so high on writing before.

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This is a scam!

Do you think it's crazy for me, a new writer, to give myself such a difficult challenge right from the start?

How many lines have you typed in total?

You don't have any idea, right?

Ah? ? ?

Am I sick???

ah? ? ? ?

Tell me, are you sick? ! ! ! ! !

Ah~~~~ I feel much better after cursing...

Tsk, why do I feel so cheap?

never mind. . .

I have complained enough. Time to get back to writing.

As you can see, I'm stuck.

Before, when I was stuck in writing, I was scratching my head while sorting out the outline. I thought that after sorting out the outline, writing the main text would be smooth.

But, hey…

I have lost confidence in myself.

Anyway, I'll try to write tonight.

You have to bury yourself back in the hole you dug yourself, even if it means crying.

If everything goes well, it can be sent out normally tomorrow morning;

If I really can't bear it, I will go to sleep first and continue writing in the morning. Anyway, there will definitely be updates, but I can't guarantee the exact time!

It’s confirmed that this is a rookie author.

So if you don’t see any updates when you wake up in the morning, just go have breakfast and do something else, or read other people’s novels.

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Chapter 22: Please Enlighten Me

Am I too inflated?

"Maybe, it's because I'm unwilling to accept it."

Looking at the endless darkness before him, stroking the faint and bright golden light in his hand, Lin Wei listened to the voice in his heart.

There is too much sadness, too much helplessness, and too much helplessness in this world.

But Lin Wei still felt that some things should have been more perfect.

Look, that silly girl who has worked hard for five hundred years and refused to give up, doesn’t she deserve a better future?

Therefore, Lin Wei cruelly shattered her last beautiful dream.

Lin Wei gave her his last amulet so that she would not fall into the nightmare created by others.

When this dream ends, you will be able to touch the future with your own hands.

You see, fifty thousand years ago, after being deceived, betrayed, and abandoned, she was filled with sadness and anger, but at the last moment she still obediently locked herself in that little black box for a full fifty thousand years.

Doesn't she deserve a good home?

The paradise of the afterlife was clearly there, and her sister was there!

Although they are separated by 50,000 years, they are very close. All it takes is someone to help bring this homeless girl back to her real home.

She had just been lonely for too long and was driven crazy by the fifty thousand years of darkness.

So, Lin Wei took the initiative to walk into the darkness, trying to awaken her light.

"I am so greedy..."

Lin Wei laughed at himself, saying that he was as weak as an ant and couldn't even save himself, but he still wanted to save others.

You know you are just a mean person who takes advantage of others' misfortune and covets their bodies, but you still want to be a hero?

Lin Wei reflected: “I want to.”