Ling Xia blankly opened his eyes. He saw a familiar goose yellow ceiling, and the familiar fragrance of magnolia flowers was in the air. He reached out to feel around the place. Beneath him was a cozy, soft, and large bed, not the hard, thin, and flat bed inside the shed from the other world.
His mind was muddled. He was sluggish for almost a minute, before he suddenly sat up.
The familiar desk with a computer, the bookcase, the phone at his bedside……
He held his head and wailed. After so much trouble, this one really did come back!
He impatiently opened his phone, and unexpectedly, an entire day had passed since he left this world!
If not for the severe and nearly unbearable throbbing pain he could still clearly remember, Ling Xia would almost believe that he had made it all up as a dream.
He walked towards the window sill while wearing slippers and pulled open the curtains forcefully. Immediately, the bright, wonderfully warm sunshine flooded the room.
Although this world's sky wasn't as clear and blue as the other world's sky, being polluted and impure, it still looked nostalgic……
The most important point was that this world wouldn't threaten his life with danger at any random time! The legal system in this world was superior! Long live China! Ling Xia was internally crying as he thought this.
By the time he finished watering the plants and had calmed down, his memories of the other world gradually grew indistinct, and the memories of this world from yesterday nevertheless grew increasingly distinct.
Maybe it truly was that whatever you thought of in the day, you'd dream about at night? Had he just read a novel and did nothing more than make up a dream?
Ling Xia tidied his room and deliberately didn't try thinking too much about it, lifting up his briefcase to go to work like he used to do.
He was a programmer at a slightly famous domestic computer software company, with a monthly wage of six thousand. Although he wasn't considered someone who had a high income in this major city, he was left with a house and some assets after his parents divorced, so he could still be considered as part of the white collared social class that had all the basic necessities.
Sitting on the subway, Ling Xia took a look at his phone out of habit, wanting to browse some of the latest updates of the novels he had been following for a while. However, he stopped, and silently closed it instead.
It didn't matter whether or not those memories were truly real or if they were a dream. They really were——too cruel! That's why, it was still better if he gave up and dropped novels entirely……
Entering the bustling company, the feeling of unfamiliarity with the place slowly faded away for him as well. The details of his work also gradually became familiar again, as his ten fingers flew up and down while he threw himself into his work, focusing all of his attention into it.
When it was lunch time, Ling Xia ordered the same take out as he had before, simultaneously eating and listening to the gossip of his department colleagues, smiling for a while at the right times.
The calm and monotonous days continued for almost a week, and Ling Xia's hobby at night had already changed to playing games, from Warcraft and League of Legends to Fight the Landlord and DDTank. That meaningless and indescribable kind of feeling still hadn't faded away, and predictably, there was a completely hollow and empty kind of pain in his heart.
He faced his computer and silently closed the game server. Finally, making a firm resolution, he impatiently moved his fingers and found the familiar novel from inside his favourites folder on his web browser. He opened it and quickly skimmed it over.
He held his breath, quickly glancing over that novel's chapter names.
If the plot didn't change at all, that would be proof that he definitely just made up a dream, but if the plot changed……
His eyes accidentally passed over the bookmarks, and Ling Xia immediately stared blankly out of shock. He remembered very clearly that this work wasn't unknown, but it also wasn’t popular. It only had four thousand and more bookmarks. But then, right now, how come there were more than ten thousand bookmarks?
Then, looking at the discussion area intensely talking about the situation, Ling Xia suddenly hit the table, almost cursing out loud.
Fuck! What's with this kidding around!
The reviews section of the discussion area was unprecedentedly lively, and the headings were even more shocking to the point that people could faint——
《Forget that third person, only the protagonist and the villain are in true love!》
《I hate those kinds of pure-hearted saint characters the most~~》
《Villain-sama, please just accept the protagonist's love~~》
《Little Yu is the best! Only Little Yu tops!》
《Mn mn, this one thinks that a threesome's also not bad.》
……These weren't hallucinations, right?
Ling Xia was somewhat taken by surprise. Even though those girls liked the villain and also wrote out their many hopes for the author to queerbait in the fan discussion earlier, they were being too fierce about that in these headings right now, right?
Furthermore, what's going on in the headings with that saintly mob character?
Ling Xia opened the web page, quickly reading it. As expected, the novel's plot was also different from what he remembered!
At the very start of the plot, in the childhood years of the protagonist and the villain, as expected, a mob character appeared, but it wasn't the idiot mob character from his memories. That mob character's name was never mentioned in the novel, but nevertheless, their personality seemed similar to his own personality!
The rest of the plot also matched up with his memories, but only for the most part, because of the protagonist's limited viewpoint……
Ling Xia deeply breathed in a mouthful of air, his hand slightly shivering as he pressed on the mouse in order to scroll down the web page.
Before, the reason Yu Zhijue became the villain was because of countless misunderstandings with the protagonist. Now, the reason practically made people unable to face it directly!
Yes, after that mob character died, the villain very mysteriously turned evil!
Although most of the plot was in Song Xiaohu's view, with very few portrayals of the villain, you could still guess how the great villain honed his strength by diligently cultivating, having opportunities to purposefully plan out, step by step, his goal of eradicating those so-called famous orthodox sects……
Plus, the most frightening thing was that the novel described in detail the scenes where the villain tortured those numerous orthodox cultivators to death. The bloodiest descriptions were written about Yunxiao City. After the villain led his gorgeous battle formation to attack Yunxiao City, the first thing that happened was a massacre. Using the worst torture instruments, the Shang family head and Yunxiao City's sect leader had their flesh gouged and bones picked out bit by bit, and ten geniuses were tormented, had their heads cut off, and had a forbidden technique used on them to trap their ghosts and seal them inside a pagoda for generation after generation, unable to reincarnate.
When the protagonist arrived, leading a group of juniors, the river water had already completely been dyed red by blood, and only human skulls hung at the top of the city gate.
And compared to the devilishly charming and gorgeous villain from the previous version of the novel, the great villain from the current version of the novel was even colder in three aspects, being cold blooded, cold in feeling, and cool headed.
But the ending was still the same as before, and the villain was still sorrowfully and hastily killed under the protagonist's golden palm!
Yes, this time, the villain was still eliminated by the protagonist after he destroyed the world!
The script was also different from his memories. Ling Xia remembered very clearly, the line that he had seen for the villain before was: "This kind of repulsive world……should be completely destroyed……"
It carried a strong unfair and meaningless kind of pessimistic feeling that was a gorgeous literary example.
But the current villain's last line was: "This world without him……was finally destroyed……"
Without him? It really was referring to a male! Which him is this, exactly?!
How come there's this strong queerbait kind of feeling! No wonder all those crazy fan discussions appeared!
This work's about a stud, author-kun!
If you replaced all of the "Yu Zhijue" words for the word "villain", Ling Xia didn't have many feelings at all when he looked at these words. He only crazily ridiculed them in his heart. But once he linked these incidents with that proud, pampered, and stubborn child in his memories, his breathing immediately became shallow, and it became difficult for him to calm down again.
If……all of it wasn't a dream, and all of it was real? He didn't dare to imagine it and couldn't bear to imagine it, either.
The current novel only briefly mentioned a nameless low level disciple who died when the protagonist went to carry out a mission, accomplishing his mob character fate.
The novel very vividly described the grief that the protagonist felt when he lost a brother, and his determination to want to change this unfair world. But what the villain thought, and what he decided in his heart as well, wasn't mentioned in the novel.
Only, when the protagonist mournfully shed tears because of losing his brother, he sneered and said a line: "What use is there in crying?" Once he finished speaking, he indifferently turned and walked away.
Afterwards, a mention of "him" only came out from the villain's mouth at the end of the finale.
This "him", who exactly was it directed towards?
Ling Xia felt his temple throb with pain and couldn't help but close his eyes for a while.
If his own experience in that world was all real, then in that case, in order to prevent Yu Zhijue from going too far due to his hatred, he had specially trusted Cui Yu to relay three lines along with her to him.
Asking him to not harbor a grudge, asking him to forever be brothers with Xiaohu, and also telling him that……he himself definitely wouldn't die.
Apparently, that damned child Yu Zhijue completely didn't take his words to heart at all! But, was he himself really so important to that child?
Or maybe, who he should be cursing was that ruinous author who controlled people's fates!
Why did they want to let their own favourite character step onto the tragic path of no return?
Ling Xia suddenly deleted the long comment that he still hadn't finished typing out, closing his computer.
He couldn't think about this again. He felt that his head was completely about to explode open because of his chaotic mood.
Lying on top of the bed for a long time, his exhaustion finally hit him, and Ling Xia closed his swollen and aching eyelids.
He faintly made up a dream, where a child shrunk into themselves alone in a dark corner, silently shedding tears.
Very naturally, he faced that child and stretched out a hand……
By the time Ling Xia woke up once again, he almost jumped out of fright. Before his eyes was a disjointed, swaying scenery that seemed to be completely separated from him by a blue translucent fluid. In a daze, he couldn't see clearly.
He struggled for a while, and only then did he discover that his body slightly couldn't be moved at all. He seemed to be immersed in some kind of liquid, just like a specimen soaked in formalin liquid.
Making this mental association, he couldn't help but tremble in fear for a while.
"Hello? ……" Ling Xia opened his mouth, wanting to breathe, and some of the ice cold, herbal medicine flavoured liquid immediately poured into his mouth. He was incapable of suppressing his coughing and gurgling. Originally, he tried to make very large movements, but in reality, his movements still created very little sound, and his chest only moved up and down slightly.
When he coughed and gurgled, the liquid poured in again, and he couldn't help but calm down and close his mouth. Luckily, he could also breathe in this liquid. Ling Xia slowly turned his eyes about, sizing up the scenery all around him.
This place seemed to be a simple bamboo house with multiple floors. He was lying down in a huge transparent vessel. The style that this place was built in really was familiar……
A familiar mask wearing, white haired man clad in white clothes walked in, and when he saw him, his eyes went wide and he clearly stared blankly out of shock. Very quickly, he nodded his head and said: "Boy, you finally woke up! You wasted the four years worth of panaceas that I bought! If you still hadn't woken up, I would've decided to throw you aside."
"Senior?" Ling Xia forced a smile as he moved his lips.
Fuck! This one transmigrated again!
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That person said that he wouldn't die.
In that case, I'll just wait.
Whatever that person said, I've done all of it.
One year, two years, three years,
As long as that person returns, then I'll just always listen to him.
Five years, eight years, ten years……
As long as that person returns, I'll just tie him to my side, never to leave me!
Only, that person still hasn't shown up……
As expected, everyone's a liar!
As expected, this kind of world, should've ended a long time ago!
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