Actually I'm an Author [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 113

But how to say it, I guessed the beginning, but not the ending.Before I successfully got out from under Fanny, Xiao Lin rushed over first.

From Wendy's face to my side, it was a matter of an instant.He picked up Fanny, who was still a little confused, with one hand, while he held my hand tightly with the other.Well, of course, the one without the dagger.And the Twilight Kiss he was holding was unceremoniously thrown on the ground.

"You bastard," he growled, staring at me like a creep.While he was speaking, several ice-blue arrows whizzed towards with ferocious cold air, and were smashed into pieces by the golden battle energy bursting out from Xiao Lin's body.

I coughed twice in embarrassment, not daring to look directly into his eyes, but only focused on his mouth.He pursed his mouth almost into a line, and... wait, there is still a little bloodshot at the corner of his mouth?

"Did you bite your mouth?" When I spoke, I realized that my voice was hoarse. "Don't be inked, you took the things and we went out quickly. Otherwise, Wei'er will..."

"You knew that Wei'er wanted to miss you! What about me?" Xiao Lin's voice was so calm that it was scary: "Have you ever thought about what I would think?"

As he spoke, he rudely tore off the necklace on Fanny's neck, and then crushed the badge that belonged to us in the palm of his hand.Accompanied by his movements, the surrounding scene distorted unnaturally.I just felt a flash in front of my eyes, and I stood on the stage of admission again.Next to me, there are girls with blank faces.

"We lost?" Aina didn't seem to be able to react, "But we all... oh my god! What's wrong with you, Wang Xiaoming?!! You're covered in blood! How the hell..."

"Stop talking about Aina." Wei'er's face was as cold as polar ice and snow.She didn't even look at me, but concentrated on packing up her skirt.But I know, she is thinking quickly in her heart, how to "show me some color", so that I "know how to behave nonsense".Not only her, but Christina also had an extremely ugly expression.I have no doubt that if I say some wisecracks that shouldn't be said at this time, she will change back to the dragon shape without hesitation, and then swallow me in one bite.

However, the three of them together probably wouldn't be as scary as the current Xiao Lin.He stood next to me without a glance, staring at my neck with a look that made me shiver.Several times I thought he was about to yell, but until we got back to the hotel, he remained absolutely silent.

That night, as usual, I made myself a midnight snack.While I was loading up the fried rice, Christina also arrived in the kitchen on time.

"You shouldn't have done this." She looked straight at me, her big light golden eyes filled with disapproval, "You really scared us."

Her too pure eyes make me feel very awkward.I coughed and pushed the plate of fried rice towards Christina, but she didn't pick it up as quickly as usual.

"I'm not here for dinner," she said calmly. "Neil didn't show up at night, and Aina and Wei'er didn't feel like eating at all. When you slept through dinner time, I ate all the food by myself. I'm not hungry at all now."

"But you can try it." I sighed, scratching my eyebrow with my uninjured hand. "This is one of my best dishes, and you must have never tried it before. I made your share, and..."

I also made it for Xiao Lin, although I know he probably won't come to eat today.

He was probably really angry.Uh, well, there should be no possibility.He is angry, but why is he angry?This situation left me... quite bewildered.

I'm not good at getting along with people, so I don't have many friends.I cherish every person in my life even though I know they will leave me eventually.But it doesn't matter, I treat them well in order to thank them for what they have done for me, not in exchange for what they will do for me in the future.Some people once said that my idea is weird, but it turns out that it is indeed not very acceptable.I, I mean...

I don't know how to handle the relationship with Xiao Lin.For me, it was a brand new field that I had never reached before.Well, maybe that's a bit of a misnomer to say about him, but I can't think of a better way to say it.I've never been in a relationship, not even once.Before him, I didn't even really like... love a person.Although it sounds ridiculous, this is indeed my life.Xiao Lin was the first, and possibly the only one.He is like an unknown vein of mine, I explored, excavated, and harvested in him.But in the end what I get is gold, dirt or poison, I don't know.

And for such us, what kind of behavior is wrong?What kind of way is correct?Perhaps most people are born knowing how to fall in love, but I think I may be one of the very few.It has been quite a long time since Xiao Lin confessed to me.But the way we get along is very different from the couples I know.Of course I know we can't be as sticky as in those novels or movies, but we, we...

"Anyway, you'd better try to eat a little." I said dryly: "Because I accidentally made too much, if you don't eat, there may be a lot left. Then, uh, you know, I have to pour them out gone."

Christina broke the plate and left the kitchen quickly as usual.And after I watched her back leave, I couldn't help but stared blankly at the door.By the time I realized I was in a daze, the rest of the fried rice in the pot had cooled down.

I stood up slowly, took a plate and prepared to put them on.However, when I touched the edge of the pot, the kitchen door rang unexpectedly.

Xiao Lin pushed the door open and walked in.He has a pot-bottomed face, and he is still holding his homemade chopsticks in his hand - none of the restaurants in the empire have such things, so he made a pair of homemade chopsticks for my late-night snack.

He sat down at the table, turned sideways and looked straight at me.I was so nervous to show him that I almost knocked over the plate.After I finished loading a plate, he came over consciously and took the plate away.

Everything was the same as usual, except for his expression.I'm not stupid enough to think he's doing it because he's pretty much nothing happened today, and I guess his next line might be "we should talk" or something similar.Look, the current situation is more suitable for such a continued development, and depending on the subject matter, there may be many developments to choose from.If it's a sitcom, then we'll eat and drink unconsciously while we're talking.After talking about chicken soup for the soul, we shook hands and made peace, and went back to sleep.If it is a suspense drama, then our discussion will drift farther and farther until we quarrel because of a strange point of view.If this was a horror movie, then after Xiao Lin said a few words, that bowl of fried rice would...

"Bring me a glass of water."

ha?

"You fried it too dry, add more oil next time." Xiao Lin's tone and movements were naturally speechless.He stretched out a hand to me, waiting for me to give something to him like before.My mind is still buzzing, but my legs are already moving towards the kettle unconsciously.Wait... wait a minute, so what is this unfolding?gourmet Show?It's been a long time, so we are the protagonists of the food show? ?

I watched him gulp down a whole glass of water, and then continued to deal with the plate of fried rice that was dry, cold and maybe hard.The bitterness and hatred on his face matched this action, as if the fried rice was his enemy.Well, but it's better for him to make fried rice an enemy than me.Well, I mean, if he gave me that look, I'd feel so...

……

What is it?Is it hard?It seems that it is not just uncomfortable.Should, and a little more, or something else.Well!He has finished eating?

I stood there and watched Xiao Lin go to wash the dishes, and then cleaned up the table and the stove along the way.When he was done he walked up to me, hesitated for a moment, then grabbed my hand.

"Let's go back?"

"Now? Um... I mean, shall we go back to our room?"

"It's okay to go out for a walk, or just talk here."

Oh, and at the end of the day, it’s still about “talking.”I knew that "talking" is the root of all problems and the master key to open every heart.No matter what the situation is, what kind of people, as long as they can "talk", the light of the God of "talk" will shine on them.It blesses them and enables them to go to a new, wonderful place.

"Let's talk about it here." I replied dryly: "Our rooms are not together, besides, it's so late..."

"I'm going to be mad at you." Xiao Lin showed an unprecedented straightforward attitude, oh, I hope he can speak so concisely and clearly in the future, and don't add those rhetoric and hints that beat around the bush. Coupled with the notes on the reading heart, I can't figure out what he wants to say.But now this way is much easier to understand.

"Why don't you do it? Anyway, we just want the mission props, and the plot has been..."

"You mean..." God, did he mean that? ?I swallowed hard, trying to control my expression. "You want me to do it? How should I do it? Kill Fanny? Or just kill everyone in the Wind of Freedom?"

"It's not impossible if necessary, obviously we can do it. She..."

"What are you thinking, Xiao Lin! You told me to kill people! Are you crazy? They don't have the word 'Damn' written anywhere from head to toe!"

"But she wants to kill you!" I think if Xiao Lin's anger is water, it must be boiled by the nameless anger provoked by me now, "She stabbed you, but you are still falling off the deer's back Protect her when you are there. Have you ever thought about what would you do if she cut off one of your arms directly? What would I do? You let me watch you as a background character..."

"Background character!!" I yelled out of control: "You said she is a background character?! She is Xiao Lin, she is no different from us! She lives in this world, just like us The original world is the same! No one is inferior to anyone else, and no one’s life is cheap! She is not a platform, prop, or anything else for you to complete the task. She, them, and us, from being human From the point of view, it is exactly the same!"

Xiao Lin laughed, "You're wrong." He said firmly, "They are. You know better than anyone else that they are just characters in novels, and even their fate is determined by you, the author."

"But I am also a member of this world now! And I have never, never been able to decide anyone's fate!" I felt like the veins on my forehead were about to explode: "You, me, we are all in this world now .All that aside, do they lose everything that is human because they are just characters materialized from books? How can you see them as mere backdrops? They, among them There are some, even your companions, your relatives, your..."

"Only you think that way." Xiao Lin looked at me coldly: "Only you think that way, and it's wrong. You know, we are indeed different from them."

"But we have never been higher than them! Besides, isn't today's matter settled? You see, the matter is settled, and there is no need to fight with anyone as you said. Fanny is very good, I also……"

"do you like her?"

"Who?"

"That woman, do you like her?"

I am baffled. "What do you mean? No, no, no, it's the first time I've met her! Wait, what are we talking about?"

"You call it fine the way you are now? Your throat was almost cut, and one of your arms can't move now! You call this fine? Wang Xiaoming, what the hell are you thinking?!"

"Well, maybe it's not that good. But..." I sighed for a long time: "I finally understand, so you have always thought this way. I will return this sentence to you, Xiao Lin, you What are you thinking?"

The author has something to say: Old Xiao became jealous of his life (beat