My whole family is the protagonist, and I am the only cannon fodder!

I stared at those photos for a long time, until my eyes became sore, and then I closed my phone.

Her hair was still dripping with water, forming a small puddle on the wooden floor that looked like tears.

Lu Zao Zao dried her hair and combed it slowly over and over again, as if to relieve her inner doubts and confusion. Before going to bed, as if she had some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, Lu Zao Zao opened the dialog box with Zhao Jiamin again and clicked on the photos to carefully examine them.

I wanted to stare a hole through those photos.

After looking at it for a long time, his head began to feel uncomfortable, with a dull pain, as if his hair had been entangled with his brain nerves and formed a knot, but Lu had already gotten used to this pain - as long as he thought about the unreasonable things in the past and the present, there would always be a part of his body that began to feel vaguely uncomfortable.

It seemed that God could only allow her to keep moving forward and become a cannon fodder with an empty brain and a confused mind.

Lu Zao Zao subconsciously touched her back, which was smooth and clean. The long scar that disappeared, which she thought was a gift from God after her rebirth, now seemed to be not a gift at all. Perhaps she had never experienced such an event. There were also the lost notebooks and photos. Perhaps she had never written down those words that recorded the sadness and happiness.

What about those photos from childhood to adulthood? Did everyone think they were unimportant, so they were never kept, or were they swept away like garbage?

Are there really so many seemingly similar coincidences in the world?

Lu Zaozao didn't think that if the life she experienced in her memories and the life she was living now were really two parallel worlds, why did she remember everything that happened in the past world? The embarrassment of being ignored, disregarded, and making frequent mistakes was unforgettable, and the lingering pain at the moment of death still lingered in her mind.

The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt, and her consciousness began to fade. Lu Zao Zao fell headfirst on the bed and saw that the intricate and gorgeous patterns on the ceiling seemed to begin to distort, like a magnificent river, hindering her steps and preventing her from imagining any further.

Unable to think any more, Lu Zao Zao took one last glance at the photos on his phone, and when he was about to close it, he suddenly opened it again - it was the photo of a group of people smiling in front of a tourist attraction. Next to it was a huge stone with the three words "a certain tourist attraction" written on it in bright red paint.

Behind the stone, a little boy stood calmly, with no sadness or joy on his face, his eyes looking to one side, as if he was gazing deeply at a certain place or someone. However, the photo was a bit old and not well preserved. Some parts had turned yellow and the edges had become rough, so it was impossible to see the exact expression on the other person's face.

But even though the photo is blurry, it is still not difficult to see that the other person has a handsome and fair face and a very handsome appearance.

I always feel that this face is somewhat familiar, and the unclear eyebrows and eyes are also very similar to someone, but as soon as this thought comes up, it is quickly suppressed. I find it ridiculous to think about it, just like a fairy tale.

Lu Zao Zao shook her head, getting rid of this unrealistic idea from her mind. In a drowsy state, Lu Zao Zao finally couldn't help but fell asleep.

It was not even nine o'clock in the morning, but He Feng was already sitting in the living room of Xie Huanian's house, petting the cat very comfortably. The cat seemed to like this kind of stroke with moderate strength very much. It kept humming comfortably under his palm, squinting its eyes, and enjoying it very much.

After waiting for about an hour and a half, Xie Huinian still seemed to be sleeping. He Feng's patience was running out and he could no longer bear it. He was about to rush upstairs with the cat in his arms to see how long this lunatic Xie Huinian would sleep.

The door opened. Xie Huinian must have just woken up, his face still showed signs of fatigue from sleep, but he was still handsome. He slowly walked down the stairs. When he got to the ground, he didn't even look at He Feng. He walked straight to the coffee machine next to the sink and made a cup of coffee. The bitter taste of the coffee instantly spread in the air.

He Feng's furious mood suddenly dissipated when he saw Xie Huinian's not-so-good expression. He moved towards Xie Huinian. The kitten lay motionless in his arms and looked like it was about to fall asleep.

"It seems that this cat really likes me." He Feng said shamelessly, very proudly, "As expected, I am really popular with men, women, young and old, cats and dogs. All living things that breathe will eventually be smitten by my handsome appearance."

Xie Huinian took a sip of black coffee and glanced at him calmly, "You think too much. It probably thinks of you as its slave."

"Holy crap, it's really fake!"

He Feng stopped what he was doing, and soon the cat butted his palm with its head. Seeing that He Feng was indifferent, it raised its face and barked at him twice in dissatisfaction, then quickly ran to Xie Huinian's feet.

“……”It turns out that he was really treated as a servant.

He Feng was angry for five minutes, then he realized the reason why he came to Xie Huinian's house. If he hadn't sent so many messages to Xie Huinian last night and the other party didn't even reply with a punctuation mark, he wouldn't have run over here so early in the morning to question the other party.

You know, usually at this time he is still sleeping soundly and unconscious.

"I sent you so many messages last night, why didn't you reply to any of them?"

"Is there any need to reply to such nonsense?"

"I knew you would say that." He Feng had expected this and felt that he had a brilliant plan. He rolled over to the sofa, lay down carelessly, pointed a finger at Xie Huinian and said, "I think you are guilty."

"Didn't you raise this cat for a while during Christmas? How come you and Lu Zaozao are raising it together now?" He put his legs up on the sofa and swung them, sighing twice, "Haha, you're speechless."

"Who said that? Lu Zao Zao?"

"You think too much." He Feng replied, "Li Jianan mentioned it by chance when she was chatting with me last night. I was confused. She was also surprised to find out that I didn't know about it. How come I didn't know when you liked small animals so much? Thank you, kind man."

"Don't worry too much about things that have nothing to do with you."

"Oh oh." He Feng laughed loudly, "I'm not worried, I'm just curious. It's incredible that you can come up with such a ridiculous reason to convince Lu Zaozao to raise a cat with you. What fairness and justice? Bullshit. You, Xie Huinian, have never been a person who would pursue fairness in such inexplicable things."

He Feng sat up from the sofa, staring at Xie Huinian's face with his clear eyes without blinking, and spoke very skillfully, calmly and naturally.

"What you care about is always whether you need it or not, whether you want it or not."