After I traveled through the book, I became an NPC in a horror novel

If you board the train from the first station, there will be no one on the train.

The place where Yang Guang was located was the first stop, so when Yang Guang got on the train, there were not many people on it.

Before Yang Guang came up, he looked around the platform and saw that there were not many people there, just a few. The number could even be considered small.

A train that has "come back to life" is bound to attract more than just ordinary people. Those who are willing to inquire about the news and rush to board the train probably have something hidden in their minds.

Thanks to No. 11, Yang Guang found his own single soft sleeper according to his ticket stub. It had a door and a table, which was much better than the train Yang Guang took himself.

Yang Guang didn't close the door. He just leaned on the narrow bed and watched the train slowly move forward.

The train will stop at some stations along the way, but Yang Guang doesn't know whether this train will stop at those stations.

The scene outside the window changed slowly. Only after leaving the platform did Yang Guang retract his gaze and look through his bag.

Power bank, charger, water cup, bread and biscuits...

Ok?

what is this?

Yang Guang pulled out a piece of light yellow paper from a magazine.

This piece of paper has been well preserved. Although there are creases, they are not very deep. It is estimated that it has been sandwiched in a book or photo album before, and the creases have become very faint.

The magazine is very ordinary, just a normal hard cover magazine.

Yang Guang opened the paper in front of him, glanced at it, and was stunned for a moment.

This is a love letter...

Dear Yang Guang:

I don’t know how to write a letter to the person I like. I’m afraid that my immature writing skills and unfamiliar words will upset you, but my inner feelings drive me to write this letter.

Yang Guang, I like you.

Whenever I think of you, the sky seems especially bright.

I am not a person who likes to share, in every aspect. But when I met you, I was thinking all the time about how to share my heart with you...

Sometimes they are clouds in the sky, sometimes they are on the roadside, and sometimes they are cats basking in the sun on the roadside.

I am not a very cheerful person. In terms of social aspects, I am even a little closed. Your appearance is like the sun. When I am with you, I always feel warm, just like lying in a quilt that has been dried in the sun on a sunny day in winter.

I don’t know whether you like boys or girls. I’m afraid that you will hate me, but I also want you to look at me.

I was timid, so I didn't confess to you face to face.

Please forgive me, Yang Guang. I like you. My feelings for you are like a bird's desire to fly to the sky.

I long for you, long for your eyes to look at me, long for your smile to be born in me.

Yang Guang, I like you.

---Liang Yue.

The signature date was seven years ago, when the two were in college.

It is a very, very immature love letter, without flowery language or profound verses, nor does it contain those confession lyrics that would resonate with countless people.

Throughout the whole article, there is only the young and immature emotions.

After Yang Guang read it carefully, he couldn't help but look up and down repeatedly. As he read, his eyes began to turn slightly red.

Liang Yue... Liang Yue...

A feeling of shyness surged into Yang Guang's heart. Yang Guang felt as if he had really been in love and known his lover seven years ago, and it had been like this until now.

As he watched, Yang Guang licked his dry lips and laughed out loud.

But as he laughed, he felt his heart aching and a feeling of sadness welled up in his heart.

"Liang Yue..."

Yang Guang murmured, there was an indescribable sense of ambiguity when this name came out of his mouth.

"Host……"

11 couldn't help but speak out. It couldn't bear to see Yang Guang too immersed in it. Although the copy did this, it would help it better play such a role, but it was still worried knowing the relationship between its host and the host's lover.

If it was just an ordinary employee playing this role, then the emotion given to him by the copy would be just a little bit, just like pineapple beer. It is called beer, but it is actually just a small drink and will not make people drunk at all.

But for Yang Guang, this little bit of emotional guidance is the fuse of firecrackers.

Not long after it was ignited, it exploded in Yang Guang's heart, stirring up waves.

"Poof... Liang Yue..."

Yang Guang looked at the paper in front of him with red eyes, then burst out laughing.

11 was anxiously spinning in Yang Guang's mind. Yang Guang gently said to 11, "I'm fine..."

Liang Yue...Liang Yue...

moon……

One moon and one sun.

With red eyes, Yang Guang leaned helplessly against the right angle formed by the two walls, smiling helplessly.

After a while, Yang Guang, who had calmed down, carefully put the paper into the hardcover magazine.

"11, is the train crowded?"

11: “Not much, not much!”

When Yang Guang got on the bus, he did not specifically observe who the players were. After the bus started moving, it was estimated that there were only players and specially arranged NPCs on the bus.

The train that was trapped under the mountain reappeared and was about to run along the exact same route, as if the previous tragedy had never happened...

It seems that only certain people have received this news, such as players and myself.

Yang Guang closed the door, took off his shoes and coat, and nestled in the luxurious soft sleeper room in the green train, playing with his phone to pass the time.

People passed by the door from time to time, but Yang Guang was too lazy to care or ask.

The signal on the train was sometimes good and sometimes bad. Yang Guang watched videos when the internet speed was good, and read novels when the speed was bad. Then, while he was watching, he slid down the wall and half lay on the bed.

Yang Guang continued to brush, and then as he brushed, he lay down completely.

Hey, it was a bit uncomfortable to lie down without a pillow, so Yang Guang put the pillow on the backrest flat and then used it as a pillow.

Time passed by little by little, and Yang Guang looked at the screen of his mobile phone, with his eyes flashing black and bright.

That’s right, he was so sleepy from scrolling through his phone.

The circle loaded on the phone kept spinning, and Yang Guang, who was annoyed by it, simply put it aside, turned over, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Then after a while he fell asleep.

The sound insulation of the train is not very strong, but there are fewer people on it, and the only sound in the small room is the sound of the wheels passing over the tracks.

At this time, these tiny sounds became a lullaby, speeding up Yang Guang's pace of falling asleep.

On the small table next to the pillow, the screen of the mobile phone that had been off lit up, and a photo of Yang Guang and a man appeared on the unlocking interface without moving until the screen was about to go out, and then it was unlocked.

The phone screen showed that someone was operating the system, but there was clearly no one in the room.

The password was quickly opened, the interface jumped to WeChat, and then continued to jump to the chat interface of the top person.

The screen scrolls, with green boxes of varying lengths. Sometimes they are photos of the phone owner sharing his or her lunch dinner, and sometimes they are just a simple sentence “I miss you”.

The green chat bar slid by itself, as if someone was carefully checking each line...

And it continued like this for a long, long time...