A King Summoner Travels Through the World of Ye Luoli

"Ranran, get up. After your calligraphy class this morning, the rest of the class is martial arts."

On Saturday morning, Qin Mo came to wake Lu Zhaoran up early.

"I don't want to get up, I don't want to go to class."

Lu Zhaoran groggily opened her eyes and glanced at her watch.

six o'clock.

Sigh, she had a great time celebrating her birthday last night, but she wants to sleep in today.

If she didn't get up later, her mother would come and forcibly pull her up. Whatever, she could sleep for as long as she could. Lu Zhaoran turned over and fell asleep again.

…………

"It's 8:30!"

When she opened her eyes again, she woke up naturally this time. She checked the time and realized she had taken a two-and-a-half-hour nap.

That's not right. If she hadn't gotten up in ten minutes, she would have been pulled up long ago.

Qin Mo used a combination of kindness and strictness towards her. She usually doted on her like a treasure, but when it came to education, she was very strict and never backed down, dedicating herself to cultivating her cultural literacy, physical fitness, willpower, and good habits...

Practicing calligraphy cultivates character and learning martial arts strengthens the body. Qin Mo always reminded her that learning anything requires accumulation over time and that she should not slack off because of temporary laziness.

Normally, it's impossible to let Lu Zhaoran sleep in when she has classes.

strangeness.

Lu Zhaoran had a strange feeling about him.

She got up, opened the door, and went out of the room.

Qin Mo and Lu Yun have already gone to work.

Lu Zhaoran opened her phone and found that both her calligraphy teacher and martial arts teacher had sent her messages.

Classes will be suspended for one day.

Her mother asked her to take a leave of absence.

Am I dreaming? Is her mother really that easy to talk to?

Qin Mo had never given in to her previous tantrums, but this morning, with just a casual remark, she was allowed to take a day off.

That was...so awesome!

Lu Zhaoran happily ran upstairs, opened the wardrobe, changed her clothes, and then called Wen Xin.

"Hey, Lu Zhaoran, want to go out with you? What are we going to do? Why do you need me to come with you? Just make sure the gift arrives~"

After hearing the sarcastic tone on the phone, Lu Zhaoran touched the tip of his nose.

Miss Wen is still angry.

"Okay, I'm not angry, I was just teasing you. I can't go out with you today, I have a rehearsal today, and the provincial competition is in two weeks. Hey, don't forget to come and watch, bring your camera, take pictures of me, don't take pictures of anyone else."

"Wait, Wenxin, don't go to rehearsal."

For some reason, when Lu Zhaoran heard Wen Xin say that she wanted to rehearse and participate in the provincial competition, her heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously said something to stop her.

"Huh? Why? Don't be silly, this provincial competition is very important, I need to prepare well. I definitely have to go to this rehearsal. After the competition, I'll play with my Lu baby, okay?"

Wenxin felt that she was throwing a tantrum because she hadn't been there for her, so she spoke to her in a tone as if she were coaxing a child.

"No... Wenxin, wait for me, I'll come find you, I'll go to rehearsal with you."

"You're coming with me? That's great! I'll be waiting for you at home. Come on over!"

"it is good."

……

After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhaoran went out.

She didn't want Wenxin to go to rehearsals from the bottom of her heart. What was wrong with her?

"Oh!"

"Feel sorry."

She closed the door and ran away, only to bump into someone in front of her own door.

She apologized and then reached out to help the person she had bumped to the ground up.

It was a boy who looked to be about the same age as her. He looked unfamiliar. Did he just move into their neighborhood?

"Are you OK?"

"No, it's okay."

Chang Li rubbed his nose, which had been hurt by her bump, and slowly stood up.

How come she's so strong?

His newly transformed body, that of a young boy, hadn't quite adjusted yet, and when she bumped into him, his nose almost crooked.

Are you new here?

"Yes, that's my home."

Lu Zhaoran looked at the house he was pointing to; it turned out to be her new neighbor.

Both houses on either side of her house were empty. One house belonged to Lin Shu and Lin Yuan, but they went abroad two years ago. The other house had been empty all along, and she didn't expect that someone would be living there now.

"It's quite a coincidence that we're neighbors. I'm in a hurry to leave now, but I'll apologize to you when I get back."

After saying that, Lu Zhaoran let go and ran away.

…………

"Hey?"

While on the road, Lu Zhaoran suddenly received a call from Wen Xin.

"Zhaoran! Oh my god! You're my savior! Something happened to our dance class! Our dance performance started on a platform high up in the air, but one of the platforms collapsed and a girl fell down. She didn't die, but her legs are probably... sigh."

Wen Xin sighed; she felt sorry for the girl.

"That platform was originally supposed to be the one I was standing on. If I hadn't been waiting for you and hadn't arrived a little late, I would have been the one who fell down."

After hearing her words, Lu Zhaoran didn't feel relieved; instead, she felt a chill run down her spine.

No, she should be relieved that Wenxin was alright, so why would she be afraid?

What is she afraid of? The crisis has clearly passed, and her best friend is safe and sound.

My head hurts...

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"Do your own fault, don't live."

After looking at the image on his phone of a girl falling from a height, Changli said coldly.

For Lu Zhaoran, Wen Xin's disability is the most painful memory she has since the passing of her parents.

Wen Xin is exceptionally talented in dance, and her teacher values ​​her highly. She is almost always placed in the center position at major events, which makes her the target of jealousy from a girl in the dance class. This time, she was still in the center position at the provincial competition, and the girl felt that she could only have a chance to stand out if she got rid of her. So she sabotaged Wen Xin's performance on stage. This time, Wen Xin arrived late, and they rehearsed once in advance.

As luck would have it, she found herself standing on the very platform she had tampered with.

In Lu Zhaoran's memory, it was Wen Xin who fell.

However, she didn't know immediately that Wenxin had gotten into trouble the day after her parents passed away. She was busy with her parents' funeral and had no time to think about anything else. She was only 15 years old and was restricted in many ways, not to mention that a pair of venomous snakes were watching her.

When she finally had time to visit Wenxin, Wenxin had already lost a limb due to the accident and was suffering from severe depression.

When Wenxin woke up, she learned that her dream had been completely shattered. Her parents had always been materialistic and had four children. They had spent a lot of money to raise her, but it was only to cultivate her into an excellent pawn. Now that the pawn was useless, they no longer cared about her.

At that moment, all she could think of was Lu Zhaoran. She really wanted to see Lu Zhaoran now, as he was the only person who could comfort her. Just as she was calling her best friend, her sister suddenly walked in, smashed her phone, and told her some terrible news.

Lu Zhaoran's family was in a car accident, and both her parents passed away.

Her sister continued her sarcastic remarks, but Wenxin didn't react at all.

She didn't know what to do. Her only outlet for confiding in—Lu Zhaoran—was blocked, and she dared not tell her about her ordeal anymore.

Because both of them suffered misfortune.

Lu Zhaoran is already in so much pain, how could she bear to tell her about her own suffering?

From that day on, Wenxin seemed to have lost her soul. She just sat there, staring blankly out the window, and remained silent no matter who spoke to her.

Her attitude was only seen as annoying by the Wen family; no one in this cold and sickly family cared about her.

Later, the Wen family sent her to a small apartment and hired a caregiver to look after her.

But when Lu Zhaoran saw Wen Xin again, she only saw a corpse, a corpse that had committed suicide by cutting its wrists with shards.

…………

She's too self-conscious and too vigilant; it's a real problem.

After Changli sensed a slight tremor in the world, he cast another spell to reinforce the area.

Lu Zhaoran's consciousness was difficult to control, and the repeated shocks nearly destroyed the world.

Fortunately, he managed to suppress it.

If we trap her here and completely rewrite her memories, then this place will become her reality.

But so what if it's fake?

Lu Zhaoran, your memories are full of pain. Your 15th birthday is like a nightmare that will forever trap you.

If that's the case, then why not stay in this world? Truth and falsehood intertwine, and life is full of countless threads. What does it matter if it's real or fake? Here are the people you've been longing to see day and night. Even if you know it's fake, would you be willing to shatter it all with your own hands?