[Quick Transmigration] Heartthrob and Cthulhu Love Daily

Zhitao, who disappeared ten years ago, reappeared. Her appearance was the same as before she disappeared. There was no change in the past ten years, which aroused the attention of various media.

"The boy who was hidden by the gods?"

"The disappearance case for many years is suspected to be hype"

These news pushed Zhitao to the front of everyone again, and it was these news that reminded those who followed Zhitao why they paid attention to him.

As a model, Zhitao's professionalism is obvious to all. The finished films basically don't need to be retouched, and all of them are beautiful.

This is why after he disappeared, netizens paid attention to him instead. After all, a missing beauty always has a magnificent tragic color.

However, after his "lie" was exposed, the backlash brought about by the popularity became more intense. Many people who followed him took off their fans and stepped back, thinking that Zhitao deliberately disappeared to gain attention.

However, none of these were seen by Zhitao. Father Snowman successfully reproduced the operation of the black group, modifying the comments and number of fans in Zhitao's phone.

Father Snowman was always so sweet.

But no matter how many unfavorable comments on the Internet, it still can't stop the trend of Zhitao becoming popular. After all, his own experience is too bizarre and full of mystery.

Not to mention that he was brought back by a classified organization.

Due to the intensive activities around Pomegranate Mountain a few days ago, the fact that Pomegranate Mountain has a secret has been spread on the Internet.

Moreover, according to the people in Shiliushan Town, at the beginning, there was an evacuation organized by the state personnel, and even the whole town packed up their luggage and prepared to leave. Just an emergency drill.

Although these remarks were deleted by the person concerned not long after they were posted, they still successfully aroused the curiosity of netizens and made Zhitao, who came back from Pomegranate Mountain, even more mysterious.

Although Zhitao became more famous because of this, and received many advertisement invitations, he never really appeared in front of everyone, only a few photos were taken, and he is now helping Grandma Zhang wash the vegetables.

Zhitao and Wanwan are indeed related to the special operation before Pomegranate Mountain, and they were even picked up by the people in the mysterious shelter. After receiving them, the people in the shelter tested them first, and then arranged for them separately Make an inquiry.

"Hello, Mr. Zhitao."

"Hello." Zhitao looked at the gentle psychiatrist in front of him, and said hello cautiously. At first, he thought he would be sent to the interrogation room, but he didn't expect it to be such a warm place.

The psychiatrist saw his nervousness, and talked about other things in a few words. Zhitao followed the psychiatrist's train of thought, and the chat became more relaxed, and even told his dark history, with the word "simple" written all over his face.

The doctor was also very supportive of face. The doctor was a young man wearing glasses with a very scholarly demeanor. He twirled the ballpoint pen in his hand, and then asked about the main point.

"Can I ask something about you?"

Zhitao nodded eagerly, and Father Snowman, who was squatting on his shoulder, shook his head helplessly, but it was more like a small ball spinning on its own.

"It's like this. Don't be nervous. I want to simply ask about Shiliu Village, is that okay?"

Zhitao also knew that this was getting to the point, so she replied very seriously: "Yes, you can ask."

Seeing him sitting like a primary school student, the psychiatrist couldn't help but smiled, and said gently, "Then let's continue."

The conversation between them lasted for more than two hours, and the whole process was very relaxed. Rather than asking, it was more like giving Zhitao a free psychological consultation.

When Zhitao left, he was still thinking about it. During the nine years of being unable to speak, he was miserable, to the point where he could drive even aloof people into chatterboxes.

Father Snowman had given up on reminding him later on, and he was allowed to say that these high technologies had no effect on him anyway, and even if they were detected, they would have nothing to do with Father Snowman.

Father Snowman died on Pomegranate Mountain during his lifetime, and after his death he became an existence like an earth-bound spirit, but after he died again, he miraculously merged with his own soul and thus got rid of the bondage, which was a blessing in disguise.

However, the only thing that makes the priest a little uncomfortable is that he sometimes becomes very childish, always wanting to wrap childish peaches, just like the black group.

On the contrary, Zhitao likes him to take the initiative to wrap him up. Father Snowman is now a small ball. Every time he moves over and lies on Zhitao's fingers, he looks like a fluffy water polo, cold but soft , plus Father Snowman was very reserved, like holding a cat, making him even more cute.

Every time Zhitao sees him looking forward and hesitating, she feels like rolling in the quilt, thinking that priest Xiaotuanzi is too cute.

Not long after Zhitao came out, Wan Wan also came out of the next room, with a smile on his face, especially evident on his dirty face.

Good luck for Wan Wan, the people above are willing to give him a new identity. Now, the death row prisoner Wan Wan is dead, and now only Wan Wan with the same name and surname as the death row prisoner is alive.

However, the premise of all this is that Wanwan was really wronged, so in the next days, Wanwan will follow the police investigation and clean up his injustice.

Even so, it was still much better than Wanwan's expected result. When he followed Zhitao down the mountain, he thought about running away countless times like this and hiding in the shadow for the rest of his life, but finally gave up.

Fortunately, he made the right choice and had a new opportunity.

After Zhitao and Wanwan said goodbye to each other, they separated, and the shelter would send someone to take them to their respective places.

The people from the shelter drove Zhitao to Grandma Zhang's house, and before he was about to get out of the car, he whispered, "Sorry."

Obviously knowing what happened at Zhitao's house, Zhitao's nose became sore when he heard his words, he thanked the driver and got out of the car.

Zhitao looked up at the familiar residential building in front of her. This building was quite old, with broken blessing characters on the tiles. If she looked up, she could still see clothes hanging outside to dry.

Zhitao walked up the stairs, the stairs were gray concrete without any decoration, he walked up very lightly, like a cat walking on the stairs.

He looked at his feet and thought of Grandma Zhang in his mind. He hadn't seen her for ten years. The grandma in his memory was a shrewd beauty with neatly combed hair and a big black headband. She was very violent when arguing with others. .

But she loves Zhitao very much, whenever Zhitao comes to her place, she always arranges for him to eat well and cook delicious food in different ways, so Zhitao always looks forward to coming to Grandma Zhang.

Ten years later, he stood in front of Grandma Zhang again, but he dared not go in.

The priest lying on Zhitao's shoulder noticed that he was not in a good mood, so he leaned over his shoulder, pressed his face softly, and comforted him: "I haven't seen you for many years, let's go in and have a look."

Zhitao knocked on the door, but the iron door was closed, and it opened as soon as she knocked. Grandma Zhang was sitting on the bed watching TV, peeling edamame in her hand, tearing and pulling, the beans fell into the bowl.

Grandma Zhang is getting old, her eyes are not working well, and her ears are not working well. It took her a long time to notice Zhi Tao standing at the door. She stopped her movements and squinted her eyes.

Then she stood up abruptly, walked over with a bent waist, and asked as she walked, "Is it Taotao? Huh?"

Hearing grandma calling him, Zhitao's nose became even more sore, and he responded loudly, Grandma Zhang became happy when she heard him speak, and what she said was Zhitao's familiar arrogance: "It's been so many years since I was willing to come and see me! "

Grandma Zhang was much shorter than she remembered, and she still wore the big black headband on her hair. She looked at Zhitao left and right, and said expectantly, "What about your parents? Come and see if I am an old woman!"

When Zhitao heard this, she felt even more uncomfortable, her eyes were filled with tears, burials were popular in her hometown, and the corpses of Mama Zhang and the others were well preserved by Father Snowman, and the purpose of Zhitao's visit was to talk about this.

But hearing the expectant tone of the old man, the words were too immature, and he couldn't say them out. Although Mama Zhang and the others were not Grandma Zhang's own, Grandma Zhang loved them as children.

How cruel it must be to tell a mother herself that her child is dead.

Emotions throbbed in Zhitao's throat, his eyes turned into mouths, and his mouth turned into eyes, making him speechless.

Grandma Zhang looked at his red eyes, frowned and was about to speak when she heard a familiar voice: "Mom, I'm here!"

Zhang Ma and the others stood at the door watching them, and walked in with a smile: "Look at you, just look at Taotao, and forget about us!"

Now Grandma Zhang Le's teeth were bared, but she said unforgivingly: "I'm still looking at you, I've been watching you for so many years, and our Taotao is still rare."

Zhang Ma followed her words: "Yes, yes, as long as Taotao is liked, we will annoy you."

The tone and tone of voice are the same as in Zhitao's memory. With Zhang's parents and Zhang's mother in the hut, it instantly became crowded and lively. Everyone gathered together, talking and laughing, and Grandma Zhang even said that she would show them something, do A specialty dish.

Zhitao watched them silently, Father Snowman gently brushed Zhitao's ear, he felt the touch of the ear, knew that the priest was comforting him, tears really fell down now.

It would be great if they were still there.

It would be great if I didn't quarrel with them willfully.

Father Snowman tried his best to wipe his tears with the little black strip, feeling sorry for him.

Later, Zhitao lived with Grandma Zhang. Since he lived here, neighbors often come to see him, and sometimes talk to him, asking if he is the Zhitao who has become popular on the Internet recently.

At this time, Zhitao didn't know what to say, so she just pursed her lips and smiled, pretending to be stupid. The neighbors didn't have any bad intentions, they were just purely curious.

Grandma Zhang is deaf, and her memory is not very good. If the neighbors are able, they will help Grandma Zhang. After all, living alone is a crime.

Later, because the news of Zhitao's presence here spread, many media came to interview every day. The place here is small, and the media personnel stopped in the aisle with large bags, and the aisle was completely occupied, which greatly affected the arrival of people around. the inconvenience.

Zhitao discussed with Grandma Zhang, and decided that he would go back to the countryside first, and come back another day. It would be fine if the media didn’t open the door. Grandma Zhang was reluctant to leave him when she heard that, and stuffed him with a lot of stuff while talking. thing.

The neighbors knew that Zhitao was leaving, and they were also reluctant to leave, after all, there were not many opportunities to meet online celebrities.

Zhang Ma and the others are black shadows split by Father Snowman, they can imitate the people in the memory of the priest, but they need to be manipulated by Father Snowman, so recently the priest has been sloppy, not energetic, after all, they are divided into three people It doesn't feel good to think.

Zhitao hasn't returned to his hometown for a long time, but he went to the city since he was a child, and he didn't come back here often, so he didn't know anyone, and he went up the mountain with a clear purpose after returning.

There is a piece of cemetery on the mountain, some are more luxurious, with a tombstone erected, and some are more casual, just tie a red rope with a wooden stick and stick it into the ground to indicate that there are people inside.

Zhitao found a quiet place, and then did as Mama Zhang said.

He buried himself, the priest's body, and Mama Zhang's in it together, and a small house made of black mist stood on it. Four villains come in and out.

It's Xiao Zhitao, the little priest, Xiao Zhang's mother, and Xiao Zhang's father.

Mama Zhang's favorite flower seeds are scattered under the house, and they will grow up in the coming year. When the time comes, the small house will be surrounded by colorful flowers, and they can also have a good dream here.

Zhitao returned the digging shovel to the priest, and Father Snowman absorbed the shovel made of black mist back.

After finishing his work, he sat down on the ground, looking at the field with empty eyes.

Father Snowman didn't speak either, he just slowly rubbed against him like a soft pillow, and silently told Zhitao: You can rest here with me.

Zhitao looked up at the sun, her tears were like flowers blooming on the earth.

After that, Zhitao returned to Grandma Zhang's side. Grandma Zhang was not old enough, and the fatigue she had suffered in these years turned into various diseases in her later years, making her life difficult.

Grandma Zhang was reluctant to part with the neighbors she had lived with for many years, so Zhitao and Father Snowman also lived here.

Zhitao is busy with modeling life again. He is really suitable to be a model. He has a special temperament that others don't have. The photographers who have worked with him are full of praise.

Especially Wanwan, Wanwan went to become a photographer, and even came here to take pictures of Zhitao, he has now successfully washed away the grievances on his body.

The most popular thing on the Internet recently is this reversed injustice case, and Zhitao has less attention.

Wanwan's photography skills are good, but he was pried away by the people from the photography company later, and he basically communicated with Zhitao by phone.

Grandma Zhang lived to be 88 years old, a very auspicious age. Before she died, she was still dressed beautifully, with a big black headband on her head, and said to Zhitao mysteriously: "Those two people are not Xiaoyue and the others, right?" ?”

Xiaoyue is Zhang Ma's nickname.

"I know what they are like, you guys, you can't hide it from me." She said proudly, looking at Zhitao with clear eyes.

After the lovely old man revealed the secret, he lay on the bed and fell asleep forever, and Zhitao buried her under the small house together.

There are more people in the small house again, it is lively and lively inside, but it is deserted outside.

Father Snowman has turned into a big ball, and he followed Zhitao's hand, wrapping Zhitao's hand, and clenched it slightly, as if saying: I'm still here.

After that, Zhitao traveled around with Father Snowman, and never appeared in front of everyone again.

Occasionally someone would post a photo on the Internet saying that Zhitao was photographed, and every time it would attract attention, after all, Zhitao is too mysterious.

Later, someone said that Zhitao seemed to have a lover, and in the photo that was sent out, Zhitao was accompanied by a tall and handsome man.

Gao Zan's comment: Zhitao really won't age, I'm so envious, she looks immortal, can I still be immortal after ten years of disappearance?

Another: I wish 99.

When Zhitao was 80 years old, she took a photo with 71-year-old Wanwan. In the photo, Zhitao was still a beautiful young man. Wanwan was gray-haired but looked energetic.

After Wanwan took this photo, he waved goodbye to Zhitao and left. He had lived his life in style, earned several names of himself, and saw many beauties.

It's just a pity that he didn't get to take a picture of Zhitao holding his heart, which he will remember forever.

Zhitao has lost the concept of time since she won't grow old, so she doesn't remember that he passed away for a long time. She only remembers that he lived for exactly 100 years, a century.

Then, Father Snowman also slowly dissipated, and Zhitao knew it was because the priest gave him the immortal heart.

Several times, Zhitao could feel that Snowman's eyes were fixed on his heart, and his hand was already on his heart, as if he wanted to take him away with him.

But each time, Father Snowman gave up.

In the end, Father Snowman left, leaving only a small black bead and his eternal love.

Zhitao walked aimlessly, and finally came to the cemetery containing five people, and the small black house above disappeared with Father Snowman.

He is forever homeless.

Zhitao felt intense loneliness, he swallowed the little black bead like a medicine.

On an unknown day, he met a child by the frozen lake. The child was about to die. He was a Westerner, but with an oriental delicate face, holding a shiny cross in his hand.

Zhitao slowly bent down to look at him, seeing his familiar facial features and soul, Zhitao laughed quietly, her voice was like a snowflake falling down, soon disturbed by the wind.

"Father Snowman, I will return it to you."

The child opened his eyes in confusion, his mouth was still wet and rusty, but he saw nothing around him.

Zhi Tao's soul dissipated in the air.

Father Zhang was pacing outside the hospital with a sad face, and Grandma Zhang next to him scolded him bitterly: "Why are you in a hurry! I think you are more anxious than Xiaoyue!"

Father Zhang was scolded by Grandma Zhang, his whole face collapsed, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

Suddenly, the door in front of them opened, and the nurse smiled and congratulated them: "Mother and child are safe."

Zhang's mother turned her head to look at the baby in Grandma Zhang's arms. He still couldn't open his eyes, and he stayed in grandma's arms obediently with his fists tucked in. Grandma Zhang shouted cheerfully, "Tao Tao."

"Be healthy and grow up in peace."

It was also this year that 18-year-old Father Snowman decided to go to the far east. With mysterious longings, he looked forward to all the encounters.

The author has something to say:

Hehehe, I didn't expect that!There is also a fat side story.

Try to give everyone a more perfect ending.

Regarding the ending of Million Singles: First, I like Juvenile Tao, and second, being single is very comfortable, and has become Million's attitude towards life.

So there is no such thing as intentionally making millions single in order to highlight the beauty of the protagonist, it doesn't exist!

The year Zhitao met Father Snowman: Zhitao was 19, priest 37.

I finally wrote this foreshadowing (I don’t know if it’s a foreshadowing)

It's a different kind of "I have not been born when you were born, but I am old when I was born".