Cannon fodder fiancé dressed as a villain

The two of them got bored until two o'clock in the afternoon.Except for the two eating something during the intermission at noon, the rest of the time was either doing or sleeping.

Lin Qiuhe was groggy, and slept for another half an hour before getting up.

After washing again, she went downstairs and saw Chen Yingxian knitting a sweater.It's early autumn now, Chen Yingxian plans to make a few light sweaters in advance for Ji Wuyou to prepare. The wool she chooses is light gray pure cotton. The sweaters made in this way are soft and comfortable next to the body. nice.

During Lin Qiuhe's absence for the past two years, Chen Yingxian made several clothes, shoes and socks for Ji Wuyou.

Lin Qiuhe held onto the railing of the stairs, raised the corners of his mouth, watched quietly, enjoying this warm moment, and after a while he slowly opened his mouth: "Grandma."

Chen Yingxian stopped making the sweater, and slowly raised her head to look towards the stairs. After a long time, she took off her reading glasses, wiped the tears from her eyes, and murmured: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back, I thought I'd never see you again." it's your turn."

Lin Qiuhe stepped forward, hugged the old man gently, and patted the old man's back comfortingly. He was also rejoicing in his heart that his grandma was getting old, and he could not tell when... Fortunately, he came back, and grandma was there too.

The grandparents and grandchildren sat together and talked. After comforting grandma, Lin Qiuhe decided to say hello to his friends.

During dinner, Lin Qiuhe snapped up his fingers: "Needless to say, Qingqing, she can know me even if I turn into ashes, as for other people." Lin Qiuhe turned to look at Director Ji, and said with emotion, "Director Ji, you have to do a good job. Prepare to be called a scumbag."

Not to mention other people, the bodyguards and nanny in the courtyard looked at Lin Qiuhe in a strange way, and even Aunt Zhou, who came to continue to take care of Chen Yingxian even after moving to Ji's old house, looked at Lin Qiuhe in an unfriendly way.Especially when Lin Qiuhe reported his family name and said that he would be another owner of the house in the future, Aunt Zhou's eyes were particularly strange.

So when no one was around, Aunt Zhou even pulled Chen Yingxian aside and whispered: "Auntie, who is this person?"

Chen Yingxian didn't understand, so she said, "Qiu He, don't you know him?"

Aunt Zhou had a strange expression on her face. Lin Qiuhe's body was burned to ashes. She saw Ji Wuyou push him into the cremator. How could she come back from the dead?

It's just that because Chen Yingxian is getting old, she can't say anything more, so she can only follow the old lady's way of thinking and say: "Ah, Qiuhe is back, that's good."

Chen Yingxian was very happy: "That's right, I'm finally back. Hey, I won't talk anymore, I have to make another sweater, and I will also make one for Qiuhe."

Aunt Zhou sighed softly. She felt sorry for the old man and hurried over to help: "I'll help you."

In this way, under all the strange gazes, Lin Qiuhe and Ji Wuyou were in love with each other, not avoiding outsiders at all.Everyone's eyes gradually changed from surprise to habit, and they only sighed occasionally. I didn't expect that Ji Dong would find a substitute for his original partner at such a young age, which is pitiful.

And the stand-in with the same name as Lin Qiuhe, behaves exactly like the original partner, sometimes even they are in a trance, whether the original Lin Qiuhe really came back from the dead.

Yes, the new ID card that Ji Wuyou gave to Lin Qiuhe was still called Lin Qiuhe.After getting their ID cards, the two got their ID cards again. They had a simple meal, made an appointment, enjoyed the sweetness that belonged to them alone, and did not hold another wedding.

The pink diamond was finally taken out of the box by Lin Qiuhe.Lin Qiuhe told Ji Wuyou everything, confessed everything, without missing anything.

Ji Wuyou frowned and fell silent.

Lin Qiuhe waved his finger in front of him worriedly, and asked, "Husband, are you not scared by what I said?"

Ji Wuyou came back to his senses, and smiled calmly: "There's nothing to be afraid of, the worst thing is death, what else can I do, anyway, I've seen worse things than this."

Lin Qiuhe widened his eyes and asked, "What?"

Ji Wuyou said slowly: "I told you, since the death of my parents, everything around me has changed, and many people I know and I don't know have started to be my enemy for no reason. I used to think that they were hiding a lot. Shen, it was just because of my parents’ face that I didn’t show it. Looking at it now, I’m afraid that the original author arranged the plot as you said. During that time, all kinds of messy things happened to me. With my classmates When fighting, a small knife will suddenly fall out of the opponent's pocket, and this small knife will just fall into my hand. As long as I hold the handle of the knife hard and push forward hard, I can push those people away. But I would rather be beaten I didn’t stab anyone with a knife. This is also the case when you were injured this time. After you died in my arms, Baishuicheng threw a gun at me. As long as I pick up the gun and pull the trigger, I can avenge you. Well, I endured and endured, and finally I didn't do anything."

Ji Wuyou touched Lin Qiuhe's cheek with sincere eyes: "Qiuhe, thank you for saying that to me, so that I didn't become a demon like Baishui City. You saved me, thank you, otherwise I would go alone This road is really scary, and I don't want to turn into bloody hands."

Lin Qiuhe smiled, and smacked Ji Wuyou's face forcefully, helping Ji Wuyou relieve his sad mood: "Oh, there is something to thank you as a husband and wife. If you really want to thank me, why don't you let... I'm up there?"

Ji Wuyou hugged Lin Qiuhe's waist tightly, fell down on the bed, raised his eyebrows, and pushed his crotch up in a rogue way: "Okay, you are on top."

So Lin Qiuhe moved on it all night as he wished, until his eyes were swollen from crying, and his voice was so hoarse.

"All Over the World" was successfully broadcast, and it was watched by Changhong. The crew specially held a celebration banquet and invited Ji Wuyou to attend.

So at the banquet, everyone saw Lin Qiuhe, the Lin Qiuhe substitute that Ji Dongxin found in the rumor, even the name was exactly the same as Lin Qiuhe.

It is said that the two also received a certificate.

At the celebration banquet of the TV series that his late wife starred in, bringing the incumbent with him, the atmosphere of Shura field seemed to be on the verge of breaking out. The banquet organizer regretted inviting Ji Wuyou.But the biggest investor in this TV series itself is Ji Wuyou, and it is still starring his deceased wife. It seems unreasonable not to invite Ji Wuyou.

So the organizer just politely sent an invitation letter to Ji Wuyou, but unexpectedly Ji Wuyou actually came, and brought his incumbent with him.

The weirdest thing is that this incumbent actually looks exactly like Ji Wuyou's ex-wife.

All right?

Everyone thought suspiciously.

Lin Qiuhe greeted everyone one by one, claiming that he was Lin Qiuhe, who came back from the dead.

Hearing this, everyone shook their heads, thinking that this double is still a lunatic.

Xia Qingqing pulled Lin Qiuhe over to chat very intimately, the two of them were as close as best friends.

After knowing Xia Qingqing's identity, Ji Wuyou didn't feel jealous any more, but he was still a little awkward. After all, Xia Qingqing was in his prime, and was two years younger than Lin Qiuhe. The two handsome men and beautiful women sat together talking and laughing. No matter how you look at it, it's an eyesore.

Ji Wuyou sighed helplessly, suddenly a short-haired girl greeted him:

"son!"

The little girl was very excited, and kept waving to Ji Wuyou as if she was seeing her relatives. The most frightening thing was her crying "son."

The little girl's voice was loud, and all eyes were on the short-haired girl in an instant.

Lin Qiuhe also shifted his gaze to her.

Then, under the eyes of everyone, the short-haired girl uttered another sentence to Ji Wuyou that scared everyone's jaws off, and the girl shouted cheerfully to Ji Wuyou: "Mom loves you!"

Lin Qiuhe almost spit out a sip of lemonade. He looked at Ji Wuyou, then at the girl with short hair, and suddenly a sentence flashed in his mind like a sentence he asked Baishuicheng when he was dying:

"Besides me, are there other book runners in this world?"

At that time, Bai Shuicheng replied: "No comment."

Visible to the naked eye, Ji Wuyou's face darkened twice immediately.

Before Ji Wuyou got angry, Lin Qiuhe rushed to the short-haired girl at a speed of [-] meters, grabbed the girl's arm and ran out.

After running to a place where no one was around, Lin Qiuhe let go of his hands and breathed a sigh of relief. After his breathing became stable, Lin Qiuhe asked two words: "Anonymous?"

"What?" The girl didn't understand.

Lin Qiuhe said violently: "Don't pretend, are you the unfinished author of "The Villain, Don't Die", anonymous?"

The girl's pupils dilated instantly, and she understood: "So you are also a book walker?"

Lin Qiuhe was speechless: "So it's really you, you actually became the author of the original author of "Qing Tian Xia", and even changed your pen name to Fat Ci Fei Shang Tian!"

The TV series was a big success, and the author of the original author, Pangci Feishangtian, was also invited to the celebration banquet. Lin Qiuhe greeted the girl just now, just for the sake of a good name. At that time, Lin Qiuhe greeted her with Pangcifeishangtian Lin Lang's original pen name.

Ms. Lin Lang waved her hand indifferently: "My pen name in the original time and space was Pangci Feishangtian. After transmigrating into Lin Lang in this time and space, I was not used to using the pen name Lin Lang, so I changed it. But everyone still I'm used to calling me Lin Lang, especially the book fans are howling to abandon the pit, so forget it, I changed my pen name back to Lin Lang, you can call me Lin Lang."

Lin Qiuhe was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Isn't your pen name in the original time and space called Anonymous?"

Lin Lang seriously corrected: "It's Anonymous 367, with a suffix to prevent it from being duplicated with other people's names. And are you my reader? , change it to Anonymous 367 for easy escape.”

"You're quite ashamed. You never forget to change your pen name when you're running around." Lin Qiuhe never looked at the author's name when reading novels. He really didn't know that Anonymous' pen name was Pangci Feishangtian before he ran away.As for the suffix of 367, who reads the pseudonym so carefully?

Then he asked again: "What's wrong with you? Isn't "Incline to the World" written very well? Why did the villain's book hit the earth with sparks?"

Thinking of the time and money wasted chasing novels, Lin Qiuhe became angry.

Lin Lang sighed helplessly: "I don't want to either, a really weird thing happened. Do you know? My novel word can automatically generate text!"

"..." Lin Qiuhe was speechless, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "Isn't this what thousands of authors dream of?"

"I'm not joking!" Lin Lang said seriously, "I'm a very serious author. Although I personally prefer the villain Ji Wuyou, which is the most emotional villain I've written, but in order to serve the plot, he I have to die. So I wrote Ji Wuyou to death shortly after he came to power in the book, but as a result, every time I set up a death crisis for Ji Wuyou, the word document will modify my settings. Every time I want to write people to death, Ji Wuyou can use her strong will to survive to change the plot in the book and save the day."

Lin Qiuhe puffed up his chest unconsciously, and was just about to say "my husband is amazing", when Lin Lang sighed and continued, "Do you think I don't want to finish sooner? It really can't be finished, every time I want to put him If you write to death, he can struggle and escape from the dead. You think what you saw is me racking my brains to fabricate the plots of Su Shuang’s escape and counter-kill for the villain Ji Wuyou. In fact, I am real I planned to let him go offline, but in the end he fought wits and courage with me, entangled with me for 260 million words and still couldn’t die! What can I do when I encounter such a weird thing? ah."

Lin Lang looked up at the sky helplessly, and sighed: "Perhaps letting me wear books is punishment for me not finishing well."

Lin Qiuhe was silent. It turned out that the more than 200 million words of Su Shuang's plot he had seen were just Ji Wuyou's struggle to survive after being forced to blackmail.

More than 200 million words...

Other people's pain is counted in years, but Ji Wuyou's pain is counted in words. More than 200 million words of pain, how can he endure it alone.

Seeing Lin Qiuhe's disappointed expression, Lin Lang sighed, "You think I'm miserable too, don't you?"

Lin Qiuhe shook his head: "My husband is really miserable."

Lin Lang froze in place for a moment, then pointed at the feasting lights at the luxurious banquet in the distance, and said viciously: "He is miserable, he is now the richest man in city B, handsome, rich and wifey, I wrote this to him ?"

Lin Qiuhe was amused, and retorted: "You wrote the initial setting, and my husband made the subsequent development by himself."

Lin Lang immediately nodded in agreement, with a proud face on his face: "That's true, he is indeed my son."

Lin Qiuhe helplessly raised his forehead: "You have one son, restrain yourself." When Ji Wuyou heard it, he couldn't kill Lin Lang.

Lin Lang spoke confidently: "I am the author's own mother, so I call him son, isn't it normal?"

... There is some truth to it.It was precisely because of this thought that when Lin Lang called Ji Wuyou's son just now, Lin Qiuhe suddenly thought that the other party might be the author of "Don't Die, Villain".After all, Ji Wuyou's dead mother was gentle and dignified, even if she came back like Xia Qing, it would be impossible for her to wave to Ji Wuyou in public and call him her son.

But with Ji Wuyou's temper, even if he knew that Lin Lang was the author of the original book, he probably wouldn't agree to let Lin Lang call him his son.Lin Qiuhe couldn't help laughing and said: "Then you call, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you are really killed by Wuyou, I won't burn paper for you."

When Lin Lang heard this, he immediately became cowardly, and did not speak for a long time.

After talking about the joke, Lin Qiuhe brought up the business, his expression darkened instantly: "There is still one year until Mars hits the earth."

Then everyone has to finish playing.

Lin Lang also sighed sadly: "Oh, just let fate."

Lin Qiuhe frowned: "Is there nothing you can do?"

Lin Lang spread his hands, but his attitude was very free and easy: "There is nothing to worry about, just live like this. And I think that the plot of the book has been completely changed now, and everyone's development depends on their own practices, not on me, the original author. Set a route for them. Everyone's destiny is in their own hands. Maybe in our era of normal development, Mars will never hit the earth at all. Otherwise, the space agency has given an early warning. Do you need to worry about it here? ?”

When Lin Qiuhe heard it, yes, all his depression disappeared immediately, and he felt much better, so he wanted to make an agreement with Lin Lang: "Don't tell Ji Wuyou that you are the original author, let alone tell him the development of the follow-up matter. , especially about the impending end of the world, you must never tell him."

Lin Lang patted his chest: "Don't worry, no idiot will tell others about wearing a book."

Lin Qiuhe, the idiot who has already confessed everything to Ji Wuyou: "..."

Sensing that Lin Qiuhe's face was a little weird, Lin Lang couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Qiuhe shook his head: "It's okay, I was just thinking, if Ji Wuyou knew that you were the author of the original book that caused all his tragedies, how would he kill you?"

Lin Lang was extremely wronged: "I did it for the development of the plot."

Lin Qiuhe patted him on the shoulder: "I'm afraid my husband won't care about this. In order to save your life, you must not reveal your identity. Especially the matter of Mars hitting the earth."

He didn't want Ji Wuyou to worry about this kind of thing like him, this was the last little secret he kept from Ji Wuyou.