The author travels through the revenge war

The outside world joined forces to attack Tiandao, and Han Yuchen had to go out to preside over the overall situation.

But no matter how difficult and busy he is, he will always spare some time to accompany Yang Baoqiu at the bottom of the cliff.He always thought that after the matter came to an end, he would live in seclusion with him.Never go out again.

But during this time, every time he came back, his face would become darker and darker.

Finally, there was no way to ignore the traces of other people's lives that Yang Baoqiu hadn't even covered up.

"Who is it?" He gritted his teeth and asked Yang Baoqiu, suppressing his desire to kill someone.

"Some old friends." Yang Baoqiu, who was drawing on the paper with a pen, didn't even bother him.During this period of time, he fell in love with painting, and was very pleased to find that his talent was very high, so no matter who it was, he didn't care when he was painting.

But Han Yuchen obviously didn't know this, and his fists clenched even tighter.Yang Baoqiu's hate and ignorance are the last attitude he wants to face.

He would never get angry with Yang Baoqiu, so those people, those who dare to sneak in here under the guise of this, must be prepared to bear his anger.

On the contrary, Yang Baoqiu felt that the past few days had been very fulfilling. One after another, beautiful men came to him, and they all seemed to be familiar with the original owner. He also discovered an interesting fact.

Yang Xuantian, Chen Changqing, Liao Wuchen, Shen Fengyin, Long Aotian, Yan Zixi.Including his own name, Yang Baoqiu.

Both are characters from novels written in dark times.

So, did he time travel to a fan in his own novel?Which reader who can't stand the past wrote the warm and slightly sadistic fanfic by himself?The reason why it is said to be slightly abused is because Han Yuchen, there is no man in this novel who is currently occupying him.

Since the encounter with Yan Zixi six days ago, he has encountered a small Gong in the book every day.

five days ago.

He picked up a red rope on the road, which was very long and had no end in sight.

So, I picked up the rope out of curiosity and started to walk forward, holding the red rope while walking.

After walking a long way, a figure appeared in front of him.

Wearing a purple robe, holding a bow and arrow, and lavender star eyes.

In his hand, he held the other end of the red thread.

Liao Wuchen saw that he was not going any further, so he raised his leg and approached Yang Baoqiu while wrapping the red rope around his hand.

Get close to him and hug him.

"I finally caught you."

You and I have gone through together "Never leave and never abandon" and agreed that we will never leave this life and never give up in the next life.

No matter who you are, whether it is Mr. Ruyu, Mo Wushuang, or Yang Baoqiu, you are the one I recognize.

Four days ago.

At dusk, there was a lonely voice on the lawn by the river.

It looks brilliant under the sunlight.

He strolled forward and stopped in front of him.

"Mind if I sit down?"

Due to the backlight, Long Aotian couldn't see Yang Baoqiu's face clearly, but the unusually familiar voice made his heart tighten, and he agreed to his approach without thinking for a moment.

The strange and beautiful face was not the ordinary one in his memory, but it made him find Gu Yu's shadow.

"My name is Long Aotian." He opened his mouth like a ghost, just for the sound in his heart...

"Ah Tian?"

Yang Baoqiu tilted his head, but saw Long Aotian suddenly smiled and hugged himself.

He hugged her very tightly, as if he was afraid that he would disappear.

Feeling the temperature of the person in his arms, Long Aotian curled the corners of his mouth in satisfaction,

This is good, this is good.

three days ago.

Yang Baoqiu turned off the lights and was just about to go to sleep.Probably the moon was blocked by clouds, and there was hardly a trace of light.

"Are you afraid?" The sudden voice startled him.

The man in the dark couldn't see his face clearly, but he asked the same question again with great persistence.

"It's so dark, are you afraid?"

Yang Baoqiu suddenly smiled and asked, "Why are you afraid?"

The man opposite was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly.

He is no longer the child who is afraid of the dark, or rather, the reason why the child is afraid of the dark is probably because of his disguise.

Yang Baoqiu felt the emotions of the other person in the same room very sensitively, and he suddenly raised his lips and smiled while lying on the bed.

"But, I'm afraid of the cold."

Yang Xuantian raised his head in surprise.He looked at the person on the bed that he was thinking about.Then she smiled helplessly, took off her clothes and went to bed, and hugged his thin body.

No matter what he becomes, he is the one I love.

two days ago.

Someone broke in while eating, and was watched all the time while eating, even if the person watching was a very handsome man, Yang Baoqiu couldn't just eat like this without doing anything anymore.

"You are?" He put down his chopsticks and looked at the silent person standing there.

Chen Changqing looked away from the plate of half-eaten scrambled eggs with green peppers on the table, and stared at Yang Baoqiu's face.A face that has five points of similarity with Yang Qiu.

"..." He was still holding the bell he gave him back then, but now that they meet again, they don't know what to say.

He is not the dazed Yang Qiu, and he is no longer the Chen Changqing that year.

Although when Shen Fengyin asked him if he found out that Yang Qiu was not Yang Qiu, he answered so simply, but when he actually faced it, he really didn't know what to do.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yang Baoqiu got up suddenly: "Come here at this time, haven't you eaten yet? I'll go get you a bowl of noodles."

There was no extra meal, so he had to go into the kitchen and plan to cook for this sudden visitor.

Chen Changqing waited for a while, then looked at the steaming clear water in front of him, and then looked at Yang Baoqiu through the steam on the surface. At this moment, Yang Baoqiu seemed to coincide with the Yang Qiu in his memory, stirring his mood.

Feeling sore in his heart, he immediately lowered his head and quickly ate the noodles to cover up his emotions.

yesterday.

Yang Baoqiu planned to take a good look at the scenery at the bottom of the cliff, so he wandered casually.

Suddenly, there was a strong smell of alcohol.

On a big tree not far away, there was a man sitting. Even if he was holding a big wine tank like a drunkard, he couldn't hide the aura that emanated from his body unconsciously.

He invited Yang Baoqiu to drink with him, and Yang Baoqiu, who had nothing else to do, readily agreed, climbed up the tree, and sat there with the man to drink.

The slightly drunk man looked at him with fascination.

He stretched out his fingers and stroked his head as if confirming something.

"If it was him, he would definitely clap my hand away."

Shen Fengyin smiled, but a little sad.

This person is almost completely different from that person.

who is he?The original Yang Baoqiu?

After thinking about it carefully, I don't think Yang Baoqiu's personality would pat other people's hands.

A man who has always been strong will only rest assured of all his defenses in front of him.

Shen Fengyin had a sore nose, and looked up at the sky, trying to force back the tears that were about to burst out.But a warm hand wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes.

"Don't cry."

Shen Fengyin stared blankly at the person sitting beside her, and responded.

He is him after all, whether it is Yang Baoqiu or Liu Xiqiu, no matter how different his personality is from before, the essence is still the same.

So, he said to him: "Let's get to know each other again, my name is Shen Fengyin."

……

So today, who will it be?The only one who didn't show up was Murong Chenxi?

Thinking this way, a sudden gust of wind blows, Yang Baoqiu doesn't pay attention, and the paper on the table is blown away by the wind in an instant.

He was taken aback for a moment, immediately put down his pen, and chased him out the door.

As soon as I took a step out, I stayed there.

The handsome man in blue was holding his unfinished work, with a polite smile on his lips.

"The painting is beautiful."

Murong Chenxi smiled, stepped forward and handed the painting back to Yang Baoqiu: "It's not as good as a real person."

The person in the painting was drawn by Yang Baoqiu according to his current appearance.If you have a good skin, you will also be a good model.

"Thank you for the compliment."

"I'm not complimenting you." The smile on Murong Chenxi's face has disappeared, "The elder brother who was played on by his playful younger brother is quite angry now."

A feeling of guilty conscience emerged from the bottom of my heart.Yang Baoqiu smiled dryly: "I don't remember anything now, no matter what I did before, just forget it."

"This time, is it true?" Murong Chenxi stepped forward and patted Yang Baoqiu's head, his voice subconsciously carried the previous pampering.

Yang Baoqiu said immediately: "Really, I promise."

He didn't lie, this situation is almost the same as frustration.

"I believe in you." Murong Chenxi took his hand and placed a kiss on his face.

No matter what time, he is willing to believe him.No matter how many times you've been cheated, it's still the same.

……

Yang Baoqiu looked out the window boredly, since Murong Chenxi came here two days ago, no one came here again, not even Han Yuchen who would spare time to see him no matter how busy he was, never appeared again.

What happened?

The door was suddenly pushed open, and he looked up.

He met the face of an old man who seemed to be exhausted.