Mr. Zhou with dual personality

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Zhou Qi stepped into this ward, his face was calm, but there was a trace of relief in his eyes.

Zhou Ruo was lying on a hospital bed with various instruments inserted into his body. The hospital used the best equipment and medical skills to save his life.

However, Zhou Ruo's life still came to an end.

Zhou Ruo's spirit is very good today, but the patient probably knows that it's just a flashback.

He stared at Zhou Qi with wide eyes, but he was so thin that only his bones were left, and his eyes only let people see his sunken eye sockets, which were dark, giving people the illusion of being watched by a skeleton.

It's just that Zhou Qi can still see the apology and remorse in his eyes. It's true that when a person is about to die, his behavior is good.

Zhou Qi's lips moved, but he didn't speak. He just stood there, neither responding to Zhou Ruo's apology, nor expressing any of his thoughts, as if he was just a stranger.

The sharp sound of the instrument finally interrupted his contemplation, and doctors rushed into the ward and squeezed him aside.Only then did Zhou Qi realize that after standing for so long, his body became numb and stiff.

It's just that he didn't care about it, he just felt that the color of this ward had faded, and the black and white colors were stiff like some kind of old-fashioned film, with low-quality images being played frame by frame.

He stood for a while, and a doctor told him to mourn.

He nodded calmly, unable to tell what it was like.

Sometimes, too much happens to make it impossible to articulate how you feel.

It's just that these emotions of his calmed down when he saw the girl standing at the door of the ward, which only made people feel extremely calm.

Zhou Qi said, let's go home.

The girl froze for a moment, oh, oh.

The full text is over. "

Zhou Ming typed the last word on the computer and breathed a sigh of relief.

I just don't know why, it's obviously the expected ending.

The death of the adoptive father, the inevitable villain in the novel, did not bring him any pleasure, even.

He was a little sad.

But he didn't care about the sudden sadness, he happily ate his supper, then washed up and went to sleep.

He decided to pigeon one day.

Zhou Ming had a dream this night, dreaming of her adoptive father in the novel, Zhou Ruo.

Zhou Ruo is a contradictory person, Zhou Ming, who created this person, knows it.At the beginning, he put a lot of thought into writing this person, even though he never thought about Zhou Ruo's past, he only thought about Zhou Ruo from the perspective of the protagonist.

Still, that's complicated enough.

Zhou Ruo is a kind, cruel and cruel man.

These descriptions are already contradictory. If Zhou is kind, he can feed dozens of stray cats at the same time. The protagonist once saw him squatting in the corner with a smile, gently stroking the cat’s back fur, as if bathed in the holy light Angel; also adopted a protagonist like a stray cat, extremely gentle, holding an orphan to heaven with his hands.

Zhou Ruo is ruthless, the protagonist doesn't know what happened to those cats, but only his own fate.

This extremely gentle angel is only a skin in the end, and one day, this skin is destroyed, revealing the face under the skin.

This face is extremely evil. He is a sadist, a criminal, and the protagonist's nightmare.

At the end of the dream is the scene where the young protagonist is abused by Zhou Ruo, and Zhou Ming can't help but want to run there to protect the protagonist.

In this article, Zhou Ming's favorite is the protagonist.

It can be said that this article is customized for the protagonist.

The protagonist is Zhou Ming's ideal type. Zhou Ming loves him to death and doesn't want the protagonist to be hurt in the slightest, even if he typed out the plot that made him want to curse.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to run in front of the protagonist, the screen turned and Zhou Ming saw Zhou Ruo's face.

Zhou Ruo was already handsome, but now his face was pale, adding to his femininity, Zhou Ming couldn't help but paused hesitantly.

Later, he saw Zhou Ruo talking to himself in a dark room, talking non-stop.

In this dark room, the air was condensed together, so stiff that it couldn’t flow, Zhou Ruo kept talking here, kept talking, Zhou Ming couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable, he couldn’t move, so he could only use this awkward Way to look at Zhou Ruo.

When Zhou Ruo opened his eyes, what he saw was not the ceiling he was most familiar with every day, but a notebook with densely packed data on the display.

His expression was stunned, and he didn't realize what was going on.

Instead, he was a little terrified.

Zhou Ruo is an online writer, and his brains have always been bigger than ordinary people. At this moment, this situation only gave him a bold idea-I wouldn't wear it.

Zhou Ruo saw his own face through the reflection of the laptop screen in front of him.

He took a deep breath, and there was only one thought at the moment—fuck, fuck a little boy.

In the reflection, the face has deep eyes and a straight nose, which makes people think that his facial features are more European.

Even Zhou Ruo's bewildered expression at this moment is not annoying, he is still handsome.

Zhou Ruo, an otaku writer with only an interesting soul, does not have this skin.

Needless to say, time travel is right.

Zhou Ruo thought that he was a little distressed. After all, he used to be very happy. He wrote novels every day to satisfy his desire to become a winner in life, and he fought with friends on the Internet to achieve the purpose of enhancing their relationship.

Although every time I go back to my hometown, my relatives compare my income and my parents urge me to marry, but there are always more happy days than unhappy days.

Zhou Ruo is on the front line of silly music every day, so he really can't understand why the God of Time Traveling chose him in the sea of ​​people.

Zhou Ruo stared at one place in a daze, but the thoughts in his mind had already crossed mountains and reached another place.

It wasn't until the people outside knocked on the door politely three times that he realized that he was a little at a loss.

After all, he really doesn't remember anything.

The door was knocked three more times, and a young voice came from outside the door, with doubts, "Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Ruo was shocked, but he didn't expect that he was wearing a CEO. He felt bitter in his heart, but he pretended to be calm, "Come in."

The secretary opened the door and came in. He didn't find anything unusual, but just put a stack of documents on the table, "Mr. Zhou, here are the materials you asked for."

Zhou Ming nodded pretendingly, but did not speak.

The secretary went out, and the moment the door closed, the expression on Zhou Ruo's face cracked.

He opened the file bitterly, closed it after only a few glances, and sat on the seat with a bit of a headache.

He knew that this kind of professional-level stuff can only be read by professionals, and amateurs like him can only understand the articles separately.

"So, what on earth am I here for?" He complained in a low voice, looking down at his palm.

Unlike the protagonists in those novels, Zhou Ming traveled to the right place, knows everything, and is confident in everything.

He has self-knowledge, knows that he is just a small person, and usually only writes novels for fun.

He has never seen the life of being rich and powerful, let alone letting him manage the company now, it is not something that will be revealed every minute.

He just watched and fell asleep, and when he woke up, he couldn't believe that he could fall asleep.

When I woke up, my mind was clear, as if I had something that writer Zhou Ming didn't have.

Zhou Ming looked at the document on the table and understood it unconsciously. He raised his pen and wrote his name - Zhou Ruo - at the end of the article.

Zhou Ming looked at the paper in disbelief, and at his own hand.

I just did a big thing with my hands, without the consent of my brain.

Suddenly, Zhou Ming's eyes widened, and the name Zhou Ruo flashed in his mind.

God, isn't this the name of the cannon fodder adoptive father in my article!

Is it...

Zhou Ming really couldn't believe that his bad luck had passed through Zhou Ruo's body.

Zhou Ruo is Zhou Ming's most hated character, and he tried his best to make Zhou Ruo worse when he wrote it.

I tried to make all readers hate him. Although at the end of the article, if he died normally, and the protagonist did not take excessive revenge, it is also because the protagonist has a good character.

Therefore, in Zhou Ming's world, Zhou Ruo was so bad that he couldn't be worse.

Even, when he knew that he was dressed as Zhou Ruo, his eyes went dark.

The main character will hate me.he thinks.

But there is no way.he thought again.

Then he sat up straight and began to read the documents on the table.