Why do I seem to have taken the protagonist's script as a villain?

City A

The edge of a rooftop somewhere.

A sloppy man with a downcast face was sitting in a daze outside the railing of the rooftop.

The man smelled of alcohol, and there were several empty wine bottles lying beside him.

His name is Mo Ling, and he is also a... so-called loser...

Taking out the phone from his arms, a picture of a girl with a somewhat cold temperament appeared on the lock screen.

Looking at the picture, a trace of nostalgia flashed in Mo Ling's eyes.

The girl in the picture is Chu Xue, her childhood sweetheart who grew up with her.

Although...it seems like they haven't seen each other for a long time.

After struggling for a while, Mo Ling dialed the number he had not called for a long time.

"Beep, beep, beep"~", a mechanical sound came from the mobile phone.

While waiting, he suddenly felt envious as he looked at the crowds of people below him who were constantly shuttling through the bustling city.

The sun is shining brightly and there are no clouds in the sky. Today is indeed a good day for shopping.

If he hadn't chosen that way in the first place.

Will the ending be different?

Soon, the call was answered: "Mo Ling?"

A woman's clear and melodious voice came from the phone, with a coldness and alienation in her voice.

"It's me." Listening to the familiar voice on the other end, Mo Ling couldn't help but smile and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Long time no see. How are you... lately?"

"..."

There was silence on the phone.

After a while, the woman's voice sounded again: "I am definitely doing better than you anyway, why are you looking for me just to ask such boring things?"

On the other end of the phone, a beautiful-looking woman wearing black professional attire sat at her desk and frowned slightly: "If you don't have anything else to do, I'll hang up."

After saying that, he was ready to hang up the phone.

But just when she was about to press the hands-free button, she suddenly changed her actions and put the phone to her ear:

"Hey, Mo Ling, do you really have nothing to say?"

After all, Chu Xue was still a little worried about this childhood sweetheart who grew up with her.

The other party is good at everything, but he is stubborn and stubborn!

“…”

"Mo Ling?"

Finally, the long silence on the other side of the phone made Chu Xue feel that something was wrong.

"I'm sorry...Xiaoxue."

At this time, Ling Mo's low apology finally sounded on the other end of the phone. There was a hint of guilt and exhaustion in his voice, which made Chu Xue's heart shrink suddenly.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little flustered.

"Where are you now!" Chu Xue asked hurriedly, suppressing the uneasiness in her heart.

But on the other end of the phone, there was silence again.

"Hey, Aling!! Why did you suddenly stop talking!! Where are you! Don't scare me, okay!!"

Her tone became more and more urgent, and by the end there was a hint of crying in her voice.

"Xiaoxue." Listening to the anxious and worried tone of the woman on the phone, Mo Ling, who felt the cold wind, lowered his head, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes:

"I left some things at my old house. If you have time, could you please pick them up for me?"

"And..." Mo Ling paused and suddenly raised his head and said with a smile, "Actually, I... I have never hated you, Xiaoxue."

"Mo Ling..."

Before Chu Xue finished speaking, a busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

Chu Xue stood there blankly holding her cell phone, and did not come back to her senses for a long time.

He has never hated himself?

.........

"it's over...."

On the other side, setting the phone to factory reset, Mo Ling looked up at the blue sky, feeling lost in thought.

Anyway, that's it...

That's good, at least from now on, he doesn't have to live so tiredly anymore.

Closing his eyes, he stood up, stretched out his arms, and leaned forward slightly. He wanted to hug the blue sky and white clouds at the end.

......

At some point, it began to rain slowly in the clear sky, and the pedestrians around gradually dispersed.

"Plop, tap" water splashed on the ground, one drop, two drops, accumulating more and more...

The bright red is breathtaking.

........

I don’t know how long it took...

"Hey, are you okay?" A concerned and soft voice faintly came from my ear.

"I'm not dead yet?"

"No way..."

"You didn't fall to death from the twentieth floor?"

Looking for the voice, Mo Ling opened his eyes with some difficulty. The light he had not seen for a long time made him rub his eyes in discomfort.

"I... I'm probably fine..." Mo Ling tried his best to force out a pale smile after moving his stiff body a little.

After observing the surrounding environment, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

At this time, although he still kept a smile on his face, he was already starting to feel nervous inside.

Where is this place?Why are you here?

The tattered clothes he was wearing didn't seem to be the ones he wore when doing "bungee jumping without safety ropes".

This style looks a bit like it was worn by people in ancient times.

Also, what’s going on with the river next to it that has no end in sight?

Why is the river water inside so dark?

The surrounding area was filled with gloom and gloom. Could it be that he was dragged to this wilderness by human traffickers to get him raped?

After making a set of guesses, Mo Ling couldn't help but tremble.

He lowered his head and checked his body again. After confirming that he was still intact, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, can you still go?"

The gentle female voice beside him sounded again.

"What a familiar voice..." After hearing the voice, Mo Ling turned his attention to the girl beside him who was speaking.

The girl in front of him was estimated to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was a head shorter than him. She was wearing a lavender dress that perfectly displayed her exquisite curves.

The small dimples on her face, coupled with the quiet and well-behaved temperament of the girl, make her look like a girl next door.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Mo Ling's eyes were slightly dull:

"Chu Xue, you're in the wilderness, why are you playing cosplay here?" Mo Ling walked around the girl several times, looking a little surprised.

To be honest, it seemed like he had never seen his violent childhood sweetheart act weak.

"This fabric, this material, this style..."

"Tsk, tsk, the fabric you are wearing is simply not of the same quality as my rags!"

Looking at the familiar face, Mo Ling felt a little relieved.

After jumping off the rooftop, Mo Ling felt as if he had had a strange dream.

That dream was very long.There, there is no day or night, no sky or earth.

He felt like a speck of dust drowning in the sea of ​​nothingness. Whenever he tried to open his eyes, the only thing he could see was endless darkness.

Over time, he wanted to stop opening his eyes, stop struggling, and just quietly immerse himself in the darkness.

Until an unknown amount of time passed, an unknown force suddenly lifted his body up from below.

He felt the darkness around him gradually disappear.

At the end, he seemed to see a dazzling golden light...

"Well, sir...".

At this time, the girl shouted to interrupt Ling Mo's thoughts:

"You may have mistaken the person. My name is not Chu Xue."