After breaking up, I picked up a beautiful vampire girl

When the shrill sound of sirens surrounded the entrance of the building of this Internet technology company.

The man is still trying his best to write the last chapter.

“Lin Ziyu…? Lin Ziyu! Where’s the outline…? There’s no outline at the end. How should I write…how should I write?!”

The long period of time without Lin Ziyu's voice in the earphones and the sirens downstairs made his hands tremble constantly.

Lin Ziyu came to know this world, and after realizing that this world was not the so-called reality, he became a point of contradiction in this world.

Since it does not belong, it should not exist. If it exists, it means that it has a certain rationality.

If the two contradict each other.

Then there must be something wrong with the world. A world with problems is an abnormal anchor point.

This is the effect that Lin Ziyu wants to create.

But what happens next?

The man couldn't waste any time here any longer. The police would be here soon, and if he was caught now, he wouldn't be able to clear himself of any suspicion.

The cracks in this world now are not enough to achieve the effect that Lin Ziyu wanted, but he did not send the subsequent plot direction to himself, and no sound came from the headphones.

So he tried to write something, but he didn't know if it would be of any use, and now he had no time.

The man hugged his laptop tightly as if it was more important than his life.

His footsteps were quick and heavy, and his heartbeat echoed in his chest like a drum.

His eyes quickly scanned the corridor, searching for any possible escape route.

The elevator's indicator light flashed, indicating that it was slowly rising, which gave him an unprecedented sense of urgency.

It's almost 2 o'clock now, it's impossible for anyone to come back here to work, so the person who came is obviously a policeman, or... or someone else.

The man didn't dare to stay any longer. He turned around and rushed towards the stairwell.

The stairwell was dimly lit, save for the occasional flashlight beam flickering below.

He knew that the light of those flashlights represented the presence of pursuers, who were approaching step by step.

"What should I do? What should I do?" He muttered to himself, with despair in his voice.

But he didn't have time to wallow in panic, he had to find a way out.

He chose to go up the stairs, even though it wasn't an ideal option.

The man's body seemed to have not been exercised much and was not adapted to this high-intensity exercise. His breathing soon became rapid, and sweat slid down his forehead, blurring his vision.

But he couldn't stop, he had to keep going.

With every level he climbed, his physical strength was consumed, but his will became stronger.

He heard the footsteps getting closer downstairs, the clear sound of the elevator door opening, and the vague conversations that made his heart beat faster.

He clenched his teeth and resisted the urge to stop and rest.

He knew that if he stopped, he might never get up again. He had to keep crawling until he found safety, or until he found a way to escape.

but......

Climbing up, is there really such a place...

bang-

With a loud bang, he broke open the door to the top floor of the 40th floor.

This door seemed to be the last obstacle to freedom, and he pushed it open with his last bit of strength.

Then the next second, his body seemed to lose support and he fell to the ground.

Now he could no longer move a step and could only lie on his back on the ground, gasping for breath.

His lungs felt like they were about to explode, and every breath was accompanied by severe pain.

“Cough…cough cough…”

His heartbeat gradually calmed down, but the physical fatigue would not dissipate.

The weather forecast says it will be nice tonight.

But when he looked up, there were only dark clouds in the sky, without a single star.

This made him feel ironic. Perhaps it was a trick of fate. Even though he tried his best to escape to the roof, the sky was still gloomy.

No matter how hard I try, I still can't see the light.

He subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to touch the sky.

He waved his fingers gently in the air, as if he could feel the invisible force separating him from the sky.

Now he was lying on the roof of the 40th floor, 120 meters from the ground, but even so, that sky, even those dark clouds were still so far away.

He closed his eyes and felt the night breeze.

Or... let's just end it like this.

It might be a good idea to stop here.

Just then, he heard footsteps.

That was the sound of high heels stepping on the concrete floor, so he propped himself up and sat up.

Sure enough, the devil-like woman was walking towards him step by step. She even arrived here before him... ?

"Editor-in-Chief Bai..."

The man held the laptop tightly in his arms, but the woman seemed to have no interest in it at all.

She walked up to the man, squatted down, and whispered, "Didn't we agree to open a new book and follow the routine? Even if it doesn't become popular, you can still get the royalties and won't starve to death."

"Look at what's happened now. It's impossible to publish a new book. The internet is full of people scolding you. Why bother? I'm afraid no editorial department will dare to sign a contract with you even if you change your name in the future."

The woman pretended to be regretful and said, finally she changed the subject, supporting her chin with her hand and looking at the man.

"As we agreed before, I'll give you another chance. It's not that there is no market for the stories you like to write, but it takes too much energy and cost for us to promote them."

"It might be very popular after it's launched, but if it fails, we'll lose everything. How could we possibly bet on a mediocre person like you?"

The woman tapped her lips lightly with her little finger. She seemed to enjoy the frightened look on the man in front of her because of her words.

"But...if you can give up this book and promise to listen to me and do as I say in the future, I can give you a chance, a chance to become famous."

"Why do you have to think about it? You just typed a book ending at the end of the chapter. Is it that difficult?"

"Don't be silly. Are you thinking that this book is your child, your hard work? This is not the first time you have cut a book."

The man said nothing, just stared at the woman.

"Ah......"

The man suddenly laughed.

When Bai Ling heard the chuckle, the expression on her face gradually turned cold.

"what are you laughing at?"

"I always thought you wanted me to finish the book because I was out of control, but just now, I think I know the answer."

"What do you mean?"

"...You are afraid of this book. No, it is this false world you created... You are afraid of this book."

A hint of coldness slowly flashed across the woman's eyes, and then she smiled faintly.

"you caught me?"