Master, he always wants to leave me

Just when Su Yao was stunned because of the broken personality, he felt like he had a dream.

The content of the dream was probably how he retrieved Ling Wu'an and Ling Wuzheng back then.

At that time, the relationship between the system and him was not as "harmonious" as it is now. He confronted the system every day, was beaten by the system every day, or was forced to start all over again.

If Su Yao remembered correctly, that day was also a snowy night.

The system looked at Su Yao who had been lingering and refusing to enter the Earth Temple near the slums, and the mechanized voice was full of dissatisfaction:

"Drip, please follow the development of the plot and accept Ling Wu'an and Ling Wuzheng as his apprentices."

In the ruined temple, two little kids huddled together, kept each other warm, and had been peeping quietly. Su Yao couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and said angrily:

"Don't be in a hurry, okay! I know that I will be killed by Ling Wuzheng, why should I accept him as my apprentice?!"

He is not a fool, but he is the author who knows all the plots. If it weren't for the restrictions of the system, he might have ran over to kill Ling Wuzheng on the first day he came to this world.

The first strike is stronger, and the later strike suffers!

"Hey, how many times have I said that the author is punished for transmigrating into the book, not to reach the pinnacle of life."

The system really, really wanted to electrocute Su Yao to death. It had never encountered such a difficult host who also liked to fight against it.

"..."

Su Yao was speechless. As early as when he experienced Lin Shuyao's youth, he had already accepted that he would not be able to reach the pinnacle of life. The problem is, this is completely different from accepting Ling Wuzheng as his disciple!

The host and the system, whose brain circuits are not in line at all, are secretly despising each other behind their backs.

Su Yao never stepped in.

The wind and snow outside the temple was whistling, and Su Yao was chilled all over from the cold, but he still stood quietly outside, never taking a step inside.

The system didn't force him either, the golden book seemed to be thinking about something, and it didn't punish or coerce Su Yao.

Until a voice suddenly came from the two children...

"Woooooo, don't die... don't die..."

The sound of sobbing rang out in the dilapidated earth temple, and Su Yao's body trembled uncontrollably. His face was a little pale, and his fists were tightly pulled to death.

Is someone dead inside?

who is it?Is it Ling Wuzheng, or Ling Wu'an?

Until the system beeped, reminding him that the mission failed.

"Drip, warn the author, Ling Wuzheng died, the mission failed."

Su Yao was about to jump up happily, Ling Wuzheng was dead hahahahaha, he wanted to go in and accept Ling Wu'an as his apprentice.

But in the next second, the system's icy voice drowned Su Yao in great pain.

"Drip, the mission failed, please accept the punishment and force it to start over."

"Ahhhhhhh-"

Su Yao held his head and screamed. He gasped heavily, his body trembling due to the violent electric current. He fell on the snow ground and could not help but curl up, enduring the great pain caused by the electric shock.

This is not enough to hit Su Yao.

Su Yao struggled, and heard the last sentence of the system in disbelief, "Start again?"What's the meaning?

Before he could react from the severe pain, he felt dizzy and dizzy. Then, when he came back to his senses, he changed from curled up to standing in the snow next to the Earth Temple , the wind and snow were still whistling past Su Yao's reddened ears.

He still had the pain of being shocked by the electric shock all over his body, and he resented the scene in front of him extremely.

"Why, can't I just accept Ling Wu'an as a disciple?"

Su Yao's eyes were almost red, and he asked the system in his mind word by word.

He doesn't like Ling Wuzheng.

I don't like it very much.

Obviously when Ling Wuzheng was first set...he was so secretly happy, but also secretly sad...

If he hadn't traveled through this book, he would never have thought that he would have such a strong resistance to Ling Wuzheng.

The system's voice was also full of impatience, and it almost asked narrowly:

"Hey, you created Ling Wuzheng with your own hands, and now you want to abandon him, Su Yao, you are so cruel."

Hearing this, Su Yao who was standing in the wind and snow was almost suffocated, he was sensitively aware that the system seemed to know his affairs very well.

He just stood there, motionless.

"Have you investigated me?"

"Drip, no."

Before Su Yao could ask the next question, there was another cry from the Earth Temple, and then the system reminded him again that he had failed the mission, accepted the punishment, and started over again.

Su Yao once again tasted the great pain of being shocked by the electric shock. His whole body twitched, his veins bulged, and he fell to the ground, dying.

Then the scene changed again, he was standing in front of the Earth Temple...

The golden book turned the pages: "Dick, Su Yao, have you ever thought that maybe it's just a game for you now, but for NPCs, they are experiencing pain again and again."

"..." Hehe, labor and management don't eat the sensational card.

He looked at the two small figures through the broken window, expressionless.

In the cold, the two little kids hugged each other tightly, their breath getting weaker and weaker.

"I just want to accept Ling Wu'an as a disciple."

Su Yao was a little annoyed.

"Hey, if you really don't want to accept Ling Wuzheng as a disciple, then I can let other people accept Ling Wuzheng, but as for how the plot will collapse, I can't control it."

"..."

Su Yao raised his eyebrows, this is probably the first time the system has compromised.

The system didn't seem to care about this, it followed Su Yao's gaze at Ling Wuzheng and Ling Wu'an.

There seemed to be some inexplicable sigh in the last voice.

"Hey, in your eyes, maybe they are just npcs, just a piece of data. But in my eyes, they are human beings just like me."

real people.

"They will also be in pain, they will also be sad, and they will also experience death again and again, and rebirth of despair again and again."

"Drip, if even you, as the author, are planning to give up Ling Wuzheng, I have nothing to say. He has no meaning of existence."

"..."

When the system was planning to operate in the dark, Su Yao didn't know what happened to him at that time. He had already become a sight standing outside the Earth Temple, but he pushed open the broken door and walked in by a ghost.

Just like that, he hugged the two cold children who had fallen into a coma in his arms, and ran towards the nearest hospital.

"Doctor, doctor, open the door! My child has a fever!"

Su Yao slammed on the wooden door of the medical hall. In the middle of the night, he ran wildly on the deserted and silent street.

He had never been so anxious before, it was the first time he held a child, and he who always hated children found that the two small bodies in his arms were so fragile...

He only needs to stretch out his hand gently to strangle them to death.

Are these really the two children he wrote?

But why...why...

Why, Ling Wu'an is obviously the protagonist, and Ling Wuzheng will become the pinnacle of this world in the future...

Su Yao recalled how elated he was when he first wrote "Enchanted", staying up late to search for information, discussing the plot with Deng Yu, and writing the last chapters with millions of words.

They are the characters that he wrote with his own hands day and night.

When he wrote that Ling Wuzheng killed Lin Shuyao, it was only to fulfill his own selfish desire.

But, why now...even I want to abandon them.

"Doctor, doctor, save them!"

Su Yao pretended to be calm and tried to play the role of Lin Shuyao according to the plot told by the system, but he didn't know that his voice was trembling at this moment.

Seeing the two little milk babies trying to get closer to his embrace because of the cold, Su Yao lowered his head and rubbed his warm face against those two cold, purple little faces, trying to transmit his own warmth to them.

Fuck it, Ling Wuzheng killed Lin Shuyao when he killed Lin Shuyao, so what if he is Lin Shuyao now?Ling Wuzheng and Ling Wu'an are bound together, it is impossible for him to just abandon Ling Wuzheng.

What's more, as an author, no matter how scumbag he is, he can't abandon any of the characters in his writing.

He wants to see Ling Wu'an become a god with his own eyes, and see Ling Wuzheng become the way of heaven.

He wants to watch them go to the pinnacle of life, and he wants everyone to be in awe of them and worship them.

No one can abandon them again.

For the first time, Su Yao felt that wearing a book was so real.

Compared to the systematic electric shock, Lin Shuyao's role-playing...is only because of Ling Wuzheng and Ling Wu'an.

Then the doctor of the medical center hurriedly got up at night, opened the door, and took Su Yao and the two little milk babies in.

Su Yao didn't know that his fate would be tied to Ling Wu'an and Ling Wu'an from then on.

When Su Yao recalled the past in the future, when he remembered this past, the system popped up to mock him.

"Hey, hey, didn't you say you don't eat sensational cards?"

After realizing it later, Su Yao suddenly realized that she had been fooled: "Hehe, damn it."

The system frankly admitted that he had used a little trick, but that was all a thing of the past.

Now the system asks Su Yao: "Hey, do you still want to accept them as disciples?"

Years later, Su Yao thought of himself who was running wildly in the wind and snow with two children in his arms, and suddenly smiled, his brows and eyes stretched.

His expression when he spoke was divine and focused.

"No, they are the best gift God has given me."

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When Su Yao was awakened by the crying in his ear, he frowned and opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw a little milk baby hugging his leg and crying silently, his small body trembling, and his big eyes were full of tears. They were all tears, a bright red flame between the eyebrows was very conspicuous on the snow-white skin, and Su Yao really wanted to pinch the snow-white small lotus arms.

Before he died, he was already cried to death by this brat.

"Master, master... woo woo woo... what's wrong with you..."

Seeing that Su Yao had woken up, the little milk baby hurriedly wanted to rush over, but was glanced at by another delicate child with icy brows, tears swirling, hugged Su Yao's leg, and did not dare to rush over.

A warm towel was gently applied to Su Yao's face, and the child beside him was carefully scrubbing his face and his hands for Su Yao.

Only then did Su Yao realize that he had somehow returned to his own Taoist temple. He was lying on the bed in the inner hall, covered with a thick quilt, and his tattered Taoist robe had been taken off, and he was wearing a white inner garment.

One of the two little apprentices was standing at the head of the bed, wiping his face and hands with hot water, and the other was sitting at the end of the bed with tears in his eyes, hugging his cold feet, trying to warm him up.

No matter how tough Su Yao's heart was, his heart softened. He stood up, moved outside, and hugged Ling Wu'an, whose face was flushed from the cold, into the warm blanket.

"Wu'an, come and give me a hug for the teacher."

"Master, it's so warm in the bed."

Ling Wu'an pouted, hugged Su Yao tightly, with a pitiful tone, and looked up at Su Yao's innocent face.

Su Yao was instantly killed by this pitiful expression with tears in his eyes.

He doesn't like children, but he likes cute things.

Just when his blood tank was empty and he was in a dizzy state, he found Ling Wuzheng who was still frowning and looking at them, still wringing a towel in his hand.

Between Ling Wuzheng's eyebrows is an extremely beautiful snow-white icicle, while between Ling Wu'an's eyebrows is a bright red flame. This is the feature set by Su Yao in the second year of middle school.

"Brother, come up quickly, the bed is so warm."

"Wu Zheng, you come up too, let Teacher give you a good hug."

The expressionless child glanced at Ling Wu'an first, and Ling Wu'an immediately lay quietly in Su Yao's arms and stopped talking, and then Ling Wuzheng looked at Su Yao, as if he didn't like Su Yao's coaxing the child. Don't buy it.

Ling Wuzheng put on a delicate and lovely face, and said solemnly: "Dirty."

Su Yao understood in seconds that Ling Wuzheng meant that they went to bed without taking a shower and they were dirty, but Su Yao looked at him and insisted that Ling Wuzheng come up too.

In the end, unable to resist Su Yao's eyes, the serious Ling Wuzheng frowned, and obediently climbed onto Su Yao's bed, and slipped into Su Yao's arms.

It was even more snowy outside, and there was a small stove in the inner hall filled with charcoal, and the charcoal was burning red.

The two children clung to Su Yao tightly, and the blanket was extremely warm.

"How did you two get me back?"

If it is correct, he should have fallen in the bamboo forest behind the Taoist temple, but with the two children Ling Wu'an and Ling Wuzheng, it is impossible to carry him back.

"Drag it back."

Ling Wuzheng said with a blank face, and Ling Wu'an also obediently agreed with Ling Wuzheng. In his eyes, Ling Wuzheng was the boss.

"..."

A scene of two short-legged children appeared in Su Yao's mind, one of them was holding his foot and dragging him back like garbage.

Emmmmm might as well not ask.