The demon king who was killed by me came to seek revenge on me

Cen Chu is sleeping, but at this moment he doesn't know that he is dreaming.

I don't know when an old man with wings appeared in front of him with a kind face. His appearance with one hand behind his back made people feel very deep.

"Finally see you, boy."

"Hello, who are you?" He didn't know the person in front of him, but for some reason, he felt familiar.

"You don't know me, and I don't know you, but I know you are a very important person to us, so I want to know something about you, can you tell me your story?"

"It's possible... But why, I don't understand." His words made Cen Chu completely puzzled. After all, a stranger suddenly came to your door and said that he wanted to hear your story. It's too strange.

"Anything is fine, for example, do you know Huonia?" The old man's words carried some temptation.

"Huania?" Cen Chu felt a little familiar. He stroked his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly realized, "Ah, I remembered, Huania is the name of a world I wrote."

"You wrote it?" The old man showed a curious expression.

Because his whole body exudes kindness, Cen Chu let go of all his guard against him, and instead regards him as a partner who can discuss. At this time, when someone mentions his novel, he immediately feels unreserved. Said everything about himself.

"Yes, I wrote a novel called "The Birth of the Demon King". Although it didn't catch on and didn't make me a lot of money, I was really happy when I wrote it." After he said he was happy, he But it stopped abruptly, and he sighed deeply.

"Why do you sigh, child."

Cen Chu buried his face in his palms with some discomfort, but the old man didn't urge him, but instead came over and patted him on the back, his comfort successfully made Cen Chu look up from his negative emotions.

"However, at the last moment, I forgot my original intention, was blinded by my own selfishness, and wrote an ending that I shouldn't have written. I regret it very much..."

"After listening to your words, I know that you are a good boy...but the price of this mistake is too great...too great..."

"What price?" Cen Chu didn't miss his words.

"There is no price, nothing has happened yet, child, since you feel regretful, are you willing to change the ending you wrote down?"

"I think so too, but I'm no longer in that world. If I can log into my author background, then I will definitely change that ending and write my original ending."

"Yes, it's a pity that this method can't be used anymore." The old man lowered his head and said this sentence with a sigh.

After a while, he raised his head and said to Cen Chu: "Then, if there is another way to change all this, would you be willing to do it?"

"Any other way?" Cen Chu suddenly felt that something was wrong with him, and became vigilant in his heart, and did not promise him again.

"You are special to him, and he will not hurt you."

The old man's words made Cen Chu feel even more confused: "What are you talking about?"

"Son, Al is the only protagonist in your novel. He must be special to you. Now that you have seen him with your own eyes and lived with him for a while, can you answer me a question? "

In the dream, Cen Chu subconsciously knew that he was dead, but he didn't think he was in the world of Ronia. After hearing what the old man said, it took him a long time to remember that he was really with Al. live together.

Is he happy?

Cen Chu asked himself in his heart.

He recalled the scenes of getting along with Al, and Al's care, kindness, and gentleness kept flashing in front of him, these are Al's nature.Then scenes of Al's irritability, insomnia, and capriciousness began to appear in his memory, and finally it was fixed on the memory that he almost hurt Sidis and Mu Jiajia.

His loss of control has even gradually spread to hurting the most important partner around him.

Can he be said to be happy like this?

Cen Chu felt his heart being tightened again.

Facing the old man's face, he couldn't speak, and he couldn't say anything against his will.

"not happy."

After saying these three words, he slumped on the ground as if he had lost his support, and his face turned pale.

"Do you want to end his misfortune?"

"think."

Cen Chu raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him with longing eyes.

After seeing his expression like this, the old man took out the hand that had been behind his back all the time, and suddenly there was a short knife in his hand. It turned out that he had been hiding a knife behind his back just now!

Cen Chu showed an expression of disbelief.

"Take it, it can help you end Al's pain." The old man said, squatting in front of Cen Chu, took his hand, and put the short knife in his palm.

Even if he is a fool, now he knows what he wants him to do, he threw the knife in his hand far away, and said firmly: "I don't want it! I have hurt him once, and I regret it so much. How could you hurt him a second time?"

The old man was not angry after being rejected, he stood up with great difficulty on his knees, walked slowly to the place where the dagger fell, bent down to pick it up with difficulty, and walked back to Cen Chu in front of.

Looking at this scene, Cen Chu felt a strange sense of absurdity in his heart. Just now, the old man looked healthy and tough in front of him, but now he seems to be too old to walk?

"Son, you just said your original intention, may I know what your original intention is?"

The original intention of writing novels?

"Because I like it, I want to share the story, and I want to see the protagonist create a beautiful world after going through all kinds of difficulties, and then live happily in that world."

"Is your original intention still there?"

"Now, although he was lost once, but now I have found it."

"However, contrary to expectations, there are two choices in front of you now. Watching this world become what you wrote, a hell full of pain and killing, no one can be happy."

Cen Chu's fingertips were trembling.

"The other option is to take it away, so that not only can ending Al's suffering, but also bring happiness to the world."

Kill Al and save the world?

What kind of bullshit reason, if you say it, I will believe it, could it be that you really think of me as a fool, besides, who are you, why should I believe you?

Now he can see the true face of the old man in front of him, he is definitely not a good person!

The old man only saw Cen Chu swept away his weak state before, stood up resolutely, and looked at himself vigilantly and hostilely.

"I, will never hurt Al, no matter who you are, I advise you to die as soon as possible, hum, goodbye!"

After Cen Chu finished speaking, he didn't respond to the other party's persuasion at all, and turned around firmly to leave.

The old man looked at his back and sighed, the dagger in his hand suddenly turned into pieces of feathers, and then returned to his body, not long after, his aging appearance gradually returned to his previous health Hideo's state.

Cen Chu, who was lying quietly on the bed, quickly opened his eyes, recalling the dream he had just had, the feeling in his chest could not be calmed down for a long time.

He wouldn't do anything to hurt Al.

Cen Chu sat up, moved his gaze, and was instantly amazed by the "Sleeping Beauty" in front of him.Al was lying not far from him and sleeping peacefully, his soft hair was spread messily on the bed, his face sleeping on his side happened to be facing him, this realization made Cen Chu's face turn red all of a sudden .

Seeing that it was getting cold outside, he immediately got out of bed and changed his clothes carefully, for fear of waking Al up.

Just as he was about to open the door to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, Al's sleepy voice suddenly came from behind him: "Where are you going?"

Cen Chu turned around and replied in a low voice: "Good morning, that...I'm going to make breakfast now."

Al supported the bed with his hands and sat up, with his eyelids half-opened, it seemed that he was indeed very, very sleepy now: "Are you hungry?"

"Not yet." Cen Chu shook his head, looking at him with some puzzlement.

"Then come and sleep with me for a while." Al raised a hand and beckoned Cen Chu over.

"Why do you have to accompany me to sleep." It's not a child.

Although Cen Chu said so in his mouth and heart, he obediently went over and put his hand in Al's.

Lying beside Al, Cen Chu twisted his body a little uncomfortably: "Is this...will it be too close?"

Ai Er hugged Cen Chu's waist without opening his eyes, and pulled him closer to him, making what Cen Chu said just now seemed to remind him to get closer.

Cen Chu curled up, not daring to speak or move, but looking around dishonestly.

After a while, he thought that Al had fallen asleep, but he didn't expect that he suddenly opened his eyes without warning, and looked at Cen Chu without blinking, with a serious face.

"What, what's the matter?" Cen Chu subconsciously shrank back in fright.

"Just forgot."

"what?"

"Good morning." As he said that, he kissed the corner of Cen Chu's mouth, then adjusted his comfortable sleeping position, and completely immersed himself in the cage sleep.

Cen Chu covered his mouth, looked at Ai Er and wondered: What did he mean just now, did he forget to say good morning to himself, or did he forget to kiss him before going to bed?

Although he knew that his kiss just now had no special meaning, it was just a step before going to bed, but Cen Chu couldn't help but crack the corners of his mouth, laughing silently like a fool who took advantage.

A good night kiss, a sleep kiss in the morning, a nap kiss at noon, and a goodnight kiss at night.

I wish I could do this every day.

The author has something to say: Hahaha it seems that the old driver did not arrive, but today this one is also very sweet!