I don't like the male lead at all [Quick Transmigration]

It hurts so bad it's about to burst.Can mental exhaustion lead to a nervous breakdown?Lin Xi is not sure, but now he has a headache to the point of a nervous breakdown.

Lin Xi hugged her head, trying to relieve the pain, but couldn't.The pain entangled him and never left him.

Someone behind him hugged him and took off his hands that tortured him.The slightly cool fingers massaged the temples with heavy and slow massages, and pressed the thumbs in circles on the back of the head. Lin Xi suddenly felt a rush of cool air, and his brain gradually became clear.

Opening his eyes, Lin Xi looked at the person behind him and said, "Garcia?"

The man was a little unhappy, and continued to massage him with his hands, saying: "You are really deep into the drama."

Lin Xi froze in vain, I swear, edit chicory, edit chicory, edit chicory.

"Edit Chicory." Lin Xi murmured, oh my god, what kind of Tai Sui did he do this year, why is he so unlucky.

"Okay, get up and go out to eat. Don't stay in the house, you'll be spoiled."

Lin Xi: "..."

Drowsily being put on his clothes, and being dragged out by the editor's arm in a daze, Lin Xi suddenly remembered what he had overlooked with a gust of breeze.

What about Zhao Qin?Where's Zhao Qin? Where's Zhao Qin?

It's over, it won't be destroyed by the editor Chicory, right?

Following behind the tall figure of the editor Juju, Lin Xi secretly took out her mobile phone and opened her own text, starting from where she left off last time.This time he didn't get any extra information, his article was exactly the same as what he experienced, and he didn't write about the ending of the narrow encounter between editor Juju and Zhao Qin after he entered the third world.

Walking all the way to the food stall, Lin Xi tried several times, but in the end she didn't open her mouth to ask that question.

"You like it here, how is it? Which one do you want to eat?"

Lin Xi's hairs stood on end, and he said awkwardly: "Editor Juju, it's noisy here, and it doesn't matter if we go to other places." The editor Juju of his family especially hates noisy places, and he never eats food stalls.He likes a quiet place that is absolutely clean and tidy. Here, he doubts that even the editors will touch their chopsticks.

The editor patted Lin Xi's head with a big hand, followed his line of sight, and walked into the "Na's shop" following his gaze.

The person opposite put the menu in front of him and said, "Order."

Lin Xi nervously ordered, while explaining: "Editor Juju, this place is the cleanest and most hygienic, don't worry. And the environment of this place is nice and quiet, but it's noisy outside, which can't be controlled."

Just as he was talking, the editor got up and went out. After a while, he came back and sat down again, and said to him, "Afraid of noise? It's all right now, let's eat with peace of mind."

Lin Xi: "!!!,???"

As expected, it became quiet outside, Lin Xi's eyes widened, and she really wanted to rush out to see what was going on.And, miss the point, okay?He's not afraid of noise at all, isn't he afraid... Afraid of disturbing him?

Even though she thought so, there were inexplicably little stars in front of her eyes, Lin Xi sniffed with a smile.If he can enter the editor's perspective, he will find that he is smiling extremely brightly and cheaply!

What to do, he was worn out by wearing books.Things that he never dared to think about before, now his mind is full of pink bubbles, and this little action of editing has completely brought him into the role of indifference and doting, ahhh!

"Editor Chicory, what do you like to eat?" Lin Xixing stared at the handsome guy opposite.

The editor looked at the menu and said, "Order everything you like, that's all." He said and handed the menu to the waiter.

It's over, he thinks he's really broken.

The editor really didn't touch his chopsticks. Lin Xi was really hungry. When he was half full, he felt a little embarrassed to see the editor who hadn't touched the food.

"Edit chicory, don't you like eating it?"

The expression of the person on the opposite side remained unchanged, and he said flatly: "There are too many spicy peppers, I can't eat them."

Lin Xi instantly felt ashamed. His editor was very strict with him, and he was almost always cold-faced but never gentle, let alone praised.But in fact, it is very good for him. Any editor will come to take care of the author when he is sick, and not once or twice.After recovering from the first shock, Lin Xi seemed to have gotten used to the fact that the editor would definitely show up when he had a cold and fever, but he never thought about the reason.

It seems that subconsciously, these have been taken for granted.

His editor knows that he loves food stalls and spicy food, and a meal without a strong taste is like not eating.He has to exercise every morning, and on weekends he goes to the fitness club to fight boxing. Every time a new version of the game is released, he will be caught by the team leader and put on top of the bag to open up wasteland for a few days.There are many, many details.

The editor seems to know all of this. Now that he thinks about it carefully, Lin Xi can't figure out how the editor can understand his life so clearly bit by bit.And he, apart from the habits of a few editors in particular, seems to know nothing about him.

He didn't even know that the editor didn't eat spicy food. Lin Xi smashed the spicy fish piece that the editor had picked up in the bowl. What a failure!In an instant, my appetite was gone.

"Edit Chicory, would you like two light dishes?"

Editor: "I've eaten it. Are you sure you're full?" The editor's eyes fell on the smashed and unrecognizable piece of fish.

Lin Xi gave a low grace, and poked the vegetables in the bowl once and for all.After being sentimental for a while, he still thought of Zhao Qin who might have been mutilated with a sense of responsibility.

I don't know how to speak at all, how did the editor Chiju stay expressionless, as if nothing happened?

Lin Xi probably spent several lifetimes of courage, and asked tentatively: "Editor Juju, that, you came to my house today..."

"I brought you some medicine, and by the way, I told you that you don't need to update it so fast."

"Then that person when you came here..." He didn't dare to ask at all. Lin Xi deliberately ignored the scene that was seen by the editor Juju. Now that he thought about it, how could he ask?Where's that guy you saw having sex with me?Nonsence!

"who?"

Lin Xi was taken aback, and spoke faster: "That's the person you met in my bedroom, have you forgotten?"

The editor looked solemn, raised his hand to press Lin Xi's forehead, and said, "It's not burning anymore. Are you renewing your demonic barrier? There is no one in your family."

WTF? "Did you really not see anyone else? In my house." Lin Xi grabbed the editor's hand anxiously.

"I'm sure, no. When I came, you were already asleep, and I was reading in the living room."

Impossible, is he hallucinating?I still saw Zhao Qin in the book, he never came out at all, no, it was just confusing.

He is in the third world, and he is indeed dead, so it is impossible to see Zhao Qin because he is still in the book.But after the editor's testimony, he dare not say that seeing Zhao Qin must be in the real world.

But it doesn't make sense if he isn't in the real world. If so, it might not be the real world that he is sitting here eating with the editor.nonsense!

Lin Xi didn't pay attention, he kept holding the editor's hand when his thoughts were confused.The editor's eyes fell on the hand being held, and the guests next to him also cast strange glances.

When Lin Xi came back to his senses and found the editor Juju's focused gaze, he was embarrassed for a while, and it didn't seem like he let go suddenly.

"I think I should go back and sleep again." Lin Xi said, he felt that his world had lost its fantasy.

The editor patted him, and naturally withdrew his hand, paying the bill.

"Although the results of this book are mediocre, it is still a new attempt. What is the subject of the next book?"

Lin Xi thought for a while, then gritted her teeth and said, "Science fiction, no CP!!!"

"Have you been abused and returned to your old profession?"

Lin Xi continued to gnash her teeth: "Yes." Fuck your quick time travel and love, mud.

The editor only sent him downstairs, and the two separated.While eating, the editor received a text message from the editor-in-chief, "Fox Yan, you have been on leave for too long, when will you be back?", planning to go back to work tomorrow.The editor took three days off which might be renewed, but Lin Xi didn't know.

Lin Xi sat in front of the computer, a little dazed, and his mind was in a mess for a moment.Close your eyes, force yourself to calm down, click on a suspenseful reasoning movie and watch it.

After replenishing her brain, Lin Xi felt that it was time for Sherlock Holmes to possess him, so she immediately opened her automatically updated novel and read it from beginning to end.

There is no flaw in the plot, everything that happened to him, but what he didn't know will also be mentioned in the text.In other words, this novel is from the perspective of God. When he came out of the novel and fell into a coma, there was still a God-like person watching everything that happened.

Lin Xi flipped to the first world, and just finished studying the second world, a bold guess suddenly struck her heart.He has always ignored a problem. This should be his article, that is to say, he should have written it, but... Looking at the lines of the text, Lin Xi thought, who is writing this article.

The essence of the problem was brought to the table for the first time, who is updating this article, even if it is a supernatural force, shouldn't he compose the text according to his habit.This style of writing was not written by him at all.

After this bold conjecture occupied his brain, Lin Xi's brain hole began to expand infinitely, reaching an unbelievable level.He even thought, maybe someone really played a prank on him, used high technology on him while he was asleep, let him enter that scene, maybe this picture can be reflected on the screen...

Lin Xi quickly clicked on the recently popular entertainment programs and live news, but found nothing.Ahem, it really is that his brain is too big and impure, high-tech will not do such a boring thing.

After this day, Lin Xi decided to find the answer in the book.He still believed in himself in the end, hallucinations were impossible, Zhao Qin had been to the real world, and the editor standing at the door saw everything, he was very sure.

As for why the editor didn't remember, Lin Xi never had the same idea.

For the first time, she couldn't wait to go back to the book, but Lin Xi couldn't fall asleep anyway.Thinking about the experience of the two days, I really slept too much, and I would be a ghost if I could fall asleep.Lying on the bed, thinking, if Zhao Qin can come to the real world, what about His Royal Highness?What about Garcia?

In the end, his brain opened up to the fact that the person who accompanied him for dinner just now was Garcia who came from time travel, Lin Xi secretly laughed at himself for thinking too much, and slowly fell asleep.

"Meow." The shrill meow resounded throughout the Marshal's Mansion.

Lin Xi thought: Who am I?where am I?what am i doingAhhhhhhhhhhhh, that cat across the street is so scary, mom, I want to go home!