Cannon fodder who wears books is a goblin

"Lin Cen was holding the trophy that belonged to the film emperor, amidst the cheers and screams of the crowd, he looked at Qi Shaoyang who was kneeling in front of him on one knee."

"Qi Shaoyang has an expectant and gentle smile on his face, and the ring in his hand is shining under the spotlight."

"'Promise him!' 'Promise him!' was all yelling."

"Under the attention of everyone, Lin Cen gradually blushed, his eyes were so bright, and the smile on his face was so energetic, he blinked and nodded slightly..."

"And then?" A magnetic and deep male voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Lin Cen closed the book, raised his eyes and looked over lightly.

"You came."

The man was wearing a black robe, with smooth black hair hanging down to his waist.

A pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes were looking at Lin Cen full of curiosity.

"So you agreed?"

Lin Cen paused with his fingertips pointing at the book cover of the novel, and he raised his chin, "This is just a story."

The man smiled kindly, "A story that reminds you of losing yourself?"

Lin Cen's eyes turned cold, "Since you know everything, just tell me, can you help me?"

The man looks apologetic.

Lin Cen's fingertips trembled.

He closed his eyes fiercely, "I see."

The man pointed at the corner of Lin Cen's eyes, dumbfounded, "Lin Cen, are you crying?"

Lin Cen's forehead twitched, "No!"

The man couldn't bear it, "In fact, you can completely regard everything that happened in that world as a dream."

Lin Cen lowered his eyes, caressing the human figure belonging to Qi Shaoyang on the book cover.

On the other side, "Qin Hesheng" was scraped off a layer of skin by the strings, exposing the papery inside.

"That's not a dream."

"An artifact that is good at weaving illusions creates an illusory story for you. The people in the story have a happy ending. You can treat it as a wonderful dream, and you will still be you when you wake up."

"But I made up this ending." Lin Cen's eyelashes trembled, and his voice was softer than the wind, as if it would be blown away. "I didn't get the actor, and he didn't propose to me either."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, "So you just have regrets, right? Who is the author of the original book? I'll go find him and ask him to change the ending."

Lin Cen showed an expression that seemed to be crying, but the man felt sore, and he sighed, "Oh, you are like this! Oh!"

"It's not just a made-up story that I star in."

"Oh!" The man sighed again.

His hand was resting on the table, and suddenly something fluffy and warm touched the back of his hand.

The man was taken aback, and when he saw it, it turned out to be a limp little sparrow with its eyes closed.

If it wasn't for the heaving of his chest, he almost thought it was a dead sparrow.

The first glance was nothing but surprise. The man continued to look, but his eyes widened in shock. He looked at Lin Cen, opened his mouth, and gestured frantically, "This, this, this... this sparrow?"

Lin Cen took the little sparrow back, and he lay on Lin Cen's palm, trembling slightly in the breeze of soft fine hair.

Lin Cen said, "Bai Ze knows everything. You are the body of his body, so you should be able to see the things in him that are inconsistent with this world."

The man looked at the sparrow with a complicated expression, "The false existence in the illusory world becomes real after having real feelings. Everything has a spirit, you are right, it is not just a story."

He sat down dejectedly, and leaned back in the chair, "Then what do you do? You brought out the sparrow, but not your man, so you asked me to return to that world?"

Lin Cen shook his head.

"Someone gave me a gift."

The man looked puzzled.

"Before the world collapsed, all the real existence survived, and my man—" He felt an inexplicable sense of shame at this title, and Lin Cen's ears turned red, "He is just like me, he is Another person who was included in the illusion."

The look of doubt on the man's face became heavier, "Then, if that's the case, you just come out and continue your relationship."

He suddenly thought of a possibility, and suddenly realized, "Could it be that he lost his memory?!"

Lin Cen: "..."

He slapped the man on the head, "I can't find him, help me find him."

The man rubbed the forehead that was hit, and he muttered, "There are people you Lin Cen can't find? I've been squatting in museums as sculptures, and you dug them out."

Lin Cen's tone was light: "When the general died, what was left behind became a spirit. He wanted to occupy Qi Shaoyang's body and trap me in the illusion forever. That's why he played such a big game of chess."

The man blinked his eyes.

"Cannian has been in the mass grave for nearly a thousand years, and practiced in the resentment in the mass grave. He is no longer an ordinary ghost, but almost half a ghost. In the world he controls, he is a god. , and he is in Qi Shaoyang's body, I can't do anything to him."

Lin Cen closed his eyes, with a trace of pain on his face.

"The death of Mrs. Qi and my heart that was on the verge of breaking stimulated the recovery of Qi Shaoyang's soul in his body. As the master of his body, he used his soul to imprison the remnants in the deepest part of his soul."

The man opened his mouth wide in surprise, "How can an ordinary person fight against the thousand-year-old resentment and resentment? It's a talent to escape the short-term imprisonment. He will be eaten by the resentment sooner or later."

He patted Lin Cen on the shoulder, "It seems that everyone is a brother who came out of the tomb. Hearing my warning in life, the best way to get out of the relationship from the previous period is... slot!! How do you treat brother? Let's do it!!!"

The man fled under Lin Cen's fist, screaming for pain and heartbroken, "Why did you become so violent! You are the first musical instrument in the world, you want art! You want beauty! You want pain!!!"

Lin Cen squeezed his fist and said coldly, "What do you want?"

"I want... I want you to be happy, harmonious, and healthy. Heaven will create a pair and set up a pair of children and grandchildren to give birth to a son early!!!" The man roared, knocked open the door and ran out, "Don't worry, I'll find someone for you right away, There is nothing in the sky and on the earth, I don’t know what’s going on, just wait!”

Lin Cen sneered, and walked slowly to the door.

Just as he was about to close the door, the middle-aged woman standing in front of the next door suddenly stopped him.

"Mr. Lin, please wait a moment."

Lin Cen paused, "Hi, landlord."

The landlord glanced at Lin Cen. The young man in front of her was so beautiful. She rubbed her hands together awkwardly, "Mr. Lin, do you know where Mr. Qi who lives next door has gone?"

"Mr. Qi?" Lin Cen was taken aback, he was a little too sensitive to anyone surnamed Qi now, "Which Qi is it?"

"Ah?" The landlord was also taken aback, "It's...it's Qi next to the ear on the right."

Lin Cen suddenly paused for breath.

The soreness suddenly spread from the bottom of his heart to the tip of his nose, his eyes turned red, and he turned his head to cover it up in embarrassment.

"It's someone so tall—"

Lin Cen made a comparison on top of his head, and he remembered the comfort when it rested on Qi Shaoyang's shoulder.

"Tall and handsome, always serious and silent, but half dimpled when he smiles."

He remembered that when Qi Shaoyang smiled in front of him for the first time, the bright light in his eyes almost illuminated his whole world.

"He's handsome, and he's so tall. I don't know about this Liwo. I haven't seen Mr. Qi smile, but Mr. Qi has lived next to Mr. Lin for more than half a year. You must have seen it! He has a spot under his right eye. Mole, my daughter said it was a very beautiful mole, if you want me to tell you, isn’t that mole just a small black spot, how can there be any good or bad...Mr. Lin? Mr. Lin, did you listen to me?"

Lin Cen couldn't listen to a word of the landlord's ramblings.

Mole under right eyelid.

The tall and silent Mr. Qi.

Could it be him?

Lin Cen had adjusted his emotions, the corners of his eyes were still red, like peach blossoms after the torrential rain, revealing the bright inside, but tenaciously blooming.

The landlord's yelling gradually died down.

In front of Mr. Lin like this, any vulgar words and deeds will make people feel ashamed.

"I want to ask, you are looking for Young Master Qi—" He paused, "Did something happen to him when you were looking for Mr. Qi?"

Regardless of the appearance of the landlord's auntie as an ordinary middle-aged woman, this area can own a good building, which can be called the home of a little rich.

The landlord yelled, "It's not that there's a water leak downstairs. I wanted to ask Mr. Qi about the situation at home, but he hasn't been here for the past few days. I really can't stand the downstairs and I can't help it."

Lin Cen pondered for a moment and made a note for the landlord, "You should have a spare key, open the door and go in and have a look?"

The landlord hesitated, "This...we are serious renters, and we can't open tenants' houses casually."

Lin Cen smiled, "Isn't this a special case and special treatment? If you don't go in and take a look, the downstairs will be ruined."

"That's right, but Mr. Lin, you have to testify to me. I didn't go in and destroy things."

Lin Cen suggested again, "How about this, I'll go in with you, and when the time comes, we'll supervise each other."

"Let's do it like this." The landlord was overjoyed, "Mr. Lin, please wait for me first, I'll get the key here, and I'll be here right away."

"it is good!"

As soon as the landlord left, Lin Cen closed the door with a bang, and squatted down uncontrollably.

The palm of his hand formed a fist, and Lin Cen bit him tightly, so that he couldn't help crying out.

If he wanted to go to the next door to see, there was no need to go through the landlord's hand.

It's just that he is afraid of being close to the hometown.

He dare not.

He was afraid that he would lose control of himself when his hopes failed.

Just go to accompany the landlord to see the condition of the house.

nothing.

nothing.

"Mr. Lin!" There was a knock on the door.

Lin Cen stood up suddenly, his eyes were blank.

After a long time he came to his senses, the landlord opened the door and was complaining.

Seeing him open the door, he smiled awkwardly, "I thought... thought..."

Lin Cen shook his head, smiled weakly, "Let's go."

"Hey good!"

A large bunch of keys in the landlord's hand collided, making a crisp metallic sound.

"It's also fortunate that Mr. Qi didn't change the lock, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to get in." The landlord talked a lot, she unscrewed the door nagging, water flowed out along the crack of the door, and wet the landlord's cloth shoes.