The villain is not crazy

Su Qingyi spent the whole night to calm down the impact of this incident on him.

He was thinking between how much good and how bad this matter could bring him.

A result was found.

It was—no result.

Judging by the seriousness of this directly affecting the eye color of his body, it can already surpass the science and logic of this world.

This is terrible.

Because once it exceeds, ghosts know where its limitations lie.

Brains have no boundaries.

Especially the author's mind.

And why the things written by those authors can be directly reflected on him, thus affecting everything around him...

From the analysis of the results of the source approach, the source of this matter is taken from the text, works, and authors.

But...even with an author, there is something wrong with a novel.

It is impossible for all authors and all novels to have problems, right?

Then it's his problem.

But he grew up alone, and didn't find anything unusual and illogical?

Or is his peculiarity revealed recently?

Is there anything special happening recently?

Su Qingyi fell into deep thought.

Do not……

Maybe there is something illogical about it.

But in the process of growing up, he was disturbed by a certain consciousness and ignored this special place.

How did he realize it now?

Is that consciousness malfunctioning?

What is that consciousness and where does it come from?

he……

Is it human?

The problem went round and round and remained in place, but more problems emerged.

The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.

Su Qingyi collapsed on the sofa again.

gradually autistic.

What made him get out of his autism was a sudden call from his mobile phone.

With difficulty, Su Qingyi stretched out his hand to reach for the phone on the edge of the coffee table, and finally managed to get it in a lying position.

Great, no need to get up at all.

He calmed down the lazy factor in himself, swiped open the phone screen, and fell into deep thought while looking at the unfamiliar phone number.

advertise?Insurance?MLM?

Then, he answered the phone.

"Hello." A very low but pleasant male voice sounded over there.

Su Qingyi felt as if his ears had been licked by this person, he narrowed his eyes slightly, retracted the impolite words on his lips, and followed the masculine tone of "Huh?"

"Su Qingyi?"

"Ah."

"Hello, first time meeting, I'm your old enemy...well, from the future."

Su Qingyi: "????" Meow?What is he saying?

"I think, you should have noticed the changes around you, I want to tell you, this is just the beginning, you have to be prepared..." The other side didn't know whether it was sympathy or gloating, coughed lightly, and even smiled Get up: "I am looking forward to our future fight, so I called you in advance."

Su Qingyi: "..."

From the inexplicable opening remarks of this "future old enemy", he got a crucial message: "This kind of thing didn't just happen to me alone? Others did, too. Are you a forced victim?"

There was no speaking over there, only the slight sound of breathing came from the other end of the phone, which gave Su Qingyi the illusion that the other party was blowing into his ear.

He moved his body with some discomfort, and frowned slightly: "Are you reminding me on purpose? Why?... Help me."

After the silence over there, he smiled softly again.

"You're smarter than I thought, but I can't tell you much right now."

"Everything, you need to experience it yourself before you can understand it."

"Drip—" The other side hung up the phone unilaterally.

Su Qingyi sat up, and became silent again on the phone until the screen went off. He seemed to be awakened by something, and turned on the screen again.

Then find the phone and dial it.

there:"……"

Su Qingyi sneered: "If you don't make it clear, I can make you a thousand harassing calls every day."

Over there sighed slightly: "Why bother?"

"Heh." Su Qingyi let out a sneer: "I have a lot of money, I just need to find a dozen people who don't do anything every day and call you in turn."

there:"……"

Another long silence.

Immediately afterwards, the other side hung up the phone silently.

Su Qingyi seemed to be unbelievable when he heard the "di--".

Then he snorted through his nose: "Okay, it seems that you won't cry when you see the coffin!"