The villain is not crazy

Su Yuanfu didn't look at his appearance, so he didn't know that his male model face had moved away from him.

He sat quietly opposite Su Qingyi, looking at his face, for a while he changed into the appearance of the weak child he had just seen when he was young, and for a while he turned into the appearance of the ten-year-old who went to school for the first time.

Dangling to and fro, shaking his head all his life.

He opened his mouth.

The voice is weak.

"Baby……"

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The bald girl was bald. She took out the notebook from the drawer, looked at the outline she had drawn with a pencil, took a sip of the coffee next to her, and then slapped the notebook on the table.

She typed a few words vigorously on the keyboard.

"Wu Xiyi hung up the phone... I found out the photos from my early years..."

The hand of the code word paused.

She stared blankly in front of the computer.

Suddenly, I didn't know how to code, and my head was blank.

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Wu Xiyi dug out a photo album, the photos in it were so full that it became a thick stack, which looked like a huge brick when weighed.

She took it out with some difficulty, and exerted a little force on the fingers supporting the table, her fingertips turned white, then raised her hand, and pressed the photo album heavily on the table.

A layer of flying dust flew up amidst the dull sound, like dots of flickering golden light.

She subconsciously raised her hand slightly.

As if looking back at the past years, she finally snapped her fingers and looked at the cover of the album - it was the wedding photo of her and Su Yuanfu.

Fast forward 20 years.

She is like a machine that has not been running for a long time, and suddenly starts to run.

At this moment, she didn't want to be disturbed by the rapidly rotating financial data and immerse herself in the old time.

-

Su Qingyi grabbed Su Yuanfu's hand violently.

"dad!"

However, Su Yuanfu felt that he was struggling to find a way in the vast sea of ​​people. Although Su Qingyi was so close to him, he felt so far away, so far that it made him flustered.

Su Qingyi tightly gripped Su Yuanfu's hand, the joints were raised, revealing a slightly thin wrist.

"Tea millet--"

The voice suddenly amplified, and he opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was full of panic and helplessness.

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Tumi was sitting on the sofa, his fingers unconsciously resting on his arms and tapping quietly, the sunlight coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows receded from him inch by inch, and finally darkness came, he raised his head, with the projector on his face In light green light.

A pair of eyes are bottomless.

The warm orange-like light gradually faded with the darkness, leaving only some images reflecting the words. In the end, the words in the pupils also gradually faded, leaving only a blank light green light, and then that The light also slowly faded away.

Only darkness remained.

The projector suddenly went out, Tumi stood up, and turned on the light. With a click, the living room was wrapped in warm yellow, but he couldn't feel any warmth.

He subconsciously walked to the window, his fingertips trembling subconsciously.

An inexplicable sense of crisis hit my heart, and then a little dew outside the window hit the glass, drawing long marks.

It's raining.

"Tea millet--"

The sound cut through all the silence and interrupted his thoughts, and he hurriedly turned his head.

"Come here!"

Su Qingyi cried out in a panic.

-

The rain was pattering down.

Su Qingyi subconsciously grasped Tumi's hand, and the fingertips turned white due to too much force.

He showed a dazed and helpless expression, and his voice implied despair and trembled slightly—as if he had just seen a ray of hope but was trampled down hard,

"how so……"

in front of them.

Su Yuanfu was lying on the bed, the white pillow was trembling constantly, his face was like a screen with poor signal, flickering frequently between obesity and thinness, and even the space connected with the whole person trembled accordingly.

If for Su Qingyi the first 20 years were a supernatural novel with a little horror theme, and it was still not super-comprehensive, then this scene now has refreshed all his previous cognitions.

It's like discovering fantasy and supernatural powers from urban themes - when you thought you could kill your opponent with a gun, the opponent suddenly summoned lightning with a spell.

The two sides are not of the same magnitude at all.

Fortunately, Tumi's psychological quality is relatively strong, so he held Su Qingyi's hand even harder.

"What did you say to him?"

It was as if Su Qingyi had been struck by a thunderbolt, suddenly a path was cut out from the abyss of despair, he took a deep breath: "I said..."

Tumi immediately pressed his shoulder: "What did you say?!"

Su Qingyi looked at Tumi with a fragile and regretful expression: "It's my fault."

"I shouldn't have..."

"What did you say!" Tumi snapped.

Su Qingyi closed his eyes forcefully: "I want him to return to his original appearance."

"Su Qingyi..."

"I know." His lips trembled slightly, his face turned pale: "I was too impatient."

"Do you remember what we discussed?" Tumi looked at him: "When two plots with opposite logic act on one thing or one person at the same time..."

Su Qingyi took his words: "...There will be bugs."

"Now." Tumi looked at Su Yuanfu who was still flickering, but the frequency was gradually stabilizing: "This is a BUG."

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Su Yuanfu's whole body was like a high-frequency flickering mosaic.

Fortunately, he didn't collapse or disappear suddenly, but flickered regularly, and even things close to his body flickered.

After lying weakly on the bed doubting life for a moment, he got used to it inexplicably.

It can only be said that the adaptability of human beings is really terrible.

He blinked his oval eyes a little bit, and there was a little warmth in the flickering images, although this kind of warmth really dazzled the eyes.

After facing his face for three seconds, Su Qingyi subconsciously avoided looking - his eyes hurt from seeing it.

"Baby." Fortunately, Su Yuanfu's voice has not changed, it is still a familiar tone, but he is in the mood to comfort Su Qingyi: "Don't worry."

Su Qingyi immediately raised his head when he heard the words, and avoided his sight after holding on for less than three seconds.

The sudden anger he had just had disappeared along with an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Then, a sense of powerlessness spread all over his body, and he couldn't lift his emotions one after another. He could only pull the corner of his mouth stiffly, and let out a soft "um".

Tumi brought two cups of hot water, he was delicate and considerate, and said to Su Qingyi: "We need to calm down and think about a solution."

The cold fingertips touched the warm glass of water, and the chill from the bottom of my heart seemed to have faded a little.

He lowered his head and took a sip.

Su Yuanfu also took the water glass. Before he could say "Thank you—" in his mouth, the water glass in his hand flickered with him.

Su Yuanfu stared blankly at the water glass that was about to break into pieces, not knowing how to drink it, he couldn't even find the rim of the glass.

Tumi subconsciously squeezed her trembling fingers just now.

Just as Su Qingyi's calm emotions were about to boil again, Su Yuanfu closed his eyes forcefully, and poured what looked like the rim of a cup to his mouth.

Then there was an expression of indescribable pain on his face, so vivid that even the twinkling face couldn't resist it.

It was only after Tumi stopped her that she could barely say: "Be careful of burning—"

Su Yuanfu's expression couldn't be distinguished from the flickering. He casually put the water glass on the table, and the water glass that left his hand jumped twice on the table for no reason, and then gradually stabilized, as if under the inertia of some force. Return to normal from flickering.

Tumi heaved a sigh of relief.

Su Yuanfu finally couldn't bear the frustration and said: "I won't always look like this."

Su Qingyi bit his lip, his lip was turned white due to too much force, the regret in his heart rushed over like water, he wanted to say sorry, but sorry was of no use.

I just wish that the person lying on the bed at this moment is me.

Even if I had some new ideas in my heart, I didn't dare to say it again, I was only worried that the current situation that was already horrible would be pulled down a few notches.

Tumi took Lasu Qingyi's hand.

The two looked at each other calmly.

Tumi said: "I'll talk to Su Qingyi and see if there is any solution."

Su Yuanfu didn't have much strength: "Okay." Seeing the two of them going out hand in hand, he suddenly seemed to remember something: "Wait a minute."

Su Qingyi turned around.

Su Yuanfu's weak voice was slightly hesitant: "You..."

"Is there anything like that?"

Su Qingyi: "?"

Su Yuanfu: "It's just..."

Tumi pressed Su Qingyi's hand: "Yes."

Su Yuanfu: "..."

In the end, he didn't hold back the scolding in his mouth.

Su Qingyi: "..."

Just when he thought Su Yuanfu would finish cursing, he heard his faint voice: "Who goes up and who goes down?"

Su Qingyi: "Dad!"

Su Yuanfu instantly understood everything from the "Dad", and he closed his eyes in despair: "Let's go, let me calm down."

Probably because he was really hit, when Su Yuanfu raised his hand, he saw that it didn't dazzle his eyes as much as before.

Tumi considerately leads him to the door.

He wasn't in the mood to say thank you either, he couldn't think too much in his dull head, he just murmured rather unwillingly: "I was beaten by a pig..."

-

Su Qingyi closed the door, his emotions had gradually calmed down, at least he didn't lose all his calmness and rationality as before, only thinking about anger and destruction.

His fingertips were still slightly trembling with lingering fear, and he couldn't help but subconsciously grasp it with force.

"How to do?"

He raised his head and looked at Tumi: "What am I going to do?"

"Su Qingyi."

Tumi looked at him: "Do as you want."

"If again..." He didn't finish his sentence.

But Tumi slowly opened his mouth: "You can't retreat."

"No matter how regretful you are, how painful and unbearable you are, you have to grit your teeth and persevere." He stretched out his hand and gently smoothed Su Qingyi's hair: "Because you have no way out."

Su Qingyi looked at him with a little disbelief—he couldn't imagine that Tumi would say such words to him at this time, not to comfort him or give him a solution, but to force him to face the choice, even with A little cruel.

"Since I can't protect you forever, I hope you can become stronger." Tumi looked at him seriously, and slowly added: "No matter what you do, I will support you."

Su Qingyi seemed to let out a long breath.

"This is enough."