[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

The script hasn't changed, it's still the same brotherhood, the same life-and-death situation, but Duan Qingling hasn't changed, she's still submissive and childish, and she's still wholeheartedly sincere.Mo Yu couldn't help frowning, it's obviously 11 years of reincarnation, but it seems like it's just a good fortune to trick people...

"You know, don't you, you always knew, didn't you?"

This is a question from Duan Qingling. The 16-year-old boy is sitting in front of the candlestick. He is dressed in plain white and his tone is shockingly calm.But Mo Yu knew the sadness and excitement after pretending to be old, just as he knew the hideous face hidden by the white gauze, the indignation and helplessness after the dusty years.

— you know that, don't you?You knew it all along didn't you?

It was obviously the most common question, but I couldn't wait for that person's answer.

The candlelight shook Mo Yu's face brightly, and when he lowered his head and smiled, he lost the thought of perfunctory. "I know." Someone said frankly.

Of course he knew.Every time travel, every script, every routine of the story, from beginning to end, between the lines, how could you not know?How can you not know?It is precisely because he only knows that he banned the title of brother when he was young, and planted the vitality and seeds of rebirth in the raging fire.

"Qing Ling." Mo Yu pushed away the layers of white gauze with her hands, and stared silently at the hideous burns exposed by the person opposite. Near those disgusting scars, there were still some intact and preserved skin. They reminded Duan Qingling of his youthful years before the disaster—he also enjoyed all the good things in this world, and he was once peaceful, healthy, rich and happy.

And there is a brother in this happiness... Mo Yu's eyes moved slightly, he went through the plot again in his mind, and just now suppressed the last doubt in his heart, and promised, "I will treat you well.".

***

In fact, even in Mo Yu's original world, time travel is not an ordinary job.Although there are always some young graduates yearning for the bizarre world, very few actually choose.After all, when society develops to a certain level, people will care more about some traditional spiritual sustenance than salary issues.

And time travel is precisely the behavior that is most likely to kill this spirit, and some scholars even call it "overdraft feeling".

Let me ask, how can a person endure the cheap and lonely dinner in his hut after enjoying the most luxurious feast in the world through time travel?When the traveler hugs his wife or lover, wouldn't he miss those peerless beauties who fell in love with him at first sight?

Since ancient times, it is easy to go from thrift to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.After all, compared with the tedious and boring social entertainment, no one would choose the former compared with the sincere and sincere friendship.Sadly, that is the norm of life.

***

Mo Yu walked out of Duan Qingling's room with such a feeling. The time has come to Xu, and the night falls, with a kind of hazy beauty. The nightlife in this era is pitifully rare. Announcing the end of the day.

Thinking like this, the door behind him was opened again, and I saw Duan Qingling standing by the door with a shawl in his arms, covered by a white gauze, his face could not be seen clearly, but Mo Yu knew that he was probably smiling .

Things changed and people changed, and they ended up with a crippled body, but when they reunited after a long absence, that person was still happy? !

"Don't catch a cold." Duan Qingling said, and handed over the shawl in her hand.

In that warm concern, Mo Yu remembered a very old allusion.In addition, he can clearly distinguish between falsehood and true feelings. Duan Qingling really respects him, really relies on him, and really loves him. Compared with the script, there is always a sense of disappointment by surprise. The desperate questioning when we met was nothing more than a confession.

Acknowledge that he cares about him.

After fastening the cloak that Duan Qingling handed over, he couldn't help but sneered in his heart, "You just asked me if I knew, but so what if I know, in the end, don't you want to fight with swords to the death?"

Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, Mengdie Zhuang Zhou, even if it is really a dream, it is only a dream, so the work of the traveler also has a sense of helplessness of "the whole world is drunk and I am alone".Among them, there is only self-knowledge.

When Mo Yu left, Duan Qingling was still reluctant to close the door.

The word "looking back at the door" is a bit too affectionate. If you don't leave the table until the end of the song, isn't it just because you are afraid?Separation of flesh and blood, changes in one day, years of fratricide, mourning, pain, and resoluteness in the world, there is nothing like this.

***

Because of the serious disequilibrium between the passage of time during time travel and real time, the default work option for the traveler is to directly enter the next world, and Mo Yu has long been used to such an arrangement.Consciously not letting past experiences affect the current characterization can almost be said to be a professional requirement.

But there is always an exception to everything, because just tonight, Mo Yu recalled Duan Qingling's burnt face, and suddenly remembered another world that was involved with him... It was a fantasy chapter, and as long as a small bottle A small potion can restore Duan Qingling's face to its original state.

...the bloodthirsty prince painted a complicated barrier outside the castle, and the loyal guardian cut off his long silver hair...wars, altars, hemostatic agents, and...the whole world!But most importantly...

"Vamir."

——Almost blurted out the name taboo.