Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

Huo Xuechun did not see this life and the future in the holy lake, but he was also satisfied.

He didn't regret the moment he fell down, because he knew that it was enough to have such a beautiful memory in his life, and to have such a good man Wen Cheng.

"Cholol!!!"

This hoarse voice echoed by the holy lake, as if breaking through the shackles and breaking through time.

Even if he broke through everything, it would still be a torment for Wen Cheng.

Because he didn't know what year, month and day he would have to wait until he could meet Hololol.

From the beginning to the end, he was separated from Hololol by a distance of time and space. It seemed that he was close at hand, but he could not be completely intimate.

But at least he has left a place in Hololol's heart.

At least……

He existed.

Not a cold string of data.

"Sir, this red rope is for you."

Just as he was about to go down the mountain with Hololol in his arms, he was held back by worshipers behind him. He frowned and turned his head, and saw an old man in traditional Tibetan clothing handing him a red rope.

"You can make a wish on the rope, and you will be blessed with peace."

-

The time was sped up again, Wen Cheng watched Huo Chunquan's face grow old day by day in front of him, he understood that this was his punishment, the housekeeper sped up the timeline so that Huo Chunquan, who should have died when he was young, The time to leave has changed to shorten the time to make Hololol grow old faster, just to prevent him from leaving regrets.

But the consequence of this is that his appearance has not changed.

He was as young as ever, and only Huo Xuechun was getting old.

After all, it aroused suspicion.

"why?"

In the room, the old phonograph played melodious and lingering music, and the tulle curtains fluttered by the window. When the tulle touched the rose on the window sill, a few petals rolled off, and they fell softly to the mahogany floor.

On the wheelchair by the window sill sat the middle-aged Huolanol, his face was pale, and he could tell that he had been ill for a long time.

Then he looked down at Wen Cheng who was squatting in front of him. He saw that Wen Cheng was as young and handsome as ever, but his hands were no longer as smooth as before. The traces of time were clearly visible on his body, but Wen Cheng No.

Just like when we first met, young and handsome, affectionate, never changed.

It seemed like a dream.

Tremblingly raised his hand to caress Wen Cheng's face, he couldn't believe it: "Wen Cheng, why? Why are you so young when I am old? Who are you?"

Wen Cheng didn't intend to hide his identity at all, and looked up at Huo Chunchun: "Qianchun, I'm actually not human."

Hololol couldn't help clenching his hands on his knees, and his frown tightened and then loosened. This truth didn't seem unexpected, it was a bit expected, because he wasn't unaware.

Day by day, he also discovered why Wen Cheng had never changed, even if he was young, he should have changed, but Wen Cheng hadn't, just like a puppet, always maintaining its original state and never changing .

So Wencheng is not a human being, so what could it be?

This unbelievable thing didn't seem so difficult to accept, but he felt uncomfortable for Wen Cheng.

It was not easy for him to live, but he would also age slowly, and his age could not be fixed, but Wen Cheng stayed at this age forever, and wanted to watch him grow old.

"I'm not from this world either."

Huo Xuechun was stunned, such a concept sounded a little confusing: "...what does it mean to be not this world, could it be that there are other worlds?"

Is Wencheng a person belonging to another world?

What kind of incredible thing is this?

He accepts that Wen Cheng is not a human being, after all, he has read fairy tales, maybe Wen Cheng is really a monster, or a fairy who is immortal, it’s not because he doesn’t understand what it means in this world.

Wen Cheng shook his head: "I don't belong to any world, but I created these worlds. It is purely a coincidence that I will come here this time."

"Create these worlds? What world?"

Wen sat next to Huolol, and explained to him the system world he created.

In the system world, every world must be the real world for the people living in it, but for him who is in the database, these are certain worlds in his eyes, and these worlds are all created by him after setting .

He doesn't know how long he has lived, let alone what the meaning of his life is. His task is to create one world after another, and then create a robot butler, that is, his main system steward, to manage these worlds and make them These worlds became places of popularity, as well as the distribution of quests.

Countless tasks have been designed, but his core tasks are all true love tasks, and he will let the system distribute these tasks to the selected task performers to complete.

In fact, his purpose is very simple, why he chose love among so many family, friendship and love, it is because it is the most challenging emotion,

It's also an emotion that he doesn't understand at all and wants to understand.

In order to understand what love is, he designed a lot of tasks and accepted the love requests of every helper in the world.

For example, Yan Shang, he fell in love with his good brother Song Song, because he was jealous of a woman who could get close to Song Song, he planned and blocked him at all costs, but in the end he lost his beloved in a car accident.In order to redeem, the true love system was triggered.

For example, Yan Nancheng, he is just a 38-line starlet, but he fell in love with the unattainable actor Zhao Zicheng. Move next to Zhao Zicheng's house.This kind of infatuation triggered the true love system, so under the system's hold, he deliberately turned into a paper figure in the true love game on Zhao Zicheng's phone, seducing Zhao Zicheng to attack him.

Another example is Yang Chenrui, who suffers from multiple personalities and is paranoid and crazy. He can’t accept it after his beloved loses his face and forgets him. The collapse of the seven-fold personality makes him a vegetable, and the true love system is triggered in his deep sleep, causing his personality to disperse. Try to wake up the memory of your lover in the system world, and stumble back to find their past in the game.

There is also Luo Xinghe, this man wrote a book, recording his sweet and painful past in another parallel world with his lover Lu You, and came to a new world after rebirth.But when writing the book, he didn't recover his memory, and Luo Xinghe and his former lover are only separated by a wall.This is the only character captured by the main system with the potential for true love, so this book is used as a medium to open a true love story in parallel time and space for the two of them.

He admits that he has learned a lot from these men.

"Create a world full of love." Wen Cheng didn't mind at all that Huo Shanhan was old, he gently hugged him into his arms, his eyes full of affection: "I feel so lucky to meet you in this world now, I don't regret meeting you, I only regret not meeting you and falling in love with you sooner."

Now he is looking forward to the next encounter, to be able to fall in love with Huo Alcohol immediately, and fall in love at first sight without hesitation.

"But... you want to watch me grow old, watch me leave this world, you are too lonely." Huo alcohol thought that he didn't care who Wen Cheng was at all, he only cared that this man was right in front of him now, It's what he loves, and what's warm, that's enough.

The rest is his distress for Wen Cheng.

If Wencheng is really not a human being and possesses immortality, then only Wencheng is left in this world.

"No, I won't be alone." Wen Cheng gently kissed Holol's gray hair: "Don't be afraid."

Huo Xuechun thought of the day when he would leave: "But I'm worried that you will be afraid."

"I'm not afraid, I have the ability to tear apart the space, I will find you."

"Wen Cheng, why don't you find someone who can live with you forever."

"I don't, I just want you."

So this day has finally come.

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An old man was lying on the big bed in the middle, with gray hair, pale and thin face, and clear amber eyes, although there were wrinkles at the end of the eyes, but the facial features were full of the exquisiteness of the years, it is not difficult to see that he was beautiful when he was young. trace.

Some people have been amazed for years and have been remembered for countless years.

In the past, now, in the future.

It was a red rose, a red rose that has amazed her for a lifetime, but after all, she couldn't resist the passage of time.

I saw a man in a black suit sitting by the bed, tall, young, handsome, but with red eyes.

A thin hand stretched out from under the quilt, and stretched out towards the man.

"Wen Cheng."

Holol's voice was not hoarse, but rather clear, like an old prose book written with tender love poems.

"...Well, I'm here." Wen Cheng's voice choked up, resisting the tremor in his throat.

"After I'm gone, don't think about me anymore, you know?"

"……I do not."

Huo Chunchun laughed out loud, very softly, even the arcs at the end of his eyes were tender and tender, he turned his head to look at the man with red eyes beside the bed:

"Fool, why are you doing this? With the ability of immortality and the ability to tear space, why don't you find someone who can accompany you forever, but choose me who lives, ages, sick and dies normally. I am already old and can't I'll be with you again, don't you feel uncomfortable watching me die?"

Wen Cheng's eyes turned red when he heard these words, and he held Huo Shanhan's hand even tighter, as if his beloved would not leave him if it was tighter.

This day finally came, what he was afraid of, what he wanted to escape, finally came.

"...No, you won't die, I will find a way to keep you by my side all the time, and I won't let you leave me."

【Master, you can't say this anymore, and you will violate the rules. 】

"Fool, I'm leaving."

Wen Cheng shook his head and held Huolhanol's hand tightly, as if he would not leave as long as he held it tighter:

"No, you won't go." But his hands began to tremble.

Hololol felt something pulling away from his body, but seeing that his beloved was still crying, he wanted to coax him again, but his hands had already started to lose strength, so he slowly closed his eyes and tried his best to put With the last strength, he returned to hold the hands of the two tightly.

"... Wen Cheng."

"...Well, I'm here." Wen Cheng began to cry.

"It's too sad not to grow old and not die. If there is a chance, let's grow old together, okay?"

"……okay."

"By the way, didn't you say you were going to give me a gift? Can I see this gift before I leave?"

As if thinking of something, Wen Cheng quickly took out a small box from his pocket, opened the black velvet box, and inside was a red string.In a hurry, he handed the red rope to Holol, and put it in Holol's hand.

This was the red rope given to him by that Tibetan pilgrim that day. After getting it, he wove it himself and prepared it for Huo Shanchun, but the timeline was shortened, so he didn't have time to send it out.

It's time to send it out.

Huo Xuechun held the red string, his lips slightly raised as if he was satisfied.

The traces of age wrinkled on the face are filled with tenderness and affection.

The red rope was gradually warmed by the palm, and then slowly cooled by the cold body.

The palms that no longer had strength slowly loosened, the arms dropped, and the red rope fell to the ground.

The gramophone was still playing relaxing and cheerful classical music. Wen Cheng slowly knelt down on one knee beside the bed, picked up the red rope with red eyes, then lifted the quilt and tied the red rope around Huo Shanol's ankle.

The skin that has not seen the sun for a long time is fair, and it is not wrinkled due to age. It is still silky smooth, and the red rope is tied around the ankle. trace.

He looked at Huolanol who had closed his eyes on the bed and did not look away for a long time.

At this moment, Qingyue's singing came from the gramophone.

-

That night I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not for enlightenment, but just to find a trace of your breath

In that month, I shook all the prayer wheels, not for transcendence, just to touch your fingertips

That year I bowed my long head and embraced the dust, not for pilgrimage to the Buddha, but just for being close to your warmth

In that life, I rummaged through hundreds of thousands of mountains, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way

At that moment, I ascended to immortality, not for longevity, but for keeping you happy and safe

The Lark, who once amazed the Republic of China, could not resist the years after all, and left forever.

Wen Cheng lowered his head and was silent for a long time.

The silence was finally broken by a hoarse voice.

"...Alcohol, even if time and space are torn apart, I will find you. Wait for me. This time, we will grow old together."

"I'll tear myself apart, break free from the rules, and I'll recognize you when we meet again."

"I gave you this red rope. I wish you peace, health and happiness in every life. Wait for me to find you."

[The game is over, please note that the Shura field is about to start]

The author has something to say: the seven worlds are all over, and the Shura field is about to open.