You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

Once the presupposition becomes: Saturdays are not real people.

Then everything can be explained.

For example, why did I hear a narrating voice, because he was living in "Urban Cultivation: The Counterattack of Wastewood".

For example, why is it repeated every day, because the chapters he appeared in all have the same beginning [Saturday morning..., and the same content: on Saturday, what did the male god do on Saturday, a running account.

For example, why he and the Lanke people went to the same place, but they couldn't see each other, because he lived in "Urban Cultivation: The Lost Firewood Counterattack", while the Lanke people lived in the real world.

After a few days of shocking the world view, Saturday is no longer flustered. He believes that the worst has passed—that is, he found himself being watched by others, and he went back to the file every day. When he first found out, he felt that he was energetic. The tendency to collapse, now that he knows the truth, he doesn't panic anymore.

Since this is a virtual world, what I have learned so far on Saturday is:

The communication channel between [Virtual World] and [Real World] - the text of JJ's "Urban Cultivation: The Counterattack of Wastewood", readers' comments and readers, the penguin of the author Lan Keren.

The content that appears in these places can be seen by Saturday and [real world] at the same time.

This is also the only way for him to communicate with [the real world].

Tapping his knuckles on the table on Saturday, he was thinking about how to re-establish a healthy relationship with the Lanke people.

The Lanke people did not join the readership, and it is impossible to do things in the readership.

Confess directly to Lan Ke that he is a character in his book?Lanke people may think he is crazy.After all, he just scolded Lanke as a perverted stalker before.

What are you going to do?

Real World·Tianhong Community·Room 4, Building 111

The dim light shrouded the quiet hospital bed, beside the bed, the heart rate and blood pressure monitor was making the sound of normal operation.

Drip—drip—

It's easy to ignore this sound after listening to it for a long time.

Just like a thin young man lying quietly on a hospital bed, his head is still wrapped in gauze, and his face can hardly be seen clearly. It is obvious that he has suffered a serious trauma. Only his white and thin jaw, slender neck, and extremely pale face are exposed. Normal skin tone.

There was a person sitting in the shadow beside the bed, with his back arched, his hands crossed on his knees, his hair that hadn't been done for a long time stood up in a mess, his face was covered with half-length stubble, and there were circles around his eyes Dark blue, it looked as if he hadn't slept for several days and nights.

His whole body exudes a decadent aura, except for those sharp eyes, anyone who looks at them will feel scared, as if the deepest secret in his heart has been seen through.

Now, these dark eyes are staring at the unconscious patient on the bed.

The air seemed to stagnate.

No one knows how long this man has guarded the patient, but judging by his concentration, it seems that he can guard the patient until the end of the world.

At this time, the black IBM laptop next to it made a beep.

The decadent man twisted his neck dumbly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at the screen.

It's that liar pretending to be Zhang Haigui again.

Ever since he had some money, he has always been surrounded by a group of flies. Fortunately, he is skilled at repelling flies, so he hired a lawyer to draw a clear line between them.

Message: Skyscraper has requested to add you as a friend.

When the decadent man saw this name again, he felt agitated and subconsciously wanted to take out a cigarette, but he quickly stopped. After all, there are patients in this room, and "he" likes to be clean and tidy, and doesn't like the smell of cigarettes.

If it wasn't for this "skyscraper" that happened to be nicknamed "his" favorite architectural name as a penguin, Chen Ke would have refused him to send any friend requests from the very beginning.

This time Chen Ke planned to completely block the psychopath who claimed to be Saturday, but he didn't expect that the verification reason sent by the other party could be called fantasy.

Skyscraper application to add you as a friend.

Verification reason: Do not buy your anti-theft badge tomorrow and the protagonist will sing on the roof of the Golden Durian Building at 8:[-] p.m. that day.If it is true, please pass my friend's verification. I have a verification reason and the number of words I can fill in is limited, so Chen Ke is a little curious about what it is.

But the curiosity was fleeting, and a mocking smile curled up on his lips, pulling Skyscraper into the reject list, never to receive any more friend requests from him.

After doing this, Chen Ke leaned down and rubbed his face on the patient's exposed chin, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

From a week ago, Chen Ke took the patient home. After learning that "he" might never regain consciousness, Chen Ke felt a strange sense of excitement. "He" had no father or mother. There is no wife, and the company, which has always been wise and safe, naturally would not think of raising a bottomless pit.

But Chen Ke has money, and Chen Ke is willing.

As long as he thinks that "he" is in his home, his heart will be electrified, itchy, excited, and unbelievable.

What made him even happier was that the person he thought the whole world would rob him of was now lying quietly in his bedroom, and the hospital didn't even call him a follow-up care call.He's very happy with it.

In the craziest and most depressing days before him, he dreamed every night, dreaming that he took "him" by illegal means and imprisoned "him". As long as he could have "him", he would be desperate.

But at the end of the dream, it always ends with "him" resolutely committing suicide. "He" has never been a person who will compromise, and he can only lose "him" by force.

Chen Ke understood this a long time ago.

But he was immersed in that dream time and time again. Even if he would wake up heartbroken because of the loss of "him", he couldn't help reminiscing about the beginning of those dreams, and he couldn't control his fast-running thoughts in the aftertaste. , Recording one terrifying text after another, in the end, he destroyed all those texts, leaving only a relatively normal one.

And wrote in his blog: Nightmare will wake you up for you.

——Use it as a warning to yourself, don't take a step that you can't turn back.

But now it's different.

Chen Ke showed a nervous smile.

It was "he" who sent it to his door automatically.

No captivity, no arguments, no need to watch out for his suicide.

Everything is so peacefully beautiful and satisfying.

Chen Ke didn't know how long he sat there, when the notification sounded on his mobile phone, he picked up the mobile phone, and saw the screen reminding him that it was time to put on the anti-theft badge.

He puts the anti-theft stamp before midnight every day, and then starts writing the content to be posted the next day. His coding speed is very fast, and his thinking is not stagnant. Usually, he can finish tomorrow's content by writing until two o'clock in the morning.

But in the past two days, he was almost immersed in the enjoyment of taking care of the patients, and he often forgot to put the anti-theft badge. Of course, he would not look at it when it was replaced.So in order to prevent himself from forgetting things, Chen Ke set an alarm clock on his mobile phone.

After hearing the alarm clock, Chen Ke took the laptop to his lap, opened the text he had saved for a long time, and he could recite almost every word in it.

It was the most gentle one among all the nightmares about "him", and it was also the only one left by Chen Ke.

Chen Ke browsed through it and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, let alone singing on the top of the Golden Durian Building at 8 o'clock. He would never write such absurd and funny plots to tarnish the "he" who pays attention to appearance.

After Chen Ke read it, he went to the new chapter of JJ's backstage with CTRL+C/CTRL+V, and wrote "Do not buy the anti-theft badge" as usual. Set the time to 11:23, and click to save the manuscript.

After completing the task, Chen Ke opened the notepad and began to write the story of the protagonist Feng Zixuan who froze the corpse of his old friend and went out for a second.

He himself writes with a deadpan face, but he knows that readers like this. He has basically not encountered any bottlenecks when he transformed from a high-level philosophy student with connotation to a shameless online writer.

Anti-Theft Chapter World·Golden Durian Building Top Roof

A cold wind blew through and shivered on Saturday.

The cold spring is still very strong.

He glanced at his phone, it was 8 o'clock.

Saturday’s mentor once participated in the design of the Golden Durian Building, one of the landmark buildings in City B, so Saturday knows how to climb up to the top roof unobtrusively. The concrete fence he is about to step on will be released at 8:10 The fireworks on Consumer Protection Day happened to be brightly illuminated.

Although today's embarrassment can be forgotten by the world tomorrow, it still doesn't fit Saturday's character to do such an exaggerated thing.

He hesitated for a moment, and stepped onto the concrete fence.

……

So, when I woke up on Saturday at [-]:[-] the next morning, I woke up on time.

He found out that his penguin had been released from the blacklist by the Lanke people.

The Lanke people also added a friend request.