After being killed by the author who wrote fanfiction [Korean Entertainment]

"Do you have to call the police?" When the hoarse and cold male voice came, Jian Wuyu realized that the man had been silently watching the whole process.

interesting.

It's really not a good stubble.

She turned her head and smiled at Bian Baekhyun: "Are you afraid? If you are afraid that the two of us will go to the police station and tell you about the whole incident and you will be involved, there is a new solution."

Bian Boxian looked indifferent, his eyes condensed.

"It seems to be right," Jian Wuyu let go of the girl who had lost her voice, and saw her twitching slightly like a dead fish on the ground, squatting down as if talking to herself, "She is afraid of illegitimate birth If your fan identity is exposed and your reputation is damaged, you are afraid of causing social news reports, and I was the only one present who wanted to abide by the law, so I won."

She turned her head suddenly, her eyes were clear like high beams passing through the rain at night, dazzlingly bright: "But obviously you are the victim, Bian Boxian."

"Why do I, the perpetrator, always have the upper hand?" In the silent gaze, Jian Wuyu brushed away the long hair flying to his face, and said sarcastically, "I can't allow it."

Bian Boxian's expression was still cold, and some emotions finally surged in those dark eyes, and his expression was so tense, Jian Wuyu guessed that he must have clenched his teeth hard.

The atmosphere was like fabric being pulled apart, and before the sound of tearing came, Jian Wuyu let go.

"Just kidding."

"Just kidding, I'm not a messenger of justice who wants all crimes to be punished, but you are really funny," she stopped talking appropriately, squatted down, and skillfully dug out the small bag that the girl was carrying. On the mobile phone, while clicking on the emergency call for help, he couldn't help but sneered, "What kind of useless is the victim?"

The veins on Bian Baekhyun's neck gradually showed.

But at this moment, Jian Wuyu's dialing action froze suddenly, and she suddenly raised her face, blinking her big eyes and smiling flatteringly.

Bian Boxian was vigilant.

Jian Wuyu smiled foolishly and scratched the back of his head: "Well, what is your South Korean police number?"

Bian Boxian looked at her silently, and after a long while, he smiled coldly: "You are funny too."

"Yeah, I'm so funny." Jian Wuyu never cared about such things as face, when he couldn't hear the sarcasm, "I will call the police now and I will definitely not involve you in it, so—"

Bian Boxian briefly reported a series of numbers, and said coldly, "Shut up."

Jian Wuyu quickly shut up and made an OK gesture.

"Hello, that's right, this is—" Jian Wuyu clearly remembered the address that Bian Boxian gave when he called the police, until he got all the names of the community correctly, "Someone here has amnesia, please come as soon as possible."

After answering the phone, she sighed to herself: "I never thought that one day I would be able to speak Korean."

"Little girl," Jian Wuyu seemed to have eyes behind her back, and looked at the girl who had sat up at some point and wanted to run away quietly. Seeing that the girl suddenly stopped with a frightened expression like seeing a ghost, she kindly said Laughed, "Look, isn't the police awesome? I can't do anything to you when the police come. So, in the future, if you have something to do, go to the police. Don't be a messenger of justice to eliminate harm for the people, OK?"

"The bad guys in this world are much easier to bully than you think," she pointed to herself, raised her hand and threw the phone back to the girl, "For example, me."

The girl took the phone stiffly, and her hands fell into her arms as if she had activated a switch. She stood up abruptly, stumbled and fled backwards.

Jian Wuyu clapped his hands and stood up, noticing the electric shock baton on the ground with sharp eyes, bent down to pick it up, and shouted at the girl: "Hey, you—"

The girl ran like a dog barking behind her.

"Oh, I'm quite scary." Jian Wuyu held up the electric shock baton and said with emotion.

"Amnesia?" Standing a few steps away, Bian Boxian's voice was cold and indifferent, but because of the content, he could hear the emotion of concern, "Are you amnesia?"

Jian Wuyu skillfully dismantled the electric shock baton, and replied without raising her head: "Yeah, I'm not crazy, it's amnesia."

After a while, Baekhyun said calmly, "I don't think you're crazy."

"I wanted you to call the police when I was at your house." Jian Wuyu walked away a few steps and threw the shell into the recyclable trash can, and the battery into a special recycling box, and then came back to answer, "Isn't that look in your eyes? Do you think I'm mentally ill? An illegitimate meal came home and asked to call the police, is it ill?"

She looked at Baekhyun above and clapped her hands: "Yes, that's the look."

Baekhyun's drooping eyes widened, but he had nothing to say.

"But if you're crazy, you still have amnesia," Jian Wuyu rubbed his arms twice to warm himself up, and said tremblingly, "It's nothing to do with you, go back."

"How do you plan to get out?" Bian Boxian was silent for a while, and left without turning around.

Jian Wuyu squinted at the huge road map of the community inserted in the lawn. The route of the high-end community is complicated, and there are usually direct trains from the community to pick up and drop off, but naturally there is no such thing at this point in the morning.

She replied stiffly, "Let's go."

After a long time, she heard Bian Boxian sigh, and said softly to her: "Come in with me, I'll call the security guard to pick you up."

The tone was light and calm, but compared to the previous indifference and indifference, it could be called gentle.

Jian Wuyu looked at him: "What's your intention?"

Bian Boxian said indifferently: "I'm afraid that you will freeze to death outside and kill someone, and lower my house price."

Before Anbao came, Jian Wuyu had a brief chat with Bian Boxian. In fact, the two of them standing in the hall were a bit awkward for no apparent reason, and Bian Boxian kept looking at her with complicated eyes.

Jian Wuyu ignored Bian Boxian's hesitant gaze, wandered around, walked to the full-length mirror in the hall, looked at himself reflected, and belatedly said in surprise: "Oh, I'm pretty pretty. .”

Bian Baekhyun: "..."

Jian Wuyu turned to look at him, and signaled him with expectant eyes.

Bian Baekhyun looked indifferent and tired.

Jian Wuyu sniffed, and sighed long: "I just want to start a topic naturally, but it doesn't seem to be successful. You should cooperate with me. After all, I am a disadvantaged group to some extent because of amnesia."

Bian Boxian looked away and ignored Jian Wuyu. After a while, he stared straight at Jian Wuyu and said, "You said you almost died twice because of me."

Jian Wuyu stared at him uncomfortably, and replied vaguely: "Really?"

"What do you mean?"

Jian Wuyu turned her head to look at herself in the mirror with her long hair in a long white dress. She didn't speak for a long time, her eyes were focused, as if she saw another person through that skin.

Bian Boxian followed her with his eyes, and met her eyes from the mirror.

The hall was brightly lit, but the eyes of the person in the mirror were bottomless, as if this question had led her into endless darkness.

"How do I know?" She lowered her head, her voice revealed a strange confusion, her upright back looked lonely and quiet, which made Bian Baekhyun suddenly feel that she was abandoned outside of reincarnation, drifting away thousands of times "I don't know why a person can die twice."

Baekhyun moved his throat, his lips were dry, he subconsciously licked his lips.

"What are you doing so seriously?" The man in the mirror suddenly laughed, and a sneer on his face broke all the weird silence, and he came alive, "Do you believe such words?"

Her eyes are dark, with two prominent highlights, which is normal.

Jian Wuyu shrugged and spread his hands: "Of course people don't die twice."

Bian Boxian heaved a sigh of relief inexplicably, his muscles relaxed, and the woman smiled strangely: "But I'm not human."

Seeing her winking and pretending, Baekhyun's curiosity was completely wiped out. He picked up his phone and said coldly, "Then learn to be a human being."

you are kidding me

"name?"

"do not know."

"Anything you can remember?"

"No."

"Do you remember when you started losing your memory?"

"Zero o'clock."

The conversation faded, and the buzzing of the air conditioner in the small police station became clearer, and the faint noise seemed to be whispering to make people drowsy.

The policeman on the opposite side stared at Jian Wuyu, and the deep wrinkles between his brows showed his fatigue in the middle of the night. He frowned subconsciously, but his tone was still gentle and patient, and he even pushed hot coffee to Jian Wuyu's eyes. All movements are smooth and careful.

"hungry?"

Jane Wuyu nodded honestly: "Some."

"Then you wait here for a while," the policeman smiled and stretched his brows with vigor. He looked only 25 years old, "I'll ask my colleagues over there to accompany you, and I'll go to the convenience store opposite to buy you something to eat."

He stood up and turned back: "What do you like to eat, rice balls or ramen?"

Jian Wuyu paused, looking at the policeman's youthful eyes, without much emotion or surprise on her face, she politely hooked the corner of her mouth with a smile: "Fantuan. Thank you."

"Okay, wait for me for a while." The policeman said so and stood up.

Jian Wuyu followed him to see what he was talking softly with the policewoman. The low voice was obviously deliberately avoiding her, but the policewoman nodded and walked towards her with a smile on her face.

Their backs were facing her, but the indoor light source was bright, and the night outside was dark, so their faces and mouth shapes were clearly reflected on the glass.

common optical phenomenon.

People see objects because the light reflected by the objects enters people's eyes, and naturally there is nothing to reflect light in dark places.

Jian Wuyu once came back to life and found that she was a mute. The hard life forced her to learn a little sign language and read the shape of her mouth.

Moreover, from the words and expressions of the police, she has been able to