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

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There was a small piece of paper neatly placed on the coffee table, which was located between the fruit plate and the edge of the coffee table by visual inspection.

Bian Baekhyun walked over to pick up the note.

"I'll go first, please pay attention to what I told you."

Not signed.

Bian Baekhyun frowned slightly, stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples.

What needs his attention?

Ah, about the pinhole camera, it was indeed a misunderstanding, but I didn't have time to explain Che Che's identity to her, so I could only tell her the next time we meet.

The phone suddenly rang.

Bian Baekhyun stuffed the note into the pocket of his pajama pants, withdrew his thoughts, walked back to the room and picked up the phone from the bed.

"Hello, Archer?"

"Ah——Come here now? It's ok, it's okay, I'm free until 8 o'clock. Huh? Do you still want to bring breakfast? Is it too much trouble for you?"

"It's okay, don't worry about me, your Baekhyun brother is made of stone."

"Well, come here now."

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The morning light was already strong, and the golden color shrouded the sky and covered the sky, dispelling the coolness, and it began to be a little hot.

24 hours convenience store.

After Che Che hung up the phone, he looked at Bian Baekhyun's name on the screen with lowered eyes, and then glanced at the neighborhood opposite - that was the neighborhood where Bian Baekxian lived.

"Don't sleep, get up!"

The clerk behind the counter rubbed his eyes, got up in a daze, and greeted the person who came to take over the shift: "Here we come."

"Wow, what's going on..." The clerk saw the motionless figure sitting in front of the shop window, sat up straight suddenly, and exclaimed, "Is he still there?"

The shift clerk was dissatisfied with him and gave him a start: "Keep your voice down...what's the matter?"

"The customer over there has been sitting here all night—" the clerk rubbed his eyes again, and after confirming the real existence of the other party, "Oh my god, I actually fell asleep..."

"You are still asleep when there are customers," another clerk shook his head, "Ah, if the store manager finds out, you will be finished."

"Who would have thought that he would sit there for so long?" the clerk yawned, feeling that he had been wronged too much. "I can't bear to drive him away if he looks like that..."

Che Che got off the seat slowly, his legs as thin as bamboo sticks propped up on the ground with some difficulty to prop up his body.

"Shhhhhhh, he's here." The shift clerk gave him a wink, and showed a standard business smile to Che Che who was coming, "May I ask what you need?"

Che Che raised his pale face, showed a weak and shy smile to the clerk, and said in a soft voice: "Please give me two bacon sandwiches, without cucumber shreds. Heat it up. Thank you."

"Ah, yes, I charge you five thousand won in total."

"Ding ~"

The microwave oven beeps.

"Your sandwich is ready, welcome to come next time."

The guest who stayed all night was very polite. He took the food bag, bowed slightly to them, and even gave them a smile before opening the door and going out.

Exactly green light.

Watching Che Che's slender figure who seemed to be blown by a gust of wind staggered across the zebra crossing, the two shop assistants were also worried, and there was a little pity and sympathy in their eyes.

"I was kicked out by my girlfriend. She looks very disappointed."

"Ah? Didn't let you go back all night? Didn't you..."

"He must have been kicked out by his girlfriend. Last night he ordered a cup of milk tea, bought a pack of cigarettes, smoked them all, and kept looking at the opposite neighborhood." The clerk who just woke up said confidently, " It looks like he was kicked out by his girlfriend."

"Smoking?" the shift clerk was surprised, "He looks very unwell, but he smokes so much? Have you smoked all of them? Is he an adult? Don't sell cigarettes to minors. "

"I'm an adult, I checked the ID card, who lied to you, I watched him finish smoking one by one outside the door." The clerk rolled his eyes, took off his work clothes with his backhand, and said, " You'll know for yourself by looking at the soot outside."

"Okay, okay, trust you."

"Tch, believe it or not, you should be busy, I'm leaving, ha - I'm sleepy."

The clerk stood up to clean up the leftovers on the bar, an empty cup of instant milk tea, a few packets of sugar - it was so sweet, and an empty cigarette case, it seemed that his colleague was right.

He put all the rubbish on the tray, raised his head and glanced, just in time to see the entrance and exit of the opposite community, it was time to buy vegetables and go to work, and there were people coming and going.

Soon to be busy again.

----

Qian Li got up early today and sent Jian Wuyu to work, and Jian Wuyu discovered that his route to work would pass by the neighborhood where Bian Boxian lived.

red light.

The car stops in front of the zebra crossing.

Qianqian knocked on the steering wheel impatiently because of getting up, looking through the car glass at the pedestrians who were slowly crossing the road, and muttered: "Oh, your company really wants people to go to work so early, do you want to go to work?" Shall I get you another job? I know a—”

Her voice stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Jian Wuyu looked at her.

"That person—" Qianqian stared straight at a thin figure floating crookedly across the zebra crossing, murmured in a daze, then shook her head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "No, I just saw a man with my first love. Kind of like someone."

Jian Wuyu also looked over, but the figures had already merged into the crowd, regardless of each other, she asked, "Isn't it him?"

Green light.

Qianqian looked ahead and stepped on the gas pedal. Amidst the noise of the car, there was no wave in her voice: "No, he has been gone for many years."

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"The person I like likes to smoke and also likes to drink full-sugar milk tea."

"The guy I like wears a school uniform and slowly pedals an old-fashioned bicycle with a basket. There is no one else on the back of the pedal. I often imagine myself riding through the streets on the back of his bicycle."

"The person I like died in the year I liked him."

For Qian Qian, her first love began in the summer of that year, but the wind was so bloody.

campus legend

"He passed away?"

"Well, didn't I take you to a junior's funeral—" Qian Qian turned the steering wheel and looked at Jian Wuyu who was still waiting for her to say the follow-up in surprise, "Have you lost your memory?"

Jane Wuyu shook her head honestly.

"Ah, that's right. At that time, you were all focused on Bian Baekhyun, so you don't remember other people. He is a sophomore in high school. He has been to our class a few times. He and Bian Baekhyun belong to the same music club. So you can have an impression. ?"

Jian Wuyu still shook his head.

Getting up angry, Qianqian clicked her tongue in a bad tone: "Forget it."

The story stopped abruptly halfway through. The storyteller was not so patient and interested, but the storyteller was quite good at observing words and expressions.

Qian Chen wanted to say something, but it was a bit difficult to speak.

Jian Wuyu took a closer look at Qianqian's somewhat stern expression, she had an extremely charming appearance, only her eyebrows were raised in a heroic manner, a little emotionally wrong, the whole face became sharper as the eyebrows stood upright.

She was silent for a while, then asked with some words: "What did he die for? Is he sick?"

"Illness? If you say it's an illness—" Qianqian frowned, and sneered sharply, "What kind of illness is liking a man? How can I cure it? Now, the little girl spends all day on that one who pulls CP and this one pulls CP. I like it." I'm going to die, so it's a disease if it comes true?"

Jian Wuyu listened carefully, and asked without much surprise, "Ah, does he like men?" The sympathetic and gossip eyes were a little offending, she just had to listen.

The man I like likes men. If this matter happened ten years ago, any little girl would feel like a thunderbolt, but Qianlong can still fight for it. It's different.

"It's considered sick, but I haven't seen any hospital that can cure it. Sick? According to this, there is something wrong with the sick. Isn't it impossible to cure him in this world?"

Jian Wuyu saw that she was sarcasm vigorously, and guessed that the other party was getting angry when she got up. She felt that it was not time to tell her that homosexuality is not a disease. The World Health Organization has confirmed the country's behavior of removing homosexuality from the classification of diseases. So it is not possible to use "incompetence" to evaluate the world they live in.

"People who are really sick still live a decent life, buying a car, buying a house, and going to work, as if they haven't been stained with his blood."

Qianqian mocked and mocked—the addiction to cigarettes has fallen again. Fortunately, Jian Wuyu's company is also close in front of her. She parked the car on the side of the road, leaned on the steering wheel and raised her eyelids to look at Jian Wuyu: "Smoking a cigarette for you!" I."

"It's morning."

As Jian Wuyu said so, seeing Qianqian's frown deepened, she still reached out her hand to find a black-painted silver cigarette case in Qianqian's Hermes crocodile leather handbag, pressed the delicate metal mechanism, and the lid popped up, and she He took out a slender lady's cigarette from it, but he hesitated in handing it to Qianzheng.

While turning off the ignition, Qian Chen was anxiously thinking about how this guy Lu Yuxiao was dragging his feet today.

She pressed down on the car window, turned around and took the cigarette from Jian Wuyu's hand and put it in her mouth. Just as she was about to light it, she took another look at Jian Wuyu who was staring at her. When she let go of her finger, the lit lighter went out again.

"Go on, don't you like the smell of smoke?" She said impatiently, with the cigarette between her hands, she tilted her head and stared at Jian Wuyu, "Why, do you want to smoke second-hand smoke?"

Jian Wuyu was taken aback, and replied cautiously: "I don't want to. The smoke from lighting a cigarette contains about 4000 chemical substances, many of which are toxic substances, mutation-causing substances and thousands of carcinogens. The polonium 210 in cigarettes cannot be excreted from the body. But It enters the blood vessels and causes lesions in the heart, liver and stomach. Cigarettes also contain radium 226 and lead 210."

She is looking forward to "you suddenly