After a career fan marries a disabled actor[Transmigration Book]

Zhao Liuke woke up in the darkness.

He didn't know where he was, he couldn't see his fingers, and there was a little blue light in the distance.

He seems to have come out of a cage.

Zhao Liuke had no other choice and started to walk towards the bright place.

Those rays of light are countless light spots, drifting here along with a little bit of blue light, very like Jin Yao's breath, not as cold as the system, slightly cool.

After walking for a long time, he finally touched the light source.

Jin Yao knelt on the ground, her whole body exuded light blue light, starting from her toes, she slowly disintegrated into bright spots similar to energy.

The woman looked stunned, as if she hadn't woken up from the truth.

Hearing footsteps, Jin Yao raised her head, looked at Zhao Liuke blankly, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Zhao Liuke squatted down and answered the wrong question: "Did you find the crack?"

Jin Yao clenched her fingers, gritted her teeth and nodded.

"It's you."

Zhao Liuke touched her hair: "The author of this novel is also you."

Jin Yao shed tears uncontrollably, shook her head and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't write him well...and I got you involved..."

"He" refers to Zhao Liuke, and "you" refers to Zhao Liuke.

It's just two different Zhao Liuke.

Zhao Liuke sighed softly and hugged her.

At first, Jin Yao thought that Zhao Liuke was the biggest bug.

Because he was thrown here by the will of the world, causing the biggest change——

The villain Huo Jinfeng was cut off halfway, and it didn't play a role at all. Instead, he passed by Chu Zhen and each had his own lover.

When Jin Yao was given a mission to eliminate hidden dangers in the world, she directly changed the target and changed the main task target from Chu Zhen to Zhao Liuke.

Chu Zhen woke up from being monitored by the main task, solved the misunderstanding with Lu Ming, and their focus was on Huo Jinfeng.

During this period, Chu Zhen secretly communicated with Huo Jinfeng several times, but was blocked by Huo Jinfeng.

Huo Jinfeng wanted to wait for Zhao Liuke to tell him in person.

It was only just now that Zhao Liuke wanted to understand these things. He lowered his voice and kept repeating: "It doesn't matter, we are all living well."

Jin Yao grabbed his coat with both hands, weeping uncontrollably: "No, I didn't write it well, you are all human, you are all living people..."

Zhao Liuke stroked her hair reassuringly: "You wrote very well. Although you wrote recklessly at the beginning, you can see your seriousness later on. You tried your best to perfect them. You just made a small mistake."

"You are the consciousness of this world. Because I am not a character in your writing, I am not under your control."

Zhao Liuke reasoned with her gently, "You have also discovered that the more you put your mind to it, the more vivid the person is. Lu Ming was written by you, and Huo Jinfeng was also written by you with your best efforts. You tried hard to write Chu Zhen as a tool man , so he seems to be bound all the time..."

Jin Yao held back, but couldn't hold back, her eyes were still red, but she burst out laughing.

Zhao Liuke pressed her forehead seriously: "He is miserable, he can't laugh anymore."

Jin Yao rubbed her eyes again in embarrassment, with a strong nasal voice: "Mmm."

"Are you leaving?" Zhao Liuke asked.

As far as he could see with the naked eye, the tiny light spots had merged into a sparse light band, dotting this dark space, like a trickle, about to merge into a river of stars.

Jin Yao touched her body that was about to dissipate to her legs, "I don't know, it may take a while before it completely disappears."

Jin Yao sat on the ground, embracing her legs—the legs whose feet had disappeared—and stared blankly at the gradually converging blue light spots.

Because her body dissipated slowly, such movements made her a little unbalanced, so Zhao Liuke hugged her to his side so that she could lean on his shoulders.

Those spots of light broke away from gravity and flew towards the gradually brightening zenith, where the cool wind gusts, like a broken cloth, with a big mouth torn open.

Jin Yao just leaned against him and shed tears silently, watching the gradually closing sky.

"I'm very tired. I'm in my twenties, I can't make ends meet, and I still have to rely on family subsidies," Jin Yao said drowsily. "I left a message that day, and I planned to commit suicide, but I can't tell myself under the novel. To commit suicide, this is my only hobby, and it is also my first novel, I don’t want it to look depressed with me, even if I am scolded, I have to get stuck in the most painful place.”

Zhao Liuke paused, "Is this the reason why you wrote Huo Jinfeng to death?"

Jin Yao didn't dare to answer. She did have revenge thoughts at that time, which was also reflected in the novel.

"I was selected, but I didn't die. I received the knowledge of the system and started to travel the world with Lu Ming." Jin Yao muttered, "I will never write about the protagonist who travels between worlds next time. I will write as long as A few words, but I have been with him for hundreds of years."

"I'm finally relieved that the plot has come to this point." Jin Yao looked at him, "But there was a problem with the supporting role, and you appeared."

They all knew what happened afterwards.

"But...but I am very happy watching it." Jin Yao said, "If the nuclear force did not force me to repair the world, I would like to watch you for a while longer. You are all like living people, and you have your own life every day. I It's very happy to watch, unlike when I wrote about you, I wrote in pain. Every day I wondered where I didn't write you well, so I started to write in disorder, and the writing became longer and longer, like a stinky foot wrap. "

"It's not like a living person, it's a living person, and don't say that your writing is bad. Everyone is unique. You must have grasped some unique places." Zhao Liuke said.

Jin Yao gave him a strange look: "You're not so sharp-tongued with Huo Jinfeng, are you?"

Zhao Liuke looked back at her strangely: "He is my lover."

He is my lover, of course he doesn't talk like that.

Jin Yao pretended to be angry and pushed him.Zhao Liuke was pushed to one side, but he didn't expect Jin Yao to be pushed to one side, so he also went sideways.

She could no longer stand up, her entire lower body dissipated, and the speed was getting faster and faster, like a sandcastle collapsing, scattered into pieces of gravel, and soon spread to her neck.

"Ke Ke."

Jin Yao waved to him, "Speak clearly to Huo Jinfeng, goodbye."

Jin Yao finally smiled, like a warm sunflower.

Pieces of blue light dots resemble a galaxy, floating on the huge gap in the zenith.

Zhao Liuke stood on the spot and looked up, unable to say a word for a long time.

This morning, when Huo Jinfeng woke up, he felt something was different.

Something extra at home.

His senses told him someone was making breakfast, and the faint scent of cinnamon even wafted into his bedroom.

He walked to the door of the room, leaned against the kitchen door with his chest folded, opened his mouth, but didn't think about what to say.

Zhao Liuke's pale skin glowed golden in the morning light.

He didn't know when he came back, but he just appeared in the kitchen, shirtless and wearing loose sweatpants, no different from before he left.

He's making meatballs right now, throwing them into sesame seeds and rolling them around, and then making something like a side dish.

Zhao Liuke's eyebrows and eyes were as usual, with a relaxed expression, he lowered his head and took a sip of the soup.

Zhao Liuke threw cauliflower into the seasoning bowl and said without turning his head, "Huo Jinfeng, you will become fat when you get old."

Huo Jinfeng, who was still immersed in the joy of regaining what was lost, slowly typed:?

Zhao Liu Ke Liancai put the things in the oven with a bowl and washed his hands under the faucet.

He had only walked for ten days, but he seemed to have aged a lot. At this moment, seeing Huo Jinfeng's speechless look, he turned around in a good mood, folded his arms like the man opposite him, and chattered with a smile: "I'm not at home, you just deal with it yourself? How do you use this messy pile of oil? Half a bottle of olive oil has gone down? When I left, there was still 3kg of butter, and now at least half of it is gone. What kind of dessert are you eating? If you don’t know, you might think that Jerry has entered the house, so tell me the truth..."

Huo Jinfeng stepped over to cover his chattering lips.

This kind of intimacy is too long, so that when they get close to each other even a little bit, it seems that the body is suddenly awakened, the senses are infinitely magnified, and everything about the other party is so sensitive that there is nowhere to hide.

The warm breath, the tight body, the steady hand when clasping his waist.

I haven't smelled the other person's breath for a long time.

Zhao Liuke's shower gel always has a very refreshing smell, Huo Jinfeng can't describe it clearly, he just wants to explore it deeper.

Zhao Liuke was breathless when he was kissed, but he didn't intend to escape, but responded forcefully.

This cognition made Huo Jinfeng move even more.

Zhao Liuke was still breathing heavily when he was picked up and his feet were lifted off the ground.

While chasing and kissing him, the lover asked in a hoarse voice: "How long has the oven been set?"

Zhao Liuke pressed his hands on his shoulders, lowered his head to touch the tip of his nose, and pressed against his warm cheek as if he was about to fold himself.

He took a deep breath and answered the question.

"Switch card, oven."

Huo Jinfeng paused for only a second.

The switch card, the card of the system, can turn off the switch of any thing. After Jin Yao left, Zhao Liuke found a stack of shining cards on the ground.

Zhao Liuke was thrown directly into the soft quilt of the big bed. Before his mind could be dazed, a flexible body with high temperature closely followed him, fitting him inseparably.

He stretched his body to meet him, and the other party's enthusiasm for him only paused for half a second before they began to respond enthusiastically.

Huo Jinfeng pressed against his ear and held him firmly in his arms.

Beads of hot sweat fell directly from his turned browbones, staining the quilt.

When Zhao Liuke woke up in the afternoon and moved a little, he felt pain in his waist as if being run over, and his eyelids were swollen.

The people around him had already woken up, lying on their side beside him, rubbing a lock of his hair in their hands, rustling, the sound was unexpectedly relieved.

He blinked away his sleepiness and asked, "What time is it?"

The voice of the exit is slightly changed.

Crying too much.

Although he woke up, his consciousness has not returned from the intense sex/love in the morning, and he is a little tired.

Huo Jinfeng extended his arm and came over with the cup, Zhao Liuke took a sip of honey water with his hand, feeling much more comfortable, then tilted his head again, and buried his face in his chest.

"02:30 p.m."

The familiar smell of old wood.

Zhao Liuke had been wondering why Huo Jinfeng had this kind of smell before, it wasn't perfume or medicine, but such a smell like the precipitation of years, with the faint smell of book ink. Later, he found out that he often reads books, so it's not surprising.

He thought that the years were quiet and wanted to stay longer, but he felt the hand next to his ear go down and rub against his collarbone suggestively.

Zhao Liuke closed his eyes: "I can't do it anymore, it's going to be swollen."

"I'll squeeze your waist for you."

"No," Zhao Liuke thought for a while, "You can just lighten up next time. Today you are like that, you almost put me through..."

Half of what he said was cut off and sealed in the opponent's jaw.

This kiss was originally intended to stop him, so the breath was gentle and not intense.

They ended their kiss, foreheads touching.

Zhao Liuke took the initiative to rub against his lover.

He smiled lightly, closed his eyes, and said softly.

"Fengfeng, I'm back."

Huo Jinfeng took his hand, pressed it between his fingers, and lowered his voice.

His attitude is what Zhao Liuke is most excited about.

The man's long eyelashes drooped down, his lips were smiling, and the curve of his jaw was the way he loved him, and he whispered to him word by word.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you have nothing else to say to me?"

Zhao Liuke slowly blinked his eyelashes.

He finally stopped repeating the previous "don't leave me", and no longer worried about gains and losses. He got a long and clear love, and he clearly knew that he also had the ability to form a family with others.

Zhao Liuke.

It was the only wish in his languid life.

At this moment, the progress bar of Lu Ming's main quest was filled to [-]%, and then the red frame gathered into a white dot, which turned into a streamer of light, blending into the day.

The chubby sparrows chirped as the snow melted away.

It's spring.

The world is thriving.

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The author has something to say: the text is over!I started writing the epilogue and side story on January [-]~ Go to the end of the busy period

Thank you for the 10 bottles of nutrient solution from "Hanzhang Greedy Huan"~

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