How the Blackened Male Lead Was Made

That's all.

Jiang Lin closed his eyes subconsciously. Before closing his eyes, he felt himself being embraced into a firm and warm embrace——

boom!

62 Fourth World (23)

Jiang Lin especially wanted to use a very vulgar adjective, something dark in front of his eyes.

It has to be said that when Tiandao said, "You all die with me", Jiang Lin felt as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, and he always felt that there would be very bad results.But when the huge explosion sounded, Yan Haorui took off the hand covering Jiang Lin's eyes. Jiang Lin was surprised to find that he, Tiandao and Yan Haorui were staying in the original space, and Tiandao seemed to have nothing to do. , flushed.

Jiang Lin's heart tightened, and he almost started to fight.

Tiandao glanced at him and waved his hands. There was still that distorted hatred in his eyes, but his tone of voice was inexplicably peaceful, "I said before, I lost, and now it's just a flashback."

Jiang Lin's premonition of the unknown is getting stronger and stronger, Tiandao's reaction is really abnormal, he can't figure out what Tiandao wants to do - normal people always can't understand a second-grade patient.

Tiandao licked his lips, focused his eyes on Yan Haorui, and smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, "How about telling you a secret?"

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Lin grabbed Yan Haorui's hand subconsciously, and hit the back of Yan Haorui's hand with the palm of his hand, making a "snap", the strength surprised Yan Haorui.Yan Haorui was surprised to see Jiang Lin's terrified face. After feeling Jiang Lin's palms were sweaty, he forcefully took Jiang Lin's hand back and shook it suggestively.

Being by Yan Haorui's side always made Jiang Lin feel calm, but this time it didn't. Even though he was so obviously comforting, Jiang Lin was still extremely nervous.But he knew that he couldn't stop Tiandao, and since Tiandao pointed it out, Yan Haorui would ask him sooner or later.

He is now like a murderer who is about to stand trial. He knows what will happen to him, but he still holds unrealistic and humble hopes.

He grabbed Yan Haorui's fingers, and clasped his fingers crookedly - I hope this won't be the last time they hold hands.

Jiang Lin had never held hands with anyone before. He used to think that if he had a girlfriend, he would probably prefer hugging his shoulders more.On the one hand, it looks intimate and can touch a larger area; on the other hand, it is not as innocent as holding hands.But now he suddenly fell in love with the movement of intertwining five fingers - in this situation, even if it only made him feel a little bit of security, he would still fall in love with that movement - and even regretted it, he and Yan Haorui used to , never did this action.

Tiandao glanced at Jiang Lin, full of malice, his eyes seemed to say, even if I lose, don't think about it.

"Yan Haorui, do you hate your fate?" Tiandao's eyes were filled with crazy light, "You die from life to life, as if there are two hands controlling you, you can't escape this fate no matter what."

Jiang Lin felt that the flow of time was so slow that it was almost still, and Yan Haorui's movement of clenching his fingertips was infinitely magnified by him. In his fantasy, his hand hurt from being held, and Yan Haorui was squeezing it with all his strength. His hand was almost crushed—this illusion was so real that Jiang Lin thought it was real.

Yan Haorui spoke, his voice was hoarse and indifferent, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Tiandao snorted coldly, "As the person whose destiny belongs to, he is definitely not a stupid person, so why let me point it out. But I am already a dying person, and I am not afraid to tear myself apart with you. That's right, all your fates are in danger." This person arranged it all by himself, he forced you to die, and forced you to reincarnate forever..."

"That's not the case!" Jiang Lin yelled violently, interrupting Tiandao's words.

The hands he held with Yan Haorui were so stiff that he didn't dare to move a little bit, for fear that if he moved, Yan Haorui would remember that they still had skin-to-skin contact, and then cut off the last pitiful contact.

There was begging in his eyes, a look that Yan Haorui had never seen before.

Seeing that Yan Haorui was about to speak, Jiang Lin was the first to speak. He thought that before the execution, he should at least give himself a chance to make a final statement.Moreover, what Tiandao said seemed to be fine, but it actually sounded far worse than what Jiang Lin did.He struggled at least one last time.

"It's not like this, listen to me." Jiang Lin's voice was trembling, and the nasal voice tremblingly told Yan Haorui the whole thing, including the novel and the protagonist - very ashamed, as if It seems that the things that are very secret to me are dissected bit by bit in front of others.Jiang Lin has always kept two-dimensional and three-dimensional very separate, and never talked about these things with his relatives and colleagues. He thinks that writing YY novels is just a hobby, and it is embarrassing to tell others.

But now I have to say that this situation does not allow him to hide anything.

Yan Haorui didn't say anything all the time, Jiang Lin's heart sank lower and lower, and then he broke down a bit, he sucked his nose, and couldn't continue, he didn't even want to look at Yan Haorui's face, just lowered his head, waiting for the final judgment.

He heard Yan Haorui sigh, he felt Yan Haorui let go of his hand, he felt——

Yan Haorui came over and hugged him tightly.

"You kept it from me for so long, and you wanted to scare you." Yan Haorui said, "But I can't bear it, you should never show this kind of expression, especially not because of me."

At that moment, tears welled up in Jiang Lin's eyes, and he almost choked up.

But the atmosphere is too warm, and someone always has to break it.Tiandao's loud laughter sounded out of time, full of viciousness, unwillingness, and anger, almost poisoning himself, "Can't this separate you, can't you regret it for the rest of your life...Why! If this is the case, I I don’t even want the last trace of primordial spirit, as long as it can make you regret it, make you sad... Hahahaha, this world is ruined! You, this unqualified Heavenly Dao, are in another world, guess what you love The death of the person! Hahahaha..."

63 Fourth World (24)

"Jiang Lin, what's wrong with you? You haven't been active for the past two days."

Jiang Lin looked up at the colleague wearily, "It's okay, I haven't slept well these two days."

That colleague usually has a good relationship with Jiang Lin, and he was very concerned when he saw him like this, "It's not just that you didn't sleep well, you have been out of energy for several days, please take a vacation to rest, maybe you are too tired recently."

Jiang Lin scratched his head, "Well, it's okay, tomorrow is the weekend."

The colleague thought for a while, and patted him on the shoulder, "Well, yes. Don't force yourself if you can't hold on, and go back quickly."

Jiang Lin smiled and nodded, "Yes, I see."

After the colleague turned around, Jiang Lin's smile disappeared immediately, and he returned to lying down on the table in a slumped manner.There is no light in the eyes.

He has been back to this world for many days.

A person.

In that space, after Tiandao said that sentence, he blew himself up without hesitation. The last sentence was, "This world has disappeared. Yan Haorui is dead. Are you happy? Hahahaha..."

Of course Jiang Lin didn't believe it, but he woke up after the violent explosion and found himself lying on the bed in the bedroom. It was dark and there was no one around him.

He wanted to get out of bed and turn on the light, but sat on the bed blankly for a long time without moving. When he finally moved himself, he found that it was already dawn.

Jiang Lin has always had no sense of reality, occasionally seeing things like sockets and TVs, he would be stunned, as if he should have lived in a very early age.

Unlike before, Jiang Lin now has mastered the laws of that world, that is to say, he can travel between the two worlds by himself.After he realized this fact, he immediately started to try, but found that he couldn't connect the two worlds at all, and he couldn't find it at all.He scratched his hair in frustration, wondering what the problem was.

He could feel that the world was still there, so Tiandao said, maybe he just hoped that he would be sad.But he couldn't communicate as he imagined.He was furious at his incompetence.

Before going to bed the next night, he simply took sleeping pills, hoping to be as automatic as before.

When Jiang Lin, who was in a deep sleep, woke up in a daze in the morning, seeing the familiar scenery, he almost grabbed a handful of hair in a hurry.

In the past few days, as long as he was at home, he tried all the time, but he hadn't made any progress.In fact, from the first attempt, Jiang Lin had a premonition that he would not be successful, but when the premonition became reality, from hope to despair, the process made him mentally exhausted.

When he returned to the real world on the third day, he had tried no less than a hundred times, and he was about to give up hope.But he is still trying. It has become his habit to try to travel between the two worlds. Many times he also wants to divert his attention to some extent, so that he can at least get a good night's sleep.

But whether he was sitting in front of the computer or holding a book, he couldn't help being distracted.

Later, he finally couldn't help opening the article he wrote, because he hadn't dared to read it for too long before, and this was his first login after he had been to that world.

The comment area is quite barren. He is not a great master, and his update speed is slow. Originally, there were few readers. Now that it has been interrupted for so long, there are only one or two people who occasionally come to urge updates.

He glanced at it and felt very sorry, but he really couldn't continue writing this article - every word seemed to be manipulating Yan Haorui, he couldn't accept it.

After confirming that he had a backup of the sending part in his computer, he clicked to delete the author's account.

he stared blankly