After wearing a book, I reject my personality

The nib is on the snow-white paper? He is writing smoothly and suddenly stops, the depth of field raises his head, the office is empty, the sunlight is mottled from the French windows behind him, and the curvy curtain shadows are outlined on the ground.

The eyeballs slowly swept to the end of the eyes, Depth of Field turned his face sideways, looked at the corner of the French window, and the faint fluff on the back of his hand was trembling quietly.

The air is absolutely quiet, and Depth of Field keeps this posture motionless, silently confronting the shadowless man.

The voyeur was finally not satisfied with watching from a distance, he couldn't suppress his desire to get closer, like a moth pounced on the strong flame, knowing that his heart would hurt when he got close, he couldn't breathe, he still chose to get close, Anyway, his heart is just beating silently and meaninglessly in his chest, why not? If it hurts, the pain still exists.

The warm wind blows over the side face, Depth of Field subconsciously avoids it, the stool moves suddenly, and the carpet on the ground curls up into a ball.

There is only sunshine and shadows in front of the depth of field, but he feels inexplicably dangerous and uncomfortable.

The two worlds are gradually merging. Doesn't Xu Ziyu know what kind of abilities Gu Jingsong is given in the first world? Doesn't Xu Ziyu know? Doesn't Depth of Field know? Even the few people who were taken away don't know.

Depth of Field steps back, stepping back quietly, his eyes fixed on a point in front of him.

He had an intuition—that person was there.

The step back was caught by the curled up carpet, Depth of Field staggered, and when he was about to fall backwards, a strong grip came from his arm, and someone held him back.

Depth of field gazes sharply at his arm, his suit sleeve clearly shows the creases that have been caught.

A force pulled him straight, and immediately let go of his sleeve.

"It's you." Jing Shen retracted his arm, and took a big step back defensively.

The air is floating in the air like the plankton dust in the sun, everything is so ordinary and ordinary, except for the feeling like a gangrene in the body and mind.

The wind blows from the side again, and the depth of field dodges again.

The other party seems to have discovered some interesting game, and keeps approaching silently. The wind blowing during the action floats across the hair, cheeks, and shoulders of the depth of field, which is creepy and at the same time arouses the depth of field anger.

Depth of Field suddenly raised his hand, and hit the wind on the side of his face.

"Snapped--"

There was a crisp sound of hitting the skin, Depth of Field took a breath, and the air froze for a moment—he seemed to have slapped the opponent.The office door is behind him, and Depth can rush out now, but that's not an option in any horror movie, and it looks like a coward.

Jing Shen tidied up the folds of his sleeves calmly, frowned, took out the handkerchief on his chest and wiped his cuffs vigorously, then returned to his seat as if nothing had happened, picked up the pen again, and dealt with his work.

The alarm clock rang on time at 3 minutes to 5, Depth of Field screwed on the cap of the pen, and after sorting out all the documents, he left the office as if nothing had happened.

As long as you don't care about it, as long as you don't fear it, the other party will be the same as now, except that you can't see things in the dark.

The office door was closed.

At the office, the light blue handkerchief abandoned by the owner gradually floated up. Its owner ignored and hated him so much, but he was not angry. He sniffed the handkerchief lightly. There was only the fragrance of brand-new fabric on it. Only by carefully distinguishing can one distinguish the smell of its owner, but it is very faint, so faint that it can hardly be smelled.

Sure enough, I am still deceiving myself.

Even if I keep deceiving myself in my heart, "I only need to watch him, as long as I know he is safe", repeating this countless times every day, it seems that I am really willing to just watch from a distance and be a passerby.

No? Willingly.

As a person who was born to be a villain, shouldn't he also do something that a villain should do?

Depth of field absent minded? Of course Xu Ziyu noticed it, "I'm tired."

Depth of Field concealed: "A little bit."

He didn't? Xu Ziyu concealed him, but he himself chose to hide many things from Xu Ziyu. People always think from their own standpoint, even he can't be exempt.

Xu Ziyu is not the same as him.

He can accept that he is a person in the book, because no matter whether he is in the book or not, he is an ordinary one among all living beings, but Xu Ziyu is different, he was born to save the world, and the existence of multiple worlds has made him Xu Ziyu suffered once, if Xu Ziyu knew that there was a 99% possibility that all of this was just the author's setting, and there were so many bad tastes mixed in, he thought... Xu Ziyu would collapse.

Jing Shen cheered up and smiled at Xu Ziyu, "Let's go on a date."

The backstage was noisy and noisy, and the staff were running around as if someone was chasing after them. The appearance of Jing Shen and Xu Ziyu only briefly caused commotion.

"Dating?" Xu Ziyu looked helplessly at the gorgeous stage.

Depth of Field is on the arranged seat? Sit down, "The general election is over, and the title sponsor should also show his face." He patted the seat next to him, "Your."

There are indeed three words "Xu Ziyu" written on it.

Xu Ziyu sat down with folded arms, "Why is my name still there?"

The depth of field gave him a meaningful look, "Aren't you? Are you the actor?"

The actor who has never been in business: "..."

Depth of Field reveals the ruthless face of a capitalist, "It's very hot."

Xu Ziyu: As long as he is half as concerned about work as he is about it!

Soon, guests came one after another at the venue. Depth of Field was the boss, and everyone came to say hello to him. Xu Ziyu finally had a sense of presence. One "senior" at a time.

Xu Ziyu nodded stiffly, isn't he? He is very good at dealing with this kind of social scene where everyone is smiling.

The depth of field on the side is easy to handle, but a little distracted.

"Xiao Ge, tonight is the general election, are you nervous?" Niu Shuaishuai rubbed Chu Ge's shoulders excitedly.

Chu Ge said casually: "What's there to be nervous about? No.1 must be me."

Indeed, Chu Ge's popularity has already been surpassed in this draft, and the rest of them have no possibility of comparison.

No? I don’t know if it’s Niu Shuaishuai’s illusion. He thinks that Chu Ge’s enthusiasm for his debut has gradually faded, and he doesn’t want to be on the stage anymore. He is always as lazy as he is now, and looks like he is ready to leave at any time Stance.

Chu Ge thought to himself: Should he trust Gu Jingsong?

The roaring voice in the memory was rough and brutal, but it carried an indescribable intimacy. Only for her dearest and most beloved child, she would be so unadorned and deeply loved.

"Stay here, you won't find her."

Chu Ge's heart was pounding, he always thought that as long as he was popular enough and famous enough, one day, his family would know that that person was him, that the person who shone on the stage was the one they had once abandoned that child.

Assuming that too many times have passed, Chu Ge never even thought about the possibility of "they are no longer there".

Why shouldn't they?

They left a child in this world and threw him to this cruel world mercilessly when he was the weakest. How could they leave this world with peace of mind?

Even if it is difficult and painful, and bear the sin of abandoning one's own child, isn't it? Is it for a better life?

Is it easy now? It's easy, he has a little hope of realizing his wish, but Gu Jingsong tells him that the person he is looking for is no longer in this world.

He didn't want to believe it, but the miracle shown by the other party had far surpassed his cognition.

Should I believe it?

Chu Ge raised his eyes, looked past the excited Niu Shuaishuai, and looked all the way to the crowded stadium.

He didn't know why at that moment his eyes could see so far away, and he could clearly see the depth of field and Xu Ziyu meeting and talking.

The lights off the court dimmed, and the host came on stage. After the string of words, there were cheers and applause.

Depth of Field frowned, didn't he? He was too used to such noisy occasions.

Xu Ziyu lowered his head and said something, but he didn't hear clearly, so he moved a little closer to Xu Ziyu's direction, "What?"

"Afraid of noise, why do you still come?"

The warm breath was in his ears, and Xu Ziyu could always sense his emotions very keenly. Jing Shen smiled and leaned his head up to Xu Ziyu's ear, "No? Are you dating? "

Xu Ziyu glanced at him, the corners of Depth of Field's mouth curled up, and he smiled teasingly, if he hadn't been under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xu Ziyu would want to kiss him right now.

Xu Ziyu stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Jingshen's hand, the strength was neither light nor heavy, between tickling and hurting Jingshen, probably similar to flirting, so Jingshen just patted the back of his hand like a little girl , signaling him to restrain himself a bit.

Chu Ge's stage performance is very good.

This is the second time that Jingshen has heard Chu Ge sing live.

Compared with the previous magic sound piercing ears, this time it can be described as the gap between heaven and hell. Chu Ge's voice is like the sound of nature, which makes the rest of the contestants look like dumb.

After the fusion of the world, Chu Ge's musical talent returned.

Depth of field thoughts gradually drift away.

When and where will this world end, and where will their fate flow?

After Chu Ge finished singing, the audience applauded and cheered overwhelmingly, and Depth of Field also applauded Chu Ge from the bottom of his heart. No matter what the future holds, he sincerely hopes that everyone can control their own destiny. to what they want.

Xu Ziyu also applauded. His attitude towards Chu Ge has never been as concerned as that of Depth of Field, and he was not satisfied for a while.

"I..." Chu Ge stood on the stage, with sequins on his cheeks. Under the illumination of the stage lights, it reflected colorful and gorgeous light. His lips moved slightly, and his eyes were fixed on a void.

It was unusually quiet on and off the stage at the moment, and the fans waited with bated breath for the idol's speech after the stage.

Looking up, Jing Shen suddenly felt a kind of uneasiness in Chu Ge's bewildered long silence, and he stood up abruptly.

Xu Ziyu was startled by his sudden movement, and stood up subconsciously.

Chu Ge on the stage saw the two standing up, his frozen eyes trembled, he opened his mouth, and his breath came clearly from the microphone—"I'm sorry."

For him, his obsession, his most important person is not in this world.

The people on the stage fell to the ground without warning, and fell straight back. The gorgeous stage made a loud noise, which instantly caused great chaos in the venue.

After being stunned for a moment, Depth of Field immediately walked towards the stage quickly. Chu Ge, who fell on the ground, was surrounded by people, with a calm face and blood oozing from the back of his head.

"Chu Ge!"

The ambulance came quickly, and Jing Shen was a little unsteady standing in the crowd. Xu Ziyu beside him calmly supported him, "Don't be afraid, he will be fine."

"I know……"

Jing took a deep breath, they will not leave this world because of death.

His mind was full of the firm and paranoid look that Chu Ge looked into the sky before he fell down.

Half an hour later, news came from the hospital that Chu Ge's rescue was unsuccessful and he died on the spot.

Niu Shuaishuai cried until he collapsed at the door of the emergency room.

After receiving the news, Jing Shen's mind went blank for a moment, and he finally knew what ability the author gave Gu Jingsong—death.