It turns out that I am a heartthrob who came out of the comics.

The New Year’s Eve is approaching, and the streets are full of New Year’s atmosphere. The shopping malls and various businesses are decorated with bright red decorations at the entrances, and red lanterns are hung every few meters, showing the romance of Chinese people everywhere.

After getting in the car, He Shenjian didn't speak for a long time, so Sinan didn't ask.

He Shenjian's driving is not the same as Mo Tingbai's. Even when braking and starting, he can make the interior of the car look smooth and consistent. If you are a person who often gets motion sickness, you will probably like to take He Shenjian's car very much.

"Is the temperature in the car okay?" He Shenjian finally said the first sentence.

Simon nodded: "Yes."

When Mo Ting was in the white car, Sinan liked to look out the window, feeling that the buildings and cars were following them.

But when he was in He Shenjian's car, he would only look ahead, and what he thought in his mind was, ah, the next step is to turn.

"He Shenjian, where are you going on New Year's Eve?" Si Nan asked him.

In the eyes of all fans, He Shenjian is a very mysterious person. No one has ever photographed him and his family in the same frame. No matter how powerful a hacker is, he can't dig out his personal information. Where did it come from, and what kind of growth environment did it grow into now.

What everyone knows about his side is what he gave, and no matter how deep the search is, they can't find it.

However, hiding information is a very normal thing for idol stars. Most people use their stage names to enter the circle. Those who do not pay attention to their personal life will also be cautious about family information, fearing that their family members will be disturbed because of themselves.

Fans said that He Shenjian protected his family very well, but others said that He Shenjian was an orphan who had no father or mother since childhood.

No one in the company knew the specific identity of He Shenjian, and even Yuan Shen hadn't heard anything about himself from He Shenjian himself.

If it was the latter possibility, it would actually be impolite to ask about it, but Sinan asked in the end because he wanted to ask He Shenjian if he had nowhere to go, would he spend New Year's Eve with him.

He also wants to live alone.

Although the original body has a father and a mother, the family relationship is very weak. The only connection that can be united is probably that the original body will regularly send a sum of money to his parents every month. Even when he is not going well .

After entering this world, Sinan continued what Yuanshen did, and took advantage of the end of the year to ask him if he would go home to celebrate the New Year with them, but Yuanshen's parents told him that the two had already flown to Europe for a visit.

In previous years, the eldest brother, the second brother, and the eldest sister would have a lively time with him no matter how busy their business was. He had never had a New Year's Eve alone, so he didn't want to do it this year either.

He Shenjian looked at Sinan, paused, and said, "If nothing else happens, he should still be in City A."

Originally, the group was invited to the New Year's Eve party, but because Sinan accepted the variety show and didn't have time to rehearse, they all chose not to go.

"Then you want to spend New Year's Eve with me?" Sinan said.

Seeing that He Shen was breathing for a moment, he tilted his head slightly and found that Sinan was still looking at the front, "Are you also in City A?"

Sinan nodded: "My parents are traveling abroad, if you live alone, why don't we have a company, isn't the New Year just to be lively, we can't set off fireworks now, but we can still watch the Spring Festival Gala together. "

He Shenjian's voice was gentle: "Okay, then let's celebrate the New Year together."

A festive and colorful lantern painting was painted on the LED screen of a building with dozens of floors in the distance. A naked long-bearded dragon shuttled through the painting, as if it really penetrated the building.

"What are you going to tell me?" Si Nan asked him.

The studio and the villa were not far away, and he was almost at the destination as he talked, Sinan felt that if he didn't ask this question, maybe He Shenjian didn't plan to say it anymore.

He Shenjian slowed down the driving speed, but this time Sinan felt the slight shaking of the car.

He Shenjian tightened his hands on the steering wheel, "If you were given a choice, would you like to continue living your current life, or go back to your previous life?"

previous life?

If it was the previous life of this body, it would be a little more silent and lonely, but in fact it is not a big deal.Sufficient food and clothing, quietly writing songs and lyrics, may not be liked by so many people, but there is no need to face so many things.

Going forward with time, when everyone's eyes are replaced by other things, there will not be so many people who hate him, and this will be an ordinary life of an ordinary person.

But what about life in the comics.

He can get everything easily, and he doesn't have to rush through various programs to get attention like now. Opening his eyes every day is not a 24-hour schedule, but different people are trying their best to please him.

There are also the eldest brother, the second brother and the eldest sister, who help him take care of everything carefully.

"I don't know." Sinan shook his head blankly.

He can't make such a choice at the moment, unless he really reaches that moment, when he stands at the critical point of the two lives, when the coin is thrown high in the air and is about to land, he will know what he wants in his heart What do you want.

He took a few breaths: "Although the previous life was a little quieter, it was actually not bad. Fame or something, you will find that it is not that important when you get it in your hand."

As he spoke, he got into trouble again: "But I still like the stage. If I go back to the past, I'm afraid there won't be as many stages as there are now."

After he finished speaking, He Shenjian didn't speak for a long time. He saw exploding fireworks jumping on the LED screen in front of the road. The fireworks flew upwards, and the snowflakes fell downwards, making this city without snow and fireworks much more a landscape.

Another corner is their dormitory villa, He Shenjian slowly pulled over and stopped the car.

His arms were tightly leaning on the steering wheel, and his body was pressed against the seat. After a long silence, he said, "I'm talking about returning to Sinan's life."

Si Nan's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong, but he still said, "I am Si Nan."

He Shenjian slowly turned to him, meeting his eyes: "I mean, Sinan."

Sinan's breathing stagnated for a moment, and he keenly felt that He Shenjian seemed a little strange at the moment, and the "Sinan" he was talking about must not be his current identity.

Did He Shenjian know his true identity?

No, after possessing all the memories of the original body, he will do almost everything according to the habits of the original body. Even if there is a mistake in one or two places, he will not be guessed to be another person, let alone the body With this body, how could anyone think that he came out of a comic?

Sinan smiled calmly: "Shen Jian, I don't quite understand what you are talking about."

"Sinan." He Shenjian looked at him seriously, "I know you are not the real Sinan, and I know who you really are."

Sinan forced a smile, "Deep see, you haven't had a drink? You can't drive after drinking, or we can walk back like this? It's not too far anyway, there may be traffic police ahead, if you get caught When the time comes, it will be over if it is reported, and Li Duan can't do anything about it no matter how powerful he is..."

Seeing that He Shen didn't interrupt his chatter, he waited until Sinan himself gradually lost his voice before saying, ""Compass Rules"."

The corner of Si Nan's mouth moved, and his smile froze.

He heard He Shenjian use this familiar face to make a strange self-introduction: "I also came out of comics."

Sinan felt that someone appeared behind him and grabbed his neck so hard that he couldn't breathe.The shock he felt when he entered this world was not as strong as when he heard these words at this moment.

He Shenjian also came out of the comics?

How can this be?

Is he playing with his words?

Is there a camera in this car?Are you doing a show?If so, then He Shenjian just ran into him walking out of the comics by mistake, or did it on purpose.

But He Shenjian is Sinan's friend, there is no doubt about it, he has this ability from the original world, he can clearly perceive whether others are kind to him, so even when he first came to face Mo Tingbai's iceberg He didn't feel offended by the face and Ace's repeated provocations, because in his perception, neither of them was malicious.

Si Nan swallowed, "How can a person come out of a comic, are you kidding me, see you deep."

He Shenjian knew that Sinan didn't trust him at the moment, so he raised his mobile phone to show him, "I didn't record, nor did I turn on any devices, I'm serious, Sinan, I, like you, learned from "The Law of the Compass" people who come out."

Si Nan blinked twice and didn't speak.

He Shenjian pointed to the storage compartment: "You can take out the comics inside."

Sinan opened the storage compartment in the car, and there really was the "Compass Rules" in it.

It's been a long time since I haven't seen myself like this, and the people inside can't be said to be unfamiliar or familiar. He looked at his face through the rearview mirror, and it seemed that he was really getting more and more like his original appearance.

Did He Shenjian guess based on this?

"You like freesia, you are left-handed, you only eat watermelon in summer, you only eat the middle piece, you like all kinds of snacks, especially egg yolk cakes, you like to bask in the sun in winter, you have a white puppet with a brown tail on it hair."

What He Shenjian said was all about him, but they were all known in the comics.

"Have you read this cartoon, the people in it seem to be quite similar to me, is the author a fan of mine hahahaha..." Sinan laughed dryly.

He Shenjian continued: "Your favorite color is blue, but you have never worn clothes of this color, but when you see blue, your eyes can't help but become gentle. At the age of 16 Hit someone on your bike for the first time, and you cracked that guy's elbow with a couple of stitches, but you didn't hurt at all."

These are all contents that are not in the comics, but they actually existed in his world.

He couldn't remember the face of the person he hit, and his elder brother helped him deal with it later. If He Shenjian hadn't mentioned it, he might have forgotten such an incident in his life.

Sinan looked at He Shenjian again, "But I've never seen you before."

"Because I have never appeared in your world." He Shenjian said, "Maybe I shouldn't say that. I have appeared, but I have never let you remember."

He Shenjian rolled up his cuffs, revealing a three-centimeter-long scar inside, "I'm the one who was knocked down by you."

In Sinan's memory, He Shenjian had never worn short-sleeved clothes, but even if he did, seeing the scar, Sinan would not at all associate him with the person he bumped into in the comic world a few years ago.

"I'm sorry..." For some reason, Sinan suddenly said these three words.

He Shenjian looked at him: "Do you now believe that I, like you, came out of comics?"

Sinan nodded slowly: "I can't digest it."

He Shen laughed: "I was also surprised when I saw you coming."

"Did you know that I was mine from the very beginning?" Sinan asked raptly.

He Shenjian nodded: "From the day you came, I knew it was you the first time I saw you."

Sinan bit his lower lip: "Sorry, I didn't recognize you."

"It's okay." He Shenjian smiled gently at him, "It's strange that you recognize me."

"Then why didn't you say it?" Sinan asked him.

He Shenjian's eyes avoided for a moment, and then he lowered his eyes and blinked: "I asked you later if you like living here."

On the day of the photoshoot and the concert, He Shenjian asked him more than once.

It was he who said he liked it here, so He Shenjian didn't choose to disturb his existence in this capacity.

"Then why are you talking about it now?" Sinan asked.

He Shenjian's expression suddenly became sad, but it was only for a second or two, and he quickly covered up his gaffe, "Even in the past, you were not so weak that you would lose weight if you moved a little. Sweating, right?"

Sinan thought for a while, and there really wasn't. As a protagonist who is not weak, his body has always been unbelievably healthy, and all his illnesses are related to the plot, and it is usually easy to go up to the [-]th floor in one breath...

"I guess maybe it's a side effect of your fusion with this body. Do you remember the dean you went to see when you had a cold?"

Simon nodded.

"Because what he said made me a little uneasy. Later, I went to him in private again. After a long chat, he revealed to me that his family has some metaphysical history. In layman's terms, it is similar to yin and yang eyes. He See that what lies in your body is not yourself."

This is too mysterious. . .

But thinking that I can walk out of the comics, what else is impossible in this world?

"And then?" Si Nan asked.

He Shenjian said: "But then he refused to say anything else. He only said that if you don't have similar symptoms in the future, there is nothing wrong. good."

Then He Shenjian frowned and looked at Sinan: "Have you started to lethargy recently?"

Drowsiness is also an occasional thing. He will suddenly feel unable to lift his eyelids on a certain day after a few days, and then sleep for nearly half a day.

Because he had been running around in the rehearsal room during this time, he only thought that he was too tired from rehearsing, so he didn't care.

Thinking about it now, there might be some problems, after all, neither he nor the original body had ever had such a situation before.

Si Nan nodded in bewilderment, and then asked He Shenjian, "Are you doing the same?"

He Shenjian shook his head and said, "I'm different from you. I didn't put it on anyone's body. I am myself."

No wonder even the scars were brought along.

Simon was still wondering.

"Then what should I do..." Sinan lowered his head.

What if one day he fell asleep and couldn't wake up again.

"So I ask you, do you want to go back?"

"I don't even know how I got here, how to go back..."

He Shenjian turned on the phone, opened the photo album and pulled out a photo, in which sat a boy who looked about his age, wearing a blue sweater, gnawing on a hamburger without hesitation, with the other hand He was still holding a bottle of Coke tightly, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time.

"This is Huaxia."

Draw summer?

His... Creator?

……

After returning to the villa, Mo Ting Bai was staring at the door with displeasure as soon as he opened the door.

"Why did you go?" Mo Tingbai looked at the two suspiciously, "You came back so late."

Si Nan nodded dully, then shook his head again, "I just said something."

Mo Tingbai snorted coldly: "What are you whispering, you can still talk for so long."

He Shenjian didn't care about Mo Tingbai's provocation, and just said, "I'll send you his information later, think about it for yourself."

Si Nan nodded blankly.

After He Shenjian entered his room, Mo Tingbai walked up to Sinan: "Whose message?"

Si Nan turned his head slowly: "Who?"

Mo Tingbai frowned.

"Oh." Sinan reacted the same way, "A cartoonist."

"Why do you want the cartoonist's information?" Mo Tingbai remembered the cartoons on the table in his room, Sinan still likes to read cartoons, which is normal, "Don't talk about this, let me ask you, you are not going to give me medicine Is it? Why don’t you say what you say?”

Simon said "Oh", "I'm sorry, I'm late, I'll put it on you when you change your medicine."

Mo Tingbai stretched out the hand behind his back in front of him, "I didn't apply the medicine myself, you give it to me."

Taking cleaning tools such as iodine and gauze from the small medicine cabinet downstairs, Sinan followed Mo Tingbai upstairs. He had never bandaged anyone before, but just learned how to paint a gourd like on TV, and made Mo Tingbai a beautiful one. The slender hands were tied like a pig's hoof.

"What are you tied up for? It's too ugly." Mo Tingbai complained.

"Then I'll untie it and re-tie it for you." Sinan said.

Mo Tingbai withdrew his hand all of a sudden: "Did I ask you to dismantle it? I didn't say I didn't like it."

Simon: "Oh, as long as you like it."

He put the rest of the tools into the small medicine box, and suddenly felt that the top of his head was dark. Mo Tingbai leaned forward to wrap him, his warm breath brushed against his ears, and his voice was vague and blurred: "Didn't you want to?" Tell me what to say, now you can say it."

Sinan stepped back, looked at Mo Tingbai's eyes filled with anticipation, and squeezed his palm.

"Don't listen to nothing."

"I'm listening."

"Let's celebrate the New Year together."