After the system became a teddy bear, the roommate took a fancy to it

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Sunlight passes through the master bedroom and refracts onto the mirror in the small bathroom.

The surface of the mirror was covered with a thin layer of water mist, and under the covered picture was a murder.

422's empty eyes are focused on the front, and he can see everything clearly.

There was a woman lying on the floor, her face was as pale as a ghost, her hair and half of her face were soaked in blood, the red water spread on the tiles and flowed down the steps facing her face.

She is not dead yet, her eyes are looking in the direction of 422, her lips are opening and closing, as if to say something, her eyes are half nostalgic and half frustrated.

422 felt himself being held tightly by something, strong enough to pinch him in half.

Then came a voice from above.

A calm, cold male voice: "I'll call an ambulance for you now, and I won't treat you. If the ambulance comes quickly, you can survive. If it comes slowly, it will end like this."

Then he found himself moving, his eyes moving uncontrollably, like he was in a car.

He tried his best to observe everything he could see, and finally saw a clear human figure in a standing mirror.

Male, black hair, white T-shirt.The eyes are slightly drooping, and the facial features are fairly regular and delicate, but they are not stunning and exquisite.

But that is not the image of oneself in this world.

The young man put the brown teddy bear doll in his hand on the bed, and 422 felt soft under his buttocks, and he fell back uncontrollably.

My current image is...

422 was silent for a moment, and spoke to the system work group through brainwaves:

A27004 World, Yu Qixing, which system is responsible for "The President Killed Me"?A female character is about to die and no one comes to save her, with a red warning sign on her head.

Soon ding ding dong dong followed several messages.

"Oh my god, what's mine is mine, I'll take a look."

"God, it's the heroine, 422, please help me out, I can't operate it outside."

"I can't help it, I'm stuck in this world," 422 looked at the ceiling calmly: "Now it's just a teddy bear."

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turned into a teddy bear.

422 looked for the programmer in charge of the channel, and the programmer replied two words "under repair" in seconds, and there was no follow-up after that.

Generally, the time to go back in this situation depends on fate, if it is fast, it will take two working days, if it is slow, it may be two or three years.

This means that he has to operate his world remotely while he is a teddy bear, which is more than a little bit of trouble.

But he is annoying, the system in charge of this world should be even more annoying, that hapless heroine is almost gone.

He listened to the young man's unhurried call and reported his location to the other side.

There are colleagues in the group who are helping to operate the system, and the ambulance is expected to arrive within 2 minutes, and the man got up once in this 2 minutes.

With this posture, he couldn't see where the man had gone. He only knew that the light shining on his face was blocked a lot. The man's voice came from some distance: "The sun outside is very good, but it's a pity that you are going to die. Look at it again." It's not here."

422 recalled the title of the script that he had just seen, "***".

Then the heroine probably doesn't care about sunshine in this kind of life.

The hell she lived in, where no sunlight came in.

The ambulance arrived on time two minutes and three seconds later, and the teddy bear was knocked to the ground amidst the panicked actions of everyone.

From the head to the place where the limbs touched the ground became wet and heavy, 422 watched himself lying in a pool of blood through the mirror, and his feet were striding back and forth from the top of his head.

Seeing that a foot wearing a sock with a Peppa Pig pattern was about to step on his head, he subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but he couldn't.

At the very moment, a pale hand tugged him, saving him from the imminent disaster.

Looking away, 422 looked back at the man's face.

This time he could see more clearly, and the man's expression was more vivid than before.

To be precise, he saw "disgust" in the other party's slightly frowned brows and eyes.

"It's all stained with blood."

422 sighed inwardly.

Yes, it was all stained with blood, and he couldn't wash himself off yet, so he also hated it.

But this is what 422 should care about, not what this man should care about.

A big living person, and a beautiful woman with exquisite facial features, is dying in front of you. You still have time to care about whether the doll is stained with blood. You should reflect on whether you are too cold-blooded.

422 tried his best to glance over the opponent's head, trying to see the content of the cursor clearly.

Every role in the plane with a role in the play will have an identity, covering the name of the script and the name of the character. The more important the character, the brighter the color and the larger the font size. A red alert sign appears after the name as before.

This man's identity is so faint that it is almost invisible, and coupled with the other party's unimpressive face, it can be judged that he currently has no role in any script, and he is counted as an original character to be developed.

This level of cold-blooded, there is no system to develop him?What a seed for a ruthless pervert.

422 remember the other party's name in the work notes:

Zhao Huayuan.

Alright, after the channel is repaired and we return to the main space, we will find you for the next script.

A woman asked Zhao Huayuan, "Are you a family member of the patient?"

The other party said lightly, "No, it's her neighbor."

"Can you contact her family?"

"I'll go with you," the man got up, "She has no relatives."

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Zhao Huayuan followed the car to the hospital and paid all the expenses for the hostess. He carried a bear along the way, shaking 422 until it was dark and there were several lines of news in the work group.

When everything calmed down, he sat on the iron chair in the corridor and waited for the doctor to call. The bear sat at his feet, leaning on the leg of the chair.

I didn't expect that a neighbor could help the heroine to this extent, there seemed to be a little tenderness in the cold blood.

Very good, the character design is complicated enough, the next script decided to make him a male lead candidate.

A colleague in the work group posted: "The hero has passed away."

The unlucky system whose heroine almost died quickly replied: "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner when I come back."

In the next second, I saw a tall figure in a black windbreaker approaching hurriedly, followed by a dozen bodyguards in the same black clothes and black trousers. The male lead stood in front of the iron chair with long legs, grabbed Zhao Huayuan's collar and asked: "You hurt her?!"

His eyes were red, his expression was ferocious, and his hair was messy.

What a look of being crazy about love and heartbroken.

It's just that Zhao Huayuan didn't hurt the heroine, but saved the heroine. What's more, according to the routine of this script, the heroine's accident is most likely to be caused by the hero's side.

Zhao Huayuan's expression 422 cannot be seen, but it can be imagined that it must be very bad. He only heard him reply to the domineering president: "It's not me, I just sent her here."

The person to worry about came, and he, a passer-by, got up and was about to leave.

The president reached out to stop him: "You..." But the president couldn't finish his sentence because the doctor came to find someone.

The CEO let go of Zhao Huayuan and rushed towards him. A man's anxious voice came from behind: "How is she? Is she still alive?"

Zhao Huayuan was able to withdraw from the vortex of the plot that the original character should not be involved in.

He walked a few steps, then turned back.

He didn't forget to take the bear away.

422 was carried by him to visit the hospital scenery again, and then the trip stopped in front of a trash can.Looking at the enlarged green recyclable device in front of him, a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

I only heard the man talking to himself: "I wanted to give it to her, but now it seems that she doesn't need it."

422 ran through a lot of "scratches" in his mind, and immediately yelled for help in the group: "Who is free! Save me quickly! I'm going to be thrown into the trash can!"

Working group:

"Little Teddy, don't panic when things happen, stay calm."

"hahahahahahahahahahaha"

"What's for dinner tonight?"

……

These heartless bastards!

Fortunately, the colleagues didn't talk about it, and they should have already taken action.

Because when 422 was about to fall from Zhao Huayuan's hand, a little girl's voice came from beside him: "Why did you throw the bear?"

Zhao Huayuan and 422 turned around and looked at the girl.

The girl was wearing a hospital gown. She was thin and scribbled. She didn't even have an ID on her head. She was an ordinary npc.

Zhao Huayuan replied: "Because it's dirty."

"Can you give it to me, brother?" the girl raised her face with longing expression, "I really want a bear, but I don't have the money to buy it."

422's body was held up and stretched towards the little girl, and was soon brought back.

Zhao Huayuan said, "I'll give it to you in two days."

The girl showed a big smile, her ordinary face shining brightly in the setting sun, and she replied crisply: "Okay!"

The girl raised her hand, and 422 thought that she was going to make an appointment with Zhao Huayuan like a child in a normal script, but she just waved her hand at them childishly: "Thank you brother, you can come to the second room on the third floor of building B to find me." , I have something very important today, brother goodbye."

She ran towards the hospital gate and merged into the vast sunset glow.

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422 finally escaped, and on the first night after turning into a teddy bear, he gloriously lay down in a washbasin and enjoyed the scrubbing service of the aborigines of the plane.

Hot water, warm water, cold water, all kinds of water temperature have been felt once, it has been soaked numb.

After an unknown number of times, Zhao Huayuan began to rub it, blurring 422's vision until the relatives did not recognize human beings or animals.

For the last time, 422 observed that the water poured from the basin was neither foam nor bloody.

Zhao Huayuan washed himself clean.

Don't want the little girl to receive a bloody doll?

422 was held in two ears by two clips, suspended in the air, facing the owner of the house to the sound of the guitar next door.

The other party's hair was a little long, and the bangs and the hair around the ears were a little wet, sticking to his pale face, making him look a little gloomy.

Although I don't know why he treated the heroine so much in the beginning, but he is not a bad person, is he?

However, just as 422 was thinking this way, he got up, picked up the chair from the computer desk, and raised it high.

There was a loud "boom", and the chair hit the wall. Zhao Huayuan stood by the wall and said to the next door, "It's so noisy, it's 11 o'clock."

The neighbor next door was too frightened to make a sound.

The man calmly put down his chair, went into the bathroom to take a shower, blow his hair, and turned off the lights to sleep.

422 was dangling in the cold winter air, the bear hair trembling against the wind, thinking about what to do next beside this abnormal person.

[The author has something to say: Babes are absolutely he, welcome to the pit~]