When Gu Xichao transmigrated into Fu Hongxue

The saddest thing in life is that you can't do what you want to do, and you can't do what you want to do.

Gu Xichao's greatest suffering in this life is that he wants to love, but he can't be happy, has hatred, but can only blame himself, wants to advance, but can't move an inch, wants to retreat, but can't help himself.

And as a character at the mercy of the author, it is even more miserable.

"Gu Xichao," an old man in his 70s sat on a stack of books and looked at him, "Now you have a chance to do it all over again, but you still have to be a character in a book. Would you like to?" "

Gu Xichao took a look around this dilapidated small study room. There were piles of books in this room, piled crookedly on the bookshelves and placed on the entire four walls.A book was thrown under his feet. On the rotten blue cover, there were three characters written - Nishuihan.

His story was written there, and his pain and helplessness were written in a thin volume of hundreds of thousands of words.

He wanted to bend down to pick it up, pretending to be disillusioned, to flip through the contents, to see what he had done in his life, and what the author had written.But the outstretched hand was shaking, and he still couldn't be so free and easy after all.

Gu Xichao frowned, stretched out his foot and kicked the book in front of him to the side.

He is Gu Xichao, even if he is completely defeated and all thoughts are lost, he is still the jade-faced Shura Gu Xichao who can frighten one side!Even the author himself has to comment on the young and talented Gu Xichao——!

Gu Xichao took a deep breath, her spine straightened, but she let out a heavy breath, as if filled with endless sadness and loneliness.

The skinny old man took out a book from the shelf beside him, looked up at him, "Are you willing?"

Gu Xichao smiled coldly, "Whether I want to or not is up to me, otherwise I wouldn't have come here out of my body."

"In that case," the old man twirled his beard and shook his head, "what kind of life do you want?"

Gu Xichao was startled, then turned her head and stared blankly at the old man.He was disheartened at first, but he didn't expect that he still had a choice, and he couldn't speak for a while.

What kind of life does he want?

Since his birth, life has been in his hands.

It is up to God to choose who his parents are, so he was born as the son of j□j.

He thought that if he got fame, he would be able to make a fortune, but in the end he found that success does not depend on hard work alone.

He wanted to give up his pen and join the army, he wanted to stand out, he had thousands of thoughts, but in the end it was all in vain.In the end, it became impossible for mediocre to marry a wife and have children.

Gu Xichao smiled suddenly, imitating the old man who also took two books and put them on the floor, and sat down on the spot.He leaned on the wooden bookshelf, and said: "Gu has spent his whole life running around in a mediocre way, seemingly free and easy, but in fact he has never been reckless. If the old man can really fulfill Gu's wish, then I can only hope that I can do it." Own."

The bad old man opposite rolled his eyes, "It's a pity that "Nai Shui Han" didn't write a sequel, and Gu Xichao is the only one. What's not your own, I haven't understood what it means to accept fate after living half my life."

Gu Xichao's expression froze, "Gu has accepted his fate a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have wandered into the rivers and lakes and drank his sorrows all day long."

"Is this called resignation? Now that you have resigned to your fate, what else can you worry about?" The old man's thin eyes showed extraordinarily bright eyes, "This person has to learn to be content, to be muddle-headed, With eyes closed and opened, one day has passed, and if eyes have not been opened, a lifetime has passed." The old man tapped the pipe and pot in his hand on the soles of his feet, and took out shredded tobacco from his arms, "Hurry up, don't give it to me." I'll deal with those vain ones, to be honest."

Gu Xichao pursed his lips and bowed his head for a long time before slowly pulling out a smile, "I've been taught, sir is right." He smiled again, "Gu... If I can live again, Gu Mou only wants to live for himself, not to be burdened by fame, not to be busy for profit, to have a friend who will take care of him with all his heart, and to have a woman who truly loves me. That's all."

Is that all there is to this request?

The old man rolled his eyes and thought to himself that you almost never asked for a noble family and a lot of money.

He glanced at Gu Xichao, and casually picked up the books in front of him, such as "Xiao Shishilang", "Lu Xiaofeng", "Legend of Chu Liuxiang".The protagonists here are all very lucky, and all of them are talented and handsome, and they are all chic and romantic.But if such a character is given to Gu Xichao, it's still a waste. The romantic and suave protagonist must be turned into a melancholy niche, so who will act in such a good plot?

While smoking a dry cigarette, the old man was tinkering with the small black box in front of him.Gu Xichao was not in the mood to bother him, just sat on the ground and meditated.

The old man let out a "Yo Hey" voice, stared at the small black box, and then looked at the face of Gu Xichao who was sitting next to him, his eyes lit up and he laughed.

"Gu Xichao, there is someone who just meets your requirements."

"Who?"

The old man shook his head pretending to be mysterious, "This man is not burdened by fame, and he does not rush for profit. He has a friend who is utterly devoted to him, and a woman who truly loves him."

But Gu Xichao shook his head, "I don't want it. His friend isn't me, and that woman doesn't love me. If you want to give it, then give me what I want, if you can't—" Gu Xichao paused, and didn't continue , but there is no need to guess the meaning behind it, it must be words that offend people.

The story of Gu Xichao's end was clearly written, although he did not kill him, but his family was ruined, his thoughts were cut off, his ambition was lost, and his dignity was lost.In the following days, Gu Xichao disappeared in the rivers and lakes, but Gu Xichao, a drunkard, appeared in the streets and alleys.He drank his sorrows all day long, but all his martial arts skills were used to make troubles by drinking, and he never wrote a word even though he was full of money.

Gu Xichao was already completely hopeless, and was just waiting for the rest of his life in a daze, but who would have thought that such a strange thing would happen to him.The old man not only said that he was a character in a book, but that he could start all over again.

But he couldn't help but not believe it, this old man is indeed weird, these words moved Gu Xichao's heart, and gave him a little hope.

But Gu Xichao is Gu Xichao after all, if you want to give it, then you have to give it to your heart's content, if you can't, then don't even mention it.The few words he replied to the old man were actually resolute and domineering.

"That's right, it's your own life!" The old man was even more cheerful, "I will send you there at the beginning of the story, and you will get to know them by yourself. It's up to you whether you want to befriend them or not!"

Gu Xichao was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

The old man immediately took out a book and handed it to Gu Xichao, "Let's make an agreement, this book is not allowed to go back."

Gu Xichao took the notebook and looked down at the cover, a man was drawn on the cover with a knife on his back.What surprised Gu Xichao the most was that this person looked very much like him!

He looked at the title of the book again, "The End of the World and the Bright Moon Knife".Gu Xichao looked at the title of the book for a long time, and found that the title sounded much better than "Nai Shui Han".The end of the world, the bright moon, and the knife reveal a free and easy atmosphere with high mountains and long rivers.

Misunderstandings are so beautiful.Sometimes, a name means nothing.Is Dongfang Invincible this awesome B, what's the result?In order to practice kung fu, I didn't even have a small gun.

Gu Xichao flipped through it casually, and found that there were pages of blank paper inside, only the first few articles had words, "What's going on?"

"This TV show hasn't finished yet. It's just the first episode, so the back is blank. When the show starts, new plots will naturally appear on it." The old man looked at Gu Xichao's face, afraid that he would go back on his word. He also said: "There are a lot of fish and dragons in the rivers and lakes. I'm afraid you will suffer, so I will give you some clues. It's just a reference, a reference. You can browse it casually. If you don't want to read it, it's okay to throw it away. Anyway, you will be Fu Hongxue when the time comes, so even if you go to be a No one cares about you, Gu Hongxue!"

Gu Xichao didn't understand what TV series meant, and what the first episode meant.But he probably understood what this book was.This book is about Gu Xichao's story, but it's just the beginning of the story, and the rest of it hasn't been written yet.

Gu Xichao closed the notebook and asked, "What if I don't live according to this story?"

The old man's old god said, "It's okay."

"really?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" The little old man squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and slapped Gu Xichao's forehead.

This blow seemed random, but with Gu Xichao's skill, he couldn't dodge it, and got hit solidly.Gu Xichao felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the weird and thin old man disappeared without a trace.

The weird and skinny old man snorted twice, brushed off his clothes and sat back down again, took the small black box and clicked on Baidu, and looked at the latest stills of "The Knife at the End of the World".The old man laughed cheerfully, it was the most suitable for Gu Xichao to be Fu Hongxue.What's more, he didn't lie to Gu Xichao. Fu Hongxue really didn't care about fame and fortune.Don't say that he has bad intentions and got Gu Xichao to suffer in that adaptation, it would be good if he wasn't included in the original work!

The little old avatar was quite proud, opened a file, and began to type in a crackling voice, muttering while typing, "How can I change it for fun..."

On the other side, Gu Xichao felt dazed for a while, and suddenly felt dizzy, unable to move his hands and feet.

After a while, he felt a little more comfortable, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a young man pressing on his body, holding him tightly, a few strands of hair fell down on Gu Xichao's neck, slightly numb itch.

The man looked at him worriedly with his eyes wide open, and when he saw him open his eyes, he asked anxiously, "Are you feeling better?"

Gu Xichao's eyes widened instantly.