Wang Xiaoming of Lucifer

'Just get used to it' he'd said countless times, but apparently it didn't work.

"Lucifer," Wang Xiaoming moved his head slightly, resting his chin on Lucifer's shoulder, "I realized I was wrong before."

"Huh?" Lucifer responded incomprehensibly.

"I took it for granted that the whole world in the book revolved around the protagonist." Wang Xiaoming recalled what he experienced as Ke Lin, "Actually, until I read the whole plot, I thought Colin or George will be the main characters in this book world, and they should be important supporting roles, but I didn't expect them to be the first of the passers-by, and all the descriptions related to them don't even add up to a hundred words."

"En." Lucifer replied, in fact, from Colin's point of view, it is indeed possible to write a good novel.

"So, in fact, even if it's just the world in the book, everyone in it is not born to serve as a foil or a supporting role for the protagonist." Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming suddenly figured out that Michael had sealed off the memory of the four of them this time. intention.

"kindness."

"And you think, in the last world, although we all have memories, who would have thought that Lao Chu and Lao Wei would be the protagonists? Obviously before the end of the world, or at the beginning of the end of the world, neither I feel like they're going to be the protagonists of the book."

"kindness."

"I wonder if uncle wants to tell me through these two worlds that no one is destined to be the protagonist of the world from the beginning. I should not judge the quality of this world just because of the life of the protagonist. All are created equal, aren't they?"

"En." Lucifer felt that he had learned more in the four book worlds he traveled with Wang Xiaoming than in the countless book worlds he had been to before, and all of them were Wang Xiaoming. Taught him, "All living beings are created equal."

"Keynes, it really is you who understand me best." Hearing that Lucifer agreed with his thoughts, Wang Xiaoming jumped forward with a smile, just like he had done countless times in the book world.

Lucifer smiled and stroked Wang Xiaoming's hair: "I always feel a loss."

"En?" Wang Xiaoming looked up at Lucifer strangely and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lucifer shook his head, not intending to answer Wang Xiaoming's question.

"Kai! En! Si!" Wang Xiaoming pinched Lucifer's face indignantly, "You are like this again."

Lucifer, whose face was pinched, froze for a moment, frowned slightly and asked, "Honey, who am I?"

"Keynes." After Wang Xiaoming answered subconsciously, he realized that he had confused himself with Ke Lin again, "Sorry."

Lucifer shook his head and kissed Wang Xiaoming's forehead: "I'll take you back to fuse first, and then teach you new spells."

"En?" Wang Xiaoming was just about to ask Lucifer in a daze, 'When will you be able to use magic', and then realized that they were back.

"Boyfriend." Wang Xiaoming pouted, lying on Lucifer's body with an unhappy expression, "I think I'm broken."

"It's okay, this is a normal phenomenon." Lucifer carried Wang Xiaoming out of the bathtub, wrapped the two of them together with a towel, "I'll teach you a spell to sort out your memories later, and then you'll be fine."

"En." Wang Xiaoming nodded sullenly, and let Lucifer help him wipe and dress him, and then took him home.

This time when Lucifer and Wang Xiaoming were looking for it, Wang Xiaoming who stayed in this real world had just come out of the bathroom.

"Why have you been away for so long this time?" Wang Xiaoming in the real world saw the two people who suddenly appeared, smiled and merged himself, "Sure enough, every time like this, it feels very strange."

"That's why I said I want to teach you spells." Lucifer pulled Wang Xiaoming to sit back on the bed, and began to teach carefully.

Just like all the spells that use the power of the soul that Wang Xiaoming has learned before, there is no fixed formula for this memory sorting spell. What they need is for Wang Xiaoming to fully focus on this matter, and then think about—— Even now, Wang Xiaoming feels that these spells are too idealistic.

Even after going through so many things, Wang Xiaoming, who was born under the red flag, grew up under the red flag, and has been influenced by materialism, still doesn't believe it from the bottom of his heart.That's why Lucifer taught Wang Xiaoming so many small spells, and Wang Xiaoming never succeeded the first time—although Wang Xiaoming's current soul power is enough to support these small spells.

"Failed." Sure enough, 5 minutes later, Wang Xiaoming said decisively, and looked at Lucifer expectantly, "Try it for me."

In order to convince Wang Xiaoming from the bottom of his heart that this matter is true, Lucifer used to teach Wang Xiaoming magic in three steps: teach him orally, let Wang Xiaoming try it himself, and do a demonstration by himself.

But this time: "I can't help you with this."

"Why?!" Wang Xiaoming looked at Lucifer in surprise, "Don't tell me it's because I will guard against you!"

"Then, from the very beginning, this spell didn't have the function of helping others organize their memories. Is this a good reason?" Lucifer stroked Wang Xiaoming's hair and asked, "Although I can use it to organize my own memories, you can't see it." Come out, don't you?"

"It seems to be like this." Wang Xiaoming sighed, and said sullenly, "Why can't these spells be like magic, and they can be used by chanting a spell."

After speaking, Wang Xiaoming thought about the most familiar fireball spell in his heart, and in the next second, a fireball suddenly appeared in his hand—it was the smooth hair spell he used to burn Cairns' clothes.

"Hey hey hey hey!!!!" Wang Xiaoming looked at the fireball in his hand, and looked at Lucifer excitedly, "Look, look, look!"

"Well, I saw it." Lucifer said with a smile, "I saw it."

"Why can I use it?!" After Wang Xiaoming got excited, he had a question, "Isn't the real world we live in an ordinary world? Why is there magic?!"

"It's not that there is magic in this world, but because you learned this magic when you were in the book world." Lucifer explained the current situation to Wang Xiaoming, "And you, as the chosen one in this real world, have privileges."

"Privilege? Learning?" Wang Xiaoming looked at the dancing fireball in his hand and thought of another question.