I broke my heart for the male lead

When Xu Wanyang woke up again, he was in his own kennel.

The clothes on his body were still the black sweater he wore when he went out with his brother that night. The smell of alcohol and sweat was mixed together. the pain.

"Damn Rong Ye, you kid, I just want to help you find a good marriage, but you are good, you will kill me before I finish talking." Angrily, she turned over and got out of bed, "Forget it, you should be single for the rest of your life, Stay by yourself in the place where no bird shits in the snow country, and go to whoever you love!"

When I was taking a shower, I became more and more angry, thinking that the arrow that passed through was also shot by Rong Ye, and that arrow was not enough, and finally I added a sword in the chest, thinking that you can use any arrow, and you stab me, don't you?When Lao Tzu used to write things, I didn’t let me arrange which character in it. Lao Tzu is God. What’s the matter this time? I was killed by the characters in the book. I’m going to laugh out loud when I say it!

However, no one would believe it.

In the end, I used up all the swear words I used in quarrels in my life, and scolded Rong Ye from head to toe, thinking that I shouldn't write that forest princess so beautifully, I should write it as fierce, ugly and ugly. Reasonable hag, come and cure your problems!If you dare to kill me, I will beat you all over the ground with a backhand!

After taking a shower, I was so full of scolding. With a towel on my wet hair, I was pulling both ends of the towel. The moment I walked out of the bathroom door, my footsteps stopped and I stayed there for a while. Suddenly, I didn’t know What's the matter, the back of my hand was cold, and when I wiped my face, I actually cried!

There's nothing to cry about, it's embarrassing!Xu Wanyang scolded herself again and again, isn't this what you want, come back after the work is done, continue with your chic life, worry about that heartless kid, it's useless to use your life to go in!

I went to my desk and turned on the computer. Recently, I was preparing a novel. Although I was hanging out with my friends during the day, I would still write a little bit at night, bit by bit. Now I have written almost half of it. .

Generally speaking, his inspiration will never stop, but right now he sat blankly in front of the blank document for an hour, and didn't type out a single word in a daze.

The word "Rong Ye" was all he could think of.Thinking of the sword that pierced him, it was obvious that he was about to lose his life, but when he fell to the ground, he realized that what he cared most about was not his life that was about to disappear, but Rong Ye's expression. It hurt a hundred times.

The writer is hypocritical, Xu Wanyang wanted to slap himself in the face, damn it, I didn't even care about his feelings when I was dead, am I a saint, so great!

I closed my eyes and thought for a while, and then I owed it to you!I got up to look for the fairy tale book, thinking that it was the one when I was knocked out, stepped on the desk, and found it on the top shelf of the bookshelf.

The cover is called "The Collection of Xu Wanyang's Stories". It contains not only this one story, but also several other short stories.

But at that time, I was also a middle school student, so I made the cover black and drew my own face on it, fearing that others would not know who Xu Wanyang was.

The first chapter of the story of the little prince Rong Ye, he flipped through it and read it carefully, and he was sincerely sure that this is a typical and beautiful fairy tale. When he has a daughter in the future, he can read it to him before going to bed. The daughter heard it like that. Although the plots in it were childish, they all expressed a beautiful vision, especially the little prince Rong Ye, who was definitely not the same person as the Rong Ye he saw in the past.

Because I couldn't figure it out, I hugged this book and fell asleep at night. A woman appeared in my dream. I couldn't see her face clearly, but her voice was very clear, and it seemed to have some kind of penetrating power.

——Do you know Rong Ye?do you really know himWhy do you think he has such deep guard against people? If he hadn't suffered all kinds of torture since he was a child, how could he have no trust in people?

Standing in an illusory scene, Xu Wanyang shouted to the woman's ethereal figure: Who are you, what has Rong Ye experienced?

——Everyone knows that Rong Ye is the only bloodline of the king and queen of the snow country, and will be the sole heir of the snow country in the future. Everyone thinks that he is loved and chosen by heaven.But how would you know that he was born with a difference, he had a pair of wings on his back since he was born, and the queen had someone cut off those wings alive in order to block Yoyo's mouth!

Xu Wanyang was shocked in place, wings?The wings were chopped off, why didn't he know, how could Rong Ye grow wings, what else he didn't know, his head was about to explode, he continued to shout: Who are you, you pretending to be a ghost? What are you doing? !

——I'm just telling you the truth, the Snow Country you created is not a paradise.Adults are good at disguising, and the fairy tale world will be full of hardships.And Rong Ye was in Snow Country, even his biological parents were full of suspicion towards him, who else could he trust?

After a long sigh, the person gradually moved away, Xu Wanyang couldn't hear clearly, she seemed to say: You blame him for taking your life, but his life is not yours after all.

When Xu Wanyang woke up again, his head was sweating profusely, and his body was also covered in sweat. He felt that his pajamas were all wet. The window was open, and a gust of evening wind blew in, making him feel cool.

He got up and wanted to close the window, but when he passed the full-length mirror by the bed, he was stunned. His eyes in the mirror were dull, his hair was wet with sweat and wrapped up like a quilt on the bed. nightmare, but the story collection in his hand is tightly held.

What the hell!He sat down by the bed, grabbed his hair with one hand, put the story collection by the bed, and couldn't bear to read it again, but a gust of wind blew in again, blowing the book open, and the paper automatically flipped to the book of the little prince Rong Ye. story.

He stared blankly for a while, well, he didn't want to admit it at first - this story about little prince Rong Ye was actually written by him.

To put it simply, this little prince is Xu Wanyang's fantasy self.

Xu Wanyang lived with his grandparents since he was a child, and has never met his parents.Until the year when he was six years old, a very domineering black car was parked in front of the town's house, and what excited him most was that the car came to pick him up.

He was overjoyed, but his grandma was frowning. After getting in the car, a man in a black suit told him that he was going to take him to see his father.

His father, let's put it this way, is a very rich man, rich enough to be as young as Xu Wanyang, and after getting out of the car, seeing such a gorgeous and spacious house, he felt a little sensitive, maybe this is not The place where I should come.

And when father and son meet, they are more afraid than joyful. Xu Wanyang carefully looks at the man sitting in front of the desk. He is about 40 years old, maybe younger. He has a little mustache, which makes his expression more majestic. He doesn't seem to be able to laugh, making people feel that when talking to him, he must think twice and be careful.When he is angry, he doesn't need to get angry, he doesn't need to speak loudly, just a look can scare people.

This is his father, a very powerful person, but also, someone who seems to have nothing to do with him.

The dining table was huge, and there were only four of him.

The table was rectangular, he was sitting at one end, his father was at the far end, and he couldn't even see what food was on his father's dinner plate.Sitting next to my father is a well-maintained woman. Her eating posture is very elegant, like the swan he saw on TV. Her eating posture seems to tell others that she is really not interested in eating. .Opposite the woman sat an equally elegant lady, who was a duplicate of that woman, only younger.

Shen Hejing.Xu Wanyang is still amazed to this day, how can people not make any sound when eating, that is the most fantastic thing he has ever seen when he was six years old, watching their meal is like watching a performance, some mechanical Yes, a nonchalant performance.

Perhaps you can imagine the bewilderment of the six-year-old child. In order to keep in line with them, he tried to eat as little as possible, lest they would stare at the noise made by the soup, but eating like this made him feel too uncomfortable. The seats were tightly entangled, like Siamese twins who couldn't be separated, and his whole eating posture became distorted and weird because of being too nervous.But the one who noticed his abnormality and stood by him all the time was the man in the black suit who came to pick him up. He bowed his head politely and asked,

"Is it because the food is not to your liking?"

He squeezed out the first awkward smile in his life, and pretended to say, "No, it's delicious."

The man in the black suit seemed satisfied with his answer, nodded slightly, paused for a moment, and resumed his expressionless standing posture.

That pause seemed to set a torch on Xu Wanyang's body, making him even more uncomfortable. Today he put on new clothes that he was going to wear during the Chinese New Year, but the pair of sneakers were old for a long time, and the patent leather uppers were already worn out. It fell out of shape, revealing the furry sides.

Maybe you won't believe it. From the beginning to the end, no one, including his father, asked him a word except this kind man's greetings during this dinner.He wasn't sure, maybe his eyes had lingered briefly on him, he was too nervous, maybe he didn't notice.

But it is true that there is no greeting, and his hearing will not go wrong.

After that night, he went back to live with his grandparents as usual, nothing seemed to have changed, but when he was in junior high school, he became a loner, and after his grandpa left for half a year, his grandma followed him. , the black car came again.

This time he didn't refuse. He casually arranged some clothes, hugged his grandma's portrait, and got into the car.

At this time, Xu Wanyang already knew his identity. He was what people called an "illegitimate child", the product of a certain group's president who had a one-night affair with a woman. The "illegitimate child" hat appeared in this black car It has been buckled on his head, and his grandmother told him before he died that his mother went to another place after giving birth to him, and said that she would never come back.

After making sure that no one would love him anymore, Xu Wanyang changed from being sensitive and timid at first to being bohemian, acting like he didn't care about anyone, even himself.

But in the dead of night, he would still feel lonely. He felt that he had talked so much nonsense during the day, but in fact he didn't say a word.

He wrote the story of the little prince Rong Ye. He imagined that in a snowy country, the people live and work in peace and contentment. He was born in Beijing, received the healthy love of his parents, and the support of all the people. He grew up day by day with all the love and kindness. He is smart, healthy, helpful, and righteous.

Most importantly, he is happy.

He has the most perfect native family in the world, and he will marry the most beautiful girl in the world, the princess of the forest country.Although there are some twists and turns in the middle, it makes the lovers love each other deeper.In the face of difficulties, the little prince never gives up and always moves forward positively.The ending is naturally a happy one.

He gave Rong Ye all the best things in the world.

However, this adventure seems to tell him in the dark that there is no such thing as a hero who has the most perfect happiness in the world.