Avoid the Protagonist!

None of this is a dream.

Xin Siyue began desperately looking for the book, but strangely, it seemed to disappear.She ran to bookstores throughout the city, and got responses like this: "Sorry, we don't have this book in our store anymore."

Its sales are so amazing that all the books on the market have been swept away?

Xin Siyue obviously didn't believe this was the truth.

It wasn't until one day that she asked for this physical book on the Post Bar, and someone replied to it, she didn't know that besides her, someone had desperately bought the book.

The man replied like this: "It's really weird, how come someone asks for the physical book of this book?"

Xin Siyue was surprised, who else was beside her?"Who is asking for this book, please?"

"It is said that it seems to be the author of the original book. I heard that I think this book is flawed and I don’t want to let it spread. So all the bookstores, including those on Taobao, were bought back. Even many readers have Yes, it was taken back at a high price. Why? Is there anything weird about this book? Or is it that there are treasures hidden in the book?" The man seemed to be joking.

Xin Siyue was lost in thought, the original author?Shi Shi?

When Xin Siyue asked the person who replied to have a physical book on hand, or if there was any way to find one, the person replied whether it was."I don't read that kind of dog-blooded presidential post!"

"Then do you know who the original author is? Or the address?"

"I don't know who it is, but the address is only known to those who send the book back."

The deeds of the original author is really doubtful!There must be some secret in that book, and she was anxious to destroy all the books.The more Xin Siyue thought about it, the more sure it was.

Is there a secret in that book for her to wear it back?

Xin Siyue wanted to figure out all this, so whenever she had time, she would ask about the whereabouts of the book, or trace the original author.

After finding no clue, Xin Siyue suddenly thought that the person hated her so much, and naturally knew her too.After I checked all the female friends I knew one by one, there was no gain.

It was not until one day that she went to Weibo and followed a certain official blog that had recommended this book before. When she saw the content of the Weibo that she posted, she was shocked to learn that the original author of this book had passed away for a month and the cause of death It was a thief who entered the room and robbed her. She fought back, but after being stabbed several times by a knife, she died of bleeding.

When Xin Siyue saw this Weibo, his whole body was terrified.

She is dead?So the original author went through because he died?

She was taken aback, and then she flicked down the blogger's Weibo orderly. After scanning a few pages, she really found the Weibo about the original author.

The story of death is similar, but to be more specific, she was creating before her unfortunate death, the computer was on, and scattered handwritten manuscripts were spread around the keyboard, and where she lay, there was a copy less than two centimeters away. The opened book and the paper of the book are stained with bright red blood.

Xin Siyue read it word by word seriously. At the end, her temples hurt so much. She turned off the computer and reached out to touch her forehead, feeling extremely melancholy.

So, after the original author died, he also entered that world?

The only thing in common that Xin Siyue could find through books was blood and books.

Is blood a vital factor?

why?

Why can she and the original author penetrate the world in the book?

Because the original author created that world?

Because she has the same name as the female partner in the article?

Xin Siyue faintly felt that there was something she had missed.

It wasn't until a week later that Xin Siyue heard Xin's mother faintly talk about it, and then she realized that there was something wrong with that scumbag a while ago.

Xin Siyue's hatred index for that man has never been reduced.

Mother Xin just said a few words, and Xin Siyue said: "Mom, can you talk to me about him? You know, I don't want to hear anything about him!"

Mother Xin looked ugly for a while, and then said: "I know. It's just that I found out that you have been asking about the author recently. I just heard that his illegitimate daughter who passed away seems to be an author..."

"Author? Such a coincidence?"

"Yeah, you said it was a coincidence... I heard that after she was cremated, many of the books piled in her house were also cremated. Some people also said that she piled so many identical books in her house. Books, it must be because her books can’t be sold, it’s very pitiful to think about it.

She is poor, but are there few poor people in this world?

Xin Siyue was speechless for a while.

Is it really that coincidence?

Xin Siyue later asked about her address before her death, and found time to find her on the weekend. After groping for a long time, she finally found the house where she lived.However, the house is tightly locked.

Xin Siyue knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened it.

"Miss, who are you looking for?"

When Xin Siyue heard the voice, she turned to see what she was saying was an old man with a hunched waist and gray hair.

"Hello, grandma, does anyone live here?"

The old grandmother glanced at her and said directly: "No one lives here anymore. After the woman who doesn't go out often died, no one has been here."

Xin Siyue froze in place, and after a while, she asked, "Grandma, can I ask you something?"

"My old lady, I don't know much, what do you want to ask?"

"I want to ask..." Xin Siyue turned and glanced at the low white house. "Is the person who lived in this house with the last name Xin? Is she an author?"

"I don’t know if it’s the author. But she’s really surnamed Xin, and I also know that when she died, she died very miserably. Of course, I heard that she was also very miserable, and her mother got involved in other people’s families and gave birth It seemed that she had left early, leaving her alone. Moreover, her biological father never came to see her. It is said that the relationship between father and daughter is not good. Therefore, she never goes out during the day, but sometimes I went for a walk after dinner and saw her hurrying to the supermarket to buy instant noodles with her head down. She is thin and weak, with big eyes. Well, it looks like your eyes, but her eyes are not like you. His eyes are so divine and sneaky, many times he dared not look at people."

The old woman said and remembered carefully. At the end, she added: "I think she is weird. Once my grandson accompanied me for a walk after dinner, I saw her bowed her head and wiped us nervously. Passing by, I called her, but she looked up at me in panic, then looked at my grandson with bright eyes, and quickly turned her head and ran away. That's really weird. However, it feels like that. It’s not just me alone, but the elderly and children living nearby feel this way."

Xin Siyue listened quietly, and then immediately affirmed that the author who wrote this book did have some blood relationship with him.It was just this relationship that Xin Siyue did not want to admit.

So, all her hatred for herself comes from that scumbag?

If it were not for him, the two of them would not have fallen to the point where the family is broken today.

She hates herself, so she writes herself into the book, so that she has all the unique conditions, but in the end she died so miserably.All this is purely her way of venting?

Xin Siyue suddenly understood why she could be so crazy.

Because in this real world, her personality and her interpersonal relationships are abnormal...

Xin Siyue thought of something, and was about to ask, when she heard a low, magnetic male voice behind her, her voice was obviously a little unpleasant, "Grandma, what are you talking about again?"

Xin Siyue subconsciously followed the voice and looked over and saw a tall black figure less than three or four steps away from her. His body was thin and weak, and the black clothes on his body were obviously stained with white dirt.

Xin Siyue looked up along his clothes until he could see the outlines of his facial features. She couldn't help but widen her eyes, her lips moved, and tears flowed down before she could speak.

"Shen...Shen Sinan..."

The same thick eyebrows, the same deep eyes, the same tall nose...

It's him.

It really is him.

With tears in her eyes, she instinctively wanted to plunge into his arms, but the steps she just took were stopped by his cold voice: "Miss, please stop! My surname is Shen, but I am not called What Shen Sinan." As he said, he glanced at her again and cruelly pointed out: "Miss, you have admitted the wrong person."

Xin Siyue couldn't hold back her tears, she looked at him with blurred vision, and shook her head hard:

No, you are him.

You look so similar to him.

How could it not be him.

The man gave her a disgusting look, and then he passed her and held the old man, "Grandma, how many times have I told you, don't talk to strangers at all, what if something goes wrong? do?"

The old grandma smiled amiably: "What can happen? She is just a young woman, what can I do to my old woman!"

"Be careful anyway!" The man finished speaking and helped the old man go back. When passing by Xin Siyue, he glanced at her, and his eyes were full of "exotic flowers".

Xin Siyue wanted to stop him and ask something, but seeing his attitude so cold and distant, she finally stopped.

Only the old grandmother seemed to be in a good mood. When she left, she turned her head and asked with a smile: "How is it? My grandson is handsome? People who have seen him are full of praise."

Xin Siyue was speechless.

The man urged impatiently, "Grandma, what are you talking about? Go home quickly."

Xin Siyue watched his fading back, still unable to contain tears.

Really like him...

Shen Sinan...