Zhao Dongsheng is Yan Zeyang's confidant who has been with him the longest. This time when he was transferred from Kyoto, he also transferred Zhao Dongsheng over.

Yan Zeyang didn't let him follow him. He stayed in the car and got out from time to time to look at the side door of the prison.

About half an hour later, he saw his team leader coming out. "Leader." Zhao Dongsheng was very observant. When he saw someone coming out, he immediately ran over.

But the expression on Yama's face was not so good, even a little pale. He said nothing, walked a few steps, stopped, and looked back at the prison.

In the sunlight, the whole prison was cold and gloomy.

When Zhao Dongsheng went over to open the car door for him, Yan Mogui's leg was even scratched by the door. There was a "bang" sound as his bones hit the side of the door.

"Captain, are you hungry? Why don't we go eat something first?" This was not a mistake that the usually agile Captain Yan would make.

Zhao Dongsheng was just about to make a joke, but when he turned around, he saw the captain in the passenger seat staring at the front as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Go back." He only uttered two words, and those two words were as cold as ice.

How could Zhao Dongsheng dare to say anything else? He knew at a glance that the captain was in a terrible mood. He didn't know what had happened, but he had followed Captain Yan for so many years, and he had a strong desire to survive, so he knew when to shut up.

So he quietly drove at full speed to Huzhou City at the fastest speed.

…

Yan Zeyang did not return to the dormitory at night, but stayed in the office with the lights on all night.

He recalled over and over again countless times every word Song Qian said in the meeting room.

What he said to her before he pried open her mouth was just a means of interrogation. Every new prisoner would suffer something when entering prison. Obviously, Victoria Song took it seriously. She had no ability to resist this psychological method of interrogation.

Under such psychological pressure and fear, what she said was very true.

Zhao Dongsheng, who was driving, looked at Captain Yan who was sitting on the passenger seat. Although he didn't show any expression, Zhao Dongsheng could tell that the captain seemed to be in great pain. He leaned on the backrest with his eyes closed.

Zhao Dongsheng thought Captain Yan had a stomachache, but Captain Yan had always been in good health and had never even had a cold. I had never heard that he had any stomach problems? Are you really hungry? They bought some buns to eat at noon as they were in a hurry.

Yan Zeyang closed his eyes at this moment, and his mind was almost full of Song Qian's voice.

You are a book, you are the content of a book, you are the male protagonist I set up, you are fictional, you do not exist...

Is it possible? fart! How is that possible! madman!

No, he doesn't believe it! This world could never be a book she wrote.

But he still listened to her patiently.

Did she lie? He used all his interrogation techniques. No matter what details, as long as he asked, she could give a complete answer with complete logic.

All of this proves that she is either a genius or she is not lying, and she is obviously not the former.

She said that those things in the notebook were the timelines she set, and that the things she wrote on them would happen in the future, and if he didn't believe her, he could verify it.

The people she records all exist in this world and are characters she created.

And warm.

Victoria Song said that this warmth is a rebirth.

Rebirth? This was another thing Yan Zeyang didn't understand. It was not until Song Qian explained it that he realized that rebirth was equivalent to starting life all over again.

What does it mean to start life over again?

She said warmth is rebirth? He frowned deeply.

If it weren't for Wen Xin's future passport and ID card, if he hadn't discovered the different clues on Wen Xin, then he, sitting here today, wouldn't believe a word of the nonsense the woman opposite him said. He even sneered at her for not letting him down and resisting.

But Victoria Song can describe the Wen Xin person in the real world.

Her birthday, ID number, address, everything was accurate to the minute. She even knew exactly what Wen Xin had studied in the real world and which high school she attended.

Yan Zeyang had already memorized the contents of the card by heart.

If she was reborn, why did Wen Xin have an identity card from the future world? The identity certificate also confirmed that she was only 20 years old in the future world. How could she be reborn into the book at the age of 20?

These are not consistent with what Victoria Song said, but the loophole only exists in Wen Xin, and there are no flaws anywhere else.

At first Yan Zeyang didn't believe it. He thought the woman was just talking nonsense. But as he interrogated her more and more deeply, he found that if this was really nonsense and she just made up a story, then this person was really terrible.

Because of what happened to Wen Xin, he was shaken. Is it true that time travel and rebirth really exist in this world? Is this world really just a novel published by Victoria Song?

Beneath Yan Zeyang's calm appearance, his heart is already turbulent to the point of suffocation.

This is all so ridiculous.

She could even describe that future world in a way that made it sound so real, so shocking, that he didn't even know how to refute it.

He listened in silence to her story of a strange and colorful world that was as warm and cozy as hers.

Finally, Yan Zeyang said two lines of lyrics, "What song is this?"

There are some mistakes in the lyrics though.

But Song Qian, who was now only two big eyes, stared at Yan Zeyang with wide eyes: "This, this is a little love song written by Wu Qingfeng in 2006, how did you know about it?"

"Hum it a little."

Listening to that familiar melody.

Just over half a month ago, he heard it from another person, and he closed his eyes, unable to hold on any longer.

Could it be that...

Is this really a fictional world?

Are all the characters and events in it fictional?

And he is not a real person?

Isn’t it so heartwarming when Victoria Song travels into the book she wrote? That ID, that box with a combination lock, the first time they met, she was wearing clothes that were out of tune with this era, and the strange jewelry and things in that box...

Could it be that she had traveled into the book like Victoria Song?

He didn't want to believe it, and he didn't dare to believe it. He opened the prison and felt weak under his legs. The unreality made him want to close his eyes.

Finally, he looked out the window with a stern face. It was a long and lonely road.

Assuming that everything Song Qian said is true, then, what was her purpose in approaching him? With what purpose do you seduce and lure him?

Just because... he is the so-called male protagonist in Victoria Song’s book?

…

After returning to the base, Yan Zeyang locked himself in the office, smoking one cigarette after another. The room was filled with smoke. Then he picked up the phone, dialed the number, and after transferring the call, he said, "Check it for me..." On the phone, he listed several addresses from all over the place, and several events that Song Qian said would happen or had already happened in the next two days, and asked the other party to verify them.

I received a call in the evening and checked it. Everything was correct.

Yan Zeyang put down the phone and sat dejectedly on the chair in the office.

When the political commissar came the next day, he found that the light in the regiment commander's office was still on.

"The funds of the regiment are tight, and you, the regiment commander, are still taking the lead in wasting electricity? Wait for me to make a report to Chief Yan and have a talk with him. Don't think that the emperor is far away, kid."

As soon as Political Commissar Ye entered the office, it was as if the room was on fire, with smoke and fire everywhere.

Looking at the eldest son of the Yan family, who usually used to be a bit of a germaphobe and always dressed neatly and tidy, with his military uniform straight and straight, without a single wrinkle on it, now had his military uniform casually thrown behind a chair, full of wrinkles.

He was wearing a wrinkled shirt, and the blue stubble on his chin seemed to have grown overnight. How could he be the neat and tidy leader from yesterday? He who doesn't take care of his appearance looks like a homeless person.

"Are you short of group funds?" Yama took a deep puff of the cigarette in his mouth and pressed it into the full ashtray. This world might be a book written by others. He laughed at himself. Even he himself might not be a real person. What funds and waste could there be?

"Hurry up and get yourself ready. There's a meeting to be held soon." Political Commissar Ye didn't say anything, but urged him twice.

Yan Zeyang opened his mouth to say something to Political Commissar Ye, but in the end, no words came out.

He even thought about sending a telegram to his father, but he thought of the warmth involved in the diary. He looked at the diary and ultimately did nothing.

Life must go on.

Soon their commander appeared in front of his soldiers in a neat and tidy manner.

Another ten days passed, and the soldiers felt that their commander was talking less and less, and smiling less and less. He used to leave the base every few days, but now he has not left the base for nearly a month and has been staying in the office and dormitory.

During previous drills, whenever Yan Zeyang was present, the soldiers would tremble with fear, and a glance from his eagle eyes would be enough to scare people to death.

But now, he still stood there, but the soldiers felt that their commander's requirements for them seemed less strict, as if it was a routine matter.

In the past, he had fucked them to death, but now he just looked at them with a serious look, and when it was over, he turned around and left without saying a word.

On this day, the platoon leader's sister came to the garrison to see her brother again and brought some things.

She happened to meet Captain Yan and immediately went up to say hello.

He asked with a smile: "Captain Yan, why haven't I seen your boyfriend come over these few days?"

When he heard her mention Wen Xin, Yan Zeyang's heart felt like boiling water, painful and hot, burning his heart so much that it was tangled.

He had been enduring and numbing himself. He didn't want to see her, but he also wanted to see her.

As if by some telepathy, he turned around and saw Wen Xin coming out of the reception room. She was wearing a goose yellow dress and was standing on the other side of the reception room, looking at him.

When Wen Xin saw him looking at her, she turned around angrily and went into the reception room, then raised her hand and slammed the table, "You are so good, Yan Zeyang! Where is your integrity and style in front of everyone?

The sentry who was hesitating whether to let Wen Xin go to find the team leader was startled.