"Renowned writer Long Aotian has been hospitalized for schizophrenia, shocking the online literary world!"
When she clicked on the news, she learned that Long Aotian, the author of "The King of Soldiers of the Eighties", had announced a month ago that he would stop updating and was then quickly admitted to a mental hospital.
The reason for his hospitalization was that he was unable to distinguish between fiction and reality, and claimed that he could travel into books.
Jiang Ningyan was silent for a while, and for the first time she doubted whether her mental state was normal.
Half an hour later, in the mental hospital.
Jiang Ningyan introduced herself, "Mr. Long, I'm a fan of your books."
A young, thin man sat opposite her, wearing a hospital gown and looking puzzled.
"What can I do for you?"
After chatting about some plots in the book, Jiang Ningyan got to the point.
"Mr. Long, I couldn't help but praise you when I was watching the 1980s Soldier King not long ago."
She carefully observed Long Aotian's expression. "And then... a system forced me into the book, and I became the vicious female supporting character named Jiang Ningyan."
Long Aotian didn't show any shock at all, but calmly pushed his glasses up, "What happened next?"
Jiang Ningyan breathed a sigh of relief and recounted her experience as briefly as possible.
"You mean, you became the female supporting character in my book and fell in love with the male protagonist?"
Long Aotian summarized seriously.
"Yes."
"Oh." Long Aotian looked at her with some sympathy.
"You're even more eccentric than me. Coincidentally, the bed next to mine is empty. You can be my fellow patient."
Jiang Ningyan was stunned for a moment, "You didn't believe what I just said?"
Long Aotian smiled, "Of course I don't believe it. Split-second is just my excuse for not updating. You don't think it's true, do you?"
Jiang Ningyan took a deep breath and tried hard to force a smile.
"Goodbye."
Instead of resolving the doubts in my heart, I was treated as a psychopath.
She returned home depressed and took out the keys from her bag.
Before the door opened, a tall figure approached.
“Yan Yan!”
The clear and lazy voice is very nice to listen to.
Jiang Ningyan turned her head and looked at the person in front of her with a hint of realization.
The nineteen-year-old boy was already very tall, requiring her to look up.
He was wearing a white shirt and jeans, with one hand lazily tucked into his pocket. His facial features were delicate, and there was a nonchalant smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Why, you missed me after not seeing me for the whole morning?"
Wen Che raised his hand and touched her head.
Jiang Ningyan came back to her senses and slapped his hand away, "Stop talking nonsense."
She almost forgot that she spent a long time in the book, but in the real world, it was just a nap.
Wen Che followed her into the house with ease.
"I don't have classes this afternoon, so I'll reluctantly make you lunch."
As we were talking, we saw the untouched breakfast on the table.
Wen Che was stunned and instantly angry.
"Jiang Ningyan, you're being so kind, aren't you? Why aren't you eating the breakfast I worked so hard to make?"
Jiang Ningyan yawned and threw herself onto the sofa, "I forgot."
Wen Che was picked up from the roadside and brought to the orphanage when she was seven years old.
At that time, Wen Che was only four years old. He was sitting on the curb with scars all over his body, crying heart-wrenchingly.
Jiang Ningyan thought that he was abandoned by his parents like herself, so she picked him up.
In the following years, she relied on this "favor" and treated Wen Che as her younger brother.
Until one day, a man in a suit and tie with extraordinary temperament came to the orphanage.
She hugged Wen Che with tears in her eyes, "My son, I finally found you..."
Jiang Ningyan was dumbfounded.
Wen Che turned out to be the son of the richest man.
That year, the family was playing in the amusement park, and Wen Che accidentally got lost and was taken to an orphanage by Jiang Ningyan.
After knowing the truth, Jiang Ningyan felt extremely guilty.
Fortunately, Wen Che quickly told her that he hated his stepmother, so he got lost on purpose.
His stepmother also hated him, so she deliberately concealed the fact that he was in an orphanage.
No matter what, Wen Che became a rich second-generation.
After Jiang Ningyan worked hard and saved money to buy this small house, Wen Che quickly bought the house next door and became her neighbor.
A ghost appeared in her life.
The sofa was so comfortable that Jiang Ningyan fell asleep quickly.
When I woke up rubbing my eyes, the air was filled with the aroma of food.
She subconsciously asked, "Brother Chuan, is the meal ready?"
Just as he finished speaking, a loud and crisp noise came from the kitchen.
Jiang Ningyan woke up instantly.
When I walked over, I saw several broken plates on the ground.
Wen Che's face turned pale as he squatted there cleaning up the debris.
Jiang Ningyan quickly grabbed him and said, "Don't touch it with your hands, use a broom!"
But Wen Che acted as if he didn't hear anything and continued stubbornly.
It wasn't until his hand was cut that his expression relaxed a little. He took the broom and poured the broken pieces into the trash can.
"Why are you still acting like a child?"
Jiang Ningyan was convinced and found iodine and cotton swabs and placed them in front of him.
"Apply the medicine yourself!"
"I won't." Wen Che put his bleeding hand on the table, speaking with confidence.
Jiang Ningyan rolled her eyes and had no choice but to apply medicine and put a Band-Aid on him.
"Could you be more careful? Those plates are quite expensive."
Wen Che gritted his teeth and said, "It's all your fault!"
Jiang Ningyan looked at him strangely.
"Tell me, who is that Brother Chuan?"
This name was too corny, and Wen Che's face darkened even more.
Jiang Ningyan pursed her lips, not knowing how to explain to him.
"Well, it's a long story..."
"Are you in love with him?" Wen Che stared into her eyes and interrupted her directly.
Jiang Ningyan nodded, "Yes."
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