Chapter 32: Testing
The laptop stopped at the email page. The lips that countless women had coveted let out a light sigh. Qin Buzhu's index finger tapped the table in a certain pattern, intentionally or unintentionally. His eyebrows slightly wrinkled. After a long time, he picked up his phone and made a call:
"Hello, Master Sun? I want to ask, is there a situation in this world where a person seems to have become a different person without suffering from split personality or schizophrenia? It's like even his living habits and world outlook suddenly changed."
After hanging up the phone a few minutes later, Qin Buzhu relaxed and leaned back in his seat. His expressionless face suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "Huh~ Resurrection from the dead?"
The next morning, they had stir-fried bean sprouts, boiled eggs, and three kinds of shredded vegetables for breakfast, with millet porridge and steamed buns. Qin Bu Ru Si finished a steamed bun slowly, scooped up the porridge one spoonful at a time, and waited for it to cool down. Suddenly, he looked up as if he was interested in something: "What kind of stories do you usually write in your novels?"
Shi Feiye was happily eating a steamed bun, and paused when she heard this: "I wrote it? There are all kinds of genres, I usually don't limit myself to writing a few, I want to write everything, but my favorite is still time-travel novels, quick-travel, comprehensive time-travel, time-travel into a novel, time-travel fantasy, I like them all."
"Does this thing called time travel really exist?" Qin Buzhu looked at Shi Feiye with a darker look in his eyes.
Shi Feiye was unaware of this. Thinking of himself, he nodded with a serious expression: "Yes, I think it really exists. No one can say for sure what the world is. Sometimes we think we live in a very real world, but maybe it's just a world created by others. So, who knows what the world is like? Since we can't even confirm this, how can we dare to say that time travel doesn't exist?"
Qin Buyu paused while scooping porridge. "Traveled into a book? The world created by the book?"
"Yes, in fact, if you think about it from another angle, each of our lives is a novel. Some people's lives are counterattack stories, some are inspirational stories, some are tragedies, and some are comedies. Everyone is the protagonist of his or her own story."
Shi Feiye had had similar thoughts before, but unfortunately her time travel proved that she was just cannon fodder in other people's stories. Thinking of this, she added:
"Of course, in other people's stories, we may just be an unknown passerby, or even cannon fodder."
"Then what do you think your previous life might have been like if you traveled through time?" Qin Bu Ru continued to ask.
Shi Feiye tilted his head slightly, and thought of his past life inadvertently: "I should be a very happy person, with a harmonious family, a happy life, loving parents, and an only child. I can do whatever I want. My parents may pass away suddenly, but I studied the major I like, and I have enough food, drink, and money. My life is not bad. If I travel through time in the end, I should be stabbed to death by a gangster while saving others. Well, a very unlucky way to die."
As she spoke, she recalled her bad luck at that time. She was just helping someone to get their bag back, but who knew that the criminal would be so cruel and stab her directly. It was a pity that she had never done a bad thing in her life, but ended up like this. If she hadn't woken up and found that she had been transported into a book and had a second life, she would have vomited blood and died of anger.
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