Chapter 95 This world has no reason to exist...
Zhou Songyin stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror.
He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and slender with a broad frame. His hair was a bit long, reaching behind his ears, and was off-white, gleaming like satin under the indoor light. His skin was also extremely fair, his pupils were grayish, his eyes were long and narrow, his nose was high and straight, and his lips were thin. When his face was expressionless, he looked very aloof.
Is this what I look like?
A sense of doubt arose in Zhou Songyin's heart. He reached out and poked his face with his fingers. It was hot and pulled at his skin, and it hurt. He opened his mouth, and his reflection in the mirror opened his mouth as well. He lowered his eyes, and his reflection in the mirror lowered his eyes as well.
Even though he was doing the same action, Zhou Songyin felt something was off. No, he shouldn't be opening his mouth like that. The corners of his mouth shouldn't be so flat, and his eyes shouldn't be so downcast... He knew perfectly well that he shouldn't, shouldn't, shouldn't, but he couldn't remember how to improve it.
Because of this, he always felt a sense of detachment.
But he didn't know how to change it.
That's all.
Zhou Songyin rubbed his brows and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a brown hair tie on the table. It must have been left there by his mother. He picked it up, but the moment he did, his fingers moved and he skillfully tied up his rather long hair.
Zhou Songyin was stunned, but when he looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were only slightly wider, and he still looked distant and indifferent.
Zhou Songyin felt inexplicably choked with anger, and deciding to avoid seeing it, he left in a huff.
Today was school day, and Zhou Songyin got into the car and arrived at school. His little topknot hairstyle today did attract some attention.
"Hey, Second Young Master, your look is quite nice today!"
"It looks quite refreshing."
"How did you do that?!"
His classmates crowded around excitedly, their eyes full of curiosity. Zhou Songyin wanted to speak; he felt he had so much to say. But when it came time to speak, his mind went blank. He always forgot what he was supposed to do. Over time, he became increasingly aloof and quiet, which only served to reinforce his cool and aloof appearance.
"Tsk, you really are aloof." The classmate sighed regretfully, "But that's just your personality."
"Hahaha, don't mind me." The classmate who asked the question laughed. His smile didn't reach his eyes, but it was extremely bright. Zhou Songyin felt an indescribable sense of warmth from that smile.
In short, I'm more familiar with myself than I am with myself in the mirror.
Seeing that the person had left, he said no more. Returning to his seat, he picked up a pen and began to draw something. The more he drew, the more agitated he became, and the more silent he grew, like a statue that had stood there silently for hundreds of years.
Just then, two people entered and began gossiping quietly.
"Oh my god, Young Master Pei Chi has taken leave again."
"It's still for his sister's sake, her illness is indeed..."
"But he's spoiling his sister too much. I remember this isn't the first time he's dropped out of school to take leave. But with his sister's illness, taking leave to go back home won't help."
"Maybe it's just for peace of mind. If something happens to my sister, I can't help but want to go back."
“You know what kind of personality Pei Chi has. It would be a miracle if he had any family ties.” The man sighed. “Anyway, I can’t understand these people who dote on their younger sisters, especially the Pei family.”
“He’s a sickly child. The Zhou family said he was useless and couldn’t be cured, yet they still spoil him. I even saw Pei Chi feeding his sister. He even turned down a marriage proposal for her. What kind of sister is this? They might be having an affair in secret.”
"Maybe they have ulterior motives, but I don't believe they do—"
The man was speechless because Zhou Songyin had walked over and overheard the entire conversation. Even Zhou Songyin himself didn't understand why he was so angry, but anyway, he swung his fist.
He fought with the two men.
But somehow, he seemed to have misjudged his own body; it was weak and powerless, and couldn't withstand a beating. Zhou Songyin fought two against one, and was eventually pinned against the wall by the two men.
"Damn it, Zhou, don't think we won't use force!" the man said, punching himself hard in the face. He didn't hold back, and Zhou Songyin was thrown to the ground, suffering further injury.
pain.
it hurts.
At that moment, Zhou Songyin felt pain seeping from the very marrow of his bones. His face was contorted, his body curled up in a ball, and cold sweat poured from his head. In this extreme pain, something incredible happened.
His mind was unusually clear. At this moment, his soul seemed to detach from his body and float in the air, looking at his disheveled self on the ground.
This...this is Zhou Songyin?
He suddenly had a question pop into his head, and then he was suddenly stunned. It wasn't that his mind went blank, but rather that he naturally found the answer.
The one curled up on the ground was Zhou Songyin.
But he wasn't.
Zhou Qu.
My name is Zhou Qu.
Perhaps I should—
It's time to go home.
Before he could think of anything else, he fainted. During his unconsciousness, Zhou Songyin suffered terribly, as if two completely different forces were tearing at his brain. The pain was a hundred times worse than during the day. He was jolted awake by this excruciating pain, and without thinking, he grabbed a fruit knife and slashed his wrist.
"Tick-tock—"
"Tick-tock".
"Tick-tock".
As the blood slid from his wrist and rolled onto the ground, Zhou Qu felt a long-lost sense of peace. Yes, his name was Zhou Qu. Not Zhou Songyin.
And this...
Pei Chi, Anta Academy, Zhou Songyin, the Zhou family...
The name of the school almost instantly reminded Zhou Qu of the novel written by Ye Lin. Miss Ye had never written a novel before; her writing was haphazard and extremely simplistic. However, she did manage to include real people in her stories.
He remembered asking Ye Lin why she included Pei Ci in the book. Ye Lin just smiled; when facing Zhou Qu, she was too lazy to hide her despicable thoughts. "I'm not happy if she's too much like the female lead. Let her be a supporting character."
After saying that, she crossed out Pei Ci's face.
But then, things slowly changed. In just a month or two, the novel remained the same, but the writer's mood underwent a subtle shift, one that was almost imperceptible without careful observation.
so--
"Tick-tock".
"Tick-tock, tick-tock."
The blood flowed silently, and Zhou Qu grew increasingly pale. He fought off the urge to fall asleep and reached his final conclusion—
He found himself inside Ye Lin's novel.
Such a bizarre event—if it hadn't happened to him, Zhou Qu might never have believed it in his entire life. But what's done is done, and he could only accept his fate. And because of this conclusion, everything before became clear: why his consciousness only returned when he was injured—it was because in this world, he could only be Zhou Songyin.
There is no place here for someone named Zhou Qu.
But Zhou Qu didn't care.
He didn't care at all; in fact, something made him even more anxious after he sobered up.
What will happen to Aci after her surgery and the loss of her?
He wants to go back!!
He has to go back!!!
However, since he had inexplicably transmigrated into the novel, how could he inexplicably transmigrate back? He had absolutely no clue and no idea what to do.
die?
Do you want to die once?
Zhou Qu wasn't concerned about his own death; he was more concerned about whether his death would be worthwhile. Could he go back? Could he see Pei Ci one last time before he died?
Zhou Qu was confused.
The situation has reached a stalemate.
However, he also became addicted to this feeling of clarity, and every now and then he would cut his own arm, craving this feeling of being detached from the plot.
Of course, at the same time, he will also keep an eye on the male and female leads.
During this time, Zhou Qu discovered the anomaly of the character he created based on his sister.
The way characters survive in this world can be understood as NPCs guided by threads called plot and character design. Everyone lives according to the predetermined path of the plot, and if any NPC makes a mistake, they are either eliminated or corrected in time.
Therefore, external forces cannot influence the actions of NPCs.
However--
However, Pei Ci made a mistake.
At Pei Chi's birthday party, Zhou Qu met this girl who was only a few years old. Perhaps it was her face, which resembled Pei Ci's, that gave him a rare bit of patience, and he actually started chatting with her. When the conversation got interesting, he casually invited her to visit his home.
After saying this, Zhou Qu was stunned. He didn't know that the world's consciousness wouldn't allow NPCs to do anything out of line. The original story didn't include a scene of Pei Ci going to Zhou Qu's house, so the story wouldn't allow Pei Ci to do that.
However, Zhou Qu was wrong this time.
Pei Ci actually came to his house.
She broke free from the control of the plot.
What... what's going on?
Zhou Songyin's eyes widened, and suddenly he thought of the most unbelievable guess—
If he can travel through books, why can't Aci?
Perhaps Ah Ci also traveled to this world and became the character originally created based on her.
Zhou Songyin was thrilled and excited by this guess. He wanted to reach out and hug her, but just as his fingers touched the hem of her clothes, he saw the unfamiliarity in the girl's eyes.
This moment felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over my head.
This person has the name A-Ci, the appearance of A-Ci, and the illness of A-Ci. She is almost 90% similar to A-Ci.
But this is not A-Ci at all.
He's just a slightly special NPC.
As for why it's special, it might stem from the fact that it's based on the character A-Ci. As the author, Ye Lin, experienced a change in her mindset later on, her feelings towards A-Ci gradually shifted from dislike to affection. This influenced the character, and Ye Lin wrote over a dozen versions of the story's trajectory, encompassing various future possibilities. All of these plot developments could represent possible paths for the character.
To put it simply, while other NPCs only have one possible fate, Ye Lin's favoritism has given her more than a dozen possible fates.
Among these possibilities is the possibility of being invited to be his guest.
This is not A-Ci at all.
She's just an NPC disguised as A-Ci.
Zhou Songyin's heart turned completely cold.
This is a magnificent, dreamlike, and decadent world, a world he was born into. He has a beautiful mother, a peaceful father, a family fortune that can be inherited for hundreds of years, and a bright future. In this world, he has almost everything, standing at the top of the pyramid he once longed for, no longer bound by the curse of poverty. However, while immersed in it, he inevitably harbors a terrible thought—
Since A-Ci doesn't exist in this world, there's no need for her to stay.
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