Chapter 62 This is so good, the protagonist's halo defeats the protagonist's halo.
Fu Yanli still has the nerve to cry?
How dare he cry?
Xu Wenci was stunned.
Why is Fu Yanli crying?
He didn't cry.
Shouldn't he be the one crying?
Why should this perpetrator, this cover-up, be the first to shed tears?
He pursed his lips, staring at Fu Yanli's profile, his heart trembling slightly.
"Is this what guilt is?" A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes as he looked at the ceiling, parted his lips, and murmured softly.
Guilt isn't like that, is it?
Since Fu Yanli felt guilty towards him, why didn't he come to find him after regaining his memories?
Why let him struggle so much, only to meet at the age of twenty-seven as the script says?
Fu Yanli, who was being questioned repeatedly, clenched his fingers, lowered his head, bit his lip tightly, and remained silent.
"Why didn't you come looking for me when you were twenty-six?" Xu Wenci tilted his head, sniffed, his eyes were red, and even the corners of his eyes were covered with a misty, deep red.
Is it because in this world, scripts are something that cannot be defied?
The script cannot be defied, the rules cannot be defied.
“Fu Yanli, you actually feel no guilt towards me at all, nor do you like me,” Xu Wenci wrinkled her nose, feeling itchy, so itchy that it almost made her cry. “What did you do that year? You can’t exactly say that you suddenly lost your memories of that year, can you?”
“I haven’t lost my memory,” Fu Yanli suddenly said.
He is a person with very strong and vibrant emotions, but at times like this, he always shows a blank expression.
Xu Wenci remained silent for two seconds.
In every moment of his hysteria, Fu Yanli would coldly watch him and question him.
“You haven’t lost your memory,” Xu Wenci lowered his head and suddenly smiled helplessly. “Let’s put that aside for now. Do you know where my rules are?”
"I don't know." Fu Yanli pursed his lips, exhaled, and finally squeezed out the words that had been pent up in his heart, but his expression was far from relaxed. "But it won't bind you."
What's the meaning?
Xu Wenci swallowed hard.
I don't quite understand what Fu Yanli means.
Does this mean the rules existed before, but later became invalid?
But in his memory, from the moment he received the script at the age of seven, there were no rules binding him.
Xu Wenci: "Explain yourself clearly."
Explain clearly.
“Xu Wenci, I told you before,” Fu Yanli raised his hand, his eyes lowered, and touched his nose, “that my rules can only be broken by the destined one. And what about your rules?”
Your rules are naturally the same as mine.
Only those destined to break free can do so.
My rules are the same.
A tear seemed to have fallen into his amber eyes, causing ripples to spread across them.
Xu Wenci blinked in shock.
"You broke my rules?"
Since you know how to break my rules, why don't you tell me how to break yours?
Aren't our rules the same? Only the destined one can completely break free from the constraints placed upon the other.
But why didn't you tell me?
You know, if you told me, I would help you so as not to owe you a favor.
Besides, you know I wouldn't stoop so low as to threaten you by violating the rules.
But why didn't you tell me?
Fu Yanli did not answer, but simply licked his lips again.
"What method did you use?" Xu Wenci stepped forward, gripped Fu Yanli's shoulders tightly, and stared wide-eyed, as if he had poured all his hopes into Fu Yanli.
"I can't remember."
Xu Wenci saw his own disheveled state reflected in Fu Yanli's calm, indifferent eyes.
He suddenly chuckled, nodded, and smiled again.
“I really can’t remember,” Fu Yanli frowned, his eyes filled with genuine confusion. “It was a long time ago…”
He couldn't quite remember.
It seems that he burned the rules.
However, he had to pretend to be someone who knew nothing about this while standing next to Xu Wenci.
If he didn't pretend he knew nothing, how could he act like an innocent person next to Xu Wenci?
How can I become an ally of Xu Wenci?
How can he make Xu Wenci feel sorry for him and eventually fall in love with him?
"The rules are now in my hands, and I can do whatever I want with them." Xu Wenci narrowed his eyes, and Fu Yanli was finally able to see the mole on his eyelid that was so faint that it was usually invisible.
“You can’t find that way…” Fu Yanli’s eyelids twitched slightly as he murmured softly.
Xu Wenci wouldn't do that.
He wouldn't tell Xu Wenci either.
Xu Wenci was annoyed when he saw Fu Yanli's expression, as if he was afraid that Fu Yanli would find out.
I really couldn't get anything out of them.
"Was my rule broken when I was seven?" Xu Wenci finally blinked and steered the conversation back to himself.
"Um."
"Why were you around me when I was seven years old?" Or rather, why do you have memories of that time? Were you really only seven years old then?
"It really was just a coincidence." Fu Yanli's eyes widened, his voice a little hoarse, perhaps because he hadn't been able to hold back a few tears earlier.
"You, a young master, come to my house, take my photo, and burn my rules?"
A hint of sarcasm flashed in Xu Wenci's eyes.
He didn't want to see Fu Yanli's smirking face, the way he never told the truth.
"Really..." Fu Yanli said that he was really wronged and that he really didn't know about this matter.
His sister had questioned him about this before, and now Xu Wenci is questioning him as well.
But he was only seven years old at the time and couldn't remember anything.
Perhaps he didn't do those things back then?
"You have two souls?" Xu Wenci murmured.
Perhaps the two souls Gu Pei mentioned are not from the previous world and this world?
“Aren’t you the same…” Fu Yanli blinked hard, thinking.
Isn't this question a foregone conclusion?
Xu Wenci's mind is a complete mess right now, and he has no idea what to do.
He glanced at Fu Yanli, who was clearly pretending to be drunk but whose acting was terrible, and sighed. With such awful acting skills, he had been fooled from the last world to this one.
Fu Yanli was silent for a few seconds, then continued, "I want to sleep."
Xu Wenci did not answer.
If I want to sleep, I should sleep. Do I need to ask his opinion on such a thing?
If Fu Yanli really had any sense of propriety, he wouldn't have come to his house at this hour...
That's true, isn't Fu Yanli always like that?
The dim light shone on half of Fu Yanli's face, making him appear somewhat gentle, but the other half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and Xu Wenci could not see it clearly.
He looked over and, through Fu Yanli's eyes which were widening due to the dim light, he could clearly see that Fu Yanli's pupils were gradually darkening and becoming almost black and bright. In a moment of distraction, he remembered those equally sinister and dangerous eyes.
He lowered his head, his tone casual: "Old Master Qiao, your performance just now was a bit excessive..."
Grandpa Qiao gripped his cane tighter and chuckled, "He bought the calligraphy brush for you. It seems he cares about you a lot. You like calligraphy brushes..."
If that's the case, the plan will proceed much faster.
"no."
Xu Wenci remained expressionless.
At the time, he didn't know that Fu Yanli actually knew he liked calligraphy brushes.
It is unknown whether the real reason Fu Yanli knew this was because Fu Yanli came from the previous world.
If he had known back then that it was Fu Yanli from the previous world, he wouldn't have hesitated at all; he would have stabbed Fu Yanli to death with one stroke, and then stabbed Old Master Qiao to death with another.
“I’m the same as you, I come from the previous world.” Old Master Qiao smirked.
Xu Wenci lifted his eyelids, his tone cold, showing no kindness to Old Master Qiao, "Evidence."
"In the last world, you killed Fu Yanli, right?" Old Master Qiao crossed his legs inscrutably, his fingers still touching his empty wrist. He nodded, seemingly certain that Xu Wenci would panic upon hearing this news.
But Xu Wenci didn't react at all. As if he had only heard about the weather, he simply looked up silently and said, "Yes."
Old Master Qiao squinted his cloudy eyes and smiled: "Aren't you curious how I know?"
"Anyone who knows Fu Yanli can guess what's going on," Xu Wenci said with a light cough.
How could someone as proud as Fu Yanli commit suicide because of relationship problems?
He died by jumping from a building.
But they couldn't find the body.
How is that possible?
There is only one possibility: everything is Fu Yanli's wish.
"But I didn't expect that you would live for a few more years... Fu Yanli actually allowed you to live a few more years..." Old Master Qiao chuckled, seemingly mocking Fu Yanli's foolishness.
Xu Wenci squinted.
Fu Yanli is not stupid; on the contrary, he is very smart.
Knowing that they were in a script, they knew they would experience the next world, which is why they were so arrogant.
“I’ve sent many assassins, but no matter how badly Fu Yanli is injured, he never dies. In fact, he’s back to his lively self in just a few days…” Old Master Qiao tapped the armrest beside him lightly, raised an eyebrow, and squinted his cloudy eyes as if he were really thinking hard. “Guess why?”
Xu Wenci really wanted to roll his eyes; villains always talk so much.
Why ask such an obvious question?
"Can you defeat Fu Yanli's protagonist aura?"
"Can."
Xu Wenci sighed silently. Why didn't Grandpa Qiao just ask that directly?
Anyway, he wouldn't do things according to what Grandpa Qiao said.
"How long will it take to kill Fu Yanli like in the previous life?" Old Master Qiao's eyes gleamed with excitement, as if he had already anticipated how the protagonist's halo would fall on him after Fu Yanli's death.
Xu Wenci closed his eyes; he was a madman.
A bunch of lunatics.
"One year."
"So long?"
“Fu Yanli is cautious and won’t easily trust others. I’ve only just met him, so he won’t trust me.” Xu Wenci couldn’t help but lick his lips.
Grandpa Qiao nodded, tilted his head, looked Xu Wenci up and down, and suddenly smiled: "Do you know why I recognized you as Xu Wenci from the previous world at a glance?"
Xu Wenci was not interested in this matter.
"Because you look at everything with indifference, but when you hear the name Fu Yanli, your expression becomes very complicated."
Xu Wenci's amber eyes narrowed slightly.
Yeah?
Now, Xu Wenci also understands that his disguise is completely exposed in front of Fu Yanli.
It was probably for this same reason that he was discovered by Fu Yanli.
“By the way,” Fu Yanli said suddenly, lying on the bed with his hands behind his head, moving closer to Xu Wenci, “do you know why I recognized that you have memories of your past life?”
Xu Wenci closed his eyes and moved to the side.
He didn't want to know.
It was simply because his desire to kill Fu Yanli was too obvious.
"Because you are too gloomy."
Fu Yanli sighed and turned his head to look at Xu Wenci's profile.
Xu Wenci was not originally like this.
He was originally a very gentle person.
However, this is also good.
Xu Wenci was stunned. After two seconds, he murmured, "Really?"
Fu Yanli suddenly laughed again: "Because you are too sensitive to the pain that this world inflicts, I recognized you."
Why?
Xu Wenci opened his mouth, but no question came out.
"Don't you think this is particularly good?" Fu Yanli winked at Xu Wenci, seemingly genuinely envious. "Being sensitive to pain means you can't bear it, and not being able to bear it means you and I have the same goal, right? Breaking the rules, breaking the script..."
Xu Wenci reached out and touched the faint mole on his eyelid that was almost invisible.
Oh, that's what it meant.
"What if I weren't like that?"
Xu Wenci suddenly said.
“Impossible,” Fu Yanli wagged his finger. “Given your personality, how could you just quietly wait for your fate?”
If Xu Wenci truly didn't want to resist, how could she possibly kill him? How could she cooperate with so many people while secretly preparing a backup plan for herself?
Moreover, since Xu Wenci could ask such a question, how could he possibly be a submissive person?
really.
Xu Wenci lowered his eyes.
She turned over, her back to Fu Yanli.
He certainly couldn't follow the rules, much less the script.
His original plan in the previous world was that if he couldn't kill Fu Yanli, he would divorce Fu Yanli and declare war on him completely. He would no longer let himself sink into the swamp of the script.
"Have you seen my rules? What does it say?" Xu Wenci asked softly.
Are the rules as strict as those of Fu Yanli?
The script controls the general framework of the story, while the rules control the protagonist's every word and action until the protagonist becomes the personality and way of doing things that the author is satisfied with.
He must have a lot of rules, right?
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