She Became a Heartbreaker After Entering the Novel - Chapter 502

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Go back?

The world in the book is like a dream to her.

When the dream wakes up, those pains will disappear.

So, she didn’t want to go back, face Song Meilan, face Huang Cheng’s death…

Thinking so, the fire in her hand slowly approached the novel.

Ning Meng stared blankly at the lighter in her hand, and she felt relieved as the flame flew onto the novel.

Freed.

Burn this book, then what happened once will not happen again?

But at the next moment, she suddenly picked up the water she didn’t drink and poured it directly onto the book.

The bottom layer of the novel was burned black, which didn’t affect reading much, but the cover was also burned in half. Ning Meng stared at the book and suddenly hugged it.

She was reluctant…

Even if those injuries were real, she could not bear it.

In this strange world, she has no relatives and no friends.

But these defects are in that world.

There are Huo Beichen, Ning Ke, Ning Wentao, and an unreliable brother… In the high school period in the book, she was very happy at the stage accompanying Huo Beichen’s college entrance examination, but she missed the world eight years later. .

Miss the prince who spoiled her in the bones, miss the petite madman who has no bottom line, miss the unreliable brother, even…she vaguely misses the eight years later rather…

She looks forward to going back eight years…

Now, she can feel vaguely that if she enters the world of novels again, she should return to the moment when she was smashed by Song Meilan and fainted.

However, when you go back, you will face Song Meilan.

While Ning Meng was in a daze holding the novel, the doorbell was ringing.

She froze slightly and raised her head.

People outside seemed to see that she would not open the door. She had started to smash the door with her hand and knocked and shouted: “Ning Meng, I know you are inside, open the door for me! You should pay the rent!”

rent?

This seems to come from the sound in the distant memory, which made Ning Meng recover.

She hurried back to the bedroom, changed her clothes, and threw the clothes that had been burned so that they could not cover her body into the trash basket, and then opened the door.

The landlord is an old aunt in her fifties. She frowned when she opened the door. “You are hiding at home every day. What are you doing sneakyly? Wouldn’t you be doing bad business?” Right?”

Ning Meng looked stunned.

The landlord lived opposite her. There are ten houses in this building which are the demolition funds of their homes, and they live on the rent, so the two people meet almost every day.

For the landlord, the person in front is just the tenant I saw yesterday.

But for Ning Meng, although only one day passed in the real world, she seemed to have passed a year.

Yes.

After eight years in the book, she passed a few months and stayed there for another six months eight years ago.

Add them together, haven’t they been gone in a year?

She only felt that the landlord in front of her was like her dream, and she looked trance.

After the landlord finished speaking, when she didn’t respond, she looked at her with a bit of awkwardness, and she was a little scared. “Hey, you talk? You don’t really do bad things?”

“No.”

Ning Meng Nuo Nuo opened his mouth, his expression became a bit dull, “What are you doing?”

The landlord’s aunt hurriedly said, “Collect rent!”

“Oh, wait a minute.”

Ning Meng turned around and entered the room, took out her wallet and pulled out the prepared money. She suddenly thought that she had already prepared the money before wearing the book. Today she planned to send it to the landlord, but forgot. .

It seems that things in this world are already very far away.

She handed the rent to the landlord, closed the door and looked again in the room. The original “Chengfeng”, which was about to be finished, was gone.

She sat stunned on the sofa and put the novel aside.

At this time, the editor of the publishing house called and said, “Mr. Lemon, this is the case. About when can you finish the comics for the novel? It is more urgent here.”

Comics…

Yes, she originally read this novel to draw comics for it.

She “hmm” and immediately rubbed her hair a little irritably: “I will do it as soon as possible.”

After hanging up the phone, she collapsed on the sofa for a while, and then stood up and opened the door and went out.

She wants to go out and relieve her emotions. The things in her dream are not true. She cannot be so decadent and depressed.

She walked back and forth in the community.

Uncle Zhang is cooking downstairs, and his wife is feeding the cat with a smile.

A young couple just got out of get off work, snuggled back together, and were halfway down, and a good girlfriend, two people were eating a spicy…

All the people around seemed to be smiling happily. Seeing these, a more intense sense of loneliness came to mind.

Ning Meng has worked hard for more than 20 years to make money, has no time to make friends, has no hobbies, and stays at home after graduation. She doesn’t like to take the initiative to communicate with others, so besides the editor, she occasionally says a few words There is really no other friends.

She was even more annoyed by this thought.

She found that she had a desire to return to the world in the book.

This desire is even stronger when you go out.

Do not.

She doesn’t go back.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to laugh.

The next day, she had a fulfilling and fulfilling life.

She asked the editor to go out for dinner, chat together, and met other people in the comic studio. The whole person slowly integrated into the surrounding environment.

She looks very happy and smiles every day, it seems that she will always have a positive attitude, but no one knows that she will wake up every night.

As long as she fell asleep, Huang Cheng’s death, and Huo Beichen’s despair, would entangle her in her dream, leaving her breathless.

Just half a month later, half a month later, the editor couldn’t help but urge: “Mr. Lemon, you have already drawn the rest of the novels, when will you start drawing the one I gave you!”

Ning Meng was shocked when he heard this.

During this time, she has always rejected the novel, and the rest of the drawings are almost the same, but she has never opened the book again.

She took a deep breath: “Tomorrow.”

Some things will still have to face.

This night, she dreamed again.

There was always a voice in her dream calling on her, lemon, lemon…

But although she did not want to wake up from the dream, she did not want to fall into the dream again.

She has been trying to keep herself awake and told herself that it was just a dream, but when she woke up, the pain in her heart clearly told her that those feelings were true.

She stared blankly at the ceiling and couldn’t help but think, was she happy?

During this time, I followed the group of people to eat supper, lively eating Haidilao, and chatted with them in the group every day, but why is the sense of loneliness so strong?

With both hands behind her head, she thought about it for a while and then got up.

She first ate and then washed her hands, and then she held up the drawing board and picked up the novel whose cover was burned in half.

She opened the first page and read the content with Su Tiantian as the main character. She had read it once, but when she picked up the brush, she had to reread it again.

Drawing comics requires chapters and mirrors, and the details are very complicated.

She picked up a pen and wrote indiscriminately on the notebook, watching Su Tiantian killing the Quartet, recording while vomiting in her heart.

After reading this book again, the whole person has a different feeling, because every character in it is alive, even if it is just a passerby, he has his own life and face.

This novel feeling made Ning Meng stunned a little.

She looked back slowly, but she was more and more amazed.

The author’s few strokes, but in front of her, showing a living person.

She looked at it and suddenly froze.

Her eyes shrank sharply, staring hard at the book, something unbelievable.

In the end of the novel, after Su Tiantian and Li Yishen dealt with the stumbling blocks on various growth paths, Li Yishen’s enterprise gradually grew and became an existence that could compete with the Huo Group.

Su Tiantian asked Li Yishen: “Shall we kill the Huo Group? After all, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.”

Li Yishen frowned, shaking his head: “No more.”

Su Tiantian froze: “Why?”

Li Yishen replied: “You didn’t find that after Huo Beichen and Ning Meng divorced him, did the whole person become depressed? I heard that he has not managed the company’s affairs, and just a few days ago, he disappeared. .”

Su Tiantian was stunned: “What does it mean to disappear?”

Li Yishen sat on the boss’s chair and leaned behind him. His eyes were a bit dull: “I don’t know. People like him are always legendary in the business world. In these years, how many people want to be close to him, but besides his side Those subordinates don’t care about anyone. I heard that he shared the company’s shares a few days ago with several people around him. This also includes your dad. What is the relationship between your dad and him?”

Su Tiantian was stunned: “Ning Wentao and him have nothing but Ning Meng’s relationship? Is it true that he still misses his ex-wife?”

In the novel, Huo Beichen, eight years later, did not wait for Ning Meng.

Li Yishen waved his hand: “He has no feelings for this ex-wife, and I don’t understand the details. I only know that after he split the shares, the people disappeared…”

When the words fell, a financial news was suddenly broadcast on the TV: “According to reliable news, Mr. Huo Beichen, chairman of the Huo Group, has died in the villa this morning, which is very embarrassing. According to Huo Group employees, Mr. Huo usually It was cold and ruthless, like a work machine without feelings. I don’t know what happened, and died in the villa. His funeral is being held. According to people familiar with the matter, Mr. Huo was trapped by love and held a letter in his arms when he died. The letter, the owner of the letter is unknown.”

…

Ning Meng saw her here and clenched her fingers tightly.

Tears burst out like this.

She closed her mouth tightly and stared at this section of the book in disbelief.

In the novel, Huo Beichen only appeared once during divorce, and never caught the reader’s attention. This dialogue is undoubtedly telling everyone that Li Yishen’s company has no rivals since then.

Therefore, Ning Meng did not pay attention to this detail.

Can be seen now…

She told Huo Beichen that she would go back in eight years.

It also took eight years to let him slowly forget the meaning of pain.

But I didn’t expect it for eight years… he hadn’t forgotten her, and he was still alive.

Why is he so stupid! !

Ning Meng was crying uncomfortably. She restrained her tears and madly turned back to read the details of Huo Beichen’s funeral…

But the author has no description, just the next day, Su Tiantian gave Li Yishen a bad sentence: “Did you know that there is a famous cartoonist named Lemon? She sold “Wind Wind” published abroad Millions of books, she also spent a comic “Huo Shao’s Wild Girl”, which is said to tell her high school love story.”

Li Yishen asked: “How?”

Su Tiantian said: “She was found to have committed suicide in the villa this morning. After the death news was released, some people said that she had severe depression and had been taking medication for treatment. The most interesting thing is that her cartoon “Huo Shao’s Wild Girl” tells the love story of Huo Beichen and her first love. At the end of the comic, a classmate named Huang Cheng died, so the two Breaking up, one going abroad, one staying, two people died one after the other. Everyone said they were martyred.”

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Martyrdom… Depression…

Ning Meng held her heart tightly.

That’s rather! !

Unexpectedly, not only Huo Beichen died, but even rather…

Ning Meng stood up abruptly, pointing at the novel and cursing: “What a **** plot! The author, your brain was kicked by a donkey!”

Her voice choked, and continued to scold: “As for the author, your IQ, it should really be sent to the institute to let the experts see how it lowers the intelligence of the earth!”

“What is shitless content, what logic? How could Huo Beichen and Ning Ke die? They can’t die!!”

“………”

She cried and scolded. At the end, her throat was dry, and she scolded that she had no energy. She knew that she fell to the ground, and her hoarse voice shouted: “Why, why not let me wear it in the book?…”

She is going back, she will never run away!

However, there is always no way.

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Five years passed quickly.

In the past five years, neighbors and landlords all said that Lemon, a well-known cartoonist who lives in that family, is actually a lunatic.

She was scolding a novel every day, and she would scold for hours every day until her throat broke.

But what followed was that her fame grew bigger and bigger, her comics sold over 10,000, and over 100,000… her comics were changed into anime by well-known companies…

She received a generous reward, but she gave all the money to charity, and inexplicably, paid the singer Tian Qiaobai Lin Qiaobai (Lin QB) a fee, and said that he requisitioned his “Wrong Love” song. The copyright fee of the song.

but! She has never used it at all!

But given her eccentric temper and not communicating with people, this matter has become an unsolved mystery.

On this day, Ning Meng finished drawing the manuscript, and looked at the novel that she was about to rot away as usual.

Five years.

She is 26 years old.

In their small place, she is about to become an older woman.

Over the years, she has gained both fame and fortune.

Every day someone introduces her boyfriend to her, and even Lin Qiaobai wants to pursue her, but she refuses all.

Every day and night, she bored in the room to paint, and she could not tell clearly what was true, what was fake. Even wearing books once seemed like a dream.

But she knew that without him, it would be a different place for her.

She stayed up all night again and finished a comic.

This comic will become a stunning work again.

But she didn’t rejoice at all, as if those things had nothing to do with her.

The moment she stood up, her eyes suddenly dimmed.

Before fainting, she saw the novel that had been scolded for five years and finally released a ray of white light again.

Her eyes widened and her pupils slowly spread.

Is she going back?

She is going back!

She was ecstatic!

At this moment, a thought suddenly appeared in her mind.

He waited for her for eight years.

And she, in another time and space, also waited for him for five years.

She finally waited for her way home.