What if I Write the Continuation of Romance as Lily - Chapter 78

Occasionally Qiao Yuhui? I would dream about it.

Lin Qing in the dream was wearing a familiar school uniform and raised her arm around her neck. So she bowed her head knowingly, and Lin Qing smiled and avoided it.

Then Lin Qing pressed to her ear intimately and whispered.

—What are you doing? Still? No? Come back?

Then she woke up from the dream and returned to this barren world, suddenly can’t tell? Which side is worse in the dream or here.

How much the unchanging world will affect Qiao Yu’s spirit, even though she has tried her best to maintain a stable state of mind, with the passage of time, she also begins to feel powerless.

She has been in this world for a long, long time.

At least her body feels like this. Or maybe it’s just too hard and it seems that the time is extremely long, just like ten seconds of doing plank support is much longer than ten seconds of lying on the bed, Qiao Yu thought.

She remembered the situation in her dream, and let out a breath.

There is such a saying that when you dream of someone you haven’t seen for a long time, it means that she is forgetting you.

Does Qiao Yu? Know if she and Lin Qing are counted? It’s a long time no? See, but she knows that Lin Qing should have forgotten her at this time, so she doesn’t? Exist? Wait, doesn’t? Exist?

She would dream of Lin Qing, just because? She missed Lin Qing.

Once you fall into this kind of heart, your feelings will become weak, and Qiao Yu knows it well. Fortunately, a new round of reader evaluation sounded from the top of her head in a timely manner, allowing her to break away from her emotions and make her heart hard again.

Qiao Yu was very quick to let go of that unrealistic dream.

What is the timing of these comments? Regular, self-consciously sounded and silent. But in recent days there seems to be a trend of louder and louder voices, don’t you? You know, it’s Qiao Yu who is heading in the right direction.

[Also? Can there be such a show operation of changing the main role? 】

[This author is here to retaliate against the society! 】

Qiao Yu has heard a lot and feels very sorry. This is probably a very bad fraud for readers, but from the comments, it sounds like these readers are of good quality? No? Wrong, at least she didn’t hear anything? Isn’t that utterly swearing–

[Laughing to death, do I alone think that Qiao Yu and Lin Qing are also a good match? 】

-Eh?

Qiao Yu’s eyes widened suddenly? He hurriedly raised his head.

But that sentence was quickly overwhelmed by the subsequent criticism, and I never heard a similar sound again.

On the one hand, Qiao Yu was suspicious? It was his own auditory hallucination, on the other hand, his heart began to jump wildly.

…Does it mean these comments, don’t they? Are they just released to torture her?

When the first snow fell in winter, Lin Jing from Showa revealed their relationship to their children.

“…Mom, then? Didn’t you? Are you stealing it?”

Cong Ye’s expression was dull, and he looked at Cong Zhao with a suspicious look, and was glared back by the opponent’s rare unassuming look.

“I do not have.”

Cong Xi Ziru? Jindi retorted, then looked at Lin Qing and emphasized it again.

“I really don’t.”

“Well, because? We were there? That? We were already interesting to each other before.”

“?! Can this be said?”

Hearing Ma Lin’s gentle voice, he shrank his neck instead, and carefully looked at Lin Qing’s face, and he was sure that there was nothing? No? Only after Yu Yu he heaved a sigh of relief.

This was supposed to be an earth-shattering event, but to the surprise of the two mothers, the children were extremely calm.

“Bless you, I think it’s pretty good.”

Lin Qing smiled very sincerely. She was indeed genuinely happy for her mother, and she was very surprised. There was hardly any resistance to Lin’s finding a female partner, but she was faintly pleased.

She was puzzled by the strange reaction in her heart, and she heard Cong Ye clap his hands vigorously, and said excitedly.

“Then? Lin Qing will be my sister from now on! She has to call my brother, right?”

“…”

Lin Qing didn’t want to shout, and looked at Cong Ye reluctantly, but the other party didn’t want to be forgiving, his eyes seemed to be shining, and he blurted out triumphantly.

“Then Qiao Yu has to call me brother afterwards!”

“…!”

The air was silent for a moment.

“…Who?”

The first thing to react was the mothers. The two looked at each other suspiciously, before turning to Cong Ye to ask.

The two also say the name from Ye to be more than they face a loss, being confused blinked eyes, cries to breath made from a whisper:??? “… ah I said what ?? le? Is there such a person?”

So the three of them all laughed helplessly, and they all joked about Cong Ye’s memory. Cong Ye touched the back of his head with embarrassment, his expression seemed to be okay.

In Lin Qingxin’s heart, the stormy sea turned up.

In the dream, that appearanceless figure suddenly had a name, so? Is it? Hey, that? Is it? Exactly—but, but.

Just like the incense fireworks that ignited in the night, it was almost extinguished after only a moment of light. Lin Qing had no time to catch it, and that area was covered by darkness again.

It was obviously the words that had just been heard, but at an astonishing speed, it was blurred in his memory. Lin Qing couldn’t think of the two syllables that he heard, leaving only a vague impression, such as? The secrets that were also written on the beach only left a few traces after being washed away by the waves.

A scene suddenly appeared in her mind.

‘You came. ’

‘I’m [—], please advise. ’

The person who said this was facing her, and the dazzling light splashed down from the window behind the person, trapping the whole person in it, teaching Lin Qing not to be able to see her face clearly, but only remembered. That? When people speak, their voices are clear and bright, as if they are mixed with sunlight.

I just thought of that individual’s voice, and the sudden turbulent feelings in my heart came to my eyes like a damp mist, making Lin Qing have the urge to cry.

There was a person, and there was such a person.

It’s just that she seems to have forgotten this person.

Recently, the world of exile seems to be undergoing some changes.

The first is the usual bad review time. Now, it has roughly become a neutral or even preferential review in every three rounds—this is really important to Qiao Yu. Can you hear it right here? Xiang’s evaluation made her happier than anything else, and she felt that she was gradually seeing a little light of hope.

Secondly, Qiao Yu was able to meet some people in this world.

It is not too accurate to say that it is a person, or it is an afterimage.

For example, the brother who is dangling in front of Qiao Yuyan, his whole body is well-drawn, his movements are very slow, and he has a pair of sluggish eyes. I can’t feel the half-smell breath at all.

When I first saw this kind of figure, it really shocked Qiao Yu. This looks really? It looks like an actor who appears in a horror movie. At first, she thought? It was “God” and what did she come up with? ? New tricks to toss her, why? Also? Throw monsters into the world.

But after actually courageously went to contact once, only to find that they are not aggressive, or if you go to the Lord to talk to her, you will ignore her, like a quiet floating spirit. And as for their identity—

“Hello.”

Qiao Yu stepped forward with ease and nodded hello to the other party. The man slowly turned to her and blinked slowly? It was a response, and he grinned hard and put on a friendly look.

“Are you mine… the target of the strategy?”

“Not.”

Qiao Yu waved his hand, and the man showed a disappointed expression, bowed his head dejectedly.

“Next? One, next? Where is the next? Just give me another chance, I absolutely—”

He fell into his own world, and began to mutter to himself in pain, no matter what Qiao Yu? There was no response to the conversation.

Knowing this situation, there is probably no way? Continue the conversation, Qiao Yu waved his hand goodbye for the first time, walked not far away and looked back, then the person is still standing in the same place, looking up blankly. Head, don’t you? Know it is? What are you looking at?

Then? What does the individual’s previous task seem to be to tackle? People.

It sounds like it’s a bit more difficult than her task—Qiao Yu thinks about it again, and thinks the level of difficulty is the main one? It depends on what kind of people the system will give you.

Yes, the “people” she met during her journey were probably all hosts who had been exiled.

Are they phantoms or real existence? Qiao Yu shuddered when he thought of those people who might be in exile, don’t you know how many years later they will become like this? My heart sinks slightly.

Most of the people she met were unable to communicate effectively, and very few of them were able to have a few conversations with her, but they would soon fall into sudden madness, chattering and running away.

“Look, my sword is very handsome, isn’t it?”

The person speaking this mysteriously opened his hand to her, his hands empty?

“I shouldn’t? Shouldn’t I? Should have eaten his, but…no? Can it? No? Can it?”

Shuffled into? A group of trembling people couldn’t tell their gender, and the words uttered like a dream sounded to make Qiao Yu feel dangerous instinctively, so he didn’t approach.

“…Roast pork ribs with potatoes, dumplings, braised trotters.”

No matter what you are talking to, you can only get a reply from the name of the dish. Although physiologically you will not feel hungry, but psychologically, the more you listen, the more burdened Qiao Yu had to say goodbye to her early and rubbed regretfully. The belly is on the road again.

There is one person who shouldn’t mention it. That? Probably a new host who has been in exile for a short period of time? He is the only one who can have some regular conversations with Qiao Yu. Even after a long time of separation, Qiao Yu is still very impressed with her.

“I remember my system said that my task is to change the tragic fate of the female partner, which is the fate of the character I wear.”

“Then I felt that I was a little farther away from the hero and the hostess? It would be fine, I didn’t expect…”

“What did not expect?”

Didn’t you fall in love with the male lead? Qiao Yu sat on the side with her legs in her arms, guessing what she had done? The mistake was reduced to this point, but she saw the beautiful woman with a sly smile.

“I like the heroine?.”

“…”

Qiao Yu was dumbfounded.

What is this called? It’s something, I didn’t expect to be in such a place? Can I meet a host with the same disease?.

Before she confessed her own affairs, she heard the other party’s voice happily saying something.

“Then I killed the male lead?”

“…”

Qiao Yugang felt that his heart warmed up when he found his companion? It sank? Go, and silently moved aside.

This elder sister didn’t feel it at all, still happily humming a little tune, before humming a few words, she let out a long sigh, her tone seemed to be sad.

“I think I have changed the fate of the female partner, why? Why? He sentenced me to fail the mission and exiled me?”

…Maybe because? You changed your destiny to prison, right? Why not?

Isn’t this Qiao Yu? I dared to say it in front of others, laughed awkwardly, and listened to her for a long time. This pair of mandarin ducks.

But the more Qiao Yu listened, the worse it became? Yes, finally? He had the courage to ask: “Then? The hostess? Do you like you too?”

The woman’s words stopped abruptly, and after a long while, she smiled lowly, her smile as beautiful as a manjusawa.

“Of course she likes me.”

“I leave the whole world with only her? Remember me-she will never forget me in her life. In this case, doesn’t she? Does she love me?”

“You see, we love each other.”

The temperature of her smile didn’t reach the bottom of her eyes, making Joe shudder and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Qiao Yu silently remembered what the system had said: I heard a predecessor said that if our system works hard, one can keep the memory of the host.

…That? The host responsible for the senior system? It should be this person.

Does Qiao Yu? Know what to say? He can only walk into the mist with a complicated heart.

Doesn’t she want to blame something, just thinking, if that is also a kind of love, then? Could her feelings for Lin Qing be given the same name as it.

To that person, the name of love is like a piece of cloth, which wraps all the salty and unspeakable gloomy hearts in it, as long as it doesn’t seep evil water from the cracks, it is one. A flawless and radiant gift can be delivered to the person who wants it, regardless of whether the other party wants it or not.

For Qiao Yu, what is love?

Can she? Can describe it very well, with too many gorgeous words? Appropriate.

However, Qiao Yu would be very happy if he saw Lin Qing smile.

Compared with when I first came here, the situation is already considered better.

With the company of these afterimages during the long journey, I finally did not reduce to the extreme loneliness, allowing Qiao Yu to maintain a sound mind.

Perhaps it was her illusion that the gray-black mist around it seemed to be gradually fading, and the heavy suffocation disappeared a lot, and Qiao Yu decided to take these as good omen.

This day? She met another person.

This person is very strange, different from the previous encounters, she is just a simple shadow lying flat on the ground.

When Qiao Yu approached, he found a pool of human figures on the ground. When he was suspicious, the shadow moved. He sat up and stretched his waist. He looked around the surrounding area and suddenly shouted in surprise.

“Huh! What is this side? Bird place!”

“…”

Even before he came to this world, it was difficult to hear such a puffy shout, and the sound seemed to be a girl, and Qiao Yu didn’t react for a moment, and was stunned.

“Huh? Then? Is there a dark shadow? Which one are you! Express your name!”

“…”

What’s this? Ah, it feels like an actor who just got off from the Water Margin Theater?

Hearing what the other party meant was like looking at her and only seeing a dark figure, Qiao Yu couldn’t touch his head, and tentatively said hello.

“…Hello? Can you understand me?”

“Wow yeah yeah!”

Sounds frightened, Qiao Yu stood by the side and looked at the dark shadow. The opponent’s actions seemed much calmer than the voice, and he crossed his legs in the same place.

Although a little rude, Qiao Yuxin had automatically replaced the image of Sombra with Lu Zhishen (female).

“Don’t care about it, I’m like this? This is because I have been tricked by the villain, and I can only talk to people in this way in a day-why? Why is this strange place still like this? That? The thief is a poisonous method!”

“…Well, it sounds like your world is also very? No? Come on.”

Unexpectedly, this weird person turned out to be a person who could talk smoothly. Qiao Yuxin was surprised and sat down beside her.

“My world? Is it possible to succeed? This younger sister is also the one who suffers from the system?”

“Huh? This is the world of exile, don’t you? You know?”

“Wow! Exile! What is it? I don’t? I have heard of it.”

“…”

There are more and more strange things on the weirdo, isn’t it? Only the appearance is strange, but he doesn’t even exile? Know, then? How did she come?

Qiao Yu was also very confused. After thinking about it, he could only tell his own situation and make a copy for the other party, so he scratched his head and said: “I was caught by the system before and continued to write the book—”

What’s the matter? Not even today? What do we need to keep in mind? So she simply talked about the experience briefly like pouring beans in a bamboo tube.

It was the first time since I called here that I had the opportunity to say so many things. Qiao Yu’s breath was smooth, and he breathed out a long sigh of relief.

“-How? Well? What did I say? Is it clear? Is there any? You understand? You can ask me.”

Qiao Yu asked Sombra cordially, but the other party didn’t reply for a long time. If it’s So Sombra’s hand right now, and he touched his chin thoughtfully, Qiao was in danger and thought she was broken. Line up.

“Dare to ask this sister.”

After a long time of thinking, Sombra finally spoke.

“Which book did you continue to write, but the name is “A Special Favourite”?”

“…Eh?”

Qiao Yu’s eyes widened, recalling that he hadn’t said the title of the book just now, and nodded in confusion. Seeing the dark shadow clapped his hands silently, he straightened his chest.

“Really? Concealed.”

“The original author of this book—Zheng? Is Sajia.”