"Dongdongdongdongdong."

Who is knocking on the door...

"Zhao Yijiu, you can prepare it and you can go out today."

What?

Are you calling me...going out, where to go?

In the darkness, Zhao Yijiu was curled up in the corner. His eyes had already adapted to such light, and he could see every outline in the small dark room clearly.

Even when he was resting, he never put down the dagger in his hand, because perhaps the next moment, something indescribable would crawl out from the square doors around the dark room.

【Yes, you are born as the protagonist, and after all the hardships, the day when you get freedom is the real beginning of the story.】

The narrator whispered in Zhao Yijiu's ear.

He has become accustomed to the concepts of scripts, characters, twists and turns and revenge that have been instilled in him.

He must have been in the dark for a long time, right? In fact, he doesn't remember whether it was a memory he had only had 20 minutes ago or had lived in a small dark room for several years.

Anyway, he seems to be just... a protagonist who has returned from a distant future and holds the rebirth script.

So is it when he was a child now?

Zhao Yijiu thought blankly. He always felt something was wrong, but the fragment that had been silent in the deepest part of his memory was enlarged again, which made his mind feel countless chaos, and he couldn't figure out anything for a moment.

He could only follow the narrator's prompts and passively wait for the plot to develop.

And now, someone is knocking on the door of the small dark room and saying that he will be let go.

His brother is coming to take him away.

With a creaking sound, the secret door of the small dark room was opened from the outside, and a long-lost ray of light suddenly appeared in Zhao Yijiu's retina.

"Zhao Yijiu, come out." There was a cold stranger outside the door, but the man's voice sounded very familiar. When he was in the small dark room, once there was something new to test, the man's voice would come out of the speaker.

He vaguely remembered that when he was free, he was led out by Zhao Mou without saying a word on the road.

When he arrived at the "home" - the new house that Zhao Mou bought himself, he hugged Zhao Mou's waist and pressed his head against Zhao Mou's shoulder. In fact, he didn't cry, and he didn't even have much emotion. He just knew that he wanted to do this.

As a younger brother, the older brother is the only person he can show weakness.

But it was just a sign of weakness. He always made Zhao Mou feel that his mother would not give birth to this younger brother.

Zhao Yijiu was a little dazed now. He stood up, skillfully holding the dagger in his hand, and walked towards the light step by step.

He actually didn't stay away from the light for long, and he always had an illusion... He seemed to have just lost the light for more than ten minutes.

With this strange feeling, he stepped out of the door of the small dark room.

Zhao Mou was behind the stranger. The old man was much younger. He looked just adult, with a slightly tender face, but he was wearing a pair of gentle and mature gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The young body looked weaker than him, but it also grew.

"Ajiu, let's go home." Zhao Mou's voice was very cold, but it was obvious that this coldness was not aimed at him, but the people from the Zhao family next to him.

Zhao Yijiu was about to take a step forward.

【This is a huge turning point. Are you really satisfied with the script you used to do?】

The narrator appeared.

[You used to let go of people like the Zhao family so easily. In the days that followed, you were regarded as a freak and an alien by others. Your brother still worked hard for the Zhao family. This is the fate of the side branch.]

Zhao Yijiu blinked and stared at Zhao Mou with a smooth look, while Yu Guang inevitably swept to the people next to him.

There was a pity, curiosity, and a hint of novelty in those people's eyes as if they were looking at some rare animal.

Unfortunately, they lacked one experimental subject, and they were curious about what interesting reactions would be after the experimental subject was released.

Novice means that he cannot be regarded as a kind of person.

[What if you have the opportunity to modify the script? You have lived again. Do you still have to accept it as much as before? When you were alive for the first time, you were in a chaos of competing with evil spirits and unable to feel emotions, so you did not have anger. But when you gradually regain your emotions as a human being, have you regretted it? Do you really don’t want to tell your brother at the first time, thank him for doing so much for you? Do you really don’t want these people who squeeze you and your brother to pay the price?]

The narrator's whisper was like a demon's whisper, constantly instigating him to make a choice.

Zhao Mou stepped forward and patted his head - he was not as tall as Zhao Mou at this time.

"Don't think so much, go home." Zhao Mou's voice was extremely gentle when he talked to him alone, and his eyes were full of distress. He had really done everything a brother could do, and had never asked for any reward.

According to the direction of the script, soon after, Zhao Mou would hurt his leg in a deduction in order to lead a younger generation from the Zhao family.

His fox cane was merged with the personality mask during the time he injured his legs.

Although his legs healed later, this incident had a great impact on Zhao Mou... It made Zhao Mou's false mask when facing others thicker and thicker, and a smile like the little fox on the fox's cane appeared on his face.

Zhao Yijiu still remembers that Zhao Mou was very unhappy during that period. In order to thank Zhao Mou for protecting that junior, our family gave Zhao Mou greater rights, even though that junior was actually a few years older than Zhao Mou at that time.

[The dagger is still in your hands, have you figured it out? The protagonist, this time the script can be done the way you want.]

The narrator said heart-warming words.

Zhao Yijiu turned his head and looked at his dagger, and his actions made those who had been observing him look alert.

Although no one regards him as a human being, no one is afraid of him. The Zhao family was not good at fighting by force, so they trained him like weapons. Only when Zhao Mou proved that he could make greater contributions to the Zhao family, he changed Zhao Yijiu.

[You can kill one person or everyone. If you are afraid that Zhao Mou will get into trouble, it is better to teach these people a lesson and let them know that you are not something they can bully, and they will not bother you again in the future.]

Zhao Yijiu raised his hand.

He said, "Give it back to you."

He only had a vest and shorts on his body, and the dagger was his only "property", but whether it was his clothes or daggers, they were all distributed after entering the dark room.

He couldn't pay back the clothes. I think even if he returned them, others wouldn't want them. However, this dagger can hurt ghosts and was a resource exchanged by the Zhao family from the Xu family.

Since I am leaving, I will leave no talk.

Soon someone took the dagger and took it away.

Looking at the people, many of them were surprised that he could speak normally.

Because in the small dark room, Zhao Yijiu has always been silent.

In fact, he just felt that there was no need to say anything to these people.

Zhao Yijiu followed Zhao Mou, doing nothing like the script she used to do, and went home directly.

[You actually gave up this opportunity, Zhao Yijiu, don’t you think it’s a waste? If you deter them, your brother will probably not receive that task next time, and you will not be injured in your legs and will be depressed for so long.]

The narration seems to be incomprehensible, it is not anxious, it is just a puzzlement.

Zhao Yijiu got into Zhao Mou's car, turned around and looked at the scenery outside the window in the co-pilot.

The car drove away from the garage, the isolated manor in the suburbs, and came to the bustling street.

The world was full of troubles, but Zhao Yijiu suddenly felt that something was vague and felt that it was as unreal as a sticker.

The narrator is still asking.

Zhao Yijiu was a little annoyed when asked. She turned her head to look at Zhao Mou who was driving seriously, and said to the narrator in her heart: "If you can control the script, asking this means you don't understand the role at all."

Narration:???

This familiar statement.

"For example, my brother, you don't understand at all. That injury... was intentional, maybe he did it with the flow, but the benefits he got were what he wanted. The unhappiness and listlessness during that period were all for the Zhao family to see."

Because of one leg, the Zhao family felt guilty and trusted Zhao Mou more, so they gave Zhao Mou power.

Perhaps because he was just talking to an illusory narrator, Zhao Yijiu had more rare words.
Chapter completed!