Yuan Qingzhou sat by Jiang You's messy bed, and his sword was still standing on his knees.

"Speak, I'm listening."

Cheng Shen walked to the computer desk, and the orange cat in his arms jumped onto the table, fiddling with the red leaf of the spiritual holy fruit with his claws, and was very curious.

That cat is very similar to the cat he raised in the real world, but he has lost a little weight.

Cheng Shen looked at the computer screen and said, "What a pity, this story can't be finished after all. I remember asking you last time, how could you know the plot of this novel so well?"

"You know everything?" Yuan Qingzhou asked.

Cheng Shen lit a cigarette, "Well, people like you enter this world every moment, how could I not notice it? But sometimes I lack inspiration. The variables you bring make me feel very interesting, and you are not within the scope of my punishment. If the time comes, you will leave, so I am too lazy to care about you."

Yuan Qingzhou nodded, and then probably told Cheng Shen about his deterioration and his popularity on the entire network.

After listening, an excited smile appeared on Cheng Shen's lifeless face, so excited that he even shook his hands when he was smoking.

"That's great hahaha, I've been slapping for five years. I didn't expect that I would become so popular as soon as I died! In this way, my aunt can get my royalties, and I can repay my aunt's grace for so many years."

Cheng Shen pressed off the cigarette in his hand, and a better cigarette appeared out of thin air in his hand. He put it under his nose and smelled it, with a wet smile on his eyes and said, "I will make an exception today, after all, today is a good day."

After saying that, he lit the cigarette carefully, took a deep breath, swallowed the smoke with great pleasure, and spit it out for a long time, but he accidentally choked.

"Ahem, it turns out that this kind of good thing is not worthy of me, and this cheap one is still suitable for me."

Yuan Qingzhou sat there quietly all the time. Cheng Shen was very grateful for her neither anxious nor impatience nor urged.

"Thank you for bringing me this good news, and I'm still nervous here. My biggest wish in life is to write books to make money, and then repay my aunt. Now that I've completed it, I have nothing to miss."

After saying this, Yuan Qingzhou suddenly felt a weak light appearing around Cheng Shen, which made him look a little unreal.

"Do you know, my mother committed suicide due to depression when I was very young. My father and I married another woman and abandoned me alone. Before I was born, my parents and brother were a very happy family. I have seen many happy photos of them. But my birth changed everything. If it weren't for my aunt, I might have died in a corner where no one cares."

Cheng Shen slowly told his story. Yuan Qingzhou's mobile phone vibrated. She opened it and looked at it. It was An Xiaocai who asked her where she was. She sent her position and then put away the phone.

Cheng Shen continued, "My aunt has two sons. When she adopted me, her family was still well-off, but I seemed to be really up to my grandma's words. Since I went to my aunt's house, my uncle's business has started to fail repeatedly, and in the end the family owed a lot of debts."

"But even so, my aunt has never treated me badly in material terms. I will never pay this kindness for my whole life. But what my aunt can give me... is just that. I may be really too greedy and have been eager for a strong hug, even a beating of concern. But my aunt can't give it to me, and their whole family can't give it to me. I go home alone every day, play alone and do homework alone, and even parents sign it by myself. When I arrive in junior high school, I live in school immediately. I always envy my brothers for being loved by my aunt and uncle, and envy others for being accompanied by my parents."

"I went to college alone and had a good girlfriend. That was when I felt the happiest time in my life. I pressed all my feelings on it. There was a time when my empty heart was filled with that feeling, but..."

Cheng Shen smiled bitterly and helped up the cup that was knocked over by the orange cat on the table. "But like my father, she finally left with others and left me alone there. It was also from that day that I got sick and got the same disease as my mother. I was so sick that I could not continue to study and could only leave school. Every day, there was a voice in my mind that kept telling myself that you are a waste, a drag, and a garbage that no one wanted."

"I'm useless. Taking medicine to treat my aunt has spent money and energy, and has been causing trouble for her. My aunt always told me how hard my uncle's work is and how difficult it is to make money. I must cheer up, otherwise everyone will be very tired. This makes me feel so guilty that I hate myself more and more. She also talked about my biological brother, a prestigious university, studying abroad, studying for a doctorate, teaching at school, and marrying a wealthy wife. She is very happy. My aunt said that she raised me not to let her father laugh at her, saying that she raised me because she hurt me."

"Compared with my brother, I am really too ordinary and too trash, and I don't even deserve to live. I can't control myself and think that if I didn't have me, my aunt would have lost a burden. I just thought that way, sitting on the railroad tracks, standing on the roof, and thinking like that. The only thing that prevented me from taking that step was just because I was in another city. If I died here, my aunt would have to travel thousands of miles to collect my body for me. Since I was going to die, I really couldn't cause any more trouble for my aunt, so I bought the ticket and thought of a completely untroubled way."

"But fate is sometimes really funny. During that time, I randomly wrote some novels on the Internet with the theme of doomsday to express my depression. I really didn't expect that the last thing that saved me would be the signing text message of that novel. When I saw the text message applying for signing, I felt that there was a light in my dark life."

"It was from that time that I embarked on the road of writing, resolutely and gambled. Because only when I was writing stories and watching readers urged me to update, I felt that I was needed and was not a complete waste. It was writing that pulled me out of the abyss little by little, giving me a little expectation for life. I hoped that I could achieve some achievements on the road of writing, and then repay my aunt's nurturing grace."

"But I am really too ordinary. From birth to death, I am just an ordinary person. No matter what I do, I can only struggle in ordinary things. After five years of writing a book, I know that I don't have talent, but I can't help but hate it."

"I spent more than an hour writing a chapter. After less than three minutes after reading it, I didn't understand that I racked my brains to check the information. I endured the pain of cervical spondylosis and lumbar disc herniation, but I also insulted me. I ignored it, and they seemed to have won, and scolded me even more vigorously. I paid attention to it, and I wanted to say that I was very good at being good at being good at character. I could tolerate all of these. After all, they paid to read and were my parents for food and clothing, and I did not write well. They also had the right to complain. Some people said it very well, and I could accept it as long as they didn't attack me personally."

"But those pirated versions, sucking my blood and making money. I collect 30,000 yuan in genuine versions, but pirated versions are as many as one million yuan. I eat a steamed bun every day, and they make a lot of money. They don't know that if I could have one more reader, I might be able to buy a plaster to relieve my back pain, sit on that uncomfortable chair for a while, and write a few more words."

"The most overwhelming thing is the pirated readers. It's fine to read the pirated version. They have to chase down the genuine page and scold me, and to make others not read my trash books. Yes, there are some people who subscribe to it themselves. I don't know what it is, so I send the full text of the subscribed chapter to my book review area for free, listen to others praise him for being generous, and say thank you to him. It's obviously the words I typed out one by one after another after I stayed up late! Why is he thanked me just when he just tried his hand, but I was scolded?"

"It's even more excessive. After subscribing, some people feel that they have the right to deal with my book, and they can just pack it up and send it to others, or even sell it for profit. Then they insult me ​​as a genuine reader. Can't they shut up and watch their pirated copies quietly?! At least, give me a little bit of purity so that I can finish my not-so-defunct story."

"Sorry, I'm a little excited. It doesn't matter anymore. I've got everything I want. Now when I tell you, I have nothing to resent. It's time to end it."

After Cheng Shen finished this long paragraph, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly.

Yuan Qingzhou respected him very much and listened very seriously.

"Thank you, listen to me talking about these irrelevant things, and finally I will tell you a secret. My real name is Cheng Shen. Jiang You is the name I changed after I arrived at my aunt's house. The protagonist Jiang You in this book was written by me according to my brother."

"He was very lucky. He had the love of his parents before I was born, and the encouragement and guidance of his father after I was born. He had everything I wanted, which was so beautiful that it was unreal, but I didn't resent him at all. After all, when my mother had an accident, he was just a child. He had asked me for help, but I refused."

"So, I created a protagonist Jiang You who is committed to being motivated, optimistic, positive, and kind in his appearance. Speaking of which, you are also very lucky. Before you, no one tried to awaken his consciousness and let him know that he is in the world of novels."

"Those people did not succeed, but they also left the seeds of doubt in his heart. You are the last force that made the seed break out of the ground. Successfully made him resist my will. From now on, I will never be able to control him again."

Speaking of this, Yuan Qingzhou couldn't help asking, "What will happen to him in the future?"

Cheng Shen smiled and shook his head, "I don't know that my nightmare world is very special, and he is the special among this special one. He is a completely independent soul. I don't know what he will do when I am gone."

"Do you have anything else to say?" Yuan Qingzhou asked.

Cheng Shen took the naughty orange cat on the table into his arms, and then pushed the pot of the spiritual holy fruit in front of Yuan Qingzhou, "I'm afraid of the pain, please give me a quick death. Even if you give this to you, I won't use it. I'll repay my aunt's kindness, and Jiang You broke free from the constraints and freedom. Now, I should let myself go."

The king of the Nightmare World is just a lonely soul trapped in a dream, not really freedom.

In the next life, if there is another life, he hopes that someone can hold him hard, let him listen to the heartbeat and feel the warmth.

Yuan Qingzhou stood up, held the hilt of the knife with both hands, "Close your eyes, soon you will have real freedom."

Cheng Shen smiled and raised his head to reveal his neck, slowly closing his eyes.

"By the way, I don't know what your name is."

"Yuan Qingzhou."

The moment he said his name, Yuan Qingzhou waved his knife hard.

Just as the blade was about to touch Cheng Shen's neck, the orange cat in his arms suddenly waved his claws and actually slapped Yuan Qingzhou's knife.

Yuan Qingzhou was caught off guard and was shocked by the huge force and sat on the bed.

When she came to her senses, she saw that the orange cat's mouth was so wide that it was so wide that it swallowed the pot of the spiritual power holy fruit and the flower pot in one bite.

Immediately afterwards, a huge blue ghost appeared out of thin air, waving the decapitation knife like a door panel in his hand, instantly shattering everything around him into ruins.

Yuan Qingzhou was also knocked out by that force and hit a tree outside.

Cheng Shen was tied to his neck and locked in his arms by the blue ghost. He struggled in horror and could not get out.

The orange cat slowly turned into a woman's appearance, with a dipper hanging on his chest shining with a glimmer of light, and showed a sinister smile at Yuan Qingzhou.

"Thank you, for letting him get rid of his obsession, and at the same time, he also lost control of this nightmare land. As long as I swallow him, I will be the new king of this world!"

Yuan Qingzhou got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Seeing An Xiaocai, Jia Bu and Jiang You rushed over. When An Xiaocai saw the woman's face clearly, she shouted out her name in surprise.

"Li Youling!"
Chapter completed!