Chapter 318 The end of "The Only Possibility (Now Turning to Spoof)"

After trying to change the branches of many fates, Xue Meng and Xiaozhulong finally realized one thing:

Ink burning may not be gay, but in his long life, he will definitely meet a person named Chu Wanning, and then fall in love with each other.

"So, instead of trying our best to introduce the girl to Mo Ran, it is better to kill Chu Wanning directly." Xiaozhulong made a satisfactory summary of this task.

"Or simply give Chu Wanning a sex change." Xue Meng added.

"Or denature the ink."

"Anyway, good luck makes people, no matter how the game is played, how many female characters can be chosen, and Mo Ran will eventually come together with Chu Wanning."

In the face of the two comprehension staff's singing and harmony, Director Jiang Xi's face was a little gloomy. With one hand on his face, he flipped through the thick stack of task reports in front of him with the other. It listed in detail the various heroine strategy branches of the ink burning, and the final ending, without exception, was all married to Chu Wanning. Recommended reading Biquge TVhttps://m.biqugetv.com/https://www.biqugetv.com/

"I used to think it was a multi-ending love development game." Xue Meng's face was no better than Jiang Xi's, "I didn't expect this to be an ancient and boring rpg single-ending game. Director Jiang, you have played Xianjian. Legend of the Legendary Heroes? Even in 1998...or 2001, I can't remember, in short, even that computer game of the last century would have Lin Yueru's hidden ending."

He said, biting his lower lip a little dejectedly: "I think the life of ink burning is not as good as the fairy sword in 1998. He doesn't even have a hidden ending."

The young man clasped his arms in front of Director Jiang's desk and complained incessantly, while Director Jiang kept silent, his eyes swept over the failed strategy reports, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

"In fact, it doesn't need to be limited to this life of burning ink." Finally, Jiang Xi raised his thin eyelids, "Have you tried his other reincarnation lines?"

"Why haven't you tried it." Xue Meng said, "The Republic of China line. The future line... I can try everything. You can turn a few pages back to see."

Sure enough, in the second half of the report, there is also the possibility of other female protagonists of the reincarnation line.

"The Republic of China line is the most desperate." Xiaozhulong interjected, "We simulated crossing back to the Republic of China period. Mo Ran was the young master of a big family. When he was a child, his father gave him and a certain eldest lady from the same town. The baby is kissed, just waiting for the lady and the hairpin to marry and go home." Biquge TV has the fastest update https://www.biqugetv.com/ https://m.biqugetv.com/

Jiang Xi: "Oh? Isn't that great?"

Little Candle Dragon couldn't help crying and laughing: "What's the matter? Before the girl was an adult, Mo Ran ran away from home and joined the National People's Party, and announced that he wanted to be free and not to arrange a marriage."

"……and then?"

"Then the war started. After the Japanese pirates fought the civil war. During the civil war, he was sent to be a spy for his opponent's family." Xue Meng sighed and ended up talking, and then helped Jiang Xi to turn the thick task book to the page of the Republic of China line. "Look here, look at this picture. This kid looks like a sheep in sheep's clothing, and he doesn't show a bit of a warlord's tail. Right? So everything was fine."

Jiang Xi almost knew the follow-up. He didn't have the slightest accident, and asked lightly: "So how did Chu nightning appear this time?"

"Don't mention it." Xue Meng waved his hand in annoyance. "He is the company commander of the company who was undercover. There was an ambush, and the ink burned the gun, and the bleeding was more than unconscious. It was the back of the Chu company. With this National Party undercover agent crawling back from the mountain of corpses to the safe trenches."

"..."

Xiaozhulong muttered: "In order to save this guy, Chu nightning's own life almost went in."

Jiang Xi sighed: "So after Mo Ran woke up, he betrayed the National Party, and the undercover was also inappropriate, and he became a person on Chu nightning's side."

He didn't even use any interrogative words, as if he had clearly seen the transformation of the ink burning through the years and gunpowder, the skin and the brain ditch.

"Yes." Xue Meng rolled his eyes, "They fell in love later. They rejected the excellent lesbians who were enthusiastically introduced by the organization. They fought side by side, lying in a trench holding a gun and seeing the stars. They used bullets. They have been made to wear hanging chain stickers. After liberation, they lived in a courtyard and became two 'bachelors' who fascinated thousands of young girls. The two 'bachelors' would make dumplings together and ride Phoenix bicycles together for outings. , went to the studio to take a colorful group photo together, went to the department store together and said that a bag of maltose was eaten in a brown envelope."

These trivial and trivial old stories were told by Xue Meng with the speed of a cannonball. Although he said it so fast, the past flashed like a meteor in a flash, but Jiang Xi was still easy to imagine. to those screens.

Light blue gunpowder smoke, dirty and damaged military uniforms.

In a trench made of blood and mud, two young men leaned against each other to watch the night. Their dark eyes are fluttering eyelashes, and the eyelashes are sprinkled with the starlight of the wilderness, and far away there are soldiers playing the harmonica, the sound of the piano is scattered in all directions, and it is silent in the twilight mist.

There is no war tonight, only a little bit of burnt smoke in the fog tells of the turbulence of the years.

There are also dark blue beards on the chins of the two youths that were not shaved off in time.

"Later they were seventy and eighty." Xue Meng said dryly, after the sour smell of love turned over, his speech rate slowed down, "Afterwards, the disaster that started in 1966 failed to bring the two stubborn old men together. Guys separate."

He's finished.

The sour smell of love pervades until death, in fact, death cannot turn it over.

Jiang Xi didn't speak for a long time, and finally he stopped reading the report. He closed the report, looking a little headache, raised his hand and pressed his temple.

It is said that husbands and wives are like birds in the forest, and they fly away from each other when disaster strikes.

But if ten years and catastrophe failed to dismantle the two old bones, Jiang Xi actually didn't know how likely it would be to force a girl to burn the ink to make him stop being gay.

Or maybe Mo Ran is not gay?

Maybe it's just in his life, in his destiny, that a person named Chu Wanning can never be absent, that's all.

After get off work, the people from the Cultivation Bureau left the office building one after another in the background music of "Go Home" (the song was the love of the former Director Nangong).

Some of them have lived in the world of self-cultivation for a long time, so they can go home with their swords at ease, while others are used to integrating into the mortal world and living with people in modern society who no longer believe in gods, ghosts and immortals. These people have to hide Play up your extraordinary skills, or take the bus and subway, or drive a car, plunge into the night when the lights are on.

"I don't think there will be any results if I continue to consume it like this." Jiang Xi turned his back to Xue Meng and Xiao Zhulong, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the busy traffic under the building.

Finally he said, "Forget it."

Xue Meng didn't realize it for a while, he said "Huh?"

Jiang Xi crossed her arms and turned her face to look back at him: "I mean, your mission is over."

Anyway, no matter how you measure it, there is only one ending to the game.

There is no need for trial and error until the comprehension world develops a new method.

"go home."

This is Xue Meng's first mission failure.

He heard Jiang Xi say this, although he knew it wasn't his fault, he was still a little uneasy.

He subconsciously rubbed the rug with the toe of his shoe, hesitated for a while, and said, "I still have a problem."

Jiang Xi had turned around completely at this time. He leaned against the spotless window glass and raised his eyelashes slightly: "You say."

Xue Meng took a deep breath: "I saw him in the simulator when he was a child, and I think he should be about the same age as me."

"so?"

"...So why don't we find him directly and ask him if he is willing to cooperate with the experiment?"

Jiang Xi was quiet for a while, and then sneered: "Gene testing is very dangerous. In today's world, do you think it's still a chaotic, ignorant world of self-cultivation like what you learned in history class? ... Take any free man to do such a thing."

"..."

"Even if that person is a sphenoid beauty seat." Jiang Xi said, "Child, wake up. The era of cannibalism is long gone."

Under the cold white light of the director's office, Xue Meng's face seemed to be a little red.

He mumbled, "...I didn't mean that...I just...I just don't know..."

Jiang Xi started to clean up the documents, and the new director looked up at him again in the process: "I know you don't mean that. But I must remind you, no matter who your father is - kid, no matter who you were in What a great school, how many scholarships you've won, no matter how many times you've got a baby trophy that your mom polished off and put in the bookcase for display."

Xue Meng's face is getting redder and redder. It was because of embarrassment before, but now it is more because of anger.

"I don't care how well you did with Director Nangong, how many chapters you wrote, and how many projects you reviewed."

Jiang Xi turned a blind eye to his anger, he locked the document in the drawer, raised his slender fingers, adjusted his dark green silk tie, and concluded, "With me, you still have a lot to learn."

After the domineering director finished speaking, he took long legs and passed Xue Meng on the wrong shoulder in an understatement.

Xue Meng shivered and finally couldn't help but explode: "Jiang Xi!!!"

Jiang Xi just stopped in front of the office door, and then he turned around and pursed his lips towards the young man: "Remember to turn off the lights."

"..."

It's past seven o'clock in the evening.

The last light in the Comprehension Bureau building went out.

There is no war recently, and there is no huge project that needs to be rushed, and no one will work overtime. People have their own places to go back to.

Meet up with friends, date with lovers. Wife and husband are on the couch, eating popcorn and watching a TV screen flashing blue light. The tall young man put on an apron and helped his parents prepare dinner together.

They all have somewhere to go.

Although Jiang Xi is a bastard, he is right, although no world is perfect, no era is pure and white, but today, everything is much better than before, and it is far from that turbulent , The years when the order has been overthrown and rebuilt, have passed for far too long.

It has been so long that many deeds and names have faded and disappeared in the long river. For a long time, countless souls have been washed in time and space, and they have experienced the reincarnation of life and death again and again.

It's been so long that you are no longer you, and I am no longer me.

But we are still together.

Youth will grow old, muscles and bones will decay, and life will be lost to time. However, those who entangle each other with souls will always be gifted with new flesh and blood by time. Those attachments that are not diluted by reincarnation will always be embraced by their lovers again and again in their long life.

Life after life lingering.

Xue Meng bid farewell to Little Candle Dragon and walked out of the building.

The sky was grey, covered with thick lead-grey clouds. He saw tiny snowflakes falling down in the night sky, all of them splattered on this splendid world.

He didn't bring an umbrella, so he erected his collar and hurried to the nearest station, the white mist drifting around his nose and mouth with his breathing.

Beside him, in this city shrouded in the sky, in this world, there are countless destiny intertwined here and there——

The old man of Master Li's fried bakery is counting his income today. This old man is doing business with kindness, and he gets more and more patrons. He counts the banknotes with a smile, and plans to go to the bookstore to buy the set he likes on his day off. After reading "Ancient Swordsmanship" for a long time, he likes to read this kind of mysterious book. Although it is very rambling, it is surprisingly beautiful.

The daughter of the Luo family will be twenty-six in a few hours. She has just graduated from the graduate school of Agriculture and Forestry University. She took a taxi and planned to go to a nightclub in the city center for her twenty-sixth birthday—she still She didn't know that at the party that her best friend hosted for her, she would meet the big brother next door, who had been away from her childhood for many years. She didn't know that she would get the love she was destined to love.

The casino was feasting, and the Boss Sun, who was wearing bright nails, smiled and watched the guests spend a lot of money in her venue. It's good to have money.

The girl surnamed Ye and her fiancé are sitting in the bridal shop. They have been arguing for half an hour about the position of a certain pearl on the dress. It seems that the most deadly thing in the world is this bead, as long as this small bead Get it, all the headaches will be solved. What a goddamn bastard man and woman, the pearls on their wedding dresses were their only troubles.

Shouldn't they look at the other two people three blocks away? ——It is the ink burning and Chu nightning who are living in this era.

They are not an illusion in the simulator, not a game, not Xue Meng's task.

But it is clear, and there is no suspense, that they are still together in this life.

But at this moment, they were quarreling over trivial matters. The cause of the incident was that Mo Ran wanted to go to the cinema to watch a love movie starring the popular movie star Xun Fengwei, but Chu Wanning was more willing to choose an action movie starring Kung Fu superstar Zhen Congming.

"Can't you watch some hot-blooded men's movies?" At that time, Chu nightning narrowed his eyes and stared dangerously at his handsome boyfriend who was half a head taller than himself, but he did not lose at all in momentum.

If it weren't for the long eyelashes that look like stamens under the street lights, he would look even more fierce.

"Every time you enter a movie, it's not a funny movie or a love movie. Listen to the name." Chu nightning almost smashed the words, ""Er Ha and His White Cat Shizun" - you are brain-damaged Is this a cartoon? Shouldn't the poster also say 'This movie is suitable for preschoolers'?"

Mo Ran looked at his angry lover pitifully, and tried to defend the equally pitiful "Er Ha and His White Cat Master" several times, but he swallowed it reluctantly.

"I can't stand your drama aesthetic anymore."

"..."

"I told you last time that Teletubbies vs. Voldemort and Captain America vs. Barabara had broken my limit. I'll never, never, never accompany you to the cinema to see shit like that. Film." Chu nightning seemed to have been holding back for a long time and burst to the critical point, and the thin lips opened and closed, and threw out angry condemnations, those condemnations even seemed illogical because of their hot-headedness, "I am a policeman, the ink burns. Even if you take off your uniform and get off work, you're still a policeman, I can't accompany you to lose your IQ...why are you looking at me like this?"

"..."

"Do you think that if you look at me like this, I will accompany you to watch "Er Ha and His White Cat Shizun"? Please, you are in your twenties, go to the counter and say to the waitress, 'Please Give me two tickets for "Er Ha and His White Cat Shizun", don't you feel ashamed?"

The black eyes of the burning ink looked at him, and when he looked at him, he suddenly felt a little wronged.

He rarely resisted: "My colleague told me that this is not a cartoon, although I am not sure if it is good or not, but I promise, this is really a serious love movie..."

Chu nightning finally exploded: "No serious movie will take this fool's name!"

"..."

Putting this sentence down, Chu nightning strode forward and walked forward angrily. After two steps, he saw that the ink burned and did not follow up. Instead, he stood in the same place and stared at him. He became more and more suffocated in his chest and repeated heavily. Said: "No!"

The ink burned and bit his lip, still staring at him without saying a word.

This is how the conflict between the two happened. If Jiang Xi, the director of Cultivation, sees this scene, he will definitely sigh, look, how idle and boring people should be in modern society. How stupid and hopeless these idiots in love are. Why do two people have to watch a movie? You each buy your own tickets to enter different theaters, and then come together after the movie is over. Isn't that okay? Are you the little girls who go to the toilet hand in hand during recess?

——Jiang Xi will definitely think so, after all, he is a great, ruthless, witty and smart director.

At this moment, Chu nightning is silent, his hands are in the pockets of the black woolen trench coat, and he is walking on the road coolly. Any boyfriend wants to pull his hand several times and ignores him.

"Wanning..."

"..."

"Okay, don't go so fast, let's discuss again..."

"..."

"I promise you that this time it will not be more ugly than "Teletubbies vs Voldemort"." After the ink burned, he muttered softly and vaguely, "And I think "Teletubbies vs Voldemort" is not as ugly as you said. "I want to watch the same series "Pretty Girl Hagrid" next year..."

It's a pity that the last sentence was heard by Chu nightning. Chu nightning was shocked and even looked back at him in panic: "What did you say? You say it again... Forget it." He shook his head and tried to wave away the nightmare he just heard. 's title, throat twitching, "Don't repeat it, I don't think I heard it."

"...Oh." Mo Ran continued to be wronged.

Chu nightning continued to stride forward, and the windbreaker swayed. He was a little speechless, really. Every time he thought he had a deep understanding of the terrifying drama aesthetics, Mo Ran could always refresh his bottom line with a worse film.

Mo Ran has been following behind him, walking a step away.

They walked like this for a while, and finally the ink burned up the courage and tried to persuade Chu nightning: "Or...or what do we decide to see with rock paper scissors?...It's okay to draw lots... Or shake the dice..."

The sound became quieter, he stopped, and out of the corner of the eye seemed to notice something.

He had an idea.

"..."

"Hey, Chu nightning!"

Finally, Chu nightning's handsome and tall boyfriend stopped by the road, under the dim street lights, he raised his finger and pointed to the right side, where there was a stall selling sweet potatoes, the stall owner was shouting: "Roast sweet potatoes, sell roasted potatoes. Sweet potatoes..."

"Hey, Chu nightning." He repeated.

"..." Chu nightning ignored him.

"Officer Chu." He bit his lip with a smile in his eyes.

He knows Chu Wanning, knows what Chu Wanning likes to eat, and is willing to listen to what others call him.

They have known each other for too long.

Chu nightning really turned around, but he didn't turn around, just turned half of his face, and his hands were still in the pockets of the windbreaker. He raised his chin slightly, squinted his long and thick eyelashes, and looked at the man under the street lamp like this.

The man met his gaze, and as expected, he still lowered his head and smiled secretly, and then he was at a loss.

He took off his hat and scratched his head: "Eat or not."

"..."

"Roasted sweet potatoes in winter." He smiled. "Your love."

"..."

"And I think it has white core. You like white core, it's hard to find. So eat one, don't be angry."

Chu Wanning's complexion is finally no longer so hard, no longer like the ice cubes frozen overnight in the northern winter. He stood for a moment, then turned around with his cheeks slightly puffed out. He walked towards the ink burning, and said calmly: "No, I want to eat four."

"Okay, okay." His handsome boyfriend looked at him with some helplessness and some humor. Really, he used to be like a leopard with a tough, wild and untamed personality, but he has gotten used to it gradually over the years, and even occasionally looks like a little white cat with bared teeth. He really had this illusion.

The ink burned and smiled: "Okay, four are four, but can you still eat dinner like this..."

"Don't underestimate my stomach, it's just an appetizer."

"That's fine, then you eat your dim sum first, then we'll go to dinner, then go watch Zhen Congming's movie..."

Chu nightning took the steaming white-core sweet potato, took a bite, held back the little smile on his lips that was about to betray him, and shook his head indifferently: "Look at "Er Ha and His White Cat Master" OK too."

The burning eyes suddenly lit up: "Really?!"

"Well. I'll be silly with you again."

The sound of the burning ink became so bright in an instant, joy and sweetness fell into the water like an effervescent tablet, and the taste of honey fizzed out and bubbling out, dyeing the water into sweet.

He's going to be sweet.

"It's so kind of you!!"

"..."

"Then the next "Pretty Girl Hagrid"..."

"Don't even think about it..."

On the snow-covered street, the two pairs of footprints slowly moved forward, leaning together, very close to each other.

At a crossroads, Xue Meng, who had already gotten on the bus, wore headphones and unconsciously looked at the crowds coming and going outside the window, the flashy lanterns.

He was very relaxed, his forehead was against the cool glass of the car window, and the colorful neon colors were shattered in his black eyes. He yawned, not noticing a pair of young people carrying roasted sweet potatoes from the sidewalk next to him. Passed by, and the pair of young people were arguing over "Pretty Girl Hagrid".

The green light came on and the car started.

They passed by wrong shoulders, Xue Meng hummed the song in the earphone in a low voice, he was insufficent, but who could prevent him from humming happily because of his insufficiency?

He had just received a message from his mother, telling him that his father had returned from a business trip, and he had his favorite boiled fish and spicy saliva chicken tonight.

No one can stop him from humming, and even if the earth is destroyed by a flood, he has to finish the boiled fish.

Just like this, there are countless possibilities for their lives, different occupations, different origins, different growth trajectories, different likes and dislikes, and even for one reason or another, there may be small differences in appearance. But reincarnation can't change Xue Meng's goodwill towards boiled fish, just like Chu nightning's fondness for sweetness, and Mo Ran loves that bowl of red oil to copy hands, these will not change.

There is only one ending to their story.

That is the compromise of the vast providence to the small life, the compromise of the mayfly shaking the tree, and the compromise of the Kuafu day by day.

After going through those hardships.

They will always be with those they love.

They will eventually reunite with their loved ones.

——End of "The Only Possibility"——