Xu Yangyang felt like she fell into a deep sleep. In her dream, someone kept calling her name, but her whole body seemed to be poured with cement. Not only could she not move her fingers, but she was also very heavy, and she was firmly handcuffed in place..

After an unknown amount of time in the dark, she was finally able to see the dazzling sunlight in front of her eyes, and struggled to open her eyes.

However, at this time everything has become different.

She supported herself to stand up with one hand, her head was still a little dizzy under the direct sunlight, the world was spinning in front of her eyes, and she wobbled even when she stood up.

Chest tightness, like a sudden stop after many high-speed rotations.

Xu Yangyang's mind was blank at this time, she subconsciously picked up the mobile phone that was thrown three meters away from her.Fortunately, although there are countless scratches on the screen, the phone can still be turned on.

Looking at the cell phone that was terribly dropped in front of her, Xu Yangyang suddenly remembered that she had seen the same type of cell phone a few days ago, but the owner of the cell phone was not her.

A white light flashed in her brain, and she finally remembered the reason why she always felt empty around her.

Wen Yijing!

She obviously heard Wen Yijing's voice before she passed out, but when she opened her eyes, she saw nothing.

Even, this is not the road she planned to go to the vegetable market just now, but a strange road.She was lying on the asphalt road, and a few pedestrians walked by occasionally, but fortunately, there were no vehicles passing through.

Clutching her sore knee from the fall, she limped to the bench beside the road, put down the bag in her hand, switched on the broken phone, and looked at the address book through the shattered screen.

But the address book at this time was already different from what she was used to. She didn't see any numbers related to Wen Yijing and Han Ya. Instead, her classmates and friends from the previous world appeared again.

A bad premonition rose in Xu Yangyang's heart.

She kept swiping her phone, and everyone in the address book was known to her before wearing the book, and even if she dialed Wen Yijing's number, it was only a mechanical female voice reminding her that this number did not exist.

After making eight consecutive phone calls but getting nothing, Xu Yangyang raised his head again, looked around blankly, and finally became convinced that he... really came back.

She had mixed feelings in her heart, she didn't know how to face the current situation, she didn't know what happened in this world during the time she was away, and she didn't know if it was possible for her to go back.

Her constantly numb eardrums gradually heard the sound of footsteps running from a distance, and her gaze followed the direction of the sound, and not far away was a face that was so familiar that she could no longer be familiar with it.

The other party seemed surprised to see her, and hurriedly quickened his pace, but Xu Yangyang's eyes gradually lost focus. A few seconds before she came, the sky was spinning and spinning, and finally passed out on the bench.

When she woke up again, there was no longer a vast sky in front of her eyes, but a snow-white ceiling, and the pungent smell of disinfectant was still in the air.

Xu Yangyang moved his hands a little and found that the infusion tube was still connected to his arm.

At this moment, the people around her also got up and walked forward when they heard her movement.

Xu Yangyang looked sideways and was stunned.

It was... a face exactly like hers.

She widened her eyes, looking at the other person as if she was looking in a mirror, but after a few seconds, she found that she and her were very similar in facial features, but their specific expressions were different, and the other person's temperament also made her feel veryStrange, not what I usually show.

Looking into those deep eyes, she couldn't help being curious: "Who... are you? Why..."

Before finishing a sentence, the other party just made a hissing gesture, sat down by the bed, and handed the small bottle that he had been holding to Xu Yangyang.

Xu Yangyang took the small bottle and found that it was full of origami cranes made of cardboard of various colors, and some of them were strung together with small hemp ropes.

Even through the bottle, you can see the patience and care of the origami crane man. Every crease is beautifully done, and there is no perfunctory.

But when the person in front of her handed this thing to her, she was still a little confused.

The other party saw her holding the little pot in her arms, then raised her head to look at herself, and finally spoke slowly, but the words she said were completely different from her expression: "Is Wen Yijing dead?"

Xu Yangyang opened his eyes wide, sat up from the hospital bed, accidentally pulled the infusion tube, and a little blood came out.

But she turned a blind eye to this, held the other's wrist with both hands, frowned, and asked, "Who the hell are you? Why do you know this?"

The other party still just smiled, lowered his eyes, looked at her hand tightly grasped on his wrist, and replied lightly: "It seems that he is not dead. That's good."

"Do you want to know who I am?"

The woman raised her head again, her voice was sweet and pleasant.

Xu Yangyang looked straight at her, but found that although her eyes were very beautiful, the pupils seemed to be dotted with stars, but they were a little empty, as if they were looking directly at the wall behind her through her body.

If stare at her for a long time, heart will feel a little numb.

"Who are you?" Xu Yangyang's voice was slightly hoarse.

The woman took out a small transparent ball from her small bag, but when she looked closely, she found that there seemed to be a thin layer of light blue sand inside the seemingly empty ball.It is not as conspicuous as ordinary sand, but it is almost transparent.

Without waiting for her to ask a question, he took the initiative to explain: "I am Xu Yangyang, not Xu Yangyang. I am Xu Yangyang before you went to that world, and I am Xu Yangyang in this world now."

Xu Yangyang was a little confused by her, and after a few seconds, he slowly figured out who he is: "So, you are the vicious female supporting role Xu Yangyang in the original book? And I, because of a coincidence, exchanged identities with you and traveled through time and space, so you became me in this world?"

The woman's thin lips were slightly drawn, and she shook her head with a smile: "It's probably true, but it's not because of a coincidence. You were sent there by me, and I came to this world on my own initiative."

"Are you taking me there?"

Xu Yangyang pointed at her, then at himself, with more anxiety in his tone: "Then how did you do it? Do I still have a chance to go back? Why are the two of us in the same time and space now? YourWhat exactly is identity?"

"My identity is your identity. I am Xu Yangyang, and you are now a person from another world."

She still answered unhurriedly, got up slowly, and paced along the hospital bed: "We are people in a parallel world. Although we have the same name and appearance, we are different people. I used the methodLet you go, so you will stay there for a year. However, since Wen Yijing is not dead, it means that you have successfully escaped from the plot, so it is time for you to come back."

"I really succeeded?" Xu Yangyang still couldn't believe it, "So, he won't die, right?"

"Yes, at least not for the time being." The other party answered in the affirmative.

"Do you know how he died?"

Xu Yangyang looked at her in a daze and shook his head.

The woman curled her lips and smiled, pointing at herself with her fingertips: "I killed it."

She slowly left the hospital bed, walked slowly to the window sill, looked at the distant scenery, and her voice was a little more ethereal.

"I'm just a fast traveler who travels through different worlds. Just like you go to work, I have to complete my own KPI. I have to follow the plot honestly so that I can escape from that world. And only by completing eightEleven world missions before I can get home."

She looked back, her eyes fixed on the transparent ball that Xu Yangyang was holding.

"It's the thing you're holding. I spent my life in eighty worlds in exchange for it. It can take me to the person I want to see, but it's a pity..."

She paused here, as if recalling bad memories, and then turned the topic back to the original focus: "I have killed many people in order to complete the plot. In different worlds, both hands are wet.It was full of blood. In the world you went to, Wen Yijing would be pushed down on the road by me, and then he would be hit to death by the arranged truck, and I just watched him, blood dripping drop by dropShit, life is passing by every second, like watching a melodrama."

Listening to her description, Xu Yangyang felt as if a hand was tightly clenched in her heart, and she was so oppressed that she couldn't breathe.

With a hoarse voice, she said, "then why did you change me?"

The woman smiled and shook her head: "Because you are not me, you will not be as ruthless as I am, and you will not take the lives of so many innocent people for missions like me. My boss told me that this is the fast travelerWe are the ones who come to atone for sins and promote the normal operation of the world, but every task makes me feel sick, I don’t want to use other people’s deaths to build my merit tower.”

She seemed to be remembering something, and her tone was a little deeper: "I also killed them once, and I know that as long as I complete this task, I can go back, but as long as I dream back in the middle of the night, I think of the picture in the pool of blood.I'm still ashamed of that face, and the madness of that kid."

"They are the typical heartless and ruthless in the eyes of others, but I think that at least their feelings are very pure, which is much better than those false and ethereal so-called love and family relationships. So I turned the timeline back."

Xu Yangyang gradually clarified the logical relationship between them: "So, you replaced me with you to let them avoid the plot and to make you no longer feel guilty?"

The other party smiled and nodded: "You are a person, a person with flesh and blood, and you will be more suitable for them than me."

"Then I," Xu Yangyang swallowed, a little nervous, "Can I return to the world they are in?"

The woman turned her head and met Xu Yangyang's eyes: "Of course there is a chance, but it depends on gambling."

She pointed to the small ball held in Xu Yangyang's arms: "Bet on their love for you and their miss for you. This is the only way to bring you back to the world you want to go to. As long as their thoughts can fill this spaceSmall ball, you can go to where they are. It's a pity, I only accumulated the energy of a small ball by completing eighty-one tasks, and I finally used it to pull back to the world line."

She picked the corner of her mouth self-deprecatingly: "I'm not like you, I have nowhere to go, no one will miss me, and even a small amount of energy accumulated here is just that everyone thinks I am you, and the transmission is wrongIt’s just a place. But you are different, even if Xu Yangyang disappeared for a day because of the exchange of time and space, your friends sent gifts one after another.”

She pointed to the jar of Thousand Paper Cranes: "That jar was given to you by a little girl, and I felt that I deserved it, so I returned it to you."

Xu Yangyang looked at the neatly folded paper cranes, which were the handicrafts she had taught the children, and they should have been sent by the children she knew when she was a volunteer in the orphanage.

Seeing a jar full of paper cranes and an empty crystal ball in her other hand, she fell silent for a while.

After a while, Xu Yangyang said slowly: "If I still have the right to choose, what about you? Without this little ball, where will you go?"

The woman on the opposite side didn't expect that she would ask this question, and she was taken aback for a few seconds before answering: "Of course I'm staying in this world, this is my last world. I should go home, but even if I don't leave the little oneIf I give you the ball, I won’t be able to find my way back because no one misses me, and I’ll end up wandering in countless worlds. What’s more, maybe some people don’t want me to go back, so why should I shame myself.”

Xu Yangyang sighed, continued to lower his head, and remained silent.

Soon, the nurse's entry broke the silence of the room.Her infusion has ended, and after a series of tests, she can be discharged from the hospital.

After being discharged from the hospital, Xu Yangyang returned to the original house with the woman.

The woman cleaned it very well, and didn't change the layout much. It's just that there were another person's belongings in the house, and it suddenly became a little strange.

Looking at the room in front of her, Xu Yangyang suddenly remembered that when she followed Wen Yijing and Wen Fan into the home in that world for the first time, she felt strange looking at everything in front of her.

At that time, she didn't know that in that small house, she met family, friendship, and love.

That place seems to be her real home. The small rental house in front of her is just a carrier that carries part of Xu Yangyang's past memories.

Because there is one more person living together in the family, a salary alone is not enough, and Xu Yangyang has not worked in a company for a year, so she directly receives manuscripts and draws online to make up for her income and expenditure.

In a few months, she also met her former friends one by one, as well as the children she knew well.

The other Xu Yangyang is obviously a seasoned fast traveler, and none of his friends could tell that Xu Yangyang had changed his shell. When they met her, they were still as familiar as ever, as if she had never left.

Apart from taking orders and gathering with old friends, Xu Yangyang spends most of her free time looking at the crystal ball.

On the day when the crystal ball first arrived in her hands, it continued to grow at an extremely fast speed. The light blue halo climbed up the transparent glass, and an obvious increase could already be seen.

But as time goes by, the growth rate of the halo is getting slower and slower, and only occasionally in the dead of night will it suddenly grow.

She is slowly being forgotten.

Until three months later, the crystal ball basically climbed slowly at a constant speed.

Maybe... some people have long forgotten about her who disappeared inexplicably.

Xu Yangyang, who was full of confidence in himself and would be able to return to the original world with the power of longing, became more and more guilty.She was afraid that she would be like another Xu Yangyang, forever forgotten in that world, until finally, there would be no way to go back.

She gradually began to suffer from insomnia in the middle of the night. When she couldn't sleep, she held the shiny crystal ball and watched it move forward bit by bit.

Fortunately, there are still people who remember her.

In her strong hope and anticipation, the crystal ball finally gradually reached the top.

That day, Xu Yangyang, who had the same name as her, sat with her and watched the originally transparent glass ball gradually be dyed light blue, exuding a sacred halo, shining in their eyes.

Xu Yangyang held hands with her and watched the halo light up in the room together. In the next second, only one of the two people sitting side by side was left.

She lifted the empty chair beside her, raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, and was about to turn around and leave when she accidentally saw a cartoon on the side corner of the desk with a blank sheet of paper pasted on it.

〔To you who has the same name as me^_^〕

The font on the white paper is very cute, just like Xu Yangyang, it looks round, and it really looks like a person.

Gently flipping open the small book, there are pages of hand-painted comics on it.

The protagonist of the comic is a little leaf, although it looks round, but the expression on his face is very serious.

Xiao Yezi has been to many places, but no place can keep him, he is always moving forward, always saying goodbye to his friends.Sometimes, before he even had time to say goodbye, he was blown forward by the strong wind.

Floating and floating, Little Leaf was suddenly tired. He wanted to go back to the big tree where he came from, but Feng'er told him that he could never go back again.

Xiao Yezi was very sad, walking limply, he didn't want to continue this wandering life, he even thought about jumping directly into the river and drifting along the river, so that he wouldn't fall into endless separationwent.

But just before Xiao Yezi put this idea into action, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

When he looked up, it turned out to be a bigger tree than the one he was attached to before, with lush branches and leaves.

This made Xiao Ye Zi very happy, he didn't expect that he could return to the embrace of the big tree.Although this tree is no longer the one at that time, it can also protect him from wind and rain.

He lay obediently in the arms of the big tree, and was with countless other little leaves. Finally, everyone could chat together, share travel experiences together, and live a happy life.

The ending of the story is very happy, Xu Yangyang also left a small line of words

[So, Xiao Yezi told us, no matter where we are, we should be happy!Maybe beauty is just ahead^_^〕

Suddenly, a drop of water fell on Xiao Yezi's face, and the outline of Xiao Yezi drawn with a marker gradually blurred, as if Xiao Yezi suddenly came to life.

But what followed was a chuckle of relief.

She put the small book back on the table, turned and left.

A gust of wind blew through the open window, rolled up a corner of the book, and finally stayed on the cute smiling face of Little Leaf on the last page.

Downstairs in Qing'an Community.

It's winter today, and the temperature has gradually dropped. The older people have already put on thick clothes, which are enough to keep them warm, while the young office workers are still wearing only ordinary formal clothes, and hurried to the work place.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner. Sometimes there is one more person or one less person in this world. For the vast majority of people, it is a very indifferent thing.

The earth will not stop because of the absence of a certain person, everyone will be crushed and forgotten under the wheel of time.

But as long as you miss him, his mark will not disappear.

The rain was getting heavier and passers-by were in a hurry. There was only a slim woman in a beige windbreaker without an umbrella, but she was still walking slowly in the rain.

The security guard was also taken aback when he saw her, and was just about to say hello, but he had already nodded and walked forward, leaving only a thin figure behind.

She seemed to be in poor health and walked very slowly, but she was extremely determined step by step, moving towards the destination in her heart.

Finally, the woman went to the rooftop.

There stood a man dressed in black and holding a black umbrella.His forehead hair was a little long, and it was blown up by the wind.

Beside him was a plate of snacks that had not been covered, and the light purple color could be vaguely seen, like a plate of mochi.

There was a burst of coldness on the man's body, not from the coldness of the weather, but from the inside out of the whole body, a kind of coldness that isolated everything from the outside.

Now, the neighbors in the neighborhood know that there is a mentally abnormal person in the community. He goes to the rooftop every day, but he just stands there motionless, not knowing what to do.

Everyone was afraid that he would suddenly go crazy one day, so they all stayed away, which happened to let him stay quiet.

But at this moment, he heard the sound of high heels landing behind him.

Even, the owner of those shoes is getting closer.

Just a second before he was about to turn around, a hand rested on his hand holding the handle of the umbrella, with a touch of warmth.It is the long-lost warmth.

Even though his bony fingers carried the coldness of early winter, the hand of the visitor was still as warm as spring, and the bubbling heat seemed to gradually extend to the limbs along the meridians, dispelling the chill that lingered in his heart.

He looks back.

Her face was bathed in the light, blurring her delicate facial features, but it still made her stunned for a moment.

The two stood there silently, and neither of them was the first to break the balance.

There seemed to be a breeze blowing between the two, and the hair was slightly moved, but in the next second, it returned to calm.

Until the woman's slender fingers were gradually chilled by his cold hands, she subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but he suddenly dropped the umbrella, stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist, and brought her into his arms.inside.

He bent his back, buried his head in her warm neck, and greedily felt the familiar breath that made him want to cry.

But after that, there was still infinite silence.

The two of them seemed to be caught in an embarrassing cycle. As soon as the woman moved, he would hug her more tightly, but when she was stable in his arms, he would not say a word again.

This inexplicable move finally annoyed the woman, she simply pushed his chest, and was about to leave, but was pulled by the wrist again, and was brought into her arms again.

There was the man's warm breath next to the ear, and the next moment, the man's deep voice sounded.

"If you are my daydream, please stay a little longer."

The author has something to say:

It's over!The finale didn't want to hang everyone, so rushed out from work haha

This is the ending that was set from the beginning, and the two may be able to recall the time when they first met here.

There will be extra episodes, but the update may be slower.

There are currently three ideas:

1. The old news after Yangyang left (mainly abuse him a little bit)

2. A family of three after Yang Yang came back (basically give an ending to the main characters in the text)

3. In the original timeline, the story of Xiaofan and Xiaxia growing up (not a good ending, because the original plot is a tragedy)

If you have others, I can try them!

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A little bit more wordy, it’s mainly a small summary, you can ignore it if you don’t want to read it

In fact, when I wrote the finale today, I suddenly remembered that my original intention for writing this article was to create an image of a parent in my heart.

Yang Yang may be a person with some minor flaws, but she is really the parent I created with my ideal type.

When Xiaofan made a mistake, she would not directly criticize the education, she would slowly ask the whole story clearly, if she really made a mistake, she would not indulge him, but communicate with him as an equal and reason with him;

Xiaofan performed well, she would not hesitate to praise her, her encouragement gave Xiaofan great courage;

Other parents want to demote their own children first because of self-effacing, but Yang Yang will not, she will not expose Xiaofan's shortcomings in front of unfamiliar people like other parents for the sake of so-called interpersonal relationship.

Yangyang is a very good girl, she is also learning to be a mother, and she is also learning to be a good parent with Wen Yijing.

After writing the text, I really hope that somewhere in this world, there really is such a family of three, and they will live happily ever after.

And, so do the babies who want to read the text!Always be happy!Everyone is a little angel!

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Finally, bring me the pre-received copy

"What bad thoughts can a female supporting role have"

The super fast traveler disappeared suddenly, and Yan Xia, the wronged Zhong Zhong, was temporarily arrested and transmigrated into a youth campus novel.

The three main characters in the text,

One is a pure school girl with a delicate body and a soft body,

One is the gentle and restrained school girl who is the pride of heaven,

One is the ruthless school bully who pinches your waist and gives you his life.

The love-hate entanglement between the three is touching and tear-jerking, and there are n outstanding male supporting roles.

And Yan Xia is just a cannon fodder female supporting role playing the role of the white lotus with a pure and innocent face.

Faced with the arduous task of preventing the school belle and the male lead from being together during the time when the male lead disappears, Yan Xia is confident and ready to go.

When Xiaohua looked up at the sky brightly and sadly at a forty-five-degree angle, thinking about how to choose between the domineering school bully and the high-skilled business god, Yan Xia vigorously promoted "Five Three" to her.

"Don't stop learning, men will only affect your speed of solving questions!"

When the ruffian school bully put down his figure and confessed bravely but was struggling with how to improve his charm, Yan Xia threw him a stack of "Tianli 38 Sets".

"Write! Just write here! Write for 180 days, write miracles and write novels!"

When Qing Leng Xueshen stepped down from the altar to personally pick a white rose for her, Yan Xia snatched it away and gifted him a copy of "Advanced Mathematics".

"There is no limit to learning and hard work, don't be complacent just because you took the math 150 test five times in a row! Your pride will destroy you!"

Yan Xia, who thought she had solved the task perfectly, was proud of her wit. She opened the exercise book in her hand, and saw the big four characters "Science Comprehensive" written on the title.

For a moment, tears flowed from my heart.

Why didn't anyone tell the old man, the director, that she was studying liberal arts back then!

After Yan Xia came to this world, things started to develop in a strange direction.

The ignorant school bully was taught by her, and her ranking rose by 1000+;

The fragile school flower inspires and researches professional knowledge, and vows to get rid of the fate of the dodder;

The class that had always been at the tail end of the class suddenly became the first in the class in terms of average score. The 80-year-old principal was so excited that tears filled his eyes when he saw her.

And in the corner of the back alley where no one was watching, Qing Leng Xueshen suddenly held her wrist, and there was some unknown emotion in his dark eyes.

"So, what is our relationship now?"

She blinked: "Maybe... I am your father?"

What kind of bad thoughts can a female supporting role have, just hope you study hard and don’t fall in love_(:зゝ∠)_