Thin and dense raindrops were falling outside the car window, and half of Yu Rongshi's face was buried in the shadows, while the other half appeared and disappeared under the illumination of the street lights.

At that moment, he remembered what happened many years ago again. The strings stained with blood on his fingers in the bright practice room late at night; the songs that were written and stolen; and finally, before the dawn of victory came,

, the heavy price paid to resist the time-traveling thief...

That person was annihilated in the past, erased from the timeline, and not many people except him remember his name.

"...Next time you want to do these things, you can call me." He.

"Why?"

"Nothing, I just want to watch a show." Yu Rongshi said with a smile.

Yi Wan silently looked at his profile in the rearview mirror. Yu Rongshi's face was relaxed, as if he was doing something for fun.

But when he saw Yu Rong's tense bones.

"Teacher Yu, you are a good person, but you just don't want to admit it." As the car passed the convenience store, Yi Wan suddenly said, "On the contrary, it's me - I'm not as good as you think. As for Bo Jiang and the others,

As long as you know them well enough, you will also find that they are not as bad as you think."

Yu Rongshi didn't answer for a long time. Finally, he whispered softly: "You are thinking too much."

There was something awkward in his voice.

Even though he was awkward, Yu Rongshi still couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror when he got off the viaduct. Yi Wan was leaning against the window, still expressionless.

But he drew a smiley face on the white fog on the car window with his finger.

The smiling face and the way Yi Wan looked at him fell into his eyes at the same time. Yi Wan's eyes were still blank, innocent and calm, just like the way he looked when he passed by all the stories.

"Can we stop here? I want to buy a bottle of hot drink." Yi Wan said suddenly.

Two people parked their car next to a convenience store in the middle of the night. The convenience store was a bit shabby. It had been open for several years and had a yellow sign. The two people went in wearing masks and came back wearing masks, just squatting like this.

On the roadside, share two paper cups of boiled meatballs.

The night in City S was dark, but the stars seemed bright. Yu Rongshi saw Yi Wan eating and said, "Have you ever eaten boiled meatballs in this shop before?"

"No." Yi Wan held the paper cup, her pale face warmed by the food. "I just stopped because I saw it while passing by."

Wherever you want to go, just go, and wherever you want to stop, just stop. It’s not just to meet someone, not to trigger certain events.

Isn’t this kind of life good?

So Yu Rongshi couldn't help but laugh. He took a bite of the meatball, and the soup in his mouth was hot and warm, spraying randomly in every direction from the crack.

"...So, where did you throw that Painted Skin Ghost?" he said vaguely.

"What kind of painted ghost?" Yi Wan said with the most innocent expression.

"I guess it was in Chi Jixia's dream... forget it." Yu Rongshi smiled softly and shook his head, "Just pretend to be stupid."

It's pretty good to live like this.

Always pass by the world belonging to the male protagonists, and always be a passerby who only tries his best to pass by other people's plots and occasionally does good deeds.

He has no superpowers, but is smart enough to be a passerby who is not the male protagonist.

Yu Rongshi felt that his heart had never been lighter. The burdens of the past that had weighed on him were released at that moment. At that moment, he felt that he could write songs again for a long time.

What drips on his strings is not the blood shed for human competition, but the flowers of summer, the maple leaves of autumn, and the tens of millions of stars in the night sky that twinkle like life.

Even the ordinary-looking drunk with long bangs stumbling around in the distance became cute.

This is an ordinary life, an ordinary world.

"Yi Wan." Yu Rongshi suddenly spoke, "I..."

"Um?"

Then he saw another person rushing towards the drunk man from the diagonal.

The man was wearing a suit and leather shoes, his eyes were scarlet, and he looked like he was crazy. Yu Rongshi's eyes moved, and he was about to take out his cell phone to call the police, and then...

"Shen xx! What the hell do you think I can't find you if you grow a beard and escape to another city? The contract has not expired and I don't allow you to leave. Where is our child? Where did you hide the child? went!"

"Child... child... how could a man be pregnant with a child! If I had known, I shouldn't have signed the contract... Gu xx! Our child... is gone!"

The drunk man struggled hard, and the wind blew away his ordinary bangs, revealing his heart-stirring and clear eyes, which always added to the ordinary face with very bright eyes.

The two of them fought in the alley, and in the end the drunkard lay in the arms of the man in the suit and cried loudly. The man in the suit hugged him and said silently: "Yangyang, if the contract is not over, we will go back."

The two hugged each other and got into the car. An aunt stood in the window of the residential building above and shouted to the two hugging each other: "The noise at night is fifty decibels, why don't we let people sleep? I should have known better." You shouldn't buy a house near a bar, there are people making trouble here every day..."

Yu Rongshi:......

"What were you thinking about just now?" Yi Wan turned around and asked.

Yu Rongshi: "Nothing, let's go back first."

He threw the two paper cups into the trash can, but left today's shopping note. The piece of paper seemed to have a different kind of power. He clamped the piece of paper in his wallet, with soft eyes, and decided to turn it into a a memorial.

The drive back was still ten minutes away. Yu Rongshi was driving attentively from the front. Yi Wan sat in the back seat and leaned his head against the window.

He silently looked at the lights of thousands of houses in the city. The light fell into his pupils. He closed his eyes, as if the last bit of flame had also been squeezed into his eyes.

This intervention test on the Yu Bo family's story was successful.

he thinks.

The test to revive Qin Xuexin... seems to have been successful.

Yi Wan had a restful sleep after returning to the hotel. But when he woke up, he saw Chi Jixia sitting cross-legged on the bed next door, looking at him with faint eyes.

Yi Wan:?

Looking at Yi Wan who had returned safely, Chi Jixia finally said something angrily.

"I dreamed about ghosts again." He.

Yi Wan looked at him and blinked: "Is it scary?"

"...It's not scary, it's not that kind of scary, no." Chi Jixia said weakly, "Okay, it's a bit scary."

Yes, after Yi Wan left last night, he entered his golden finger dream for the first time.

Chi Jixia originally thought that Yi Wanqi was a painted-skinned ghost. This conjecture made him feel awkward no matter how he thought about it. However, in folklore from ancient times to the present, painted-skinned ghosts are cunning and cunning, so Yi Wan has a very strong The acting skills are not surprising either.

Although Yi Wan's face outside the dream was still human skin, Chi Jixia finally found several Feng Shui shops online and asked for a few talismans. The talismans arrived via SF Express, and Yi Wan went to attend the dinner. Chi Jixia was pregnant with

Doubtful, he fell asleep holding the amulet, and for the first time he entered his golden finger world to test.

The worst thing is to meet a ghost.

Then Chi Jixia discovered...

The whole world exceeded his imagination.

"Don't miss it if you're passing by! Chang'an Didan Ji Chongming's performance!"

"Infield tickets are 5,000, outfield tickets are 3,000, support cards are 500, and standing tickets are 800. Purchase any ticket and get a free venue book!"

"Ah ah ah brother Chongming, my wife!"

"Ji Chongming, is she my beautiful wife who really exists?"

Chang'an City was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and it was full of joy. Young men and women came and went to offer salutes for the birth of idol. They held banners and cheering cards, and followed the floats entering the city and "picked up" them.

"Brother Chongming's 'Luke' suit today is so beautiful!"

"Dear viewers, please allow me to introduce you to this treasure - our idol, Ji Chongming."

Chi Ji Xia Chang was stunned.

What about the intricate conspiracy? What about the mysterious ghosts? What about the majestic adventure poem of a boy and girl with lingering sadness?

What's going on with this star-chasing scene that's so crowded?

As Leng Qiu, he asked his subordinates to inquire, and then he discovered that during the two and a half months of time passing inside and outside the dream, the painted-skinned ghost pretending to be "Ji Chongming" had used its recently learned rich experience in fan circle management, marketing and hype.

, successfully made himself an international superstar and super idol in Chang'an City through singing, and even the children of princes and noble families favored him.

Chi Jixia:??

This plot no longer needs to be explained by "confusion" or "confusion".

Why did the Painted Skin Ghost settle in his world of "Hua Tian Chou"?

Why does a painting-skinned ghost know the knowledge of fan circles and support light signs?

Why did the painted-skinned ghost want to do nothing after entering this world, not to be a bloody and troubled devil, nor to be the stunningly beautiful Chang'an Enchantress who overwhelms all living beings, but to be... a...

Idol??

The cold and desolate world was confused by the Painted Skin Ghost. Chi Jixia had no way to rehearse in such a world. He sent someone to take "Ji Chongming" back to his house to see what was going on, but

I only got a letter reply from the other party.

The letter was written with a few big characters: "Private relationship between idols who are not big fans."

Chi Jixia:??I contacted you privately?

...The other party seems to be a real ghost.
To be continued...