Chapter 274 Su Ming
"Have you ever thought about it?"
"Your life, everything you've experienced, what you love, what you hate, it's all just..."
"The words in someone's eyes?"
"I'll be looking forward to your approach..."
"[Fraudster]."
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"Ai."
"Come to think of it, why is my brother called a trickster?"
Ever since An Ming founded World Tree Technology, he has always been targeted. Coupled with the eye-catching star Hanabi, ordinary assassinations have become commonplace.
An Ming didn't like to let Hua Huo see these troubles, so he cleaned up the scene quickly with playing cards, and after the blood splattered, everything returned to peace again.
After returning home, Huahuo walked into the bathroom and took a bath. This was also a tacit understanding between the two.
Hanabi was wearing pajamas, lying on the bed in an ungraceful manner, her fair legs slightly bent and resting on the edge of the bed, her round and cute toes stepping on the soft carpet.
The long, smooth black hair spread on the bed, causing An Ming to sigh.
"After taking a shower, dry yourself thoroughly before lying down on the bed," An Ming leaned back in the chair in front of the computer desk and turned around to face Hanabi, "You'll catch a cold this way."
"Brother is avoiding the topic again."
Hanabi rolled her eyes, pretending to be angry, turned over, wrapped her charming body in the quilt, and rolled around on the bed like a dumpling.
An Ming's eyes flashed with a complex light, and his mind flashed through the experiences of these years. "Before I became a fraudster, I was just an ordinary magician."
"I lived a copy-and-paste life every day, performing magic for a small audience to earn some credit points, but my magic was not popular, and I ended up playing the role of a clown."
He tilted his head back and stared at the chandelier on the ceiling, which was as dazzling as the sun.
“That’s when a guy found me.”
"He said something strange like 'There's usually no intense conflict in the early stages of development, but the climax of the plot is coming soon.'"
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"look."
"A person's life is like this, born in an ordinary way, going to school step by step, it's like the beginning of a movie introducing the background of the story."
"But maybe in the next second, you will be killed by a dump truck or sent to another world or something like that."
In front of the open-air stage on the street, a man sat on a plastic chair, watching An Ming on the stage with a smile on his face.
An Ming had noticed the man for a long time. In the past month, he showed up on time every day, always with a female companion.
It’s just that the woman next to me is not the same person every day.
Phantom.
This is An Ming's evaluation of men. Perhaps he is a playboy who has so many credit points that he doesn't know how to spend them.
"What do you want to say?"
"I mean, aren't you curious if your life will change drastically tomorrow and it's just inevitable?"
"Have you heard of visual novel games? Before you press the left mouse button, the text of the next scene has been filled in before all, and all you have to do is continue to play the established plot."
"..."
An Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said to the man: "Thank you."
"what?"
"Thank you for letting me meet a real clown and making me happy."
"Not buddy!"
The corners of the man's mouth twitched slightly, and the silver-gray-haired girl beside him curled her lips, "I'm afraid people will understand you, stupid brother Su Ming."
"You are a Riddler."
"Have it?!"
Su Ming was shocked. How could he become the type he once hated the most? He argued subtly with a subtle expression, "That's because all the Star Gods talk like that."
"Today's performance is over, thank you for watching."
An Ming looked at Su Ming speechlessly. This guy was really idle. After saying that, he turned around and left, preparing to pack up his props and go home.
Until he left, the two people behind him were still whispering to each other.
"Can you see the core goal of this reincarnation?"
"Maybe he hasn't appeared yet, but he is already 19 years old. Didn't he encounter him before he was ten years old the previous times?" Su Ming frowned slightly. No wonder he could interfere slightly this time.
When the timeline is long enough, before the core goal appears, the world of reincarnation is in a stable state.
"What's the next scene?"
The girl with long silver-gray hair held up the map and studied it carefully for a long time before speaking: "Both my parents died, my company went bankrupt, I got fired when I went out, and I went bankrupt."
"Uh... Such a standard protagonist template."
"Hmm, do I have to learn from you? You died suddenly before traveling through time and space and you didn't have time to delete the study materials."
"Wife, we agreed not to mention this."
"Definitely next time~"
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The next day.
It was drizzling that day.
An Ming held an umbrella and stood silently in front of the morgue. His mind was still in a mess until a corner of the white cloth in front of him was lifted.
He was just an ordinary man, living a copy-and-paste life every day - yes, it was originally like this, and it should have lasted until the end.
But today, it's all over.
Upside down.
His parents passed away suddenly, in a sudden car accident, and neither of them survived.
Everything happened too fast, so fast that An Ming's mind became numb and rusty, unable to turn around.
"Family members, please settle the fees. Do you need us to contact the crematorium?" The medical staff asked in a routine tone, so calmly that it seemed as if they had fallen into numbness long ago.
"it is good."
An Ming nodded mechanically and walked out of the hospital. He had to breathe deeply to avoid being suffocated by the oppressive chest cavity.
A sharp friction sound flashed by his ears like lightning. A truck lost control on the slippery road and rushed straight towards An Ming.
He stood still and had no time to dodge.
That's fine.
When An Ming woke up again, it was nine days later. The phone beside his pillow had run out of battery and his whole body was sore that he couldn't muster any strength.
He didn't die. The doctor said it was a one in ten thousand miracle. If he had used a little more force back then, he would have been a corpse by now.
After the phone is connected to a power source, a series of messages pop up on the screen instantly.
The Magic Company declared bankruptcy due to a lack of funds and did not provide any compensation to its employees.
An Ming looked at his credit point balance numbly. Perhaps it was not even enough for his own medical expenses, let alone buying a cemetery for his parents.
Maybe dying would save money.
"meet again."
A familiar voice sounded, An Ming raised his head slightly, and saw Su Ming leaning against the door, waving at him.
If your life changes dramatically tomorrow
Somehow the words he heard yesterday echoed in his mind. An Ming's pupils suddenly shrank and he began to cough violently.
"Who...are you?"
"I?"
Su Ming spread his hands, "A riddler passing by."