I made myself the protagonist

Chapter 37 Another Self

As soon as he walked up the stairs, he noticed movement behind him.

Shen Tinglan turned around and found that Ling Yun had walked out of the bedroom bored alone.Seeing a trace of trouble in his expression, Shen Tinglan couldn't help asking curiously: "Why, don't you go join in the fun with everyone?"

"I'm not interested in that one. It's kind of annoying. I want to go out and get some air."

Ling Yun smiled wryly and shook his head, right now he doesn't have the heart to think about what's there or what's not.

His own situation is different from everyone else's. After experiencing a series of big and small accidents, he is now certain: even if he is the author, once he tries to change the fate of other characters, he will plunge himself into a new crisis; not only that, The subsequent butterfly effect will also make the situation more severe.

The current mutation of the zombies is probably inseparable from the fact that he forcibly changed the sacrifice plot of the garage.

Traveling into his own book, he became a cannon fodder character who had been paid for a long time ago; although he was lucky enough to escape several plot killings and now he is now, but what should he do in the future?
After completing this task, what will be waiting for him?
What will be your own future destiny?

Ling Yun's heart was full of confusion, and when he came back to his senses, he had followed Shen Tinglan to the third-floor rooftop.

"I feel that you are not in a good mood, do you smoke?" Shen Tinglan took out a pack of Marlboro that he picked up from the living room, and stretched out his hand to Ling Yun.

"I don't like smoking." Ling Yun waved his hand.

Shen Tinglan raised his eyebrows in surprise, with a cigarette in his mouth, he smiled lightly and said, "Look at you like this, you don't look like it."

"I quit a long time ago, for the sake of Buddha's health." Ling Yun remembered that he was still a gangster, and then lied.

Shen Tinglan didn't care, he blocked the wind with his left hand, and gently rubbed the roller of the lighter with his right thumb.In the darkness, the firelight reflected on his angular profile, casting a shadow under the thick eyelashes.

He narrowed his eyes slowly, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a beautiful smoke ring.The smoke ring swirls and rises slowly, and the cigarette butt lights up with an orange light spot.Shen Tinglan stared at the street not far away, and the lingering clouds of smoke lightly enveloped his tired face.

Fearing that the sporadic flames would cause danger, he took a few quick and greedy puffs, and then threw the cigarette at his feet.

"Actually, I don't like smoking, but Fatty is right, this thing is sometimes very stress-reducing."

Shen Tinglan smiled at Ling Yun, stretched out her foot and stamped out the cigarette butts on the ground.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and said to himself: "After this day, I have been tormenting people enough... To be honest, although I encouraged everyone along the way, I am actually not sure whether I can survive tomorrow. that level."

Ling Yun knows Shen Tinglan better than anyone else, he has always been a self-disciplined man.On weekdays, he loves fitness and does not touch alcohol or tobacco.But I have to say that after removing the indestructible armor in the eyes of outsiders, the complaining Shen Tinglan in front of him gave Ling Yun a sense of fireworks and intimacy.

But what surprised him was that Shen Tinglan had a tenacious personality, and never easily revealed his vulnerable side in front of others, even for his companions who had experienced many battles.But now, the other party would actually open up his heart in front of a stranger who had only known him for less than a day.

Ling Yun couldn't help looking at Shen Tinglan who was leaning on the balcony, with a lot of thoughts in his mind: But I can understand Shen Tinglan, as the leader of the team, the pressure and responsibility on his shoulders are much heavier than ordinary people.

At this time, it was the first time for him to experience the cruel dungeon, perhaps he hadn't fully grown yet.

But from now on, as a character in the book, I will accompany him, the hero, to experience the thrilling adventures described in my pen and witness his growth.

Now that I think about it, it's actually pretty amazing.

Ling Yun silently looked at the pitch-black city in the distance. The city that never sleeps, which used to be famous for its prosperity and was brightly lit day and night, now only remains a waste shell filled with emptiness.

It was midsummer, and after the sun went down, the nights in the suburbs were much cooler than the days.The evening wind blew, gradually soothing the anxiety in his heart.

"I don't know why, but when I first met you, I felt very kind."

Shen Tinglan broke the silence by speaking up, but Ling Yun was startled when he heard this, and turned to look at the other party in surprise.

Shen Tinglan turned sideways, and looked at Ling Yun seriously: "Whether it is your personality, thinking, or analysis of things, ability to judge, and various views, you have many similarities with me. In short, this feeling is really amazing ...like looking in a mirror and seeing another self."

What Ling Yun didn't expect was that Shen Tinglan noticed him so quickly.

From the very beginning, I didn't even think about the kind of counter-attack routine of using the protagonist's script to open up and attack the guest.

As the author, he naturally knows how smart Shen Tinglan is better than anyone else.

In order to avoid being suspected, he has always been cautious in his words and deeds along the way. Unless necessary, he will never say a word or do a meaningless thing; even if there is something he wants to do, he will just silently guide others. People, will never rush ahead of Shen Tinglan to do things that should belong to him in the plot.

But Lingyun still overlooked one thing: often when creating, many authors will substitute themselves into it.And their ideas, including the ideas they want to express, will also subtly infiltrate into the works.

It is said that the author's three views can be seen through the world view of a book; the protagonists in most novels can best reflect the author's own personality characteristics.

Isn't Shen Tinglan in the book just another self in Ling Yun's imagination?

Shen Tinglan looked at Ling Yun, then smiled shyly: "Maybe I said something strange, don't take it to heart."

"fine."

Looking at the other party, Ling Yun felt a strange feeling in his heart again.What it was, he couldn't say, he was surprised, happy, nervous, and entangled... However, he soon felt relieved.

Ling Yun stretched out his hand to Shen Tinglan, and responded with a smile: "Maybe we really have the same soul. And I am another you in this world."

"Yes." Shen Tinglan nodded, looking very calm.

Ling Yun couldn't help being curious, and asked the other party: "Do you really believe it?"

"Before I changed it, I definitely wouldn't believe it."

Shen Tinglan shrugged: "But after being resurrected by Ark, I can accept it no matter how bizarre things happen now. It's just that it's weird for us two big men to say that our souls are compatible. If you are a girl, Then I'd be more open to that."

Seeing that the other party made a joke, Ling Yun responded to Shen Tinglan half-truthfully, "No, no, no, I want to be more open, maybe I'm your father."

Ling Yun thought to himself: From now on, I will call you brother, you will call me dad, and we will live our own lives.

"You think well." Without knowing it, Shen Tinglan cursed softly, and then gradually suppressed her smile.

The predicament they are facing right now has not been overcome. After a short period of relief, Shen Tinglan pointed to a certain direction and said to Ling Yun: "When we arrive at the port tomorrow, we have to pass over the Atlanta suspension bridge, which is the way to escape to the destination. The only way to go. From this point of view, a fierce battle is inevitable."

"Ah."

Thinking of the scene he saw at the crossroads, Ling Yun nodded: "After the riots broke out in the city, civilians will definitely find ways to escape from here. The government will never let the virus continue to spread, and they must have sent armed forces to block the way out."

Ling Yun frowned: "I'm afraid that on the other side of the suspension bridge, waiting for us will be hundreds of civilians and troops turned into zombies."

"So everyone, take a good rest tonight and get enough energy for tomorrow's battle." Shen Tinglan patted Ling Yun's shoulder and said, "After dinner, we need to discuss the next battle plan."

Before leaving, Shen Tinglan observed the surroundings with a telescope.After confirming that there were no infected persons, Fangcai and Lingyun left the rooftop one after the other and walked down the stairs.

Not long after the two left, a gust of evening wind blew by, and the vegetation in the surrounding park shook and rustled.Under the eaves of another pitch-black villa a hundred meters away, a twisted black figure bent its body, crawling along the wall like a gecko, and disappeared into the night with just a "whoosh".

　Recently, the epidemic has become serious again. Everyone must be careful when going out, wash hands frequently, and do a good job of disinfection.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)