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"Why did you leave it?"

Li Changsheng looked up at the pale sky but saw nothing

[Because everything is going to end and your story is going to end too]

[And, you don't need to look for me because you'll never see me

"Why?" Li Changsheng had more and more doubts in his heart.

[Because we are not in the same time and space, not in the same world]

[Just like you can’t see me, I can’t see you either. ]

Li Changsheng was silent for a while, wondering why such a scene occurred.

"Can you explain what it means that my story is coming to an end? Does it mean that I am going to disappear?"

"Or maybe I am fake and everything I have experienced is not real?"

Li Changsheng expressed his biggest concern

[The end does not mean the real end, it just means that your story will no longer continue. ]

"Does it make any difference?"

[Why there is no difference, your story will always belong to you, from now on, no one will interfere with your life. ]

[No matter what you do, no matter what you say, everything will unfold freely. ]

Li Changsheng seemed to accept this statement and sat on the ground.

He said in a medium voice: "But you are saying that my life is like a game that is about to be closed?"

[To be precise, your life is a short story that is about to be completed. ]

Li Changsheng was stunned for a moment and asked again: "Novel? Are you the author?"

[Yes. "

Li Changsheng asked in confusion: "But why did you choose such an ending, and why did you want to talk to me?"

[In a way, you are a part of me. While I am talking to you, I am also talking to myself. ]

[This is a dialogue between me and myself, a dialogue across time and space. ]

[That's why even if I tell you this and you get out of here, you'll still forget because this story is about you. ]

"Then why are you still telling me this?"

"What's the point of this conversation between us?"

[I don’t know, like this book, like the last book, like all the books I’ve ever written. ]

[Life is not what you want, and your life is not successful from a business perspective, let alone successful. ]

[But I think that in many cases, the quality and success of a story cannot be judged solely by its commercial value. ]

Li Changsheng sighed angrily: "Yes, if everything is based on profit, should I use Ayaka and the others to make more money?"

[So, you are the reflection of my heart, I just hope you can live a simple and daily life. ]

[In real life, I'm not very successful, even from a different perspective. ]

[At least I hope the protagonist of this story is not like this. He can live the life I want and meet the characters I want to meet. ]

[The sub-genre novels I write are grand and cruel, so your world is always full of misfortunes, surprises and drama. ]

"I understand, what I have is exactly what you lack."

"So the system aka Ayaka and the others don't exist in the real world."

"They are characters in the game, and I am just a character in the story."

Li Changsheng shook his head: "This may be a fact that no one can easily accept.

But when something really happens, what else can you do except accept it?

[In fact, when I was very young, I invented this problem: no one around me was real, only me was real. "

[Places I have never been to must be fabricated by aliens or strange gods. ]

"If my guess is correct, what's the difference between us?"

[At least no one tells you that the world you live in is fake and everything you experience is fake. ]

[But the story can continue indefinitely, just like your life has an infinite future. ]

[No one makes up my life, at least I will give you a perfect ending this time]

"Perfect?" Li Changsheng asked with a smile: "Do you really think there is a perfect ending?"

The creature claiming to be the author was silent for a long time, and then said swaggeringly

[some. ]

[The ending I want isn't perfect (babh), but if that's what you want, it has to be perfect. ]

Li Changsheng asked: "But obviously, I am a part of you, and even more your creation."

[But every story is unique and cannot be copied, and every author is pursuing the perfect ending. ]

For this work, there must also be a perfect ending for "Ji Changsheng" in this story.

"What is perfection?"

[Perfection itself is an imperfection, so I leave the ending to you. ]

"But I am you."

[Yes, at this moment, you are me. ]

[What ending do you want?]

As soon as he finished speaking, the pale world where Ji Changsheng lived gradually took on colors.

He saw Ayaka, saw Peanut, saw Corey, saw everyone.

However, what is different from before is that their figures are somewhat blurry.

"Which end do I want?"

Li Changsheng looked at these figures and their smiles, and was stunned for a moment.

What kind of ending can be called perfect?

Li Changsheng thought about this problem for a long time.

But this question obviously cannot be answered overnight.

He closed his eyes and thought back to the beginning of the story.

At that moment, the self-proclaimed writer's power seemed to burst into his brain.

He was sober as never before, and he had never seen so many completely different worlds.

“Perfection itself is an imperfection.”

Thinking of this sentence, Li Changsheng felt that the ending he wanted might not be as sensational as poetry, and certainly not as beautiful as poetry.

The story was coming to an end, but he knew there was still a long way to go.

For himself and the author, the door between the two dimensions will close the moment it is completed.

But whether it is the author or himself, their lives will continue indefinitely.

The power beyond the system is constantly spinning in Li Changsheng's mind.

His own life is like a novel, with words flashing one after another in his mind.

The ending he wanted seemed to be already determined.

It turns out that the author has already made it very clear about his own life and this book.

"Thank you." Li Changsheng opened his eyes.

In an instant, Ji Changsheng disappeared into this unknown space.

When Li Changsheng woke up again, before he opened his eyes, there were already many sounds coming from around him.

"Li Changsheng, are you okay, Li Changsheng?"

"Brother Changsheng, wake up!"

"Li Changsheng, if you don't wake up, the hall master will hold a funeral for you!"

Li Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.

"Huh~"

He took a deep breath and looked around. Fortunately, nothing had changed.

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