I dressed as a novel villain

Jiang Chen carefully recalled in his mind some of the symbolic events depicted in the book.

On the other side, he turned around the room in a circle.

This is his habit, and whenever he thinks about a problem very seriously, he will unconsciously start to do so.

Turning around, his eyes inadvertently swept over the wall calendar on the wall.

And it was this sweep that made his body stiffen completely.

It was as if it had suddenly been struck by lightning.

The expression on his face even faintly revealed a hint of fear.

It was as if something had happened that he was extremely reluctant to face.

Jiang Chen’s head turned back mechanically, looking at the wall calendar on the side.

The time shown above is June 20.

And it was at the moment of seeing this time that a memory quietly struck his heart, making his face suddenly become more and more ugly.

The memory happened at a birthday party.

The time is just this afternoon.

A young man in a white suit, holding a huge bouquet of flowers, slowly stepped into the golden hotel lobby.

He has a handsome face that makes people fascinated, smooth, white, and feminine, but with a kind of youthful vitality.

The facial features are angular, and the eyes are so deep that they seem to be able to see the stars and the sea inside.

The height is just right, neither high enough to be looked up to, but unconsciously give the people around them a strange sense of security.

In short, he is like a Prince Charming who has walked into reality.

If you count his car, a naked car alone sells for more than fifty million Bugatti Veyrons, it’s even more like that.

As soon as Prince Charming appeared, he caused a scream at the scene.

One by one, the goddesses who refuse to be thousands of miles away like icebergs in ordinary days show their flower-obsessed attributes without any concern.

There are only three exceptions.

One of them was the owner of this banquet.

She gently covered her lips, smiling without showing her teeth, but her eyes were full of complicated meanings that were constantly straightening out and messing.

The second person, on the other hand, is simply not willing to deal with it.

Sitting alone in the corner of the hall, bored playing with the mobile phone.

In the face of the screams of others, he did not even lift his eyelids.

Even, in the depths of the gaze, there was a certain well-disguised resistance, as well as disgust.

As for this last man, what he showed was naked hostility.

His hands clenched in fists, his eyes were red, and his body trembled unceasingly, as if he and the White Horse King had some deep hatred that did not share the heavens.

However, his side is also deserted and no one patronizes.

The Prince Charming in his memory is naturally the original Jiang Chen.

As for the three people, they are his fiancée Lu Xuemei, the princess Huo Siyun, and the male protagonist of the original book, Xiao Han.

In this memory, Huo Siyun was dissatisfied with a large group of warblers and swallows around him, and he was furious on the spot.

And in order to please the princess, he actually gave the birthday gift that he was going to give to his fiancée to the other party.

Jiang Chen covered his face with both hands, and his expression was embarrassed.

How stupid it must be to punch his fiancée in the face so mercilessly in front of so many people.

What an asshole!

Still a retarded bastard!

As the saying goes, you can not love, but don’t hurt.

It’s not hurt, it’s just a stab.

If this bastard was still alive, Jiang Chen hated not being able to give him a punch, no, ten punches and a hundred punches, to let him know why the flowers were so red.

I was indignant for a while.

Jiang Chen turned and sat back on the sofa, his face a little ugly.

Familiar with the original work, he naturally knew that it was after the above scene.

Lu Xuemei finally realized that the male second Jiang Chen was not her lover.

Or rather, the person you can never reach no matter how hard you try.

To others, she is a burden, a drag, and even a disgrace.

Pain through the heart, pain after the pain.

She decided to take the initiative to let go and end the relationship.

If he remembered correctly, it wouldn’t be long before, maybe tonight, Lu Xuemei would come to him to break the marriage contract.

Then, under the ashes of all thoughts, the male protagonist Xiao Han successfully took advantage of the void.

Jiang Chen was pondering, when suddenly there was a ding-dong doorbell outside.

This time, isn’t it….

Jiang Chen’s heart suddenly burst, and a bad premonition appeared.

He got up gently and walked slowly to the door.

One hand grasped the doorknob, but it could not be pressed.

It’s as if this little handle weighs a thousand pounds.

Because he was afraid that after he opened the door, there would be a scene outside that he did not want, did not dare, and did not know how to deal with.

Inheriting the memory of the original owner, Jiang Chen originally loved the character of Lu Xuemei incomparably.

At this moment, it is more and more inseparable.

Because what is shown in memory is more three-dimensional and richer than fiction.

He was worried.

Outside the door, there was a beautiful sound.

With a certain indifference, but it is extremely painful.

“Jiang Chen, I know you’re at home, but rest assured, I’m not here to pestering you today, and in the future… I won’t be there anymore. ”

Please, keep pestering me!

I didn’t mind the slightest.

The moment the sound sounded, Jiang Chen’s heart was immediately filled with a cry.

However, after wailing, he obediently opened the door.

Stretching out and shrinking the head is a knife, and it is not always so deadlocked.