I made myself the protagonist

After bidding farewell to his other companions, Ling Yun wandered the streets alone, randomly found a breakfast shop, and dived in. Mixing the tofu noodles in front of him listlessly, Ling Yun became increasingly sad and sighed repeatedly.

It seems that due to time travel, all the information about the character he played has been erased, and in fact he no longer exists. Although he looks like a stranger, the name on the identity document has become Ling Yun himself.

But this is okay, in case Huang Mao still has family and friends, if he is not careful, it is easy to leak the truth. Now that he has become a character in the book, Ling Yun completely accepts his fate and plans to find a place for himself to stay first.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and checked: he still had 78 points left in his hand. Considering that he would need to exchange items later, Ling Yun took out 3 points to exchange for cash, and made other plans for the remaining 75 points.

As the text message alert rang, three hundred thousand cash appeared in his mobile phone software.

In the setting of the novel, Beixin City is a first-tier city, and housing prices are naturally frighteningly high. Ling Yun does not want to waste too many points, and the procedures for buying a house are cumbersome and complicated, so renting is the most cost-effective option.

While Ling Yun was having breakfast, he searched for rental information on the Internet. Soon, he found a house with a suitable price. According to the contact information above, Ling Yun got in touch with the agent. Taking advantage of the time, he finished eating

After breakfast, he took time to go to the barber shop.

"This handsome guy, do you want to cut your hair or dye it? Looking at your hair color, you must want to have a high-profile look, right? Don't worry, my technology can definitely meet your needs."

"Handsome guy, we have an event at our house now. If you buy one thousand, you will get five hundred, and we can also design your style for free. How about..."

Unable to help but interrupt Teacher Tony's endless talk about Amway, Ling Yun looked at the mirror with a blank expression and said: "Don't give me those fancy things, dye them black, cut them short, and don't apply for cards. From now on, who will talk?"

Who is stupid?"

"..." Seeing the untouchable look of the other party, Teacher Tony swallowed and neatly tied Ling Yun's bib.

After leaving the barber shop and going to the mall to buy a T-shirt and jeans, Ling Yun quickly changed out of the exaggerated leather tights.

Although the tattoo on his neck cannot be washed off, after dyeing his hair black and changing his clothes, he finally became less arrogant. Looking at his new look through the glass window, Ling Yun nodded with satisfaction.

Afterwards, he took a taxi to the place where he agreed to view the house.

What Ling Yun is interested in is an old house. The straight-line distance between it and the base is only five kilometers, which is convenient for "commuting". The location is suitable and the rent is extremely cheap.

The house is not large, about seventy square meters. Under the guidance of the agent, he walked around the house. Although the building has a long history, the house is surprisingly clean and spacious, and all the furniture left by the landlord is complete. Ling Yun

I was very satisfied with this, so I took out my ID card on the spot and agreed to pay the deposit.

The house is fully equipped and you can just pack your bags and move in. After sending the agent away, Ling Yun closed the door and lay on the sofa, staring at the ceiling. In this way, he finally has a home in Beixin City.

.What kind of challenges are waiting for you in the coming days?

After working hard all day, at night, Ling Yun lay alone on the bed, looking out the window at the dark sky, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He took out his mobile phone and stared at the lit screen for a long time. After clicking on Shen Tinglan's profile picture, he solemnly typed: Are you free tomorrow? I have something I want to tell you in person.

The situation in the previous mission was severe, so Ling Yun chose to remain silent, planning to wait until he returned to find a suitable opportunity before telling Shen Tinglan his secret.

He didn't want to hide it from Shen Tinglan, and the problems he would encounter in the future could not be solved by himself.

After the message was sent, Shen Tinglan responded quickly. After the two agreed on a meeting place, Ling Yun put down his cell phone, turned off the lights and planned to rest.

But when I think about tomorrow's meeting, how should I word it? How will Shen Tinglan react after knowing his identity? Will he believe his words?

After accepting the truth, will you resent yourself...

Ling Yun felt his head was buzzing and hurting. That night, he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, but sleepiness came to my heart, and Ling Yun closed his eyes.

Night was approaching, and the streets in the city center were blocked by water. The clouds under the sunset in the distance were extremely strong, and the setting sun was like blood, washing the entire street into a bright red color.

"boom--"

The hot airwaves caused by the explosion overturned several cars on the road, and screams exploded among the crowd. Along with the earth-shattering noise, the billowing smoke instantly swept across the entire street like an overwhelming sandstorm.

The sound of violent explosions was heard endlessly, and glass fragments flew out in all directions like bullets, attacking the fleeing pedestrians mercilessly.

A dying young man wearing a helmet was lying on the side of the street.

His body continued to twitch, and the shocking blood underneath his body gradually gathered into a mass.

In the explosion just now, the huge air wave pushed him and his motorcycle ten meters away from the accident point. At this time, he was covering the bleeding wound on his abdomen. Under the helmet, there were still eyes in his amber pupils. Reflecting the accident in the center of the road not far away.

Huh...huh...huh...

The mist exhaled from his heavy breathing gradually covered the windshield in front of the helmet, and the vision in front of him became increasingly blurry, just like the life that was about to disappear.

The severe pain made Ling Yun's breathing become more and more rapid. The lack of oxygen caused by the ruptured spleen and excessive blood loss caused him to gradually lose consciousness, and he was unable to think about what was going on.

Although there were raging fires burning around him, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the boundless coldness penetrated his body and even his bones as hard as he could.

Every time he moved, his body seemed to be torn apart. Such torture made Ling Yun feel that every minute and every second was extremely long.

The cries, shouts, sirens, and all the noisy sounds not far away became more and more unreal. Ling Yun tried hard to open his eyes, trying to stay awake for the last time. But he had no choice but to find that his injuries were too serious.

Soon, his clear pupils became more and more dilated. Ling Yun's eyes widened and he opened his mouth weakly. His heart completely stopped beating at this moment.

…

"call--"

Ling Yun sat up suddenly, breathing in the air greedily. When he raised his head, he found that the sun had shined into the house through the glass, and it was dawn.

The scene I just dreamed about was exactly what I experienced when I first traveled to this body.

Even though he was in danger many times during his mission to survive, when death really came to him, Ling Yun still couldn't overcome the fear from his heart.

Standing in front of the mirror, looking at the dark circles under his eyes, Ling Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly and scratch his head.

Although he wanted to return to the real world, his previous death experience made Ling Yun never want to experience it again.

Since you don’t want to die, you must live well. Only when you live can you hope to change the future.

I had been struggling all night yesterday, thinking about how to tell Shen Tinglan the truth in the most tactful way; and how to deal with what was going to happen next after the other party knew the truth.

"After all, we all share the same sorrow, and Shen Tinglan is a reasonable person, so he probably won't turn against me on the spot and want to kill me... Forget it, at worst, let him punch a few times to vent his anger."

Ling Yun comforted himself, washed his face with cold water, forced himself to cheer up, and went out with his cell phone.