But Shixiong Doesn't Want To Be A Villain! 🐰 [BL] ✔️

98 - The End of The Book

[ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀɴ MTL ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴇᴅɪᴛs. sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛs ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ɪɴᴄᴏʜᴇʀᴇɴᴛ / ɪɴɴᴀᴄᴜʀᴀᴛᴇ. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅɪsᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ. ]

[ 'ʙᴏᴏᴋ' ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ʙᴀɪ ғᴀɴʟᴜ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. ]

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Chapter 98 - The End of The Book

Bai Fanlu opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed.

He stared at the pure white ceiling above his head for a long time, then slowly got up and looked around in silence.

Undoubtedly, this is his room in the real world. There is a mobile phone by the pillow and a headphone cable.

Turning on the screen and seeing the date, only one day has passed since he was transmigrated into the book, or he slept in bed, day and night, he was not sure what happened during this period.

There were only a few WeChat messages in the phone, and a few missed calls that were obviously harassing calls, and no one looked for him.

Bai Fanlu didn't know how he could feel so peaceful, as if he had just had an extremely long dream. No matter how intense the emotions he had in the dream, when he woke up, the emotions would be flat.

He stepped on his slippers, got out of bed, walked to the bathroom like a wandering soul, turned on the light and saw the person in the mirror.

After looking at it, Bai Fanlu raised his hand and touched his face. It was a transparent liquid that had become cold and stuck to his face.

He turned on the faucet, washed his face with hot water, then went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator. There was nothing to eat.

He returned to the bedroom, took off his pajamas, changed his outfits, and went to the supermarket to buy bread and fresh fruits and vegetables, the same as his usual morning.

In the following days, it seems that nothing has changed. Bai Fanlu still stays at home, occasionally going out.

His profession is audio and video post-production in a studio. Recently, he mainly accepts radio dramas. There is no need to check-in at work. It is enough to hand in things on time. At the same time, he also opened an online shop and occasionally picks up private work.

But even after returning to reality for half a month, the unforgettable feeling still lingers, it always seems that something is missing.

Even so, Bai Fanlu didn't want to touch the novel anymore. He found the planning department and was about to propose that he would no longer serve as the later stage of the play. The play has not been officially matched, and it is not too bad to quit now.

But when he clicked on QQ, the other party sent him a message first.

[ ᴛ/ɴ: Tencent QQ, ᴀʟsᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀs QQ, ɪs ᴀɴ ɪɴsᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴇssᴀɢɪɴɢ sᴏғᴛᴡᴀʀᴇ sᴇʀᴠɪᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇʙ ᴘᴏʀᴛᴀʟ. QQ ᴏғғᴇʀs sᴇʀᴠɪᴄᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴠɪᴅᴇ ᴏɴʟɪɴᴇ sᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ɢᴀᴍᴇs, ᴍᴜsɪᴄ, sʜᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ, ᴍɪᴄʀᴏʙʟᴏɢɢɪɴɢ, ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇs, ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴛ sᴏғᴛᴡᴀʀᴇ. ]

Planning - Jian Ling: [ Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, please help! ]

Bai Xiaolu: [ What's wrong? ]

He had just returned to the past, and the planning team seemed too anxious, so they sent him a voice call directly: