The boy's voice had faded, and there was silence in the channel.

The vast majority of the audience feels that they need to digest and digest it first, and then evaluate it after sorting out the logical order.

Emotion, story, logic, interlacing complexity.

Countless coincidences make up the tragedy of the protagonist, and it is also another coincidence that brings salvation.

Youlan: I was abused so badly, I didn't expect it to end well?

Green Tangerine: Of course it's a good ending, why doesn't such an affectionate protagonist have a good ending

No regrets, no regrets: It took a long time to figure out what he said, for this contradictory protagonist, really...... I can't find the words to rate

Sad Light: I hate this protagonist a little, so the split-second decision that the protagonist killed his girlfriend, and because of that momentary escape, he fell into reincarnation. I admit his love, but in fact, the protagonist is quite weak, and in the end he was able to escape reincarnation, not because of enlightenment but because of accidental changes in the outside world. But this is the life expounded by the anchor, one thought of heaven, one thought of hell, only oneself bears the consequences, and escape is never the way

Lixing: I feel that the theme of this suspense novel is love, and this kind of cold love is more pure than the little words. Love does not mean warmth, but rather the company of death and pain. Maybe the protagonist has the guilt of killing his girlfriend, but his love is undeniable, if he didn't love, he wouldn't be so painful, and he wouldn't be the protagonist

……

The story of the great god has always been so complicated, the whole story is full of holes, and at the end it is a big reversal, there are so many things worth thinking about.

On the ending, the barrage comments were lively and discussed.

The young man in the camera is quite lazily leaning back in his chair, rubbing his forehead with half-squinted eyes.

Soon it was going to be downgraded, and he himself was still immersed in the depression of the story, and he couldn't muster up the strength to ask for gifts and tickets, so he changed to soothing music and casually read out the conclusion.

"The off-script live broadcast room of this file is coming to an end, and today's suspense novel has been read here, thank you for your support. ”

If Xiaobai is satisfied, you can click on the attention in the upper right corner, or vote for Xiaobai. He waved and smiled at the camera, "Tomorrow at the same time from seven to eight o'clock in the live broadcast room, Xiaobai is waiting for everyone here, you must come when you are free......"

Click, the screen goes black.

Su Bai took a sip of the water cup, his expression was tired and comfortable.

In this broadcast, he gave himself a score of 90.

The story looks simple, and the protagonist's emotional restraint is good as long as it is read coldly.

But underneath this superficial calm, lies the madness and collapse of the protagonist. It is difficult to maintain the balance between keeping the tone in the self-reported calmness and presenting the psychological activities of the protagonist.

In the broadcast, he used a calm and even flat tone, and when he read that the protagonist's emotions were out of control, he also suppressed his tone. In this kind of contemplative and terrifying novel, such an intonation is more oppressive than the eerie and mysterious tone of ordinary horror broadcasting.

Su Bai himself is also immersed in the story, feeling his pain, sadness, repentance and redemption as the protagonist's emotions go.

As for the effect of broadcasting and reading:

"Little one, how do you feel?" asked Su Bai as usual, and when she looked up, she was no longer in her seat.

Looking around, I saw this small meat ball on the carpet next to the wardrobe. Xiao Budian was huddled behind a few pillows, and a few pillows and the wardrobe behind her formed a small circle, enclosing her in it.

"Brother Su Bai. Xiao Budian clutched the pillow he had collected from the room, tilted his head, and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Well, I'm done. ”

"Brother Su Bai. Xiao Budian shouted again.

"I'm here. ”

"Brother Su Bai. Xiao Budian spoke again.

Su Bai saw that Xiao Budian looked like he had been sealed, and walked over with a smile on his cheeks: "What's the matter, Xiao Budian, it's time to go home after reading." ”

He walked to the front of him, and stood up with his head bowed and a pillow in his arms.

Her face was a little pale, and the little hand holding the pillow was obviously exerting force, pressing a small paw into the pit on the pillow.

"What's wrong with you, little one?"

Su Bai couldn't help but look abrupt when he saw that her face was wrong.

He looked up and touched Xiao Bu's head, making sure that she didn't have a fever, and looked up and down Xiao Budian's body to see that there was nothing wrong.

He guessed as she moved, "Are you sick to your stomach?"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh...... "Little Nodding mmmmmmm

stumbled answered, lowered his head, didn't dare to look at each other, eighty percent didn't tell the truth.

Su Bai couldn't help but scratch his head.

With such a pale face and sweaty forehead, it should be unwell.

But if you're not feeling well, why are you staring at yourself so nervous?

Isn't it just sick, what's not to say?

Wait, wait-

Little is a girl.

Eleven-year-old little girl.

At the age of eleven, it seems to be about the same.

Su Bai suddenly realized.

Menstrual cramps, I thought it was a big deal.

Children have thin skin, fortunately, it's not a big deal, brown sugar ginger hot water bottle, don't eat cold, don't eat spicy, it's a big deal, painkiller tablets, proper.

Of course, such a minor illness cannot be delayed.

Su Bai quickly packed up the broadcast equipment and planned to send Xiao Budian home, but Xiao Budian replied that his father was coming to pick him up tonight.

Su Bai was very cooperative to go back to the house and get dressed, and when he came out, Xiao Budian said that his father had arrived.

Huh? So fast?

It took a total of five or six minutes to get dressed, and it was coming soon, so I had been squatting and waiting.

This obsession, tsk.

Of course, I'm not vain.

After getting dressed, Su Bai went out with Xiao Budian turning off the lights, walked out of the door of the community, and saw the people waiting at a glance.

In front of him was a silver-gray civilian car, and there was a middle-aged man with glasses standing next to the car, with a coffee-colored jacket and black trousers. In his left and right hands, he was carrying several gift boxes, one of which was an expensive tablet.

Huh? This is what it looks like......

said that he would send the little one back after the broadcast, and the specific end time is unknown. Ahn Yoon-ho is squatting here and waiting, preferring to wait a long time to give himself a gift.

It's only eight o'clock, and it's not too late, so you should say hello before you express your gratitude. An Yunhe directly took out the big bags and small bags of gifts, whether they sank or not, they just carried them there and waited.

This body is also a minor, and he skipped his parents and stuffed such a valuable gift directly, which can't be said to be unfriendly, but it's really a little strange.

All kinds of weirdness are connected, which is actually expressing the subconscious subtext and attitude:

You can't owe it, hurry up and end the gift.

Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, grab the gift and go home quickly.

The gift-giving process lacks the gift price to make up for it, and the parents will not contact us if they can contact us.

Walk you, far away!

Su Bai laughed faintly in the dark night.

"As a father, you want to deny me and run away from me?"

"Interesting—let's give it a try. ”

His gaze lit up in the darkness and regained its gentleness, and he raised his right hand and walked briskly.