"It's no joke."

The sound of wind chimes echoed in Yi Cheng's brain.

As her voice rang out, a picture appeared in his brain—

A young girl in a white sweater and a white yarmulka hat stood on the rooftop, the lights flashing at her feet.

Just one more step forward and you'll be shattered.

A gust of wind blew and lifted her bowler hat, revealing long black hair fluttering in the wind.

The yarkes fluttered like a feather, streak across the city, fluttering between the buildings, and then falling to the ground with a thud.

Fortunately, there was no one down there, otherwise it would have been a falling object accident.

Yi Cheng was frightened.

"Okay, that's it, the rest is up to you." The wind chimes chuckled and left like the wind.

Yi Cheng took a deep breath and sorted out the current situation in his brain.

He heard the girl's voice in his head just now, and then she said don't go any further.

So the picture shown by the wind chimes just now is the current situation of the girl.

Is that so?

But—

What does it have to do with him?

"I don't know if it has anything to do with you......"

The girl's voice rang out again.

Sounds a little anxious.

"But, since just now, my body can't move......"

"Can't move?" Yi Cheng asked suspiciously.

"Yes, to be precise, not under your control." The girl said.

"What...... Meaning? Yi Cheng guessed partially.

"It's just that I can't control it suddenly, I obviously didn't want to move forward, but she herself took a step forward."

There was a cry in the girl's voice.

Anyone who encounters a situation where their body is out of control will cry out in a hurry, right?

Not to mention the fact that it is such a dangerous situation now.

As long as you take one empty step, you will fall.

"So......" Yi Cheng hesitated, swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

"Is your body in my hands now?"

"emmm......" The girl paused for two seconds and said with tears in her voice, "I don't want to admit it, but it seems that this is indeed the case. ”

Belch......

It's a really sad thing.

Yi Cheng frowned uncomfortably.

With the goddess gone, the sense of image in his brain disappeared.

It is not at all clear what happened to the girl.

How wide is the handrail on the rooftop, and how much distance is there in front of it to fall-

Completely unknowing.

"You can try it......" the girl suggested.

"Huh?"

"You raise your right hand."

Yi Cheng raised his right hand.

A girl's exclamation came from my head.

"Ah, no, the left hand."

Yi Cheng changed his hand again.

"Okay, don't move, don't move." The girl shouted anxiously.

Now Yi Cheng raised both hands and laid them flat on either side of his body.

Looks like a tightrope walker in his own bathroom.

"Hoo ......"

The girl gasped in her heart.

"I almost fell off just now." The girl laughed, "It seems that it should be true, you can control my body." ”

"Uh......" Yicheng said, don't say it so calmly, okay?

If he falls, he is equivalent to a murderer.

"So, if you're so afraid of death, why are you on the rooftop so late?"

Yi Cheng didn't believe she had accidentally climbed up.

Or was it kidnapped on the rooftop?

So how could she possibly walk a tightrope on it?

"I'm just ......"

The thin voice said with some embarrassment, "I just want to experience what it's like to be suicidal." ”

Belch......

Yi Cheng took two deep breaths.

It's too late to fight the demon spirits now.

And he had no idea where the girl was now.

It's not sure if it's a city with him.

"What's so hard to think about?" Yi Cheng asked.

"I didn't ...... I'm just a writer who's been complained about by readers about sending blades. The girl said in embarrassment.

"Writers are driven to such an extent that they commit suicide?"

Yi Cheng thought to himself, so how many times did his aunt have to die.

As far as that guy is out of context, and like salted fish, he has to break off and travel every once in a while?

Seriously, if the reader had known where she lived, the house would have been full of blades for a long time.

I don't know if he can still make a fortune by selling blades.

"No, it's not." The girl shook her head inwardly, "I'm just writing a supernatural book, and it happens to have this part of the plot, so I'll ......"

"Ah...... It turned out to be an experiential writer. ”

Yi Cheng knows that this kind of writer, just like writing "The Count of Monte Cristo", has done a lot of research, and has indeed gone to Monte Cristo Island and experienced prison life.

Big ** wrote in the book "The Count of Monte Cristo" -

[There is neither happiness nor pain in the world; Only those who have experienced misfortune can experience the greatest happiness. We must experience the pain of death in order to experience the joy of life. 】

Then if you write about the plot in the future......

Yi Cheng couldn't imagine it.

"What is meat......?" the girl asked timidly.

"It's okay, don't think about it so much."

Yi Cheng shook his head.

"Ah, please don't do anything superfluous." The teenage writer shouted in panic.

Yi Cheng stopped shaking his head.

His face turned to the right.

The girl's head also turned to the right.

To the right is the endless void, and the lights on the top floor of the mall opposite.

The large external screen of the city cinema is showing movie trailers -

Canton Fortress

Lu Han is so good-looking.

The girl was only crazy for a second, and she was scared half to death by the current situation.

"Let's turn our faces straight ahead, and be sure to slow down."

"Okay, okay."

Yi Cheng adjusts his movements.

The girl sighed inwardly.

"So now how am I going to help you get down from above?" Yi Cheng continued to ask.

"Left, turn left." The girl's heart was raised in her throat, and she was about to cry.

Okay, okay.

Yi Cheng lifted his feet.

"Be sure to slow down, don't shake around, and, ah, wait a minute!"

Yi Cheng's right foot was supported on one foot, and his body turned 90 degrees.

"Slow down, slow down, shake a little bit."

The girl's life hangs by a thread.

Yi Cheng's breathing also stopped.

He slowly lowered his left foot to the level of his right foot as the girl commanded.

"Are you alright?"

After 3 seconds, no one answered.

No way?!

Yi Cheng was scared half to death.

Fell?!

"No, it's okay......" the girl's voice passed.

"Scared, scared me to death you."

"Me too......" The girl cried visibly.

Her tears flowed fast.

Now, she stood horizontally on the rooftop, facing the direction of the rooftop floor.

Behind it is an endless void.

She didn't dare to think about the rest of the story.

"Then, then, you just have to take a step forward."

"Is that so?"

Yicheng took a step forward.

"Ahh

The girl let out a scream.

"What, what's wrong?!"

"Hiss......"

The girl smiled and said, "I fell." ”

"Huh?!"