"Just kidding, deliver the courier at half past nine in the evening? No one believes the water meter! ”

The knock on the door was so abrupt and weird that my face changed, and I hurriedly turned the computer sound to mute and waited silently for a while, but there was no movement outside, as if the courier sound was an auditory hallucination.

But I still didn't dare to be careless, and even tiptoed to the security door to confirm the lock, wanting to probe the cat's eye, but hesitated and didn't dare.

Gone? Walking so fast, so unprocrastinating, maybe it's really a courier.

Because of that incident, I, who had always had a big heart, became suspicious......

I breathed a sigh of relief, went back to my computer desk, pondered for a moment, passed the outline of the unequaled reincarnation to my editor, and then picked a movie to watch.

I watched an old movie called "Fight Club" and it was about a fine story, and I chose this because I had a whim to do a whole new experiment.

If I can create a protagonist who breaks the fourth wall, can I create another one to fight the previous one?

This is an idea, burst out of the idea, the so-called two peach kill three soldiers, the triangle relationship is the most stable and the easiest to provoke, rather than with those guys with unknown ability one-on-one competition, it is better to create another one.

Imagine the scene where the two protagonists compete to give me a golden finger......

Well, it's beautiful enough, but you can't think about it too beautiful~~

Of course, they may also spontaneously unite against me, but for now to be honest. Suppose that guy wants to do something to me. I can't stop it at all. The situation can't be worse anyway, so why not be bold and give it a try?

Very good.

Open dry.

With the blueprint for the fight club, a short story is easy to get and the writing is like a spring, and for me, who used to be more than 10,000 words a day, I can get it before twelve o'clock.

The protagonist of this short story was designed by me to be impulsive and irritable, hysterical at the slightest emotion, so that he is not easily convinced, and at the same time likes to listen to flattery. I can't listen to different opinions, so it's easy for me to take advantage of them......

Such a protagonist,Naturally, it's a dark type.,The gold finger you have is also quite weird.,To be honest, I haven't really written about this.,It's quite innovative when I try it for the first time.,The plot is even more whimsical.,Arbitrary.。

Coincidentally, I just finished writing it here, and the editor sent a message there. Saying that my background setting is okay, and the main line in the early stage is not too attractive. Let me use my brain more, and it is best to be innovative in the way I write.

"Now there are too many cookie-cutter cool articles, and readers have long been out of the cold." He said so.

I took the opportunity to hand in the idea I had just made, and the editor was very positive, saying that it was good and that I could expand on it.

"That's right." After chatting a few words, the editor seemed to suddenly remember something, "Yesterday, a particularly funny reader added my QQ, saying that it was recommended for you, and I wanted to give you a lot of recommendations, so that more people would know that there was a buried talent like you, and I amused me, it won't be you who opened a trumpet to sell it to me~~"

I chuckled in my heart, and for no reason I remembered the protagonist of my pen, and said with a stiff expression: "How could it be, I wouldn't recommend it like that~~"

The editor laughed: "I don't think it's like it either, that guy is so thick-skinned, I didn't pay attention to him at first, by the way, he finally said that he likes you and wants to send you a gift." ”

I asked vigilantly, "You gave him the address?" ”

The editor said: "Of course not, we will not reveal the author's privacy, but I remind him to add your readership and communicate with you personally, so you can feel his enthusiasm in person, haha!" ”

I breathed a sigh of relief and habitually said, "Fortunately, fortunately." ”

The editor was a little curious: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay." I sent a sunny smile, I can't tell anyone about this, acquaintances will think I'm joking on purpose, strangers won't believe it at all, and besides, they're all ordinary people, can they compete with the protagonist's superpowers?

After closing the chat window, I finally felt tired and yawned a lot to stretch my limbs as much as I could.

The plots of the stories that had just been written were running around in my head like rats, and I tried my best to drive them out, and my consciousness sank into the darkness of nothingness, like a great black curtain falling, obscuring all light and sound.

I was drowsy and my consciousness blurred......

However, at this moment, a buzzing vibration suddenly sounded, and it dragged me back to my senses.

I rolled over and got up, looked at my phone on the bedside table, and grabbed it in a fit of rage.

It's already past twelve o'clock, who is so immoral!

Blame me for forgetting to switch to airplane mode!

The screen of the mobile phone showed an unfamiliar number, I glanced at it, it was not a domestic number, nine times out of ten it was a liar Tinder cult spread, and immediately refused.

But as soon as the phone hung up, it rang immediately, so fast that there was not even an interval, so weird that it was like being infected with a virus, I stared at it, forcibly suppressed my anger and picked it up, and asked angrily: "Who?" ”

A strange voice came from the phone, sounding like two people mixed together, hoarse and magnetic, with a bit of piercing eardrums: "Hello, who are you?" ”

This question, no matter how good his temper is, he can't stand it: "Call me in the middle of the night and ask me who I am?" Did you make a mistake? Stop fighting! ”

"Wait a minute, don't hang up, don't hang up!" His voice instantly lowered, with some flattery, "I'm looking for Xingbatian, is that you?" ”

I clenched my phone and said slowly, "I am, may I ask ...... you?"

Then, the male voice on the phone instantly became high-pitched and surprised: "Dad! ”

I was dumbfounded.

"Dad, we are your children, don't you recognize our voices?" He muttered excitedly, this habit of calling ourselves suddenly reminded me of the short story I had just written.

The schizophrenic protagonist in it likes to call himself us in the end, and his biggest feature is that two personalities control the body at the same time, and he has an incomparably terrible coordination ability. Able to perform many twisting movements that humans can't.

Right now. "They" were talking to me.

"Daddy!" The man's voice on the phone suddenly became mellow. "We have contacted Godfather, that is, your editor, we want to send you a gift, for this special heart, we have been thinking for a long time, and dozens of materials are wasted, you must be careful when you open it, we tell the courier to be handled with care. If you dare to break my gifts, we will make his whole family into gifts and let him give them out himself......"

The opposite side is saying one sentence after another, and the speed of speech is getting faster and faster.

My back was cold, and combined with the previous plot, the deep meaning of these words was like a drop of cold water on the eaves falling into my neck, slowly flowing down my spine, and cold to the tail vertebrae.

I clutched my phone, and my body began to stiffen with coldness.

"Huh? Why don't you speak? Don't you like the gifts we have prepared for you? ”

"Speak, Daddy!"

"Speak, Daddy!!"

"Speak, Daddy!!"

His voice grew heavier and heavier, as if from far to near, like a hammer smashing hard into my heart. Smash out of the pit.

His voice was distorted, like a broken phone speaker.

I thought I had thrown my phone out in a frenzy. But in fact, I didn't even have the strength to throw the phone, the feeling of fear spread all over my body, the phone slipped out of my hand, and I could only lie on my back on the bed, my eyes open, and I couldn't move.

I seem to have made a mistake.

A fatal mistake.

……

"Are you there?"

"Whatever the means, hurry up and contact me, I have created another protagonist, he is not as sane as you, he is crazy about me now."

"Hurry up and contact me, or give me the superpower I said, I want to protect myself!"

The first protagonist is like disappearing, no matter what kind of contact method, never comes back to me.

In the following days, I lived like a year, I didn't even dare to go to work, I didn't dare to go out half a step in front of my family, for fear that as soon as I opened the security door, a courier would smile and hand me a "gift".

Looking back on this incident, it is like a thriller movie, the most terrifying thing is that I used to be afraid of the protagonist in the movie, and now I am also in this movie, and there is no longer an outsider's happy taste.

But here's the problem, the rumors of the end of the world in 2012 have long passed, and I believe that no one will store much food at home at this time, and my refrigerator is quickly empty, and the instant noodles are also gone.

The supermarket in the community was only 100 meters away, but I didn't dare to go downstairs, I was killing myself.

Finally, after two hungry meals, I couldn't eat anymore and started calling my friend for help, asking him to bring good food and drink to my house.

I don't know if this will work, but if it doesn't work, then there's no way out, so let's open the door......

"I said, what's wrong with you, uncle, to the point where you want me to deliver it to your door?"

"Oops, my stomach hurts so much that I can't walk, and the doctor said that I can't eat those oily things outside, so I have to trouble you, put a hundred hearts, and when this disease is cured, I will ask you to be happy for ten days!"

"Just ten days?"

"That's a whole week!"

"Okay, deal!"

The voice of the iron buddy's complaint sounded so kind and touching at this moment, and I saw him carrying a large bag under the dim sky on the balcony, and the excitement was lifted......

What a fragrant aroma!

This time, when I heard the sound of footsteps going upstairs, I couldn't wait to open the security door and greet out: "Haha, my good brother, come and let my brother have a good pain!" ”

The next moment, however, the joy on my face froze suddenly.

Because what appeared in front of me was a strange posture of going upstairs.

When ordinary people go up the stairs, they are on the left leg and the right leg on the stairs, or they take a few steps and a step with a big step, but he moves his left and right feet together, as if there are two people controlling their bodies at the same time, one left and one right, and they are still holding back their strength to compete for who is faster......

But he wasn't slow to go upstairs at all, and he appeared in front of my eyes in the blink of an eye.

He smiled brightly at me and handed over the bag in his hand: "You see what we have prepared for you, is it fragrant?" ”

My voice trembled unconsciously: "

"Aha, you recognize us!" He twisted his neck and looked at me with a smile, his eyes bulging slightly, the whites of his eyes were much more than usual, his lips slowly turned upwards, revealing a mouthful of bone-white teeth, and said in a voice that seemed to be a mixture of two people: "Daddy, through this shell, we finally see you!" ”

Seeing that I didn't react, he chattered to himself: "That courier is useless, it's all at your door, and it actually left after a few symbolic knocks, Dad, you must not have heard it, so irresponsible, we have already punished him......"

He giggled, like a hiccup, and laughed so hard that his throat let out the slightest sound of inhalation, and his two fat palms were still happily slapping his thighs.

Suddenly, his smile seemed to be suddenly stuck on his face, his face sank suddenly, and his mouth bulged out unhappily: "Dad, we are all tired of standing, why don't you call us into the house?" ”

With that, he reached out and pushed me aside, walked straight into the door, and then closed the security door with his heels.

There was a loud bang, and the light in the room seemed to dim instantly due to the closing of the door, and the cloudy atmosphere permeated the room.

Now, I'm locked in a sealed room with a monster of my own making, surrounded by walls painted with shadows, and I'm less than a meter away from him.

Under the tremendous oppression, I almost lost my ability to adapt, and my eyes subconsciously avoided the familiar and unfamiliar face, and I did not dare to move, like a statue with cold hands and feet.

But he was very familiar with himself, put the bag in his hand on the table, walked around my house with his hands behind his back, and soon walked into the study, looked at the laptop, and his eyes bloomed with an inexplicable look.

"To run, or not to run?"

The door was just closed, not locked, and I stood far away on the edge of the couch, my heart pounding.

It's a dilemma, this distance run can definitely go down, but who am I going to ask for help, and who can I turn to for help?

If he can possess my friend, why can't he possess anyone else?

There is nowhere to run, nowhere to avoid but to deal with it head-on?

But the front anus has no chance of winning, and tearing the skin of the face is even more self-defeating.

I'm not a resigned character, I ruled out the possibilities one by one, and finally my eyes flickered slightly, and I had a plan.

When he calls me Daddy, he acknowledges that I am his creator, so do it......

I was thinking, "Son, do you want to see the cradle of your creation?" Come on, open it, the password is ******. ”

"Really? Can I watch it? His body shook, he walked around excitedly, his mouth opened and closed excitedly, and a cloudy saliva hung from the corner of his mouth, and sat down in the computer chair, concentrating on the operation.

My hand was slowly behind my back, and with a ding-dong click, a dialog popped up...... (To be continued.) )

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