Xiao Yuxue lay in front of the notched dilapidated porcelain jar, holding a scoop in her right hand, stretching her body as much as possible so that she could touch the rice at the bottom of the jar.

White rice is piled up into a fist-sized mountain.

Her pale, skinny little hands trembled as she propped up the cold surface of the tank to prevent herself from falling into the tank, and "oops" used the scoop as much as she could.

The arm swung up and touched.

She breathed a sigh of relief, propped herself up, and looked at the half-scooped rice, her good-looking brow furrowed.

I can only cook porridge, it's okay, drink more rice juice and you'll be full.

Eyes on the tank again, only tomorrow morning's meal remained...

But...

However, she couldn't complain to her brother, and she couldn't go and tell him that "there is no rice at home".

Because my brother had fallen asleep on the table.

The light rain in October, I don't know when it fell, from the dilapidated roof, drop by drop, became a small bead curtain.

Xiao Yuxue hurriedly let go of the rice, stepped out of her calves, ran to open an oil-paper flower umbrella, and half-buckled to block the rain for her brother.

I glanced sideways at the last line of the laptop that had just been typed.

He smiled, picked carefully, and suddenly his figure flickered, disappearing into some bubble. ”

The malnourished Xiao Yuxue breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time was a little curious, who is this "he"?

But her brother never let her touch the old notebook.

Never!

Not once.

And this morning, I just said to myself with red eyes, "The manuscript fee is about to be paid."

With the manuscript fee, you will have rice, and maybe you will buy yourself beautiful flower clips and luxury potato chips for yourself.

Xiao Yuxue felt that just thinking about it like this made her very happy.

People are such strange creatures.

Some people have wealth that rivals the country, but they still have the luxury of more.

Some people, as long as they have a little bit of hope, can live with a smile, no matter how long it takes.

She skillfully put on her greasy coat and ran to the gas stove.

If the gas stove is broken, you need to use a lighter to help it burn.

Like a startled rabbit, she "snapped" and lit it, then let go of her hand again, watched the circle of turquoise fire rise, and then carefully, with her little pale hands, took the pot and put it on the gas stove.

"Put more water, put more... Then you can drink more rice soup. ”

Xiao Yuxue smiled sweetly.

It takes at least half an hour to cook a pot of porridge.

The little girl was naturally active and naughty, which made her pacing back and forth in this dilapidated house of only more than 20 square meters.

It takes four and a half steps from the stove to the door, three steps from the gate to my brother's small table, and two steps from the small table to the bunk bed.

Xiaoyuxue began a boring game of jumping grids and measuring distances.

However, my brother kept falling asleep, as if he was too tired.

Her heart jumped, her eyes gurgling, she tiptoed like a thief, leaned over, and saw a piece of paper pressed under her brother's prostrated arm.

Most of the paper was exposed, and a small figure was drawn on it.

The villain has an indifferent face, a pair of pupils with countless bright spots, long hair like a snake, the belly is more like a hidden world, but the shadow is terrifying, even in Xiao Yuxue's imagination, the most terrifying monster is not as good as half of it.

There is also a passage next to the villain, and in the big circle circled by the pen, an arrow is compared, pointing to the villain.

Xiao Yuxue looked curiously.

The small circle reads: My name is Xia Guang, I am a person who crawled out of the abyss without a cause, and I have spent countless cosmic epochs, I am so bored, I originally had many monster friends, but since the monster friends found out, not only can they not beat me, but they will be eaten by me if they lose.

They all started hiding with me, and no one was playing with me wherever I went.

Even mortals will see my horror at a glance and avoid me one by one.

I can't go to the reincarnation platform, the six reincarnations will be stuck by me, and then collapse.

So boring.

Until one time, in a chance attempt, I actually sealed myself, but after a long time, I woke up again.

Thankfully, the aura that made everything dissipate in me was gone.

I want to live the life of ordinary people and experience their joys and sorrows.

Fortunately, I found the fate of all parallel universes when I was sealed through Zhihai.

Although I can no longer seal myself, I can at least be an ordinary person and go to other worlds to experience my own destiny.

Although each world has its own protagonist, here I am, so... Everything will change.

I will try to be an ordinary person, a simple person who can bring joy to the reader.

Xiao Yuxue blinked, and seemed to be a little unintelligible.

But this existence called Xia Guang should be the "him" in my brother's computer, right?

When I was thinking about it.

Suddenly, she sensed some kind of terror.

It was as if he blinked at the little man on the white paper.

Xiao Yuxue stared fiercely, swallowed her saliva, her hands and feet were cold, and the little man seemed to see the world here, and showed a puzzled look.

"Shear !!"

Xiao Yuxue couldn't suppress the horror anymore and screamed.

The man lying on the table suddenly woke up, saw the little man on the paper, and didn't think about it, so he hurriedly pulled over the paper with a "whoosh" and pressed it firmly against the computer screen.

Then he gasped for air.

The brother and sister looked at each other, although they didn't understand what was happening, but they were the ones who survived the catastrophe.

The white paper fell slowly, and the little man named Xia Guang on it was gone.

On paper, blank!!

"Brother..."The malnourished Xiao Yuxue, her eyes were hazy with tears, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have looked at your things..."

The man smiled, touched her hair, swept away the leaky house, the old bed, and the pitiful stove, and said gently, "It's my brother who should tell you I'm sorry." ”

He leisurely looked at the hole above his head, and the light rain in October was dripping...

"I hope readers will continue to support me, after all, this is the Demon King Actor. ”

A long sigh.

"Brother, it will be. ”

Xiao Yuxue clenched her fists.

The picture freezes, like a small yellowed painting.