Panic at midnight, please close your eyes when it's dark, I'm a ghostly madman, please be ready to scream, and start our story "Through Death" today!

Zhang Xiaokai is an Internet horror novel writer, with years of hard work, now he has a little fame, after becoming famous, Zhang Xiaokai is a little fluttering, no longer writing stories with peace of mind, but began to rely on the fame he had won before, and began to promote himself everywhere, obviously just an ordinary writer on the website, but claimed to be a big writer, in order to win more people's attention and support.

This celebrity effect is sometimes really scary, once your celebrity status is recognized in the hearts of the public, it is definitely a very scary thing, although later Xiao Kai's works became less and less, and the content of the story was not as exciting as before, but many people have long regarded him as an idol in their hearts, even if his story is written like a piece of, everyone will take it very seriously, read it carefully, Xiao Kai himself is not ashamed to say, this is his own original writing style.

After becoming famous, Zhang Xiaokai also has many website editors who want to poach him, or talk to him about cooperation, which further fuels his arrogance, feeling that he is a rising literary giant, he will have the crazy attention and support of millions of people if he casually tells a story, no matter who uses his own story, he will definitely make money every day, which website he is on will be the "cash cow" of which website, and if he is without himself, the website will not fart!

However, the facts have also proved that because Xiao Kai is indeed very talented in the creation of horror and supernatural novels, his unique writing style has indeed increased the reading volume of the website, so many websites love and hate him, and want to abandon it, but they are very reluctant.

On this day, Zhang Xiaokai cat was in his own home, after writing the manuscript he promised the website to write, he began to enjoy a boring life, he used to live on manuscript fees, in order to make more money, he was desperately rushing to the manuscript every day, but now he is letting the website wait for his manuscript, and the remuneration is also quite high, there is no need to work as hard as before, so Xiaokai's current life is very leisurely.

Looking at the time, it was only more than seven o'clock in the evening, and Xiao Kai was reluctant to go out after many years of writing manuscripts, especially at night, and would rather stay at home bored to spend his time than go out for a walk, and go to a meeting with friends to chat about something.

Since he was bored, he randomly found the editor in charge of a small website, pretending to be a rookie who didn't know anything about writing, and began to deliberately ridicule others, joking with others, and when it was almost time, he would tell his true identity again, and imagine the surprised expression of the other party when he saw his idol, and he was very proud and satisfied.

Xiao Kai also deliberately found a horror novel website tonight, and now he is definitely one of the top ten leaders in the horror novel industry, so after some small talk and ridicule, Xiao Kai told the other party that he was Zhang Xiaokai, the person who wrote horror novels very well, I thought that the other party would be like those people before, first flattered, and then threw an olive branch to himself, asking if he wanted to go to their website, of course, those tidal waves of awe and sycophants are also indispensable, which makes Xiao Kai very useful。

But this time the editor in charge was an exception, after Xiao Kai told his true identity, he just silently replied: "What's wrong with you being Zhang Xiaokai?"

Xiao Kai felt that the other party might not have thought of who he was, so he sent another message, emphasizing that he was the Zhang Xiaokai who wrote horror novels, and said a few works that he was more proud of and very popular with everyone.

The other party was silent for a long time before sending a message and asking, "Are you really the Zhang Xiaokai who writes horror novels?"

Xiao Kai showed a satisfied smile on his face when he saw this, thinking that the other party finally knew who he was, and then he would definitely have to dig into the corner of the wall, so Xiao Kai replied with four words: "If it is like a fake", he quietly waited for the other party's praise like a tide.

"Are you sick, you have nothing to tease me in the middle of the night, don't you? Zhang Xiaokai has been dead for more than ten years, and his works have long been put in the village toilet as toilet paper, and you are a great writer Zhang Xiaokai, what else is like a fake, I also said that I am Xiaolangqu Youran!" After speaking, the other party stopped sending any messages, and when he waited for Xiaofa to ask for a message, he found that the other party had blocked himself.

The man's last words made Xiao Kai feel frightened, he was obviously alive and well, and he had just uploaded a new draft to a website, how could he become a person who had been dead for more than ten years?

Xiao Kai looked at the chat record between himself and the editor in charge, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt frightened, the chat content was normal, there was no suspicion, but the date scared Xiao Kai so much that the sweat on his forehead was about to come out, and the time when the other party sent the message actually showed that it was 2029, that is, ten years later, today!

Xiao Kai took a look at the story he just uploaded, and found that he couldn't find it anymore, and even that website no longer exists, are you really dead, and the time now is not 2019, but 2029 more than ten years later?

Xiao Kai looked around, that is, his home in 2019, all the arrangements have changed, no longer so familiar, but become very strange, the room seems to have become much more spacious, and the things inside have become very high-end, some of which Xiao Kai can't understand what it is for, it seems that the changes in science and technology in the past ten years are even greater.

Xiao Kai got up from his seat, found an angry curse coming from a room, walked in and saw that it was a young man in his twenties, typing on the computer, he was writing a ghost story, but only wrote a short paragraph, and the following content couldn't be thought of.

Taking advantage of the young man's thinking, Xiao Kai took a closer look at the website, but he didn't expect that ten years later, this website still exists, and it seems to have grown a lot, which makes him very pleased, which shows that this industry will never decline, but will become more and more prosperous, and there will be more people in the future who like to see and read stories.

"Little brother is just a story that can't be written, why are you acting so painfully?"

"You don't know, I'm just a person who lives on manuscript fees, if I can't write a story, I'm going to drink the northwest wind this month!"

"But there are so many ways to make money, so why do you have to choose this one?"

"Because I love to write stories."

"So why are you in such pain that you are doing what you love to do right now?"

"I think my original intention of writing has changed!" said the young man after thinking for a long time.

The mobile phone rang, waking up the sleeping Xiao Kai, Xiao Kai picked up the phone, it was the editor in charge of the website who called him, saying that he admired Xiao Kai's story very much, and could let Xiao Kai develop his own website, Xiao Kai was just about to refuse, and suddenly remembered that he had just experienced a dream, and he was still an ordinary writer who was not famous.

Xiao Kai hung up the other party's phone with great gratitude, feeling that his future has new hope, as long as he writes every story of his own heart, he will never die, the next ten years, twenty, fifty years, one hundred years, his story will already be noticed and accepted by everyone, even if it is thrown into the toilet, it will be picked up!