I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Staring at the phone screen, Shan Chengxian couldn't recover for a long time.

'conspiracy...'

Shan Chengxian rubbed his eyes, and then his pupils dilated slightly - "It's all a conspiracy!"

out...

"Shipped!!!"

Shan Chengxian twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a distorted smile.

what...

Shipped.

'I love this game...'

Shan Chengxian thought about it, and finally smiled.

As if in disbelief, he repeatedly confirmed the talent interface of the character panel, and only exhaled after confirming that all the descriptions of the talents to be lit up were all lit up.

'I love this game so much! '

Shan Chengxian repeated in his heart, and finally took a step forward with a smile.

The figure who was watching him from behind followed him and walked towards the shopping street.

crossroads.

Shan Chengxian stopped, looked up at the signal light, and took out his mobile phone again.

——At the same time, the long-dormant shadow finally moved.

It stretched out its hand towards Shan Chengxian and gently... pushed him.

"Dudu!!!-------"

"Eh?"

Shan Chengxian, who was pushed out unexpectedly, was stunned for a moment, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the delivery truck of a convenience store.

Then, there was the intense pain of the wide wheel pressing down on his abdomen, the blood spattering, and... the screams of passersby.

'Fuck... my new daughter's talent is gone. '

——As he was dying, Shan Chengxian thought about it, and even said swear words unbelievably.

He saw that the face of the smoky-grey figure standing at the intersection cracked an upward arc.

It's laughing.

AM09: 40

When Kira Yoshikage returned home with a box of warm milk, Mr. Kira Yoshihiro woke up.

This old gentleman has nothing to do recently. In order not to meet that Fukada Risha who doesn't know whether he is a human or a ghost, the old gentleman canceled his only activity every day - going out to hang out.

Probably the only pastime is gone, and the old gentleman's routine has become especially regular.

"Go out to buy milk?"

Kira Yoshihiro looked at Kira Yoshikage in surprise, and said puzzled: "Isn't there still one in the refrigerator?"

"No, it was given by someone else."

In response, Kira Yoshikage glanced out the window.

Through the branches and leaves crawling along the fence in the yard, Yoshikage Kira could see blond hair flying from behind them, gleaming in the sun.

"other people?"

Kira Yoshihiro was stunned for a moment, and blinked a little puzzled.

Seeing that his son didn't want to say anything further, the old man waved his hand and didn't ask any further - 'It would be great if it was given by a girl', the old man thought in his heart, and felt more and more likely that this was the case.

After all, it seems that his handsome son has indeed made a lot of female friends recently.

Good thing, good thing.

Kira Yoshikage looked at his father's changing expression and shook his head.

——[-]% of them are thinking about something inappropriate.

He went to the kitchen with warm milk, ready to cook breakfast.

And Mr. Yoshihiro Kira?

——It seems that the little old man nearby made a call. The old man was chatting happily, and the laughter spread from the living room to the kitchen.

Kira Yoshikage lowered her eyes to think of what Chiba Yu had just said, and her brows unconsciously creased.

'forgotten? '

Kira Yoshikage doesn't think Chiba Yu is the kind of careless and forgetful person -- Chiba Yu probably doesn't think so either.

It happened to be at Risa Fukada's house...

Is it Fukada Risa?