What should I do if I was forced into marriage by the sick and charming young lady?

"I'll call my family."

Gao Sijin took out the Huawei mobile phone he had obtained from Qu Xiqian before, and now it was about nine o'clock in the evening, and his aunt usually went to bed at eight o'clock in the evening, so Gao Sijin planned to call his cousin first, but pressed Turn on the key, but it won't open anyway.

"what happened?"

"The phone seems to be flooded and cannot be turned on."

When I escaped today, I was drenched in the rain. When I took the speedboat, the sea water splashed Gao Sijin all over. Thinking about it carefully, it is normal that the phone cannot be turned on.

"Can you lend me your phone?"

"I'll consider borrowing you when I arrive at the hotel in Ocean City, but there are conditions." Yu Qingxue put her arms around Gao Sijin's shoulders, with a smirk on her face, "Have you thought about it?"

"Okay, it's up to you no matter what, Qingxue, do you know how my family is doing?"

"Don't worry, after you were abducted to Tokyo, I have been sending money to your family on time every month. Your family doesn't have to worry about money at all. Even if you can't return to China for the rest of your life, you don't have to worry about their future. Half my life."

According to Gao Sijin's understanding of Yu Qingxue, she would not lie about such things.

"Thank you..."

"Isn't it all so that you can enter the cage I prepared for you with peace of mind?" Yu Qingxue said in Russian.

"What do you mean?" Gao Sijin was still at a loss for Russian.

"I mean you don't have to be polite with me, my good husband, welcome home."

"I'm not a Slav, what kind of home is this?"

"I mean, my arms are your forever home."

Volume [-]#Chapter [-] Temporary Shelter

On a day in August, at night in Ocean City, Sakhalin State, the lowest temperature was only about three degrees, which was much colder than Hokkaido. However, Yu Qingxue seemed to have prepared for Gao Sijin, and prepared a bearskin cotton coat for Gao Sijin. On Gao Sijin's shoulders.

Looking back at Yu Qingxue, she actually showed a trace of warmth like a virtuous wife, not like Yu Qingxue who was understanding.

"What are you doing?"

Normally, she should always have a smirk, either teasing Gao Sijin, or on the way to tease Gao Sijin.

"Wear more, husband, it's cold at night."

"You also have a gentle side."

"Although I'm not officially married yet, I'm already your wife." Yu Qingxue put her hands on her hips, her chest proudly puffed out.

After putting on the overcoat, it did play a faint role in keeping warm. Above the night sky, a round of bright moon hung high. No matter where they were or how far away they were, they were all in the same world.

The person closest to Gao Sijin is Yu Qingxue.

Wandering in a foreign land, the journey home is long.

"From now on, no one will rob me. I have to be the No. 1 in your heart."

"You are already No. 1. Although you pretended to be Tang Lu to tease me and made me very angry, but if you really died, I would never be able to laugh." Gao Sijin gently squeezed Yu Qingxue's hand, "By the way, when you rescued me from the basement, you said your birthday was August 8th. Is that your real birthday?"

Yu Qingxue nodded shyly.

"From now on, every August 8th in your life, I will celebrate your birthday for you."

Yu Qingxue put her arms around Gao Sijin's neck and kissed it.

As the night fell, the fishing boat finally arrived in Ocean City. It used to be called Baiyuan, but after the end of World War II, it was ceded to country R. This is not a city. The asphalt road is full of bumps, and few buildings with more than 7 floors can be seen. , Most of them are double-layer matchbox-style Soviet-era buildings.

After disembarking, the old captain handed the local sheriff three cigarettes, shook hands, and took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.

After reaping the benefits, the magistrate did not make it difficult for Gao Sijin and others, and let Gao Sijin walk into the city, and bid farewell to these R nationals.

It is ten o'clock at night.

But for such a small city with only over 2000 people, almost every household turned off the lights and went to bed early, the streets were empty, and there was no nightlife at all.

The local area is not a tourist city, and the degree of development is very low, but it is not without advantages. The outskirts of the city are full of unspoiled natural landscapes, with lush trees and tall mountains. If you go deeper, you should see brown bears. As a writer, Not too bad.

"Teacher Sijin, let's find a place to live first." Eiko Katakura sneezed.

"Qingxue, where do we live tonight?"

"Call me wife."

"Where do you live, wife?"

"Just go with me."

With seven turns and eight turns, following the navigation, he soon came to a small single-family building.

There are rusty iron signs on the building. Yu Qingxue said that this is the best hotel in the area, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like a motel.

Walking into the hotel in Ocean City, there are two maids standing at the front desk. One of them has purple hair, the other has a high ponytail, and the wine red pupils are slightly narrowed.

"welcome."

After meeting the black-haired and red-eyed maid face to face, Gao Sijin's heart trembled, and she wanted to rush out the door, but just as she was about to escape, Yu Qingxue grabbed her wrist.

"Calm down, she's not Yuexue Rixu."

"Not Yue Xueli Xu?"

"You should be familiar with my name." The black-haired maid standing at the front desk lightly twisted the corner of her skirt and bowed gracefully.

"You are……"

"Nao Kuroki, right?" Eiko Katakura replied immediately, "I am your artist. When I first drew you, I referred to Miss Tsukiyuki Rio's image and temperament."

"Nao?"

"Yes, Mirière, I'm Nao Kuroki."

The door of the hotel was closed. In the next second, Gao Sijin found himself in a beautiful spring castle. The name of the maid with rabbit ears was Katie, the name of the elf maid was Adele, and the maid with cat ears Her name is On, and the maid's name of the Ice Elves is Emilia.

They looked at Gao Sijin with different eyes.

"I didn't expect Mr. Mirière's original appearance to be an uncle with a mustache." Kuroki Nao said, wrapping his arms around his chest, "I hated you, but at the same time I am also grateful to you, thank you for not giving up on this world. The story with the master made the master finally accept me who had made many mistakes."

Gao Sijin looked at the jaw-droppingly luxurious furniture in disbelief, Yu Qingxue held Gao Sijin's arm and smiled faintly.

After a long time seemed to recover, Gao Sijin said:

"I didn't do anything. I was just a recorder of the story. I tried to manipulate you, but I couldn't. The happy ending is the result of your own efforts."

The world of novels...

Maybe it was a dream, but even if it was a dream, it should be a sweet dream.

"What about him?"

"Going on a trip with Grantis."

"Actually, I want to meet him the most."

"Let's rest, our creators, out of gratitude to you, you will stay here for a while to avoid the limelight. In return, I hope you can occasionally write about the daily life of my master and my love."

"Okay, I will repay this kindness."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Nao Kuroki turned around and left. As her creator, Gao Sijin naturally knew that Nao Kuroki did not want to have unnecessary communication with any opposite sex except the one she loved. Being able to talk to herself was already It is a great gift.

"Oh, by the way, before I leave, I want to give Yu Qingxue a piece of advice." Just as he was about to leave the living room, Kuroki Nao suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"What advice?"

"At any time, you must be careful of silver-haired women, none of them are good things."

"I got it."

After Kuroki Nao left, the maids who had been looking at Gao Sijin from the corner of their eyes just now quickly surrounded her.

"Say, why do you make Master suffer so much?"

"For the sake of the flow of the novel, you always let the master be bullied, you bastard!"

"If you refuse to give us a satisfactory answer, we don't mind making you suffer. As our creator, you should be very clear that we are proficient in torture techniques, right?"

The maids chirped, fighting for the people they liked.

In the story of "In the Name of the Maid", the hero has been under house arrest for a long time and lost his freedom. Compared with Gao Sijin being imprisoned by Yuexue Lixu, it is even worse.

"I said, I don't have any ability to manipulate you, all I can do is observe you, I'm not a creator, just a recorder."

The appearance of the maids is also very similar to the beautiful girls in Gao Sijin's subconscious, as if they have seen it somewhere before, but they can't remember it for a while, but each of them is the epitome of Gao Sijin's life .

……

……

At the same time, a large number of maids under Yue Xueli's command came to Ocean City as tourists, and searched all the hotels and houses in the area, but to no avail.

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(It was already ten o'clock in the evening when I took the high-speed train back to my hometown today, so I had a rest early, and I woke up in the morning to make up for the updates I owed, and the [-]th guarantees that there will be a burst of updates!)

Volume [-]#Chapter [-] was cured by Lan

Ten o'clock at night in Ocean City, Sakhalin.

In the motel-like building that the maids under Tsukiyuki Rio walked into, there was a plump Eastern European lady at the front desk, and on the oil-stained wooden table was a bottle of spirits that smelled like car oil.

"No, this is not a tourist city. The number of foreign tourists who have come to this island for decades can be counted with one hand."

The maid named Irina frowned. Gao Sijin and others escaped by boat from Cape Nasab in Nemuro City. According to the map, it is very likely that they escaped to this island. In addition, there are several islands.

"Okay, thank you."

The proprietress of the hotel didn't seem to be lying. Irina left behind a maid who was proficient in Russian, then flew a helicopter and left Ocean City with the other seven maids. She clenched her fists slightly. Her family was only an oligarch in the local area. However, the influence in the local area is not enough to make her order.

It is almost difficult to catch Master Sijin back.she realized.

……

……

The time in Ocean City, Sakhalin State is ten o'clock in the evening. After traveling to the novel world I created, it is now ten o'clock in the morning. Perhaps because of the self-regulation of the biological clock, the original sleepiness has gradually dissipated.

In particular, this used to be the world of Gao Sijin's novels. The carpet on which his feet stepped, the stone carvings with different styles on the promenade, and the singing of orioles outside the window, everything made Gao Sijin's heart ache. Ripple for it.

"Honey, what do you think of the characters in your novel?" Yu Qingxue asked softly.

"Although it's a bit nasty, I regard them as my children."

The maids of all races still cast unkind eyes on Gao Sijin, because they knew that Gao Sijin was the creator of this world, and he was the one who caused the tragic experience of the hero Tang Wenyu in the novel.

However, Gao Sijin does not intend to rewrite any stories because of their dissatisfaction. Without those stories, the lives of the characters in the novel would be incomplete, and a life that is too complete is actually empty.

"Do you want to rewrite your life? Have you ever hated me?"

Gao Sijin walked up to a dignified purple-haired woman.

Her name is Lan.

She is kind-hearted and willing to sacrifice her own life for the happiness of her royal sister. She was forced to marry a blood clan and lost the freedom of life. She even forgot how to speak and lived in the basement all day long with loneliness.

Compared with the maids who angrily questioned why they made the hero suffer, Lan's eyes were calmer and gentler.

"I don't want to rewrite my life, and I don't hate you, on the contrary, I am very grateful to you." Lan made a cup of warm tea for Gao Sijin, "It is because I have experienced pain deeply that I can understand the value of happiness. I even think that I am the happiest person in your book."

"Sorry……"

"It's all over, this book is over, thanks for your hard work, Midie."

"Midi?"

"Because your pen name is Bishop Mirière, and you look younger than me, so I call you Midi. If you don't like it, I apologize."

"You don't need to change it. I really like this title. After meeting you, my originally gloomy heart has become much clearer."

It is really unbelievable to meet the characters in the novels he created. He wished to tell the whole world that the people in his books are alive, and they have their own emotions, not inorganic objects formed by the arrangement and combination of words.

"Are you happy now?" Yu Qingxue poked Gao Sijin's cheek with her finger, "Talk to the characters in your novel and be healed by them, you look like a fool."

"Maybe he's a fool."