Chapter 32 Test

The laptop stayed on the mailbox page, and a shallow sigh was made by the lips of countless women. Qin Buqi knocked on the desktop with his index finger intentionally or unintentionally with a certain rule, and his eyebrows were slightly twisted. For a long time, he picked up his mobile phone and dialled a phone call:

"Hello, Master Sun? I want to ask, will there be a situation in this world where a person seems to become another person without having dual personality or schizophrenia? Even living habits and three views seem to have changed suddenly.

After a few minutes of hanging up the phone, Qin Buqi relaxed and leaned back on the seat. His expressionless face suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "Oh~ Borrow the corpse to return the soul?"

The next morning, he had stir-fried bean sprouts, boiled eggs in plain water, and three shreds for breakfast. He took out millet porridge and steamed buns with flower rolls. Qin Buji slowly finished a steamed bun, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and waited for the porridge to cool down. Suddenly, he looked up as if he had any interest: "What stories do you usually write when writing novels?"

Shi Yuye was holding a steamed bun and eating happily. Hearing this, he paused, "Did I write it? There are all kinds of genres. I usually don't limit myself to writing a certain type. I want to write everything, but my favourite is still time-travel novels. I like fast-travelling, comprehensive time-travelling, time-travelling novels, and time-travelling brainstorming novels.

"Does this thing really exist in time travel?" Qin Buqi looked at Shi Feye and his eyes were a little darker. Shi Feiye didn't realise anything about this. Thinking of herself, she nodded with a serious expression: "Yes, I think it's real. No one can say what the world is. Sometimes we feel that we live in a very real world. Maybe it's just a world built by others. So, who knows what the world is like? Since even this can't be confirmed, how dare you say that time travel does not exist?"

Qin Buqi's action of scooping porridge paused for a moment: "Time-travelling into the book? The world built under the pen?"

"Yes, in fact, from another perspective, each of us's life is a novel. Some people are counterattacks, some people are inspirational, some are tragic, some are comedies, and everyone is the protagonist of their own story."

Shi Fiye had similar ideas before, but unfortunately, her time travel proved that she was just cannon fodder in other people's stories. Thinking of this, she added another sentence:

"Of course, in other people's stories, maybe we are just unknown passers-by, or even cannon fodder."

"Then what do you think might have been in your previous life if you travelled through time?" Qin Buqi continued to ask.

Shi Fiye tilted his head slightly and inadvertently thought of his last life: "He should be a very happy person. His family is harmonious, his life is complete, his parents are loving and he is an only child. He can do whatever he wants. His parents may pass away suddenly, but after learning his favourite major, he will not lack food, drink or money. Life It's okay to live. In the end, if you travel through time, it should be to save others and be stabbed to death by gangsters. Well, it's a very unlucky way to die. As she said that, she remembered her bad luck at that time. Obviously, she was just helping others take back the bag. Who knew that the gangster would stab her so cruelly. Unfortunately, she had never done a bad thing in her life, but in the end she ended up like this. If she hadn't woken up and found that she had travelled through a book to get a second life, she would have vomited blood to death.