Why wasn't I the one who got the male lead's script?

Although he felt a little distressed about Futaba's inexplicably aggressive appearance, Xingjian didn't think she was wrong - at least now he was sure that it was because of him that she was dragged into this time travel.

So he could only shake his head helplessly and sigh, while trying hard to recall what he might want to do when he returned to this era as Futaba said, and slowly followed Futaba.

"Speaking of which, Futaba—I can't figure out what you're trying to do by returning to this point in time."

"If you can't think of it, keep thinking."

"I can't figure it out even if I rack my brains..."

"Perhaps puberty syndrome has actually projected your subconscious, Hoshimi, so it's a little difficult to detect. But if you think about it objectively, you should be able to figure out what you want to do when you return to this era. So, hurry up and use your poor little brain and think it through carefully."

I always feel that Miss Futaba's last sentence has a sense of impatience and perfunctoriness, as if she is coaxing a child. Of course, it may just be an illusion.

"By the way, Ms. Futaba, you're in such a hurry... What are you planning to do in this strange time and space?"

"Even if it's a time and space from a few years ago, it's still a time I personally experienced. How can I say it's unfamiliar? Besides..."

Futaba, who had stopped walking after being asked the question by Hoshimi, withdrew the hand that she had just been holding, then turned around completely to face him, and stated her next plan in an extremely serious tone.

"Since we've returned to the past, shouldn't the first thing we do be to look back at our past selves?"

what.

The boy who saw Xing Jian inexplicably felt a bad feeling in his heart.

In the next moment, his wrist was grabbed by Futaba again, and the two left the place one after the other.

.........

.........

What does it feel like to see your past self?

"........."

Xingjian's current mood is the same as that of most people, which is somewhat subtle and complicated - of course, the premise is that most people have the opportunity to see their past selves like him.

According to his memory, Xingjian brought Futaba to the gate of a certain middle school. The two hid in a corner and looked at a black-haired boy who walked out of the school gate with a group of boys, with different expressions.

The black-haired boy was wearing a slim-fitting junior high school uniform. His face was innocent and a little childish. Although he just followed his companions silently, his face did not show any dissatisfaction or depression.

"........."

On the other side, the black-haired boy hiding in the corner, staring at him intently, had a face that was only a little more angular than his, and a slightly taller and stronger build - but for some reason his expression was gloomy and unfriendly.

"Hey Futaba...why did you come to find my old self first?"

But in stark contrast to his expression, he looked at the handsome and innocent black-haired boy and his companions slowly leaving Futaba with a gentler look than usual, and even his tone was calmer than before - of course, this might just be Hoshimi's personal illusion.

"Isn't that nonsense? You're the protagonist of this time travel. And don't you think it's interesting that the same person appears at the same time in different time and space?"

"Then why don't you go find your former self?"

"Stop it. I'm very self-aware of what I look like and I don't want to see myself looking stupid...either with that face or that body."

"But I am too..."

I don’t know if this happens to everyone. At a certain special point in time when you are getting older, when you suddenly look back at your past self, you always feel that you were so stupid.

Whether it was the sincerity I showed to others at that time, the self-righteous so-called brave decision I made, or the stubborn determination to fight against other people's opposition to the end - looking back on it after a while, I always feel particularly stupid.

Yes, for example, now Xingjian feels that her past self was particularly stupid.

He stared at his former self with an almost resentful look, the self who was following the so-called "friend".

At that time, he was still deceived by the illusion of his friend's loyalty. Even though a classmate mentioned to him privately that his friend was completely different in front of him and in front of others, he still chose to believe his friend to the end.

Simply put, it's extremely stubborn.

I only believe what I want to believe and choose what I want to choose. I filter out everything else I don't like or that is not beneficial to me as garbage, and I never consider that the truth is always harsh or that the truth is always cruel.

He looks like a naive fool who deserves to be deceived and exploited. I'm afraid that even if I go up to him and try to persuade him, it will not have any effect.

This made Xingjian, who had experienced betrayal from friends one after another and had slowly come to where he is today, inexplicably ignite some anger towards himself.

If it weren't for various constraints (such as not being able to reveal one's identity across the world line or take actions that change the course of history), he would probably have given up long ago.

In short, now with this mentality, he silently watched the junior high school student who was carrying him and walking away with a child on his back - Futaba, who had always been by his side and was also in the shadow corner, sighed.

"You're such a weird guy. You're usually so nice to everyone, but you can get so angry with yourself."

"Ah... well. But I'm really not happy with how I used to trust people so blindly that I couldn't even tell them apart and just confided in them...wasn't that stupid?"

"Even if I'm an idiot, I did something that wasn't idiotic... Hmm."

Having said that, Futaba suddenly stopped and pursed her lips, then raised her eyebrows again pretending to be nonchalant, and retorted while watching the junior high school student Xingjian leave.

"At least on this point, even if Xingjian wants to criticize you, I will stand on the side of that idiot."

"? Hey Futaba, who are you friends with?"

"What? Are you jealous now? It seems Xingjian, you haven't matured much compared to a few years ago."

"Well……"

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Miss Futaba, who rarely gained the upper hand in the verbal argument with Hoshimi, raised her chin this time. Although her movement was not very big, it was obvious that she was arrogant and complacent.

"Let's get back to the topic, Xingjian. I've been thinking about something since a while ago, and now I can probably come to some conclusions."

She didn't pay attention to the resentful look the boy gave her. After a brief moment of pride and arrogance, she immediately returned to her usual calm and peaceful state.

"Generally speaking, if time travel really existed, we should be able to return to our past bodies, leaving only memories of the future."

But it is obvious that since I have seen my past self in this past time and space, it means.

Hoshimi probably understood what Futaba wanted to express, so she raised her eyebrows and looked at him for approval.

"So, if we follow this logic, we should have been transmigrated?"

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I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It was really my fault yesterday. I fell asleep before I was halfway through writing. Next time I will definitely not type while lying in bed.

This week is still busy. In addition to daily classes, there are also defenses, school anniversary drama rehearsals, dubbing competitions, and I will definitely update when I have time to write orz. Every day from 6 am to 9 pm, just chop me off orz

The World Line Divergence: A Never-Ending Week: Chapter 8: Rules of Crossing and New Events (Part 1)

Although Xingjian was a modern high school student living in an era of information explosion and had a strong desire to learn, he had heard of things like "time travel" before - but most of those things only came from fictional science fiction novels or film and television works.

Some of the more light-hearted and humorous ones are like "Groundhog Day" and "Back to the Future", while some of the more brain-burning ones are like "Ghost Ship" and countless other imaginative movies.

Therefore, the concept of "time travel" is actually not unfamiliar to him.

However, what really made the boy feel dizzy and difficult to accept the reality was——

In those science fiction movies with novel plots, it is never explained why the setting of "time travel" came into being and why it happened to the protagonist.

"I'm worried you might not understand, so let me give you a simpler example. There are generally several hypotheses about time travel. According to one of these hypotheses, if there was only one Xing Jianqing in the entire space-time from beginning to end..."

In the open space of the park near the school as the sun sets.

Even after traveling through time and space, Futaba Rio still looked calm and composed. She folded her hands in front of her and looked at the back of the black-haired boy who was sitting on the grass, playing with stones dejectedly.

"So, if the person identified as 'Hoshimi Haru' in this time and space three years ago was the silly but adorable handsome boy we just met—"

"The me who exists here now is someone who has been stripped of their name tag, not recognized as 'Hoshimi Haru', right?"

The black-haired boy who was lazily sitting on the lawn and stroking the small stones, looking quite hopeless, did not completely empty his mind, but replied like this.

Well, actually, he really wasn't as theoretically clueless as he looked. He was just really shocked by the time travel thing just now, and it was difficult for him to digest everything that was happening.

"...It seems you don't understand the current situation."

Futaba relaxed her brows a little with relief because she could skip the tedious explanation, but at the same time, because of the gloom on Hoshimi's face, there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

She knew very well what Xingjian would look like when he really started to feel melancholy.

"Hey, Hoshimi. Don't look so downcast. It's not like you at all."

"Futaba, don't you feel panicked or at a loss... suddenly being dragged into another time and space for inexplicable reasons, and not knowing when you can return to normal."

The feeling that the direction of this matter was out of his control really made Xingjian, who had always lived an orderly life, feel a little panicked - well, the premise was that the adolescent syndrome that often occurred in life was actually just an occasional episode in his nine-to-five work.

"Hey, please, don't make such careless assumptions. With a professional like me—or at least a quasi-scientist—around here, there's no need for such pessimistic thinking, right?"

Hearing this, Futaba frowned and straightened her chest, and her originally pretty and delicate face became a little more serious.

Maybe she felt that Xingjian had never considered that she was one of the forces that could give him advice, so she was a little unhappy.

"Since Xingjian's thought alone allowed us to reach this time and space, then returning shouldn't be difficult. Even if we broaden our minds and think of something more interesting..."

The gray-haired girl paused for a moment, cleared her throat, and then spoke those crazy words in a slightly serious tone.

"For example, being able to travel through time and space at will—this possibility doesn't seem impossible."

"--ha?"

"I will definitely not let you abuse this ability, Xingjian, so this is just a distant hypothesis in terms of broadening your mind."

Futaba, who was standing upright a few meters away from the young man, pursed her lips, then walked slowly to Xingjian's side, and finally just squatted down, getting closer to him.

"Besides, haven't you always been interested in this kind of puzzle game?"

"...Alas, a game that is passively accepted is not a game."

Although she was complaining helplessly, Xingjian's originally listless eyes still lit up a little because of Futaba's somewhat clumsy way of encouragement.

Indeed, the emergence of this phenomenon just overturned a perception that had been deeply rooted in Xingjian's heart.

That is, the adolescent syndrome he experienced was a lack of sense of existence, and that symptom has disappeared, leaving only the sequelae that still affect him.

But now it seems that we cannot conclude whether this is the case.

What was supposed to be a period should now be corrected to a question mark.

Then again, if traveling back in time and space, and the past self not disappearing, but existing in the same time and space as the present self, can also be attributed to the symptoms of puberty syndrome...

So is this completely separate and unrelated to the supernatural phenomena that happened to Xingjian before, or is there actually another hidden story?

This should be the "decryption" that Futaba is referring to.

But in fact, it’s okay to put this kind of problem aside and not think about it in depth.

Xingjian feels that his current life is getting better, so he just needs to find a way to return to normal and get back on the right track of life.

There is no need to dwell on the past or dwell on things that are insignificant compared to the future.

but……

"makes sense."

Xingjian, who was sitting casually on the lawn and emptying his mind, threw away the stone in his hand, patted his butt and stood up.

"Ah, I really love to solve puzzles." (Great reading)

As he said this, he straightened his clothes.

He seemed to be telling lazy, meaningless and boring jokes, but at the same time he was serious and ready to face any difficult problems at any time.

"You really don't care."

Miss Futaba beside her raised her eyebrows, not looking surprised at all. It would be more accurate to say that there was a hint of approval in her eyes.

After all, she knew very well that after she said those words, Xingjian would make the choice she wanted.

"I thought you would avoid this question. After all, it's not something you have to do."

"But just leaving this kind of thing aside won't hide the fact that it does exist, right?"

Hoshimi responded in a very normal manner, straightening her wrinkled shirt without even looking directly at Futaba.

"Pretending not to see is just deceiving yourself."

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The update is almost two months late, so I apologize to everyone first orz (it’s okay to scold me anyway, just don’t be too harsh)

Let me briefly explain what I have been doing in the past two months. It is true that some things on the Internet have affected my emotions in real life, so I relaxed for a long time, almost a month.

Then I made some good friends in the same class, so my current level has improved a bit and my life has become more fulfilling. I will take the N1 exam next semester. I am also preparing for the IELTS, so I am encouraging each other to study with a friend who is also preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam (updates are all written in the library)

I wish everyone who is taking the postgraduate entrance examination success. I will continue to update today and tomorrow. There will be no pitfalls as long as there are still people reading it.

I've mostly ignored the comments section. I've generally ignored some of the comments. My tutor told me to read as little as possible. But I'm still very grateful to the readers who sent me private messages. I may not have had time to respond to everyone, but I've read almost all of them. I can't express my gratitude enough. Thank you to everyone who's read this far.

My school's exams are not over until around January 20th, so I may update a few more times before that, and then I will resume the update mode of two months ago after the exams.