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

This is an empty park space. Apart from the stone pavement, there are only the fitness equipment commonly used by the elderly and the bench where he lies.

"...?"

There was no one around. Xingjian, who realized what was happening later, slowly sat up from the bench and began to review in his mind what had happened.

He vaguely remembered that he came out of the room on the first night of the team-building hotel, changed his clothes and went to the shrine to pray, and finally seemed to have accidentally slipped down the stairs.

Then everything went black, and when I woke up I was directly in this damn place.

"Could it be time travel again...?"

He subconsciously checked his body and found no injuries anywhere. There were no obvious wounds on his chest or head. Only his ankle, which was twisted when he accidentally slipped, was aching slightly.

My most recent memory was at night, but when I opened my eyes again it was daytime.

The only possible explanation is that falling from the stairs passively triggered his time-travel skill... right?

This seems to be the only explanation that makes sense at the moment.

The black-haired boy stood up from the bench with a depressed look, then touched his shirt pocket - his cell phone and the plain glasses used for disguise were still there, but for some reason the cell phone could not be turned on and the screen was always black.

Maybe it's because of the force majeure in another time and space.

He didn't care about this. He put his phone back in his pocket, put on his glasses and planned to go around to find out what was going on.

When arriving at an unfamiliar time and space, the first thing you need to figure out is the current time point - this is actually something Xingjian is already familiar with, after all, this is the first thing you have to do every time you travel through time.

"...?"

However, as he slowly walked out of the park and moved towards the residential area while looking around, he noticed something wrong.

This seems to be the residential area where the student dormitory is located, except that some places have undergone changes, big or small.

For example, the old buildings here seemed to have been suddenly demolished and renovated, the corner cafe over there was originally a 24-hour convenience store, and the Japanese-style light building that originally only had two or three floors was raised by one or two floors.

——No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like time has gone back. The construction level is still a few years ago.

“…No way.”

Xingjian, who was keenly aware of the only possibility, raised his eyebrows, began to quicken his pace, and walked out of the residential area anxiously, and came to the roadside of the commercial district where there were crowds of people and noisy sounds.

——What came into view was a somewhat strange scene.

Passersby wore clothes they had never seen before, yet they were incredibly fashionable. Their smart devices folded effortlessly into their bags. The cars speeding down the road weren't the familiar hovercrafts of the future, but they were certainly new models Xingjian had never seen before.

Even in broad daylight, the stars were clearly visible on the fluorescent screens on the tall buildings near the intersection. Besides the traffic lights directing the flow of vehicles on the asphalt road, the periodic green lights surrounding the zebra crossings seemed to symbolize the advancement and widespread use of technology.

——There is no doubt that this is a future world that Xingjian has never visited in his time travel.

"...?"

Xingjian, somewhat stunned, slowly took off his glasses and his gaze stopped at the fluorescent analog clock on the top of the tall building.

August 18, 203x.

"Is this ten years from now...?"

The young man, feeling particularly isolated and helpless, looked up, completely stunned.

What was this? A glitch in the time travel system that had taken me to the wrong time and space?

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Although time and space travel is a common phenomenon for Xing Jianqing, it is only limited to traveling to the past.

This is the first time that I have inexplicably fallen into the future.

Not to mention that he discovered that no matter how hard he tried to think and mobilize his thoughts according to the method of traveling back in time, it was of no avail.

In other words, he came to this time and space inexplicably, and now he is inexplicably trapped in this time and space.

And I have no contact with anyone, I am all alone.

This is not good. This is really not good.

"Tsk... Anyway, calm down first, and then find a way to find the familiar people in this time and space to see what's going on."

Xing Jian, who was able to maintain his composure in this situation, looked around and then sorted out the residences of all his friends in his mind.

The nearest distance was the residential area where his home was, but Xingjian had just walked out of the residential area and did not see his dormitory - it was very likely that it had been demolished in the past ten years.

If you think about it, the luxury apartment where Kasumigaoka Utaha lives and the ordinary house where Kato Megumi lives are likely to have been replaced by new buildings over time. Futaba's small villa, while unlikely, is still quite far from the commercial district.

Therefore, the first thing that came to Xingjian's mind was——

The probability of the Shinomiya family and the Sawamura family moving and demolishing their houses is extremely small.

The probability of meeting someone you know there is much higher than waiting here.

After a little thought, Hoshimi finally decided to set her first destination as the Sawamura family's large Western-style villa in the suburbs.

How to say it, although this is the future time and space, Hoshimi still has to ensure that her identity will not be seen through - at least the probability of Eriri seeing through her disguise is much lower than that of Shinomiya Kaguya and Hayasaka Ai.

After making the decision, Hoshimi adjusted his glasses, which made his nose a little swollen, and headed towards Sawamura's house according to his memory before it got dark - he was still a little uncomfortable wearing glasses.

Since he could not use the subway or other transportation facilities ten years later, Xingmi could only apologetically pick up an unlocked bicycle on the side of the road and rode it for about three or four hours to the door of Sawamura's house in the suburbs.

By the time he arrived, it was already getting dark, but the city's neon lights and the orange-red dots of light in the sky could still show him the way.

"Huh, huh..."

He stopped the car at the iron gate of the Sawamura family and began to look around to see if there were any familiar figures.

Just at this moment, a figure walked out from the gate of the Western-style villa.

[Futaba Line] Destiny: Chapter 3: A Strange Future (Part 2)

Walking out of the magnificent villa was a fashionable and mature woman dressed in British style.

The woman looked to be in her twenties, with long, straight golden hair that was hard to miss. Although her face was fully made up, she still looked like a childish baby.

"...?"

The Xingjian boy squatting in the corner and staring at her straightly seemed to have received a huge shock. His pupils shrank slightly, and he rubbed his eyes for a long time before daring to open them again.

Hmm, the scene before me remained the same. It seemed like this wasn't a hallucination or a dream.

"Could this... this person... be Eriri from ten years later?"

In fact, a large part of Hoshimi's memory of Eriri is from the time when she became smaller due to puberty syndrome, but now he has even seen what she looked like ten years later.

Will the next time I travel across time be to a few decades in the future to observe the lives of the elderly?

"Well, Mom, I'm going out. I'll be back after dinner."

The young blond woman in her twenties seemed to be planning to leave home and go somewhere, and she didn't notice the boy hiding in the corner and observing her every move.

Xingjian, who noticed that the woman was about to leave the house, quickly changed his hiding position and moved to another place where he would not be discovered to observe secretly.

Whether or not this person is Eriri is still a matter of debate, and there's no need to jump to conclusions so soon. After all, who can predict what will happen in ten years?

However, just as Xingjian was rigorously throwing away his guesses and planning to use confirmed facts as the basis for his reasoning, the blonde woman who pushed open the iron gate and walked out took out a cell phone from the LV bag slung over her shoulder and called someone.

"Hey, Shiyu. I'm leaving now. Yeah, let's meet up at the agreed place. See you later."

"........."

Oh my god, it seems like Eriri really has no way to escape.

Speaking of which, Eriri Sawamura and Utaha Kasumigaoka, not only did they not break up after ten years, but their relationship has even become so good that they can call each other so intimately.

Xing Jian curled his lips in confusion and didn't think about it any further. However, he couldn't help but associate it with his own situation.

What kind of person will I be in ten years?

A little curious.

When he just came out of the residential area, he didn't notice where he used to live. It seems that he may have moved to a new place after ten years.

In this case, according to the current situation, the person who is most likely to still be in contact with myself ten years later must be that guy.

Now that we are here (here referring to the time and space ten years later), let’s go and take a look.

Driven by curiosity, Hoshimi watched Eriri leave and then started walking towards her intended destination.

——That is the Shinomiya residence, where the Hayasaka family lives.

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There is no need to think about it, the people who are still in touch with you ten years later must be your relatives.

Although he didn't know why Hoshimi couldn't find the building where he used to live after wandering around his home for a long time, after thinking about it, the people most likely to know his whereabouts must be his father and sister Hayasaka Ai.

Fortunately, the Shinomiya family did not seem to have undergone any major architectural changes in the past ten years. Apart from the appearance appearing to have become a little older, there were no new changes.

"........."

As usual, Xingjian squatted in the corner, watching the passers-by and curling his lips in frustration.

I almost forgot that you need to identify yourself when entering or leaving the Shinomiya household. If I pretend to be someone I'm not sure what my future self will be like, I might end up in even more trouble.

So now he could only hide in the dark and wait like a thief waiting for an opportunity - he didn't even know if he could wait for the person he was waiting for before dark.

"At least let me see what Dad and Hayasaka-san will look like in ten years..."

Sure enough, no matter whether you travel to another world or a different time and space, the first thing you care about is your family.

Xingjian didn't know how long he had been waiting, and he was even too lazy to avoid the strange looks from passers-by. He stretched his legs which were a little sore and numb.

When he arrived at the door of Shigong's house, it was still dark. But at this moment, the last bit of light in the sky had disappeared, and the streetlights on both sides of the road began to illuminate.

If I stay any longer, passersby will probably feel strange.

"I should leave now before the Shinomiyas notice me... huh?"

Just when the disheartened Xingjian was about to hide away from the spotlight, a figure caught in his peripheral vision made him stop in his tracks.

She was a blonde woman in her twenties, wearing a black women's suit and with her slightly curly blonde hair tied up behind her head.

Because it was dark, Xingjian couldn't see the expression on her face, but the black suit gave people an inexplicable feeling of depression.

"That should be Hayasaka-san, right...?"

I have to say that even after ten years, Hayasaka still looks the same except that she has become more mature and beautiful.

Just as Xingjian was about to get closer to observe, another figure walking towards the blonde woman made him alert.

When he looked closely, he realized it was Hayasaka's mother.

"Xiao Ai, thank you for your hard work. You came back so late."

"No, it's okay, Mom. I was planning on going to see him again."

"...Him? Who is it, me or Dad?"

"Next time you're going out, tell me and your uncle Xingjian in advance. We've saved food for you. Come in and eat."

"Ah."

"Ah...it seems like it can't be Dad. What does that have to do with me?"

"Xiaoqing would be very happy if she knew that you, her big sister, have never forgotten him and often visit him. So promise mom that you won't be sad in private anymore. Next time you want to buy flowers, you don't have to hide them from mom."

"…………I'm sorry, Mom. I just suddenly wanted to go see him…"

"It's okay. Xiaoqing would be very happy if she knew your feelings."

It seems that even after more than ten years, Miss Hayasaka's mother-control attributes have not improved at all. Fortunately, she is still the familiar Miss Hayasaka Ai.

"But why do I always feel that their conversation is a little strange..."

The black suit, the flowers sent to an unknown person, and the fact that his presence was extremely distinct yet strange in the conversation between mother and daughter.

Although Xingjian Boy sensed something was wrong, he subconsciously did not want to believe this possibility.

He seemed to vaguely understand the reason why he had not been able to find himself ten years later.

"... Could it be that I'm already dead?

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Disasters have occurred frequently in many places recently. I hope everyone takes good care of themselves. (?oωo?)

[Futaba Line] Destiny: Chapter 3: A Strange Future (Part 3)