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

Generally speaking, this kind of abnormality can actually be explained by "different world lines".

After all, in different world lines, it is normal for some familiar things that you are accustomed to to undergo slight changes. In theory, it would make sense even if Xingjian suddenly discovered that she was a girl in another time and space.

but.

This tiny bit of something wrong in front of him just didn't bother Xingjian.

That is the house number on the wall in front of the villa.

Generally, the surname of the family living in the house will be written here, and some families will even write the names of the entire family on it.

In fact, Xingjian had not been to Futaba's house very often, but he clearly remembered that when he visited Futaba's house in the original time and space, the sign had the names of Futaba's parents and her own.

In the previous time and space ten years later, that is, when visiting Futaba's house in Time and Space A, although the last name on the nameplate is still Futaba, only the name Futaba Rio is left. It can be understood that Futaba's parents moved out after she became an adult and left the house to her.

But now, the only two names that appeared on the name tags were those that Xingjian was not very familiar with.

He thought for a moment before coming to his senses. These seemed to be the names of Futaba's parents.

Where did Futaba's name go...?

A bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart, as if to confirm Xingjian's previous fantasy.

He had just guessed that the self in this time and space might not have fallen out with so many good friends in the past ten years.

Maybe it's just that they are not friends in this world.

Perhaps without the initial meeting, there would be no process of mutual understanding and acceptance.

Perhaps in this world, puberty syndrome is just an urban legend that no longer exists.

However, if this is the case, then there must be something completely different from the world I originally lived in.

Originally Xingjian hadn't intended to speculate like this, but looking at the current situation...

"……what."

When he was feeling a little upset, a middle-aged woman came from the other side of the road, carrying something and seemed to have just returned from shopping.

What was incredible was that the woman's facial features gave Xingjian the illusion of déjà vu in a trance - it was more accurate to say that they were somewhat similar to the facial features of Futaba in his memory.

Xingjian suddenly had an idea and coughed lightly, then walked forward neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Hello... are you the Futaba family living here?"

[Futaba Line] Destiny: Chapter 6 Goodbye, Not Goodbye (Part 4)

The middle-aged woman was a little stunned at first, and then nodded hesitantly.

"Ah...yes, what can I do for you?"

"Well, it's actually not a big deal... I have a friend I haven't contacted for a long time, and she told me she lives here at your house..."

Hoshimi smiled apologetically and pointed at Futaba's house.

"If you live here, I suppose she has the wrong address..."

To be honest, Xingjian had never seen Futaba's parents, so it was hard to say whether the person in front of her was really Futaba's mother.

"Ah, a friend of your age, young man? That's really impossible."

The middle-aged woman smiled and shook her head, then said something that made Xingjian a little stunned.

"My husband and I have lived here for more than ten years, and there are no young people like you around here - if we had children, they would probably be several years older than you."

"what………"

Xingjian was stunned by the woman's words and fell silent, not knowing how to respond.

"I, I understand... Sorry to bother you."

"It's okay, I hope you can find your friend."

The middle-aged woman smiled at him gently and waved goodbye, then turned around, opened the door of Futaba's house and walked in.

"........."

Xingjian, who had managed to calm himself down and say goodbye to her, stood there in a daze, staring at the building after watching the middle-aged woman walk into the villa.

That can't be the case.

The changes in the world line wouldn't be so big.

His hands were shaking slightly unconsciously - he even had to use his other hand to hold them down to steady them.

Xingjian is actually a person who always prepares for the worst-case scenario no matter what time or environment he is in.

On the one hand, this way, he wouldn't feel caught off guard when faced with a bad outcome. On the other hand, this method would make him more at ease when facing most difficulties - after all, he had already imagined the worst-case scenario, and most situations in life would not be that bad.

To give the simplest example, if he has a character that he wants to draw no matter what, but he does not have enough stones to draw the card - in this case, he is very good at constantly comforting himself and telling himself "I definitely cannot draw this few stones" and "But it doesn't matter if I can't draw it this time".

That's the minimum expectation. No matter how bad it gets, it won't be worse than this...not to mention the possibility of milk withdrawal.

——But to be honest, the current situation exceeded his worst expectations.

Xingjian's worst expectation at the beginning was that her current friends and she would have no connection with each other from the beginning, and would be strangers even after ten years.

Although no one knows at which point the world line started to go wrong, if that is all, at least they are still living well in this world.

——But now, it’s not like that.

At least Futaba isn't like that.

She couldn't even confirm whether she was still alive in this world.

By the time Xingjian came to his senses, his feet were already moving uncontrollably.

As if eager to disprove her own assumptions, Xingjian fled from here in a panic, heading for a place where she could prove her ideas were wrong.

In this age of information and data, what is the fastest way to find someone?

It is simple to say it is simple, but it is also complicated to say it is complicated.

Xingjian didn't hesitate and ran straight towards the middle school he used to attend.

If that's where it is, there should still be records of Futaba's academic records as a student.

Fortunately, the life trajectory of Xing Jianqing in this world seems to be no different from his original life in middle school. Even his student ID number is the same. After registering and proving his identity, he was still allowed to enter the campus.

Fortunately, ten years later, the way to approve entry to the campus is basically completed by electronic equipment - otherwise, if it was the old security uncle from the past, it would be difficult for him to tell that the student who graduated ten years ago has not changed much in appearance in the past ten years.

It's a world worthy of the future, right? Big data and technological conveniences are practically everywhere, even on a middle school campus. Entering and leaving the campus, signing in and out of classes, and reserving seats are all done with just a portable electronic device, allowing Xingjian to move freely around the campus.

He would simply be denied entry to places like the archives room, as such places often require electronic codes with higher authority.

As an ordinary high school boy who abides by the law and has a very low sense of presence, Xingjian has never done anything criminal or sneaky, but this does not mean that he knows nothing about such things.

Well, at least he could quietly follow the teacher who entered the archives room using the electronic code and then quickly escape to a corner where the other party could not notice.

After sneaking into the archives room in this way, Xingjian gave up the simpler and more direct electronic access method (after all, this would require at least teacher-level identity authentication), and waited patiently until he was the only one left in the archives room, then began to look through the paper files for his student files from that year.

Although he had never been to this place before and was not familiar with how to search, he was still able to quickly find the year and class that was most special to him, and easily found the student roster of the academic year when he was enrolled.

He found his name in the class he remembered - it seemed that even in this world he was still studying in the original class, without any change.

"By the way, Futaba...which class was she in in junior high?"

He only knew that she was in the same grade as him, and seemed to be a girl from the class next door...but other than that he knew very little.

Tsk, if I had known earlier I would have gone to the high school where they became familiar with each other.

However, adhering to the idea of ​​making the best of one's situation, Xingjian decided not to waste any more time and focused his energy on finding information about Futaba.

What he didn't want to admit still happened.

Hoshimi spent almost an hour flipping through the student roster of this grade from beginning to end about four or five times, but did not find any information about a student named "Futaba Rio" in any class.

Still unwilling to give up, after searching here without success, he immediately ran to the high school campus and used the same method to sneak into the campus to collect information and intelligence, but still found nothing.

Whether in junior high school or high school, there is no proof that Futaba Rio ever existed.

It was as if the Futaba he knew was the most unreal person, someone who only existed in his dreams.

[Futaba Line] Destiny: Chapter 7: The Disappearance of Futaba Rio (Part 1)

Xingjian once had many ideas about the future.

It doesn't matter if you are lucky and successful, or if you remain unknown and obscure.

He once felt that there was no future he could not accept.

Anyway, the worst that can happen is that I continue to be an ordinary person who has no sense of existence and goes with the flow. These days, "ordinary" is not a derogatory term. If you can have enough food and clothing, there is nothing wrong with being a transparent human being.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t become a glamorous and star-studded person, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t stand out from the crowd.

As long as everything you cherish and the important things are still with you, it doesn’t matter even if you cannot achieve success.

——But this future is not like this.

This future is not the future he wants.

Ten years later, there were actually a lot of new high-tech gadgets on the streets, but Xingjian had no time to look back and forth and examine these things carefully.

After leaving the campus, he wandered around the city in a daze like a headless fly. He was so distracted that he almost got hit by a car while crossing the road and didn't care.

To him, his experiences so far were more like a dream.

The unrealistic adolescent syndrome made his ordinary daily life suddenly become compact and interesting, and the same was true for Futaba, who he originally regarded as a "stable area".

It was I who brought her out of her safe comfort zone.

The "stable zone" is the psychological area that Xingjian divides for the things he values, or it can be said to be the weight they hold in his heart.

As long as this area exists in his heart - that is, as long as that person is there, no matter how strange the adolescent syndrome is, he believes that the difficulties can be solved.

Putting aside all those emotions that are more than friendship but less than love, perhaps what Xingjian was unwilling to admit before was that in his heart, Futaba Rio was indeed a symbol of "security".

The girl who was always dishonest, who looked at him with a cold and sour face, but actually always gave him advice.

The girl who is good at science, looks taciturn but is actually very thoughtful.

The girl who is always considered weird and cold by people around her, but is actually kind and loyal.

The girl who doesn’t like to laugh and doesn’t laugh often, but looks shy and cute when the corners of her mouth turn up.

This world does not exist without her.

Her life could not continue in this world.

What went wrong? What was the problem? Is there any way to fix it?

Or is this all just a dream?

To be honest, if it weren't for reason forcing him not to do anything stupid, Xingjian might really try to cross the road and cause a traffic accident to see if he could verify whether all this was just a dream.

I don't know why, but my chest aches slightly and breathing becomes a little difficult.

He still couldn't accept the fact that there was no girl named Futaba Rio in this world. Or rather, he had never even imagined a future without Futaba.

Unlike Hoshimi's death in a certain future, Futaba's disappearance was as if she had been "erased" from the very beginning, leaving no trace of her coming to this world.

Why did this happen? Did I do something wrong that affected the development of the world line?

However, Xing Jian had been very careful with his words and actions all the way. After arriving in a strange time and space, he didn't even dare to have a face-to-face conversation with his former acquaintances, for fear that exposing his identity would affect something.

"...?"

Xingjian, who had been sitting on the roadside in a somewhat dejected manner, not caring about her image, was suddenly stunned when her thoughts reached this point.

"Exposing your identity...what will it affect?"

He seemed to remember Futaba saying this to him before his first time traveling through time.

If someone who does not originally belong to this time and space appears, they must avoid the possibility of being recognized by acquaintances in this time and space.

Otherwise, it will cause serious and unimaginable consequences.

As for what the consequences were, Futaba didn't elaborate, but Hoshimi could vaguely remember scenes from science fiction movies she had seen.

In fact, this is what is called "When two people with the same identity but different ages appear in space-time A, if their own selves from space-time B are objectively observed, it will cause a great paradox."

However, if there is a setting of world line correction force, when a paradox occurs, the correction force will autonomously repair the paradox - just like antivirus software will automatically recognize viruses and Trojans, and bugs will be found and eliminated.

Of course, this is a consequence that only occurs after being "observed." If the time traveler remains in a state similar to Schrödinger's cat, it is not impossible to escape unscathed.

But what if someone insists on breaking this rule intentionally?

Rather, it is to use the means of "correction force correction paradox" to achieve one's own wishes -