Eli Toredo. Vertex 23S. Fastest update
Inevitably, he officially enters the story. I can no longer simply explain what he did at the end of a certain segment, or willfully avoid the process he led.
Do you know why I have been deliberately trying to maintain my sense of presence recently? In this first-person story where "I" should not appear, I use my subjective quibbles like a nerve to quibble about things I don't want to narrate. Because my hair has grown out and I am no longer bald. My name is Madison, in case anyone gets me wrong.
Everyone still remembers my hair, which will change color due to changes in the future.
Do you know that if you wear a hat for a long time, your new hair will curl up and stick to your scalp like X-hair? Disgusting, right? But the fact is, I bear a head of hair every day, colorful hair.
Yes, facts have also proved that my hair does not only change between black, gray and white. It is the three primary color pigments that are handed over to an art master... No, I need a more destructive description. Well, a five-year-old naughty child, he can Gives you all the colors you can 'create'. I'm going to wear a hat for the rest of my life.
A little defense of myself.
I misjudged something, and my hair began to show colorful reasons. I thought it was my friend Ms. West, and I asked West to write the story that changed the future of Kate, James, Ellen, Key, Grande, and Zach.
I thought that I had blasphemed something by letting my friend write the story for my own selfish desires, the profit of the mill, and then retribution began to punish myself.
But I was wrong. I'm so self-righteous and I'm not changing anything
Hmm, let's face it, is Kate's relationship with James going to be great? impossible! How could a relationship that started with cheating and alcohol end well! So I made a little use of my magical friend and wrote a story that affected Kate's life. It just accelerated the process of the problem that was bound to break out. It didn't do any harm.
So should I feel guilty for what happened to Allen? No, he deserved it. He's a vicious competitor, he's a murderer, he's a bully who's never satisfied. He is not a good person. Now that I bear my hair every day, I have the right to express my disappointment in human nature. I have the right to say this. The worse he is, the happier I am. This is what I want. This is my original intention. I should enjoy Allen's life. tragedy.
Finally, did I change Grande's future. There was a time when I thought I had changed. So I ended up reporting to work one day with an apology to Grande.
But I understand now that I didn't. Allen pointed a gun at Zach, hey, is this a change? As if Zach faked his death wouldn't happen! This is bound to happen! It’s just a matter of time! Is there any difference between what happened when Zach and Eli Toledo were face to face and what happened before Eli arrived at Barton? No.
When Zach fakes his own death, everything that should happen, such as Zach's confusion about his origin, his entanglement with Zagar, and his manipulation of the eight Sabbat vampires, will happen one by one.
I didn't change anything. This is not the reason why I have colorful hair now.
what is that.
What is the reason that makes the future change and makes me colorful.
It was Eli Toredo, who appeared in front of me when everyone in the South District was going to bed.
I can't avoid him in this story. Here's the truth, if you want to have a regular role in a story, get in front of the storyteller. Give him a smile.
not a smile
"Ah ha ha ha!" Eli Torrido smiled and bent over, "I thought my personal style was already unconventional enough!" His slightly cold fingers began to play with Madison's hair, "What is your style? ? Ha! Fermented rainbow? Haha..."
Madison did not immediately react as he should. His body was stiff and controlled due to fear, and he looked at the person in front of him.
Madison could do something, such as pick up the typewriter in front of her and hit Eli on the head, and then run away when the other person is confused... Forget it, just stay stiff and survive a little longer.
Ah, the typewriter. This is Madison's study, which is very small. Remember, in the mill, Madison's personal apartment, his home, was not big but it had everything it needed, such as doors to prevent strangers from entering. But it was clear that his door was not keeping up its responsibilities. The creature in this small study now is not only the owner of this home, but also a vampire who laughs at the owner, and James.
James had the exact opposite reaction from Eli. He was a little surprised and stared at Madison's curly hair, "Madison! What's wrong with your hair!"
The stiffness began to fade and the fear began to disappear. This is probably the only time that James has brought a sense of security to others, "Be careful when the sun leaves this world, don't let the Sabbat Toledo find you." In such a big environment, James is that Sparkling mascot. Isn't it? Eli, who wants to imitate Zach, at least won't do anything 'wrong' in front of James... Maybe illegal intrusion is not counted as a 'mistake'.
Madison stood up, still staggering a little, but managed to stay steady with the support of the desk, and walked towards the coat rack at the door. Just when Madison thought he could let his scalp breathe some air at home, he put his hat back on and said, "Nothing." He didn't want to pay attention to James' answer.
Eli, on the other hand, raised his eyebrows, fully displaying his black eyeliner, "Hat? So you don't like your hairstyle? Why? Didn't you dye it like this yourself?"
Madison didn't want to answer the question, so it was James who answered. eventful.
"Madison's hair will change color due to future changes. But I have never seen this color." James frowned.
"Changes in the future?" Eli reached out and pinched the brim of Madison's hat. He took it off in violation of all social etiquette and stared at the hairy head seriously. "Hmm. Interesting." He took it back and looked at the typewriter. , flipping it over, to herself, "What are you writing?" a pointless question as Eli began writing on the paper, "'West is avoiding Madison, she seems a little unaccustomed to the fact that 'the story became reality' , Madison doesn’t know what to do…’”
Madison snatched the typewriter back, quickly pulled out the unfinished paper, tore it up and threw it away.
Eli was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curled up, "Ha~ you are really an interesting guy~ Are you writing your own story? Use the third person to refer to yourself?"
The person who answered Eli was still James. Still eventful.
"No, he is writing the story of Zach." With a little irritation, "He is also writing the story of the Barton alien race in a magazine..."
"Urban Legends." Eli actually knew about this magazine. "Mei Mei Riley's...heh, it should be Mrs. Bishop's magazine now, right." He leaned towards Madison, "I've always planned to visit Mei Mei. Damn, just right, please help me introduce him~" This is not a request, the tone is wrong, and the topic changes quickly, "You are writing Zach's story, do you have the manuscript saved?" This is a request, "Give it to me. "Uh, sorry, not really.
"I didn't!" This answer was instinctive.
"Liar~haha~" Eli smiled and walked around the desk, easily pushed away Madison who was trying to lie on the desk, and started to look through the drawers under the desk.
Hmm...how many words are there in this book
The smile began to stiffen, Eli's eyes widened, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at the manuscripts crammed into the entire row of drawers. He turned around and looked at Madison, "You said you didn't save the manuscript? Then what is this, toilet paper?"
What can Madison respond to
He took out one at random, but Eli didn't read the sound. After watching for a while, he lost sight of James, frowned, and said, "You once cursed Zach as a bug attached to human society."
It's interesting. James was stunned for a moment and stared at Madison with a strange expression, "You wrote these?! How did you know about this?! You are no longer there at all! This was when..."
"What happened in Walter's old house (Ixton in the South District)." Eli continued with an unexpected digression, "I'm very interested in Walter's ability, remind me to 'visit' Walter when I have time, whatever. The one who makes perfume, Maggie?" He waved his hand and took out another one.
Can Madison resist? Oh, be serious.
Still, Eli didn't read the voice, but his brows furrowed more and more, and he still glanced at James, "Zach asked an angel for a feather for you?" What was incomprehensible was, "For you? Humph." Shaking his head, what does this mean? It means that the reason why Eli pulled James to act together is completely different from Zach, right? Zach was attracted to a certain quality in James, Eli, but James was the only option. Isn't it to imitate Zach? Eli can only choose James.
It's not surprising that James didn't question how Madison knew these things this time. It's meaningless, isn't it? Madison has feet and mouth, so he can go to Grande and ask.
"Tsk!" He said gloomily, "I'll give you an update! Camille's feathers were recycled by Sissi! She thinks I'm not worthy of having the mark of an angel!"
Madison didn't respond, but the muscles in her cheeks were twitching continuously, and her whole body returned to its original tension, staring closely at Eli's movements, fear? Probably, everyone will understand, read on.
Eli pulled out a piece of manuscript paper again and chuckled sarcastically, "Do you want the angel's feathers back, James? Huh, wait, wait until I'm done with Barton, who is Zach in everyone's mind." The queen is reminding me to help you." Look, James said to Eli, it was just an option with no extra choice.
New manuscript paper, new content. It seemed like something interesting, and Eli smiled, "Hahaha, he actually did such a thing~" He glanced at James, "What happened next? After you handcuffed him to the police station." The only time James arrested Zach, remember.
James was about to answer with an irritated face.
"Don't tell me~" Eli's smiling face turned from James to Madison. It was to inform him of his next action, not to ask for permission. He moved out all Madison's manuscripts, put them on the desk, and pushed them away completely. Madison, who was still stiff in the chair, sat down and said, "I'll see for myself~ It should be a pleasant experience~"
James looked at Eli gloomily as he began to look for the first chapter of the story, "We are here to work! We still have a case to solve!"
us.
Forget it, as if James in the mayor's office could resist both the mayor and Eli asking him why he was there.
But Eli's priorities are quite reasonable. First go to Darcy to inform him of his official involvement in the police case, and intervene in the Sabbat's strategic plan in Barton to help James gain reputation, right? Then, come with James Mill, come to Madison for more information on the case.
"Oh." Eli seemed to be reminded, waving his hand to Madison, "Start from the beginning, how did your employees discover the deceased, and then how did you intervene to call the police. Well..." His eyes were completely on the manuscript, "Be more detailed. , to be specific, this is my first time doing this kind of thing, be patient, I don’t have Zach’s, um, ‘talent’...” Shut up, and fiddled with several sheets of half-written manuscript paper in succession, “ What is this? Why hasn’t it been written yet?”
Well, you didn't need to look at James' gloomy face to know that Eli's mind was not on solving the case at all at this time. Zach’s story is more important.
Eli raised his eyebrows, still flipping through these unfinished manuscripts that were just outlines, "This one is about the Smith family control plan discussed by Fiona and Eve Rimmer..." The other one, "This one." One picture shows Poch Quinn as Grande's neighbor..." Another picture, "This is Mrs. Quinn's relationship with, haha, Nate's father..." shrugged Nate is a fan of Eli and doesn't go out during the day. Disappeared in the evening, not to be mentioned again, minor character, another one, "This is, ha, you and me, James."
Eli smiled and glanced at Madison, "Haha, I understand, this is what is happening, right? Barton is not big, but he is not small either~" He shook his head with a smile and returned to the manuscript papers to complete the story. "You must feel sorry. There are still many things happening in Barton, but your protagonist is no longer here..."
At this moment, two things happened simultaneously.
One is that the facial muscles finally could not bear the load, and Madison became paralyzed again.
Another thing, Eli picked up another piece of paper, and all the expressions on his face disappeared, "What is this? There is only one sentence, Zach's return." There is only the title, even the outline, no, not the outline, it is Madison There are no draft notes documenting the course of events.
Eli's eyes skipped the blushing James and looked at the paralyzed Madison. He was quiet for three seconds and said, "What does this mean? Your protagonist is dead, and you are going to start making up your own protagonist." What?"
Let's go back to the original topic. Eli is the reason why I have a head of colorful hair. The answer appears here.
In his study, Madison has not yet put on his hat, letting his scalp breathe. There is an unfinished manuscript in front of him, and Ms. West is avoiding him.
Madison blinked and took action.
He opened the drawer, took out all his manuscripts, and started stuffing them into the shredder without a moment's hesitation.
Accident? No, Madison has become accustomed to this kind of magical episode. I can responsibly tell you that it is quite convenient. This gave me an opportunity that no one could ever hope for, to change some huge, irreversible mistakes in the future. Like now.
The only flaw is that this kind of episode occurs a little bit before the mistake, which does not give Madison much space. There is only one chance, seize it or miss it forever, there is really no guarantee.
Just after Madison hastily stuffed the last draft of the current events into the shredder...
"Ah ha ha ha! I thought my personal style was already non-mainstream!" Eli bent over with a smile, and played with the colorful hair on his slightly cold fingers, "You are like a fermented rainbow~ You look like I’m a little nervous~ What are you doing?” (If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Please go to m.)