The beautiful world of the two is like a fairy tale interpretation of the ideal life full of fun, she selflessly integrates with nature, and revelss in this beautiful sea of dreams.

I devoted all my energy to the careful care of this little princess, to be exact, a little princess who had been seriously injured. I will do my best to meet all her requests. I am most afraid that she will be silent without saying a word, silence is gold for ordinary people, and for her, it means that the unbearable past is tormenting her heart. caused her to fall into a depressed mood and couldn't extricate herself. What I want to do is try to make her monotonous life as full as possible.

"Brother Wen, do you remember what you wrote for me?" she asked with interest.

"It's all written nonsense, and it's not thoughtful. "I was perfunctory.

"I especially like the feeling of the boy playing the flute and the girl reciting a little poem. Gentle and beautiful, it's really enviable. ”

"What I want to express is a romantic and sincere feeling, a kind of love that makes people feel poignant and regretful when they read it. "I recalled the article and struck up a conversation with her.

"Why did the boy change his mind when the girl was so infatuated with him?" she asked, puzzled.

"I didn't really think about it that much when I wrote it, it felt like a need for a plot twist. "I try to avoid talking about topics that tend to make her sad. Repeatedly pull objectivity. Try to steer the conversation away. Stay away from those pitfalls.

"Brother Wen, will you be like the boy in the article?" she asked aggressively.

This makes it difficult for me, my current role is very embarrassing, I don't know what my current identity is! is Xiaoya's brother, boyfriend, rescuer, psychological counselor, personal butler, guardian, bodyguard, playmate, friend or confidant. It seems that none of them are touched, and none of them are complete.

But in Xiaoya's mind, I only have one role - her lover. There is no doubt about this, she implicitly expresses her love and dependence on me. Maybe she felt that my conservatism was respectful to her, but she still felt that it was a bit redundant. It is a well-known thing that two people love each other and love each other, and it is also an innate instinct between men and women. It's a very natural and natural thing. However, we never crossed the thunder pond by half a step. It was incredible to her. She elevated it to the level of respect and love I had for her. The more I did this to her, the more she felt my nobility and preciousness.

In order for her condition to get better as soon as possible, I had to comfort her and say, "Of course not!"

I knew that sooner or later she would have to fly far, far away, and that she might never come back for the rest of her life. Now this time to get along, it may be a countdown.

She will soon go abroad and may spend the rest of her life abroad. The two of us will be separated from each other, one lovesickness and two sorrows.

The time together is cherished, even though this brief Freudian love ended in separation. But at least the time now belongs to the pure hearts of the two of us.

Although he was conflicted, he hoped that she could study abroad smoothly and have a good home, but he was reluctant to part with her.

As time went on, I came to feel that she had become an integral part of my life. In the days when she left in the future, I really didn't know how to spend it in depression and hesitation.

"Do you like reading my articles?" I quickly shifted the topic from the sensitive area to the safe area.

"I really like what you write, your emotions are delicate, your words are gorgeous, and the words feel like they were written by a woman. I think you're more suitable for writing romance works, and I'm looking forward to your long works. Am I lucky enough to be the first reader of your long story?", she commented.

"If you really like it, I have a good one, you can use it to relieve boredom and cure insomnia and depression when you can't sleep! When you can't sleep, you only need to read two chapters, and you will immediately feel sleepy, and you can fall asleep in less than half an hour, which is the so-called Wen's hypnosis. Others rely on drugs, Wen uses articles. It's very easy for me to start a business, just buy a book number and print more. One issued a special treatment for insomnia and depression, and the other put the sleeping pill factory out of business. We'll send it. I joked.

It made her mouth shut. I couldn't help leaning forward and leaning back, the smile I hadn't seen for a long time was bright and beautiful, and my face was obviously much more moisturized than before. Under my careful care, I am really recovering well.

"You're funny!," she said cheerfully, laughing.

"'The Rose and the Lily' I wrote it recently! You can read it. With that, I sent the e-book manuscript to her phone.

"Wow, it's really not too much to write! The file is so big!Can you spoil it?, what is the main thing to write?" She wanted to know the general content first.

I deliberately sold it. Leave a little suspense, "You can see it at a glance, the content? I don't want to sell myself and boast, I have to be judged by readers, but writing is what I want to write the most." ”

"You're really hiding it! We've been together for so long, and you haven't revealed anything to me, it seems that it's really a rare good work. I don't think I'm just writing about these two flowers, right?" she asked tentatively.

"Well, I guessed well! If you write about these two kinds of flowers, then you still need me! You can't know it directly in the encyclopedia, and people can write more authoritatively than me. ”

"What's the main thing to write about?" she asked, still repeatedly.

Impatient, I had to ask, "What do roses represent?"

"Roses represent love!" she replied without thinking.

"Clever, right! What does the lily mean?" I continued.

"A hundred years of good together! Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son! She seemed to have guessed a little.

"Yes, the lily represents marriage, so I ask you, what else can the title of this book be?" I asked her again.

This time she replied without hesitation: "Of course it's "Love and Marriage", this time it should be right!"

"Yes, it's really teachable!"

"Brother Wen, can you write me in too?" she suddenly became serious.

I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say, but her expression was very serious.

She continued: "I know this book, it took a lot of your effort, I think it's okay to be one of the heroines of your book?"

"Of course, I could insert relevant chapters into the book and write you in. But can you tell me why you want to be a character in my book?" I asked curiously.

"I can guess that the male protagonist in the book has your own shadow in him, and I want to be the heroine in it, so that even if we disappear from this world after a hundred years, at least we have left our own footprints in this world and recorded it in a book. There are no regrets. I'm sure you can write a good one. It's not to be remembered for eternity, just to prove that we have at least known and loved each other in this world!" she said to me sadly and affectionately, tears streaming from her eyes.