After accompanying Yuan Shuiqing back to the door, Sun Quan, who returned to M City again, rarely went out, lived in the villa in Qinglong Bay with Yuan Shuiqing every day, wrote manuscripts, read books, and helped Yuan Shuiqing to walk around the community in the morning and evening, and occasionally took her to look at Yan Feiyan on the opposite Yan Cliff next to the waters of Qinglong Bay.

As May 12 drew closer, his words became less and less.

On the evening of May 8, when he was walking with Yuan Shuiqing in the community, Yuan Shuiqing suddenly asked him, "What's wrong with you these days?

Sun Quan was perfunctory at the time, "It's nothing, maybe there are a few days every month!"

Yuan Shuiqing gave him a roll of the eyes, thinking that he was fine, so he didn't continue to ask.

In this way, the time finally came to the 12th.

On this day, Sun Quan obviously didn't have the heart to code words, but he still trapped himself in the study and didn't go anywhere, only went downstairs during dinner.

In the afternoon, when he refreshed the author's forum, the news of the earthquake appeared on the forum.

Many authors in the post are praying for blessings over there, and many of them are familiar to Sun Quan.

He glanced at it a few times, then withdrew from the forum and did not look again.

After the news of this earthquake came out, he watched it for a long time, not only on the author's forum, but also on the Internet to search for related news.

But this time, he didn't want to watch it.

After being reborn, he has been afraid of what will happen to the butterfly effect of his rebirth.

Only this time, he hoped that the effect of his reborn little butterfly would make this tragedy never happen again.

Unfortunately, it all happened anyway.

Exiting the forum and turning off the computer, he silently lit a cigarette, in fact, since he learned that Yuan Shuiqing was pregnant, he had rarely smoked, for fear of affecting the child in her belly, but today he wanted to smoke one.

The smoke filled his eyes, he sank himself in the boss's chair, his eyes stared at the white ceiling in a daze, through the smoke in front of him, he couldn't see it very clearly, and the idea of the impermanence of life swirled in his mind.

He thought about his rebirth, the day before he was reborn, and he was still thinking about what to do. Do you start a new book? Or do you just close your pen and change your career?

Because the 404 tide was too terrifying, he couldn't help but break up, there was no clear standard, he said that if you seal you, he really felt that writing was a dead end for the first time, and he really had no interest in writing under such strict standards.

What's the point if you can't freely express what you want to express?

However, before he could make up his mind, fate kicked him back to 2006.

God didn't know it, only he knew he was back.

I hope that all the victims of this time will be reborn like me!

Sun Quan turned this thought in his heart, he didn't know what he had done before, whether he could save some people's lives this time, I hope he can!

When people live for a long time, they will realize the preciousness of life, and when they are young and frivolous, they always feel that death is far away from them, so they are never afraid of any danger and consequences......

Before being reborn, Sun Quan lived to be in his thirties and slowly understood some truths related to life.

For example: life is lived by people, so people are the most important, as long as people are still there, everything is possible, once people are gone, everything will lose meaning.

For example, people live for a lifetime, like plants and trees in autumn, exist, but they will soon disappear without traces.

……

After smoking one cigarette, Sun Quan didn't light a second one, and the whirring air purifier smoked the smoke in the study after a while.

He nestled in his chair with his eyes closed, motionless.

He knew that there was only so much he could do, he knew that his meager strength could not save everyone, but he knew that tens of thousands of compatriots would die in this tragedy, but he could only do so much, and his mood still couldn't help but fall into a low state.

He thought of the baby in Yuan Shuiqing's belly, and thought that if his family of three died suddenly like this one day, how innocent would the child be?

Maybe it's so small that it just hurts, right?

The door of the study was suddenly pushed open, Sun Quan didn't open his eyes, and Yuan Shuiqing's voice came from the door: "There is an earthquake, do you know?"

Sun Quan closed his eyes and did not make a sound, nor did he open his eyes.

After a while, Yuan Shuiqing walked up to him, leaned on the computer desk, and sighed lightly: "It seems that you are better informed than me, and you noticed it for the first time, alas! ”

Sun Quan still didn't say anything, and he still didn't open his eyes.

After a pause, Yuan Shuiqing said again: "Do you have any relatives over there?"

"Nope!"

Sun Quan finally said a word.

Yuan Shuiqing: "I don't have it at home, but I still want to do something for that side, even if it's for our baby!

Sun Quan finally opened his eyes, looked at her quietly, took a light breath, and nodded slightly, "What do you want to do?"

Yuan Shuiqing: "I haven't thought about it yet, do you have any ideas?"

Sun Quan: "Donate me a few months' manuscript fees! There are really very few other things we can do, and I estimate that there will be many people who will go over to help with the disaster relief in the future, and the road to that side may be very congested...... I want to donate a few months' manuscript fees, do you agree?"

Yuan Shuiqing was slightly surprised, "A few months of manuscript fees? You are now paying hundreds of thousands of manuscripts in a few months, right? So much, are you willing to do it?"

Sun Quan was indeed a little reluctant in his heart, he had been poor for too long before, before he was reborn, he had achieved nothing, the house was rented, the car was second-hand, and the savings he had accumulated by saving money was only about 100,000, so let him donate hundreds of thousands at a time, of course he would be a little reluctant.

But he still pursed his lips and nodded, "Didn't you say that the baby will accumulate blessings? ”

In fact, he was motivated by his own guilt.

Yuan Shuiqing looked at him for a while, sighed lightly, nodded, and said softly: "Okay! Since you have this heart, then donate! Anyway, we still have some savings." ”

Sun Quan got up and walked over and hugged Yuan Shuiqing in his arms.

He thought that Yuan Shuiqing would disagree, after all, what he just said was donating hundreds of thousands, and it was beyond his expectation that Yuan Shuiqing could go along with his wishes.

……

After that day, almost all the pages of domestic websites, such as the starting point, turned black and white, and they were all praying for good fortune over there.

There are also writers in the online literature circle who are very enthusiastic and go to the disaster area to help with disaster relief.

There are even more people who donate money and materials.

One of the more famous of them is the horse.

Sun Quan saw that on the author's forum, the horse posted photos of the disaster area almost every day, claiming that he had been helping in the disaster area.

Sun Quan had seen it once, and he knew that it wouldn't be long before the pony would be ruined, because someone had found all kinds of evidence to prove that he was not in the disaster area.

The most important thing is that the money donated by many writers to the horses and the money to help with disaster relief was eventually proved to be not used for disaster relief, but was intercepted by the horses themselves.

But Sun Quan did not stand up to expose the horse.

Because...... It won't be long before things turn around, and the pony will die.

This well-known writer of entertainment literature, a representative starting point, is a very talented and very good writer, and after a period of disrepute, the news of his death will be reported.

The money he withheld was not used for pleasure, but for his own healing.

But even so, after paying the price of disrepute, he still failed to save his life.

Therefore, Sun Quan remained silent about this matter.

It is naturally wrong for the horses to withhold the donations of the writers.

But the pony itself is a poor man.

His works were very fond of Sun Quan, and before this incident, the horse was also an author he liked very much.

It's a pity!

……

Time flies.

The shadow left by that great tragedy is still there, but for those who are alive, life has to go on, and Sun Quan's life still seems to be calm, code words, accompany his daughter-in-law, code words......

The recent plot of "Immortal Dragon Ring" is very outstanding, and the actor Xia Changle returned to the invincible posture of sweeping the border wasteland, which made the popularity of the book review area and the book fan group rise little by little.

There are more and more people tipping and voting for monthly tickets.

Subscription numbers for the book are also on the rise.

In the book review area and book fan groups, readers ask every once in a while - why don't you compete for the monthly ticket list this month?

Sun Quan himself was in the salted fish group and the Huaguo Mountain group, and he had seen a few book lovers Aite him, reminding him that the recent plot was powerful, and it was suitable for competing for a monthly ticket list.

Sun Quan occasionally replied, and the reason he gave was: "Recently, I have been lazy and have a bad hand speed, so I won't fight this month." ”

After getting such an answer from him, some people condemned him for being a salted fish and having no ambition.

Someone tempted him with tips and monthly passes, saying that as long as he competed for the rankings, the tips and monthly passes would be given to him.

But Sun Quan was still unmoved.

In the recent plot, he can adjust his state according to the outline and outline, and write it out little by little, but he is really not in the mood to compete for any monthly ticket list this month.

Maybe he's not in the mood for the next two or three months.

But......

Seeing that May was almost over, the editor in charge sent him a private message.

"Next month we will hold this year's Writers' Summit in Hangzhou, and let me inform you to attend on June 20th, can you come then? If you can come, we will send you an invitation letter later. ”

Writers' Summit?

Hangzhou?

Sun Quan was stunned, he didn't expect that this year's summit would be scheduled in June, and the location was Hangzhou, not the magic capital where the starting point headquarters was located.

Hangzhou is not too far from him.

The writers' summit at the starting point, he had been looking forward to it for many years, and he had always wanted to go, but he never had the opportunity, because it was a gathering of successful people, and it had nothing to do with him.

"By the way, I'll tell you a good news quietly, if you come here this time, you will get a prize, so, come on!"

When Sun Quan was still thinking about it, Daiyu probably thought he was hesitating, and suddenly sent such a private message.

Winning a prize?

I?

Sun Quan was a little surprised, smiled, he didn't hesitate any longer, and replied: "Okay!

Daiyu replied with a smiley face, "Great! You're here, I'll have face on my face!" ”