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My manuscript was rejected by the editor again. The editor said that it was wonderfully written, and it was so wonderful.

So why was it dismissed? Because the plot is too niche?

The editor said: "Love is the swan song of the ages, it will never go out of style at any time, and besides, you even moved me, do you know that I am known as the "Iron Mask Death", and I was moved by you!" ”

Or is the writing not elegant?

The editor said: "If you look at the current Internet environment, it is full of little kids' nonsense, and editors with strange tastes are a perfect match." Your writing is enough for them to bow down like gods. ”

Could it be that you have any preconceptions against me?

The editor said, "I'm so jealous of your talent, everybody will be jealous. ”

But it just can't be approved, why?

Editor: "It's too true. He took a long puff of cigarette, "I have never read a novel like this, the people in it seem to be alive, they have traces of life in the world, I actually cried when I saw the ending, can you imagine a forty-year-old man in tears?" He dusted off his cigarette ash and suddenly stood up again, "You're an experienced writer, and you should know what readers hate the most." Because it's so real, the protagonists are all mortals, they have vulnerabilities, they have injuries, to put it bluntly, it's what everyone has experienced, and it's also a wound that everyone doesn't want to mention again, and after reading a book like this, many people will feel abused. If you slap your parents in the face, will they give you a good look? Oh no, you're a nuclear bomb that blew them to pieces. ”

So be it, do you remember my name?

The editor thought for a while, "Your surname is Lu, Lu Qingchen ......" He was suddenly stunned, the cigarette in his mouth fell, and the cigarette butt burned to the manuscript, emitting a choking smell.

Lu Qingchen? Lu Qingchen! Isn't that exactly the character in the novel? Then all this was true, and his whole body was like a lightning strike, and he sat in a chair.

In the middle of the day, the editor immediately contacted the publisher "100 million copies, reprint immediately!" Do it as fast as you can! The editor turned around, but Lu Qingchen had disappeared.

It was like a puff of smoke and dust, drifting to the peach blossoms outside the window.

There was a yellowed manuscript on the table.

The editor carefully flipped through the manuscript:

In 1984, Lu Qingchen, who was still in junior high school, followed his father's footsteps and was about to go to a place called Dayan Mountain. It was a rural place, not poisoned by the smoky miasma of the city, but it was so vast and sparsely populated that it was rarely mentioned, and not even a map. If he had a choice, Lu Qingchen would never go there to live.

It's a pity that there are always more disappointments in life than wishes.

When you come to Dayan Mountain, you know that this place is green and clear, and the spirit is very beautiful, but the traffic is not convenient, you have to wait for the bus after taking the train, and the bus will drive for five or six hours before you really reach Dayan Mountain.

The breeze is blowing in the mountains.

There is only one stop sign on the side of the dirt road, and buses only come once a day. Lu's father arrived a few days earlier and had already moved into the village. So early in the morning, Lu Qingchen waited quietly under the street sign, surrounded by thousands of miles of fields, small finches on the old telephone poles, and one was almost squeezed off the pole, so his eyes widened and his legs stretched out, and he began to reprimand his companions angrily.

Lu Qingchen just stood here, he had too many complaints to make, but no one listened to them, so he developed the habit of hiding the complaints in his heart.

After a while, he saw a girl of his own age come to the station. The girl was very lively, and her long hair was draped behind her back like black satin. Carrying a heavy travel bag and wearing a crisp white dress, she walked along the border between the grass and the land. Sure enough, God closes a door, but He will open a window for you.

She walked to the stop sign and glanced at Lu Qingchen, who avoided her gaze. Two short children stood on both sides of the stop sign on the left and right, which was really a funny scene.

For the past five minutes, the girl could no longer stand and muttered, "Aren't you coming yet?" Lu Qingchen stood motionless beside him.

Ten minutes later, the girl was already like a sun-dried flower, her face was unhappy, she simply spread out a newspaper, sat on the grass and took a nap, and sighed: "Hey, this driver is not frequent and urgent?" Do you have to untie your hands once after driving a mile? No wonder it's so slow. ”

Lu Qingchen thought that this person was really special, and he spoke with a feeling of cheapness.

The girl suddenly stared at Lu Qingchen fiercely. "You! Don't turn your head to you, are you talking badly about me? ”

Lu Qingchen said: "What if you say it?" ”

The girl shook her fist proudly and said, "Hmph, do you know who I am?" ”

Lu Qingchen said: "I don't even know if you are a person. ”

The girl was not angry, but hesitated for a moment.

The bus also came at this time, and the two hurriedly got on the bus. The girl sat down and said nothing, perhaps Lu Qingchen's words touched her deeply.

Lu Qingchen placed his luggage and found that there were very few people on the bus, just like the green plants in the Gobi Desert, even if there were, they would disappear quickly, and the three or two people all stopped at the border city.

The bus was speeding between the roads, and only the driver, Lu Qingchen, and the girl were left in the car.

The driver was also bored, so he said, "You two are going to Dayan Mountain, right?" ”

Lu Qingchen said: "How can you guess it?" ”

The driver laughed; "Eh, there are three stops in this car round trip, the railway station, the border city, and Naqi Village at the foot of Dayan Mountain."

Lu Qingchen saw that there were actually four stations on the site map, and one of them was crossed out, so he asked, "In that case, what is crossed out on this site map?" ”

The driver said: "Originally, there was a "Blue Wolf Mountain" between the border city and Dayan Mountain, and there was an ancient temple in the mountain, but then it was somehow closed, and everyone gradually forgot about this place. But I still remember, it seems like there was an accident......"

When the driver mentioned Blue Wolf Mountain, the girl listened very carefully, and there was some indescribable brilliance in her eyes. When she was distracted, she found Lu Qingchen slowly sitting next to her.

Lu Qingchen's movements were very mechanical, and it seemed that he had made a lot of determination.

The girl said: "There is no need to apologize, I am not the kind of sentimental woman, you can compensate for some mental damages." ”

Lu Qingchen said: "If you don't want money, you can't give it to you." ”

The girl stared at a pair of big watery eyes and said, "Then what are you doing here?" ”

Lu Qingchen said: "This is called shameless questioning, it seems that you are a local, I will transfer to the middle school in Naqi Village today, please help me lead the way." ”

The girl was suddenly a little nervous, but also with a hint of joy, she said: "Oh~ Before, my tongue was so vicious, saying that I was not human, and now you want to beg me, your face is really thicker than the city wall, and you can't cut it with a knife." ”

Lu Qingchen said: "Then what do you want?" ”

The girl said: "Originally, I wanted some mental damage expenses, but you have no money when you look poor, so I can't help you." ”

Lu Qingchen said: "I haven't asked for the name of the heroine yet." ”

"You just call me...... The sunset, the sunset, the field. With that, she turned her head to look out the window at the blades of grass.

After several hours of driving, they finally arrived at Nasakimura Station, and the driver said, "You have to walk there from here, be careful not to get lost." ”

Yuno crossed his hands, looking unsettled and calm, and waved his hand to Lu Qingchen, which means "come with me".

It's March, and to enter Nazaki Village, you'll have to walk through a dense forest. This forest has the taste of a primeval forest, but there are no towering ancient trees, all low peach trees and grass, and many dirt roads trodden by people criss-cross, without the leadership of acquaintances, it will definitely be lost.

The two walked through the trees. Lu Qingchen saw that the thousands of buds on the branches of the tree were about to bloom, and it would be an unprecedented beauty.

Yuno said that this kind of blood-red peach blossom can only be found in Dayan Mountain, when the flowers bloom, the peach blossoms will fly all over the mountain, like surging flying blood, beautiful and abnormal.

Yuno said stupidly, "It was the most beautiful time, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life." ”

Lu Qingchen said: "Look at this situation, the blood peach blossom is about to bloom." ”

Yuno said: "The sting is when the flowers bloom. ”

Lu Qingchen said: "That's faster." ”

Yuno said: "But this kind of peach blossom is blooming and falling every three years, if you are not mistaken, it will bloom next year, and these buds are just used as nutrition for this winter, in order to make the flowers more vivid in the coming year." ”

Lu Qingchen shook his head and said, "Then you have seen it at least three times?" ”

Yuno said, "Only once." This sentence has a lot of meaning in Lu Qingchen's opinion, Xiye may have grown up here since he was a child, but for some reason he left Dayan Mountain for a long time; It could also be moved here five years ago.

Lu Qingchen pinched his watch, and after a twenty-three minute trek, he finally arrived at the entrance of Naqi Village.

Piercing through the fog, he had never seen such an amazing place.