After lunch, Wang Xiao sent Zhuo Ling back to the downstairs of the dormitory, and then walked to the dormitory in the back mountain alone. At this time, it is the height of summer, and it is easy to get sleepy at noon. Wang Xiao also wanted to go back to the dormitory to take a nap. When he walked to the door of the dormitory, Wang Xiao suddenly thought that Su Ren might not have taken care of eating, and he should bring him a meal back, but unfortunately he forgot it in the cafeteria. However, this matter is not difficult for Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao pushed the door in, and saw that Su Ren was still coding words, so he said, "It's still coding words!" You didn't even bother to eat, did you? I've brought you a rice bowl of Kung Pao Chicken. ”

Wang Xiao took off his computer backpack, unzipped the backpack, put his hand into the backpack, and exchanged his good man card for a kung pao chicken rice bowl, and when his hand took it out again, there was an extra lunch box. Wang Xiao put the lunch box on the table, but Su Ren was like a fly, and his expression was focused, as if he hadn't heard or seen it.

Wang Xiao didn't bother Su Ren anymore, put the backpack on the bed, and then went to the balcony to wash his face. When Wang Xiao came back from washing his face, he saw Su Ren rubbing his eyes, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face. I only heard Su Ren stretch and say, "Oops, I've finally finished writing this plot, I'm really tired, it's done!" ”

"Done? I've got a boxed lunch for you, so eat it while it's hot! Wang Xiao wiped his face with a towel and walked over, looked at Su Ren's computer, and asked, "What did you write in the morning?" I didn't even bother to eat. ”

"What did you bring? Kung Pao Chicken Rice Bowl. Hehe, it's not bad, it smells so good, where did you buy it? Why didn't you bring chopsticks? Where did I put my spoon? Su Ren stood up and looked everywhere for his rice spoon.

"Zhuo Ling and I went to the cafeteria to eat, and I brought you one by the way!" Wang Xiao sat in front of Su Ren's computer.

"Isn't it? When did the school cafeteria get so good, a bowl of rice gave so much meat, then I will go to eat it in the future, I haven't been to the cafeteria for a long time, I didn't expect it to be so good now. Hey, here, found it, why did it get dirty like this? No one washed it off for me, really. Su Ren found his rice spoon and took it to the balcony to rinse it under the faucet, and the sound of running water came from above the balcony.

"That's what I specially asked the canteen master to add, and I gave more money. Do you think the cafeteria will be so conscientious? A rice bowl gives you so much meat. Wang Xiao said as he pulled the mouse to see the content of Wang Xiao's morning code. Su Ren only coded out seven or eight thousand words in the morning, but he finished explaining the emotional past of the good man.

Wang Xiao watched it without two glances. Although it is not easy to code novels, it is not difficult to read novels.

The emotional scene designed by Su Ren for the good guy is more old-fashioned, probably saying that the good guy was originally a secret agent, and during a mission, he met a beautiful woman who looked very innocent. The good man fell in love with the beautiful woman at first sight, and was good to the beautiful woman with all his heart, but what the good man didn't expect was that later the mission failed, and the good man finally found out that the beautiful woman was actually a spy. From the very beginning, the beautiful woman was acting with him, and he was so heartfelt and heartfelt, but in the end it was just a joke. The good man was sad and ran away, and then something happened, and the female spy found out that only good people really loved her, and good people were also the ones she really loved. Therefore, the female spy went to the good guy and wanted to renew the old friendship with the good guy, but the good guy refused and decided to die alone.

In short, the story is a bit old-fashioned. However, the words that the good man finally said made Wang Xiao feel a little new.

"You've always wondered if I really love you? Actually, I've been struggling with this question for a long time. Today I finally thought clearly, in fact, I have never loved you. Because, I never knew who you were! I just put a good hope on you, but you completely tore it up with your own hands, little by little. If I ask if I love you now, I can only answer like this, I can't figure out who you are, and I don't know if I love you or not. Perhaps, you are a very good person. Perhaps, I will fall in love with the real you. But alas, I can't be sure what you really look like.

To love someone, maybe you don't need a reason. But to love someone, you must know what she is like. Maybe she's ugly, maybe she's bad-tempered, maybe she's lazy, you can't find anything cute about her, but you know what she's like, she's a real presence to you. Only in this case will you know that love really exists, otherwise it is nothing more than fantasy. I used to be kind to you, but I worked hard with good hopes and wanted to be happy. But I'm getting more and more confused about what to think of you. I don't know if you're vicious or innocent. I don't know if you're beautiful or ugly. I don't know if you're infatuated or abusive. I struggled with this contradictory perception, and until now, I have lost hope in you.

You may be good, you may be bad, but it doesn't make sense to me, and I don't want to have any contact with you anymore, and I don't want to get to the bottom of it. I'm tired, I just want to live a simple life, even if it's a person who stays alone, it's a rare happiness for me.

Yes, that's what I really think, I just don't want to touch you anymore. You are an impenetrable fog to me, a terrible nightmare, and I don't want to step into it again, even if I try it.

I won't hate you either. Hating you won't do me any good.

I just want to forget about you. ”

This long passage is really long enough, and it is difficult for a good person to say it clearly. Wang Xiao was tired of watching it, and couldn't help but admire Su Ren for being really talented, and he was able to make up such wonderful lines. But soon Wang Xiao realized that something was wrong, Su Ren was writing a novel, this was obviously writing about his heart, he was artistically processing the matter with Jin Lu, and confided in his heart knot in a fictitious scene.

Wang Xiao couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

At this time, Su Ren washed the rice spoon, returned to the dormitory from the balcony, picked up the boxed lunch of Kung Pao Chicken, and said while gobbling it up: "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's really delicious." Wang Xiao, I kind of found out, every time you bring back the food is very delicious, but if we go to buy it, it will be very unpalatable. These cooking chefs are really powerful, even if you are a little more handsome than us, but you can't be like this, I want you to bring food in the future. ”

The meals that Wang Xiao brought back from outside were usually redeemed with good person cards, and they were of course more delicious than those made by ordinary chefs. Wang Xiao couldn't tell Su Ren about this, so he smiled faintly and changed the topic: "Su Ren, the emotional drama you designed for good people is too sad, right?" Now there are a lot of male protagonists in urban novels who are not women, and you have a lonely old age here, will anyone read it? Moreover, I don't think this plot design is reasonable, who would talk so much nonsense when it's okay. In my opinion, the last tirade of a good guy is completely unnecessary, and you only need a simple sentence to explain the plot so much. ”

"And how do you say to write it?" Su Ren buried his head in eating.

"Just one sentence is enough. I don't love you, I don't hate you, I just want to forget about you. How crisp and neat you have to write like this, why write so long, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, readers will be tired after reading it. In fact, from the storyline you designed, you don't need to say that so many readers can understand it, and you shouldn't underestimate the intelligence of readers. If you think about it seriously, a female spy, I don't know which sentence is true and which sentence is false, maybe when she stabs her in the back, which man can stand this kind of woman? You don't have to say it to make it clear, the reader can understand it. Wang Xiao tried his best to persuade Su Ren to modify this paragraph, because his prototype couldn't accept this kind of nonsense.

All the while, there was a fear in his heart. That is, Zheng Fei doesn't know what the real him is, and the existence of the good guy card is a secret that he can never say, but if this concealment is known to Zheng Fei one day, he doesn't know how Zheng Fei will react. But he didn't want to see that Zheng Fei would be in the same mood as Su Ren at this time.

Su Ren didn't move for a long time, and ate a mouthful of food in his mouth, neither chewing nor swallowing.

Because Wang Xiao also had something on his mind, he looked at Su Ren's strange appearance, and quietly didn't say anything.

After a long time, Su Ren moved. He tried to swallow the dish in his stomach, but suddenly made a vomiting sound. He couldn't swallow the food, and he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to spit it out. Then, Wang Xiao saw Su Ren run into the bathroom, and the sound of violent painful vomiting came from the bathroom.

After vomiting, Su Ren washed his face and returned to the dormitory.

Su Ren looked at Wang Xiao and said expressionlessly, "Don't you want to be seen by Jin Lu with these words?" I know, you can see it, this line I arranged for the good people is actually what I want to say. This line is my truest feeling, and I think it has value for the world. For those who have had the same experience as me, you can learn from it. ”

"Oh?" Wang Xiao didn't expect Su Ren to guess like this, and he didn't know what to say.

Actually, maybe he also has the meaning of Su Ren's conjecture, but it is not the main meaning.

The main thing is that this is Su Ren's idea.

"Wang Xiao, have you watched "A Thousand Mountains and Twilight Snow"?" Su Ren suddenly asked again.

"What's that?" Wang Xiao asked rhetorically.

"There is a line in the male protagonist in it, which I think is quite classic. That sentence goes like this, if I don't really have it, why am I afraid of losing? Jin Lu is an elusive fog to me, and I have never caught her, so I am not afraid of losing her. If she sees this line, I don't care what she thinks. After all, I code a novel, not a social documentary, which is basically fictional, inevitably using exaggerated techniques, and it is not 100% aimed at her, just to express a concept. Of course, I don't want her to see this if I can. I beg you one thing, don't tell anyone that I'm writing this novel. ”

(To be continued)