Elephant Mountain Stone Pool, by the beach.

Tang Xiaosheng lay quietly on the soft sand, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes staring at the starry sky overhead, trying to recall the dream just now.

In his dream just now, Yue'er cried very sadly, tears rained down, she seemed to have something on her mind, and she kept telling Tang Xiaosheng to do an important thing.

However, Tang Xiaosheng tried hard to recall the content of the dream, but he never remembered what Yue'er was crying for.

Dreams often occur at the level of the subconscious, and when a person wakes up from a dream, the subconscious mind will automatically hide, so when you wake up, you may not remember many things in the dream.

In the past ten years, Tang Xiaosheng has often dreamed, and often dreamed of Yue'er. Whenever I wake up from a dream, I often forget what happened in the dream.

It's just that Yue'er rarely cries so sadly in her dreams. Although it was just a dream, Tang Xiaosheng still wanted to know what Lu Daoyue'er was crying for.

It's a pity that after thinking about it for more than two hours, Tang Xiaosheng still couldn't recall the details of the dream.

Before I knew it, it was getting brighter.

On the eastern side of the sea, the morning sun rises like a fireball, reflecting the sea crimson like the cheeks of a shy girl.

After watching the sunrise, Tang Xiaosheng did not leave, but continued to sit on the beach, while blowing the refreshing sea breeze, looking at the sea, and constantly thinking about the moon in his mind.

When Tang Xiaosheng dreamed of Yue'er last night, Yue'er was standing on a beach, and the beach in the dream was very similar to the beach in Xiangshan Shipu in front of him. It is precisely because of this that Tang Xiaosheng decided to stay by the beach for a while today.

When sitting on the beach. Tang Xiaosheng would fantasize from time to time that Yue'er suddenly emerged from the sea, but unfortunately, fantasy is fantasy after all, after sitting on the beach for more than ten hours, Tang Xiaosheng is still alone.

It wasn't until about three o'clock in the afternoon that Tang Xiaosheng packed his travel bag and turned around and left the beach. He's run out of food in his travel bag and needs to go back to a nearby store to buy some food.

After buying food, Tang Xiaosheng found an Internet café, the same as before. He secretly took another shower in the bathroom of an Internet café. After washing. Started surfing the Internet in Internet cafes and watching TV dramas.

During this period of wandering, he spent an average of two days on the net and accumulated three months. He has rewatched all the TV series he watched when he was a child. When sitting in front of the computer in the Internet café again today. Tang Xiaosheng suddenly didn't know what to do.

After two hours in an internet café. Tang Xiaosheng suddenly left the Internet café with his travel bag on his back, and an hour later, he returned to the beach in Shipu.

At this time. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Putting the travel bag on the ground, Tang Xiaosheng sat on the beach and looked around, there was still no one near this beach tonight, and it was quiet.

The reason why Tang Xiaosheng suddenly returned to this beach was because of the dream about Yue'er last night. Since this dream, Yue'er's crying in the dream has been constantly appearing in Tang Xiaosheng's mind, lingering.

Until this time, Tang Xiaosheng still couldn't remember what Yue'er was crying for in his dream. And when he returns to this beach tonight, he hopes to find the answer.

Tang Xiaosheng is going to sleep on this beach for another night, hoping to dream of Yue'er again like last night.

After sitting on the beach, like last night, Tang Xiaosheng lay down, then held the guitar in front of him and played the song "The Legend of Ziwen" alone.

The crisp sound of the guitar continued to echo on the beach, accompanied by the faint moonlight, and gradually, Tang Xiaosheng finally fell asleep again......

……

Earth time and space 13, home beach.

"Why did Brother Tang go so fast?"

Yang Ziwen, who was standing on the beach, wiped the tears on her cheeks with her slender hand, and said coquettishly. A few minutes ago, she had just met Tang Xiaosheng, and she wanted to persuade Tang Xiaosheng to write a novel, but as a result, Tang Xiaosheng disappeared just halfway through the persuasion.

finally met Tang Xiaosheng once, but failed to persuade successfully, Yang Ziwen couldn't help but blame herself, and she didn't know when Lu Dao would be able to see Tang Xiaosheng again.

Cleaning up her depressed mood, Yang Ziwen sighed softly and was about to sit back on the beach.

But before she could sit down, at this moment, with a buzz, an almost transparent light suddenly flashed on the beach, and after a while, the light condensed into a white figure.

Yang Ziwen looked at it, and her pretty face suddenly showed joy, because she unexpectedly found that this white figure was Tang Xiaosheng.

"Brother Tang, you're here again!" Yang Ziwen asked happily, she resisted her impulse and did not run towards Tang Xiaosheng, who was ten meters away.

"Yue'er, what's wrong with you?" Tang Xiaosheng's eyes fell on Yang Ziwen's delicate face, and he noticed that there were tears, and asked, "Why are you crying, what's wrong?" ”

Yang Ziwen snorted lightly and said, "It's not that you bullied me!" ”

"I bullied you?" Tang Xiaosheng frowned, "When did I bully you?" ”

Yang Ziwen pouted: "I asked you to write a novel, why don't you write it?" ”

Tang Xiaosheng was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he seemed to remember something, and asked, "Why did you ask me to write a novel?" Knowing that writing is not my forte, aren't you deliberately embarrassing people? ”

Yang Ziwen said: "I didn't mean to, if you don't write a novel, the consequences will be very, very serious." ”

"Really?" Tang Xiaosheng joked in a joking tone, "Could it be that if I don't write novels, I can still affect the peace of the universe?" ”

Yang Ziwen confessed: "It's more serious than this!" If you don't write a novel, the entire world will be destroyed, and all people will disappear, including me! ”

After listening to her words, Tang Xiaosheng couldn't help but smile and said, "Come on, you, if you want to fool me, at least you have to think of a high-end reason." ”

"What I said is true!" Yang Ziwen looked solemn and explained seriously, "The '13th Earth Time and Space' we are in is reflected in the novel you wrote. If you don't write a novel, this plane will collapse, and everyone in the plane will disappear completely. I'm going to die too......"

"What nonsense." Tang Xiaosheng immediately interrupted and threatened in a deep voice, "What death?" Dare to talk nonsense, I'll beat you. ”

"I'm not talking nonsense." Yang Ziwen was a little aggrieved, "What I said is true, if you don't want to watch me die, hurry up and write a novel." If you don't write, I'll cry...... Woowoo...... Woowoo woo ......"

After speaking, the tip of her nose was sour, and Yang Ziwen's watery eyes were already moist. Not much. Crystal tears were already spilling out of the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this sudden scene, Tang Xiaosheng was a little caught off guard: "You...... Why are you really crying? As for it? ”

"Of course...... Woowoo...... If Brother Tang didn't write novels, Yue'er wouldn't be able to live...... Woowoo...... Anyway, Brother Tang doesn't hurt Yue'er anymore, Yue'er is dead...... Woowoo woo ......"

Yang Ziwen said. While wiping tears non-stop. The more she cried, the harder she cried. Tears came down like rain.

Seeing her formation, Tang Xiaosheng suddenly softened a little. This girl's killer weapon is indeed amazing, and she compromised: "Okay, Yue'er, be good, don't cry, I promise you." ”

Hearing this, Michelle Yeung snorted and asked in a coquettish voice: "Do you agree to write a novel?" ”

"You're crying like this, can I not write?" Tang Xiaosheng coughed and said, "However, let's talk about the ugly things in the front, writing has never been my strong point, and I have never read novels, let alone written them, if I really want to write novels, I need time to study and study them." ”

"No research." Yang Ziwen said, "The idea, theme, outline and plot of the novel you want to write have already been determined, and even the title of the book has been determined, and the name of the novel is "The Imposter Traverser". ”

"Imposter Traverser?" Tang Xiaosheng frowned, "What is this?" ”

"It's not a thing, it's a novel." Yang Ziwen explained, "Brother Tang, what you are going to write is a time-traveling novel, which tells the story of Yue'er. The heroine is Yue'er, and the male protagonist is Tang Xiaosheng, the two grew up together in Baiyang Village when they were children, they played together, watched TV, and played together. Later, Yue'er passed away, and Tang Xiaosheng was very sad. Because Tang Xiaosheng missed Yue'er so much, his powerful thoughts finally reflected a time and space of "Journey to the West". In order to go to the time and space of "Journey to the West" to find Yue'er, Tang Xiaosheng researched a time and space shuttle machine, and the name of the machine is Moonlight Treasure Box. After Tang Xiaosheng and Yue'er reunited, they found out that the world was a novel, and in order to find the author of the novel, they went to other earth time and space, and pursued the 'No. 13 Earth time and space', and found Ziwen and Yameng in that time and space......"

Yang Ziwen gushed about the plot of "The Imposter Traverser" from beginning to end, and Tang Xiaosheng, who was standing opposite, was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this girl to make up the story so neatly.

After more than half an hour, Yang Ziwen finally briefly stated the general plot of the story of "The Imposter Traverser", and after listening to it, Tang Xiaosheng joked: "I can't see it, your ability to make up is quite strong, and you are not under me." ”

Yang Ziwen pouted: "I'm not making it up, the plot I just said is true, all these things have really happened." Brother Tang, have you memorized the plot outline of "The Imposter Traverser" I just told you? ”

"How is it possible to remember?" Tang Xiaosheng asked rhetorically, "The plot of "Imposter Traverser" you said is so chaotic, who can remember it?" ”

"No, you have to remember!" Yang Ziwen said, "You must completely follow this outline, if you scribble, you may not be able to map the '13th Earth space-time'." Therefore, you have to write strictly according to the outline, or I may disappear......"

"Okay, okay, I can't stand you." Tang Xiaosheng agreed, "I have already written down the outline you said, and I will write it according to this outline." ”

"Did you really remember the outline?"

"Yes."

"And when are you going to start writing "Imposter Traverser"?"

"I'll take a look at it, and I'll write when I have time."

"Brother Tang, you have to move quickly, don't delay for too long." Yang Ziwen earnestly advised, "Write the novel as soon as possible, so that 'Earth Time and Space 13' can be stabilized as soon as possible." Also, this novel is very important, you must write it carefully, write it with your heart, and try to attract as many readers as possible. The more readers there are, the easier it is to map the '13th Earth space-time', and if no one reads the novel, it may not be able to map the time and space. Therefore, you must write the novel beautifully and win more readers. ”

Tang Xiaosheng raised his eyebrows: "Yue'er." You don't have to take an inch! I'm willing to write a novel, I've already given you enough face, and you dare to ask so much? You're deliberately teasing me, aren't you? ”

"Nope." Yang Ziwen looked aggrieved, pursed her mouth, and explained, "Brother Tang, don't be unconfident in yourself, since the novel "Fake Traverser" is destined to be written by you, I believe you must be the most suitable person, just be bold enough to write it." There shouldn't be a problem. There was a pause. Cautiously asked, "Brother Tang, are you still wandering now?" ”

Tang Xiaosheng said: "Yes, it's still in Ningbo." In a few days, I will prepare to go to Hangzhou-Zhou. ”

Yang Ziwen asked, "Isn't it boring for you to wander alone?" ”

Tang Xiaosheng said: "One person can go online. It's okay to hang around. You can watch TV, you can sing, how can you be bored? ”

Yang Ziwen's eyes swept away. looked at the acoustic guitar Tang Xiaosheng held in his hand, remembered something, and asked softly: "Brother Tang, I heard that you wrote a new song for Ziwen, called "The Legend of Ziwen"?" ”

Tang Xiaosheng nodded.

Yang Ziwen's heart moved slightly, pursed her lips, and asked in a low voice: "Can you sing the song "The Legend of Ziwen" to me?" ”

"Now?"

"Hmm." Yang Ziwen said, "I want to hear it." ”

Tang Xiaosheng thought for a while and agreed: "Okay." ”

Seeing this, a hint of joy flashed in Yang Ziwen's beautiful eyes, and she also sat on the beach, looking at Tang Xiaosheng with antiquity, I don't know what this "Legend of Ziwen" is like.

After sitting down, Tang Xiaosheng held the guitar, calmed down slightly, and after brewing for a while, his fingers moved, and the crisp guitar sound flowed out from his fingers, and after a soothing guitar prelude, Tang Xiaosheng began to sing the lyrics of "The Legend of Ziwen": "Some people say that ...... in a distant place"

When Tang Xiaosheng sang the first lyrics, suddenly, his voice stopped, and at the same time, his body began to become transparent again, and after a while, there was a bang, like a bubble bursting, Tang Xiaosheng's body disappeared from the beach.

In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

"Brother Tang!"

Yang Ziwen called out urgently, her pretty face showed an anxious look, she got up from the beach, and looked around in surprise, looking for Tang Xiaosheng's figure.

"Baby, Tang Xiaosheng is gone, he should have woken up again." At this time, a familiar man's voice sounded in her ears, and Yang Ziwen turned her head to look, only to find that Tang Xiaosheng was already standing beside her at some point.

Yang Ziwen said: "I have just told Tang Xiaosheng about writing novels, and he also promised to start writing novels. ”

Tang Xiaosheng nodded: "I heard the conversation between you and Tang Xiaosheng." ”

"......" Yang Ziwen was speechless for a moment, Tang Xiaosheng seemed to be always eavesdropping on her conversation with Tang Xiaosheng, Liu Mei bent, and asked Tang Xiaosheng with concern, "The plot outline of "Fake Traverser" is so confusing, I only told Tang Xiaosheng once, can he remember it?" ”

Tang Xiaosheng shook his head: "Of course I can't remember." After Tang Xiaosheng woke up from his dream, he couldn't remember many things in the dream, and it is estimated that he may not even have an impression of the title of "The Imposter Traverser". Of course, he can't be blamed for this, because human dreams are originally a reflection of the subconscious, and when people are awake, the subconscious mind is automatically hidden, and the content of the dream is usually not recalled. ”

Yang Ziwen was slightly uneasy: "If Tang Xiaosheng can't recall the outline of "The Imposter Traverser", how can he write a novel?" ”

Tang Xiaosheng analyzed: "Although Tang Xiaosheng can't recall the content of the dream, the outline of the novel is already hidden in his subconscious. In other words, the outline was already hidden in his head, and he just needed to dig it out himself. One day, when he has a flash of inspiration, this subconscious will emerge, and then he will start to create "The Imposter Traverser". Of course, Tang Xiaosheng does not think that the idea of this novel comes from his subconscious, but feels that it is his own inspiration. ”

Yang Ziwen understood a little and said: "In other words, tonight's dream is like a seed, which has been planted in Tang Xiaosheng's subconscious, and Tang Xiaosheng himself doesn't know the Tao for the time being." One day, when this seed takes root and sprouts, Tang Xiaosheng will have the idea of writing a novel, and then start writing a novel? ”

Tang Xiaosheng nodded: "It's almost understandable." The inspiration for literary and artistic creation is originally conceived from the subconscious of people. ”

Yang Ziwen was curious: "When will Tang Xiaosheng have creative inspiration?" ”

Tang Xiaosheng said: "It's hard to say, it depends on how much Tang Xiaosheng misses Yue'er and his own understanding." Tang Xiaosheng now misses Yue'er very much. This longing will continue to accumulate energy in his subconscious. The deeper the longing, the more energy will be accumulated. When this energy accumulates to a certain extent, Tang Xiaosheng will be in pain and very uncomfortable, and when the time comes, he needs to find a way to vent this painful emotion. ”

After a pause, he continued to analyze, "The methods of venting emotions are roughly divided into two categories, one is a negative method and the other is a positive method. Negative approach. It is alcoholism, smoking, drug addiction, sexuality, suicide and other methods of self-depravity. Positive approach. It is to sublimate this painful emotion that has accumulated in the bottom of the heart, and transform the pain into inspiration for artistic creation. All kinds of artists, whether painters or poets. Philosopher. Musician. Sculptors, or novelists, their creations are born out of the need of the heart. Their work is the result of a sublimation of an inner need. In short, either degenerate or sublimate. ”

Yang Ziwen nodded, remembered something, and asked, "Tang Xiaosheng won't choose to fall, right?" ”

Tang Xiaosheng comforted: "Don't worry, Tang Xiaosheng shouldn't fall." Degradation requires capital, not if you want to fall, you can fall, even if Tang Xiaosheng wants to fall, he has no money in his pocket. Therefore, after sublimating his negative emotions, he has no choice. Tang Xiaosheng's thoughts about Yue'er are fermenting little by little, and if this situation continues, he will soon be sublimated. ”

……

Another space-time, the N-Earth space-time.

Tang Xiaosheng, who had been asleep for a long time, slowly opened his eyes, swept his gaze, and found himself lying on the beach, holding an acoustic guitar in both hands.

"Dreaming of the moon again?"

After waking up, Tang Xiaosheng did not get up immediately, but lay quietly, and then tried to recall the dream just now. In the dream, he and Yue'er met again on the beach, and Yue'er seemed to have said a lot to him, but at this time, Tang Xiaosheng couldn't remember what Yue'er said.

"Whew-"

Tang Xiaochang sighed long, and every time he woke up, he couldn't remember the contents of the dream, which made him quite helpless.

"What the hell is Yue'er trying to tell me?"

With such doubts, Tang Xiaosheng pondered on the beach all night.

For the next five days, Tang Xiaosheng wandered in Xiangshan County during the day and slept by the beach at night.

It wasn't until March 9, 2012 that Tang Xiaosheng left Xiangshan County and went to Hangzhou, where he planned to see the West Lake.

Zhao Yazhi's version of the TV series "The Legend of the New White Lady" was filmed in Hangzhou-Zhou West Lake, and Tang Xiaosheng wanted to take a look.

Hangzhou-Zhou is not very far from the city of Ningbo, only about 200 kilometers. After 7 days of hiking, on March 16, Tang Xiaosheng successfully arrived in Hangzhou. Two days later, on March 18, Tang Xiaosheng finally got his wish and came to the destination - Hangzhou-Zhou West Lake.

When visiting the West Lake, Tang Xiaosheng has been trying to recall the pictures about the West Lake in "The Legend of the New White Lady", and the most classic picture is the plot of the White Lady standing in a pavilion in the first episode and discovering Xu Xian on the broken bridge.

The so-called fate to meet thousands of miles away, this kind of picture is always very attractive. So, after arriving at the West Lake scenic spot, Tang Xiaosheng has been looking for the broken bridge and pavilion, and wants to see the scene of the TV series White Lady discovering Xu Xian.

In the West Lake scenic spot, Tang Xiaosheng soon found the broken bridge, but near the broken bridge, he did not find the pavilion where the White Lady Station. Tang Xiaosheng specially searched for a long time, but still didn't find it.

It wasn't until later that he inquired with a female tour guide and found out that the pavilion where the White Lady stood in the TV series "The Legend of the New White Lady" was not near the broken bridge, but in Hangzhou Gushan Park. In fact, the White Lady stood in that pavilion and couldn't see the broken bridge of the West Lake. The scenes in the TV series are obviously spliced together through lens editing.

After getting this truth, Tang Xiaosheng was somewhat disappointed. However, this did not affect his mood for visiting West Lake.

I have to admit that West Lake is indeed a good place to cultivate the mind and relax the mind.

Tang Xiaosheng played in West Lake for a total of three days, and after visiting West Lake, he began to wander in Hangzhou-Zhou for nearly half a month. At night, he usually chooses to spend the night in an Internet café, and for a few nights he didn't find an Internet café, so Tang Xiaosheng had to rest in the underground passage of the city.

Speaking of the underpass in Hangzhou-Zhou, Tang Xiaosheng really wanted to give a few praises, the passage was not only very clean, but also extremely empty. When playing the guitar in the underpass, the sound is particularly good, with a natural reverberation effect.

Tang Xiaosheng originally wanted to stay in Hangzhou-Zhou for a few more days, but one thing disrupted his plan. On April 5, 2012, Qingming Festival, when Tang Xiaosheng went to the bank to withdraw money, he found that the money in his bank card was less than 2,000 yuan.

From August 2011 to April 2012, Tang Xiaosheng did not go to work for more than half a year, and the money he had saved before was almost exhausted, leaving only more than 1,700 yuan.

Although Tang Xiaosheng is wandering now, he spends a lot on food and drink every day, and 1,700 yuan can't last long.

Considering this problem, Tang Xiaosheng knew that his wandering plan should be over, and it was time to find a job. Although his depression is not yet good, he still thinks about the moon every day, but depression can't be eaten, and he still has to find a job.

So, on April 14, 2012, after wandering for nearly five months, Tang Xiaosheng left Hangzhou-Zhouzhou and returned to the city where he originally lived, returning to the rental house where he lived before.

During his wanderings, Tang Xiaosheng had been paying rent for this dilapidated rental house. Yue'er once lived in this rental house for seven days, and there are good memories of Yue'er here, and Tang Xiaosheng was reluctant to move out.

After returning to the rental house, the next day, April 15, Tang Xiaosheng went to the computer city to prepare for finding a job. In the computer city, he met an old friend, Huo Xing, a computer salesman.

Huo Xing once taught Tang Xiaosheng a lot of tricks to fool customers, and the relationship between the two was not bad. Last year, Huo Xing was just a computer salesman, but now Huo Xing has been upgraded, and he has opened a store in the computer city alone this year and has become his own boss. Huo Xing has been in the computer city for seven or eight years, and has accumulated a certain amount of experience, contacts and funds, and opening a store is a matter of course.

"Where have you been for more than half a year, why is there no news at all?" When they met, Huo Xing asked Tang Xiaosheng puzzled, "Didn't you do a good job in the computer city last year, why did you leave suddenly?" ”

Tang Xiaosheng smiled faintly and said, "I went out to play, and now that the money has been spent, I am now preparing to find a job." ”

"Looking for a job?" Huo Xingshun said, "My store has only been open for three months, and I am short of manpower, do you want to help in my store?" ”

Tang Xiaosheng politely refused: "I have already found a job." ”

Huo Xing was curious: "What job?" ”

Tang Xiaosheng replied: "I want to write a novel. (To be continued......)