The day after the new work was released, I was called by Miss Wenyu. The last time this kind of thing happened, it seems that the work was eunuched. To be honest, I was still very unsettling.

"Ya Lijiu, you're finally here."

"Miss Wenyu, what's the matter this time?"

"Letters to your readers, the response to the new work is very great!"

"Huh? Is that so? ”

It always feels so troublesome to hold a thick pile of letters from readers and go back, but now there are still readers who can write letters, at least you have to read them carefully.

"The new work is super beautiful! There's a big gap between the new work and the previous one!"

It's almost all like this, plus a lot of opinions on the new work. I smiled and continued to flip through the next one, and when the thick letters from readers were almost at the bottom, one caught my attention.

"Lack of soul

I've read all of my teacher's works, but without exception, the soul is missing, and I wonder if it's the content of the book or the author's heart that has lost the soul."

Of all the letters from readers, this one is the least, but it is indeed the only one that is the most important.

"Lijiu, what's wrong."

Sakura Bai suddenly lay on my back and asked.

"Hmm! Not...... It's nothing. ”

"His face has changed."

"Hmm...... Is that so. "I handed the letter to Sakurahaku.

"The secret has been discovered." After reading it, Sakura said lightly.

"Huh? You...... Why would you know! ”

"Well, no, I'm your exclusive illustrator."

Every time Sakura Hakura draws an illustration, it fits my story very well, no matter what kind of story, she can be perfectly matched with the illustration.

"From the very beginning, I wanted to ask why you understood me so well."

"Because we're alike."

Vague answers, where is it very similar, it's obviously a world of difference.

Looking at Sakura Bai in front of him, listening to this vague answer, he smiled lightly.

"Is that so......"

"There are a lot of hidden places, but if you look closely, you can see it."

"Huh? What do you see? ”

"I don't know."

It's this kind of ambiguous answer again, and I have to say that this kind of answer is really the fastest answer to end the topic.

I opened the drawer at hand and took the letter from the reader and placed it underneath the perimeter of my work. I have to say that the font of this handwritten letter is very beautiful.

What is soulless, the content is still the heart, and my answer should be the heart. I'm probably a little bit of a daze now.

I didn't experience the feeling of being saved by anyone, nor did I experience the feeling of being saved by anyone, but I wrote novels because I felt very happy.

The new work may be just a whim, or it may be a relatively beautiful story created by chance.

"Hey Yingluo, I'm Lijiu." I dialed Yingluo's phone, but I didn't expect it to be connected in an instant.

"Of course you know it's a senior! What's the matter, are you ready to confess to me? I'll agree with you well! ”

"No, it didn't mean anything like you confessed."

"It's too much, senior!"

"Compared to this, Yingluo, can you tell me how to make the work have a soul?"

The other end of the phone suddenly fell silent, and there was no response for a long time.

"Yingluo?"

"I guess there's a strange feeling." Yingluo's voice was a little lost, but it was surprisingly serious.

"Strange feelings?"

For example, if you describe a girl in love, the feeling of unrequited love will definitely be more than the feeling of affection and love. I will also know more about the cherishing of love, and that's it, senior. ”

"Thank you...... I kind of understand ......"

"You don't understand."

There was a slight laugh on the other side, and before I could speak, Yingluo hung up the phone.

"Senpai is such a fool." Yingluo looked at the call log displayed on the phone screen and smiled stupidly.

But how nice it would be if she was really happy, Yingluo, like many people, laughed and laughed, and cried.

"I can be strong because of you! Why...... It's not me by your side! In the dark space, Yingluo finally cried.

"The soul of the work, but it's all because of you, the most special you, you who saved me!"

It was pitch black all around, maybe like knowing that she would never get Lijiu's heart.