Zhou Yu was joking with Xu Shuang and Liu Jia, two beauties, saying that if they could help their relatives, they must be big beauties.

made Xu Shuang and Liu Jia feel that this guy's heart is not right, it must be the weasel greeting the New Year with the chicken, or the drunkard's intention is not to drink.

At this point, there are already more than 100,000 words, and they will be on the shelves in a few days. It can be collected after it rose one day, and it has not risen for a month.

As a street writer, I am very hesitant in my heart, I don't know how to write, and is there any need to write it?

When another night came, there was silence outside the window, only a crescent moon hung in the sky, sprinkling a cold glow, the distant mountains were like daisies, and I was desperately coding words in the house.

For the so-called dream,It's just a very common thing to code late at night.,I don't know what's the point of going on like this? I don't know why I'm alive? How is tomorrow different from today?

How long will you love me?

Which intersection will you accompany me to?

Tao Yuyu's singing voice suddenly remembered, this is my mobile phone ringtone.

I dropped the keypad and grabbed the phone next to me to see that it was my boyfriend calling.

I pressed the answer button and fed it, I thought my boyfriend Xiao Jiang would say something like I miss you.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the phone called, he said bluntly: "Xu Shuang, I think we are really not suitable." If this continues, the vocabulary will be more painful and hurt more deeply.

So I thought about it, but I decided to break up with you, hoping that you forgot about me, I am not a good boy, I am not worthy of your love. ”

"Xiao Jiang, you know that I love you, and I have never disliked you for anything, how can you be like this? Am I doing something wrong? ”

Someone was going to break up with me and say such heartless words, although it seemed to him to be a tact, because he was afraid of hurting me too deeply.

In fact, in my opinion, such words smashed into my heart like a knife, making me feel unbearable pain, and tears flowed out of my eyes.

I reached out and touched the tears in the corners of my eyes, choked and sobbed, hoping that someone would change their minds and let us move on hand in hand.

Unexpectedly, someone said without feeling: "You don't have to say more, I've already decided, you can do it yourself, bye." ”

Someone hung up the phone directly after speaking, and I listened to the busy sound coming from the phone, like hearing the sound of my own heart breaking.

I threw my phone at the head of the bed with a snap, then held my head and threw myself on the keypad of the codeword, crying with a whimper.

At this moment, I felt that the end of the world had reached the end of the world, and the whole person had no meaning to live, and I even thought of death.

Of course this is not possible. Because I still have my mom who loves me, and my family, and my unfulfilled dreams, how can I leave these things behind?

But sadness is inevitable, and I feel like I've never been so sad, or never so sad.

It's like there are countless fine needles in my heart, which keep piercing and piercing it, making the already fragile little heart drenched in blood and pain!

I threw myself on the keyboard and cried for a long, long time, and when the tears were about to drain, I thought that I hadn't finished writing for the day.

If you can't complete a 4,000-word task every day, you will be in vain, and of course money is not the only one.

And what keeps me going is my dream, I want to be a well-known online writer and write works that are as popular as those gods, so no matter how hard and tired I am, I have never stopped.

I've been coding for nearly two years, I haven't made much money, my hair has fallen out a lot, and my heart is trembling when I see my picturesque face aging little by little!

I am not happy in my career, and now that my love is dying, I really don't know what I should do next?

At this time, the only driving force that supported me was the code word, and I integrated my sadness, my grief, my pain, my confusion, and my yearning for a better life into my novel and the protagonist in the novel.

I thought that in this way, the protagonist in the novel would be full of motivation, inject soul, and move forward towards his dream, no matter how difficult and tortuous the road ahead is, and never give up.

However, I was wrong, when I wrote about the protagonist's loss of love, the heroine jumped out of the computer with a snap, which scared me a lot.

Time, her flower-like face is as black as the bottom of the pot, her eyes are cold and frightened, and her small mouth is high, which makes me very suspicious if this guy is a female ghost who ran out of nowhere?

So I hid in the corner, pointed at her, and asked in a somewhat trembling voice, "You, who are you?" Where did you come from? Why don't I know you? ”

"Don't you know me? Do you see if I look like the heroine in your pen? He is about 1.65 meters tall, with big eyes, melon seed face, delicate nose, sexy and ruddy lips, slender and plump figure, not tall or short, not fat or thin, fair and delicate skin, such as fat and jade, gentle and elegant personality, and full of enthusiasm for life.

Do you think I'm a fairy? Fairy, she will be sad if she falls out of love, and what life is she passionate about?

A girl who struggles at the bottom of her life and can't see hope, but also suffers the betrayal of her lover and the untimely death of love, do you say she can still be cheerful and enthusiastic? Does she still have the motivation to move forward? ”

After listening to someone complain for a long time, I finally understood what was going on.

So I shook my head and smiled bitterly and said, "If you think I'm not satisfied with your setting, I can change it, anyway, the novel is fiction, it doesn't matter how you wash it, the key is that no one will read it no matter how you wash it, so I'm purely blind." ”

"You can't write nonsense to me!" The heroine Liu Jia jumped up, looked at me with eyes as big as copper bells, and snorted heavily:

"You! My life is unsatisfactory, I find a boyfriend to betray, but I write my own experience to me, am I wronged as the heroine of your pen? ”

"And what kind of setting do you want? Money, mansions, handsome guys, cheats, which one do you like? "I know that today's online novels are actually inseparable from these things, and readers are used to such settings, but I am not used to writing like this, I think they are all routines.

Liu Jia glanced me up and down, pointed at me with his finger, and said with a bit of hatred that iron is not made of steel:

"You're so bad, it's like living in an ivory tower, what kind of novels are you writing in this day and age? Can you make money writing novels? Even if you go to move bricks, you can't do this thing.

I'm a character in your novel, you can set it up randomly, I'm still so bad, you're mixed in real life, how can you mix it up? ”

Although Liu Jia's words are a little difficult to hear, they are wise and famous, which speaks to my pain points and my real situation.

After graduating from junior college, I worked as a nurse in a hospital, and I couldn't go to a big hospital without network resources, so I could only mix in a small private hospital.

Not to mention the tiring work every day, the salary is very poor, and as you grow older, your youth is not there, or something goes wrong at work? There is a possibility of being fired at any time.

Therefore, the only time that you can only let your soul rest in peace is when you are walking on thin ice.

But now, even the code word is not at peace, because the heroine first protested.

How can you go on with this day? I began to have serious doubts about my life and everything I had ever had.