I'm sorry, Li Zhichen, I didn't mean to hurt you, I love you so I chose to leave you. I'm going to a far, far away place, and I hope I'll never see you again.

Lu Zihan, I'm sorry, I just found out now that I don't really like you, and I have a good impression of you just because you can give me the warmth I want. Now that I'm leaving, thank you for spending time with me through that dark time and letting me know that I can smile too.

The next day, Li Zhichen had a splitting headache, and when he touched his big hand, he found that the back of his head was full of blood, and even the sheets were dyed a large dark black. Turning his head, An Tianyou was really not there, Li Zhichen clenched his fists, he thought that An Tianyou didn't have the courage to escape, so he let the bodyguard leave.

Unexpectedly, An Tianyou's courage was as amazing as ever, not only daring to hurt him, but also daring to escape. There was too much blood loss, Li Zhichen gradually felt dizziness, and before he fell into a coma, Li Zhichen said: "An Tianyou, you can't escape." ”

Three years later, An Tianyou opened a small bookstore, less than 30 square meters. He is alone in the store, so he is both the boss and the clerk, and although the work is tiring, it is more than enough to support himself.

He originally wanted to open a café, but when he tried so many times and boiled the coffee into a black lump of unknown objects, he chose to give up. It's actually not bad to open a bookstore, and if you earn less, you can at least try to be clean. You can write books when you have nothing to do, and it's also an achievement to look at your published books on the shelf.

I still remember that three years ago, after he escaped, he was covered in blood, and although he was wearing dark clothes, he could still see it clearly. He stopped a lot of taxis, and the taxi drivers were reluctant to take him when they caught a glimpse of the blood on his body.

Fortunately, there was an uncle in his fifties who saw An Tianyou squatting on the road in despair, and expressed his willingness to take him to the airport, and the fare was waived. An Tianyou is really grateful to that uncle, otherwise he wouldn't know what the situation is now.

An Tianyou watched the plane fly overhead, and there was no destination for a while. Where is he supposed to go? I only speak two languages, and I speak English very poorly. Having no idea for a while, An Tianyou still chose to return to China.

The border towns in the south are not only beautiful landscapes and tempting food, but also calm seas. It's so far from Shanghai, and there's so much traffic that no one notices the sudden arrival of an uninvited guest in the city.

An Tianyou didn't tell anyone that he came here, and Li Zhichen would not have thought that An Tianyou would choose to flee to China in the end.

An Tianyou lived a peaceful life as usual every day, occasionally going to the café next door for coffee, but other than that, he never went anywhere, not even the sea a kilometer away.

I heard that the scenery of the sea is very good, An Tianyou typed this paragraph on the computer, he was writing a novel "Different Lives". It tells the story of a boy who dreams of traveling the world, and on the way to travel, he meets Mo Chen, who is indifferent on the outside but extremely fragile on the inside, and then meets Xu Han, a big boy with a warm smile.

Despite many setbacks, the boy fulfilled his dream.

That's right, the boy in the novel is actually An Tianyou, and many things in the novel are fictional, for example, the boy has traveled around the world, but in fact An Tianyou has only been to the United Kingdom and Japan, so many things in the novel are based on his imagination, such as the blue sky, the calm of the sea, and the lightness of the wind.

There is always a striking resemblance between reality and fiction, for example, when the man who influenced the boy's life ends up being a passer-by, who just gives him a warm promise and then disappears.

An Tianyou had a deep feeling for this book, so he finished it five months later. I thought it would only be sold in bookstores, but I never thought that one day a publisher would come to my door.

It was a very shrewd and very neutral woman, and the reason why An Tianyou could judge her gender was because An Tianyou was sorting out the bookshelf when an exclamation suddenly came from outside the house, "Damn, it's so far away, my mother's leg is going to break." ”

With doubts, An Tianyou walked out of the door, and saw a person standing outside the door and squatting on the ground tiredly. As soon as she saw An Tianyou, the woman's eyes lit up, "Are you Mr. An?" I've been looking for you for a long time. ”

An Tianyou hesitated, and didn't know how to answer, he didn't seem to know the woman in front of him. Before An Tianyou could agree, the woman walked into the bookstore.

Wandering around, occasionally picking up a book and flipping left and right. "Uh, who are?" An Tianyou helped his glasses, and after making sure that he didn't know the person in front of him, he cautiously spoke.

"I am the editor-in-chief of Zetian Publishing House, my name is Fan Li, you can call me Sister Li in the future." Rice grains, the figure is really like rice grains, An Tianyou snickered a little in his heart.

It took nearly thirty minutes of talking about the rice grains before An Tianyou knew the purpose of her trip. It turned out that Fanli's colleague accidentally bought An Tianyou's book, and happened to be seen by Fanli, and after reading it, Fanli felt that the book was very well written and very imaginative.

After asking, I found out that the book had not been officially published, but the author printed it at his own expense and then sold it in the bookstore.

Fan Li immediately found An Tianyou and wanted to publish the book, so the scene just now appeared.

An Tianyou lifted his glasses a little confused, still didn't believe it, he didn't even dare to compliment himself in the writing of this book, but he flipped through it when he was bored, but he didn't expect to be so unfortunate by the publishing house.

Seeing An Tianyou's hesitation, Fan Li continued: "I have read your novel, and it is very well written, I am about to cry." Rice wiped his eyes twice with deliberate sensationalism, pursed his mouth, and didn't even know that the lipstick was stained with his teeth.

"Do you understand?" An Tianyou suddenly asked her seriously, the rice was embarrassed for a while, to be honest, she didn't look at it carefully, she just flipped through it casually, and decided to publish it after thinking it was not bad.

"Of course, the characters you write are really profound, and I especially like the characters in it, to have personality and personality, and to have feelings." Fan Li said what he had said many times to an author who grinded like An Tianyou, but he didn't expect An Tianyou to smile.

"I still choose not to publish it, please go back." An Tianyou got up and continued to sort out the books on the shelves, ignoring the bitter persuasion of the rice grains.

Seeing that An Tianyou couldn't move, Fan Li put down a sentence, "What's the big deal, what kind of shelf is a little broken author." After saying that, he left in a huff.

An Tianyou's hand holding the book trembled slightly, he was indeed a small author who was not famous at all, not even an author. However, he also has his dignity, and everyone who works hard deserves to be respected.

Moreover, he did not write a book, but a life.