Returning to the back hall of the bookstore from Gu Lin, it was already evening, Xue Fei had been living in the bookstore since she moved out of that "home", this bookstore was the format of the front store and the back yard, Xue Fei received various authors under her hands at night to do it, to carry out, sort, screen, Xue Fei first reviewed Gu Lin's manuscript again, after all, their relationship naturally needless to say. Xue Fei opened a very early copy from word, the time on it was 2010, it was already eight years ago, at that time Xue Fei was 25 years old, and she was still working as a responsible editor in the newspaper, and the newspaper asked her to sort out the major criminal cases that had occurred in Tunkou City in order to publish a criminal case column, the more terrifying, the more curious, the better, she recorded this copy at that time, and what was written in the copy was about Gu Lin's father, which was clearly remembered, in 2004......

In 2004, the "1.16" major criminal case occurred in Tunkou City, the prisoner's name was Gu Chufei, the deceased was called Brother Hai, his real name was Jia Songhai, and Jia Songhai's mistress died at the same time, the prisoner Gu Chufei has fled and has not returned, Gu Chufei is Gu Lin's father, Gu Lin's mother had bone cancer, Gu Chufei asked Brother Hai to borrow loan sharks to help his wife treat her illness, but in the end it was still to no avail, Gu Chufei owed a lot of debts for this, Brother Hai originally did real estate business in Tunkou City, and privately hired a group of thugs as bodyguards, put up the loan shark, Gu Chufei stabbed Brother Hai to death with a sharp weapon in Brother Hai's house in order to escape debts, and also set fire to Jia Songhai's home, and Jia Songhai's mistress was burned to death together.

Gu Lin's novel "Forget-me-not" is about a prisoner who kills people and sets fire, but in the end the prisoner is punished by the law, in fact, Xue Fei has read the real end of the novel, Gu Lin wrote that the prisoner is still at large, but in the end, I am afraid that this kind of non-positive novel will not be published, under Xue Fei's bitter pleading, Gu Lin revised the end of the novel, and the prisoner was tortured endlessly mentally and physically in prison, and wrote on the wall of the cell with bloody fingers - forget-me-me-me! Now that I think about it, the reason why Gu Lin was able to write "Forget-Me-not" in one go was that he believed in the authenticity of the story, which happened in reality! For this reason, as Xue Fei saw, what Gu Lin had been struggling with was whether he could believe the story he had created, and Xue Fei seemed to suddenly understand this man and why he was reluctant to publish his novel again. Xue Fei turned off the word, in fact, the copywriting was not very detailed, and many things were rough, because the Ministry of Public Security named the newspaper and was not allowed to publish this case, after all, the prisoner is still on the run, which will highlight the incompetence of the public security and cause panic in the society, so this copywriting has been lying in Xue Fei's computer, and that case has been many years ago, and there is no need to bring it up again. Xue Fei couldn't help but feel distressed when she thought of this.

"In 04, Gu Lin was only a 12-year-old child." Xue Fei silently thought of this friend who had known him for many years in his heart, his mother died of bone cancer at the age of twelve, his father became a fugitive for murder, and he was fostered in his uncle's house.

It was already twelve o'clock after all the authors' manuscripts were sorted out, and this eventful Sunday had passed, Xue Fei closed his laptop, praying that the manuscripts for the president today would satisfy him, thinking of the fat middle-aged man, Xue Fei couldn't help but gag, but she still had to continue to work, for this job, and for Gu Lin.

Gu Lin, who was taken away from the manuscript, felt more and more embarrassed in front of Xue Fei, and told such a nonsensical and incredible story, he continued to calculate with his extremely rational brain, Gu Lin obviously regretted the crime of the man in the novel, such a story is okay to tell Xue Fei, but for the majority of readers, Gu Lin is still not sure, he only believes in the real story, not in his own imagination, this is the saddest and most undesirable quality of a writer.

Gu Lin stayed in front of his notebook and drank all night, thinking that he would go to the publishing house tomorrow to meet the president to discuss the details of the novel's publication, and he was even more depressed. At this time, a prompt light flashed on the computer, Gu Lin clicked on the chat box, and it was K's message again, Gu Lin felt a little relieved, now the only people in this world who can make him feel at ease are Xuefei and K, Gu Lin and K met on an anonymous social software, the name of this software is - masked. In "Masked", everyone hides their true information, of course, you can show yourself by posting various updates, and you can also enter keywords to search for what kind of group you need. As a writer of suspense novels, Gu Lin is naturally particularly interested in suspense novels, he met K under the discussion of a topic sent by a landlord, and the topic released by the landlord is to create a perfect murder scene under a few tools for you, Gu Lin and K's answer was released by the "Mengyou" after the crazy discussion, and it was rumored to be two perfect murder scenes, so Gu Lin and K got acquainted, and the two of them had a feeling of seeing each other late, chatting very speculatively, and often talking about perfect crimes. Once Gu Lin asked about K's occupation, K just said, "Since you are Mengyou, why bother to explore the details of the other party" Gu Lin knew that the other party was unwilling to say, so he asked the other party to guess his identity.

"Your profession is too easy to guess."

"So what do you think I do?"

"You must be a writer of crime novels, or more advanced writers."

Gu Lin thought that the other party was so powerful, he could actually guess his profession just by chatting.

"How did you guess?"

"First, the criminal methods you discussed with me are too theoretical and idealistic, and real criminals won't try them at all, so it can be seen that you are just a lover of suspense reasoning, and second, through your dynamics, you can find that your writing skills are good, and you can write a murder scene full of legends, it seems that you should be engaged in writing work." K's derivation made Gu Lin have to admire, and their conversation became more and more extensive, no longer limited to discussing suspenseful reasoning, Gu Lin and K were more like two friends comforting each other through the Internet.

Gu Lin's inference about K's profession seems to have a little bit of a clue, he can be so familiar with the details of the crime and the criminal methods, and the other party said that the criminal methods he explained are too idealistic, and the real criminals will not do this, only people who often deal with criminals, it seems that the other party is engaged in criminal investigation work, Gu Lin did not say his own ideas to K, since the other party is unwilling to disclose, why should he be bored.

"As you say, I'm really a writer of mystery novels." Gu Lin spread out his profession and continued to talk to K.

"Do you have any great work, I can go and read it."

"I'm just a novice writer." In the virtual online world, Gu Lin is not ready to reveal his true identity, "Excuse me, if you don't believe in the authenticity of the works you write, why don't you do it?" Gu Lin threw this question to K that had been bothering him for a long time, hoping to get a trace of answer.

"Writing requires personal imagination except for documentary writing, and instead of worrying about whether you believe in the work you write, it is better to try to create a more realistic environment."

Of course Gu Lin knows, but he can't convince himself, his rationality is innate, he keeps writing stories, constantly denying stories, this feeling is like a debater who doesn't agree with his own side, constantly persuading himself, but constantly resisting this kind of persuasion.

The night is getting deeper, and his unkempt appearance is reflected in the glass window, even if Xue Fei takes away two stacks of manuscripts, Gu Lin's home is still full of manuscripts, and those characters created by Gu Lin are sealed between the lines, in the slits between the paper and dust, and are destroyed. Gu Lin had a little heartache, and his once crazy creation, because he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart, all dissipated in this small room, Gu Lin lay on the bed, in the countless worlds he wrote, fell asleep.

A dreamless night.