Affectionate past, harmonious chord rhyme and quiet tune, accompanied by the passing years of gentle singing. Thinking is happiness, this life, with me with you, is enough to be quiet, no regrets and no regrets.

Send the years, and a warm and touching memory, I believe, but also persistently affirm, you will accompany me through the years of whitehead, through the thousand autumns.

As long as we have a strong belief, then love, or other things, will get closer and closer to us. Thinking of this, Lu Feng squinted his eyes and shouted at Ling Xiaonan, "What about the storyteller, where did he go?" Tell me a gentle story, I love to hear it. ”

"It's so gentle, you're going to go soft, hehe! Your tenderness should come from the swallow, not me, listen to what I say, it's just my story, not your experience, you can get tenderness, right in front of you, as long as you cherish it. ”

Lu Feng quietly savored this meaningful sentence, and said with deep feelings, "Recently, I carefully looked through our chat history, and I think that many of your lines are super high-level performances, amazing, I think you will be able to write good works." ”

There are some things that you hide in your heart, maybe it's better, and after a long time, it becomes a story. Ling Xiaonan waved his hand again and again: "Haha, I'm the best at talking nonsense, code words will be fatal, I have no patience, let alone confidence, and I don't have perseverance, to write more than N thousand words." ”

It seems that this is related to the usual reading volume of my friend, and he is an out-and-out book lover who has learned the philosophy of life from other people's stories. This Lu Feng is not too much, if you want to vividly describe Ling Xiaonan's psychological feelings, you can imitate Gu Long's style.

Lu Feng thought quietly for a while, and guided: "The beginning should be like this: Do you know what heartache feels like, some people may never understand, because he has never really loved someone. My friend told me that heartache is the feeling of stabbing a knife in the chest, and he is Ling Xiaonan. This is quite suspenseful, and it can arouse the reader's desire to read it. ”

"Yes, hehe!" Ling Xiaonan paused slightly, was silent for a long moment, and then said lightly: "I think that the piercing should still be inserted into the heart, it is more vivid, it is not too bloody, and we are not assassins." ”

It seems that the experience in life is much better than behind closed doors, you see how vividly and precisely Ling Xiaonan uses verbs. Lu Feng added fuel and vinegar to the description: "The kind that wants to be inserted into the heart fiercely, and the handle of the knife is completely gone." Be as hard as you are inserting someone else's heart, and let others feel your pain. ”

"Not ruthlessly, but slowly. It's too fast, and you don't feel the pain. When Ling Xiaonan said this, his face seemed to be lifeless, revealing a sense of desolation, which was a kind of despair for love.

I no longer expect anything beautiful, my face is as cold as cold with the ice of my heart, only the heartache that outsiders can't see, in this ice, in this range where the sun can't shine, the damp can't be dried, drop by drop, dyeing the fallen leaves all over the mountains.

Friends are worthy of being people with real feelings, who can deeply appreciate the cut of love and the depth of pain, but fortunately, Lu Feng has also experienced it and has a certain immunity. Lu Feng jokingly said: "It's better to bleed, if you feel it, you won't be numb." ”

"Bloodletting is just a mental fear, and there is not much pain." What Ling Xiaonan wants to show is the kind of pain that goes deep into the bone marrow, it seems that the love is very real and heavy, although there is no result. He encouraged: "You should continue to write your story, better add YY!" ”

"What is YY!" Lu Feng was a little puzzled, and humbly asked his friend for advice, although he had heard of this emerging new word, but he didn't know much about the specific meaning.

"It's obscenity.,Didn't I tell you.,Then next time I'll write a few paragraphs for you to see.,It's to fully reveal the part that you think is perfect.,You can even get out of the sad ending of reality.,To reach the state of perfection.。

It turns out that this is the case, Lu Feng understands a little, we have too much helplessness and pain in real life, but in the text, we can build our own kingdom, so that many unattainable dreams in our hearts can be perfectly reflected in the novel, so that our own or the reader's desires can be vividly satisfied.

Lu Feng's eyes wandered, and he said with interest: "If you don't show a few hands, I'll learn it." ”

Ling Xiaonan didn't think about it, and said easily: "For example, on the day of Hongye's wedding, you went to the wedding, and then before she said to the groom I am willing, take her away in a chic manner, and finally you ride horses and shepherd sheep together, rely on each other, and live a quiet and happy life like a prince and princess." ”

"I can also send you a clip of a few people snatching their relatives. For example, in "Talk about Heart, Love", the male protagonist came up with a clever plan, and on the day of the heroine's wedding, he made a big fuss at the wedding scene, and finally succeeded in snatching the kiss, making the beloved girl his bride. ”

This kind of fairytale-like happy ending appeared in his dreams more than once, Lu Feng's eyes showed a bright brilliance, and he clapped his hands again and again and said: "This ending is good, as long as you do some foreshadowing in front!" ”

The corners of Ling Xiaonan's slightly upturned mouth hooked a faint smile, "When the time comes, you will give the perfect ending to Hongye, this is the best gift before she leaves, although it is impossible in reality, you can realize your dreams in the book, and this is also the perfect ending that many readers want to see." ”

"Thank you, I still have the freedom to dream, haha!" Lu Feng was grateful, but he couldn't help but feel a weak pale in his heart, thinking that all that flew into his heart after the dream were some residual tears.

He sighed lightly, "But the teacher said that the tragedy is profound, and besides, my story is over." I think the first issue now is to put your story YY first, after all, yours is still in progress. ”

"Haha, if I want YY, it must be dry wood fire." Ling Xiaonan was afraid that he wouldn't understand, so he emphasized meaningfully: "It's the kind that just wants to burn, do you understand?" If you don't understand, I'll ask the swallow, but I'm afraid the swallow will hit me. ”

This brother's kung fu is really fierce, if he writes this kind of novel, he will definitely become a pioneer in the online literature industry, making readers want to stop reading it. But in the real world, Ling Xiaonan knew that he was just a piece of wood, and he was still in love with the fire, so he was destined to be burned, and he couldn't help but admire his persistent love when he thought of this.

Lu Feng raised his head and saw Ling Xiaonan's optimistic smile in the video, with that cheerful expression, he could feel the pain in his friend's heart, there was a lot of unspeakable helplessness, his heart was a little sad, how to heal the wound in his friend's heart!

Lu Feng smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "Tell me the story of the two of you who were gentle before!" ”

Thinking of that sad and gentle faint smile, the sweet and sour spicy frenzy rushed to Ling Xiaonan's throat, "Except that my voice is very gentle when I talk to her on the phone, I don't know where I am gentle, of course it's not the voice of the phone with you, in fact, I don't know how to be gentle." ”

This friend is still humble, but it is not easy to tell the gentle story in this way, and Lu Feng can't think of any good way, so he can only use his brain and continue to guide: "Then didn't you say last time that you would hug her, then tell me about the taste of this gentle country!" ”

"My gentleness is also contrived, in fact, my ideal gentleness is natural, and the expression of true feelings is gentleness." After Ling Xiaonan finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly corrected: "I didn't hug her, I just said that I hugged her!" ”