Chapter 27: The Spirit of the Word
When Lin Qingyao heard him say this, he seemed to blame himself for writing him to death.
"Ah Xing."
She said lightly, "In the seven years I have been separated from you, I have not forgotten you. ”
Lu Zhixing probably didn't expect Lin Qingyao to be so affectionate all of a sudden.
"Huh?"
He wrapped his arms around her from behind and motioned for Lin Qingyao to continue.
"It took me a long time to think of all of this as the best and most beautiful dream I've ever had."
She craned her neck and looked at herself in his eyebrows, "I once thought I was mentally ill, you don't exist in northern Sichuan, and you don't grow up in Lingnan, you are my fantasy boyfriend." ”
"Xiaoyu."
Lu Zhixing didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, but when the words came to his lips, it turned out, "So, this is the reason why you found that surname Zhou later?" ”
Speaking of Zhou Hai.
He really didn't know.
Still pretend not to know.
Or maybe you don't want to know at all.
"It's been seven years, haven't you ever found another girlfriend?"
Lin Qingyao chuckled.
"Did I look for it, you don't know?"
Lu Zhixing lowered his hand on Lin Qingyao's waist.
didn't know what mood he was making, Lin Qingyao ran over with a smile, "If you don't say it, how would I know?" ”
Lu Zhi walked to the study, although the area of one bedroom and one living room was small, Lin Qingyao was very good at classifying, although the sparrows were small, all the internal organs were complete. Therefore, Lu Zhixing easily found "Lingnan Flowers Are Blooming" from the bookshelf, "My girlfriend, you have arranged a lot for me." ”
"Are you blaming Alinda for talking about you for eight seconds?"
Lin Qingyao saw Lu Zhixing from the root of his ears to his neck, and burst out laughing, he probably doesn't know how to hide his emotions, although "Lingnan Flowers Are Blooming" is the president of the department, Xiaobai, but because of the addition of several special abilities to the protagonist, it looks like a science fiction novel.
"Is it eight seconds, don't you know?"
This refuses to admit defeat and has a hard mouth, but it has not changed in any time and space.
"Ahh
Lin Qingyao shook Lu Zhixing's two elbows, "I was wrong." ”
"Tell me, what's wrong?"
Lu Zhixing hooked Lin Qingyao's chin, she wanted to play, and he played with her.
“...... Hmmm......"
Lin Qingyao bit his lip, "Probably since it's a story written in a memoir, you can't make it up later." ”
"That day."
Lu Zhixing remembered the day he died.
A man told himself that he knew Lin Mingyou's whereabouts.
For seven years, I didn't see the little girl in my memory, even if they confirmed their relationship for less than a month.
Even just pulling a little hand and kissing the cheek, the first love that is pure to death has become an unforgettable brand in memory.
How can a person disappear out of thin air without a trace?
Lu Zhixing was just holding a fluke mentality and followed to the designated place.
Ah Han also said that he appeared in northern Sichuan because he was stabbed to death in Lingnan.
"Actually, Lin Mingyou seven years ago died."
Lin Qingyao's smile gradually faded, and he looked at Lu Zhixing and said lightly.
“...... What......" Lu Zhixing trembled his teeth, "Xiaoyou." ”
"Don't be funny." His mouth was filled with thousands of wisps, "What are you talking about?" ”
"I'm not kidding!"
Lin Qingyao suddenly screamed.
I wanted to tell Lu Zhixing yesterday, but I didn't know how to tell him.
Although Lu Zhixing said that she didn't care that she wrote him to death, she knew that if a person met again after being betrayed, even if time healed all the wounds, it would still leave ugly scars.
“...... He's dead......? ”
Lu Zhixing muttered.
"In 2011. August 18th. Lin Qingyao closed his eyes, "Today is Ah Xing's birthday." He finally got the role of "Rain Country", and he was so happy. Xiao You thought that he must make a dish for Ah Xing, his favorite thirteen-spiced crayfish. ”
She can still feel that the big truck ran over her body that day, and the bright red soaked the whole Lingnan.
"Xiaoyu."
Lu Zhixing shook Lin Qingyao's body desperately, "Tell me, what happened on that day seven years ago?" ”
She's crying.
But she was laughing again.
Tears fell from her long eyelashes, and she curled the corners of her lips.
"Ah Xing."
She finally spoke.
"Do you believe that there are word spirits in this world?"
Just like dying in that world, being able to be reborn in this world is the law given by time and space.
He didn't know what she was talking about, he wanted to know if her farewell seven years ago and the heartbreaking words she had left behind were really from her.
""Lingnan Flowers Are Blooming" was written after I left you, and for online novelists, it is normal to change 10,000 or 20,000 words a day."
Lin Qingyao put away the tears in his eyes, "However, "Lingnan Flowers Are Blooming" took six full years, Xiaobaiwen, 280,000 words, and five years. ”
Lu Zhixing had too many questions in his heart, but now he could only follow Lin Qingyao's words, "It's probably a high-quality product, so it takes a long time." There are not also writers, who have written a book for a lifetime, but hundreds of thousands of words. ”
"It's not."
Lin Qingyao shook her head, a weird smile on her face, "It's the spirit of the word that's doing it." ”
She has believed in these mysterious things very much since before, that is, she believes that Lu Zhixing will appear from the book.
"I was in middle school at the time, and at one point I was Kavin, so I wrote you to death."
Lu Zhixing quietly listened to Lin Qingyao and elaborated on these.
"But you know what's going on?"
Lin Qingyao opened his laptop, "The passage about your death is gone. ”
"I've tried countless times to re-edit and re-upload, but it always disappears."
"Even!" She suddenly raised her tone, "Those sentences that I didn't write will automatically pop up on the screen." ”
"I can't control the keyboard, I returned to northern Sichuan from Lingnan, I told others about me and you, and everyone thought I was crazy."
"At that time, I didn't believe that there was no such thing as you in this world, so I wrote it down in a Word document, but I couldn't think of how to write our ending."
"Until, when I started writing you to death, the word spirit manipulated me and turned me into a madman."
"Xiaoyu."
Lu Zhixing hugged Lin Qingyao distressedly, and he didn't need to say it in detail, he could also understand that Xiao You was a person who had died once like him in Lingnan, so he met in northern Sichuan.
"Those words that hurt your heart and lungs are not what I said, they are the spirit of words."
Lin Qingyao smothered on Lu Zhixing's chest, "I thought about saying goodbye to you, I knew from the first day I came to your Lingnan that there would always be times when we were separated, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." ”
"Hmm." Lu Zhixing reciprocated to her vigorously, "Xiaoyou." It's me who is bad. I shouldn't have brought it up again. ”
"On your birthday, I bought crayfish from the seafood market and wanted to go back and make them for you." Lin Qingyao said with difficulty from his throat, "I had a car accident and bled a lot, until I woke up and found that I had returned to northern Sichuan." ”
"Do you know what's the scariest thing?"
Lin Qingyao closed his eyes, "The time in northern Sichuan and Lingnan is the same. ”
"It's not like the fantasy Korean drama "W" that I watched before. But the time and space I have spent with you are the same. ”