Now, even he began to wonder what his motivation was for staying here.

Is it Ai Tianya?

What is the rationale for that?

Love?

Zhuo Jiu sat there with a blank expression, his eyes glazed.

- Mainly this unprovoked thought made him panic.

In his opinion, the word love has never been far away from him, although he has felt it countless times in movies and novels, and the heaviness, strength, sorrow and sadness it brings.

I even feel moved and even cry because of some of these clips or plots.

However, after living for more than 30 years, he never imagined that one day, this word would be associated with him, although ...... This is just a possibility, but this kind of speculation still makes him feel a little at a loss.

He was afraid that everything was just an illusion, a dream, or maybe just his self-righteousness.

Ai Tianya was an unattainable dream for him. The gap between the two is not something that can be easily bridged by just love.

He didn't believe that the ridiculous story told by Ai Tianya after that drink, and the coincidence, would become Ai Tianya's motivation for falling in love with him.

What he believed more was his own eyes, the moment she saw the black cat, the complexity in her eyes, the numbness of her expression, and the trembling of her body......

Perhaps, his own existence is just a stand-in for the black cat, nothing more.

"Hey—"

Zhuo Jiu lowered his head and sighed deeply.

Then what is the reason why he chose to stay in Star City for Ai Tianya?

Can you eat soft rice?

Probably, I believe most people have thought about this kind of lying flat life, without thoughts and thoughts.

Still is...... Unwilling?

went crazy and wanted to prove that she could replace the black cat, turn from the so-called stand-in, and really become the person who could stand by her side.

Or, obsession?

wants to stand by her side openly, prove that I can, or be independent, break out of the world, and become her reliance, despite my best efforts, the results achieved are so worthless in her eyes.

But at least it can be proven...... I can!

"Hey—"

Pursing his lips, Zhuo Jiu sighed heavily.

Well, if it's not Ai Tianya...... The reason why he chose to stay here was probably the little white flower that suddenly appeared in his life, but quietly disappeared, right?

Time can dilute everything, and it can also make some people or things eternal, as for eternity.

He didn't know what it meant to be unforgettable, but he really realized what it meant to be unforgettable.

It's a strange thought.

- He still remembers that rainy day.

In the long alley, a delicate figure, from far and near, smeared into his life.

Although there is a grille in the middle, her bright eyebrows and eyes, with a touch of sadness, and dotted red lips, are mixed with bewitching and pure, beautiful and illusory, but extremely real.

They were just in the rain, and they simply took a face-to-face, without even communicating too much, just like passers-by in each other's lives, just passing by.

But for some reason, she was so unforgettable to him.

So much so, in his subconscious, her existence can even be compared to Ai Tianya.

She is Bai Yueguang, and Ai Tianya is a cinnabar mole.

"Where are you now?"

Zhuo Jiu's eyes were agitated, and there was a thousand tenderness in his heart, and he whispered softly, "I don't know if there is still a chance...... Running into you again? ”

He raised his head, looked up at the sky, and then slowly closed his eyes.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the alley at that time, and even in the air, there seemed to be a good-smelling aroma, fresh and elegant, which made him addicted.

Like, the moment I first saw her, it seemed that she was by her side, so close.

He stretched out his hand, as if trying to grasp something, clenched it, and finally, weakly let go.

When he opened his eyes, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Hey—"

Zhuo Jiu let out a long sigh, his eyes gradually losing focus.

Countless entanglements of thoughts, like tight strings, bound him and suffocated him.

Especially when he is free, he feels like a walking corpse, and even his soul seems to be pulled away by something.

At the same time, there is also his inspiration.

Yes, he still hasn't given up writing books, after all, his livelihood is cut off in a short period of time, and he also needs to barely make ends meet through codewords.

It's just that he suddenly found that the words that he was originally playing with in the palm of his hand, the way he was good at writing, and the content conception seemed to have completely left him.

Originally, it only took two hours for him to complete the chapters to be released in a day, but now, he usually stumbles for half a day to complete, and the originally smooth plot is extremely obscure and unsustainable every time he writes......

Together, it is a decline like a data collapse.

Even the fries have specifically talked to him about the content, about the feedback on the channel.

The original supporters, those iron fans, also chose to give up after he became a eunuch again and again, and in the face of him who had exhausted Jiang Lang's talents, the remaining fans gradually gave up their insistence......

After all, the online literature industry is in full bloom, not only are there endless authors, but there are also countless books to read......

And he, who has lost all his aura, is, at best, just a senior author.

According to the past situation, he should have thought about the next book a long time ago, but everything seemed to have gone wrong, and even he began to wonder whether he should continue to persevere.

……

Just when Zhuo Jiu was in a senseless entanglement, the first brother and Mengmeng also returned to the room and made the final preparations before the live broadcast.

Neither spoke.

Xu was because of everything that happened in the morning, although Zhuo Jiu's appearance alleviated this embarrassment to a certain extent.

But the gap has already been created, and it is obviously not something that can be easily made up if you want to make up for it.

In the air, there is oppression and suffocation.

The two of them were busy, and after a while, the first brother got up and pretended to be calm and said, "Then I'll ...... Went out first. ”

"Hmm."

Mengmeng's shoulders trembled, and she quickly regained her composure and answered softly.

Then he leaned down again and pretended to be busy.

Make matters worse by attempting a coverup.

Today's rebroadcast was decided by the two of them a long time ago.

However, there is a slight difference in the direction of their live broadcast.

Mengmeng decided to stay in the room and continue the previous style, while the first brother prepared to go downstairs and try the outdoors.

They had also consulted Yoshiko about these before.

The reply I got was that as long as it didn't break away from the core of PK, there was nothing wrong with changing the form.

"Bang!"

The first brother turned around and closed the door gently.

But he didn't leave immediately, just stood in the doorway, a little hesitation flashing in his eyes.

This door seems to separate two worlds, and his pause seems to be more like saying goodbye to this world.

In the end, he just sighed, and then slowly walked downstairs with the equipment.

It's just that at that moment, his steps instantly became firm.

The steps are heavy, like rushing, a new battlefield!