Unlike her before, she only sent these two messages in two separate times yesterday after receiving her message that she would not go to her place. It was a very refreshing message that would not make people irritated.
Have a headache.
It's not psychological, it's physical. I haven't slept since I drank instant coffee.
Looking at the computer, what I write is not a profitable novel at all.
What did you do?
I just listened to Where the Stars Are (composed by Yu Ye) and wrote a very funny story. Well, it’s called an autobiography.
It's just slightly different from reality.
I tried to deduce a lot of things and made up a lot of settings.
For example, how did You Ye appear?
I searched a lot of things randomly on the Internet. For example, ancient viruses buried under glaciers that emerged with global warming, and monsters created by experiments with them.
For example, the relics left by aliens, or simply the aliens captured by mysterious organizations. Use them or the things they brought to study.
Or genetic experiments, or even occultism and magic.
But ultimately it is all fantasy.
The only thing I can think about in a very practical way is what will happen when a creature from a race different from humans appears that poses a great threat to mankind?
You can understand this by referring to what you searched on the Internet for what to do when aliens discover earth civilization. If alien civilization is lower than the earth, then it is very likely that the whole world will unite and invade for the sake of mankind and the earth.
If the other party is stronger than Earth, then send diplomats with sincerity.
This is very realistic. Human beings advocate civilization in the human circle, but once they are separated from the human category, what will happen to the weak creatures?
You can take a peek at the relationship between man and nature. Man stands at the top of the food chain, and living things other than man are either food or medicine. They are either turned into decorations or kept in zoos.
Of course, it's useless to think about this.
But I submitted my article. It was already past six o'clock in the morning, but the editor of the website responded to the message, saying that it was a very interesting subject matter. However, the first part was a bit too depressing. Can it be changed?
Is the protagonist a little too scary or too ordinary?
'Because it's the perspective of ordinary people.'
'The audience may be small, but your feelings are the most important. I read it very smoothly, but after rejecting the heroine, why do I feel that I want to finish it?'
silence.
Because that's the reality.
'How are we going to turn things around?'
'Have you ever watched the rice drama Tomorrow's War? The setting is similar to yours, but that one is fixed at one point, and your loading is a bit interesting and random. The bug of dying five times can actually be reset.
I reached a certain point of despair, and after dying 100 times, I suddenly found a straw in my despair...'
'Also, have you ever considered that loading the file is actually a foreshadowing that the heroine went berserk and died after she died, and the file was loaded only after she died? It would be very interesting.'
“···”
The editor seemed to be very interested in this kind of subject matter, and he took the initiative to start chatting about the plot. He is indeed a person who loves novels, so he gave a lot of suggestions very confidently and seriously.
'Thank you for your like. But I'm really sorry, I just wrote it casually and I didn't even write an outline.'
'Ah...then you don't plan to sign a contract and publish it?'
‘I don’t really want to publish it yet.’
‘Then if you want to publish something then come to me. I will be the editor in charge and I will be very optimistic about you.’
Unexpectedly, the other party was not angry at all and even left a very optimistic comment.
Logically speaking, you should feel that it is strange that you submitted the article but said you did not want to publish it.
Then why do you want to submit another article? I just subconsciously want to show it to someone.
Never mind.
'Well, thank you.'
Anyway, thank you first and end the chat.
novel.
Is it better to say die 100 times?
After all, what are you going to do at that time? If there is such a setting, maybe you won't be able to persist until you realize it.
While he is torturing his enemies, he is also torturing himself to death.
"Dong dong."
There was a gentle knock on the door.
"Dong, dong dong."
It was still a very soft sound.
It only rang twice and then never again, as if it didn't want to disturb the people in the room.
Su Yao probably knew who was coming.
When I got up from the sofa, I realized that my body was swaying a little, as if I was feeling weak from being too tired.
“···”
"ah···"
When the door opened, she saw that Xia Xianyue had almost reached the stairs, carrying breakfast items such as soy milk and fried dough sticks in her hands.
"Ah Yao looks so bad."
Her back just now looked a little lost, but now she ran over and peeked at Su Yao with a worried expression.
Su Yao didn't say anything, just opened the door and went back into the house.
Sleepy.
I drank all the seven or eight cans of instant coffee in the refrigerator.
What I wrote was well recognized, but I didn’t want to publish it. I always found it a bit funny.
But it is true that I cannot write what follows. Because what follows is not at all as full of twists and turns as the editor thought, and the plot is full of ups and downs. I am not a talented writer who likes to be unconventional and niche, but I just use a limited writing style to write faithfully.
Just record your life.
That's why it's said to have a sense of reality. It's scary, but also very warm.
Is it cozy?
Maybe I did. I remembered that Youye put that underwear on her head and asked if it was a hat. Laughing.
"Ah Yao didn't sleep all night, right?"
Xia Xianyue saw the empty instant coffee next to the laptop on the coffee table, and looked at Su Yao with concerned eyes.
"Well, it's time to go to bed now. I see you are going to school with your bag, right?"
"Thank you for bringing breakfast. Now you can go to school. I'm going to catch up on my sleep."
I don’t know why, but when I saw Xia Xianyue coming, I felt very sleepy.
There is one kind that is difficult to explain clearly, but it can be clarified a little bit.
I have always experienced loneliness, and I have always regarded myself as the designated victim of loneliness. At this moment, does it mean that I can rely a little on Xia Xianyue, who is relying on me?
It's really a contradiction. At the same time, I want to be dependent on the other person, but I also want to rely on the other person a little bit. I am trying to get a little bit of actual warmth from the woman I hated at the beginning, so as to prove that I am not alone.
This is like the meaning of existence. Seeing her seems to prove that I am Su Yao, and I am truly alive.
"How can I go to university like this?"
Xia Xianyue limped over and supported Su Yao, "Go to sleep!"
“···”
This person really doesn't care about physical contact at all.
That's not right, she probably doesn't have time to think about this at all now, she just wants to rest.
Lying on the bed.
The shoes were taken off, and the socks were also taken off. Did you come back yesterday and indulge in writing without even changing your shoes?
He could vaguely see her taking off his clothes as if taking care of his drunken husband. The pants were not moved, maybe it was just casual pants anyway. She just let herself lie down, and then covered herself with the quilt.
The light coming from the annoying curtains disappeared after a "swish" sound. The curtains were closed by her.
Now is a good time for you to attack. If you take advantage of now, maybe I will have sex with you without caring about anything.
But she did nothing.
He just closed the curtains and opened the window a small slit to ensure that the air was at least circulating. Then he went out gently and closed the door gently. Now only Su Yao was left in the room.
"Rustling rustling——"
I heard something sound outside again.
What are you doing?
Um···
Listen to the sound, there is a clear sound like the cans hitting each other.
You're nosy. I'm picking up the trash and stuff. This house is a mess. Cheap coffee and cigarettes all night long, it's full of weird smells. The floor is also extremely dirty.
Are you doing this to increase your favorability?
How is that possible.
【Girl who likes you】
[Character: Xia Xianyue]
[Favorability: 98]
[Description: A girl who likes you very much]
She has no entry, and she has no progress in the strategy. She just likes herself wholeheartedly, and because she likes herself, she is worried when she sees herself like this, and does unnecessary things with the motive of liking.
There is plenty of light outside the curtain.
It seems that today is really a good weather. Suitable for sleeping.
When you wake up, tell her, congratulations, you have been promoted from a tool to a tool person.