"Please understand and give us some more time to think about it. After all, this involves the future of nearly ten thousand people. I hope you can give us more time..."
"We also hope that you can give us an accurate estimate of the specific time. After all, no one knows what my sister's current situation is. If we delay it for one more day, more variables will be added."
"one……"
"In one week, according to the time in the newspaper, there are still twenty-nine days before the Yun family's forcible marriage and the engagement party. We will decide within a week whether to help you "frontally", do you think it is okay?"
"Now that Princess Naya has spoken, you..."
"This is what we mean."
——In the Liu family's mansion, the two parties who had drawn a dead line ended the meeting.
"In the current, no, should be said to be the last stage of his life, Lin Shuwen gave himself this evaluation: He is not a good person, he is a born evil person who was changed by his parents who loved him and his companions who supported him.
"
In the voice of Feng Hui, the fictional "Watson" character, Lin Shuwen continued to tell stories about the "Sherlock Holmes" character to Yi Tianyu who was gradually pulling back his body.
"Do you know why he started writing articles?"
"I know that he said at the book signing that in order to preserve those characters, they can become traces of this world after his death."
Yi Tianyu's eyes shone and he recited word for word the reasons Lin Shuwen had told him face to face.
At the first book signing meeting, facing this reserved young man like me, the smiling man once touched his head and said:
(After the psychological impulse starts, pick up a pen, or put on a pair of prosthetics, take off the microphone, don't think about the results or other people's eyes, just do it, no matter what, do it first, and then think about those messy things.
)
Quietly looking at the longing-looking little brother next to him, Lin Shuwen stretched out his hand, touched his spiky head like that day, and combed it to both sides.
"But in fact, his reason at the beginning was just that he felt that the things written by others were unsightly, and he wanted to write works that far surpassed theirs. Oh, such a very arrogant reason."
Using a foreign pronunciation as a break, Lin Shuwen spoke of his past and present selves in the same sentence.
On the other hand, Yi Tianyu's expression was first surprised, then thinking, then acknowledging, and finally looking admiringly at the sky outside the car window, murmuring in a low voice:
"He succeeded. He really wrote it."
"No, he just wrote out his dream and made a little money at an age when he didn't have to worry about survival. That's all."
"Don't worry about food and clothing?"
It's rare for Yi Tianyu not to support his idols. After what he saw and experienced along the way, he has been very sensitive since he was a child and grasped the key words.
"If the author is a rooster that wakes up the world, as the old saying goes, in the eyes of others, they crow deafeningly every day in order to wake up sleeping people. They are a noble and great existence."
Lin Shuwen paused for a moment, looked at the passengers around him who were gradually quieting down to listen to his lecture, and nodded with a smile.
"But there is nothing. Born to be noble, or born to be great, selfless, this label has never been a general term."
"What exactly do you want to say?"
"I don't do...ahem! What I want to say is very simple, whether it is an article or other things, it is only called great after it is evaluated as noble or great by others after it is done."
Lin Shuwen scratched his face. His habit of subconsciously answering questions in the past almost ruined the brewing atmosphere.
But his figure in Yi Tianyu's eyes gradually overlapped with that of a certain writer.
Whether it’s words or aura, this
Although Feng Hui and Lin Shuwen have different faces and bodies, the so-called inner parts are like a person's past and present.
Do things first and don't think about other things before that.
Only after something is done will it be labeled and praised as so-called great or noble.
Yes, it's like a sentence has been split into two ends, or the speaker has given the words some depth.
In Yi Tianyu's heart, there was a trace of suspicion about the identity of the man who claimed to be Feng Hui.
"Some people just do it to make extra money, some people do it to survive, and some people do it for self-satisfaction. If we trace the source, creation, especially the so-called source of everyone's creation, is actually different from other people engaged in all walks of life.
There is no difference."
Lin Shuwen began to summarize the true meaning of today's journey. The people watching on the side, as well as Yi Tianyu who was waiting attentively next to him, pricked up their ears.
"So, Si Chen, why is he singing? No, Si Chen is just an ordinary bird, an ordinary creature. It just cries because of its own survival instinct. However, the voice of common sense is a bit loud and alarming.
They are just sleeping creatures.” (Note: reality)
Layers of sleeves, pure essence, some people will be obsessed with the so-called "romantic" packaging, ignore the essence, ignore the reality. Twisted, teach everyone their own weaving technique called "romantic" sleeves, so that they can
Just like yourself, put those traps on simplicity.
The explanation of this sentence only ends there.
"So, Si Chen, why do you cry? Maybe it's the survival instinct, maybe it's the accidental joys and sorrows. Today I got an extra harvest. I had a sweet dream yesterday. Maybe I will think about tomorrow and roar louder.
Ming.” (Note: Added human interpretation that has not yet been processed)
Truth and ideas will be discovered by those who remember and keep them simple. The place where they are hidden is in that sleeve.
"So, Si Chen, why are you singing?" (Note: romantic.)
"For...myself?"
Yi Tianyu looked at Lin Shuwen and answered instinctively. Lin Shuwen smiled, patted his shoulder and said:
"Maybe it just barked once."
Words cannot express the meaning of this sentence, only one or four words remain: return to nature.
"Okay, we've arrived at the station."
The train entering the slow-speed zone gradually stopped. After that familiar shaking, people on the carriage noticed that the train had entered the station.
Lin Shuwen carried his bag and led Yi Tianyu, who was following him, towards the car door. The crowd in the aisle was more crowded than when he got on the car, but Yi Tianyu followed Lin Shuwen closely and looked out, no longer feeling the irritability caused by the inconvenience.
He walked forward behind the familiar body and saw the light coming from there. He quickened his steps to get closer to the body, trying to avoid the light that came through and made the figure become illusory.
But the figure turned around, and the light shining in front of him covered his face, making the whole figure gradually become illusory.
"I can't find the place, please take me there."
"oh oh……"
Yi Tianyu took the mobile phone from Lin Shuwen's hand. He looked at the bright world in front of him, as if Si Chen was standing on the eaves, staring at the bright sky.
Si Chen raised his voice, while Yi Tianyu took steps.
He looked at his phone, identified the route under the light, and led Lin Shuwen forward. A few minutes later, Yi Tianyu took Lin Shuwen to the destination. Then, a man he had just met not long ago stood on the side of his jeep.
On the other hand, he waved his arms towards them with a smile on his face.
"this……"
"Let's go home."
"ah?!"
Yi Tianyu’s brain
The bag was a bit unable to turn, so he and Lin Shuwen got into his uncle Yi Xiao's jeep in a daze, and repeatedly checked Lin Shuwen's mobile phone. Finally, Yi Tianyu finally discovered that the destination of Teng Xin's own map applet was
An ordinary small restaurant in the direction of the train station parking lot.
Lin Shuwen also deliberately turned off the distance number. Since Tengxin is not a professional map software, it is not easy to realize this without looking carefully.
It can be said that Yi Tianyu was completely arranged by Lin Shuwen.
The car started, and Yi Tianyu, who felt tired, swiped Lin Shuwen's phone a few times out of habit and clicked on his Moments.
(It seems that I don’t have the habit of posting to Moments often...)
The intervals between postings in Lin Shuwen's circle of friends often take several months. In addition to practical factors, it is also related to his preference to use another chat software from the same company.
But because there was less content, Yi Tianyu casually turned to the photos from half a year ago to talk about.
At this time, Lin Shuwen asked him for his mobile phone.
"Give."
Yi Tianyu didn't pay much attention and casually handed the mobile phones with both screens back to Lin Shuwen.
Suddenly, by chance, the article posted half a year ago caught his attention:
The "last", "fee", and the cover with the picture seem to be Chen Xin's last article before his death...
Before he could think about it, the phone was completely back in the hands of the co-pilot Lin Shuwen. Yi Tianyu stepped forward from the back seat, just in time to see Lin Shuwen add the photo to his favorites and then delete it in Moments.
Not a single glance was plagiarized.
"Brother Hui, my brothers said they would let you eat at home for lunch. I hope you won't refuse."
"No need to bother, I made an appointment with my sister this afternoon to take her for a walk on the street and have her hair styled."
"yes……"
"Well, it's her."
"Oh, then I won't bother you. I'll send you directly to the foot of Mount Song."
"good."
Yi Tianyu, whose suspicion had been aroused, did not miss the information in these sentences. He tiptoed back into the back seat and began to look carefully at Lin Shuwen's appearance in the rearview mirror.
At the same time, he was also silently pondering the details of his previous interactions with them.
(Could this Feng Hui have a dusty heart?)
There were seeds of doubt left in Yi Tianyu's heart, but at this moment, Lin Shuwen received a call:
"Hey, is it Shuwen?"
"Master?! Where have you been during this time?"
"I'm in Xinzhou now. I just finished dealing with things with Lan Xin, so I want to give you a call, and then..."
"Master, are you feeling well? Why are you so timid?"
Lin Shuwen's body became obviously tense, and the sudden burst of aura made Yi Xiao, who was driving, jerk the steering wheel.
It was more of coercion than aura, and Yi Tianyu in the back seat was already breaking into a cold sweat.
"I'm fine. Come back to Xinzhou and go to the small house we rented together as a group. I want to eat the food you cooked."
Feng Xuyuan's voice had a hint of heroic spirit. She was restraining the violent fluctuations in her emotions. After receiving his affirmative reply, she nodded heavily like a little girl.
Then, after hanging up the phone, she grabbed a plastic bag full of ingredients, hailed a taxi, and headed to the agreed-upon location with a happy face.
Next to her hand, there was a square box with a thin plastic bag exposed.
At the same time, Lan Ruxin, who was at the "Pure Land" base, suddenly received a communication from her sister about her temporary change of plans, and left a message:
"You must protect your lover from the mouth of the evil wolf."