You were the one who wanted to separate

Chapter 7

Even though he was going back to the car, Xiu Qi didn't feel better at all.He felt extra irritable, not because of Zhu Lei, after all Zhu Lei has become a dark history in his heart.What he couldn't figure out was, did Mu Yuta fix himself on him? Why did he appear at such a time?

To be seen by one's ex-emperor and to find an ex-employee who is not very normal at first sight and has a bad character after him, no matter who it is, this kind of thing will only feel extremely embarrassing, right?

Recently, I seem to be a bit unlucky.Xiu Qi leaned in the rocking chair, while thinking about whether to ask You You to go to some temple or something to worship in a few days, while turning on the computer.

As a dead house, Xiu Qi's daily life is not only watching dramas, following anime, and visiting forums, but also a very important part. On a website called Jinjiang Literature City, he writes some stories that he thought no one would read.Probably because I have been writing for a long time and the updates are diligent enough. Although I feel that my writing is not very good, but after a few years, I have accumulated a small number of readers. After updating on time every day, there will always be some lovely girls shouting He said "Daddy, your writing is great!" "Confession Daddy!", the replies one by one, and the income that is not too much but enough to make ends meet, became the motivation for him to keep writing.

He once thought that as long as he can continue to write, as long as these little cuties who have been chasing updates are still there, he can live a fulfilling life by guarding this supermarket alone.

But these two days, because of the delay of those two bad exes, he has no time to surf the Internet. Fortunately, the book at hand has just finished, and he is thinking about what to write in the next story.

The computer started slowly, Xiu Qi opened Jinjiang Literature City, and logged in his author account. He is used to spending some time every day to read readers' comments, and reply to each one as much as possible.He wanted to know the feelings of everyone who had read his story, and he wanted them to know that even if it was a punctuation mark they gave, he had read it seriously.

Because it was just finished, many fattened readers began to slowly add to the article, and the comments continued to increase in the past two days. Xiu Qi turned the page to the front and replied one by one.

Because the story continues his previous style, most of the comments shouted: "Daddy, you are as sweet as ever!" "I don't feel tired of the daily interaction between these two people with 1 words!" "Ahhh Ah! It’s so warm! Daddy, I love you for ten thousand years!”

Xiu Qi bent his eyes, continued to read with a smile on his lips, until he saw a comment from an old reader whose ID was "Meat Dumplings Dip in Vinegar":

"I have followed Da Da for several books. Da Da's stories have always been the kind that are so sweet and warm that people can't help but feel happy after reading them. But suddenly I really want to read Da Da write a BE, am I masochistic?"

The following replied one after another: "Yes", "Master, why can't you think about it when life is so beautiful!", "Why do you ask such a sweet guy to write abusive articles!"

Xiu Qi stared at that comment for a while, the smile on his mouth faded a lot.He reached out and clicked on his author's column. Among the lush trees, there was a particularly obvious dead tree branch. It was the first story he wrote when he came to Jinjiang, and it was the only story that was written without an ending. Lock up the story.

At that time, he was still with Mu Yu, who was more academic than him, and was in a long-distance relationship. In order to pass the empty time in college, he started writing novels on the Internet.When he first started writing, he actually just wanted to write about those years between him and Mu Yu. At that time, he had no experience and ability, so naturally there were no readers.Xiu Qi was annoyed for a while, and then changed his mind. Of course, no one wants to watch the two teenagers who are tired of falling in love, so it is better to write about two teenagers who grew up together and finally separated due to various reasons. , this kind of ending will definitely earn the tears of many readers.

Probably because he was still young at that time, he always felt that incompleteness was the only way to impress people, or because the reality was sweet enough at that time so he was fearless, but he didn't expect that he would write their ending first before the story was written.

That story was never written down, and he locked it in the column, just like his old days, it seems that if you don’t open it, you can pretend to have forgotten it.

Later when he worked up the courage to become a storyteller again, he never wrote a BE again.Without exception, his protagonists, no matter how many ups and downs and tribulations they experience in real life, can firmly hold each other's hands and never separate them.

The background of the story will change, and the setting of the characters will also change. What will never change is their determination to stick to it.The reality is already tragic enough, and it is always necessary to give readers, or give yourself a little confidence in the story.Always have a little faith to support yourself to continue walking in this few worlds.

Xiu Qi stared at the word "lock" for a while, and from a corner of the computer, he found the document that he pretended to have forgotten.

That day when he separated from Mu Yu, he deleted all the things related to each other, but he couldn't do anything with this document. Although the story didn't end yet, it contained all the memories of their eight years of acquaintance and all their old times. prove.Later, he compressed the file, locked it, and hid it in the deepest part of the computer.

When he clicked on the compressed package, he was prompted to enter the password. Xiu Qi habitually entered the current password but was prompted to enter an error. He hesitated for a moment, and slowly typed: muyu7698 on the keyboard, and opened the compressed package.

This used to be Mu Yu's common password, spelling his own name and adding the last four digits of his phone.Later, when Xiu Qi found out, he changed all his accounts to this password. He used it for many years, so that for a long time after the two broke up, Xiu Qi habitually entered this string when entering the password. So much so that even after so long, he never forgot.

Finally opened the document, Xiu Qi read it line by line.At that time, his writing was still very immature, and his logic and structure were broken. Even though he had already planned the ending of this story, there was still a kind of ostentatious sweetness between the lines, so those who were deceived into the pit at the beginning The pitifully small number of readers would never have guessed that the story they read that day was actually a sad story with a sweet cloak.

But in the end, they didn't even see the ending of this BE.

Because there were not many chapters serialized at the beginning, Xiu Qi finished reading it quickly. He felt sour in the corners of his eyes and something stuck in his chest. He wanted to cry, but found that he couldn't shed a single tear.

Those memories that he tried so hard to forget finally slowly emerged in his mind, and the scenes written in those stories became pictures covered with a layer of veil.Maybe it's because it's been too long, and because he knows that he can't go back after all, he is no longer sad.Like a bystander, he opened up his memories and looked at the two teenagers back then.

He suddenly remembered that when he wrote this story that day, he swore to Mu Yu that he would write down the story of the two of them, and when they got old and their memory was not good, they read this story together and recalled those stories. The good times of youth.

But they can't grow old together again.

Xiu Qi thought in a daze that he suddenly wanted to finish writing that story, even if it was a BE, there should always be an ending.

Xiu Qi reopened Jinjiang, clicked "Publish New Article" and slowly typed the title: "Regaining Youth", then filled in the basic information, and clicked Publish.

He logged into Weibo and posted a Weibo with his account of "Xiu Qi Xiaocute":

It has been six or seven years since I wrote the article, and one story after another has been slowly accumulated in the column, but due to some objective reasons, the original story has not been finished.I just stumbled across the old manuscript by accident, and suddenly felt that all stories should have an ending, regardless of whether the ending is happy or not, so let’s settle down for the new pit, and it will be updated tomorrow, with a link attached.

Soon he received a barrage of comments:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Congratulations on opening the pit, hurry up tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow's sofa is mine! Don't grab it from me."

Until a comment interrupted the peace in the comment area: "I just poked in and read the copy, and I don't know why I always feel that the name "Regaining My Youth" is very cruel when I hear it. I hope it's my illusion!"

This comment with a different style of painting was immediately opposed by other readers: "Of course it's your illusion! That's Xiu Qida! A professional in spreading dog food! How can you write abuse?!!"

Seeing this reply, Xiu Qi couldn't help but smiled wryly, it seemed that he was destined to disappoint this little cutie.This time it wasn't that he wanted to write abuse, he just wanted to write down their stories completely, but their stories were not complete.

After reading the comments silently for a while, and watching those happy reactions, Xiu Qi finally closed Weibo, opened a new document, and slowly typed the beginning of the story:

Xiu Qi often has a dream. He dreams of that hot summer many years ago. He was wearing a school uniform and his short hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to his forehead, but he still couldn't help shouting a person's name towards the stadium. Man, running on the court, throws a basketball into the hoop, then turns around and smiles at him.