Xia Zhixu just finished, Xu Qichen immediately put the pillow on the bed, did not say a word, so he stood up and pushed the car forward, his back was stiff, even the walking posture was not very natural.
Like a cute little puppet.
Looking at him like this, funny and funny, Xia Zhixu also stood up, put his hands back into his pockets as before, stood behind him and stared at the tip of his red ears.
"I've been choosing for a long time, but I won't buy a pillow?"
"Well."
Xia Zhi said with a smile: "also, our pillows are furnishings. Every time I sleep, I don't always rest on my arm."
As soon as he said this, Xu Qichen's ears became redder and his pace quickened.
It's so cute.
Xia Zhixu sighs ten thousand times in his heart every day, but he doesn't think it's enough.
Xu Qichen went home to have a rest. After a while, he got into his study and began to write. Xia Zhixu arranged all the furniture and furnishings he had bought and took Xu Qichen's computer into the studio.
Xu Qichen's novel is the subject of criminal investigation, and the plots are all connected by cases. In fact, it has been serialized for nearly 200000 words, but the two protagonists' emotional line is so thin that readers begin to doubt whether it is a * * novel after all.
In accordance with the Convention, he opened his novel page, dragged the mouse to the bottom to see the reader's comments, but he didn't see them for two days, leaving many more messages.
[Chuang Sheng Xiaomeng]: this time, Xi'a dada must be struggling with whether this book is to attack or suffer death.
Song yuanyan's youngest wife: Xi'a opens her drawer, which is full of blades. "I'm so distressed. Which blade is better today."
[meow Jun]: maybe this book can survive! [naive face
[Dr. Su is also cool today]: what's the use of living? I still remember the fear dominated by Lin Xuan's ending Why don't we all die? 233
[you're all right]: otherwise, let's make a bet on whether this book will end in attack or suffer.
[moyaaa]: it's a crime to detain a train of leather blades. After all, it's a criminal police, and there's no one for a high-risk occupation.
[Mengze is mine]: I think it's an attack. I feel that several foreshadows before are setting up flags for the attack, and the life experience of the attack has not yet been revealed. Plus the clues accumulated from those cases before, I think it's very likely that there will be a big attack in the end, and then the attack will die, and the ending will get a tragic sublimation.
[kitty who doesn't eat fish]: maybe this attack and suffering will end together
[thin into a light]: die together!
[I love siada]: as long as it's siada's blade, no matter how sharp it is, I can eat it
Looking at these messages, Xu Qichen's heart is very complex.
Is his novel so abusive?
Although half of the previous protagonists are dead, it's all artistic expression
Forget it, I can't make it up myself.
Xu Qichen sighed, recalled the contents of the first two chapters, looked at the outline, and began to write formally. Every time he writes a novel, the whole person will be immersed in it, especially when inspiration comes, and even forget the time.
The plot of a criminal investigation novel usually involves a lot of details and dialogues. While writing, Xu Qichen looks through the criminal investigation documentary books on hand. When he looks up, he finds a glass of milk on the desk. He turns his head and sees Xia Zhixu standing beside the desk.
"Are you finished?"
Xia Zhixu replied, "well. The notebook has a new system for you. You can try it later. "
Xu Qichen nodded, picked up the cup and drank a mouthful of milk. It was warm and sweet.
"Is it good?"
Xu Qichen put down the cup, mouth stained with a circle of white milk stains, like a cute fake beard, "good to drink."
Xia Zhixu bent down to kiss his mouth, and then reached out to wipe off the milk stains on his mouth. When he got up, he licked his fingers and said to himself thoughtfully, "it seems that the sugar is a little too much."
Xu Qichen's heart beats so fast, looking at Xia Zhixu's back as he leaves the room.
Looking back at the codewords, he found that all the square characters on the screen were dancing restlessly, which made him feel restless and his mind was full of Xia Zhixu's face.
He suddenly found that Xia Zhixu's existence was the biggest obstacle to his writing.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Once again into the plot, according to the progress of the outline, this chapter is the end chapter of the third case. After all the foreshadowing, the relationship between the two protagonists also has more emotional interaction because of a dangerous rescue, which was originally a part of Xu Qichen's worst.
In the previous chapters of this kind of emotional sublimation, Xu Qichen basically used the plot to cover the past, and the rest of them were taken with a brush.He remembered what Xia Zhixu had joked with him before, and told him not to write him dead in the future. Xu Qichen decided to write a little first.
With both hands on the keyboard and looking at the words on the screen, Xu Qichen began to be distracted. The words Xia Zhixu said to him always flashed through his mind. I don't know why, suddenly inspiration came out in his mind, about the conversation and contact between the two protagonists.
It seems that they can communicate with each other smoothly
After nearly an hour's writing, Xu Qichen finally finished this chapter, sorted it out from beginning to end, and finally sent out the new chapter.
He got up from his chair, stretched, picked up his mobile phone and went out. Xia Zhixu was sitting on the carpet in front of the TV playing games with VR glasses on his head. He didn't see Xu Qichen coming out at all.
Xu Qichen looks at Xia Zhixu shaking around, holding the handle in his hand, as if he is playing a racing game. Maybe he's cool in the game, but he looks silly outside. Xu Qichen can't help laughing and reaches in front of him.
Xia Zhixu was still holding the handle, and suddenly leaned to the far left unprepared. Xu Qichen quickly moved forward to avoid him bumping into himself.
Xu Qichen, who successfully dodged, sat opposite him and looked at him. Xia Zhixu was very serious when he played the game. His lips were tightly pursed, as if he had entered a continuous curve. His body kept leaning to the left and right until he rushed out of the curve and the whole person sat upright.
It's so interesting.
The more he looked, the more he felt that Xia Zhixu was like a high school student. Xu Qichen couldn't help sitting close to him. He put his hands on the carpet, put his head close to him when he wasn't shaking, and kissed him on the lips.
Just a kiss. Xu Qichen was like a child who did something wrong. He wanted to run away soon, but his hand was caught by Xia Zhixu, and the handle fell to the ground. His other hand took off the VR glasses, and his eyes narrowed slightly because he didn't adapt.
"Have you finished?"
Xu Qichen looked guilty. He pursed his mouth and nodded. Seeing the handle falling on the ground, he asked with a smile, "are you finished?"
"Lost." Xia Zhixu glanced at him and squeezed his hand hard. "I could have been the first one. I didn't know anything by your kiss. I saw several cars passing by. Oh." He heaved a heavy sigh, pulled Xu Qichen over, held him in his arms, and kissed him several times like punishment.
Xu Qichen, whose nose was wrinkled, covered Xia Zhixu's mouth and said with a smile, "I'm in a very good mood now."
Xia Zhixu pecked his palm a few times and took his hand down. "How, I'm so happy to see that I lose."
"No Xu Qichen put up his legs and bent his knees. "When I was just writing, I found that I had finally broken through a bottleneck."
Xia Zhixu raised his eyebrows and looked at his face with an open look.
"It's the emotional line. I suddenly find that I can write a more fluent and natural emotional line. It may not be very sweet, but I think the interaction of the protagonist is much better than before." Xu Qichen's expression is very happy, "and the ending of this one I also have a better idea."
Xia Zhixu nodded thoughtfully, "Oh So is this one your death or mine? "
"What." Xu Qichen discontentedly mentioned Xia Zhixu, "how can you be the same as my readers?" He soon realized another meaning in Xia Zhixu's words, "what you, my, this one is not written according to you..."
When he finished, he felt that he had no confidence. Xu Qichen looked away.
"So..." Xia Zhixu stretched his arms, grasped Xu Qichen's crotch bones on both sides, stretched out his legs, and moved him to his legs, then held him firmly in his arms, "then why do I see the setting of the protagonist so familiar? He has a high mathematical talent. His hair and pupils are very black. He likes sports and can play the piano. By the way, it's a coincidence that he is 186cm in height and as tall as me. "
Being personally exposed by the archetype of the character makes Xu Qichen want to find a hole to get under the ground now, but he is so trapped that he can't go anywhere, so he can only cover his ears with his head down and ask him not to say anything.
Xia knew that Xu Le couldn't be supported. "I'll take a picture of you now and make it look like you don't listen to Wang Ba chanting scriptures."
Hearing this, Xu Qichen suddenly raised his head, "you!"
Xia Zhi Xu Baji kisses Xu Qichen's mouth, makes an expression of begging for mercy and shakes his shoulder, "I don't want to die. Let me live to the end this time."
Xu Qichen tugged at the corners of his mouth in a small voice. "Originally, he would not have died this time And it's going to be he. I've figured out the ending. "
"Think about it." Xia Zhixu held his hand on his back and said happily, "what's the end, together? Did you do anything happy
After hearing this, Xu Qichen kicked him again."Hello! Don't kick around... " Xia Zhixu grabs his ankle. "Don't you want to be happy for the rest of your life?"
"What's the fun?" Xu Qichen raised his chin slightly and raised his eyebrows.
A [I'm super a] look.
Seeing his little ancestor like this, Xia Zhixu immediately changed his tone of voice very coordinately and answered with a desire for survival, "that's How happy it is to eat, sleep, watch movies, and do anything with us. "
That's about the same.
"No more bullshit. I'm going to read the reader's message." Xu Qichen took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his home clothes. He wanted to free himself from Xia Zhixu's arms. He was hugged by Xia Zhixu again. "Don't run. Just watch it here. I want to see it too."
"All right." Xu Qichen turned his body, changed his back to Xia Zhixu's posture, nestled in his arms, took out his mobile phone to open the novel serial page.
"I think my readers will like it. This chapter is about the plot of attacking and accepting together by accident," he said, leaning in Xia Zhixu's arms
Xia Zhixu's voice was in his ear, and he said in a low voice: "is it on the bus?"
Xu Qichen gave him an elbow and flipped down until he came to the comment area.
[farewell to the real thing]: after watching the update, I specially dropped out to take a look at the name of the article and the author. I still can't believe it. It's not a dream.
You are not alone upstairs!
[Mengze my baby]: step back 1!
[my meow]: what!!!! I'm under attack!???! Tell me this is a sugar shaped blade!
[miss Lin is mine]: it's not a hug, it's a way to hurt each other by physical contact between attack and reception [try to help Mrs. Xi'a explain
[Momo]: the time difference party says that I must not wake up. I'll make up for it first, and then I'll see if I wake up. Maybe I'm broken by the attack.
[Zhima Tangyuan Jun]: This is not my dream! I don't believe it!! Give me back my West Asia!
[did you marry me today? ]I'm so scared. How can Xi ADA send sugar? It's impossible. Who will wake me up!
[Shia's wife]: I don't think it was written by someone else (whisper BB, Yaya, don't hit me)
Xia Zhixu's voice of trying to suppress a smile looms behind his back and becomes Xu Qichen's BGM to read the comments.
Xu Qichen had a black face and said, "if you want to laugh, laugh."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Xia Zhixu smiles so much that he has to look up. Xu Qichen turns half of his body and pushes him to the ground. Xia Zhixu just lies on the ground, covers his stomach and laughs.
"How come all of you are like this." Xu Qichen angrily kicked him, "very angry."
Xia Zhixu grasped Xu Qichen's foot with a smile and imitated his tone
Xu Qichen also wanted to kick him, but Xia Zhixu dragged him by the ankle. He reached out and touched Xu Qichen's head, and his tone was like coaxing a child. "Oh, my little ancestors, we are not angry. They tease you. They are stunned by sugar. They can't slow down."
Having said that, Xu Qichen's heart is still a little unhappy, "no sugar after that."
"No, Xiao Xu, this is just the first step of the long march. The sea of stars is waiting for you to conquer!"
Xu Qichen glanced at him and sighed, "OK."
That's great. Xia Zhixu said with a smile in his heart.
"If you sprinkle sugar crazily in the future, they will be crazy with joy." Xia Zhixu kisses his lips, "I give you exclusive authorization."
"What is authorized?"
"Prototype." Xia Zhixu picked eyebrows, "you can use me as the prototype to write a lifetime of novels."
Xu Qichen stood up and said, "who is rare?"
"Oh, yes," Xia Zhixu also stood up, "I really spoiled you, and developed your hidden arrogant and charming attributes."
Xu Qichen chuckles and takes his notebook from the coffee table and puts it on his lap. Xia Zhixu goes to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water and leans against the refrigerator. Xu Qichen pressed the power on button, and found that the time of turning on the computer was significantly shortened. What surprised him even more was that he heard a familiar voice that he could no longer be familiar with.
"Good evening, I'm your exclusive operating system, No. 201509010739."
Xu Qichen looked at his computer in surprise, turned his head and looked at Xia Zhixu, who was leaning against the refrigerator and smiling at him, and heard the voice from the computer again.
Still as before, no waves, but let him hear a trace of the joy of reunion.
"Long time no see, Mr. Xu."