Vol 3 Chapter 832: Row

It will be done in August, but the heat in midsummer is still going on.
The climate of the city is full of malice, the winter here has a deep cold, and in summer there is a sultry heat.
Of course, for the long-awaited air-conditioned room, who rarely went out, it seems that he has nothing to do with him...
Recently, in addition to being busy in the game, things in life have gradually increased. After all, there is a lot of uninvited "roommates" at home, and many lifestyle habits are naturally changing.
In addition, the creation of his novel "The End of Nightmare" has also entered the final stage. As a person with a nearly morbid paranoia about the work... Every time before the long work, the geeks will fall into an extremely slow and tangled state of creation; the chapters that can be written in an hour can reach this stage... ...maybe have to write a day.
Every time at this time, he will think of chuck (the first prophet in "The Force of Evil", recording the experience of the two protagonists as a novelist). The line ending in the fifth season of the SPN - the ending, is the most difficult . As long as there is a keyboard, even the monkey can knock out the beginning. But the ending...not the case. You always want to do everything at the last minute, but you can never be satisfied with everyone. Fans will be dissatisfied anyway, and find some pits that are not filled, but since it is the end, you are fearless and write what you really want to write.
I didn’t feel that I was deeply impressed by this passage, but... the fan who was most obsessed with his work, as a sly, mean, and unsatisfied fan... is his own.
A creator who is extremely narcissistic and perfectionist tends to fall into an infinitely cyclical state of "self-torture." Many times, such people don't really care about the opinions of others. They are often driven crazy by themselves...
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Oh...
On the morning of September 3, I couldn't help but sit in front of the computer and quickly tap the keyboard.
His face was condensed, his fingertips were flying; his eyes were on the screen and he was traveling outside the sky.
at last. After a few hours of hard work, he took a sigh of relief...
"Call--" sealed the document, stretched out, picked up the cup of cold coffee next to the computer table, and stood up while drinking.
"Oh..." As soon as he turned around, he squirted the coffee from his mouth back into the cup.
"Hey, the head of the team, are you so sick and disgusting?" The little spirit who was eating snacks on the sofa immediately looked at him with a disgusted look.
"Where is it..." If the rain is cold and cold, "At least he didn't spray directly on the ground or on someone's face."
At this point, Feng Guan looked at it and found that if the rain, Xiaoling, Xiaoshen, Baoqing, An Yueqin, they all sat on the sofa in the living room. Looking at the home theater with a smile. Inferred from the number of drinks and melon husks placed on the coffee table... they have been at least an hour.
"When are you entering the house?" I was shocked. "How did I not notice it at all?"
"It’s the distraction of the earth’s self-transfer.
If the rain immediately returned to the expression with no expression.
I have to say that this tank spit very well. However, among the "people" present, only she, her brother, and the side of Assas can get a smile on this sentence.
"Oh..." It’s hard to be stunned by the people. He smiled and smiled, and then joined the ranks of friends. "I seem to think of it... Today is the rotten marathon. Day 'Is it?'
"Yeah, we have all finished reading one." Xiao sighed back.
"Speak up..." He answered, "This was originally a gathering of our brothers. How has this number increased now?"
"Well?" The next second, if the rain casts a sharp gaze.
"I will come with my boyfriend, can't I?" Xiaoling grabbed Xiaoshen's arm and looked at him with dead fish eyes. Not angry, said.
"I came to the draft, do you have any opinions?" An Yueqin also replied with a similar intimidation.
Hearing the words, he did not hesitate for a second, and then looked at Ruo Yu, Xiao Ling and Miss An Da. Say three phrases: "Oh, OK, no opinion..."
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In the next few dozen minutes. I don’t feel a bit absent-minded.
He is not unhappy, he just can't help but start thinking about life...
Five months ago, he lived a nocturnal, irregular life. Disordered biological clocks, bad eating habits, lack of exercise, unknown and abandoning "diseases", etc.... Pieces are a man who is extremely negative in life.
Today, five months later, I can't help living a long, early, healthy, uplifting life... There is a cat in his family, and a woman who cares much about him; in the virtual and reality worlds. His social circle has expanded tenfold; his other best friend seems to be entering the siege of marriage; his understanding of the supernatural world has made a qualitative leap in both theory and practice... ...
When I looked back, I found out that I changed myself. His dark life seems to have been a few more colors, he was also drowned, and immersed in the shackles in front of him...
After reading this, he discovered that the real world is not so "boring", "boring", "desperate and disgusting". Because the world itself does not carry any emotionalism.
Disgusting, or loving life... has always been just a subjective choice and experience of human beings. To say that there is any objective pain in this world, it is also caused by the influence of each other.
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When it was near dusk, everyone had already left.
In the house, there is only a seal and Li Ruoyu.
At half past six, I felt that I had done three dishes and one soup. If the rain also packed up the house.
They sat opposite the table and ate at the sunset.
In peacetime, the two talked less when they were eating, just eating silently.
"Well..." Suddenly, Feng Jie put down the chopsticks in his hand, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "I have something to ask you."
"Say." If the rain did not realize what the other party was going to ask her, it was just a casual response.
"Can you... try... to see me." Feng did not ask a question in a difficult tone.
At this moment, the look on Li Ruoyu's face and the movements on his hand stagnate at the same time.
Then, it was nearly twenty seconds of silence.
These twenty seconds, for the sake of the seal, it feels like a lifetime...
Twenty seconds later, she looked up at him, kept her usual calm and cold, and gave a short answer: "Yes." (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!
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