Farming from the end of the world

Liang Lu had obviously collapsed at this moment, Zhou Lv asked with his eyes if he should comfort her.

Chen Guo shook her head and mouthed: "Let her cry, let her out."

Crying is a good way to relieve stress. It is better for Liang Lu to cry at this moment than to hold back all the time.

After the phone rang for a few minutes, it finally stopped, and Liang Lu finally stopped crying, but she was still sobbing on her stomach, hiccupping from time to time.

At this time, Chen Guo reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and asked a somewhat inexplicable question: "Liang Lu, have you bought the ticket to go home?"

"What..." Liang Lu raised her head, tears still in her eyes.

Grabbing a tissue and handing it over, Chen Guo continued: "If you don't buy it, it's fine. If you buy a ticket, it will be refunded."

Liang Lu took the tissue and looked at him blankly.

"You don't want to go back, then don't go back, find a job in another city, or stay here." Chen Guo said this with a natural attitude.

Liang Lu smiled wryly, with a strong nasal voice: "I'm sorry for letting you see such an ugly thing - I really don't want to go back, my mother, as you have seen, she has a bad temper, a strong desire to control, and a philistine Since I was a child, I had to listen to her in everything, and she would scold me vitriolicly for the slightest thing that didn’t go my way, and I decided to leave my hometown when I was very young and never go back.”

Wiping away her tears, she continued: "But I really don't live up to it. I haven't achieved much after working for a few years, and my business ability is not as good as that of employees who are several years younger than me. Everyone can ask me to do odd jobs and overtime. Stay in the big city I don’t have enough ability to go home, but I have to face my mother..."

She looked at Chen Guo: "Thank you, Chen Guo. I really like this place. If I could, I would really like to live here all the time. But I haven't saved much savings over the years. If I die, it will be enough for me to stay for half a year. It's just that, after half a year, I still have to go home penniless, and my mother's words will definitely be even worse."

Chen Guo paused, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Let me give you a suggestion, it's not forced, it's entirely based on your own choice."

Confusion appeared in Liang Lu's eyes.

Chen Guodao: "From the conversation you had with your mother just now, you have written novels, why didn't you continue? Many novels on the Internet are written by full-time authors, and the location and time are free. You can definitely try it. "

A red cloud floated on Liang Lu's face, and she coughed slightly in embarrassment: "Hey, that's because I read too many novels before, and wrote a little by myself, just for fun. How can I have the ability to write novels full-time..."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Chen Guo said, "B&Bs are more expensive. I can find you a house in the village for a monthly rent of a few hundred yuan a month. You don't spend much on food and drink in the rural area. It won't cost much money after three months, so why don't you give yourself three months to try?"

Liang Lu was taken aback for a moment, and there was some emotion on her face.

Seeing her heartbeat, Chen Guo added to the fire: "Are you still reading novels, do you still like them? Do you know the popular themes?"

This was indeed what Chen Guo said. Liang Lu had been reading novels for more than ten years. When she was in school, she bought physical books and rented them out at bookstores.After working, I became a reader of Jiangjiang Novel.com, and even now I still update it every day.

The novel is fictitious, but it is also a small safe haven when you are decadent and depressed.

"If you really can't accept no income for three months, you can also help out at the B&B." Chen Guo thought for a while, and then said, "Although the salary is not high, you can see that there are only twelve B&Bs in total. It won’t be very busy, the salary is enough for your daily life, and you can also have enough time to write novels.”

Liang Lu was already very moved, but after hesitating for a while, she still frowned and shook her head: "The major I studied in college has nothing to do with literature. forget it……"

Chen Guo was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Finally I know why you are called Chi Yumengqian. You were afraid of wolves and tigers, so you dare not try to break through. There is clearly a sea in front of you. Although there are stormy waves, it is also extremely vast. But you don’t even want to swim in it, you insist on going back to the small pond and continue to dream lightly.”

Liang Lu showed embarrassment.

"Everyone has their own choice, it's nothing." Having finished what he had to say, Chen Guo didn't insist if he didn't listen, "What time do you leave the day after tomorrow? Call me, and I'll drive you off."

After Liang Lu said thank you in a low voice, she fell silent, and Chen Guo didn't speak anymore.

After the meal, Liang Lu bid farewell and left, leaving Chen Guo and Zhou Lu to clean up.

After tidying up, each of them washed and went to bed.

Chen Guo has not spoken.

It wasn't until the light was turned off and lying on the bed that Zhou Lu asked softly, "Are you angry?"

Chen Guo was taken aback, and quickly replied: "No, why are you angry?" He was telling the truth. After all, Liang Lu and him didn't have much interaction, at most they were just ordinary friends. He felt sympathy for her, so Suggestions are made, but there is no obligation for others to adopt them, and he does not need to be angry because others do not adopt his suggestions.

To put it bluntly, it was just a chance encounter.

It's just that his various experiences have created a character that doesn't like to compromise and is unwilling to be subdued. Seeing that Liang Lu finally chose to go home, he was a little angry.

"Fortunately, it's just the relatively unfamiliar Liang Lu." He said, "If it's you, Zhou Lu, if you choose to compromise and retreat, I will really be angry."

Zhou Lu's heart skipped a beat, and the thoughts that were interrupted by Liang Lu's phone call at the dinner table just now came back. Although he knew that what Chen Guo was talking about could not be this matter, his heart still beat uncontrollably.

His throat was dry, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "I really have a tangled thing right now, and I don't know whether I should do it or not."

Chen Guo opened his closed eyes, and asked doubtfully, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Lv said vaguely: "It's hard to say the specifics, but it is indeed a very tangled matter. If I do it, the possibility of success is not high, and if I fail, it will have a great impact on my life."

Will it have a big impact on your life?Should it be related to study?After pondering for a moment, Chen Guo replied: "Zhou Lu, you are different from Liang Lu. You are more independent and mature than her. I don't know the specific situation, so I won't suggest that you must do it. You can think about it yourself. The best outcome and the worst outcome of this matter, if you feel that you cannot bear the worst outcome, then don’t do it.”

Zhou Lu sighed silently, the worst result?Of course, Chen Guo didn't accept it, and even felt disgusted, and the relationship between the two completely collapsed.

Sure enough, let this emotion become a secret forever, rotten in the stomach...

"But don't do it doesn't mean don't do it forever. It can be temporary." In the dark, Chen Guo said again, "The result that is unbearable now may be acceptable in the future. Each of us is growing, and we will gradually reduce the most Bad outcomes affect us, and we can improve what the best outcomes give us, and one day we can do this."

Feeling that what she said was a bit convoluted, Chen Guo summed it up concisely: "In short, work hard to make progress, make progress to the point where you can face the result calmly, and then do this thing!"

Zhou Lu's heart trembled violently, and his nose felt a little sore.

Chen Guo, Chen Guo.

This person, such a person, how could he let go?

"Thank you..." He murmured thanks, suppressing the strong emotion in his voice, "I will do it, one day."

One day, I will tell you clearly.

I like you.