Can you writers fight better?

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I have nothing to say, and to be precise, I really don't know what to say.

Because of this situation, the fuck is not the first time.

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Chen Fu saw me pursing his lips, sighed softly, and comforted him: "Don't worry, if the author is really screwed... Maybe the situation is not as bad as imagined."

"You see, don't we have self-consciousness? Without detailed arrangements and descriptions, maybe we can have a day when we can really do whatever we want..."

His voice almost disappeared at the end.

I didn't answer, just stared at him fixedly.

Chen Fu's voice was a little weaker, a little helpless: "There are some things we can't predict. If we really reach the point where we are all going to disappear, we might as well cherish the present..."

As he spoke, he sat on the toilet and stretched out his hand. His eyes were bright and he looked a little nervous.

There was no one else in the toilet, but the loud music outside still vaguely reached our ears through the door panel.

Very heavy metal, very rock.

The performer is probably a person who is full of love and passion for life. He doesn't know that his life is facing a huge test like this world, and he is venting his overflowing vitality.In sharp contrast to the silence of the toilet cubicle.

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Cough, people like me who have seen big winds and waves are actually very open-minded about this kind of thing.

I didn't speak just now, and Chen Fu misunderstood that I was getting scared and worried, but it wasn't...

I was just thinking at the time that it wasn’t the first time that a stupid/forceful author got tricked. This author is like this, with his brains flying all over the sky, leaving vests everywhere to make holes, and when he writes until he doesn’t want to write, he resolutely leaves a group of readers who are waiting to be fed. , waved his sleeves and met the next vest without a cloud.

People in the rivers and lakes are known as: "Ace Pigeon"

As the protagonist, on behalf of the readers, I express my deep condemnation of this behavior!For example, if you read this novel, although Chen Fu and I are officially together, we don’t even mention the plot of proposing and getting married abroad... (This seems to be an indispensable plot in a sweet novel!)

It suddenly occurred to me that if the author could write such a plot, I was wearing a black suit, Chen Fu was wearing a white suit, and they stepped into the palace of marriage together, that scene must be eye-catching and extremely romantic.

Cough... I mean extremely romantic in the eyes of the readers.

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It may be that my sad and condemning eyes misunderstood my official partner, and the atmosphere was suddenly sensational. In order not to spoil the atmosphere, I had no choice but to continue to stretch out my hand in silence and pull the person on the toilet up.

The moment the body returned to standing, Chen Fu quickly stretched out his hands and hugged me, patted me twice and whispered in my ear: "It's okay, we'll always be together"

I scratched my head, let it go.

The Internet is connected by a thread, cherish this relationship.

This is not good, there is really no way to say, maybe I will see you next time.

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Chen Fu raised his head and asked, "Then what do you think?"

My idea is that you don't hold me so tightly, I feel a little pain.

I don't know why I still didn't make a sound, maybe the light in his eyes was too conspicuous, and I was a little embarrassed by the burning, so I subconsciously started to hide my head like an ostrich to escape.

But these are not important anymore, Chen Fu has already stood on tiptoe and gave me a long and lingering kiss in the narrow compartment.

The first kiss has nothing to do with the main quest or side quest.

After the kiss was over, he stood there without moving, as if he was waiting for my reaction.

I silently licked my lips, which smelled of the familiar sweet watermelon juice.

I said with difficulty: "Are you really drunk? Why didn't I taste the wine?"