countdown to winter

Extra Story [-] [If the novel is really written to the end, it is not recommended to read it, it will cause a little depression]

After Wen Xia and Shi Xing had been together for a long time, they quarreled.

The reason for the quarrel was strange - about who left first.

——It’s actually very funny. There is no answer to this kind of question at all, and you won’t be able to leave before the other party just because you win the dispute.

But during the quarrel, Shi Xing's words annoyed Wen Xia.

"If you leave, then there is no need for me to continue living."

Because of this sentence, Wen Xia didn't say a word to Shi Xing for nearly three days—he didn't know if it was right, he didn't want Shi Xing to live for him, he was nearly ten years older than Shi Xing, he must be the first In that case, he hoped that Shi Xing would continue to live well, instead of giving up his life so easily. For the sake of love, giving up life seems not worthwhile.

On the third day, Wen Xia had to go to work early. He is now in charge of the third class, and he has to watch the morning self-study.They were still lying on the same bed last night, but neither of them spoke. Wen Xia was upset and didn't sleep until early morning.

At this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and he accidentally scratched his chin while shaving, and blood dripped down. Wen Xia threw the razor aside in agitation, but there was one hand that was a step faster than him, pulling He took out the toilet paper and wiped his blood lightly.

Shi Xing said, "Why is it still broken?"

"Accidentally," Wen Xia took a deep breath and said, "You...go to sleep for a while."

The tone was too gentle, not like a cold war, but Wen Xia couldn't lose his temper with him, Shi Xing was such a good person, the words he said were not capricious and temper tantrum, he just loved Wen Xia, this Wen Xia couldn't open his mouth no matter what, Shi Xing's long eyelashes drooped, and he wiped it off carefully, saying, "Fortunately, it's not deep."

"..."

"Let me shave it for you, you are so hands and feet," Shi Xing took the razor and pinched his chin, Wen Xia was in a complicated mood.

Shi Xing carefully avoided the wound, shaved it clean, wiped it with a towel, and said, "Okay, it looks good."

Wen Xia sighed, turned to look in the mirror, and stroked her hair with her hands.

At this moment, Shi Xing hugged him from behind, and he could see Shi Xing's knuckle-boned hands gently resting in front of him in the mirror, the warm yellow light in the bathroom shone on it, even the crescent of nails They were all good-looking and cute, and Shi Xing's face rubbed against his back.

"Don't be angry with me anymore, okay?"

As soon as Wen Xia breathed out three days ago, he cleared up. He gently held Shi Xing's hand, wiped it, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not angry anymore."

"But you don't talk to me."

"Didn't you not talk to me?"

"I dare not."

"Why don't you dare?"

Shi Xing was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Wen Xia, I'm actually being selfish."

"Why?" Wen Xia asked.

"I don't want to watch you leave me," Shi Xing said in a muffled voice, "I dare not watch you die, I will remember it for a long time, why do people die? If you stand on my side, you What do you think? Teacher Wen, enlighten me."

Wen Xia opened her mouth, but couldn't find any answer.

No lover wants to see each other leave.

Wen Xia's eyes suddenly turned red, he turned around, hugged Shi Xing, kissed his forehead, the corners of his eyes, and his lips, and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore, okay——I love you."

Somebody has to leave first.

"But, Xing'er, even if I leave—it's early, let's make an assumption that you have to live well, okay?" Wen Xia whispered, "Don't make me worry about you, and ah, maybe I've lived a long time, and you've lived a long time, so maybe we both burp together."

Shi Xing laughed and took a while to answer him.

"Row."

But Wen Xia's fantasy didn't come true, Shi Xing left first.

When Shi Xing left very early, he was only in his 60s, he quit his job, and Wen Xia also retired. Shi Xing fell ill and had a high fever, and he passed away before he got over it.

Wen Xia has a bad memory when she gets old, always forgets things, and likes to chat, Shi Xing remembers these things, and hypermemory makes these things look like movies.

"Do you remember how my 35th birthday passed?"

"It's the past," Shi Xing said patiently, "You're still crying and saying don't come."

"..."

"Do you remember what I said when we first met in the classroom?"

"Say, hello everyone, I'm Wen Xia..."

"Then do you still remember the derivative formula?"

Shi Xing choked: "..."

Wen Xia dealt with Shi Xing's funeral almost calmly. It was strange, but he didn't feel too sad. He let himself go and nodded in the sound of "sorry".

After returning home, Wen Xia put on her slippers, wanted to drink a glass of water, but couldn't find the teacup, so she opened her mouth subconsciously.

"Xing'er, where is my teacup?"

After finishing speaking, tears poured out like bursting a bank, Wen Xia squatted on the bed, crying like a big man.

It's all right now, no one will keep a record and chat with him.

Wen Xia suddenly remembered the discussion and quarrel between him and Shi Xing about death a long time ago, and suddenly felt that Shi Xing was right, and he really didn't need to live anymore.

But in this short life, they were very much in love.

You go slowly and wait for me.

postscript

dear you:

Hello, nice to see you at the end.

In fact, I didn’t want to write a postscript at first, and felt that what I wrote did not meet my own standards, so it was not suitable for writing a postscript. But after thinking about it, I also wrote it word by word carefully, so it’s okay to write a postscript.

This is the first time for me to finish a long story, or a novella. "The Star that Fell on the Rose" is a short story, which belongs to the work of practicing pens. It is my honor to be liked by so many people.

The article "Countdown to Winter" was an inspiration that popped up suddenly at that time. At that time, I only thought of one image, which was Shi Xing sitting on a tall building, looking down indifferently.It slowly extended into such a story later, which is actually quite amazing.

I haven’t thought about the two characters of Wen Xia and Shi Xing for a long time, but I wrote a little more about Shi Xing’s character than Wen Xia. I didn’t complete his character design completely. His family background , His behavior requires me to constantly think from his perspective - what would I do if I were a time star.

But many times I still think wrong, I put myself too much into the role of Shi Xing, so many "accidents" will happen, so I am very grateful to Ren Ren for the revision suggestions~

Wen Xia's role didn't take a lot of effort. He has a good family, almost perfect personality, and a positive energy role. He has received a good education since he was a child and has a gentle attitude towards everything.So his character creation is easier than Shi Xing.

I also spent a lot of effort on this book, and it took much longer than Rose to write. Of course, there must be a reason for the large number of words.I overturned the first edition at the beginning, and overturned it three times at the end, and changed the details in the middle many times myself.

Here I would like to thank Renren again~ She gave me a lot of help. For example, the place where Shixing’s birthday was originally written was not like that. The confession plot I see now is that Ren Ren helped modify der, I love Ren Ren.

My character design and plot setting have always been weak points, but I have been working hard, hoping to do well.

I often read comments, but there are very few replies. It’s not because I want to put on airs or something, but because I don’t know what to reply, so I often worry that if I don’t reply, you will not be with me. Son, it's kind of funny.

Thank you, thank you very much.

I am very afraid of disappointing others. I am very worried that others will think that my book is not as good-looking as "Rose", so I keep revising and questioning myself for a while. After reading it myself, I think it is not bad. The degree of completion Although it is not very high, it has reached the ordinary standard in my heart.

I probably started writing in high school, just in a notebook, and the readers are also at the same table. I have never finished a work that exceeds 2w, and I just wrote for fun. I started writing in the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, but the shortcomings are very obvious. Pigeon wrote an article, and now you should be able to find it when you search for "Named Relationship", it belongs to black history QVQ. "Rose" is the first time I have completed a work online, and "Winter" is the second.

I like writing very much, but my own cultural level is just like that, but I am willing to learn, try to become a better me, write better things, and keep improving.

From "Rose" to "Countdown", I hope you can feel that I have made a little progress. In that case, what I wrote is not a failure.

I don’t plan to make any money from writing. It would be great if someone reads it. It’s my honor if someone likes it. Every time someone private message me on Weibo and send me a comment, saying that they like my wife’s writing, I’m actually a little apprehensive Yes, when I am excited, I also think, what can I do, I am nothing more than that.

Really, I save the full text of the manuscript to be worthy of those who like me. After writing the whole thing, I will keep revising it, show it to others, and continue to revise it according to other people's opinions. I will do my best.Every time I see comments, I feel full of motivation. I don’t need to make money now. Of course, I am a layman, and I can make money, but people read it. It is my original intention to write, and it will not change in the future.

The next book is "Peachy Dialogue". In the entertainment industry, I have never written about this topic, and I haven't read many articles on this topic. At the same time, it also involves another topic that I haven't written about, ABO. So, in fact, this article is more than It's within my comfort zone, it's not my forte.

Stepping out of the comfort zone is a very risky behavior. I don’t have many readers. Once this book is wrongly written, it is easy to lose fans. But think about it, let’s try it. I can’t stay in the comfort zone all my life. Write about unfamiliar subjects.

If this doesn't make you like it, I hope you don't lose hope in me.

This article will probably be overhauled at the end of this year. At that time, I should be able to see my faults. I hope I can change it as I like~

After this book is finished, a small fairy tale will be serialized on Weibo. It should be practiced. The combination of arrogant and naive, about [-] words, not long, just watch and play. Not necessarily actually QVQ.

Then I hope to see everyone in "Peachy Dialogue"~

Finally, thank you again, those who have encouraged me, liked me, and given me hugs, you are all like stars in summer, bright and gentle.

I really hope you have good luck every day-go out to pick up money, you can buy the sweetest strawberries, the shop owner will give you a bubble gum after paying the bill, you can eat hot meals when you eat, and you can buy magicians Add another pack, everyone will smile at you, you are like soaking in a honey pot, and there is transparent oxygen in the honey.

--Such as

The author has something to say: Goodbye~