One person: I wanted to give up, but my abilities wouldn't allow it.

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It was probably on a rainy night.

After dinner, she suddenly asked me to go out for barbecue.

In the glow of the barbecue stall lights, she hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Several times I asked her if she had something to say.

She shook her head and handed me a skewer of large kidneys.

After a few rounds of drinks...

Perhaps the alcohol suddenly made her much bolder.

She suddenly looked up and stared at me with unprecedented seriousness.

What would happen if I wrote a novel?

Her voice trembled a little.

"are you crazy?"

I was a little surprised.

Seeing those novels with millions of words makes even a full-time writer feel hopeless.

Besides, she's a complete novice who's never even passed an essay.

"Oh."

After hearing what I said, she simply nodded and didn't say anything more.

in the following days.

I haven't seen her for about three months.

When we meet again, it's in the middle.

Then I was on a bus again.

Compared to her previous pretty appearance, the change in her appearance was so striking that I almost didn't recognize her.

It's like he's become a completely different person; he's changed drastically.

7. A gloomy temperament and a dejected face.

1. Hair that hasn't been washed for several days... Is this really the same person she used to be?

How did 7 end up looking like this?!

2. I was surprised.

There was a vague suspicion.

I heard that she has actually started writing a novel.

My QQ signature is always something like, "Please pay attention to my new book," etc.

Could it be that writing novels turned her into what she is now? Yes, it seems that authors don't really care about their image.

It is not accepted by the public.

"You...what a coincidence." She saw me on the bus.

It was a little awkward when we greeted each other.

I responded with a smile.

After some discussion,

We rediscovered the feeling of friendship.

She wasn't as awkward when she spoke as before.

When she talked about writing novels...

She made me go see it, she enthusiastically made me go see it.

It absolutely blows away those idiotic novels on Feilu.

I find it hard to believe.

then.

After I got home, I couldn't resist watching it.

I studied it diligently all day.

to be frank.

I really tried my best to keep watching.

but,

No matter how hard I try,

However, I couldn't get as engrossed in any of them as I did with other novels.

At last.

We really have no choice but to give up!

I really wanted to find even the slightest bit of merit in her book.

It was there to entice me to keep watching despite the discomfort.

Unfortunately.

I ultimately failed.

Her book.

As I expected, it didn't become as popular as she had anticipated.

They were even unable to sign a contract.

Perhaps this is why she became so depressed.

After that incident...

We haven't been in contact for six months.

Her QQ status hasn't been updated since.

The profile picture never lit up; I don't know if it's invisible or offline.

I think of her sometimes.

Her stunning beauty from that time still lingers in my mind.

And the slovenly appearance that comes with writing novels.

Life goes on.

I've finally saved enough money.

I met a kind older sister who writes novels. When she heard that I wanted to write a book, she taught me how to write one.

Compared to her, I'm considered lucky on this path.

And so this book came into being.

The book is about to be released, and I hope everyone will subscribe.

That way I can take my grades to her.

Let her know this path; it's one that's impassable for her, but one that I can take.

At last.

May you all have striking eyebrows, bright eyes, a refined and handsome appearance, and straight, thin lips.

Debonair, dashing, and handsome; ancient carvings and paintings.

Calm and elegant, handsome and serene, with a gentle smile as he holds up his fan.

He was handsome and dashing, with an imposing presence and elegant demeanor.

To our handsome, dashing, and imposing fathers.

There was a woman who was stunningly beautiful, with a face that could rival the beauty of fish and geese, and naturally gorgeous.

She possessed a fairy-like beauty, delicate eyebrows, and graceful charm.

With white teeth and red lips, adorned like jade, and as beautiful as peaches and plums.

My girlfriend, whether she's lightly or heavily made up, possesses stunning beauty, is petite and exquisite, and stands gracefully tall!

I'm off to write now.

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Chapter 49 The Grand Ritual of Luo Tian

Lin Chen licked his lips; the parts of him that shouldn't be agitated were always restless.

He picked up the unsteady Zhao Ling'er, threw her on the bed, and took off her shoes.

A pair of small, white feet gleamed under the light.

Small and cute.

Because of the tugging, Zhao Ling'er's collar was open, revealing a deep cleavage.

Lin Chen felt his mouth was dry and his body was becoming increasingly agitated.

I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't do something about it.

Doing something seems like I'd be letting Ling'er down.

His rational mind was in a frantic struggle between doing and not doing.

Zhao Ling'er seemed completely unaware that she was in a dangerous situation.

A pair of narrow, beautiful eyes gazed at Lin Chen with misty eyes.

Noticing his gaze, she smiled sweetly:

"Hey kid, where are you looking?"

Lin Chen swallowed hard, struggling to shift his gaze back to her charming and beautiful face.

"Does it look good?"

Before Lin Chen could answer, Zhao Ling'er asked again.

"nice!"

Lin Chen answered honestly.

Zhao Ling'er giggled again.

Like a hundred flowers in bloom, it is breathtakingly beautiful.

She reached out and twisted Lin Chen's waist, saying sweetly:

"You look skinny, but you're actually quite well-built!"

Lin Chen felt a tingling sensation where she had touched him.

Reason is on the verge of collapse.

Zhao Ling'er reached out and hugged Lin Chen's neck.

She looked up and blew a breath into his ear.

"Is your sister pretty?"

"Pretty!"

Lin Chen was now certain that the woman in front of him was seducing him while she was drunk.

Then he won't be polite.

He leaned down.

I kissed those red lips I had longed for.

Zhao Ling'er let out a soft "Mmm" and then began to respond to him.