C13 Worry Worry Words

It was not that he was indifferent and heartless, but that his heart had always been closed, unable to be opened temporarily. When he returned to his room, he said that he did not take it to heart at all, that was a lie, the other party was a girl, an emotional animal, how could he be alright, more or less, he felt guilty and apologetic.

His mind was completely blank. Even what he was doing was completely entangled by tonight's events, and he couldn't help but take the mouse and search for something in the computer document, and he actually clicked on the QQ that he hadn't logged in for a long time, then went online. His avatar lit up, and a message popped up, then he took out a cigarette, twitched, lit up, took a long drag, and blew out a long puff of smoke, his mood seemed to have calmed down a lot.

"QUEEN. Who cares. We'll talk later." The message quickly said, "You are all good friends now. You can chat freely now." Then, her comic-like profile picture flashed continuously. This was a notification from the other party, "Hello!"

Fan Shuang quickly replied with a keyboard, "Hello. Is your online name quiet or cute?"

The other side was a bit too slow, so he didn't pay too much attention to the computer's online status. The other side was a bit too slow, so he didn't pay too much attention to the computer's online status. Even God couldn't keep up with him. He remembered that the fastest record he could get on his computer every day was "About 6 hours, 10 thousand 3000 or so". That was when he was completely focused.

Not long later, he received a reply, "No." Fan Shuang typed faster than he did, so he could be considered a typical "otaku". He then asked, "What did you mean then?" My English is not good and I don't like riddles. "

"Old woman?" This was what the other side had said in their reply.

Fan Shuang was surprised and immediately looked at the QQ details. It clearly stated that he was 20 years old. When he entered the space to look, his heart immediately went into a mess. Wasn't this the little fiend in the next room? They were all simple faces, still considered pure, and couldn't help but ask herself, "She's not angry?" Then why did he rush into his own room? Was she angry? "Then why did you take the initiative to add me to your QQ?" Fan Shuang wanted to get to the bottom of many things, but it was often this easy to fall into, and he was unable to extricate himself.

Doubts, doubts and even puzzlement, what kind of mentality did Sister have? How did she know my QQ number, her own phone number had been leaked, it had violated her privacy, but that was at the time when she was renting a house, it couldn't be helped, yesterday she had to leave due to a bad meal, my sister didn't come back until night, she couldn't enter the house, the call was given to her by my mom, this had been confirmed, but the QQ number never told anyone, not even her mother had revealed it, how did she know, thought hard a while, then couldn't ask directly, finally concluded that there were people in the vicinity of QQ right now, it must have been searched like this.

"To think that I would be the flesh of a human. How much hatred must I have?" Holding onto this question, Fan Shuang asked, "Sister, you..." Do you want to take revenge on me? "

"Hehe, you know it's me? I'm not thinking of anything else, I just want to try and see if I can add you, Uncle! "

"En..." What if I don't go to QQ? Isn't your goal useless? " Fan Shuang's mood immediately became more cheerful, and her words were laced with a sense of teasing.

The other party replied, "It can't be. I didn't add it tonight, and there's still tomorrow night. Anyway, you've been hugging your laptop to sleep, and one day you'll add me. Besides, aren't you feeling a little guilty right now?"

Fan Shuang was shocked. She thought to herself uneasily, "They really came with a purpose. Are they trying to pick a fight with me or something?" He felt like an idiot, allowing her to mock and ridicule him. He temporarily did not reply and put the chat window to the side, deciding to write a novel first.

His original plan was to write around ten thousand words per chapter, with an estimate of one hundred and twenty chapters ending. Who knew that his plot was too big, and he had not finished ten chapters yet, which caused him to be extremely anxious, and now, there were only a few wuxia novels left, such as Jin Yong and Gu Long. Unfortunately, with the rise of Xuanhuan and Xianxia, wuxia was already considered outdated, and both editors and editors had more than once tried to persuade Fan Shuang to write fantasy novels, but he had always adhered to his principles.

It was not because he was afraid of writing bad novels, but that he had read many works like this on the web, often bragging about his master's ability to do anything, and it was not as true as the novels in the TV series. This was the truth, after all, he did not dare touch them, perhaps because his own emotional experience was shallow, almost nil.

Her mind was in a mess, unable to calm down at all and continued to write her martial arts novel. Her sister's chat window was jumping again and again, causing her to feel disturbed again and again.

The other person asked, "Why is Uncle ignoring them online? Did I disturb you, or were you reading anime? "

Fan Shuang wanted to reply, "Yes, you're the one who's making a fuss about me." However, he felt that this was very indifferent and heartless. Since the other party was so enthusiastic and lively, why did he have to spout such malicious words at him? He replied, "No, I …" It has nothing to do with you that the novel can't be written. "

"Oh, is it really okay? Don't think too much into it. Just let nature take its course. Maybe one day when you're interested, you will naturally write even more interesting plots and stories. "

Although he was not convinced, he was able to say it deeply. He replied, "Yes, perhaps it's because my brain has too many things and I'm also very troubled, so of course I can't calm down. Also, aren't you going to work tomorrow?"

"Let's go, how can we not go? I think it's still interesting to go to work. It's so boring not to."

Fan Shuang looked baffled. Everyone else hated working, but she was an exception. She actually liked working, so she asked, "What are you asking me?" "You're tired at work and constrained by a lot of restrictions and rules, but aren't you the same as everyone else?"

"At least I have to spend some time at work. I'm not too well, I'm sick, and I can't go anywhere. I don't know what I should do when I'm free, so I might as well go to work and take a break."

Fan Shuang suddenly understood as she shook her head and smiled bitterly. She did not know how to comfort others, so she replied, "Then you should rest early. Since you have to work tomorrow, staying up late to sleep is insufficient. It's bad for your health."

"Thank you, Uncle. Then you should rest early too. Don't read anime or look at computers. The radiation is great and you are getting old faster!"

Fan Shuang seemed to be used to being called 'Uncle'. In his eyes, 'Uncle' meant that he was either a weird uncle or a mannequin. Fan Shuang seemed to be used to being called 'Uncle'. However, hearing the other party's words, he seemed to have some consolation. He replied, "I know. Go to sleep. Even if you can't sleep, my Infinite LAN isn't closed. You use it. I'll write another novel. When I'm tired, I'll sleep."

Sister understood the uncle's wordless care, instantaneous QQ prompt offline or invisible, really fast, no one can. Rather than saying that he cared about her, it would be better to say that he was being consoled by his younger sister's loneliness and loneliness in his heart.

Since his mind was preoccupied with this matter, he decided to put it into words. A new story began to form in his mind, he opened his computer, created a new WORD document, and without adding a title, began to type the text in a melodious manner …