System: If you are confessed, you cannot write a novel

"Because the title is short."

Ren Yi couldn't even laugh, he watched Li Xiaowei open the content and read it, thinking to himself.

She should be lonely in her heart. She lacked the care of her parents and teachers since she was a child, so that she took Fanfan as her spiritual sustenance. When there was a problem with her spiritual sustenance, she was unwilling to accept the truth and only insisted on herself.

Most people who regard idols as their entire spiritual sustenance are somewhat lonely. Now I can only pay attention to her through books and let her notice her own preciousness. Only myself is my spiritual sustenance.

Star idols have many shining points that are worth learning, but you should not be obsessed with them. When you become addicted to an idol, it is already wrong. Xiaowei’s situation is even more terrible. She sacrificed herself for a person on the screen .

This is so heroic, but the other party may not know her yet. Chasing stars really requires reason, and chasing stars without brains will only lead to doom.

An hour later, Ren Yi had read more than half of Das Kapital, but Li Xiaowei had only read fifteen pages.

"Take a break."

Ren Yi looked at the number of pages Li Xiaowei had read, and was about to say something, but Li Xiaowei jumped ahead, and she said:
"Do you think I'm useless, and I read very slowly."

"How could it be? I still want to praise you. Reading so slowly shows that you have your own independent thinking, and the content is more thorough. It should be like this when reading in-depth novels."

Li Xiaowei glanced at Ren Yi and said:

"You are really different from others. The teachers all said that my reading speed is too slow, and there are not many classmates who have a good relationship with me."

"Because you are unique. Reading novels is like this. We all exist as individuals in this world. People are free to speak, but you don't have to worry about every word of everyone. It is best to have your own way of life. important."

"You are indeed a novelist, what you said is really good, but I admit that what you said is indeed right, and I really should change it if I care a little bit."

"Yes, by the way, do you like such a family? There is such a simple decoration of the home."

"I don't like it, I even hate it."

"why?"

Li Xiaowei didn't speak, Ren Yi told his own story.

When I was a child, my life was very miserable and my family was very difficult. I never met my father. Some people said he was dead, some people said he didn’t want me, I was too stupid to despise me, and despised the family. Later, my mother also remarried.

I remarried alone, without my younger brother and me, so I grew up alone. My uncle brought me up. They took me to get medical treatment and let me go to school to study.

They gave me half of the concern that originally belonged to my cousins. I grew up under their care. If it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t be where I am now.

After my mother abandoned me and my younger brother, the relatives around me instilled in my ears the content: My mother has no conscience, she doesn't want me and my younger brother.

I hated my mother since I was a child, but when I was in high school, my uncle’s family became difficult. My mother said she could afford my high school and college tuition fees. I thought I would never forgive her, but when I received the phone call, I didn’t chat much. I cried so much.

After remarrying for more than ten years, she never came to see me. She suddenly appeared in high school and said that she could support me in high school and college. At that time, I wanted to ask her why?There is no such thing as a mother.

That sentence is on the edge of my mouth, I want to ask, but my heart hurts, I can't ask, the fatal thing is that I think I really hate her, but after hearing her voice, I can't say anything at all, I can only Say the last sentence.

Don't you miss me after all these years?They don't even come to see me.

I cried, my mother and I both cried, my aunts called me stupid, and finally I really went to live with my mother. After remarrying, she was not happy, and my stepfather’s family was very poor.

He loves to drink, gamble, and likes to talk a lot. He always said that he would not let me worry about tuition fees, but when I was studying, he cut off my financial resources twice. I was disheartened by him, but I gritted my teeth. Read out of college.

The hard work paid off. I finally got admitted to university, but my family was still very poor. I didn’t want to ask for money all the time to work part-time, but it was not enough for me. There are various reasons for this, which are very complicated.

My stepfather cut off my source of income again, and my girlfriend broke up with me at that time, you know?I don’t even have the energy to be sad, because I’m hungry, I’ve been tossed and turned several times, and I don’t want to be attached to anyone anymore, I want to change my life through my own efforts.

I picked up my mobile phone and wrote novels. After that, I discovered that I had the talent to write novels, and my life gradually improved, and I was able to earn a lot of money.

I hated my birth, but after growing up, I realized that it is not easy for anyone. We should not hate what has happened, but change the status quo. I succeeded.

I bought a house, bought a car, and thanked my uncles and aunts who raised me before. My mother, stepfather, I have not forgotten any of them, and thanked them all.

In the past, I had no sense of belonging, and felt that no place was my home, and I had no one to rely on. Afterwards, I gradually developed a cocoon in my heart and became less vulnerable. Only then did I realize that I am my spiritual sustenance.

...

When Ren Yi was talking, he recalled some of the past, and his eyes were moist. Li Xiaowei seemed not to be so resistant to this person anymore, and she handed Ren Yi a piece of paper.

"Give you."

"I'm sorry, I made you laugh."

"I thought boys were strong and wouldn't cry easily."

"No one is born to be strong, everyone wants to be loved and protected, but when people find that they can't get these things from others, they can only work hard on their own."

"Your three views are quite upright."

"I believe it's the same in your heart. Although you may deny it now, you can't lie to me."

"Then I admit it frankly."

"What I want to tell you is don't blame your parents. It's not easy for them. They care less about you because they want to give you a better life."

Li Xiaowei continued to remain silent, Ren Yi changed the subject and said:

"What do you want the building to be decorated like?"

"Why do you ask this, do you want to help us decorate our house?"

"Communicate and see what kind of girl you are."

"Come on, I'll continue reading, you can do whatever you want."

No one ever said they cared about me, except Kan Fanfan. Although he didn't say a word to me, I could feel it myself.

Ren Yi didn't speak any more, he turned on the computer and started typing, Li Xiaowei glanced at him occasionally, and found that this man was somewhat handsome.

Three hours later, Ren Yi Rigeng's novel task exceeded the standard, and the content conveyed in the book "To Live" also made Li Xiaowei have a different view of life from before.

"Can you cook?"

Ren Yi asked after turning off the computer, Li Xiaowei shook her head:
"No, I can cook, but I can't cook."

"You rural people are fake."

"I also feel that I was picked up by my parents."

"Then go, today I will teach you how to cook."

"I know I have no right to refuse, right?"

"Yes."

"Oh, that's fine, too many skills don't overwhelm you."

Ren Yi didn't do anything, he just taught orally on the side, how to wash vegetables, how to hold a knife, how to cut vegetables, everything is fine, he taught everything, within an hour, a table of vegetables will be served.

Three vegetarian dishes, three meat dishes and two soups can be said to be a very rich table. Li Xiaowei felt full of accomplishment, so she took a photo of it and sent it to Moments.

Accompanying text: I made it under the guidance of the master. I almost beat him during the process, but this table is really delicious. It's the first time I make it, and the circle of friends eats it first.

As soon as I posted it, I got a lot of likes and comments from my friends, even my parents commented and commented.

Ren Yi asked:
"Well, it's a great sense of accomplishment."

"um. Thank you."

"You're welcome, I can't wait to try it."

"Okay, you have to wash your hands first."

"it is good."

This table is not ordinary delicious, Li Xiaowei who is usually a bit anorexic can eat two more bowls of rice.

After dinner.

The two cleaned up the dishes together, and then Ren Yi brought Li Xiaowei to his room.

He didn't force Li Xiaowei to do anything, he just let her move within sight, while Ren Yi was typing again.

After chasing dramas, reading novels, listening to music, and watching short videos, Li Xiaowei felt a little tired. She looked at Ren Yi and asked:

"Brother Ren Yi, don't you get tired of coding every day?"

"It's okay, when your hobbies and work are combined, do you feel tired?"

"It's hard to say, but I envy you."

"Xiao Wei, what do you like?"