Han Yu's Wu Shixun, send me flowers!

It takes constant courage and patience.She never tires of saying "submission" on her lips. Lu Lin contributes to the reading column of a magazine, and is mainly responsible for the book report and book review section.

Just like many writers, there are always 29 days in a month when I don't want to write or submit a manuscript.

Although Lu Lin is a half-hearted freelance writer, she still suffers from this disease consciously.If others want to make fun of her with "not Han Hong's life, but Han Hong's disease.", she will admit it.After all, as a poor young woman who is struggling to survive, every time a deadline is met, the drafts that are begging for nothing should really be dragged out and shot for 10 minutes.

Putting away the phone, ignoring the complaining eyes around her, her eyes continued to return to the pages of the book.The number five Song typeface is neatly arranged in the bottom of her eyes, but she can't put her feelings into it anyway. This is why her head has been blank when facing the document recently.

Lu Lin turned her head to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows. Whether it was pedestrians holding parasols with anxious faces, or office workers staying in air-conditioned rooms, they were all busy people, unlike her.

After sighing, she seemed to have lost her sensory memory. Simply put, she didn't dare to face her real self.

What is it all about?

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

There was a young man squatting down in front of her and looking down at her. He had a more delicate and clean face than himself as a girl, with sharp and straight eyebrows and nose bridge. Isn't this the language used to describe the male protagonist in the novel in her hand?

As expected of an experienced writer of youthful and brainless romance novels, the teenagers in his works really have an unrivaled temperament, and they can be wiped out without talking or laughing.For a moment, she didn't know how to move her hands and feet, and out of the corner of her eye, she realized that no one cared what the two of them were doing so close together.

Lu Lin closed the book, and asked seriously but not confidently: "Do you know me?"

He shook his head, took the novel in Lu Lin's hand, and smiled: "Do you think I look like the man in it?"

"Which one?"

"It's the guy who did the following thing to the heroine," he explained.

It was too late to realize that the distance between the person in front of her and the person in front of her was getting closer, his thin lips had already been covered, as if the taste of grapefruit cider was in full bloom in her mouth...

Wait a minute, the description in the book appeared in front of my eyes at the right time, Lu Lin unconsciously began to repeat the author's description in her heart, ah, what happened!

"Yeah, what happened?" He said again, with an innocent expression on his face, as if he wasn't the hooligan just now.

It is undeniable that it is a beautiful thing to be kissed by a boy who fits the image of the male protagonist, but this is the real world, not a novel. There is nothing wrong with this person taking advantage of her!

Without hesitation, the Five Fingers Mountain on Lu Lin's left hand was imprinted on his fair skin.

The sound of "pop" was loud enough for Lu Lin to fill the hall, didn't all the gossip-loving friends around hear it?In fact, it proved that there was no such thing as the nearest kid didn't look up at her at all.

Could it be that only she can see this person in front of her? ?

But now it is broad daylight!

But what's the matter with you crying at me!

There were tears under his round eyes, and he looked at Lu Lin eagerly, with the corners of his mouth drooping slightly into an arc of grievance, and suddenly Lu Lin felt that the person who should be beaten should be herself.

She hesitated and stretched out her hand to comfort him. As soon as her fingers touched his hair, he took Lu Lin's hand gently and rubbed it on her face: "My face is so thin, does it hurt when you slap it?" ?”

This person really came out of a novel!

Lu Lin quickly withdrew her hand, glared at him, and asked, "Are you Qiao Yuliang (the name of the heroine in the novel Lu Lin read)?"

"No, I'm Wu Shixun, your hero." His eyes became less playful and more serious, and his tone became firm and concise.

Lu Lin's face turned cold instead, she didn't need any leading actor, no matter how difficult the storyline was, no one would take her out of the water and fire, all she had was herself.Once all the male protagonists meet a real female protagonist, they will leave her as a supporting role behind them. The previous mountain alliances have turned into jokes. She has a lot of this kind of experience, and she doesn't need the person in front of her to remind her again.

"I don't need a leading actor, stop pretending, who are you, why can't others see you!"

"Because I'm yours." So others can't see it.

"The point is, what are you!"

"Your leading man." So I'm not going anywhere.

"Hehe, why are you my hero?"

Shixun handed the book back to Lu Lin, sat beside her, and explained softly: "Because, I understand you best."

Next, Lu Lin conducted a series of questions and answers in order to refute Wu Shixun's remarks about "I know you best", and found that the other party not only answered fluently, but also expressed many thoughts that she had never expressed.

In the end, Lu Lin came to the conclusion, "You have a lot of ideas, write a book review with me!"

A Bao's manuscript finally came to an end, Lu Lin was laughing like a thief, and for no reason made Wu Shixun fight a cold war in the hot afternoon.

After sending Lu Lin on the bus, Wu Shixun returned to the bookstore along the street.

Her memory was wiped clean, Huang Zitao really didn't lie to him.This time, his mission is to become Lu Lin's hero, including the novels she reads and writes, etc., so there is nothing wrong with him chasing Lu Lin.

Well, I'm chasing her, just thinking of her dumbfounded look, he has a tendency to curl his mouth.

"Forget the past and start again." This eight-character motto has always been Lu Lin's motto. Don't mention the past again. Life has been full of ups and downs. Today's adventure is probably a dream that I imagined. Since Park Chanyeol left, she seems to be alive The person in the dream spends the winter wrapped in a thick shell, even though summer has already arrived.

Chapter 2·Part[-]

The worst time of summer in Changsha is at noon, and as a resident of the magazine at Dingwangtai Bookstore, Lu Lin can only go out early in the morning. Nothing else.

There are three novels I read yesterday. The emotional entanglements of the male and female protagonists have been dragged from China to foreign countries. Marriage, divorce and remarriage are entangled and dead. Lu Lin has always been extremely disgusted with complicated emotional clues. It was a topic that was hard to grab.

There are so many things in life that you have to bend your waist for five buckets of rice, so she doesn't have to struggle with money.

But nearly a week has passed, and her progress is still at the end of the novel, and she has not yet analyzed the reasons for her popularity.Looking at those words and sentences, all she could think of was her loss in the last relationship, and she didn't have any ripples in her heart about the relationship between the hero and heroine.

Thinking of this, the face of the "male protagonist" accurately appeared in front of her eyes. She was dressed in crisp white sportswear on a hot day, carrying a racket on her back. It was a real photo of "The Prince of Tennis". With a "loyal dog" smile on his face.

Lu Lin shook her hand holding a box of steamed dumplings like this, she forgot to swallow the soy milk in her mouth, this person is really haunted.Is it a human or a ghost, or a species she imagined?Puzzled, she pretended not to see this person, walked around and left.

Unexpectedly, he was pulled back by the other party within a few steps, and hugged Lu Lin from the back.Lu Lin's first movement after reacting was to struggle, and then found that Wu Shixun's body temperature was close to the limit of the human body. No wonder the high temperature of nearly 32°C didn't make her go crazy the moment she was hugged.

Could it be that she looked at him sideways with great doubts, the double rows of eyelashes are so long that people are jealous, the skin with almost no pores, the lying silkworms under the eyes are dyed a light blue, this person completely collapsed from her fantasy out.

And the eyes around her are not affected at all by what happened to her here. If all this is true, then the high-temperature embrace of the two of them is definitely an eye-catching weapon.

Lu Lin distanced herself from each other, in order not to be regarded as crazy, she walked to a secluded place and asked, "Are you really my hero? I, fantasy, want, come out, come out?"

"Didn't you decide on this question yesterday?" There was some dissatisfaction in the tone.

There is nothing wrong with saying this, but Lu Lin completely regarded yesterday as a mental disorder caused by not eating enough, not a story of adventures.Lu Lin stretched out her finger and poked Wu Shixun's face, it was as smooth as milk ice cream: "Hey, you are obviously real!"

Seeing that Lu Lin showed signs of anger after being cheated, Shixun immediately stood up to prove his innocence, and let the pedestrians and vehicles on the street pass through his thin body. He turned his head and grinned at Lu Lin with a self-deprecating smile. There was an obviously hurt look in her eyes, and for some reason her heart softened unbelievably at that moment, she walked to the road and pulled him back: "Crazy!"

"Are you going to change my name to crazy?" Lu Lin squinted at him, thinking, is this a line that a leading actor should say?

"Although I don't know why, but you just ran over to hold my hand like this," his hand naturally took hers as he said, "It makes me feel very happy, you still believe me after all."

Believe me after all.He silently emphasized this sentence in his heart.

Lu Lin vaguely remembered which novel she had read this line of dialogue in, and she didn't realize the male protagonist's willingness to express his heart at this moment.

The two walked aimlessly, carrying Wu Shixun's mobile air conditioner, accompanied by the unique morning breeze, a kind of comprehension and a kind of ecstasy.

In fact, it doesn't matter if Xia Tian passes like this