Thriller Paradise

Of course, for brother Jue, who spent most of his time in an air-conditioned room and rarely left the house, this did not seem to matter to him ...

Recently, other than being busy in-game, Feng bujue had more and more things to do in his daily life. After all, with an uninvited "roommate" at home, many living habits would naturally have to change.

In addition, the creation of his long novel,"two ends of the nightmare," had also entered the final stage. As a person who had an almost perverted obsession with his work ... Brother Jue would always fall into an extremely slow and tangled state of creation before he finished a long piece of work. In the past, he could finish a chapter in an hour, but at this stage ... He might need a day to finish.

Every time this happened, he would think of the ending line of the first Prophet in "the power of evil"(who recorded the experiences of the two main characters as a novelist), which was the most difficult part of all. As long as there was a keyboard, even a monkey could type out the beginning. But the ending ... Was not so. You always wanted to do everything at the last moment, but you could never satisfy everyone. The fans would be dissatisfied and find some unfilled pits, but since it was already the end, you should be fearless and write what you really want to write.

Feng bujue agreed with that statement, but ... The fan who was the most obsessed with his work, the fan who was as picky as a whore, the fan who was never satisfied ... Was himself.

An extremely narcissistic and perfectionist author would easily fall into an endless cycle of "self-torture". Most of the time, these people didn\'t really care about what others thought. They were often driven crazy by themselves ...

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"Pa pa pa pa ..."

On the morning of September 3rd, Feng bujue sat in front of the computer and typed quickly on the keyboard.

His expression was grave as his fingers danced in the air while he stared at the screen.

Finally, after a few hours of concentrated work, he heaved a long sigh of relief ...

"Whoosh!" Feng bujue saved the document and stretched. He picked up the cup of coffee that had already turned cold and stood up as he sipped on it.

"Pfft ..." As soon as he turned around, he spat the coffee in his mouth back into the cup.

"Hey, hey ... Leader, don\'t you think that\'s disgusting?" Ling, who was munching on her snacks on the sofa, immediately looked at brother Jue with disgust.

"Oh well ..." RUO Yu said coldly,"at least he didn\'t spray it on the ground or anyone\'s face."

At that moment, Feng bujue looked around and saw RUO Yu, Xiao Ling, Xiao Tan, Bao Qing, and an Yueqin all sitting on the sofa in the living room. They were chatting and laughing as they watched the home theater. Judging from the number of drinks, melon skins, and fruit shells on the coffee table ... They had been here for at least an hour.

"When did you guys enter the house?" Brother Jue was shocked."How did I not notice that at all?"

"The earth\'s rotation must have distracted you." RUO Yu immediately replied with a blank expression.

It had to be said that this insult was of a very high standard. However, among the \'people\' at the scene, only she, brother Jue, and Arthas could understand the joke.

"Haha ..." It was rare for Feng bujue to be retorted. He gave a fake smile and then joined the group of friends."I think I remember now ... Today is the \'marathon day of bad movies\', right?"

"Yeah, we\'ve already finished one." Xiao Tan replied.

"Speaking of which ..." Brother Jue continued,"this is supposed to be a gathering for the three of us, right? how did the number of people suddenly increase?"

"What?" The next second, RUO Yu shot him a sharp look.

"I\'m here to keep my boyfriend company, can\'t I?" Xiao Ling grabbed Xiao Tan\'s arm and looked at brother Jue with her dead fish eyes.

"I\'m here to urge you to write. Do you have any objections?" An Yueqin also replied with a threatening expression.

Hearing that, Feng bujue hesitated for two seconds before turning to RUO Yu, Xiao Ling, and miss an. He said three short sentences,""Oh, sure, no objections ..."

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In the next few minutes, Feng bujue appeared to be distracted.

It wasn\'t that he was unhappy, he just couldn\'t help but start to think about life ...

Five months ago, he was still living an irregular life. An irregular biological clock, bad eating habits, a body that lacked exercise, unknown "disease" that was abandoned, and so on ... All of these combined to form a man who was extremely negative about life.

And today, five months later, Feng bujue was living a healthy life. He had a cat and a woman that he cared about. In both the virtual and the real world, his social circle had expanded more than ten times. Another of his friends was about to get married. His understanding of the supernatural world had also made a qualitative leap in both theory and practice ...

When he turned around ... Feng bujue realized that he had changed. His dull life seemed to have gained a few more colors. He was also drowned and immersed in the clamor in front of him ...

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that the real world was not so "boring","despairing", and "disgusting". This was because this world did not have any sentimental elements.

Loathing or loving life ... Had always been the subjective choice and experience of human beings. If there was any objective pain in the world, it was caused by the influence of people.

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It was almost dusk, and everyone had already left.

Once again, only Feng bujue and Li Ruoyu were left in the room.

At 6:30 pm, brother Jue had prepared three dishes and one soup, and RUO Yu had also cleaned up the house.

They sat across from each other at the table and ate under the afterglow of the setting sun.

As usual, the two of them didn\'t talk much during the meal and just ate in silence.

"Hmm ..." Suddenly, Feng bujue put down the chopsticks in his hand, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said,"I have something to ask you."

"Speak," he said. RUO Yu didn\'t realize what the other party was going to ask her, so she only responded casually.

"Can you ... Try ... Dating me?" Feng bujue used a tone that could be described as difficult to ask the man a question.

At that moment, li Ruoyu\'s expression and her hands froze.

Then, there was nearly twenty seconds of silence.

These twenty seconds, for Feng bujue, felt like a lifetime ...

Twenty seconds later, she looked up at him, maintained her usual calm and cold expression, and gave a short answer.""Alright," he said.