The latest novel was a hit.I still haven't figured out what moved those readers.

Du said to me that "broken love is a good medicine for writing".From this point of view, if you want to write a good work, you have to be broken in love.

This principle is really not to my liking.I already lost half my life the first time, and I will give it a full account if I do it again.Every time I think of the culprit that made me lose my love, I can stay awake until three in the morning.As soon as you close your eyes, you will be filled with his smile. The saddest thing is not to separate the two places, but to forget the way he smiles.

Later, the novel was made into a movie, and the new idol Liuhe Hanshu played the male lead, and he became very popular, and by the way, his heroine, Mi Haisha, who played opposite him, became popular as well.I didn't see that movie, I just subconsciously thought it had nothing to do with me.I encountered the bottleneck period that many writers must go through after becoming famous, and suddenly I couldn't write anything.Events and interviews followed me and left me at a loss.

I tried many things that humans use to relieve pain, but none of them had any fundamental effect.I can only write in the end, living between illusion and lies.

Having said that, when I sit at my desk, all I want to write is the unfinished story.I have a vague feeling that this story is of great significance, so I have been unable to decide its ending.

So back to the story itself, back to the season we're in.

I cracked Yuejun's blog, and the encryption method is not complicated to me.He left me a letter on the computer, maybe I should have thought of all this long ago.

"Ryuzaki:

Although you said that you want to write a story starting from the characters, you must have found that you can't proceed.

If you have found my room, you may have seen the book you wrote yourself.The trick in the story comes from the idea of ​​a perfect crime: a man commits suicide and then tricks his friends into thinking he was murdered.In order to avenge him, his friend launched a follow-up and investigation. In the process, his hands were stained with blood, and the moment he found out the truth was irreversible.As for why that person degenerated to such an extent, it was simply because he lacked a living goal.

I voluntarily gave up my dream of becoming a policeman because of the case ten years ago, just to negate my father's principles.In the end, I realized that I had lost even more.His way of living was right and I was wrong.But if I want to admit my mistake and reconcile with him, I can't do it.

Then the prisoner appeared.It dawned on me that this was a good time: it was revenge against him, and against my own father.

For this reason, I started looking for traces of the culprit.According to some information, I infer that he got help from some organization in prison, and he was finally released on bail because of this.After he was released from prison, he also seemed to get information from the organization.Of course, the group is legitimate -- at least on the surface.People like Kuro Otoharada are their pawns, outcasts who do dirty things.

Since his father was promoted, he has become a thorn in the side of them because of his ruthlessness.Therefore, it is appropriate for someone like Otoharada to come forward to threaten him. He has motives and reasonable karma. He does these things without making people suspect that there is something going on behind the scenes.Even I can only rely on speculation, not evidence.

I used to think very lightly, thinking that the worst thing would be that he kidnapped or killed me... However, at the moment when I witnessed the murder, I thought of another possibility.

What would a father think if he realized that his son had become a murderer?

Just set up the scene and lure me to that place.I have a good motive and no alibi.The other party has sufficient experience and knows how to mislead the police's search, and there are no other suspects except me.When I tell the truth, it will only lead to deeper suspicions.

I still don't know who the murderer is, or it can be anyone, unless we can uproot that organization, otherwise we won't be able to see the truth.

I don't want to waste time in a lengthy legal process, and I won't give up.

So, our meeting was really a coincidence?Remember what I said to you when we first met?I just passed by that neighborhood to rent your house.When I got to that alley and saw a dead body right in front of me, that's when you appeared.

How many things do you really know?

I don't want to ask this question, but I have to.I'm afraid you'll say an answer that makes me shudder.

Regardless, I believe our feelings for each other are genuine.As you said, the feeling of emptiness is arguably at the root of many crimes.But it's not our talent that's to blame.It is precisely because of this talent that we can avoid entering deeper darkness, no matter how deep the bottom of the well is, we can still see the existence of light above.If we couldn't see it, we'd let go and fall for good.So I urge you to think about opening some and thank yourself for your genius.Letting go is not the solution to pain.

It is because I met you that I want to tell you this.Don't worry, I'm sure to be fine.Because I will come back to you sooner or later.

I promise, because I won't let you go.

That deadline is up to me. "

I finished reading this message, turned off my computer, and called my landlord.

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