Hogetsu

Wang Jiexi just woke up and wanted to lie down for a while longer, but Sophia kept jumping up and down on top of him, rubbing against his arm and screaming non-stop, Wang Jiexi had no choice but to get up and see what was going on.Follow Sophia to the hall, and see the open suitcase on the ground and the stack of letters next to the bread.

Someone came, came to him with his letter.

His guest came in from the back courtyard topless, water dripping from his hair, splashing across his body and sinking into his trousers.Perhaps because of surprise, the other party looked at him and did not speak.Given that the publishing house of "Ouzo" magazine is in London, Wang Jiexi recalled the long-unused London accent: "I wrote these letters."

"Hi sir, I am Yu Wenzhou, the editor of "Ouzo" magazine, and I am the recipient of these letters." His guest spoke in a proper Oxford accent, extremely elegant, if not without clothes.

Wang Jiexi then switched his accent to Oxford: "Wang Jiexi"

The guest named Yu Wenzhou walked over in two or three steps, picked out a piece of clothing from the suitcase, put it on and fastened it. His elegance did not come from restraint, but a kind of just right magnanimity.He said: "I implore you to take my next words as my admiration rather than some editor's judgment on the text. When you commented on "The Castle of Oran" in the reader's letter, you showed your knowledge and understanding of the unknown. I was fascinated by your curiosity, so I took the liberty to interrupt you. Did you just come back from outside? Didn't see you in the afternoon. Or did you live in another part of the castle and we didn't run into each other before?"

Although it is more logical to say that he just came back from the outside, it is only natural to go out during the day and come back at night, but Wang Jiexi really slept in the room until dark before waking up: "I live in the room on the ground floor."

Yu Wenzhou frankly expressed his surprise: "I guessed before whether there is a basement or something like that in a novel, but it turned out to be true. The night's accommodation is up to you!"

Wang Jiexi has always lived here alone, and has never had a guest room. It seems that he can only sleep in his own room.Let's go to his own room. He picked up Sophia, waited for Yu Wenzhou to pack the suitcase, and walked ahead to lead the way: "As far as the castles I have seen, they are not as complicated as novels. The size of the space inside the castle, The thickness of the walls is fixed, and it is theoretically impossible for each room to go to several places without intersecting the basements and secret passages in the novel.” The underground structure of Nottingburg where he lives now is simpler , the passage is under the stairs, and you can continue to go down by opening the secret door on the ground, but most people will subconsciously think that they have reached the bottom.

Yu Wenzhou followed with his luggage: "Yes, you wrote this in your letter before. But most of the houses in Gothic novels on the market now have several secret passages, which can be regarded as the needs of the development of the plot, otherwise it will be difficult to see at a glance. In the corridors of the end, it is difficult for our protagonist to escape the threat of violence."

Before writing the letter mentioned by Yu Wenzhou, Wang Jiexi drew the floor plan of the castle according to the description of the buildings in the novel and the action route of the protagonist. In the end, he could only come to the conclusion that the lack of rationality of the secret passage was not at all out of accommodating the plot. It's the conclusion that the author never intended to make the layout of the secret passages sound. "Even in Gothic novels, the structure of the secret chamber in "The Castle of Oran" is complicated."

"Ha, I admit that it will be very painful to find its narrative logic. I have brought the latest serialized manuscript. If possible, I would like to hear your thoughts in person."

From the time they met to now, Yu Wenzhou's tone has always been cheerful.Wang Jiexi hoped that Yu Wenzhou would remain like this after seeing his room.

Pushing open the door, lighting the oil lamp on the wall, the flat stone was the place where Wang Jiexi slept, and it was also the only protrusion in the room.A few books and clothes are placed in the hollowed out stone wall, nothing else.