After writing the book, all of Yokohama wanted to hunt me down

"When I read that novel, I seemed to see my previous life.

If this is the so-called "feeling", then at that moment, I probably found a little feeling of being an "ordinary person". 』

This is the first time Yuan Xuan went out alone.

Fortunately, she had prepared in advance. When going out with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko in the past, she deliberately paid attention to the places where wool can be bought.

Following the location in memory to find the shop, Yuan Xuan was going to buy some white wool balls.

In Yuanxuan's impression, Shibusawa Ryuhiko particularly prefers this color.He has beautiful long white hair, wears white clothes every day, and his whole body seems to be filled with a hazy gleam.

Probably because there are very few strange girls like Yuanxuan who come to buy yarn balls, and the enthusiastic boss couldn't help but ask a few more questions when helping her choose styles together.

When asked if she bought it for the elders in the family, Yuan Xuan shook her head, "I want to buy it myself."

"I want to knit him a scarf," she explained.

Yuan Xuan didn't say who this "he" refers to.

The boss responded with a smile on his face, "He will be very happy to receive a scarf woven by a cute little girl like you."

The enthusiasm from the stranger made Yuan Xuan couldn't help showing a little smile. She expressed her gratitude to the boss and left the shop with the yarn ball and knitting needle she wanted.

On the way back, a black-haired boy stumbled past her and bumped into her with a stagger.

Yuan Xuan's paper bag containing yarn balls and knitting needles suddenly fell on the road.

"Ah!" The boy let out a cry that was many times more exaggerated than Yuan Xuan's, which made her not a good first impression of the boy.But when he picked it up and put it back in her hands, Yuan Xuan felt that he might be a good person.

"It's wool," the young man started talking to Yuan Xuan in a brisk tone, tilting his head, "Are you going to buy something to knit yourself?"

Yuan Xuan held the bag and didn't answer.

Glancing at the boy's face, she noticed that he was dressed very strangely.

His right eye was covered by a white bandage, and the ends of his unkempt hair curled up—all of which reminded her of the great war a few years ago.

Was it because of the war that the boy lost his right eye?

Such a guess suddenly appeared in Yuan Xuan's heart.As the center of the war, Yokohama lost too many things in that war.

But there was a relaxed and happy smile on the young man's face. He kept his head tilted and looked at Yuan Xuan with a smile. His iris-colored eyes were curved, as if he was waiting for her answer.

For this kind of people, Yuan Xuan felt completely unable to deal with it.

So she didn't even answer the boy's question, she lowered her head and ran away with the paper bag in her arms.

After a while, Yuan Xuan's first novel was officially released. Although there were a lot of first prints, when they were placed in the bookstore, they only occupied an inconspicuous place in the corner.

Without fame and attention, the real sales are very bleak.

Fortunately, the editor-in-chief Kurata, who is responsible for following up on this part of the situation, does not need to bear the pressure of sales, because Shibusawa Tatsuhiko has long been ready to "recycle" them.

He will give Yuan Xuan a result that is enough to make her happy without making her feel too unreal.

And in the first period of time, just wait quietly.

After going through a series of tedious procedures, when she finally got the first printed novel sent to her by the publishing house, Yuan Xuan's mood was extremely complicated.The length of the novel is not too long, and it doesn't take too long to read it in one go. When she got it, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko happened to be by her side.

He watched Yuan Xuan unpack the package, took out the novel and the souvenir from the publishing house, then turned his face and asked him happily: "Can you read it with me?"

At this time, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko can already be sure that in Yuan Xuan's mind, he is already the first existence she thinks of and can share everything.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Shibusawa Ryuhiko's mouth, he pulled the chair over and took the novel in Yuan Xuan's hand.

Yuan Xuan leaned into his arms very naturally, leaned against his cheek and set her eyes on the title page of the novel, where there was only one sentence printed on that page - "To the only you in the world".

Yuan Xuan's pseudonym is very simple, only one character, it is taken from the part she and her brother have in common, and from their surname - "Yuan".

This novel is full of her selfishness, from the title "Memory" to the pseudonym "Yuan", from the inscription "To the only you in the world" to the content "Yuan Xuan's imagination, the encounter between her brother and other heavenly kings".There is no corner that is not mixed with her too strong personal emotions.

The novels written in this way will cause very extreme polarization among readers.

People who read this novel hold two completely different views.Approval and disapproval are extremely turbulent.

Even though the novel's sales were poor, Yuan Xuan still received more letters from readers this time compared to the letter she published in the first place.

This made her not know where to start for a while.

"Let's start with this one." Shibusawa Ryuhiko stretched out his hand from behind her, hugging her body vaguely, he picked up a letter casually, "I want to read these together too ?"

Yuan Xuan nodded when she heard the voice in a good mood, but she still asked the other party symbolically, "Is it okay?"

Of course it is possible.Shibusawa Tatsuhiko just sat down.

This is a somewhat confusing letter.

In the letter, the other party wrote such words, "Something seems to cover my eyes, and when I look at this world, I can't feel anything.

Logically speaking, I should be very calm.However, there seems to be some kind of vacancy in the bottom of my heart, as if there are unknown questions waiting for answers that can be filled.

I can't be calm.

it's wired.

Why do people smile when they are happy and cry when they are sad?Why do some people place their expectations on others?Why do people pay for others?

I take the liberty to write down these questions, not to ask you for answers to these questions, but when I read your novel, I suddenly had a terrible idea.

When I read that the protagonist knew the truth a little bit and understood the past memories that existed in that temple, I actually had a different emotion for the "Godfather", even though you only used very little pen and ink to describe this The character, but it made me feel that maybe, he really exists.

I thought, "Maybe, this is my previous life."

At that moment, I seemed to understand what existed under the blocked vision. 』

I heard that this happens. When some readers read certain works, because they resonate with the author, they feel that they are very similar to a certain character in the story, and even substitute themselves into the character.

This is very fanatical fan behavior.

Yuan Xuan had such an idea subconsciously.

But she also felt that she couldn't just leave the letter aside like this.When the other party wrote this letter and sent it to her, he must have wanted to get some response from her.

Yuan Xuan can't help but think from the perspective of others, and feels like she has personally experienced their experiences.

As the self who trekked from another world, if she looked at it from a certain perspective, perhaps in the opinion of some people, she would feel that she was deeply trapped in some kind of fantasy.

Fantasizing that there is another self in another world, fantasizing that the self in that world becomes the self in this world...

"Normal" speaking, this is a manifestation of psychological problems.

All possibilities exist.Yuan Xuan told herself so in her heart.

After clarifying this point, she had a new idea about the letter from the reader who signed it as "Bliss".

She thought for a while and decided to write a reply letter to the other party.

""To the only you in the world."" Yuan Xuan used this sentence as the beginning, "This is the title of the novel, and it is also my favorite sentence.Someone once gave me this sentence, so now, I will give it to you.In this world, in every world, there is only one "you". No matter how similar they are, there will never be two people who are exactly the same. 』

After writing this, a figure appeared in Yuan Xuan's mind.

The girl who has exactly the same face as her, the soul who is called "Bie Tian Wang".

She exuded an aura that was so familiar that it was almost creepy.As if to say something wordlessly.

Withdrawing her own thoughts, Yuan Xuan returned her attention to the reply letter.

"Actually, I don't believe in reincarnation, but this cannot be used as a basis for judging that reincarnation does not exist.There are too many secrets in the world, everyone's vision is limited, so people use language and words to communicate and convey, so that things that do not belong to them appear in their vision.

Just as I saw your letter, I glimpsed your heart from your letter.

It would be a great thing if you could read the same or even greater emotion from what I have written. 』

In the reply letter, Yuan Xuan gave the other party full understanding and affirmation.

Because she had an intuition that from that perhaps inexplicable letter, from every word he wrote, he was longing for something that could fill his heart.

As if to say to her, "Please tell me, the thing I've been looking for, the part that was missing from the beginning."

In Yuan Xuan's view, that thing should be "love".

This is the most beautiful existence in the world, and the person who can still keep calm in front of such things, the distance between him and love traverses an insurmountable gap.