March 2009.

The spring of this year seemed to come very early. In early March, the weather was already a little wet and hot. This made people feel uncomfortable for Jiangbei City outside the pass. You should know that in previous years, it might be snowing heavily.

Xiao Jingwen stayed at home for a long time during the Chinese New Year this year. It was not until early March that she returned from her parents' home to her small home in Jiangbei City.

As a full-time online writer or writer, Xiao Jingwen likes the city of Jiangbei very much. The city is not big, but it has a very urban style and the scenery is quite good. A big river passes through the city in the shape of an "S" and is surrounded by mountains on all sides. This comfortable city makes people feel that it is a good place to cultivate the hidden world.

28-year-old Xiao Jingwen still looks like a 10-year-old girl. Although she has not been in love, Xiao Jingwen pays great attention to maintenance and lives are extremely regular. After graduating from college, she has worked several jobs, but she is naturally casual and decided to be her own controller, so she became a very fashionable online writer.

After four years of full-time work, life gradually got on track and lived a life of a bourgeoisie. This made Xiao Jingwen very satisfied. She also felt very proud in front of her relatives and friends - although few people would regard this profession as a profession...

In the past two years, Xiao Jingwen has gradually gained a certain reputation on a literary website called "Lewen.com". After she had lost all kinds of urban and romance, she suddenly changed her writing and wrote about supernatural things.

A girl who writes horror and supernatural novels sounds like goosebumps. But Xiao Jingwen was out of control and wrote three books in succession. The fourth book is now being serialized in Lewen.com.

Lewen.com is not very big, and there are only more than ten supernatural works signed by the contract. The editor of the supernatural editor of Lewen.com, named "Guiguzi", is not sure whether it is a man or a woman. In the QQ group of "Lewen You Ghosts" of the supernatural author of Lewen.com, Guiguzi is the boss here, leading fifteen supernatural online writers to talk about the mountains every day, and it is also very happy.

In the group "Lewen has ghosts", except for the online name Guiguzi, the other fifteen authors used the code name "1, 2, 3..." as the online name. This is to facilitate the editor to recognize each other, and the second is to see it directly.

However, recently, Guiguzi rarely goes online to chat with everyone, and the rest seem to be busy with writing and rarely chats in the group.

As soon as Xiao Jingwen returned to her home in Jiangbei City, she turned on her desktop computer, logged into QQ, and said in the group "Lewen has ghosts": "It's been a month since I finally returned to my small home. I wonder if my colleagues are good? I wish you my old age!"

After waiting for a while, someone in the group replied, "No. 1: "Haha, I'll give you my old age, No. 3! You haven't written a novel for a month, right?"

Xiao Jingwen is No. 3 in the group, and she is also considered a veteran on the supernatural channel of Lewen.com. She was a little tired at this time and took the train for a day. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening and had not had dinner yet.

"Yes, I lived in my parents' house for a month, but I didn't write a single word. I just rely on depositing the manuscript. Now I'm almost using it. I'm so busy coming back!" Xiao Jingwen answered in the group.

No. 1 smiled and said, "Then write it quickly! If you don't even have a bowl of noodles, you can't afford to eat! I've been typing recently and preparing new books. I'm so tired every day that I'm smoking a big cigarette!"

Xiao Jingwen was a little powerless: "I won't write anymore today, I have to go to bed... Good night everyone."

After saying that, Xiao Jingwen turned off the computer and lay in her boss's chair.

She didn't turn on the lights, and the whole room-to-living room-to-living house was pitch black. Xiao Jingwen liked this feeling very much. The clear white moonlight outside shone in through the window, and the neon lights outside and the winding river in the distance made Xiao Jingwen feel very peaceful.

She squinted her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes looked very attractive under the moonlight. There was no extra thing on the computer desk in front of her, only a pot of palm-sized cactus, and a clay sculpture of Terracotta Warriors less than a foot tall - Xiao Jingwen regarded this thing as a treasure because she was the only person she loved to give it to her, and his name was Su Jianjun.

Xiao Jingwen and Su Jianjun are high school classmates and are also their first love. But Xiao Jingwen loves too deeply. She likes Su Jianjun, a big boy who looks average but smiles very sunny. However, Su Jianjun abandoned Xiao Jingwen in his third year of high school. Su Jianjun drank that night and told Xiao Jingwen who was holding her on the roadside: I don’t love you, I have never loved you! I’m with you just because I’m too bored and I’m just spending time with you.

If this is true, Xiao Jingwen would definitely slap her mouth and turn around and leave without any nostalgia. But when she was about to raise her hand, she found that the boy she loved deeply in front of her who was standing in the moonlight, she actually shone with tears in the eyes of the boy she loved deeply.

Xiao Jingwen immediately softened her heart. She thought that there must be another reason that made Su Jianjun break up with her. In Su Jianjun's heart, she must still love her deeply.

Therefore, Xiao Jingwen never fell in love after leaving Su Jianjun. She always had an idea in her mind that Su Jianjun would come back to find her one day.

But after waiting for ten years, she never saw Su Jianjun again. Except for the clay sculpture of the Terracotta Warriors on the table. This clay sculpture was sent to her by Su Jianjun when she graduated from college, saying that it was brought back from Shaanxi. The clay sculpture was painted black and the carvings were fine, but when she opened the package, every gap in the clay sculpture was filled with yellow dust. What's even more amazing is that the dust cannot be cleaned at all, and it seems to be deliberately put on.

There is another strange thing. The clay sculpture stretched forward with its right forearm and clenched its right fist. It should be holding a weapon. However, its hands were empty and there were no weapons, which looked a bit weird.

But in Xiao Jingwen's eyes, this situation was another view: the clay sculpture was originally a weapon, but it was taken down by Su Jianjun. It was like a couple lock, a man took the key, and a woman took the lock. This idea, haha...

Xiao Jingwen opened her eyes, looked at the clay sculpture on the computer desk in front of her, and smiled slightly.

The next day, the weather was extremely refreshing.

Xiao Jingwen got up at six o'clock in the morning, went out for a run and had breakfast, returned home at 7:30, took a shower, and prepared to write and write books - this was a habit that Xiao Jingwen had maintained for four years.

The group "Lewen has ghosts" is still very calm, and Xiao Jingwen is very happy with this kind of calmness. She first glanced at the novel she was serializing and replied to the readers' messages. After these were done, she put on her headphones, turned on the music, and started typing with the music.

Listening to music and writing novels is also a habit that Xiao Jingwen has retained for a long time. There are many songs stored in the computer, such as Eason Chan, Muji, Yuquan, etc., and so on, which are filled with Xiao Jingwen's ears.

She always felt that this would allow her to find wonderful inspiration in her writing. Of course, there was another reason: that was that these songs reminded her of Su Jianjun.

Xiao Jingwen coded words very quickly. Perhaps because she hadn't coded words for too long, the depressed inspiration burst out instantly.

After writing a chapter of three thousand words, Xiao Jingwen stopped and opened the group of "Lewen has ghosts". The number one in the group left a message: "Who is here? Help me throw some flowers!"

Xiao Jingwen smiled and clicked on the link left by No. 1 to send a few flowers.

"Thank you!" As soon as Xiao Jingwen finished delivering her, No. 1 suddenly spoke: "I had a nightmare last night, so I asked you to send me some flowers and be happy!"

"What nightmare?" Xiao Jingwen became interested.

No.1 is a man, over forty years old. He has written novels on Lewen.com for nearly ten years. Five years ago, he even quit his job and became a full-time writer.

"I dreamed that I was lying on the bed in the dark." No. 1 and Xiao Jingwen started chatting privately: "I don't know what's going on. The light in my bedroom suddenly lit up. I saw me lying on the bed, which was very strange. I suddenly wondered if I had left my body. Just as I was about to return to my body on the bed, I found myself on the bed suddenly stood up and walked towards my computer desk. I watched "he" approach the computer desk, and then suddenly shrank. With a flash, "he" disappeared! But what appeared was a clay doll on my computer desk!"

Clay doll?!

When Xiao Jingwen heard this, she was stunned: "What kind of doll is like?"

No. 1 made a sad expression: "Have you ever seen the Western Demon Clown? The one who appeared on my computer desk was such a black Demon Clown doll!"

Xiao Jingwen smiled: "Or it from the West?"

"But, in addition to its outfit, it looks like a Chinese look!" No. 1 continued: "Don't you find it strange? Anyway, I was surprised to see myself become like this in my dream."

Xiao Jingwen couldn't help but glance at the clay-sculpted Terracotta Warriors on her computer desk: "So what? After all, this is just a dream!"

"But..." No. 1 paused: "When I came to the doll in my dream and saw the doll's appearance, I was scared... because this doll looks exactly the same as mine..."
Chapter completed!