Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 72
Finally, it's time for my second-favorite testimonials.

Someone taught me that the core of the testimonials on the shelf is actually a sentence, please subscribe, it is best to enable automatic subscription, and the content that has nothing to do with this orientation is nonsense.

But for me, this is an opportunity to talk nonsense aboveboard, no, to chat with everyone for a while.

Well, first of all I want to talk about "The Birth of a Story".

In 2017, one of my distant cousins ​​got married.

He and my cousin sister-in-law hit it off right away, and they didn't meet each other until late. They both thought that the other was their true son (female).

My eldest brother and sister-in-law said with emotion to me that the biggest regret of the two of them is that fate made them get to know each other until they were middle-aged.

In the long first half of life, in countless days and nights, the two of them either tossed and turned alone, or searched and searched, got along with one wrong person after another, wasting their time, youth, and love by the side of strangers. Years, patience and love.

Finally, looking back suddenly, the man was actually there, in the dimly lit place, but both of them had weather-stained faces and bruises.

If there is a chance to travel through time, I have no doubts about how the two of them would choose—let the acquaintance of everything begin in a young afternoon, under the bright sun, and rewrite the story.

It's beautiful, romantic, and I love it so much, but I was still very ky to ask the question: If you two knew each other in middle school, would you be sure you would still love each other?

The eldest brother and sister-in-law thought carefully, and then gave a negative answer.

In fact, we all know in our hearts that meeting the right person at the wrong time mostly ends without a problem.

The reason why two people fall in love, those growing traumas and what they teach us, are an inseparable part of our lives.

“Perhaps that has been the story of life.”

In 2017, I worked as a screenwriter for a small company.

The boss told me that the company took over a project from iQiyi, a series of suspenseful short dramas, unit dramas, each episode is 20 minutes, you should also write an episode.

The outline of the script I published was called: "Meeting and Hating Late".

In the story I imagined, old Xiao Yao and old Shen Jie (of course, they were not called these two names at that time) took the time machine back to their middle school days together, went to find their young selves separately, and forcibly persuaded the two teenagers together.

But these two children are incompatible - girls tend to mature earlier than boys. At that age, when little "Shen Jie" is already beautiful, generous, decent and has a clear goal in mind, little "Xiao Yao" is still confused , unkempt, playful and active, running around, straight man of steel, EQ is 0.

Perhaps in the future, this boy will also become a great adult, but at this age...

Please allow me to quote a speech from a book friend with the tail number 6475: "The hero's witty, glib, inexplicable, perfect reminds me of myself in junior high school, every time I think of myself at that time, I can't wait to go back and strangle him to death Own."

That's right bro.If I meet myself in middle school and high school, I can only promise not to kill him.

Some people always say that the male lead is not good enough for the female lead—does he deserve the key?How many does he have?He doesn't deserve it.

Not worthy, indeed not worthy.

In the original script that had been reheated more than 10 times, there were many conflicts and contradictions between the "asymmetrical" lovers, and many ironic things happened. Then the four old protagonists and two young protagonists Entangled together, reversed and reversed, creating a strong story tension.

However, due to various subjective and objective reasons, that project died in the end, which has also become a regret for me.

I always hope to tell this story to more people, so I have this book you are reading now.

Of course, web articles and short plays are completely different things, and this story must be deconstructed again.

First of all, in the shaping of the male lead, I deliberately gave him many extreme opening debuffs: abandoned by his parents, living in a "foreign land", abandoning himself, not interested in studying, addicted to online games, being out of line with the surrounding class and therefore being excluded, longing for love and longing Friendship, think of it as a redemption worth longing for.

In a word, he is a piece of shit.

But unfortunately, how can a person who can't even make a few friends have a girlfriend?

But fortunately, this is fiction.Let us give him the golden finger and start our journey of salvation step by step.

Goldfinger is first the information gap brought about by time travel, and then our heroine herself.

The young version of the heroine is not only "beautiful and kind", but more importantly, she tends to respect and obey the arrangements of fate.

She didn't blindly deny the irrefutable facts in front of her eyes, nor did she selfishly cover her ears and say, "If you don't listen, don't listen to it, you don't want to hear the scriptures. What's the matter with me in the future?"

Although it was difficult for her to fall in love with such a useless male lead at first sight, she did give him a chance, with her patience and love.

In the near future, she will lead such a hero to grow up ahead of time, to grow into a proud big tree ahead of time, to rewrite his own life, and there are many, other people, other things.

Some people say that this book is very similar to the literature of physical youth pain, and I don't completely agree-this pain?You may be very lucky and have not experienced much pain, please allow me to make an envious expression.

Some people will definitely say that we read novels to relax, to eat sweets, to have fun, not to find discomfort, not to come to see you, old Wenqing, who is fond of bitterness and sweetness.

Makes sense.

But I still think that "Miss" is essentially a cool novel (of course it is definitely not a brainless novel). From the perspective of the overall tone, it is actually a "love myth".

Its refreshing point, I want to use my favorite sentence in the "Bible" to describe it, that is: "The people who sat in the darkness saw the great light; those who sat in the shadow of death, for them A light appeared." (Mt 4:16)
I also want to quote a passage from the immortal Chinese serious literary masterpiece "Love Locking Curse": "Zhao Tao finally found that he had been wandering in a sense of loneliness that he could not resist. Wrapped him, but he forced himself to adapt. He was like stuck in a stinky mud pit, unable to extricate himself, unable to struggle, and could only stay in it, forcing himself to believe that this was his life. Now, Fang Tongtong stretched out He grabbed him, pulled him out without warning, and threw him directly into a grass field full of flowers, and rolled with him on it, rolling around."

Many people don't understand why the male lead wants to talk about a girlfriend so much, and it's actually wrong to simply attribute it to "LSP".He lost his parents, lived in a different place, and was excluded by his class. In fact, all he needed was love and being loved, just a warm hug.

I deeply know that many readers will not be "bad boys" like Xiao Yao and Zhao Tao, so it may affect the sense of substitution, but I also believe that everyone has their own low period, and they may have In the darkest moment, this desire for a bright light, the desire to be pulled out by something, should be the same and shared.

All of the above is to explain and explain why the male protagonist has to write such a useless opening (after all, this is the most complained point)-because if this is not the case, the basis of the story's existence will be destroyed.

Of course, even if it is a male protagonist, this is too unfair to the female protagonist. Therefore, after the male protagonist grows up, he will definitely "save" the female protagonist in turn, because even such a female protagonist has a deep heart. There will be existences that shine like sunspots inside the sun.

Two-way redemption, two-way fulfillment, two-way rush, this is very old-fashioned, but it is very beautiful.

I like it a lot, and I hope more people like it.

Here's a short Q&A session:

Q1: I think your hero is well written and very real, but the heroine is too idealized and too "fantasy". The hero is a boy who belongs to reality, and the heroine is a goddess who exists in a dream. This creates a sense of fragmentation. (From the book friend with tail number 4556, the main book list "Win Lucky Win Lucky", etc.)

A1: If you want to see what will happen if the male and female protagonists are "formed by reality", you can read my last book.Although I still like it very much, let's say it first, in case you are unfortunately poisoned by that book, please continue to support and subscribe to "Miss"...

Q2: You made a good point about the two-way redemption or something, but if that's the case, why did you insert Yu?I feel that this book has too many heroines, which is a failure. (From book friends "I'm too lazy to name it, let's just do it", "I'm nothing good", etc.)

A2: The addition of other heroines not only increases the conflict, interest and extensibility of this story, but also aims to explore another topic: Are the scenery on the road really meaningless?If you can "predict" that you will not achieve a positive result, should you still let those wonderful experiences continue to happen and exist?
Letting two people who will eventually be together achieve a positive result in advance may erase the existence of "other people" that should belong to her/them in history. Is this really fair to her/them?

And, our story has just begun, and there is still a long way to go. Who knows if there will be any new reversals in the future? (wink)
In short, please rest assured that this article will not speculate in stocks, and I believe it will give everyone a satisfactory and warm ending in the end.

A book friend wrote in the book friend circle: "In the era of fast food, not everyone thinks about the background and character setting when reading novels. Why is the flow so hot?"

I know that my books are hard to catch on, and I also know that it is thankless for me to carefully craft and scrutinize the text and carefully outline the characters, but the creative habits brought about by the physical literature in the past still cannot be changed.If I can stand those routines, I don't have to write them myself.I don't code to make money to support my family, so I won't follow the crowd—but that doesn't mean I don't care about grades, because meeting bosom friends in high mountains and flowing waters is the greatest pleasure I want to reap.

So thank you for being here all the time!Please support the original version, it is best to subscribe on the Qidian main site, and support your favorite niche books with practical actions!Don't wither my supplies. For the future of this book, please let me see your hands all the time, let me know how many audiences are still under the stage, and give me some strength to persevere.

Please give me your monthly pass, please write this chapter more, let me understand your feelings and thoughts all the time, let me know that I am not alone.

This time, I tentatively plan to release 7 chapters, about 30000 words. If the first order exceeds my psychological expectations, or if there is a large reward, I will add more.

Finally, I would like to thank "Orange", the editor in charge of this book.

So, let's go on shelves on Friday, see you there?

--split line--

The following passage is not my original work, it is from the NGA Water District, and it is a classic passage.

And this kind of mood feels inexplicably appropriate.

Although the testimonial of the last book has been quoted once, I want to share it again.

I would like to share as an individual↓↓↓
One day you have to shake hands with all the memories in peace, there are her and you, her youth and your years.That person lives in time forever, you can't pull her out, and you can't go back, so be it, let her stay there quietly.She won't get fat, she won't get old, she won't wear professional suits and high heels, she won't carry the smell of short diesel and rice vinegar from her parents, she will always be young and beautiful, standing in the memory in a bright long dress, smiling like a flower at you.

I often think of the girls who have appeared in my life.

Whether they were at the time or in memory, they were so beautiful that they were in a mess, and they were so good that they dazzled people.

Now, they must be more beautiful, calmer, and richer. They must have met more interesting people and performed more wonderful stories.

A girl who briefly appeared in my life got engaged.

My brother, who loved a girl for two and a half years, finally got the "good news" that she was engaged to someone else.

I often tell him that that person lives in time forever, you can't pull her out, and you can't go back, so just let her stay there quietly.

She won't get fat, she won't get old, she won't wear professional suits and high heels, she won't carry the smell of short diesel and rice vinegar from her parents, she will always be young and beautiful, standing in the memory in a bright long dress, smiling like a flower at you.

Isn't that bad?
One day you have to shake hands with all the memories in peace, there are her and you, her youth and your years.

Let them stay there.Every day in life there is meeting and parting, crying or rejoicing.

If the girl you met at the beginning was destined not to make it to the end, would you still choose to meet when you were young?Or do you meet her and join hands for the rest of the journey after seeing the spring flowers, summer moon, autumn wind, winter snow?
This seems to be a question that is not worth mentioning. Almost everyone likes words like "the end of time".

But is it really that simple?The crux of the matter is, do you want to start or end?
You met at the age of 28 and 30 when you were mature, rational, calm, grinning, stable in work, wearing professional suits, high heels, and suits. You met each other with the same taste and temperament. You only regretted that the old man was blind for a while, and a good story began. The tide of blessings, such as the combination of talent and beauty, the perfect combination of heaven and earth, etc., floods in like a flood.

It's like a perfect story.

She wears shiny high-heeled shoes, elegant dresses, and her makeup is spotless, and she speaks impeccably in front of your friends and colleagues.She won't yell and make trouble with you unreasonably, she won't ask you to cross three streets by eating Xiaolongbao from a certain shop, and she won't easily get angry with you and wonder if you're having an affair with other girls.She is tolerant, considerate, virtuous and filial, and she can enter the kitchen and exit the hall.

But with the mediocrity coming day after day, will there be a faint regret in the heart at a certain moment of looking back?

Do you want to have a time machine, go back to her age of 20 or 22, walk up to her in the cafeteria, in the library, or on the main road, and say "hello" politely or obscenely or anxiously.

At that time, she was wearing a bright long dress with no face to the sky, wearing Converse white canvas shoes, and rushing to the cafeteria with her wet hair just after washing, shaking off the surprises of countless boys along the way.

She is beautiful, proud, and smart. She will be worried about a word from her roommate, she will cry because of a romantic drama, she will see cute dolls in the toy store who can’t walk, and she will look forward to a special holiday. Roses for boys.

She is not so decent, she hasn't learned to smile without showing her teeth, and she will cover her mouth and keep giggling when she is brought in front of her friends.She wears Converse canvas shoes, and also likes cheap sandals from Taobao. She doesn’t like makeup very much, so she rushes downstairs to the dormitory in a T-shirt and shorts. She will act like a baby, be obsessive and unreasonable, and be excited by the crazy thoughts that suddenly pop up in her head...

What about you at that time.

I don’t have much money, I wear new sneakers that I’ve saved up for a long time to buy, I ride a cool mountain bike and drive through the crowd at high speed, I’m talking about political football and girls with a group of friends at food stalls, and I don’t hesitate to face the beer bottles that are handed over to me. The hesitation is all over, you are so young, so flamboyant, full of pretentious imaginations, shouting loudly that the world is ours.Your hairdo is not so much hairspray, you don’t have your first suit yet, you haven’t learned how to restrain yourself and smile politely, so when you’re upset, you just say: Fuck it.

She passed by the playground and saw you playing.

Sweat slid down your red face along the tip of your hair, and you shouted and ran vigorously, as if you had endless strength in your body.

You meet.Not so rational and tolerant, and it is difficult to always understand each other. She is not so delicate and beautiful, and you are far from mature and wise. A stupid boy, an innocent girl, just talk like that. Swear, you think that the world will be arranged according to your own imagination, and you don't understand that what never changes in life is always changing.You'll fight, you'll break up, you'll hurt, you'll walk apart, you'll keep each other in your memories and you'll be tortured, but honey, that was your best age.

"Monga" said, "Wherever the wind blows, the grass will fall. When I was young, I thought I was the wind. I didn't realize until I was covered with bruises that we are all grass."

We may not fall like grass with the wind, but we can only go forward in a vague way.

The time is all set.

When I was young, I always wanted to see all the scenery in the world. From time to time, I had the impulse to take risks. I wanted to elope with my beloved girl, and immediately wandered to the ends of the world.

It is only now that I understand that you can't see through any scenery, and it is likely that there is no long flow of water.You can only measure the boundaries of your life in the seasons of spring flowers, summer months, autumn rain, winter snow.

It is possible that no girl will come, and you will walk alone, slowly or urgently, joyfully or sadly.

I often think vulgarly, what kind of girl are you in the future?Are you plump or thin and lively or quiet?Do you have playful short hair or long hair like a waterfall?Do you also like those magnificent and wonderful words, and indulge in the grotesque video stories?Have you also survived the erosion of wolf blood and vulgar success learning madness, and still insist on being an interesting person with your outrageous love for life?
Whether we met at the age of 28 or 35, the only thing we can be thankful for is that we must have many interesting stories and stories to tell each other about each other, and those are touching legends.

Did not meet at the best age, but gave each other the richest self.

I don't know if you will come, but I still sing loudly and walk towards you.

(End of this chapter)