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Dazzling Chaotic Love Chapter 1 The Doll in the Dream!

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    March 2009.

    Spring seems to have come very early this year. In early March, the weather was already a bit hot and humid, which made people feel uncomfortable in Jiangbei City outside the customs.  You know, at this time in previous years, there might have been heavy snowfall.

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

    As a full-time Internet writer, or writer, Xiao Jingwen likes the city of Jiangbei very much - the city is not big, but it is very urban, and the scenery is quite good, with a large river in the shape of an "S" in the urban area.  It passes through the city and is surrounded by mountains on all sides.  This kind of comfortable city makes people feel that it is a good place for retreat.

    28-year-old Xiao Jingwen still looks like a 11-year-old girl.  Although she is not in love, Xiao Jingwen pays great attention to maintenance and lives an extremely regular life.  After graduating from college, she worked several jobs, but with her casual nature, she finally decided to be her own controller, and she became a very popular online writer.

    After working full-time for four years, my life has gradually returned to the right track, and I am living a relatively bourgeois life.  This makes Xiao Jingwen very satisfied, and she also feels that she has a lot of face in front of her relatives and friends - although not many people will regard this profession as a career

    In the past two years, Xiao Jingwen has been writing on a literary website called "Lewen.com", and gradually gained a certain reputation.  After she ran out of writing about various cities and romances, she suddenly changed her writing style and started writing about supernatural beings.

    ??A girl writes horror and supernatural novels that make her skin crawl.  But Xiao Jingwen couldn't control it and wrote three books in succession. The fourth one is currently being serialized on Lewen.com.

    Lewen.com is not very big, and the number of supernatural works it has signed is only about a dozen.  The paranormal editor of Lewen.com, whose online name is "Gui Guzi", I don't know if he is a man or a woman.  In the QQ group "Lewen Yougui" for supernatural writers on Lewen.com, Gui Guzi is the boss, leading fifteen supernatural online writers to chat here every day, which is quite enjoyable.

    In the "Le Wen You Gui" group, except for the screen name Gui Guzi, the other fifteen authors all use code names like "1, 2, 3" as their screen names.  This will make it easier for the editor to recognize each other, and it will also be straightforward to see.

    But recently, Guiguzi rarely goes online to chat with others, and the remaining people seem to be busy writing and rarely chat in the group.

    As soon as Xiao Jingwen returned home to Jiangbei City, she opened her desktop computer, logged into QQ, and said in the "Le Wen You Gui" group: "It's been a month, and I finally returned to my little home. I don't know  How are you, colleagues? I wish you a happy old age!"

    After waiting for a while, someone in the group replied, it was No. 1: "Haha, I also want to wish you a happy old age, No. 3! You haven't coded and written a novel for a month, right?"

    Xiao Jingwen is number three in the group, and is considered a veteran in the supernatural channel of Lewen.com.  She was a little tired at this time. She had been riding the train all day, and it was already past eight o'clock in the evening and she hadn't had dinner yet.

    "Yeah, I lived at my parents' house for a month and didn't write a word. I just relied on saving manuscripts, and now the manuscripts are almost used up, so I'm busy coming back!" Xiao Jingwen replied in the group.

    No. 1 posted a smiley face: "Then write quickly! Otherwise I can't even afford a bowl of noodles! I've been coding recently and preparing a new book. I feel as tired as a smoker every day!  "

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

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

    She didn¡¯t turn on the lights, and the entire one-bedroom house was dark.  Xiao Jingwen liked this feeling very much. The clear white moonlight outside shone through the window in bunches. Coupled with the neon lights outside and the winding river in the distance, Xiao Jingwen felt very peaceful.

    She squinted her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes looked very attractive in the moonlight.  There was nothing extra on the computer table in front of her, only a pot of cactus the size of a palm, and a clay sculpture of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses less than a foot high - this thing Xiao Jingwen regarded as a treasure because she was given it by the only person she had ever loved.  His name is Su Jianjun.

    Xiao Jingwen and Su Jianjun were classmates in high school and were each other's first love.  But Xiao Jingwen fell in love too deeply. She liked Su Jianjun very much, a boy who was average in appearance but had a very sunny smile.  But Su Jianjun abandoned Xiao Jingwen in his senior year of high school.  Su Jianjun drank wine that night and told Xiao Jingwen who was hugging him on the roadside: I don't love you, I have never loved you!  Being with you is just because I'm too bored and I just spend time with you.

    If this is really the case, Xiao Jingwen will definitely slap her in the face and then fall off.Just leave, not missing you at all.  But when she was about to raise her hand, she found that the eyes of the boy she loved so much standing in front of her under the moonlight were filled with tears.

    Xiao Jingwen immediately softened her heart. She was thinking that there must be other reasons for Su Jianjun to break up with her.  In Su Jianjun's heart, he must still love him deeply.

    Therefore, Xiao Jingwen has never been in love since Su Jianjun left.  She always had a thought in her heart that Su Jianjun would come back to find her one day.

    But after ten years of waiting, she never saw Su Jianjun again.  Except, this clay sculpture of terracotta warriors and horses on the table.  This clay sculpture was sent to him by Su Jianjun when he graduated from college, saying that he brought it back from Shaanxi.  The clay sculpture was pitch black, and the carving was fine. However, when the package was opened, every crevice on the clay sculpture was filled with yellow dust.  What¡¯s even more amazing is that the dust can¡¯t be cleaned off at all, it¡¯s more like it was put on deliberately.

    There is another strange thing. The right forearm of this clay sculpture is stretched forward and the right fist is lightly clenched. It should be holding a weapon.  But his hands were empty, without any weapons, which looked a little strange.

    But in Xiao Jingwen¡¯s eyes, this situation has a different view: this clay sculpture was originally equipped with weapons, but Su Jianjun took it down. It is like a couple¡¯s lock, with the man holding the key and the woman holding the lock.  This idea, haha

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

    The next day, the weather was unusually refreshing.

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

    The group of "Le Wen You Gui" is still very calm, and Xiao Jingwen is very grateful for this calmness.  She first took a look at the novel she was serializing, and replied to the readers' messages. After finishing this, she put on her headphones, turned on the music, and started typing along with the music.

    Listening to music and writing novels is a habit that Xiao Jingwen has retained for a long time.  There are many songs stored in the computer, and Xiao Jingwen's ears are filled with songs from Eason Chan, Muji, Yu Quan, etc.

    She always feels that this allows her to find wonderful inspiration in writing.  Of course there is another reason: these songs remind her of Su Jianjun.

    Xiao Jingwen coded very quickly, maybe because she hadn¡¯t coded for too long, and the suppressed inspiration burst out in an instant.

    After writing a chapter of 3,000 words, Xiao Jingwen stopped and opened the group "Le Wen You Gui". Number one in the group left a message: "Who is here? Help me throw some flowers!"

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

    "Thank you!" Xiao Jingwen had just finished delivering the gift when No. 1 suddenly spoke: "I had a nightmare last night, so I asked you to send me some flowers to cheer me up!"

    "What nightmare?" Xiao Jingwen became interested.

    Number 1 is a man, in his forties, who has been writing novels on Lewen.com for nearly ten years. Five years ago, he quit his job and became a full-time writer.

    "I dreamed that I was lying on the bed in the dark." No. 1 chatted privately with Xiao Jingwen: "I don't know why the light in my bedroom suddenly turned on. I saw me lying on the bed, which was very strange. I  Suddenly I wondered if I had been out of body. Just as I was about to return to my body on the bed, I found that I suddenly stood up on the bed and walked towards my computer desk. I watched him approach closely.  Then he suddenly shrank, and with a flash of light, 'he' disappeared! But what appeared next was a clay doll on my computer desk!"

    Clay doll?  !

    Hearing this, Xiao Jingwen was startled: "What kind of doll is it?"

    Number 1 made a sad expression: "Have you ever seen the devil clown in the West? What appeared on my computer desk is such a black devil clown doll!"

    Xiao Jingwen smiled: "Is it still from the West?"

    "But apart from its dress, it looks like a Chinese!" No. 1 continued: "Don't you think it's strange? Anyway, in my dream at that time, I saw myself turning into this.  He looked very surprised."

    Xiao Jingwen couldn't help but glance at the clay terracotta warriors and horses on her computer desk: "So what? After all, this is just a dream!"

    "But" No. 1 paused: "When I got in front of the doll in my dream and saw what it looked like, I was frightened because this doll looked so long.  They look exactly like me"
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