Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 1083 Let yourself fly like a star billions of light years

Feng Mocheng leaned on the seat, hugging his arms, and suddenly took a deep breath.

After a while, he looked at Luo Yifan and became serious: "Sometimes when I think about it, I've lived in a rut these years. I thought I made a good plan and kept moving forward, everything None of them will be out of my control. But until now I have discovered that there is no way to make a so-called plan in this world, because everything will be out of my control one day."

Feng Mocheng's brain is convulsed now, talking to Luo Yifan, Luo Yifan will naturally not give up this good opportunity, he asked: "You mean, the one who let you out of control is Lin Jing, right?"

Feng Mocheng's eyes suddenly lowered, and a dimness flashed across his eyes. His smile suddenly became bitter, "I don't know, maybe, maybe not, there are some things I don't know myself."

Lao Luo nodded, "If you know what you want, everything will be easier, won't it?"

"What do I want?" Feng Mocheng looked forward, suddenly becoming blurred, and all kinds of things from the past appeared in front of his eyes.

Just a few months ago, he almost lost Lin Jing. If it wasn't for Gu Lun, Lin Jing would have died. He almost went crazy during that time.

Later when Lin Jing came back, she lied to him and lied to him.

Up to now, he still has a piercing pain when he thinks about it.

He raised his hand, covering his heart, and suddenly smiled, "I know what I want."

Luo Yifan raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyes flicked with cunning, and asked, "What do you want?"

Feng Mocheng's gaze became somewhat clearer, as clear as spring water, not as deep as it used to be, "Maybe, I can give it a try, let myself go, and never be bound by anything again."

Luo Yifan: "..."

"President Feng, you are not mistaken, are you sure you want to let yourself go?"

The four words "let yourself fly" seemed to make Luo Yifan want to sarcastically sarcastically.

Feng Mocheng nodded, "Yes, let go of yourself, throw away the silent self."

"President Feng, do you know what the price will be if you let go of yourself?"

Doubt flashed across Feng Mocheng's eyes, and he asked casually, "What price?"

"Hundreds of years ago, there was a person named Xingxing Yiguangyear who let himself go. No matter what routine he wrote, he didn't care about the tension of the plot, he didn't care about the climax of the rhythm, he didn't care whether the character design would collapse, he just opened the word and did it. Don’t write according to the outline, don’t care about what the reader wants to see, only write what he wants to write. No, even he himself can’t guess what the plot behind him is, so he can’t answer the questions asked by the reader, or he is random Answer, because he doesn't know what will happen in the following plot! He is completely random, 90.00% of the characters and plots in the book are not in his outline, but are written later, and he is free to add himself temporarily. It’s up. It’s not enough for a good romance to be temporarily written as a sci-fi by him. He needs to add some witchcraft and superpowers. The love story can’t satisfy him anymore. The earth is not enough for him to write, and he still has to write Mars! No matter how ironic, insulting, or cursing the son is, he still does his own thing. In the end, he was criticized and personally attacked by many people, but he didn't hear what was going on outside the window, and waved his sleeves. The more scolded he was, the more stubborn he became, writing The longer it is, the more unconstrained it is, and those trolls who insult him will make you sick. Are you sure you want to let yourself go like that billion-light-year-old star with abnormal brain circuits? I heard that he will die in the end."

(End of this chapter)