Looking at Li Gusong, who was extremely dejected but still trying to muster up his spirits, and comparing him with the strict, solemn and energetic black - clothed man beside him, it was really unbearable to watch.
He wondered where Qu Yinghan was now. If her life was changed because he had traveled into the book, that would truly be...
The unfulfilled desire among unfulfilled desires. In short, unfulfilled desires plus.
Lin Qiao looked around and observed that there were no traces of a great fire, nor any signs of inactivity. She felt a bit relieved.
Luo Nanchen held Lin Qiao's hand and walked in front, with Zou Lvrui and Yang Haoyu following closely behind.
Zou Lvrui was enjoying the sight of the lovey - dovey couple so much that she didn't have time to keep up with the group.
As the one most eager to change the plot, Lin Qiao knew that bringing the author along was the top priority. Looking back, she saw Zou Lvrui with an auntie - like smile, in a daze.
Lin Qiao turned back and shouted, "What are you doing?"
Zou Lvrui came back to her senses and met Luo Nanchen's deep - set eyes. It was obvious that he was unhappy because she had delayed his alone time with Lin Qiao.
Zou Lvrui: "..."
This was the male protagonist in her own book! As the "author - mother", she had been threatened by the male protagonist in the book countless times...
I'm really having a hard time...
Humph, let's see if you still dare to show off your might after I get the notebook. You'll probably be crying and begging me to add more kissing scenes then, hahaha...
One should always believe that the author is the most powerful one, no one else.
Seeing Zou Lvrui's extremely rich facial expressions, Lin Qiao couldn't help but be puzzled. "Hurry up, my ancestor. Are you afraid of getting facial paralysis?"
"Find the notebook!" Zou Lvrui said boldly and immediately forgot about her previous inner thoughts. "Do you remember where it is?"
Lin Qiao smiled and showed off Luo Nanchen in a very subtle way. "I don't know. Luo Nanchen does."
Zou Lvrui: "..."
Yang Haoyu: "..."
And Luo Nanchen, with gentle eyebrows and an even gentler expression, looked at Lin Qiao and smiled even more tenderly.
Luo Nanchen led the three of them through twists and turns. Soon, they arrived at the place where Lin Qiao had been locked up for a day, the magical thatched cottage where the blue grass had once grown.
However, there was no longer the blue grass, the flying goldfish, or the little white rabbit that wasn't afraid of wolves. There were also no longer the perverted Meng Erliu and the personal black - clothed bodyguard.
"Look, this is the thatched cottage!" Lin Qiao said proudly to Zou Lvrui. Then she turned to Luo Nanchen and smiled. "How did you know this thatched cottage was here? You're so amazing."
"Everyone's spiritual power has an attribute," Luo Nanchen was a bit embarrassed as this was the first time Lin Qiao had praised him so directly. He scratched the back of his head. "You said there was a small pond here, so I used my spiritual power to find where there was water, and then I found it."
Lin Qiao gave Luo Nanchen a thumbs - up.
Luo Nanchen's ears turned red.
...Wasn't Luo Nanchen already a domineering president? Why was he still so easily shy?
Could it be because they had just slept together?
Lin Qiao gave a naughty smile and thought of many inappropriate pictures.
By this time, Zou Lvrui couldn't wait any longer. "Where's my notebook? Where is it? I can't take it anymore. I'm so excited..."
Lin Qiao tried her best to hold back her anger. She walked into the thatched cottage, picked up the notebook hidden in the sunken stone. Before she could say a word, she felt the weight in her hand lighten.
"Ah, my dear computer, my Crayon Shin - chan. Good. God has been kind to me!"
When Lin Qiao came to her senses, she saw Zou Lvrui hugging the notebook, looking intoxicated. She couldn't help but find it funny.
"Just change the plot quickly and shut up."
She didn't know when the part about Luo Nanchen losing his memory that she had written in the notebook would come true. There was no plot introduction about it before or after, so she could only wait for it to develop on its own.
"Got it, got it!"
Just as Zou Lvrui was about to press the power - on button, a pair of hands grabbed her. "The computer's power supply is limited. Delete the part about Luo Nanchen losing his memory first."
Now the plot had been completely messed up. Even Zou Lvrui, the original author, was a bit confused. She seriously asked Lin Qiao, "Do you want to go back to our world?"
"Let's wait. There's food and drink here, and there are also handsome men."
She didn't want to leave. Just like when Luo Nanchen mentioned the well of time - travel before, she hadn't thought about going back either.
But what if one day, Luo Nanchen fulfilled the plot of losing his memory, woke up from this chaotic plot, and fell in love with the women originally arranged in the novel like Li Yingmeng and Bai Moling...
That would probably be the time for her to leave.
Zou Lvrui nodded in agreement. "You're right. Let's just change the amnesia plot this time and save some power. We'll go home later."
"This is the peak moment of my life!"
Just as Lin Qiao was deep in thought, she suddenly heard Zou Lvrui's passionate voice.
Was this girl crazy?
"Hahaha... This is the first sentence I say every time I turn on the computer to write a novel. It gives me so much motivation."
Lin Qiao looked shocked. No wonder she could write such an addictive love line between Li Gusong and Luo Nanchen. She really had her own unique skills.
Amazing.
Watching Zou Lvrui delete the word "amnesia", Lin Qiao felt much more relaxed.
"Done. Let's go."
It was obvious that Zou Lvrui was like a new person with the computer, even though she couldn't turn it on easily.
Holding the notebook, Lin Qiao and Zou Lvrui walked out of the thatched cottage.
Luo Nanchen asked, "Got it?"
Lin Qiao nodded. "Let's go back to the inn and discuss how to solve the problem."
"Okay."
Before leaving, Lin Qiao turned around and took a look at Li Gusong. He was such a poor boy, with a rough love life.
One could only blame Zou Lvrui, the author. The combination of a cool - male protagonist and a tragic male supporting character was very eye - catching and had attracted a lot of readers' attention.
One could also blame the readers for having such a strange taste.
Luo Nanchen saw Lin Qiao constantly looking at Li Gusong and his expression became a bit indignant.
He raised his arm and wrapped Lin Qiao in his arms. His chin rested on her neck, and his warm breath sprayed on her. "Xiaolin, what do you think of Li Gusong?"
What was going on... Was Luo Nanchen jealous of Li Gusong???
Was it really necessary?
These two people's parents had had such a deep hatred in the past, but they could still sit down and calmly discuss the matter of seizing the throne.
Now... they were actually jealous for such a baseless reason?
Sure enough, the male protagonist was still a child lacking in a sense of security. It seemed that he still needed her overflowing love to make him feel safe.
If she said that Li Gusong was bad, he was right behind them. It would be bad if he heard it. Since ancient times, there had been stories of charming concubines causing chaos. What if her words put Li Gusong in a difficult situation.
But if she said that Li Gusong was good, Luo Nanchen would definitely think that she had abandoned him.
The song "What Else Do You Want From Me" by Xue Zhiqian that she had heard in modern times popped into her mind. "What else can I do? What can I do..."
Lin Qiao laughed and looked at Li Gusong and then at Luo Nanchen. People always said that one shouldn't provoke a smiling tiger. Maybe that was referring to someone like her.
"Well, Li Gusong is an upright and taciturn person. He's very efficient in handling things, and he's also very meticulous. He's your right - hand man."
Seeing Luo Nanchen's face getting more and more ugly, Lin Qiao suddenly changed her tune and continued, "However, Li Gusong has a rough love life and can't let go of his pride."
"You're still the best!"
Luo Nanchen clearly heard the last sentence. The corners of his mouth quietly turned up, and his ears quietly turned red.