Wei Lian stepped on the bike again: Why don’t we talk about the ‘author’?
Whether you admit it or not, it is a fact that most of the world we live in is controlled by the ‘author’.The so-called ‘most’ is that the ‘author’ can determine the existence or not of certain specific things and their development trends.For specific examples, see "Wei Family".Those aspects that are not taken into consideration by the author develop according to their original trajectory.Can you understand what I mean?
I don't understand at all.
Chen Xingqing denied it very simply.
Wei Lian quickly summarized it highly: The fate of the main characters is controlled by the author, and the fate of the marginal characters is grasped by themselves.clear?
clear.
A simple and easy-to-understand explanation is the king.Does saying so many obscure words make him more professional?It’s not about holding a seminar, I have a professional yarn to use Ah!
After getting off the mountain, it was a wide six-lane road with white lane signs printed on the asphalt pavement, which was clean and tidy.
The sunset was halfway down, dyeing the sea red.
Wei Lian followed her guidance and rode along the highway towards the city center.
The wind blew, and the soft hair rose up.
You should be able to fully experience this feeling, right?
You, you, you see?
Chen Xingqing almost jumped up, and she never wanted to experience that horrible experience again in her life.
Seeing that you lost half of your hand?
Wei Lian's tone doesn't matter, he is not a blind man, of course he can see it.
You saw it all, and you still follow me - are you too calm, right?
She couldn't help but scream.Is the psychological endurance of a rich young master who has seen the world really not on the same level as that of a civilian like her?
Wei Lian turned his head by her volume: It was better to say it was a 'habit' than calmness.
Next he briefly described his short and tortuous life - a car accident, amnesia, kidnapped, cancer in different parts of his body, paralysis, blindness, etc.
This is also too cruel! Chen Xingqing suddenly felt extremely sympathetic to the male and female protagonists. You are such a good boy with a disabled and strong will. I just blamed you wrongly.
Zhijian is right. As for the body, I think you should be more clear about my physical condition than anyone else.
The bicycle turned around lightly, entered the downtown area, and stopped in front of the traffic light. It was very difficult to mess up in the early years.However, as we grow older, we also develop resistance.In recent years, the people and things around me have been changing, but I seem to be no longer affected.
So, against the wishes of the ‘author’, Wei Lian stepped on the pedal and supported her on the ground, stretched out her hand to tidy up her school skirt, and the length that could not even cover her knees made him feel that she could be exposed at any time. What is the reason why you, who seduced me to have sex with you, have not been erased yet?
Seduction?
Chen Xingqing realized something very amazing in his cold sweat. Where did I? - This is definitely a blatant frame-up. It is obvious that he is taking the initiative from beginning to end, right?
You are the one who jumped onto me and forced me to kiss me and seduced me in a slutty way?
What Wei Lian said seemed to be true, but his slow tone made her feel that she seemed to have fallen into a trap: Although she had a jump, she kissed her forcibly, seduced her in a slutty way...
I wrap my legs around the waist of adolescent teenagers and rub my genitals through my clothes. If this is not called slutty seduction, then I am really curious about how much else you can do.Do you put your lower body on my face?
Wei Lian continued to poison her ears with explicit words on the road without any consciously.
Chen Xingqing could not bear it and interrupted him: Will you die if you speak a little implicitly?
Wei Lian's lips raised: There is no boring thing between me and you.It's all right. According to the "author" setting, the object of my first sexual experience was Wei Yao, but what did you do with me? The red light turned green. He held the handlebar and attached it to her ear. You won't remember it, right?
What the hell are you trying to say?
She turned her head to avoid his breath.
Because you have something to do with me, physical connection is also a connection, and the ‘author’ can’t do anything to you for the time being.Of course, these are all my speculations.Since it has violated the plot, do you want to try to believe me?
This guy turned out to be a teenager with a second middle school disease!
Chen Xingqing fell silent.
For a long time, she did not say anything more except to guide the direction.
When the car arrived at the night city area, the vendors at the stalls began to set up stalls in groups of three or three. From time to time, young women wearing cool and heavy makeup whistled at Wei Lian.
While Wei Lian was Cute, I was really popular with women. She was curious about the type of men she liked.
Chen Xingqing asked Wei Lian to stop on the street: Thank you for sending me back.
Is this a refusal to let me know your address?
Yes, that's OK here.
She turned around and looked at the boy holding her hand.
So, what about your answer?
Wei Lian looked at her, me, or the ‘author’?
motivation?
In revenge on what the author has done in him over the years?
Don’t want to be played with and applauding yourself?
Can't recognize your limited fate?
Although there are the above reasons, they are definitely not the main factor.
Probably, her fingers were slightly cool, and her hair was covered with a layer of golden yellow by the setting sun. No matter how you look at it, she felt that her facial features were making an impatient expression. He suddenly had a subtle thought that he might be able to understand. It was too boring.
Chen Xingqing had to sigh that with such a skin and a lazy expression, even a teenager with a secondary disease was still very touching.
She looked back at him: Go home and take a shower and go to bed.
She pulled her hand back with force, and when she turned around, she whispered in a low voice, "Hello, happy birthday."
Whether you admit it or not, it is a fact that most of the world we live in is controlled by the ‘author’.The so-called ‘most’ is that the ‘author’ can determine the existence or not of certain specific things and their development trends.For specific examples, see "Wei Family".Those aspects that are not taken into consideration by the author develop according to their original trajectory.Can you understand what I mean?
I don't understand at all.
Chen Xingqing denied it very simply.
Wei Lian quickly summarized it highly: The fate of the main characters is controlled by the author, and the fate of the marginal characters is grasped by themselves.clear?
clear.
A simple and easy-to-understand explanation is the king.Does saying so many obscure words make him more professional?It’s not about holding a seminar, I have a professional yarn to use Ah!
After getting off the mountain, it was a wide six-lane road with white lane signs printed on the asphalt pavement, which was clean and tidy.
The sunset was halfway down, dyeing the sea red.
Wei Lian followed her guidance and rode along the highway towards the city center.
The wind blew, and the soft hair rose up.
You should be able to fully experience this feeling, right?
You, you, you see?
Chen Xingqing almost jumped up, and she never wanted to experience that horrible experience again in her life.
Seeing that you lost half of your hand?
Wei Lian's tone doesn't matter, he is not a blind man, of course he can see it.
You saw it all, and you still follow me - are you too calm, right?
She couldn't help but scream.Is the psychological endurance of a rich young master who has seen the world really not on the same level as that of a civilian like her?
Wei Lian turned his head by her volume: It was better to say it was a 'habit' than calmness.
Next he briefly described his short and tortuous life - a car accident, amnesia, kidnapped, cancer in different parts of his body, paralysis, blindness, etc.
This is also too cruel! Chen Xingqing suddenly felt extremely sympathetic to the male and female protagonists. You are such a good boy with a disabled and strong will. I just blamed you wrongly.
Zhijian is right. As for the body, I think you should be more clear about my physical condition than anyone else.
The bicycle turned around lightly, entered the downtown area, and stopped in front of the traffic light. It was very difficult to mess up in the early years.However, as we grow older, we also develop resistance.In recent years, the people and things around me have been changing, but I seem to be no longer affected.
So, against the wishes of the ‘author’, Wei Lian stepped on the pedal and supported her on the ground, stretched out her hand to tidy up her school skirt, and the length that could not even cover her knees made him feel that she could be exposed at any time. What is the reason why you, who seduced me to have sex with you, have not been erased yet?
Seduction?
Chen Xingqing realized something very amazing in his cold sweat. Where did I? - This is definitely a blatant frame-up. It is obvious that he is taking the initiative from beginning to end, right?
You are the one who jumped onto me and forced me to kiss me and seduced me in a slutty way?
What Wei Lian said seemed to be true, but his slow tone made her feel that she seemed to have fallen into a trap: Although she had a jump, she kissed her forcibly, seduced her in a slutty way...
I wrap my legs around the waist of adolescent teenagers and rub my genitals through my clothes. If this is not called slutty seduction, then I am really curious about how much else you can do.Do you put your lower body on my face?
Wei Lian continued to poison her ears with explicit words on the road without any consciously.
Chen Xingqing could not bear it and interrupted him: Will you die if you speak a little implicitly?
Wei Lian's lips raised: There is no boring thing between me and you.It's all right. According to the "author" setting, the object of my first sexual experience was Wei Yao, but what did you do with me? The red light turned green. He held the handlebar and attached it to her ear. You won't remember it, right?
What the hell are you trying to say?
She turned her head to avoid his breath.
Because you have something to do with me, physical connection is also a connection, and the ‘author’ can’t do anything to you for the time being.Of course, these are all my speculations.Since it has violated the plot, do you want to try to believe me?
This guy turned out to be a teenager with a second middle school disease!
Chen Xingqing fell silent.
For a long time, she did not say anything more except to guide the direction.
When the car arrived at the night city area, the vendors at the stalls began to set up stalls in groups of three or three. From time to time, young women wearing cool and heavy makeup whistled at Wei Lian.
While Wei Lian was Cute, I was really popular with women. She was curious about the type of men she liked.
Chen Xingqing asked Wei Lian to stop on the street: Thank you for sending me back.
Is this a refusal to let me know your address?
Yes, that's OK here.
She turned around and looked at the boy holding her hand.
So, what about your answer?
Wei Lian looked at her, me, or the ‘author’?
motivation?
In revenge on what the author has done in him over the years?
Don’t want to be played with and applauding yourself?
Can't recognize your limited fate?
Although there are the above reasons, they are definitely not the main factor.
Probably, her fingers were slightly cool, and her hair was covered with a layer of golden yellow by the setting sun. No matter how you look at it, she felt that her facial features were making an impatient expression. He suddenly had a subtle thought that he might be able to understand. It was too boring.
Chen Xingqing had to sigh that with such a skin and a lazy expression, even a teenager with a secondary disease was still very touching.
She looked back at him: Go home and take a shower and go to bed.
She pulled her hand back with force, and when she turned around, she whispered in a low voice, "Hello, happy birthday."
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