Chapter 45: The new life is not perfect
"Achoo!!!!"
Li Lin leaned against the wall and suddenly let out a huge sneeze.
"Told you not to move around recklessly if your body isn't well, look, you got sick, right?"
"Am I sick? I was angered by you until my liver fire rose ( idiom: become very angry), literally angered into sickness! Achoo! Tell me yourself what you did!"
"But I really didn't know it was written by you? Then how about I apologize?"
"You… Achoo!"
Sneezing while lying on the bed, Li Lin glared at Lappland, who looked completely natural, not feeling she did anything wrong at all, yet still planning to admit fault. He felt the anger of why, in those videos he watched, either the dog owner or the husky would eventually go crazy.
Because it was truly too difficult; Li Lin felt his life was truly too difficult.
Was it easy for him?
Writing a novel, hiding here and there. Now, although Texas had already decided to let go, Li Lin was still a man with some manuscripts saved. He had just run to meet Ch'en with the manuscript from his safe, and as a result, the manuscript was stolen by some bastard whose brain was flooded with who knows what. A triple-layered leather safe could actually be cut open with a large hole using triangular claws, only the manuscript was stolen, nothing else was touched; tell me, what was the point of that?
Although that idea was also criticized by Ch'en, saying it was too dark, and this world indeed had some great wills existing, making Li Lin give up the idea of continuing to write. But that was, after all, one of the immortal masterpieces of past history; just reading it was good. The remaining some manuscripts and other good things written before were still hidden in Penguin Logistics.
Li Lin thought for a moment, planning to show the manuscript to Ch'en again on Monday. As a result, upon returning to Penguin Logistics, he saw a scene that made his eyes nearly pop out .
Lappland, somehow, had dug out his documents, and all of Penguin Logistics had read them.
This wasn't an issue of privacy or not, nor an issue of being seen or not, or being seen by people sooner or later. It was the issue of his own novel, such a private thing, being inexplicably distributed, and he himself feeling extremely ashamed. This shame quickly turned into anger, directed towards Lappland. But alas, this matter was somewhat unjustifiable and strange; Li Lin also felt too embarrassed to say anything directly.
What could he say? Because being swept out and seen really wasn't Lappland's fault, it really was Li Lin's problem.
Although that manuscript didn't have a name and the place it was hidden was like a garbage dump, causing it to be cleaned out and seen, I essentially wanted you to see it yet didn't want you to see it, in a contradictory state of mind like a teenage girl about to confess to her crush, so in short, I'm very angry?
If this kind of statement was said out loud, Li Lin had no doubt Lappland could laugh so hard she'd jump off a building on the spot.
Anyone can laugh, but just not Lappland!
This isn't a problem of a novel, this is a problem concerning human dignity! But now it's already very embarrassing, been embarrassing all night, Li Lin also didn't know what to say, could only sulk by himself.
"Don't argue, I think what you wrote is pretty good, Prophet?"
Exusiai, who had been watching the fun from the side for a long time, came out smiling to smooth things over .
"Especially that passage about the Emperor. It's just that regarding the religious aspect, I personally still have some opinions. We Laterano each have very devout beliefs; Prophet, it's fine if you say hypothesize a world where religion doesn't exist, but you having this Emperor debate with the last priest or something, I think this should be considered a taboo for us Laterano."
"Let's not discuss this issue anymore, I really don't want to discuss it again."
"Ok~ Anyway, Prophet, just relax a bit, have some confidence. And if you have anything, just feel free to chat with me. I'm very interested in matters of this aspect, it's also okay not to tell Texas, you know?"
"But I already know."
"Prophet, you've been so unlucky lately, want to buy some luck-changing stones to try? I think you need this more than I do."
"…"
Damn it, why?
Is this the feeling of impotent rage ? Truly a remarkable fury.
Looking at his teammates' concerned expressions, Li Lin clearly recognized in his heart that these comrades who had shared life and death with him definitely had no intention of laughing at him. But the shame of his novel being inexplicably flipped through and passed around still caused an unknown fire to surge in Li Lin's heart.
How should I put it, proactively showing others is one mood, handing it over to others for publication for readers to see is another mood, but being passively dug out is a completely different sense of shame and anger. And if it was said to be poorly written, he could still use a 'shitty X' to suppress this sense of shame. But they were all good friends, even said it was well-written, and seriously offered opinions; this instead gave rise to a strong sense of shame and psychological contrast in his heart. Couldn't even find a place to curse someone.
Li Lin could only take a long, deep breath, then slowly exhale.
"…I'll go out for a run first."
"Oh oh, want me to go with you?"
"Don't bother me! It's my day off, can't I go out and play by myself!"
"What do you want to play? Me too!"
"Get lost, get lost, get lost! I don't want to see you again! At least not for these ten hours!"
Giving the middle finger to Lappland, who looked completely cheerful and unaware of what trouble she had caused, Li Lin slammed the door and left, full of anger. And looking at the annoyed Li Lin, Lappland's tail curled somewhat uneasily, and she looked somewhat uneasily at her surrounding colleagues.
"Is he a bit angry?"
"It's fine, it's fine, don't mind Prophet's appearance; actually, this kind of anger will dissipate on its own after a while. It's just emotionally difficult for him to get over it for a moment, don't worry. When I lived with him before, the number of times he got his fur ruffled was much more. This is nothing. He'll come back on his own after a while."
"Is that so? I thought he was really angry."
"Don't mind his appearance; for people he truly acknowledges, even if angry, he'll at most just bottle it up himself. Later you can treat him to a couple of meals, rest assured, rest assured."
"Oh oh."
Lappland looked at Exusiai, who was calmly wearing headphones and listening to music, and nodded somewhat uncomprehendingly.
Although unsure why Li Lin was so angry, Lappland was also someone who could take good care of her teammates' mentality. For example, sending a question mark where a teammate inexplicably died to show concern; for example, reporting a teammate when they were angry to get them banned to maintain peace of mind—Lappland was very experienced in this.
A novel is similar to exchanging diaries. I'll just write a novel myself and exchange it with Li Lin to read, won't that solve it!
Lappland returned to the small den she shared with Li Lin, pleased with herself, deciding to make an effort for their friendship.
Watching Lappland's departing back, Croissant shook her head, looked towards Texas, who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, flipping through the novel, reading seriously.
"Texas, what do you think?"
"They're going to fight sooner or later."
"I think so too."
Croissant said, shaking her head.
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