The author of spicy chicken named it again

During breakfast, Shen Rong kept thinking about his ambitions, while Su Xuanran ate his breakfast seriously.

Originally, he didn't want to eat it, but after thinking about it, why didn't he eat it?He is not stupid to treat himself badly.

Su Xuanran wiped his mouth after eating, and reservedly said that the job was okay, since Shen Rong is free, I will leave the cooking to him from now on.

Shen Rong happily agreed, if he wanted to grab a man, he had to grab his stomach first.Although his skills are not very good, at least he can crush chickens, and he won't think about feeding Su Xuanran with nutritious rice noodles every day like chickens. In this alone, the advantage is obvious.

Shen Rong, who has been reduced to competing with robots for favor, doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with his thinking, Su Xuanran nods to affirm his thinking.It's best to just think about it like this, never get enlightened, and cook for him obediently.

Back in the room, Su Xuanran took out a book from the small bookcase beside the bed to pass the time.

Half an hour later, Shen Rong came in.

"I ordered a batch of fitness equipment."

Su Xuanran's first reaction was that this guy wanted to force him to exercise?Don't even think about it, he might as well lie down and sleep when he has this spare time. Exercising has no effect on his current body, and it's a waste of time.

"It's not for your use." Shen Wei quickly explained, "I use it myself, I'll borrow your spare room to store it."

Su Xuanran had a hunch that something was wrong, and he frowned slightly: "You won't be staying here for long, if you want to keep fit, you can go to the gym, or move out, and no one will care if you transform your entire home into a gym."

Shen Wei had already guessed that he would say this: "I will take the equipment with me when I move out, and it won't take up your place."

"Hmph." Su Xuanran said nothing.

This is basically a tacit consent.Shen Rong sat down on the small sofa next to him, and sent a message to Chick, telling him to clean up the house.

This person didn't do anything here, just stared at Su Xuanran. Su Xuanran felt uncomfortable under his gaze, so he raised his head and stared back.Shen Rong was happy instead, stretched out his hand and pressed on his book, not letting him read it.

"What are you doing?" Su Xuanran patted his paw away.

"Do you understand?" Introducing Freud's psychology books, the books left by Su Yi's parents, Su Yi has never read them himself, and Su Xuanran also took them casually.I really don't understand it, but the examples given in it are very interesting.

Su Xuanran sneered: "What are you doing?"

Shen Ling is innocent: "If you don't understand, I can explain it to you."

"You still understand this?" Su Xuanran doubted.

Shen Ling showed his big white teeth: "It was a compulsory course for me back then."

"not interested."

Su Xuanran simply closed the book, got up and prepared to leave, found another room and locked it, so as not to let this guy come to mortals again.

"I can pick the lock." Shen Wei is like a roundworm in his stomach, he knows everything, "The locks here can be opened by invading the electronic system, and I know how to hack."

Su Xuanran told himself not to be angry. He would never end being angry with this guy. He took a deep breath and sat back: "You have nothing to do?"

"Yes." Shen Ling turned serious and put away his hippie smile, "Last night you said that you finished saving the manuscript, so have you thought about what to write next?"

Su Xuanran relaxed a little when he mentioned this, but he couldn't settle down on the next book, which made him a little annoyed.Generally, the author has too many references to write, so he doesn't know which one to write next, but Su Xuanran has no idea at all.

He will also have stalks that appear on the spur of the moment, some of which are cute, but they don't arouse his desire to write.

"I didn't think about it." Su Xuanran's tone was a little blunt, but it was much more relaxed than before.

He has no passion for writing, he simply finds it fun.Shen Rong talked to him about "games", and he decided to give Shen Rong a good face.

"No brain hole?" Shen Wei asked tentatively.

Su Xuanran remained expressionless, so it was hard to guess.If he had even the slightest reaction, Shen Rong would have guessed something, but he didn't have any.Shen Rong thought about it, and either he had no brains, or he had too many brains and didn't know which one to choose, or he wanted to write something but was afraid that he couldn't write it well.

Seeing that Su Xuanran didn't respond, it probably did.

This is not difficult, he suggested: "You can write about the things around you, maybe you will have a brain hole when you write. Or read more books, you can get inspiration."

This proposal was very pertinent, Su Xuanran did not blindly veto it, but began to think carefully.

Do you write stories around you?

He suddenly thought of his previous life.Due to the development of science and technology and the loss of culture, people nowadays know less and less about things like cultivation, so they are more and more curious.The level of the various comprehension novels on the Internet literature is uneven, but they are enjoyable for a while, but they can't really satisfy people's inner desires.

After all, it is edited, so it is difficult to write realistically.

Su Xuanran came from the world of comprehension. If he wrote it, it would be very real.But it will also be very depressing, because what remains in his memory is either the good past in the sect, or the despair and pain later.

"I don't want to write anymore." Su Xuanran suddenly put down the book, stood up and left with a cold face.Shen Rong was taken aback for a moment, did he accidentally poke Su Xuanran's sore spot?But judging from Shen Rong's understanding of him, Su Xuanran actually didn't care about the fact that his parents died young and he grew up alone.

"Xuan Ran?" Shen Rong hurriedly got up to pull him.

Su Xuanran dodged: "Don't touch me."

Then he went to the bathroom alone and locked the door.

Shen Rong didn't follow again, Su Xuanran might need to be quiet for a while.

He went to the kitchen to heat a glass of milk, put it in the bathroom, and then knocked on the door: "Xuan Ran, I poured you a glass of milk, remember to drink it."

There was no movement, Shen Ling backed away silently, after a while, Su Xuanran opened the door and went to the study with milk, and shut himself in again.

Su Xuanran in the study was in a very restless mood.

He found that he didn't have the courage to write stories about the cultivation world, especially, he didn't dare to write about those people and things that were closely related to his previous life.He thought he had come out a little bit, but no, these things were pressed down in his heart, as if they were buried, but in fact they were heavy, and he didn't know when he would be unable to hide them, and he would be overwhelmed.

In fact, when he was in the bathroom just now, he hoped that Shen Rong would come to disturb him, because he subconsciously wanted to escape and didn't want to face this problem.But he didn't want people to disturb him, he wanted to be quiet.

The cup of warm milk in his hand warmed his cold hands slightly, Su Xuanran took a sip, and gradually calmed down.

He can't escape for a lifetime, he has to solve it, or he will collapse sooner or later.But now that he has reached a dead end, he doesn't know what to do.

After a long time, when the milk was finished, Su Xuanran opened the door and went out. He decided to ask Shen Rong.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Shen Rong, who was several rounds younger than him, was indeed more mature than him.Unless people in the cultivation world have lived for many years, the more talented they are, the more straightforward their means will be, and their thoughts will not be so twisted.

Back then when the Liuzong wanted to train Su Xuanran to be the suzerain, they naturally cultivated EQ and skills, but it was a pity that they were cut off by another person not long after, and Su Xuanran didn't learn much at all.

Shen Ling was instructing Xiaoji to dismantle the bed in the guest bedroom and move it to the utility room.Su Xuanran suddenly appeared at the door and looked at him quietly.

"Cough...Xuan Ran, are you alright?" Shen Wei knew he was wrong, he deliberately didn't make it clear that he wanted to requisition the guest bedroom.Although it seems that Su Xuanran has accepted sharing the same bed, there is no guarantee that one day he will not be forced to sleep in the guest room, so Shen Rong first tore down the guest room, Su Xuanran can't let him sleep on the sofa in the living room, right?

Su Xuanran was not in the mood to argue with him about these for the time being, his complexion was not very good-looking, a little pale.

"I have something to ask you."

Shen Ling hurriedly put down the things in his hand and walked over: "Just ask, I will tell you what I know."

Su Xuanran was noncommittal, turned around and went to the bedroom, nestled on the beanbag sofa, grabbed a big pillow and hugged him, covering himself behind.

Shen Rong sat down opposite him, quietly waiting for him to speak.

"Hmm..." Su Xuanran pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed to speak.After a while, he said in a low voice, "There is a problem, I have to face it and solve it, but I can't."

Although he said it very cryptically, Su Xuanran still had the illusion of revealing himself, as if he was naked to show others, which made him shrink back and shield himself even more tightly.

Shen Zhi's face changed slightly, he became serious like never before, walked over to half kneel and half squat in front of Su Xuanran, stretched out his hand to press the top of the pillow, revealing Su Xuanran's bright eyes.Now the look in his eyes seems to be so fragile that it will shatter at the slightest touch, not at all like Su Xuanran who is usually strong and forbearing.

"I have a way to solve your psychological barrier." Shen Zhi said firmly, looking directly into his eyes.

Su Xuanran subconsciously clenched the pillow in his hand: "Say it."

Shen Ling told him that since there is no way to solve it all at once, let's do it little by little.

"...If you can't bear to write directly about the things around you, you can write something a little farther away. For example, when you write the story of Chaos Star, it happens in a place not far away, and then slowly moves towards you Get closer...you can write the other chapters of Chaos Star first, and then you can write to this section after the next book..." Shen Roe broke apart and said to him bit by bit, with a soft tone and a little soothing nature.

Su Xuanran listened quietly without interrupting.

"There will definitely be a little discomfort." Shen Roe knew that he still had a hurdle to overcome, "but we must break this obstacle little by little, starting from the best place to break first."

"Xuan Ran, you have to work hard to overcome it, don't be bound by it."

That night, Su Xuanran tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Shen Ling lay beside him, stretched out his hand to hold down his body that was about to turn over again, leaned over and hugged him tightly: "Close your eyes, don't think so much, think about those things tomorrow."

Su Xuanran closed her eyes obediently, although she never fell asleep, she feigned sleep until dawn.

At five o'clock in the morning, Shen Wei was woken up by Su Xuanran, only to see the other party's eyes were shining, and the blue eyes could not conceal his spirit at all.

"Uncle Shen, I thought of what to write!"

The author has something to say:

Uncle Shen: I'm only ten years older than you, thank you!

Author: Do you remember how many rounds you were older than the opponent?

Brother Su: Don’t listen or listen to bastard chanting scriptures