Chapter 1 preamble
I have been different from others since I was a child, at least I think so. Of course, this difference is not due to my ordinary and featureless appearance, but the turbulent heart hidden under the ordinary body.
I can be very quiet. When I see strangers blushing and silent, I stand anywhere and look at the patterns on the floor for a long time. When I wake up in the morning, I can lie on the bed and look at the snow-white ceiling for an hour. I have a record of not going out for a week with my bookcase and computer. My mind often leaves my body and wanders between reality and fantasy, so that my expression and posture are often in a deep and dignified way, and I concentrate on staring at a little bit of Rentian. The state of standing still while shaking the ground and collapsing in front of the mountain, in layman's terms, is in a daze.
I can also be very noisy, stand in front of people impassioned, and talk freely, talking about everything from astronomy to geography, from politics to gossip.When I was young, I was a veritable king of children. With a wave of arms, the responders gathered, leading a group of half-sized children up trees and into the water, jumping up and down, stabbing hornet's nests, filling ant holes, burning duck feathers, stealing old corn, and angering parents and teachers I have a headache.
I said: I am as quiet as a virgin, and as moving as a rabbit.
Audience: You have a dual personality.
I am secretly delighted to have two completely different souls. Others have only one kind of life and one kind of experience. Although I only live one life, I can have two personalities and experience two kinds of lives. How unfortunate.
But is it enough?Shaking my head, I'm a greedy ghost.
I always feel that it is not enough, I always feel that there are many precious, beautiful, passionate, and mysterious life experiences passing by me, and I want to realize them one by one, even I myself understand that this can only be a luxury.
Never feeling enough, like I have a soul that always wants to cry out, and when its thirst is not satisfied, it struggles and rebels, disturbing my peace.
Therefore, in order to appease it, I have loved reading since I was a child.I feel that every book is a world. When I read a book, my soul becomes a person in this world, and I can travel freely in different fields and enjoy it.
Books satisfy my restless soul.
After watching a lot, I naturally like to fantasize. Often in an instant, a touching, passionate or weird story jumps into my mind. I want to record it, but it is too naughty. Before I start to move my lazy hands , it had already escaped, so I only had time to write down the outline of the story in a notepad, and not long after, another story jumped in...
Year after year, when I opened this notepad again, I suddenly found that there were more than a dozen stories, big and small, that I hadn’t written in time. Once vividly appeared in my mind, I suddenly felt very sorry for myself, it was impossible to write one by one, finally, I thought of a simple way, thread them with a thread, and connect them into Chuaner, so our hero and heroine came into being.
This is a story in which there are supporting roles before the protagonists. This is a story in which the plot is the main reasoning and the case-solving is supplemented.
This is... my notebook.