Snort! Just Ten Centimeters

Chu Lin died in a car accident. When he opened his eyes again, it turned into an exquisite figure ten centimeters high. Unable to move or speak, my only entertainment every day was to count the sparrows outside the window. Just make do with life, whatever else you can do. Until a thin young man bought him off the shelf and took him home. Chu Lin lay next to the computer in his new home and glanced at the screen boredly—— Author: Su Cheng. Chu Lin:? Chu Lin has been the king of traps for three years, making thunder every month, clocking in every chapter, and scratching his heart and liver countless times late at night. The books became popular, the books were discontinued, the comment section was full of grief, and he himself was untouchable and disappeared from the world. Now, the man he loved and hated was standing in front of him defenselessly. Yawn, stretch, and stare at a blank document for two hours. Then a leave request was issued. Chu Lin was lying next to the monitor, he couldn't move. It doesn't matter, he can still make a sound. From that day on, Su Cheng's peaceful life ended. When I was writing the manuscript, someone read the outline in my ear, and when I was thinking about pigeons, someone with a height of ten centimeters made a deafening sneer. Su Cheng once thought he was schizophrenic. Later, he accepted the reality: the figure he bought home was alive, could curse, and was his most loyal reader. What to do... Fill the hole, Su Cheng Later, with Chu Lin's "gentle company", Su Cheng actually finished writing the novel that had been delayed for three years. On the day it ended, Su Cheng slumped on the chair and let out a long breath, feeling like his whole body had been hollowed out. He turned around to show off to the gadget on the table. Then he saw the ten centimeter figure glowing. The light became brighter and brighter, and the silhouette of a handsome adult man came out of the light and stood in front of him, looking down at him. Su Cheng: "......... Fuck you." Chu Lin bent down and looked at him levelly with a smile: "Dear, it's time to fill in the next hole." … February 15, 2026/Cookie Mission: Harmony and friendliness