A deep love: Thousands of stars are not as good as you

Tomorrow is the day to submit the manuscript. I sat in front of the computer thinking hard and typing, without any inspiration.As an active online writer who hangs around all major online novel platforms all day long, I am actually very helpless in my heart.

Compared with us web writers, it is quite depressing.According to the writing system, there is a fixed delivery time every month, and the number of words must meet the standard.So, I embarked on the road of no return from the Internet.

For the meager manuscript fee every month, I work day and night to catch up on the manuscript, trying to get a good shelter in this era of rising prices.At the very least, when you come across the clothes and cosmetics you want to buy while shopping, you can buy them without frowning.

　It's just that people probably have a lazy nature. Facts have proved that among the 60 billion people in the world, more than 90.00% of them are lazy.Not to mention an older young woman like me.So I often do the thing of drying fish for three days and netting for two days. For this, I don’t know how many times I have been criticized by my editor.Fortunately, I have a strong tolerance in my heart, and I always go in the left ear and out the right ear.

I have been working in the online literary world for many years, and I know the habits of editors, so as a good and obedient author, I have to complete the designated goals every month.Cough...Of course, this is all for later.

I was lying on the keyboard with a dazed face, and the phone that was placed aside was beeping.You don't need to look to know, it must be the WeChat message from Xu Yan.

　This guy Xu Yan, after graduating from university, chose a career as a reporter, always at the forefront of fashion.Therefore, she also customized a slogan for her, "There are only endless gossips, and there are no untold scandals."

　That's right, Xu Yan is, to put it bluntly, a paparazzi. Don't look at her beauty in front of people during the day, she has blinded the eyes of countless good single young people.At night, at best, it is a pervert holding a telescope and a camera, hiding in a corner and taking pictures.

Well, I am quite contemptuous of Xu Yan's job as a reporter. As a bystander, I see the so-called scandals as real, what is white turning black.It was probably a photo of a well-known male celebrity and a certain female celebrity eating together, and within an hour, a picture of the two kissing was spread.And that picture was actually tampered with. In this era when ps technology is popular all over the world, even if it is fake, it can be turned into real.

I remember back then when I was fighting for those celebrities, but Xu Yan choked me with one word.She said, "People stand there and let you shoot on purpose. If you don't shoot, it's called a missed opportunity. If you shoot, now there are a lot of competitors in the industry. Gossip and gossip, those who believe it know it's fake. Unreliable, too easy to be deceived. Besides, if I don’t shoot them, whoever pays me will support me. An independent woman like me must support herself..."

Uh... To be honest, Xu Yan really has an unusually thick skin.

Finally, after a fierce ideological struggle, I typed the last punctuation mark on the computer.

　He stood up and closed the computer, picked up the phone without hesitation, and walked towards the bedroom.Open WeChat, and click on Xu Yan's dialog box habitually.

　 This time she didn't send me a voice message asking me what I was doing hahaha like before, but a small video.

　"Hey..." I sighed, feeling sad for an unknown idol.

　Xu Yan usually sends me a small video during the day, no doubt she caught some explosive news and sent it to me to break the news.Of course, as her best friend and best friend, she still has to give her some face.Then she clicked on the small video and was ready to praise her vocabulary.

Click on the video, and the lounge of Jiangzhou Airport comes into view.The scene changes, and there are reporters rushing forward like a tide. They hold microphones and cameras one by one, and can't wait to interview the people surrounded by them.

It was a handsome man who was as bright as the morning sun and as bright as the day, and he was seen lazily standing in the center surrounded by the crowd, enjoying the adoration and scrutiny of everyone around him.

He neither shy away nor flinched, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, he just lowered his head silently, without saying a word.The chilly aura emanating from the whole body separated everyone by a foot.

The phone trembled uncomfortably in his hand, became unsteady, and fell to the ground with a "click".This was followed by the sound of the tempered film shattering on the screen.

　Even through the screen, with just one glance, I recognized the person standing in the crowd with his head bowed. It was him...the person I couldn't love and had missed for many years.

　After many years, he is still the same as in the past, no matter where he goes, he is a shining point, standing in a place that is out of reach, dazzling like stars in the sky.

　 Tears flowed down silently, I clutched my chest sadly, limp on the ground weakly, let the tears fall like rain, and my heart was broken into slag.

It turns out that we are so close, so close that we are only separated by a city, but we have wasted our entire youth.

In a villa area in the north of Jiangzhou City, in the spacious and empty hall, there are two figures sitting alone, one is wearing a long black trench coat, messy bangs are scattered in front of his forehead, and his handsome and unruly face is full of evil spirits. There was a faint smile on his face, his thick and dense brows touched lightly, his long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly under the light, but his eyes were looking straight ahead at the man lying on the bench with closed eyes and resting his mind, "Jin Nian Let me tell you, you are not recuperating in the United States, you have to run all the way back, and you made such a big noise, why? Don't tell me that you came back because you couldn't let go of your family's business in Jiangzhou Yes, these,, I don't believe it." The faint smile on the corner of the man's mouth has been hanging, as if nothing in the world can remove the smile from his mouth.

The eyes of the man lying on the bench were slightly closed, and he didn't even look up lazily. His good-looking brows and eyes were full of indifference and alienation. It's a little cold.His thin lips parted slightly, and he rested his forehead with one hand, and then came out a low and pleasant male voice, "Mind your own business, you don't need to know the rest."

"Hey, don't bring someone who cheats friends like this, An Jinnian." The man almost jumped up from the sofa he was sitting on in a hurry. "If you hadn't pulled me back to act as a shield for you, would I have been able to come back? I don't even look at what your body looks like now."

"Okay, Mu Yuan, I'm tired, you go upstairs to rest first, we'll talk about it tomorrow if there's anything else, cough..." An Jinnian's pale face flushed, and he couldn't help coughing. Even the blood-colored lips gradually lost their redness.His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked coldly at the person who was talking to him in front of him.

Mu Yuan was frightened by An Jinnian's appearance, and immediately became docile, "Forget it, I don't care about you anymore, it's a bit cold in the hall, if you really want to rest, go upstairs and go back to your room to rest, I won't stay here Don't worry." Mu Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth in displeasure, and finally got up and went upstairs.

An Jinnian watched Mu Yuan leave, until he disappeared from his sight, then raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed violently.

After a long time, the cough gradually faded away, and then An Jinnian let go of his big hand covering his mouth, panting heavily.

This disease has been around him for four years. Chronic cell leukemia can be called terminally ill.The doctor told him back then that as long as he found the right bone marrow, he would be saved.However, after so many years, he has gradually turned from hopeful to hopeless.He even wondered if he would die like this, in a strange country, and even the last thought in his heart would turn into regret.However, he was unwilling, unwilling to die like that, in a world without her.He still remembered that when he left four years ago, he hadn't had time to say goodbye to that person, and they were separated from each other and never saw each other again.

Thinking about it, An Jinnian raised his hand to touch his heart, where the heart was still beating in an orderly manner, but the beating sound of the heart was a little weak. "Lin Xi, it's been four years, the reunion after a long absence for four years, I, miss you very much, miss you very much,," he slowly closed his slightly heavy eyes, and kept whispering in his mouth.Perhaps for so many years, the only thing he misses is the person he once put on the top of his heart. As long as he thinks of it, he will feel that the whole world is beautiful, because no matter where he goes, at least she is still there, and she is still there. On the apex of the heart that was quietly placed, it has never changed.

The corners of An Jinnian's mouth curled up unconsciously, his eyes closed tightly, and he gradually fell into sleep. In his sleep, he was sleeping peacefully, with tenderness in the corners of his eyes, as if he could penetrate the cold winter and reach the heart of people far away. heart.