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Hehe, Zhuang Yuan has no expression on his face.

Looking at the blank space, Zhuang Yuan really wanted to cry without tears.

I still remember the grief of the teacher before he died, and I still remember that the teacher hugged him tightly at the end, and said softly that he would come, and that he would not leave him alone.Sadness, sadness, and reluctance, those complicated emotions mixed into a sour and astringent pot of soup made his eyes a little wet, and he really didn't want to let go of the teacher.

But in the next moment, yes, he arrived at a pure white space that was somewhat dazzling.

The moment he entered, Jiang opened his eyes, and all the memories flooded him in waves, engulfing him like a rising tide, and then he remembered everything before.Zhuang Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, covered his face and sat on the chair, what's the matter?

It turned out that Wan Qian turned out to be the crazy emperor. He had deceived the emperor so badly back then, and finally committed suicide by jumping off a cliff.

Moreover, Wan Qian still has memories of his previous life, and in the end he and Wan Qian lived in harmony for a lifetime...

Zhuang Yuan was a little crazy, but thinking about Wan Qian's love and care for him all his life, he never had any complaints against him in his life, he was always by his side silently, except that he couldn't see him leave for too long, it was basically considered a perfect.

Speaking of ancient times, although the emperor hurt him, he did not make the emperor feel better. The mask of hypocrisy was never taken off, and the two only hurt each other.

Zhuang Yuan shook his head, forget it, let it be settled.Although he didn't know why Wan Qian followed him, there should be no more Teacher Wan in the next world.

Thinking of what he said to Wan Qian before he died, and remembering that he joked that if there was a next life, he would agree to be together... Zhuang Yuan felt very complicated.However, Zhuang Yuan wiped his face, feeling empty and unsettled in his heart, he stared blankly at the whiteness, since the next world will not appear again, he should not continue to miss it.

Maybe a person walking in different worlds, passing all kinds of people around but not having anyone to accompany him is his way.Now that he has agreed to the requirements of the system, he must bear and accept the loneliness of eternal life. He should not have any extravagant expectations, and he should not drag and hurt anyone.

Zhuang Yuan stared blankly at the white ceiling, probably because he was too involved in the previous world, and his emotions were too invested, so he couldn't leave completely rationally all of a sudden, and couldn't enter the next world neatly.Maybe he still needs to slow down?He slowly put his hand on his chest, after all, he still had to take out all the extra emotion, otherwise how would he continue his mission, how would he endure the endless loneliness that was cold to the marrow.

Sure enough, you should put all your emotions in the bottle safely, and you should empty all your emotions, without being excited or invested.Thinking about it, I don't know why he temporarily lost all his memory, making him completely think that he is from that world.

Just when Zhuang Yuan was at a loss due to various mood swings and wanted to quiet down, suddenly, the system's dull voice "Dear!!"

No, it's not like the cold electronic mechanical sound before, it seems weird with wavy lines, as if deliberately trying to curry favor with those close to him, Zhuang Yuan shivered, hey, do you want to condemn him for failing to complete the task again and again? ?Thinking of the fact that Zhuang Yuan, who has only successfully completed two missions after experiencing five worlds now, feels that he really has no face to face the system.

If there is no current entanglement and chaos, according to Zhuang Yuan's character, he would probably face the system very frankly and sincerely express his apology, but now... his mind is as messed up as the Minos maze, and he can't find it. exit.His reaction was also weirdly different from usual.

With a bang sound, Zhuang Yuan literally jumped up, he had no face to face the system and his complex mood fluctuated, he turned around and fled in a panic.

In an instant, a white light flashed, and the space returned to deserted again, only a chair with four legs turned upside down mournfully lay on the ground and condemned being abused before, life!none!Can!love!

It's really... bleak.

"Dear!!!! Where's the person? Where's the person?" The system was frightened by the suddenly deserted space, and after a while, a plaintive voice sounded, "Why didn't you listen to me???"

The space echoed with the sound of crying.

There are bursts of phone ringing in my ears, persistent, and there is a momentum that if you don’t answer the phone, I won’t stop. The noise is so loud that I can’t wait for people to smash the thing that makes the sound out of the window, and clean it up once and for all. .

The first reaction of the person who was sleeping soundly was to cover his ears tightly when he heard the sound, but he kept dying.He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the faint light on the phone screen, his face drooped.

At night, everything is shrouded in darkness, and there is basically no light outside.You don't even need to look at the alarm clock, Zhuo Yuan can basically be sure that it should be the middle of the night, and you don't need to study carefully if it's two o'clock or three o'clock.It wasn't time to wake up anyway.He was very speechless, what kind of psychopath would harass him in the middle of the night because he drank too much and didn't sleep?

Zhuang Yuan wanted to ignore it at first, but that voice was relentless.He reluctantly stretched out his hand from the warm bed, looked at the number with sleepy eyes, sighed helplessly, and connected the phone with one finger.

"Hello..." The voice was full of drowsiness, and there was still half of the unconscious mind still sleeping peacefully.

Compared to Shohara's half-dead voice, the voice on the other side was full of vitality, just like dancing a hula dance while holding a coconut in summer in Hawaii.

"Zhuang Yuan, there is a book this time, can you adapt it? I can't find anyone else, so I can only find you." The voice on the other side was very loud and energetic, the background was also noisy, and the music had a strong sense of rhythm and was chaotic. Sound effects, don't know if it's in a bar or somewhere else.Hey, it's all this time and I'm still soaking outside.

"Don't talk about it tonight, let's talk about it tomorrow. And you also know that my level is just like that, so don't worry about finding me?" Zhuang Yuan's eyes were protesting, and the upper eyelid strongly wanted to be in love with the lower eyelid.

"No, no, please help me with this. I suddenly received the project at hand, and I don't have time. I'm also in the process of negotiating with the director, anyway, I beg you."

"Oh, okay, but let me know what kind of book and what project it is tomorrow." Zhuang Yuan yawned again, and the other party was extremely grateful to hear that he basically agreed.

"Zhuang Yuan, thank you so much. Tomorrow, tomorrow morning, I will make an appointment with you again. You must spare time for me tomorrow. Well, I won't disturb your sleep. I happen to have another book to talk to others. Zhuang Yuan, thank you, thank you, thank you. Hey, let me tell you, this bar is really good, the music is great, and the girl is on time. Next time, I will take you out to have fun, so that you don’t have to live all day long like an old man retired.”

"Ahhh, I'm hanging up if we don't talk anymore. Don't forget tomorrow."

Thank you so much, don't call me in the middle of the night... Zhuang Yuan thought to himself.

After Zhuang Yuan hung up the phone, he scratched his head and burrowed into the bed again. Although his sleep was interrupted, Duke Zhou soon called him to play chess again.

On a winter night, the snow is scattered outside, the air conditioner is turned on in the house, the artificially adjusted warmth is like spring, and the thick quilt is so lingering and sweeter than his lover's body, Zhuang Yuan is stupid Only then will she give up such a ecstasy and beauty like a flower and run out to go clubbing.This makes me see how charming the quilt is, which is how I expected the quilt to see me.

Yes, people who like to be in bed have this virtue.

Because the appointment was in the afternoon, Zhuang Yuan didn't feel any burden in his heart, and slept with peace of mind until the sun was shining brightly outside, and it was bright and eye-catching.Sleeping so hard that I don't know what night it will be, my mind is blank before I slowly get up.

After washing up, I simply toasted two slices of bread, fried a slice of bacon in a pan, boiled an egg, warmed up milk, and went to the table for breakfast.Zhuang Yuan himself prefers Chinese breakfasts such as porridge and steamed buns, but occasionally he will change his taste.In addition, it was relatively late, so it was directly for brunch.

After eating, I washed the dishes and put them away, and went to the milk box at the door to take out new milk, ready to drink before going to bed.

Tidying up the room a bit, throwing the laundry into the washing machine, drinking hot chocolate in a thick white porcelain cup, and waiting until the clock on the wall reached the same time, Zhuo Yuan put down the things in his hand, changed into a cashmere sweater, and put on Put on a thick down jacket and take the elevator down to the underground garage.

Although it felt a little cold without the protection of the air conditioner, fortunately, the temperature in the underground garage was not too low, and the temperature rose soon after the car started the engine.

He drove the car to the outside of the coffee shop he had made an appointment with, parked the car, entered the shop, found a seat by the window, and sat down.The floor-to-ceiling large glass windows flood the sofas and tables with extravagant sunshine.

Seeing the waiter come up, Zhuang Yuan ordered a cup of vanilla latte with half sugar and low coffee, so as not to make him sleepless at night.Mozart's soothing piano music was playing in the store. After all, it was a weekday, and there were not many customers in it, plus he was only four or five people. He occupied a sofa by himself and it was very quiet.

Soon the coffee was placed on the table. Although Shuohara didn't have much interest in coffee, the aroma of the coffee was quite pleasant and refreshing.

I know that his old classmate always has a lot of things to do, and he might not be able to come until 02:30 after an appointment at [-]:[-] pm, unlike him who can tinker with other interests when he is free.Zhuang Yuan took out the book from his bag and flipped through it. The coffee, the smell of books, and the sunshine made it a pleasant afternoon.

Zhuang Yuan also thanked Yu Guoping for asking him out, otherwise how could he enjoy such an afternoon according to his virtue of only wanting to stay at home in winter?

However, not long after he opened the book and read it carefully, Yu Guoping, wearing a navy blue down jacket and hat, rushed in quickly, holding a large brown bag in his hand.The bag is not a famous brand, but it is made of cowhide leather. The style is generous and the capacity is large, but you can’t help but stuff it too much. Where is there a trace of the style of handmade bags?The plug is gone.

Zhuang Yuan looked away in horror, this was his gift to Yu Guoping.After all, when a friend is promoted and has a job he likes, he always needs to decorate his outfit a little bit. Yu Guoping's family conditions are very average, and Zhuang Yuan knows that his friend will not accept things that are too expensive.He just bought a leather briefcase, not a luxury brand.

At that time, Yu Guoping wanted to jump up if he liked it, and he likes it very much now, otherwise why would he use it every day?But at this time, Zhuang Yuan felt that he heard the bag crying.

"Zhuang Yuan, how long have you been here? I'm really sorry for the traffic jam on the road." Yu Guoping quickly took off his coat and put it on the sofa, and at the same time threw the heavy leather bag on the table. I had a cup of clear coffee.

"You still drink vanilla. In fact, clear coffee is more clear-headed." Yu Guoping downed it in one gulp, ordered another cup, and ordered a pastry. The things you like don’t have to be forced by life at all, unlike us, let’s not talk about it.”

He quickly took out a stack of manuscripts from his bag, "Look first, this is a project I received, but I have too many things on hand. I can't find the screenwriter at once. See if you can help with this project." I am also looking for the director's words after writing the book, and the time is tight, so I also have a headache."

Zhuang Yuan leaned on the sofa and flipped through it. When he saw the contents inside, he frowned, "This thing? Do you think I'm suitable?"

"What doesn't fit?"

"The books I have always written tend to be suspenseful. Is this kind of science popularization really suitable for me?" Zhuang Yuan felt that Yu Guoping must be joking.It's not that he is unwilling to help, but he always feels that the style is not suitable and the effect of the shooting will not be good.It's just self-knowledge and not wanting to cheat others.

"No, now the higher-ups feel that ordinary popular science is not read by others, and it would be nice if the suspense can be written to attract people." Yu Guoping suddenly realized, and immediately explained, "Also, in fact, this thing is considered a small project, and the money given is not much. .”

He scratched his head in embarrassment, but was very frank, "Actually, very little money was allocated to this project, and even less was given to the screenwriters. Those screenwriters are so eager to swallow more than half of it. I can only think about it with a thick skin. I came to see you. Also, I really don’t just think about money, your books are of high quality. If you can help me with this, you can ask me to do anything in the future?”

Zhuang Yuan glared at him, "If others don't pick you up, you come to me because I'm easy to talk to?"

"Hey, it's because you have a good temper and always help people." Yu Guoping clasped his hands together, "Please, Zhuang Yuan, I really can't find anyone else. This project is small though. If it doesn't work out, I will eat it." There will be no good fruit."

"Okay." Zhuang Yuan was helpless, "I don't plan to go on a trip during this period of time. Let me adapt it based on a story in it. Then you can see if it can be used. If not, don't force it too much."

"Hey, I'm just waiting for your words." Yu Guoping was overjoyed, and then began to chatter about the work at hand, his own difficulties, his plans and his busy schedule.

Zhuang Yuan just listened, without pointing fingers or interrupting, just so quietly, listening quietly, occasionally drinking a sip of coffee.

But this has already made Yu Guoping very satisfied. There is such a person who can listen to you quietly, with a gentle smile and thoughtfulness, what more does he want?In a busy life and busy work, having a friend who can listen to you is considered a luxury.Fortunately he met.

After talking for about an hour, Yu Guoping called the service cloud checkout, "Zhuang Yuan, I'll settle the bill this time. I'm the one asking for your help. I'll be honest. If you write this book, you won't get much money. It's my thick skin." I’m here to pester you, so I’ll take the coffee.”

"Okay." Zhuang Yuan smiled, "I won't be polite."

It was still early, and Zhuo Yuan was basking in the sun through the glass window, so warm that he didn't want to move.

He flipped through the manuscript a little, hey, how should these things be written?

The author has something to say: Hey, don’t forget about the lovely system~~~~~~~

A new world has begun, and Yuanzi's memory has recovered, Hoho

It is said that a certain relative is here, sleepy to death ah ah ah ah

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