Light Snow to Beginning of Spring GL

Sitting for a whole day, He Xueyan didn't have any mood to revise the manuscript. What's the point of revising it? Anyway, it's impossible to sell well. It's just a book that is not sold well by thousands of people. reading materials.

In the past few years, the Internet has been full of piracy, and people love to read e-books on their mobile phones, and the number of people visiting bookstores is almost gone.In addition to tutoring materials for elementary and middle school students, materials for English postgraduate entrance examinations are still selling very well. After all, how many people still care about books or not.

Jia Zhangke said in the interview that books are not about the quality of the paper, but the content is king.Guo Jingming on the other end announced to the world in publicity that my book, the cover is gilded, and the paper is imported.

What is the content?The content that someone reads has the value of dissemination. No matter how good your writing is, if no one reads it, it will be useless.

This is no longer the era of He Xueyan's mother, when only people read books published by experts. Hundreds of thousands, there are still people flocking to it.

He Xueyan wasted all her previous work on this history book, and couldn't change a single word.I told myself in my heart, just do it, just like her.The beginning is always smooth and smooth, awesome, and then it is hasty and disappears.

It is better to get off work early and go home to take care of my father if I am not in the mood to pack up my things.

Driving the car, stop and go all the way home.

For the first time, you can hear talking and laughing at home when you walk through the door.

The old lady came to make friends?

He Xueyan was a little puzzled, and pushed the door, really stunned.

The Siberian wind blew, and her sister, brother-in-law, and a young man fell from the sky.

Her parents were outside, her father was sitting in a wheelchair covered with a blanket and didn't move or speak, with a smile on his face, the old lady was sitting next to her, rarely willing to come out to meet strangers, when He Xueyan came in, her sister didn't blame her for the first time She laughed, and said with a smile: "I got off work so early, and I said you might come late."

It's too polite, He Xueyan is not used to it: "Yo, brother-in-law is here too, I haven't seen you for a few days."

Her brother-in-law is Wang Zhijie. He is tall and handsome. He is almost 40 years old. He is well maintained and well-dressed. He met her sister when she was studying in the United States. The family is in business and has some wealth. Later, the two of them went to sea together. , the business is going smoothly, and it is said that the assets are over [-] million.He Xueyan's impression of her brother-in-law is not bad, and of course it's not too good. The main reason is that she doesn't like those businesses. She talks about the stock market but keeps her mouth shut. She always talks about corporate responsibility and corporate culture. She will expand the scale by tens of millions next year.

She doesn't understand and doesn't like to listen.

Wang Zhijie in a suit and leather shoes smiled and said, "He Xueming came here to see my parents, and you too. I heard that the nanny left, and after looking for many mothers, I found it inappropriate. I will also ask someone to find a well-trained one, no Please bring three or four people, one nurse will take care of Dad, one will clean, and one will be in charge of cooking."

There are so many people crowded in the courtyard, it is estimated that the old lady will go crazy.

He Xueyan smiled: "It's okay, I can take care of it, you look for it slowly, you don't need so much, just be willing to endure hardship like Aunt Zhang and not make noise." Said: "Who is this guest? Haven't introduced yet."

Wang Zhijie smiled, stretched out his hand to hold the young man's arm and said, "I forgot to tell you, this is He Xueyan, my sister-in-law." People are also very nasty: "Famous poet, translator, calligrapher and painter, great editor, if you haven't heard of her name in this circle, it means you haven't been involved in it. If you haven't met her, it means you haven't engaged in literature and art."

Fortunately, He Xueyan has self-knowledge. She only has a basic salary of 3000 a month.

The young man looked typical and painted, with a straight face and stubble, long untrimmed hair, wearing green overalls, a bag next to it embroidered with five-pointed stars, and black feet that would not be kicked.

"Xueyan, this is the painter Zhao Bosong, the star of tomorrow that your sister just signed. He took a painting in Hong Kong for 500 million Hong Kong dollars. It was a sensation." Wang Zhijie introduced.

He Xueyan figured it out, this is the blind date that was introduced.Why did you lead the family here without making a sound?Who is in that mood?

"Mr. He, I have admired your name for a long time. I have read the analysis of contemporary art that you translated five times." The young man was still quite simple, and smiled embarrassedly: "I just never thought about it, Mr. He, you are so young."

"You are fine too." He Xueyan felt uncomfortable all over, why did the leader come here?She hasn't slept all day and night, can she live in peace?No matter how well-bred you are, you will be scolded.

"Xueyan, you don't know how talented Bo Song is. You should talk more, maybe the spark of creation will be sparked immediately, and that will be a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation." Wang Zhijie chuckled.

He Xueyan hit his head in a hole and ran home today.She also exchanged art, and she was full after seeing art.Glancing at the man, he could guess his toes. He must be someone with a background. With the snobbish eyes of her sister and her brother-in-law, would it be some cheap thing to take home?

"The water is getting cold. I'll go to the kitchen and boil another pot of hot water for you." He Xueyan turned around and called to her sister in the kitchen: "He Xueming, come and help me."

When the name was called, they all became angry.

Her elder sister came here with a smile and shouted, and went into the kitchen with the two of them.

When He Xueyan boiled the water, his face collapsed, as ugly as he could be, he said, "Just tell me, where did this Zhao come from? Why did you introduce him to me?"

"It doesn't matter if you are 30 and still live with your parents. It is good to get married and have children early. It is not good for a woman to have children later than [-] years old. Even if our family conditions are good and your requirements are high, you should I've considered it." Her sister said it clearly.

"What do his parents do?" He Xueyan asked more generally.

Her sister curled her lips and said, "It's from the Ministry of Commerce." After a pause: "It's rare that they are all engaged in literature and art, and he admires you very much, so you should talk to people more."

"You don't need to worry about my affairs. If you are my sister, don't do such dirty things. I don't care about you today. Take this person away quickly. I'm not your business. You Remember, I have a personality, and I will never be used as a tool for anyone to pursue fame and fortune." After He Xueyan finished speaking, she ran out to pack her clothes and bags, wrapped her scarf and said to the room full of surprise: "I The unit has something to do, call me urgently, I have to go over and have a look, you sit down."

"Let's go now?" the old lady called her.

The young man also got up: "Teacher He, if you can't, I'll see you off."

He Xueyan ran to the antique shelf at the door and picked up an old magazine, flipped through it, and turned to that page, pointed to the young man's painting on it and said, "That's it, I'll go to 798, and nine out of ten are all old magazines." It's drawn like this, I think you express your mediocrity and impetuosity very well, your 500 million, I know, my brother-in-law must have laundered money for someone."

Wang Zhijie's face turned green.

"He Xueyan, what are you talking about! I can sue you." He Xueming was directly angry.

He Xueyan dropped the magazine and said to the young man, "Tell me now, do you think we are suitable?"

Zhao Qingnian glanced around the room, picked up the bag at hand, and said with a dark face, "I'm leaving."

"Xiao Zhao, don't leave, I'll see you off, don't be angry, my sister-in-law is such a person who doesn't know how to flatter her." Wang Zhijie chased after her.

The old lady was also embarrassed when she took off her glasses: "What's going on with you?"

"Ask her." He Xueyan was too lazy to talk, and didn't want to stay at home anymore.Carrying the bag also ran out in the wind and smear.

Don't go back even if you have a home.

He Xueyan drove around a few blocks, not knowing where he was going.

Going around, it was getting dark.

Driving the car, went back to work, opened the door of the office, she was too tired, sat on the chair, was in a daze for a long time, took out her mobile phone and wanted to send a text message to Yan Fei, as usual, teased with her and laughed at her high-spirited Sister, listen to Yan Fei's changing methods to hurt her, and relieve yourself.

Just after typing a few words, I remembered that Yan Fei is someone else's girlfriend.

It's late at night, how can Yan Fei be in the mood to answer her call.

He Xueyan bit her lip, her head hurt, and she didn't want to think about it.

Holding a stack of books as a pillow, she lay down on the sofa in her office with her clothes closed, and closed her eyes. She was a little too tired, so she simply relied on this tiredness to let herself fall asleep.

This still worked, and He Xueyan really fell asleep in a daze.

In her dream, she dreamed that she was on a boat, surrounded by wet and cold sea water, the boat was still leaking, birds were flying in the sky, and fish were swimming in the water. No matter what she could do, she could not stop the boat from sinking. On her knees, she was full of despair in the sea.

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After 12 o'clock, the heating in the unit stopped, and He Xueyan's office windows were open, and the wind was blowing. She fell asleep without closing her eyes all day and night.Fortunately, Song Li worked overtime at night and saw the light on in her office. He passed by and knocked on her door. She responded in a daze, but no one opened the door.

In Song Li's heart, she belongs to Qionghua Yuyu and is unattainable. The women in this world are voluptuous and voluptuous. Song Li thinks that he is full of knowledge and knowledge. In his eyes, other women are compared with He Xueyan. Basically, Baiyun met yellow mud, and other people were too vulgar.With this height, Song Li forcefully knocked open the door of her office, He Xueyan was wrapped in a coat, her face was red from burning, and her eyes could hardly be opened.

"Xueyan, I'll take you to the hospital."

Song Li drove He Xueyan to the hospital after two o'clock in the evening. He Xueyan had been sleeping since he took medicine and had an injection.After waking up a few times, Song Li fed her water and watched over her all night.

When He Xueyan opened his eyes in the morning, Song Li was still standing in front of him. He Xueyan's lips were chapped, his nose was full of bitter taste, and he said in a low voice, "Why don't you go to rest, sitting here is so uncomfortable."

"It's okay, I'm nothing." Song Li is also an honest man. He has always respected He Xueyan. First, he likes He Xueyan. People who are not stained with great learning.Song Li is happy when he has the opportunity to serve her: "Xueyan, you have a high fever all night, do you want me to call your family and ask Mr. Xu to come and see you."

He Xueyan frowned, and shook her head: "Don't call my house, you will find me guilty if you call." Is it okay to know?Her elder sister must have ridiculed her, her mother was nothing to worry about, and her father still expected her to go back and serve her.

"Okay, okay, if you don't tell me to hit me, I won't call." Song Li obeyed her.

"It's best not to tell anyone." He Xueyan coughed.

Song Li nodded like a pest: "If you really don't say it, if you say it or not, I won't say it."

He Xueyan crawled on the side of the bed and coughed badly, Song Li was frightened and called for the nurse.

The nurse came and went around, looked at it and said that the fever was gone, and the lungs were still inflamed. Let me lie down first, and then go back after the injection. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, it will be fine after a few days of continuous injection. .

He Xueyan took care of her own illness, and never expected anyone to give her a second look.Although he didn't like Song Li either, Song Li was really not a bad person, and he was sincere to her.He Xueyan was early in the morning, and Song Li hurried in and out for her, served her breakfast, and took her to the ward to get medicine.

When she was discharged from the hospital, He Xueyan called her sister.

Her sister was still angry at that time, He Xueyan said very logically: "You don't have to say that I'm not good or that bad, even if I'm not good at all, I'm still willing to live with my parents when I'm 30 years old, Except for business trips, I haven't left this city for more than ten years. Don't you know why I am? Let me tell you, I really won't go back these days. If you want to be so powerful, go back and take care of the old man God try."

He Xueyan hung up the phone.

Song Li held the bag for her in the back, and leaned in front of her: "Did you quarrel with your family members? Xueyan, don't be angry, take care that your family members are all relatives after all, no matter how much you quarrel, you are still relatives."

What are you kissing?Brothers kill each other, father and son turn against each other, isn't it rare?He Xueyan thought to herself.

"Xueyan, I'm afraid you won't be able to go to work in this body, so I'll take you home." Song Li was cautious.

He Xueyan shook her head: "I won't go home these two days."

"Then where are you going to live?" Song Li said.