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Although he asked for contact information, Ke Shangchun never sent a letter—he didn't even have time to think about the content of the letter.

Recently, the company has undergone an editorial reorganization. The art magazine originally edited by him has merged with another quarterly magazine dedicated to novels.

Several members surged in the group at once, and it took a long time to discuss the work arrangement, plus the next issue of a new type of publication, he didn't have any spare time.

It used to be that the content of the magazine was mostly actual interviews, or the collection of local customs. After sorting out the data, the text editors consolidated and basically sent the copywriting to print before the deadline, but now the content has added novels. In order to be somewhat different from the original literary quarterly, in addition to being open to contributions from aspirants, you have to think about the theme every month, and then invite several famous writers to contribute.

For team members, reviewing submitted documents is not a big problem. The real problem is receiving manuscripts from those big writers-these people are always tossing things before the deadline, so they often have to be sent to print, and they are still working Rush to edit and correct.

"My God, how can this kind of article be published without embellishment!"

Xiaolan, the team member in charge of editing the manuscript, suddenly couldn't stand it.She is a cute girl with big black-rimmed glasses, and she has just finished reading a manuscript by a top ten author on the popular literature list.

——Since the reorganization, Ke Shangchun has heard this kind of words most often.Only then did he know that the published manuscripts of some well-known writers had been revised and retouched by copy editors, and even a large section of them had to be edited manually before they were published.

At this moment, Ke Shangchun's computer also opened a text review, but it was a short story submitted by a reader.It took him a few minutes to read it, and he felt that the rhetoric of the text was smooth, and he planned to include it in this issue of the magazine.

"Come on..."

Hearing Xiaolan's wailing, someone immediately complained and echoed, "My progress here is almost zero...If she doesn't write it out, don't let it go."

After saying this, the whole office moaned and went together...

Ke Shangchun heard that they seemed to be interested, and complained about several writers one after another. He couldn't help thinking that the next time he met Chen Congwen, maybe he would come and ask him to see what methods he used to deal with the writers under his banner.

The real-time mail icon on the computer flickered a few times, Ke Shangchun caught a glimpse, moved the mouse over and clicked to see, it was Tian Fuxin replying to the next cooperation message.

He took the time to write a reply quickly, but after pressing the send button, a thought flashed through his mind, and he still kept the screen on the screen of writing the letter.

He hasn't sent a letter to Su Ming yet...

Thinking of this, I remembered that when we parted that night, we had said that we would make an appointment to meet next time. It has been almost half a month now, and there was no news in the middle, and the two of them basically broke contact.

I wonder if Su Ming blames himself for not keeping his word?The email given by Su Ming should not be known by other college students.

...It has been given to this step, but he has not responded for a long time. If he wants to be angry, he should be right.

Ke Shangchun thought about it for a while, but still didn't type any words, so he closed the email screen, intending to continue to read the manuscript seriously, when someone patted him on the shoulder unexpectedly, and handed him a can of coffee.

"Hey, take a break." It's Gu Junxiu who has a good relationship with the company, but he is in a different editorial team from Ke Shangchun, mainly responsible for the publication of literary books.

"Thanks." Ke Shangchun took the coffee and asked, "Are you free there?"

"The books of several authors have been sent for printing. If you are busy, you have to wait for the sample books to come... Ah, it doesn't matter if you continue to be busy." Gu Junxiu said while pulling an empty chair to the side and sat down, chatting with Xiaolan who is also familiar with him.

Ke Shangchun didn't bother to greet him, and clicked on another file. This one was different from the one just now. It seemed to be about a story of a broken love.

"...Brother Gu, who are you lining up to publish a book this month?"

I heard Xiao Lan asking in my ear, followed by Gu Junxiu's answer: "This time, they are all literature books, many people... Huh?" For some reason, I heard the latter's surprised voice: "You invited this writer to write? ? What's the theme this time?"

Ke Shangchun heard it, smiled unconsciously, and said before Xiaolan answered, "Love and life."

In order to cope with the transformation of the magazine, I decided to create some innovative themes, because in the past, there was less focus on exploring the relationship between people, and with the novel manuscripts solicited, for some reason, the themes are almost mostly about love.After thinking about it in many ways, Ke Shangchun proposed it at the editorial meeting, and the editor-in-chief agreed, so he did it without any doubts.

Therefore, when selecting the list of invited writers, it is natural to focus on a few who are good at romance novels.

However, after getting to this part, Ke Shangchun did not deal with it; he used to not read romance novels. Although he worked in the publishing industry, he would inevitably come across them, but for him, it was just a simple inspection of rhetoric. It's just part of the job responsibilities.

"This topic is really rare..." Gu Junxiu understood Ke Shangchun's strange problem, so he couldn't help saying this after hearing the whole story, and pointed to the text file in Xiaolan's computer: "However, this writer didn't write A pure love story."

Ke Shangchun was slightly startled, puzzled: "Isn't it pure?"

Xiaolan smiled ambiguously, "I know. You guys are scheduled to come out this month, right?"

"This author sells very well, can we publish it?" Gu Junxiu smiled, "If we don't accept it, other publishing houses will be thankful for it."

"That's it..." Ke Shangchun nodded in a daze, "It sounds like a very popular novel."

Gu Junxiu groaned, nodded and said, "If you want to read it, I can find a copy."

Ke Shangchun was noncommittal, nodded vaguely, moved the mouse to the upper right of the text window, clicked on this article, and then moved it to the unused folder.

This story really is about broken love, about a pair of lovers breaking up because of losing contact...

Ke Shangchun couldn't help feeling bored watching it, and unconsciously thought about the relationship between himself and Su Ming in his mind.

——But in fact, they can't even be called lovers at all, it seems reluctant to call them friends, and as former classmates, the relationship is even weaker.

Ke Shangchun finished the meeting all afternoon and returned to the office when it was nearly six o'clock.

The people inside have almost left, only a few people are left, but they have packed their things and are ready to go back.Ke Shangchun said goodbye to them and returned to his seat.

He re-confirmed the content discussed at the meeting just now, and processed the half-processed files before the meeting, then saved the files, and mailed them to the contact person of the printing company.

The other party replied quickly, and sent back something for him to read.

"Brother Ke."

Ke Shangchun raised his head and saw Xiao Lan who had just left but came back. He was slightly puzzled and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Oh, I want to ask Brother Ke, do you want to have dinner with us? It's Meihua's birthday in the publishing team. After discussing with a few people, I'm going to eat at the newly opened restaurant at the entrance of Qiantiao Street." Xiaolan said, and then Added a sentence: "Brother Gu will also go."

Ke Shangchun smiled and said, "Go ahead, I still have a file to deal with." As he spoke, he had already clicked on the file in the folder.

"It's rare, let's go together." Xiaolan persuaded again. After the group was updated, everyone liked this kind supervisor. "We have several people. It doesn't matter if Brother Ke is late."

"Well, then you guys go there first." Ke Shangchun saw that he refused, so he had to say.

Xiao Lan nodded, said to him that I'll see you later, and then went out again. After a while, the office room became quite quiet.Ke Shangchun hurriedly edited the content of the file. After correcting and confirming several parts, he clicked on the real-time email and listed the correspondents. After writing the content, he sent it with the file.

After a while, after receiving the confirmation from the other party, Ke Shangchun was relieved, and he was as relaxed as the back of a chair.He stretched a few times, and glanced at the table inadvertently, and there was a book on it at some point.

The cover of the book is very delicate, it is indigo blue, and there are faintly watermarked words, but it is very shallow... and the reflection makes it difficult to see what is written.

But there's a note on it...

Ke Shangchun tore it up and looked at it, and didn't know whether to be surprised or helpless—he actually went to look for it. I knew that Gu Junxiu had a personality of doing what he said, but he found it so quickly, the efficiency is too amazing.

I'm really not interested in watching it - at least not yet.He put the book in the drawer first, and then turned his gaze back to the computer. At this moment, the screen was still on the real-time mail page.

He thought about it, clicked to edit the information, then tapped the keyboard to type in the content.

——In my heart, I can't help but remember the matter of contact.If they didn't have sex, it might not be difficult to deal with, and I probably wouldn't think about it for too long, or worry about it.

He didn't want Su Ming to feel that he was a frivolous person, as if such things were commonplace—although he felt that Su Ming might be more casual than himself in this respect.

... No matter how you think about it, the so-called one-night stand should not be looking for someone you know.

After typing the content, he did not hesitate to press confirm to send.

However, there is really nothing to hesitate, he didn't write anything in particular, just a few greetings, and...mainly inquiries about meeting.

But at the same time, I was also prepared in my heart that the other party would not respond, after all, it had been half a month.I just hope Su Ming doesn't take offense.

After finishing this, he started to pack his things and was about to go to the restaurant to meet Xiaolan and his group. Just as he was about to turn off the computer, the instant mail symbol flickered a few times.

He froze, didn't react for a while, and then moved the mouse to click on the icon, then looked at the new letter in the inbox, and then froze again.

I didn't expect the reply to be so fast—there was no pleasantries in the email, and I only asked myself to come to a nearby intersection if I was free now.

Su Mingyue's road is a little closer to Ke Shangchun's company.There was a department store nearby, and in addition to the public gourmet area, there were also some restaurants, so at this dinner time, the neighborhood was full of people.

When Ke Shangchun arrived in a hurry, Su Ming was already waiting there, also wearing a black suit, but this time he wore a long windbreaker outside, put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, and was looking at the watch displayed in the window.

Half a month later, Su Ming hasn't changed much, he still looks tall and thin, and his face is also slightly pale.

"Sorry, I'm late..."

Ke Shangchun approached and said sorry.The agreed intersection was not far from the company, but in the end, he had no choice but to turn off the company computer in a hurry, and hurried over when it was hastily received.

However, Su Ming didn't seem to care much about waiting for too long. He still looked at the watch in the window and said lightly: "This watch is a retro model. Recently, many things have followed the trend of nostalgia."

"..." Ke Shangchun froze for a moment before looking at the watch.

Indeed, the watch is exquisitely crafted, and the price is really not cheap - he has seen it several times in the advertisements on the inside pages of magazines, and was even tempted for a moment.

In fact, the watch he was wearing was the previous series of this new watch, but the surface was worn due to work, and it looked like it had been used for several years.

"It still looks more fashionable." Ke Shangchun looked at it and said, "The appearance of the previous series is simpler."

After hearing this, Su Ming turned to look at him.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"Not yet..." Ke Shangchun replied, and then remembered that he hadn't talked to Xiaolan about it.

"There's a good restaurant in front." Hearing that he hadn't eaten yet, Su Ming said, "Let's eat there."

Ke Shangchun had no other opinions, nodded and walked together with Su Ming.

Neither of them spoke, and they went their separate ways—except that the distance between their shoulders was slightly closer, otherwise they really looked like strangers who came closer by chance on the road.

Ke Shangchun was apprehensive, but he didn't forget to send a message to Xiaolan with his mobile phone. After a while, he immediately received a sad expression from the other party.

Entering the company tomorrow will definitely provoke their siege, Ke Shangchun couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

There were already quite a few people queuing in front of the store, but the flow of people moved quickly, and it was their turn to be invited into the store after a while.

The decoration of the store is quite atmospheric, and the semi-box-style seats are used, which makes people feel extra privacy and security. In addition to the delicious meals, this is also the reason for the constant stream of customers.

They each ordered a set meal, and after the waiter brought two glasses of water, they collected the order book and left, leaving the two of them staring at each other.

Ke Shangchun picked up the water glass to drink, not knowing what to say for a while.

——Should I say I'm sorry, or should I first ask about the other person's recent situation?He really couldn't make up his mind.

"There are so many people here every time." Su Ming spoke first.He took off his long windbreaker, took out the cigarette case and lighter, and a mobile phone in his pocket.

—That is the latest smartphone.

Ke Shangchun noticed it, and said casually: "...This street is mostly famous gourmet restaurants."

Su Ming looked at him, didn't answer the topic, just asked: "Do you work near here?"

"Well, the publishing company in the building ahead."

"Publishing company?" Su Ming was slightly surprised.

"Yes." Ke Shangchun probably understood what he was thinking. After all, after starting this job, he was surprised by how many people he knew.

After all, his grades have always been excellent. When he was in college, he assisted the professors in the department to make several course reports, and the reputation evaluations he got were all considered good.

But originally, he had no intention of going to a teaching position, not entirely because of his personality, but because he felt that he was really not very interested in education-his interest was actually related to publishing, and it was just a matter of continuing to study in a graduate school. It feels like there is a lack of knowledge.

"My graduate study is graphic communication." Ke Shangchun explained, "Actually, it is somewhat related to the language translation I studied in college." But in the end, few students in college took the road of translation, like It's Chen Congwen and Li Jinbo, aren't they all there?

"Indeed..." Su Ming nodded slightly.

"What about you? What kind of things do you do?" Ke Shangchun asked along the way.

Su Ming groaned, and replied flatly: "Basically, I can be regarded as unemployed."

"Unemployed?" Ke Shangchun thought he was lying, and said, "Why? You were also very good at that time, and you should have joined a big company immediately after graduation."

"I'm not used to those standards." Su Ming said, "I used to find a few to do, but it didn't last long, and I didn't look so actively after that."

"...I thought you were in an ordinary commercial company." Ke Shangchun believed it now, and said in a daze, with a slightly puzzled tone and a hint of regret.

Su Ming just smiled and didn't say much.

Ke Shangchun watched, his thoughts moved slightly, he glanced at Su Ming's mobile phone on the table, and asked, "──This is yours?"

Su Ming was startled for a moment, then realized that he was asking about the mobile phone, nodded vaguely, hummed, and hesitated for a while before saying: "The old mobile phone was lost, and the number was not replaced after reporting the loss. I just wanted to do it for a few days..."

Ke Shangchun really could not have imagined that in this year, there would still be people who could contact people through their home phone without using a mobile phone—but it seemed that this matter was not unexpected to Su Ming.

He smiled: "It's good to have a mobile phone, and it's easy to contact."

"...This is a new number." Su Ming said, "I didn't tell anyone."

Ke Shangchun was stunned for a moment. Doesn't this mean that it was done for nothing?This person really doesn't want to be contacted by anyone?Even if you ignore the people from the past, you will still have your current friends.

"I usually use mail to contact you when I have something to do." Su Ming said again, with a calm tone: "But without a computer by my side, I can't receive mail in real time."

Ke Shangchun heard the meaning - it turned out that Su Ming replied to himself directly outside just now.

Sure enough, Su Ming said: "In this way, I will not have time to reply to your letter."

Ke Shangchun suddenly felt guilty...

Asked for contact information, and promised to give me a message, but it took a long time--I am actually not that great, but I made this person hang on and look forward to it.

"Sorry." Ke Shangchun said hastily: "There are some changes at work, and I have been unable to find a vacancy. I am afraid that I have an appointment with you but will have to reschedule. I didn't delay the contact on purpose."

Su Ming was startled when he heard this, and then smiled as if he was relieved.

"Why..." Ke Shangchun didn't know why.

"So that's the case." Su Ming lowered his eyes slightly, reached out to pick up the cigarette case on the table, lit a cigarette, and said slowly, "I thought it was because of my poor performance that day."

"No, no, if it really comes down to it, it should be my side that needs to review..." Just after finishing speaking, Ke Shangchun paused, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

This... what nonsense are you talking about!It's all Su Ming's unadorned words that make people really don't know where to continue...then they are talking nonsense.

Ke Shangchun looked at Su Ming nervously...

The other party just quietly put the cigarette between his fingers into the ashtray, and then heard him say: "If you are not satisfied with yourself, you can do it again."