Only the moon will know

It has a perfect ending.

"It's very simple, because I haven't encountered it yet. I can't write words that are not my life experience."

"Taiyin, the stories you write always end sadly, are you a pessimist?"

"If love is not sad, it can't show the value of happiness. I haven't met absolutely happy love yet."

"Taiyin, in your writing, you often put the word "feeling" on your lips. In reality, have you ever met someone who made you feel emotional?"

At that moment, Zhou Qingchun naturally thought of Zeng Xinyan. Thinking of her for such a question, Zhou Qingchun felt somewhat embarrassed, so he could only answer in a low voice, guilty: "I hope to meet soon."

"If you say that your writing is about expressing sorrow for Fu Xinshi, do you agree?" Someone then asked.

"No, because I'm past that age."

"Twenty-seven years old seems very young today. One day you will meet your love, and you will definitely meet the other half who makes your heart beat like Zhou Mengshu in the novel." One with The female reader with a simple smile encouraged her so much.

"Thank you, I hope so." Zhou Qingchun smiled again, and a new glimmer of hope seemed to appear before his eyes.

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facebook?

Facebook...ha, luckily it's not "Facebook"...

Ask the omniscient Du Niang to know about "Facebook"...

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4. Terrace near the water

It was a rare day for Zhou Qingchun to leave the manuscript, and it was even rarer for Wang Yucheng to visit him on a whim after work and bought a big McDonald's hamburger.The two leaned on the terrace of Zhou Qingchun's house while eating and chatting all over the place.

"At the age of [-], I still believe in feelings. Is it too extravagant?" Zhou Qingchun asked.

"There are plenty of extravagant people, and you are not the only one." Wang Yucheng replied.

Zhou Qingchun smiled wryly.

"Women writers are generally divided into two types, one is particularly emotional, and the other is particularly rational. Of course, there are both rational and emotional, but they have one thing in common, that is, they all love sophistry. Therefore, you can always find a reason to survive."

This could barely be regarded as a kind of comfort, Zhou Qingchun smiled wryly again.

Wang Yucheng pointed across the street, "What kind of person do you think would drive that kind of car?"

"What car?"

Zhou Qingchun was immersed in typing in front of the computer every day, never paying attention to the changes around the house. Only now did she find that not only was there an oddly shaped jeep diagonally across the street, but the bakery she frequented next door was also undergoing major renovations.

"No wonder I hear noise every night, it's so noisy." Zhou Qingchun complained softly.

"Who can drive a jeep?"

"The car is modified so strangely, it must be driven by an abnormal person."

Zhou Qingchun took the last sip of the bitter coffee without sugar.

As the sun was setting and the lights were coming on, Wang Yucheng murmured and signaled Zhou Qingchun to look in a certain direction downstairs.

"Women who believe in feelings, your feelings are here!"

As expected, Zhou Qingchun saw the white car driven by Wei Chenzhi slowly approaching the building where she lived.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

Wei Chenzhi is the editor-in-chief of "Fenghuo" magazine, and it is said that he is the youngest editor-in-chief in the industry.

"Beautiful Encounter" was serialized in "Fenghuo" before it was published.Wei Chenzhi and Wang Yucheng were classmates in college, and it was Wang Yucheng's relationship back then that allowed Zhou Qingchun to write a column in this magazine.

Wang Yucheng often boasted that besides being Zhou Qingchun's nobleman, he was also her matchmaker, because Wei Chenzhi almost fell in love with Zhou Qingchun at first sight.

Wei Chenzhi just flew back from Venice after a long and dusty flight. His magazine has a very popular travel item, and he often has to go abroad for field visits.This time, he brought back a gift to Zhou Qingchun.

"A belated birthday present for you."

Under Wang Yucheng's push, Zhou Qingchun had no choice but to open the gift immediately.

The content of the gift was unexpected, it turned out to be a set of exquisite handmade glass mosaic coasters!

Zhou Qingchun has many coasters at home, but he has not collected mosaic coasters yet.After meeting Zeng Xinyan in Paris, she began to pay attention to all information related to mosaics.

Zhou Qingchun was very interested in Wei Chenzhi's gift. She stroked the patterns with her fingers and asked absently, "Where did you go? Paris?"

"No, I went to Venice and bought these coasters there."

Wang Yucheng glanced at Zhou Qingchun: "At the beginning, they said that they came back from Venice, so why did they mention Paris?"

"Is the person who made this mosaic craft a man or a woman?" Zhou Qingchun became a little nervous.

This question completely overwhelmed Wei Chenzhi.

"Is this made by hand? Is it made by a machine?" Wang Yucheng took one of the coasters and looked at it carefully.

Zhou Qingchun thinks that she doesn't understand the art of mosaic, after all, it's still quite unpopular craft.

Just when Zhou Qingchun overthrew all her romantic thinking and no longer believed in feelings, she miraculously reunited with Zeng Xinyan!

That was three months later.

That evening was really nothing special, and there seemed to be no warning... If there was a warning, it would be the mosaic coaster that Wei Chenzhi gave her.In Zhou Qingchun's eyes, it seems that Zeng Xinyan is the only one in the world who is proficient in mosaic art!

It was drizzling, and Zhou Qingchun, wearing a windbreaker, braved the rain and went to the bakery opposite to buy bread.

The next door to the bakery seems to be no longer renovated, to be precise, it has been renovated, and the weird jeep is no longer parked there, but on this humid and cool evening, Zhou Qingchun saw a woman appearing in the shop and two men.

The man was wearing heavy overalls, he looked like a decorator, they were facing the door, the woman was behind the door, the three of them were gesticulating as if they were talking about something very important.

When Zhou Qingchun walked over, there was a loud bang in the store, and a heavy object slid down a wall of the store. One of the men yelled, and the woman turned around in surprise, but Zhou Qingchun stopped in shock.

Zhou Qingchun couldn't believe his eyes!She thought that she would have to fly to Paris to see Zeng Xinyan again, or that they would never see each other again, but she didn't expect that all her thoughts would be untenable at this moment, because what she saw before her eyes was Zeng Xinyan that she thought about day and night!

Zeng Xinyan had sent those two men to Zhou Qingchun.

"Zeng Xinyan, who only speaks the truth!" Zhou Qingchun said in a low voice, unable to hide his joy.

Zeng Xinyan also showed joy, she answered quickly: "Very pure Zhou Qingchun!"

The voice was still clear and pleasant, and most importantly, Zeng Xinyan hadn't forgotten her name. Zhou Qingchun was a little excited, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Why, Zhou Qingchun had always longed to reunite with Zeng Xinyan, and now that they were face to face, she was too shy to look her in the eye.

"Very pure Zhou Qingchun, why are you here?" Zeng Xinyan asked her.

Zhou Qingchun pretended to be calm and said: "Shouldn't I ask you this question? Have you returned to China and settled down?"

"It's been half a year since I came back." Zeng Xinyan said relaxedly.

Half a year, it turned out that Zeng Xinyan had been back to China for half a year.

"I went diving in Bali not long ago, and I just returned to China three months ago, so I'm busy with opening a shop."

No wonder Zeng Xinyan's skin was different from Zhou Qingchun's memory, she was a little darker, but the skin was very healthy.

"Is this your shop?" Zhou Qingchun looked at the shop. The two men had already left at some point, and there were only four walls and some sundries left inside.

"Rent out both floors, open a shop on the ground floor for business, and live on the second floor."

Zhou Qingchun suddenly remembered the car, and she asked, "There was a jeep parked here before, is it yours too?"

"I picked it up cheaply at a second-hand car dealer. I heard that it can be used as an antique." Zeng Xinyan said a little proudly.

It surprised me that!

"So, you have decided to go back to China", "It's raining again at this hour, why are you here?"

The two of them, coincidentally, had too many questions in their hearts.

"Because I live opposite!" Zhou Qingchun said.

Zeng Xinyan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't believe what he heard: "You live across the street?"

Zhou Qingchun nodded, and she stretched out her hand to point to the terrace of her home: "See, the one with three scallions and one amaryllis is my home, and I live there."

Zeng Xinyan looked over to the small balcony of her house, as if she saw Zhou Qingchun standing there waving to her.

"I really didn't expect to meet you here, how are you?" Zeng Xinyan took Zhou Qingchun's hand.

Why exactly, Zeng Xinyan in front of her was as approachable and approachable to her as before, but she didn't reply to her emails, not a single one.Who is she?How could she be like this?

Zhou Qingchun was a little at a loss. She remembered that Zeng Xinyan had heard nothing these days, and also remembered the concluding words she gave herself at the reader exchange meeting. It was like a curse, a reverse curse.

What words should I use to explain Zhou Qingchun's mood during these days?So beautiful and so complex.

Zeng Xinyan appeared in her life by accident two years ago, and then everything changed completely. She wrote her into the novel, the novel became popular, and her name became famous, but Zeng Xinyan didn't know that she had somehow become the hero behind the scenes.

The encounters in life are really amazing, how should she tell her this almost bizarre thing?She couldn't tell her, because it must be too abrupt for Zeng Xinyan.

"Actually, I wrote you many emails, but you didn't reply..." Zhou Qingchun decided to confess.

"e-mail?"

Zeng Xinyan's reaction took her by surprise.

"two years