Only the moon will know

Come on I wrote you more than one email and I'm looking for you on Facebook. "

"I haven't received any emails."

Zhou Qingchun was very surprised, there must be something wrong, Zhou Qingchun had already recited Zeng Xinyan's email address.

In the end, it turned out that Zeng Xinyan gave Zhou Qingchun the wrong mail address!

An email sent to the wrong address was not returned, and it was not known what went wrong.

How could Zeng Xinyan give her a wrong address?How could this be?Zhou Qingchun couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion.

Even so, Zeng Xinyan did not take the initiative to contact her.Yes, she didn't take the initiative to contact her. If she was willing to take the initiative, then they would have contacted as early as two years ago.

Zeng Xinyan looked at her deeply: "Perhaps we exchanged phone numbers back then and there would be no misunderstanding. In the past, I never left Paris, and I still drank coffee at the open-air cafe on the river bank every day. I really didn't expect to see her again. I met you under such circumstances. Moreover, you live here..."

"I like the tranquility of this area, and the buildings all have a terrace. Although it is not big, the sun shines into the house from there every morning. It feels good." Zhou Qingchun smiled, she was really happy.

In fact, Zeng Xinyan was also greedy for the tranquility of the environment here. She had searched for a few better places, but nothing was more satisfying than this place.

Although people come and go during the day, it is considered lively, but it is not noisy.It made her feel like she was on a certain street in Paris, and she liked the European-style terrace more.

At that time, neither of them could have predicted that in the days to come, that terrace would become a viewing platform between them, a spiritual listening place, and even a bridge of communication.

"Come over to my house when you have time," Zhou Qingchun said.

"I won't let go of this opportunity." Zeng Xinyan smiled softly.

In fact, Zhou Qingchun suddenly understood in his heart that Zeng Xinyan didn't want her as a friend, she just didn't want to deliberately contact her.

If it weren't for the accidental reunion today, with that wrong email address, they would never be in touch again, right?

Perhaps, these are not important anymore, the most important thing is that they met again in their own land, if Zeng Xinyan had the mentality of reuniting with her as a friend, then Zhou Qingchun could re-identify such an encounter as fate.

That night, Zhou Qingchun sat in front of the computer, unable to type a word for a long time, her emotions were extremely excited.

Go to bed, but tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, so I went to the balcony and looked across in the dark.Soon, Zeng Xinyan will appear there. Could it be just a dream?

In the middle of the night, she turned on the lamp on the desk, and finally typed smoothly on the computer: "In the past, we were separated from each other, but now we are close to each other. Will this distance bring the relationship between people closer, or is it How about throwing it farther?"

"I want to write a story about a tower near the water." Zhou Qingchun said to Wang Yucheng.

"It's that kind of story about getting the moon first?" Wang Yucheng said jokingly.

Zhou Qingchun took a sip of coffee and said thoughtfully: "The heroine's favorite heroine lives opposite his house! It turned out that she had appeared there as early as half a year ago, but he didn't know it at the time. , until one day, they met again..."

Wang Yucheng couldn't help laughing: "My great writer, is there anything fresher in your plot than this?"

"Don't you think it's not fresh?" Zhou Qingchun was a little disappointed.

If there is nothing new about the plot of the novel, it can only be said that there is nothing new about life, and she has long been unable to tell the difference between reality and fiction.

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In fact, not contacting does not mean not missing, I like to recall some things often, miss some friends, but do not contact them;

——What a fate——

——Fiction Mixed with Reality——

——Reality and Fiction——

An old saying: Fated to meet thousands of miles away;

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5. Black Cat Complex

Zhou Qingchun hung the mosaic painting brought back from Paris two years ago behind his desk.

She wishfully believed that the woman in the painting was Zeng Xinyan.

It was a lonely and persistent figure from the back, Zhou Qingchun couldn't see her face.In reality, although she saw her face, she couldn't see her heart.

It is said that everyone is a polyhedron, one is the self in his own eyes, the other is the self in the eyes of others, and the other is the real self.

The real Zeng Xinyan is definitely different from the Zeng Xinyan in Zhou Qingchun's eyes. The real her must have many unknown stories.

The mosaic boutique opened by Zeng Xinyan took an English name - "Milestone".

On this day of the new store, there were flower baskets sent by Zhou Qingchun and other guests at the door. They were so colorful and beautiful, but they were not as conspicuous as the mosaic black cat inlaid with crystals and luminous stones in the window.

That black cat has a pair of very attractive eyes.Since then, whenever Zhou Qingchun came to "Milestone", he would subconsciously look at the cat first, and then go to the store to find the hostess.

She felt that this painting must have a deeper meaning, maybe it was a metaphor for Zeng Xinyan's inner world.

In order to build momentum for Zeng Xinyan's new store, Zhou Qingchun worked hard to bring all his good friends over.

"My good friend Wang Yucheng, this is Wei Chenzhi." She stood among the crowd and hurriedly introduced: "This is Zeng Xinyan."

After some lively greetings, Wei Chenzhi said to Zeng Xinyan with a bit of regret, "The black cat in the window seems to be the best work in the store, but it's a pity that it's not for sale."

"That work has special meaning to me." Zeng Xinyan smiled.

The three of them looked in the direction of the window at the same time.

Of course, Zhou Qingchun didn't forget that Zeng Xinyan also used a little black cat with its four legs turned upside down as a trademark in that small shop in Paris, and the little black cat still appeared in her dreams.

The little black cat that looks interesting on the surface and the big black cat that is very deep and weird in this painting must have their own meanings.

Wang Yucheng had never met Zeng Xinyan before, he only felt that this woman was very beautiful, and she was very curious about her.

Finally, she found an opportunity to ask Zhou Qingchun, "Is Ms. Zeng your reader?"

Zhou Qingchun shook his head: "No."

At this moment, she faintly heard Wei Chenzhi ask Zeng Xin: "Does the store name Milestone mean a lot to you?"

Zhou Qingchun really wanted to hear Zeng Xinyan's answer, but Wang Yucheng was too noisy, she was busy looking at Zeng Xinyan who was one meter away, and said, "I just don't think it looks like it."

"What's not like?"

"Not like your readers."

"Is the reader still interested in reading?" Zhou Qingchun was a little absent-minded.

"Of course, the readers treat you with admiration and respect, just like Wei Chenzhi. I can't find such a feeling from her."

"Then what do you feel?"

"It's just the way I feel about you. I'm not your reader, and I never read your articles." Wang Yucheng said deliberately disgusted.

Zhou Qingchun pushed her head.

At this moment, Zeng Xinyan slowly walked over with two glasses of cocktails, saying that she made them herself.

Wang Yucheng took it, took a sip, and said exaggeratedly and ingratiatingly: "Miss Zeng is really versatile, she can even make cocktails."

Zhou Qingchun couldn't help but spit out a sip of wine, just as Wei Chenzhi arrived, and hurriedly handed her a tissue.

"Just tell me what you want."

"I don't think Ms. Zeng is like a local." Wang Yucheng was eccentric.

Zeng Xinyan was not surprised, she said generously: "I lived in Paris before, and I just came back recently."

It was Wang Yucheng's turn to spray wine.

Wei Chenzhi didn't have a tissue to hand over, so he took a very simple sculpture and talked with Zeng Xinyan, Zhou Qingchun took the opportunity to drag Wang Yucheng away.

Wang Yucheng lowered his voice and said, "Zhou Qingchun, who else do you think you met in Paris? Men and women, tell me the truth."

Zhou Qingchun ignored her, she sat on a sofa, Wang Yucheng also sat down, looked at Zeng Xin and said in amazement: "There are so many exquisite products in Paris, I want to go to Paris, maybe I can get a fine men's dress." .”

Zhou Qingchun laughed: "He opened a boutique, and you treat the hostess as a boutique?"

"Zeng Xinyan is a masterpiece in itself, do you think Wei Chenzhi will change his target?" Wang Yucheng narrowed his eyes and watched the two people who were talking.

Zhou Qingchun also looked at them.Wei Chenzhi is a young talent with good taste in life, let alone Zeng Xinyan.

"This at least proves that Wei Chenzhi has vision." Zhou Qingchun smiled.

"If it's true, aren't you jealous?"

"I'm jealous?" Zhou Qingchun was suddenly confused, she didn't know whether she should be jealous that Wei Chenzhi had a crush on Zeng Xinyan, or whether she was jealous that Zeng Xinyan had a crush on Wei Chenzhi.

Having just said this, two men and three women suddenly appeared at the door. As soon as these people arrived, the atmosphere in the store immediately rose. When Zeng Xinyan saw them, he quickly came forward. Everyone opened their arms and laughed loudly. , waiting for the embrace of the hostess.

"Zeng Xinyan, you are finally back!" A stylishly dressed woman in black stockings and speaking English hugged her affectionately.

Another man who looked very mature first looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, then hugged her, and said, "Zeng Xinyan, I haven't seen you in ten years. You really haven't changed, you are still so beautiful!"

Talking all over and rushing to hug someone, it wasn't Zeng Xinyan's turn to speak at all.

"When are we going to have a class reunion?