GL Eighteen-Line Novelist and Reader's Love Story

-In your imagination, what would it be like to meet the person you are destined to meet?

-If it is a predestined person, isn't it the person who will inevitably meet no matter how complicated the trigger mechanism of fate is?

Striding down the long-lost boulevard, I shielded the glare of the sun with the back of my hands as much as possible, while talking to the short-haired junior in a black pullover beside me.

"For example, if you walked straight to that fried chicken shop and bumped into that person, it must be considered destined. Otherwise, it would be boring."

"Please, this beautiful sister, please don't make excuses for yourself to eat fried chicken, okay?" The school girl complained very bitterly: "I haven't seen each other for four months, and I eat fried chicken when I go out. Can't you eat it?" It's amazing to be fat!"

I nodded and asked for a large portion: "Huh? What did you say?"

"I just want to say something," her brows were raised high, her smile was as warm as a spring breeze: "Senior sister, eat more slowly and be careful of carbohydrate poisoning."

Taking the fried chicken with double plum powder from the vendor, I showed her a warmer smile: "It's not that great. But every time I see you so envious, I'm happy. "I took small bites of the fried chicken, under the crispy skin, the white chicken was still full of gravy. "Here's the saying, heat makes you happy. Especially when it's done without scruples."

The expression on her face collapsed in an instant, and she said aggrievedly: "Senior sister, you have become bad. You were not so vicious before. Now you don't even use your knife to kill people."

It seems that the tone of the sentence just now is a bit unlike me.I said, "Oh...Sister, this is influenced by bad people. You are young, don't be bad."

"Yes, yes, it's all up to senior." She tapped her phone casually, "By the way, senior, do you have anything to do later? Vivian is going to have a BBQ party at home, let's join in the fun."

"Vivian...a very familiar name," I didn't raise my head, "how many people are there?"

"Hey! It's the lady who asked someone to write the thesis for her, but got the class number wrong! There are about seven or eight of them, oh, she seems to have robbed one on the way." When she said this, she had a nasty look on her face. "It's said to be her latest new target."

"Such an amazing person?" I couldn't help but feel a little respect, "Then who is she looking at? The young master written by the panda?"

"Tsk tsk... I don't know. But I heard that it doesn't seem like a lot of people. For our sister, the taste is too light." She snorted softly: "But this kind of thing is not sure, maybe it is true What about the predestined one. Don't you want to go and see for yourself?"

I was shivered by her deliberately protracted tone...Holding my forehead, I said, "My child, do you have someone you like? Listen to my sister, don't easily identify anyone in the future."

Seeing her veiled face, my eyes were full of love and compassion, "It depends on your understanding of destiny. Sister, I'm afraid that everyone you see looks like true love."

I guess she couldn't react for a while.Suppressing a smile, I was in a trance again.Liang Jingru's song suddenly sounded in her mind: "My tone of voice sounds like you, isn't it the proof that we... have loved."

Loved a big-headed ghost... I severely dispelled the melody in my mind.

I thought: I don’t know if she updated today.

Miss Vivienne's courtyard is quite exquisite and gui, and there is even a small European-style fountain in the center of the courtyard.I resisted to see if there were any coins secretly dropped by anyone in the translucent pool water.The hostess and her several Wang Yuanhong friends sat in twos and threes on the pure white swing chairs, "whispering" and making deafening laughter from time to time.

There was a whole bottle of pink champagne in the ice bucket on the small table, and next to it was a deck of werewolf killing cards spread out.

"Miss Vivian!" The school girl greeted enthusiastically, "It's still so beautiful today. That's right," she pointed at me and said, "This is my school sister, Olivia. School sister, this is Vivian sister."

"Hey! You are here." Miss Vivien put down the champagne flute and waved to us enthusiastically, "Boys are playing in the swimming pool, so you can do whatever you want~ You are friends when you come, don't be polite."

After exchanging pleasantries, we walked to the side.Feeling deeply out of the mainstream social circle, I quietly asked: "So now all barbecue parties are in the style of Downtown Abby?"

The junior girl rolled her eyes lightly, "I don't know. Probably poverty limits my imagination. Did you see that girl in the black dress?" She quietly nodded to the ladies' area.

I looked in the direction of her finger and nodded.The school girl whispered: "That one, I just bought a mattress worth [-] dollars the day before yesterday."

I continued to walk without disturbance on the surface, and silently said in my heart: Poverty limits my imagination, and I recited it three times devoutly.When passing by the swimming pool, the schoolgirl jogged to strike up a conversation with an acquaintance.I walked to the other end of the circular courtyard following the smell of smoke and fire in the air.

The tender green U-shaped shrubs surround several pink cherry trees that are blooming vigorously.Behind the silver-white grill, there is a person holding a tong, together with his/her sky blue washed shirt, surrounded by endless white smoke.He was still messily poking the barbecue with his hands.

If barbeque had a soul, I'm afraid it would be poked to the point of being hopeless...

Most importantly, her eyes are closed.I took a deep breath: a European-style barbecue party, ladies in evening dresses during the day, and a mattress worth seven thousand dollars.Of course, whynot, we can have another chef who roasts meat with his eyes closed.

Purely out of concern for the roast, I moved closer.She is a girl, and the white smoke is thick, so she can't see her facial features clearly.But her expression is very interesting, not only is she not tense, but also has a kind of casual laxity, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with her.Doesn't make eye contact, making people look inexplicably comfortable.I looked at her, and felt a strange feeling from the bottom of my heart, like the feeling of failing the exam.

I've never felt like this before.

And she seemed to finally realize that someone was coming.She raised her head, and didn't give up on torturing the barbecue, she just smiled at me with squinted eyes.The moment the eyes met, the strange feeling was instantly magnified, and I could hardly take my eyes off her.And she smiled and said to me: "Miss, you can't eat raw meat in a hurry. It's the same for even the most beautiful people."

I have heard the same voice hundreds of times in her singing bar.

"If it is a predestined person, isn't it the person who will inevitably meet no matter how complicated the trigger mechanism of fate is?"

"But this kind of thing can't be said for sure. Maybe it's a man who is really destined. Don't you want to go and see for yourself?"

Eighteenth-line novelist.