Be a real Phoenix man

Ye Qingluan stared blankly at the message, the central nervous system of the brain seemed to have been electrified, and scattered in all directions, without a focus.

This was the first time Feng Ru Wo Huai made a request to him, and he was a little at a loss, even so nervous that he didn't know how to refuse.

After so many years, he has already regarded Feng Ruo My Bosom as the most loyal reader and the most sincere friend.I have long been used to his short but warm messages in his own texts.As if unconsciously, this has become their tacit understanding.

He only needs to bury his head in writing, and once he feels tired, when he looks back for a while, he can see Feng's words of support and encouragement in my arms.

But today, Feng Ruo Wu Huai made a request to him.

Ye Qingluan twirled his fingers on the keyboard, feeling so embarrassed for the first time - he couldn't bear to refuse.If I refuse, will Feng enter my arms feel sad?

He is his only loyal reader, and he desperately does not want to disappoint him.

But... Ye Qingluan looked at the tail trailing quietly on the floor behind him, smiled wryly and shook his head.Even without the tail, he couldn't go.He was determined not to reveal his gender in public, which might have unimaginable consequences.

"Sorry, for some physical reasons, I can't go, please forgive me."

Ye Qingluan typed this sentence lightly on the keyboard, and replied.He stared blankly at his reply for a while, turned his mouse, and browsed the forum section on the literature website.

When he is not in the mood to code, he will leisurely flip through some water posts chatting with authors like this to pass the time.

As he was browsing casually, a long title suddenly came into his eyes. Ye Qingluan glanced over, but was stunned for a moment, his whole body was as stiff as wood and stone.

"Heaven rewards hard work! Qingluan Juju's plagiarism has reached a new height, and he was invited by a famous publishing house, and has since reached the pinnacle of life! Ask: Do I want to copy from Qingluan Juju in the future?"

It was a long building with hundreds of replies. The host found old posts from two years ago. From the first floor, he took the trouble to bring in all kinds of evidence of Ye Qingluan's "plagiarism" back then, and listed 30 From the height of the building, from the core stalks to the specific words and paragraphs, they are all marked one by one, which is clear at a glance.

These evidences were not compiled by the landlord of this post, this landlord just copied them.Ye Qingluan clearly remembered that two years ago, he was hit by such "plagiarism evidence", which became his nightmare every night and tortured him extremely painfully.

Unexpectedly, two years later, someone turned this old scar into the sun again, causing him pain.

Ye Qingluan trembled violently, his eyelids slowly drooped, and his slender eyelashes cast a thick shadow around his pupils.

He thought that he had gradually come out of the shadow of this incident, but who knew, when he saw these extremely sharp words again, he was immediately beaten back to his original shape.

How could it be possible to get out?Writing used to be his only pride, but now, it has become his greatest shame.

Ye Qingluan suddenly felt a huge panic pressing over his head, making him breathless, just like two years ago, no matter how he struggled and defended, he could not break free from the shadow of being insulted and accused If you come out, you can only never stand up.

With difficulty, he moved his eyes away from the screen, held the mouse with trembling hands, closed the forum, and didn't read any more.

But fortunately, because of this, he failed to see the more vulgar and mean remarks in the back of the post.

This post brought out the past events, obviously not just for the purpose of making cold rice, but also aimed at the fact that Ye Qingluan was invited to participate in the author's conference in a more meaningful way.There is nothing unusual about the author conference, what is unusual is the organizer Hualin Literature Publishing House.

The largest commercial publishing house in China actually invited a copy!Just thinking about it can trigger a wave of chilling malicious speculation and cursing.

Some people even said such words as unspoken rules.In their imagination, Ye Qingluan must have used some despicable means to deceive Hua Lin to win such an opportunity.

Ye Qingluan didn't see these words, just copied the hat, it was already too heavy for him to lift his head.

He felt his chest swollen uncomfortably, and after taking a long breath, he unconsciously shifted his gaze to the message that Feng entered my arms.

Only Feng Ruwo would not doubt him, would not accuse him, would not insult him.

Ye Qingluan's eyes staring at the few lines of messages gradually became soft and sad. At this moment, he saw another new reply from Feng Ruomei.

"What's the matter? Is Qingluan still not in good health? How could he be sick for so long? Did you go to see a doctor?"

He was startled, and then remembered what he replied just now - he said that he "couldn't go due to physical reasons", so Feng Ruowo understood that he was ill, so he threw out such a series of concerns and concerns. greeting.

Ye Qingluan's heart, which had just fallen to the bottom of the valley, suddenly warmed up. His eye sockets were a little wet, and he couldn't help feeling guilty, but before he could say anything, the other party sent another message.

"If it's not convenient to chat here, can you tell me alone? I'm worried about you. This is my mobile phone number, send me a text message, okay, Qingluan?" A string of numbers is attached to it.

If the hydrology website does not have the function of private communication between authors and readers, Ye Qingluan has never had any contact with any readers beyond the message area.However, now, Feng Ruo Wo suddenly threw out a string of mobile phone numbers, which was like a key to break the two-dimensional, three-dimensional door, exuding a strange and seductive atmosphere.

In the past, Ye Qingluan might have been timid, might shrink back and ignore it, but at this moment, when he looked at the string of numbers, his heart beat faster.

Only Fengjin worried about him, and he couldn't let him down.

Unexpectedly, he stopped hesitating, took out his mobile phone, and entered the string of numbers.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, thank you very much." Then sent it.

Fang Yibai no longer knew how to describe his mood.He looked at the text message that fell from the sky, and his heart changed from surprise and disbelief to ecstasy.

He suddenly understood Gu Xiaotang's excited behavior before, and it was indeed a fascinating thing to get a reply from the "male god".

Fang Yi put his hands on his forehead and laughed softly.The handsome and indifferent eyebrows seemed to be haloed, softening a lot.

He is so stupid, he knew that he could get in touch with Qingluan in this way, why should he wait until now?He used to see that Qingluan seldom replied to readers' messages, and even if he did, his words were simple and polite, so he thought Qingluan was an extremely reserved and shy person, so he never dared to disturb him rashly.

He was afraid of scaring Qingluan.

Unexpectedly, because of Gu Xiaotang's inspiration, he extravagantly had the idea of ​​wanting to contact Qingluan by mobile phone, but he got a response from the other party.

How lucky this must be.

Fang Yibai stared deeply at the text message for a long time. After a while, he moved his fingers and began to quickly edit on the screen.

"Then, can you tell me why you didn't come to the author conference? I will be there then, Qingluan, I really want to meet you."

"I think about you every day and every night."

He sent another one after another.The eyes staring at the screen became hotter and hotter, wishing to burn a hole.

It's okay not to contact or chat, but once he has this opportunity, he would like to show all his thoughts and tell him how much he misses him and how crazily he yearns for him.Tell him that he is gay like him, that they can be together, and enjoy the ultimate pleasure just like the offense and suffering in all his articles...

Fang Yibai's eyes were deep, he opened the drawer, took out Ye Qingluan's photo from it, and held it gently in the palm of his hand.

In the photo, he couldn't get tired of looking at the boy's face, no, why would he get tired of it?He is obviously sinking more and more every time.

He couldn't help but stretched out his finger to touch the light pink lips in the photo, but he didn't want to leave after touching it.

Fang Yibai closed his eyes deeply, and let out a foul breath.The heat in his lower abdomen gradually gathered, and somewhere under his body was already swollen, he reluctantly put down the photo, then got up and went to the bathroom in the office.

The cold water hitting his body felt cold, but it couldn't quench the fire of desire in his heart. He closed his eyes and punched the white tiled wall stained with water, trying to release the evil fire in his heart.

At this moment, there was an urgent knock on the door besides the sound of splashing water.

The knock on the door was ignored, but it became louder. Finally, Gu Xiaotang's urgent call came from outside the door: "Boss, are you there?"

Fang Yibai opened his eyes with red eyes, turned off the shower suddenly, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"