follow my heart

Meng Buqing finally recovered.

She nodded and said dully, "Got it, I will walk around when I see second-hand smoke drifting over from now on."

"..."

Meng Buqing: "So can you smile?"

Ji Wan looked at her calmly: "Are you afraid that I won't laugh?"

Meng Buqing walked over, took the pack of cigarettes from her hand, and threw it into the trash can along with the lighter.Then he raised his eyes and said in a serious tone: "Well, I'm afraid that I will make you unhappy."

Ji Wan stood in front of the window, the bluish-white fluorescent lamp reflected on her face, and the gloom gradually melted away.

He frowned slightly, but there was a smile on his lips, "Okay, let's eat."

—

During this time, even in my sleep, mathematical formulas were floating.The busy and fulfilling days passed quickly, Meng Buqing opened and closed his eyes, and finally it was the day of the exam.

Meng Buqing got rid of the bad habit of stepping on the spot, corrected her posture, checked her schoolbag several times and went out.

She found the examination room four or ten minutes earlier.

I also read a book at the door for a while.

Zhang Anqi, the girl who had "bet" with her before, was smiling and inquiring about other people's review status last second, but when she saw Meng Buqing, she fell silent for a moment.

Lowering his eyes, he hurried past, pretending not to see her.

Meng Buqing couldn't help laughing.

"..."

Hand out the test papers.

Meng Buqing wrote seriously, thinking that the difficulty of the test paper was not bad, so he gave up the final question, and could still write hard for the previous questions.

Successfully complete the exam.

The moment you walk out of the examination room, no matter how well you perform, you will feel relaxed and happy to be temporarily released from the cage.

Zuo Xiaoyun took out her mobile phone and paused, said hurriedly: "It's over, I just saw the manager's message, I have to go to a part-time job!"

Meng Buqing: "You work hard."

Zuo Xiaoyun waved his hand, grabbed the bag and trotted away.

Meng Buqing was left empty, walked a few steps, and suddenly wanted to play Go.

Send a message to Qin Zijin to ask.

Qin Zijin replied quickly: [No, I am accompanying Cui Youran in class. ]

Meng Buqing replied weakly: [Okay. ]

She thought for a while, and then reposted in a teasing manner: [I really envy you, unlike me, no one wants to accompany you. ]

Qin Zijin: [... Cui Youran said you can come. ]

Meng Buqing stared at the line, and asked carefully: [Excuse me, are you in a relationship? ]

Qin Zijin: [You'll know when you come. ]

Meng Buqing rubbed her chin, unable to figure out what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd.Anyway, if you are really in love, you will definitely not welcome yourself as a light bulb.

With that in mind, she walked in the direction of the Faculty of Arts.

The class room is next door.

Meng Buqing walked to an empty classroom and saw Cui Youran sitting in the middle back row with a laptop in front of her.Qin Zijin next to him was writing.

"What are you doing?"

Cui Youran raised her face, and complained without tears: "She lied to me that this class will teach Ming Dynasty calligraphy that I am interested in, and let me come and listen to it when I have time, but it turned out that the Ming Dynasty couldn't match it. English class!!!”

In the classroom next door, standard English, like a tape playing, floated clearly.It was a female teacher with a young voice in class.

Meng Buqing wanted to laugh, "Qin Zijin, why are you lying to me?"

Qin Zijin looked down at his hands, and said in a casual tone, "I told her to hand in the manuscript quickly. Either she said she was writing, or she was busy, or she just didn't reply to the message."

Cui Youran pursed her lips and remained silent.

Qin Zijin glanced at her: "I have no choice but to do something wrong. Kidnap Da Da to my side and watch her write."

"..."

Meng Buqing was stunned when he heard the words, when did the relationship between the two of them get so good.

She pretended to be surprised and asked Cui Youran, "What's so big? Are you still an author of novels?"

Cui Youran was even more at a loss. She wanted to nod her head to admit it, then looked at Qin Zijin hesitantly and asked, "I don't seem to have told you, how did you know?"

The two looked at Qin Zijin at the same time.

"What do you know?" Qin Zijin said with an innocent expression, "Isn't the word "big" used to praise people who have written well? So you are really big?"

Cui Youran: "..."

Meng Buqing laughed out loud, once again looking at Qin Zijin with admiration in his heart.For a person like Cui Youran who is not very shrewd and often confused, she probably has already seen through the conversation.

Qin Zijin urged: "Hurry up and write, Da Da, you are not allowed to leave until you finish writing."

"Wow, it's no wonder some people are so afraid of you. Today I finally know how scary the minister is..." Cui Youran put her arms around herself, and said pitifully, "I'll write it, I'll just write it!"

Qin Zijin smiled and said to Meng Buqing, "Let's play Go next to her."

"A little bit of a subtle sense of guilt," Meng Buqing walked over and took out a portable Go box from his schoolbag, "It's so exciting."

Cui Youran: "..."

In the first game, Meng Buqing won the game.

She suppressed her ecstasy, and said calmly: "I was lucky in this round, did you not concentrate?"

"Where did you get the luck in Go? It seems that you learned Go vigorously a while ago, and it was quite effective?" Qin Zijin scolded her politely, "Don't play this game with me."

"Play backgammon?" Cui Youran interjected, "I want to play backgammon."

Qin Zijin "tsk": "Is the article finished?"

Cui Youran: "..."

Meng Buqing said with interest: "Okay, I can play with you, but you have to bet. If you lose, tell me your pen name."

"Ah!" Cui Youran yelled in a low voice, covered her face and said, "Absolutely not, all I write are gay novels! Nothing interesting!"

Meng Buqing said honestly: "I like to watch this kind of show."

"Dangmei, right?" Cui Youran was not surprised, "But I'm not writing Danmei."

"Oh, Lily reads it too. I'll go and read it seriously."

"..."

Qin Zijin was also interested when he heard the words: "Tell me, we are definitely interested in reading what you wrote, and we can write you a long comment after reading it."

Cui Youran stared at them for three seconds, and said honestly, "If you're not interested, it's pointless to force you to read it because I wrote it. If you're interested, you should have read my book long ago."

This sounds a little arrogant.

Meng Buqing knew that it was indeed the truth.Although Liu Yuan's popularity is not as high as Qi Min's, she definitely belongs to the top author in the small Lily circle.

Qin Zijin glanced at Meng Buqing, noticed the flash of joy in her eyes, and chose to watch the fire from the other side.

Meng Buqing said, "Are you famous? I've only heard of Qi Wen."

Cui Youran: "Fuck."

"..."

"..."

This is the first time Cui Youran swears in front of them, and the two of them were stunned for a moment.Cui Youran really couldn't control it, after all, he rarely talked about Lily's novels with real people.

The other party also opened his mouth and announced the name of his gay friend, which inevitably felt a strong sense of shock that the dimensional wall was broken.

Naturally blurted out is a Chinese quintessence.

Cui Youran came back to her senses, feeling a little embarrassed, and said awkwardly, "I'm just too surprised, you're actually reading Lily's novels!"

Absolutely cannot say that he is Qi Min's gay friend.Everyone in the circle knows that Qi Min, who has been low-key and cold for thousands of years, has only one object of mutual attention.

It is equivalent to dropping the vest.

Meng Buqing deliberately said nonsense: "The reaction is so big, are you Qi Min?"

"Of course not!" Cui Youran was anxious, "How is it possible!"

Qin Zijin didn't understand them, and guessed with interest: "Then it seems that you are very familiar with that Qi Wen? Are you some writing friend?"

Cui Youran: "..."

This minister is really scary.

With the meaningful eyes of two people.

Cui Youran felt her back sweating.She just wanted to play backgammon, why did it turn into a torture for no reason.

I can only bite the bullet and say: "No, no! It's just that I also like Qi Min, who doesn't like Qi Min???"

It's the truth.

Meng Buqing smiled, and didn't force her to take off her vest anymore: "Okay, let's play backgammon with you." She separated the black and white pieces, pretending to say unintentionally, "Actually, I have liked Qi Min for many, many years."

"...That's it."

Cui Youran didn't know what to say.

Two people started playing backgammon.

Qin Zijin's phone vibrated, and she picked it up and said, "You two kids, let's play, I'm going back to class, remember to write the manuscript before leaving."

"..."

"Did you hear that?" Qin Zijin packed his things slowly, and said in a soft and threatening tone, "You don't want to see me at the door of the dormitory, do you?"

Cui Youran swallowed her saliva, nodded hastily: "Definitely, I must finish writing before leaving."

"very good."

Meng Buqing took black, put a stone in the middle of the chessboard, and asked curiously: "You writers, don't you write a school magazine at random?"

"No," Cui Youran explained, "The novels published on the Internet mainly have a plot. Since it is a school magazine, it must be written in a serious literary way as much as possible. Polishing the words is very troublesome."

The white piece was put down immediately, and both of them played chess very fast.

Meng Buqing nodded: "Excellent."

Down for a while.

Cui Youran's eyes flickered, thinking that the person in front of him was Qi Min's reader.

I couldn't hold back my inner desire to share, so I had to hide it and said: "Actually, I am in the same editorial group as your favorite Qi Min."

Meng Buqing raised her eyes, revealing just the right surprise: "Wow! Really?"

Cui Youran raised her lips and smiled triumphantly: "Amazing! So although I'm not familiar with her, I know a lot of things that you readers don't know."

There was a meaningful pause in the words.

Meng Buqing knew that she was waiting for him to ask, so he hurriedly cheered: "What is it?"

"She's actually not a full-time author, and she's not based abroad," Cui Youran said, picking out what she could say. "This is all a rumor that you can guess on your own because you see her occasional reply to comments in the middle of the night."

Meng Buqing asked: "Then she has been working until very late, so she has time to read the comments?"

Cui Youran nodded.

Meng Buqing couldn't help sitting up straighter.

"Do you feel distressed?" Cui Youran saw her change of expression, raised her lips and smiled slightly, and there was a little emotion in her smile, "I said that she really worked too hard, at least when it comes to writing, like her kind of long novels , Prolonging the serialization period is good for income, and it will end up being pirated. There is no need to guarantee that ten chapters will be updated every day."

Meng Buqing half understood, "She said that she wanted readers who followed up to have a better reading experience."

"Yes, she actually really, really loves her readers," Cui Youran said, "although she never said it."

Meng Buqing's heart softened, imagining the appearance of her family's gentle and elegant Qi Wen.

Silence for a while.

"And she's really talented," Cui Youran saw her sincerely moved, and her desire to share became stronger, "When I was a newcomer, I uttered wild words, and those who wrote a few random words in the scene description That's fine, readers are reading quickly with their mobile phones, scrolling down a few lines, and no one will take a closer look."

Meng Buqing nodded again, thinking of many rough plots in the red text, and various detailed descriptions with incoherent word order.

"My family, Qi Wen, definitely disagrees."

"Of course," Cui Youran recalled, "She said, readers may not really notice whether the description is appropriate, but they can feel something is wrong, and then unconsciously despise the story you weave. She said to me, never give Opportunity for readers to scorn."

Simple, straightforward and crisp.

Cui Youran was immediately educated by this passage.

She remembered that at that time, when she saw this passage, Qi Wen's own novels' exquisite words and sentences, as well as the plot full of tension, immediately popped up in her mind.

How powerful a person can build such a magnificent palace by himself.

The feelings of emotion that slowly surfaced in her heart, layer by layer, firmly nailed her to the position of Qi Wen's fan girl.

Down-to-earth idealism is always the most moving.

The so-called role model is not actually what she wants to do to herself.As long as she exists quietly, she can easily ignite the insignificant little ideals in the heart of the heart into a prairie fire.

Looking at her, I also want to do better.

Qi Min is the true and firm role model.

Cui Youran said: "Qi Min actually has a very thick A[-] leather book, loose-leaf, which contains all the long reviews she has received since she wrote the novel. She will save and print out every article."

No one else knows this secret.

"Is that so..."

Meng Buqing couldn't help imagining the long comments she had written, but couldn't remember how many. She would have carefully collected every one of them.The sun shone warmly on his body, and he cheered in his heart.

There is simply the joy of falling in love.

Cui Youran looked at her expression: "You also wrote a long review? Right?"

"Of course." Meng Buqing smiled unabashedly, "I have written a lot!"

The smile on Cui Youran's face just broke out, and she twitched suddenly: "Really, her readers really like to write long reviews. When combined, they are almost as good as two of my novels, and each of them is more talented than me!"

Meng Buqing smiled lightly: "Who asked you to write a hundred thousand words in one book."

Cui Youran jumped angrily: "What is 20, is it 10,000 words? It's not like I haven't written [-]+!"

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, feeling that her vest had almost fallen off.

"..."

Meng Buqing smiled without saying a word, and continued to ask: "Then is she single?"

"Why, you still want to chase?" Cui Youran showed a sinister smile, "Single is for sure. But—"

"..."

Meng Buqing stared at her without blinking.

Cui Youran was frightened by her stern eyes, paused, and then persuaded solemnly: "You just need to like books, don't have strange fantasies about the author. How could she be so cold and cold like her?" readers fall in love."

Meng Buqing stared down at the chessboard, and said flatly: "Four kills and three kills, you lose."

"……what?"

Cui Youran hurriedly looked over.Sure enough, the sunspots already had a three and a half-blocked four, and her white stones were useless to block anywhere.

—

Meng Buqing accompanied Cui Youran to finish writing the manuscript, and it was already dark.

They chatted today, and confessed to each other their common hobbies outside of the game. The relationship is undoubtedly much closer than before.

Cui Youran didn't believe that her cooking skills would be good, so Meng Buqing invited her to go home with him.

The two were in front of each other, Cui Youran lacked exercise on weekdays, and she was so tired that she couldn't straighten up when she climbed to the top floor: "Do you have Coke at home? I'm dying of thirst."

"Yes." Meng Buqing walked the last two steps, just about to get the key, saw Ji Wan opening the door, "You came back so early today!"

"You came back late."

Ji Wan opened the door first and went in.

"Cui Youran, my schoolmate," Meng Buqing introduced them while standing in the entrance while changing shoes, "Ji Wan, my... aunt."

The latter two words are deliberately heavy.

Ji Wan helped out with a new pair of slippers and changed them for Cui Youran.

Her long hair was scattered on her shoulders, her face was fair and beautiful and well-defined, her complexion was shrouded in darkness, her expression was dull, but she couldn't hide the amorous beauty of her eyebrows and eyes.

Cui Youran stared at her in amazement, and said decisively: "What auntie, I want to call you sister."

Meng Buqing lowered her eyelids: "No, then the seniority between me and you has changed."

"It's no problem," Cui Youran said in a firm tone without even thinking about it, "You will call me aunt from now on."

Meng Buqing: "..."

Ji Wan smiled, very politely.I didn't say anything more.

She went straight to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and got them something to drink.Just as he was about to pass it to Cui Youran, he seemed to remember something, and asked after a pause, "There is only Coca-Cola at home, can you just make do with it?"

"Okay." Cui Youran said innocently and sweetly, and thanked her.

She wondered to herself, how did she know that she only drank Pepsi?She quickly figured it out again, probably she also felt that Coca-Cola was not as good as Pepsi.

That's why I said it will be done.

Meng Buqing turned on the TV and asked her to watch it, and connected her mobile phone to the wireless network at home.

Then went to the kitchen to cook.

Ji Wan drank tea and looked at her calmly. Cui Youran always felt that there was a subtle atmosphere in her eyes, but she couldn't tell what it was.

She lowered her head and checked her clothes hastily, there was nothing strange about it.Thinking back to what I said just now, did I speak too oilily?

I think should not be……

Silently comforting myself is an illusion.

Looking at each other, Cui Youran could only smirk.

Seeing her childish and honest appearance, Ji Wan pursed her lips slightly and continued to drink tea.

Cui Youran sent a message to Meng Buqing and asked: [Why does your aunt always look at me?Is there something strange about me? ]

Meng Buqing took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at it.

She observed through the glass door and found that Ji Wan seemed to be really looking at Cui Youran.Cui Youran stared at the TV, but her peripheral vision drifted to the kitchen.

Meng Buqing came out and asked Cui Youran if she had any taboos about food.

When passing by Ji Wan, he glared at her.

Line of sight.

"Why do you always look at her, I told you that she is curvy, and you only like those who are older than yourself," Meng Buqing whispered in Ji Wan's ear, "If you make her fall in love, what should you do?"

"..."

Ji Wan was stunned.After a while, the corners of her lips curled and she said thoughtfully, "I see."

She got up, put her hand on Meng Buqing's shoulder, "Then I'll go up."

Ji Wan's long hair swayed slightly with the movement.

She turned her eyes and looked at Cui Youran again.Said in a gentle and friendly tone: "I still have some work to deal with, you have fun."

Cui Youran nodded, but her expression was dull.

I thought, hell, why does her eyes look like she knows herself...

Taking advantage of Ji Wan's turning and going upstairs, Cui Youran was finally able to safely stare at her back.He is not very tall, but his proportions are quite good. He has a slender but not thin figure, with a graceful figure.

There's no reason why such a beautiful beauty has been seen before but not recognized.

Until Ji Wan's figure turned around the corridor and disappeared.

Cui Youran's eyes flickered, she leaned over, leaned into Meng Buqing's ear and whispered, "Your aunt is very similar to Qi Min in my heart."

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