happy seven years

At that time, Yin Huaiyan spoke with a little milky voice. Riemann especially liked to chat with her. Hearing her lazy voice when she was impatient and had to deal with him was like listening to a beautiful melody.

Unlike now, the voice is cold and unreasonable.

"You blocked others."

Riemann's memories were interrupted by Yin Huaiyan's words. There were still many people in line behind her, and their names were also signed. They really shouldn't stay here.

It happened that Sissy ran over and pulled Riemann to leave again.

"Don't pull me, I'll go by myself." Riemann subconsciously avoided Tan Qianxi, staggered a position, and got off the signing table.

Tan Qianqian was not annoyed, she smiled apologetically at Yin Huaiyan, and followed Riemann.

Out of the scope of the signing meeting, Tan Xixi grabbed Riemann's clothes again, "Manman, there is a coffee shop on the second floor, can you accompany me to have some coffee?"

Riemann looked up at the coffee shop Tan Xixi was pointing at, and the view from the floor-to-ceiling windows seemed to be able to see the scene on the signing stage.

By coincidence, Riemann agreed.

"Manman, what do you drink?"

"Iced latte with sugar." Riemann finished subconsciously, and then changed his words, "No, iced American style has no sugar and no milk."

"Okay, you're actually drinking the same drink as my goddess!" Tan Qianqian's tone was a little excited.

"Oh?" Riemann twitched the corner of his mouth.

"That's right, the iced American style is the most shared on Huayan's Weibo, I didn't expect you to like it too, what a coincidence." Tan Qianqian smiled, "Then you find a place first, I'll fetch you a coffee."

Riemann walked to the position she had observed just now, a two-person seat. She sat down and turned her head to see Yin Huaiyan who was still signing and shaking hands in the exhibition hall downstairs.

Unexpectedly, after three years of absence, the ex-girlfriend who used to drink iced latte with sugar also started to drink bitter and astringent iced Americano.

Riemann shook his head, quietly sighing that fate made people.

She opened the "Vinegrass" again, and continued to read along with what she had just read.

【Xiaocao likes Manman, she carefully hides her love for Manman in origami stars, when she misses her, she folds a star and puts it in a glass bottle.

The glass bottle was filled with sweet joy, and when she was sad, Xiaocao took out the origami star and slowly recalled the feeling. 】

"Coffee is here." Tan Sissy put the dark coffee on the table in front of Riemann.

Riemann closed the book and put it aside, "Thank you."

She picked up the coffee and took a sip, it was the familiar sour bitterness.

Riemann frowned and stopped drinking.

"What? Isn't this coffee delicious?" Talking about the hot mocha ordered by Sissy, the sweetness of chocolate covered the bitterness of the coffee, and it tasted sweet and greasy.

"It's just that I haven't drank for some time, and I'm not used to it."

Riemann sometimes took the illustration list and started painting day and night. No one told her to eat three meals a day, so she gradually slacked off, full and hungry, and her stomach broke like this.

So painkillers became her personal belongings, and it was not that she had never been to a doctor, but the pile of pills that were prescribed every time ended up being swept into the drawer and eaten ashes.

A painkiller is much simpler than colorful stomach nourishing medicines.

The doctor told her not to drink coffee, and Riemann didn't listen at first, but since she had stomach cramps after drinking an iced Americano, she didn't drink much. Even if she drank it, it was a mild latte with sugar.

Speaking of adding sugar to latte, it was Yin Huaiyan's favorite combination back then.

It's just that the person who left without saying goodbye, what is there to think about?

Riemann muttered in his heart, his eyes still couldn't stop looking downstairs.

"Manman, the position you chose is really good, and you can still see my goddess."

Riemann turned his head to look at Tan Qianqian who was holding a hot mocha, "You said this book is her final work, will she stop writing books in the future?"

Tan Qianxi was a little surprised that Riemann suddenly became interested in Huayan, but she still answered Riemann's words seriously, "I heard from friends in the reader group that the goddess seems to be getting married."

"Married?!" Riemann raised his voice unconsciously, and if he listened carefully, he could still hear a little trembling.

"Well, that's what the group says, but I'm actually not very clear about it." Tan Qianqian took out her mobile phone and opened the fan group after speaking, and brought up the chat records for Riemann to see.

Riemann took Tan Qianqian's mobile phone and flipped through the records on it. The more he looked, the heavier his heart became.

It was as if the heart was suddenly grabbed by something, and every time it beat, it was painful.

She returned the phone to Tan Qianqian, and gave a very forced smile.

"Manman, do you... know my goddess?" Tan Qianqian finally sensed something was wrong.

Riemann's stomach began to churn violently, she subconsciously bit her lower lip, opened the book on the table, and opened the title page for Tan Qianqian to read.

To Riemann, Yin Huaiyan.

Tan Qianqian seemed to see some unexplained feelings from these short six words.

Tan Qianxi is a senior book fan of Huayan. She has never seen Huayan sign her real name in such a way when signing a sale. It looks so sacred and pious.

"You..." Tan Qianqian opened her mouth, and was about to ask something, but found that Riemann's face was pale.

"Manman, are you uncomfortable?"

Riemann shook her head. When she went out, she thought about meeting each other and going through the scene. She didn't bring painkillers with her. At this time, she could only feel the discomfort and pain of the rampant stomach.

"Is it a stomachache?" Sissy Tan sat next to Riemann and asked with concern.

"It's okay, old problem, I'll be fine after sitting down for a while." Riemann pressed his hands against the stomach, suppressing the source of the pain.

"Are you okay here alone? I'll go downstairs to the pharmacy and buy you some medicine."

"Thank you." Riemann spat out the names of the two medicines, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"What's the trouble? You just stay here. I'll go and come back quickly." Tan Qianqian grabbed her backpack and walked out the door.

Riemann pressed her head against the glass window, and the overwhelming pain almost drowned her whole body.

Fortunately, when Riemann was almost unable to hold on, Tan Qianqian came back.

She asked the clerk in the coffee shop for a cup of warm water, peeled off the foil of the pill, and put the white pill on Riemann's hand.

Riemann took the pills and swallowed them all, and drank the warm water in one gulp.

After closing his eyes quietly for a while, Riemann felt better.

At this time, the signing session downstairs also came to an end.

When Riemann opened his eyes, he happened to see Yin Huaiyan helping the staff pack things together.

Tan Qianqian went out to answer the phone.

Riemann stared downstairs for a while, until Yin Huaiyan's figure disappeared from sight, and she stood up.

Bypassing the escalator, Riemann walked towards the stairwell.

Pushing open the heavy fire door, Riemann stepped up two steps and saw a familiar person.

Sure enough, Yin Huaiyan huddled in the corner, but wept silently.