happy seven years

Riemann thought for a moment, and finally dialed the phone back.

But Luo Ran's phone has been shut down.

She assumed that Luo Ran's cell phone was out of battery, and didn't continue to take this matter to heart.

Regarding who her first love was, she, Riemann, never deliberately concealed it.

On the contrary, if given the chance, she would like to tell the world.

Thinking of this, Riemann suddenly wondered, did Yin Huaiyan ever mention himself?

She took out her mobile phone and searched for "Vinegrass".

The network signal is not very good. After clicking search, the page is blank and loading.

Probably just after finishing packing, Riemann's palms were a little sweaty.

She grabbed a tissue and wiped it casually, her eyes fixed on the phone screen.

The first one appeared was Yin Huaiyan's interview video.

"I know that many people will feel that the style of this book is different from my previous series."

"In fact, I said from the beginning of publication that this is a product of commemorating youth."

"It doesn't matter if you call it naive or naive, but it doesn't matter if you complain about the plot."

"Because that's my real past, those words were all written down by me at that time."

"If I edit and polish too much, it's not who I used to be."

When Riemann saw this, his nose was sour.

She knew that when Yin Huaiyan was practicing calligraphy, he used to write diaries in addition to copybooks.

If she remembers correctly, the text on the book may be the diary written by Yin Huaiyan at that time.

Riemann sniffed, unwilling to continue recalling, so he clicked on the next video and continued watching.

"The vine in the book is my first love, I said it before."

"The ending? Of course it's true, we're separated now."

"Well... There are many reasons for the separation. I haven't written it in detail in the book, and I don't plan to say more."

"No, there is no bloody plot like who betrays anyone."

"Of course there are regrets, but... Now that we are separated, let's live a good life separately."

Riemann looked at the face zoomed in by the camera in the video, Yin Huaiyan smiled slightly, and there seemed to be a crystal light in the beautiful peach eyes.

So if you regret it, why did you go so decisively in the first place?

Riemann suddenly became disinterested.

She casually watched a few related texts and videos. In short, Yin Huaiyan was frank and open about the protagonist of this book, and revealed a kind of nostalgia from time to time.

Riemann twitched the corner of his mouth.

Just looking at these, no one would have thought that the person who left first would be Yin Huaiyan.

Facing the storage boxes in the room, Riemann was depressed and kicked a box next to him.

But the box was heavy, and it didn't move after being kicked.

On the contrary, Riemann's feet were red and swollen, and still aching.

She cursed softly, not knowing if she was calling herself useless or something else.

Angrily, he went into the bedroom to wash and sleep, not seeing what he saw.

Early the next morning, Luo Ran woke Riemann up with a serial phone call.

Riemann sat up from the bed, half-opened his eyes, and his tone was laziness, "Don't you need to rest?"

Luo Ran couldn't help yawning when Riemann said this, "The phone broke last night. I ordered a new phone overnight and just received it. I just tried the call sound."

"Do you remember what I told you last night? I passed on the contract to you. If you see that there is no problem, sign it and send it back to me. This is a bit anxious."

Riemann woke up a little, "Why are you in a hurry?"

Luo Ran was actually quite afraid that Rieman would regret it after knowing who Airi was, but she couldn't say it clearly, so she had to find a simple reason. "Because you don't sign, she doesn't sign either."

Riemann understood the difficulties of Luo Ran's work. Some authors were indeed difficult to deal with, so she agreed. Anyway, the commercial manuscript and what to draw did not make much difference to her, and it was a book that she pursued sincerely. I can know the ending in advance.

"Okay, I'll deal with it later. By the way, send me the recommended restaurant."

Luo Ran, who was still sleepy just now, became energetic after hearing this.

"Do you really want to invite your blind date to dinner?"

"Well, she is a book fan of my ex-girlfriend, and she gave me a book. No matter what, I have to go home for a meal. Besides..." Riemann decided to stop at this point.

Luo Ran said a few confessions on the other end, hung up the phone and passed the contract to Riemann first.

By the way, the addresses and specialties of several restaurants were sent together.

Riemann got up to get the contract done first, and then washed slowly.

It's not too early to get these done.

She changed her clothes and walked to the living room, and what greeted her eyes was the product of the previous night's impulse.

Riemann sighed and moved the boxes to the wall.

From night to day, people also regained a lot of reason, and a little more hesitation from the bottom of their hearts.

She gritted her teeth hating herself for being like this, but she really didn't want to throw away those things too readily.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Riemann found Tan Sissi's contact information from his family's chat records and sent a message.

Tan Sissi quickly accepted Riemann's invitation.

Riemann took advantage of the situation and sent several restaurants and main dishes to Tan Qianqian to choose.

The final location for dinner was a Japanese restaurant in a slightly remote location.

Riemann remembered that Luo Ran also took her to eat at the beginning, and the reputation was very good, but the serving time was relatively long.

It was still early, so Riemann simply picked up his bag and went out.

She didn't have anywhere to go, so she drove around the neighborhood a few times, and finally stopped at the downstairs of the publishing house.

Riemann went around to the coffee shop at the door, bought some coffee and mentioned it to the publishing house.

"Where is Luo Ran?" Riemann finished distributing the coffee and found that there were still two cups left.

At this time, an editor wearing glasses just came over.

"She's in the conference room behind you, and she's signing a contract with the author of Wuwang."

The person at the next table also echoed: "Oh yes, although I never judge people by their appearance, this author is really good-looking! Beautiful and temperament!"

The editor wearing glasses nodded: "Well, it is possible to market the existence of a beautiful author. But... why do I feel like I have seen her somewhere?"

The other went on to say: "Maybe all beauties are similar? Didn't you say that when you first saw Riemann?"

The editor wearing glasses thought for a while, "No, I really saw it somewhere. Ah, I remembered!"

"Isn't she the author who wants to seal the pen!?"

Attracted by the voice of the editor wearing glasses, everyone turned around, waiting for her to reveal the answer.

At this moment, the door of the meeting room was opened.

Riemann looked up following the voice.

Behind Luo Ran, a familiar figure slowly walked out.

The man didn't seem to expect to see Riemann here, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.