The ivory tower has no autumn

Coming to the conference room, Ji Huaizhi kept frowning, Lin Zhiyuan would always say something wrong when the timing was wrong.

For example, when she was serious about thinking about freedom, she suddenly asked her if she had any thoughts about herself.

Not knowing what was going on in Ji Huaizhi's mind, Lin Zhiyuan pushed open the door with her hands behind her back. When she saw the table full of new books, her straight back suddenly collapsed.

"I actually don't like any job other than writing at all."

That's what she said, but Lin Zhiyuan sat obediently in the exclusive seat, put a bucket of markers in front of her, sighed deeply, and started to sign the first new book.

After signing, Lin Zhiyuan handed it to Ji Huaizhi who was sitting on the side and swiping his phone, and said, "The first autographed copy is for you."

Ji Huaizhi took the book and said, "Thank you."

She doesn't have the habit of reading novels, and she thinks Lin Zhiyuan's "The Cage of Freedom" will be the first novel she reads in her life.

While Lin Zhiyuan was busy signing the book, Ji Huaizhi opened the book and read it quietly.

The air conditioner was turned on in the meeting room, and Lin Zhiyuan was naturally afraid of the cold. Ji Huaizhi noticed that the skin of her signing hand was a little red, so he got up and went outside. He also turned up the indoor temperature. Lin Zhiyuan thought she was going to the toilet , As a result, she came back with a cup of hot tea in her hand.

"Don't drink yet, it burns your mouth." Ji Huaizhi sat back in her seat, took out her phone, and there were two unread messages.

She sent the photo to Wang Jue in the morning, but the other party didn't reply until it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. The content was to let her figure it out.

In order not to disturb Lin Zhiyuan, Ji Huaizhi went to the other corner of the meeting room and dialed the community service number. It took a long time for the other party to get through. She had dialed several times in the morning, but the other party did not answer.

Lin Zhiyuan slowed down the speed of signing. He listened to Ji Huaizhi talking on the phone. From her inquiry, he could understand that there was no monitoring. Apart from her and Ji Huaizhi, no one else would know what happened last night. Zhang's smiling face has long been washed away by the rain.

Ji Huaizhi hung up the phone, came over to look at her, hesitated to speak, and finally Lin Zhiyuan said first: "I know, it's okay."

Hearing this sentence, Ji Huaizhi suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart, maybe he was blaming himself for not being able to do things well and not even being able to get the monitoring.

"Have you offended anyone in your life?"

Lin Zhiyuan's ear for an ordinary routine question was not pleasant.

"In my opinion, you police need to change this sentence. When you come up, you first ask me if I have offended anyone. It sounds like I offended other people first, and then I was retaliated." Lin Zhiyuan changed A new pen, continue to sign the name.

Ji Huaizhi didn't know that a simple sentence would cause the other party's dissatisfaction, but after thinking about it, maybe the victim and the police have different positions. In a word, the only thought in my heart may be: "I am the victim, why do you ask me if I have offended anyone?"

"I'm not trying to shift you from victim to perpetrator, and I apologize if you felt offended."

Seeing Ji Huaizhi's sincere attitude, Lin Zhiyuan also felt that it was a little too much, she softened her tone and said: "No, maybe there is, maybe, when I am unconscious..."

Ji Huaizhi understood, and she was thinking about how to investigate, but as far as the publishing house is concerned, there are hundreds of employees, and Lin Zhiyuan has a huge number of fans. Finding a suspect among so many people is no different. Finding a needle in a haystack.

"Who knows your home address?"

"I don't know. The two bosses know. Some employees in the publishing house may know, but I'm not sure which part." To be honest, her home address is clearly written on the signing contract. Who can see it? She really doesn't know about the contract.

Suddenly, a group of people passed by outside the meeting room. They seemed to be new employees, and they all had the exclusive expressions of young social newcomers on their faces. A girl picked up her mobile phone and took a photo in the meeting room.

"Huaizhi, why do you think there are no photos of me on the Internet?" Lin Zhiyuan propped his chin with one hand, showing a meaningful smile.

"Okay, okay, I see." Ji Huaizhi opened the door, found the girl who took the photo, and asked her to delete the photo of Lin Zhiyuan on the phone.

"Although the family is good-looking, you still have to respect other people's privacy. Don't take pictures casually, she minds very much." Ji Huaizhi persuaded softly, and she tried very hard not to increase Lin Zhiyuan's enemies.

After the group of people left, Ji Huaizhi turned around to go back to the conference room, but saw Lin Zhiyuan standing behind her, and asked with a smile, "Do I look good?"

Ji Huaizhi passed her sideways and didn't answer her question directly, but Lin Zhiyuan kept asking, so she replied: "According to some people's aesthetics, you are good-looking."

"In your aesthetics, do I look good?"

"nice."

Lin Zhiyuan sat back in his seat with satisfaction, and the motivation to sign was renewed.

The book signing lasted until the evening, and they ate their meals in the meeting room. It was nine o'clock in the evening, and the book was not signed yet, so Lin Zhiyuan had no choice but to give up and continue signing tomorrow.

"Huaizhi, do you want to eat skewers?" Lin Zhiyuan blinked, revealing the desire to "want to eat" from her eyes.

"eat."

So the two rushed to find a roadside barbecue stall and sat down.

Lin Zhiyuan boldly ordered a few bottles of beer and a bunch of skewers. According to her words, she was in charge of drinking and Ji Huaizhi was in charge of eating the skewers.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no one would have thought that a million-dollar writer is now sitting at a roadside stall eating barbecue." Lin Zhiyuan proudly picked out the skewers on the plate, and finally picked out a skewer of chicken breast.

"Haven't you come to eat?" Ji Huaizhi also took a bunch and started to chew.

"Rarely, I have eaten with the two bosses before, but the two bosses said that they are getting old and abstaining from supper, so they never came again." Thinking of the past when the three of them shared a table, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help revealing smiled.

"Living alone is really inconvenient." Ji Huaizhi bit off the meat on the skewer, took a sip of lemon tea, and asked, "Where's your friend?"

"Friend..." Lin Zhiyuan propped his chin, watching the fluorescent lamps in the distance start to go off.

Her light-colored pupils reflect the human fireworks of the barbecue stall, as well as some of the past, both unknown and well-known.

"I'm lonely and have no friends." Lin Zhiyuan smiled unnaturally, raised his head and drank the pale yellow liquid in the wine glass.

Ji Huaizhi was silent, gnawing on the skewers quietly, Lin Zhiyuan's home had an accident when she was 15 years old, maybe she started to live alone after that.

The two people who were eating the skewers quietly heard the noise not far away. They both turned their heads and saw a few men molesting the three women eating skewers, both verbally and physically.

"Go away!"

"You are sick! What do you want to do?"

"Fuck you!"

Lin Zhiyuan had already stepped forward to meet them, staring at the three girls and asking, "What did he do to you?"

"He touched me!" A girl in white was the first to accuse.

"Physical harassment plus verbal harassment, you apologize, or should I call the police?" Lin Zhiyuan was aggressive, and there was a cloud of anger hidden in her staring eyes, which could burn people to ashes.

"Who are you? Baba, get away, don't make trouble!" The man pushed Lin Zhiyuan away.

Lin Zhiyuan didn't stand still and fell backwards, Ji Huaizhi who was rushed to follow him steadily.

"Apologize, or call the police?" Ji Huaizhi took out his ID.

The other accomplices who stood by and watched came up to meet the wretched man and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he's drunk."

"Just get drunk and you're done?" Lin Zhiyuan didn't stop, pointing at the three girls, he said, "Apologize."

Ji Huaizhi said coldly, "Did you hear that? Apologize."

The wretched man then lowered his posture and said, "I'm sorry I was drunk and accidentally touched you..."

Ji Huaizhi turned his head and asked the three girls: "Do you want to report the crime?"

The three girls said with a look of displeasure, "Just apologize."

Ji Huaizhi turned around to appease Lin Zhiyuan and said, "Respect the will of others."

Lin Zhiyuan sat back in his seat dissatisfied, and took another gulp of beer when he saw the men check out and leave.

Ji Huaizhi would not ask why, because this is what everyone present should do.

But Lin Zhiyuan seemed a little distracted, and began to say: "I often have a dream. When I am in the dream, I know very clearly that it is a dream."

"What dream?" If Lin Zhiyuan had already spoken, then she should have asked.

"I dreamed of this city, bustling and noisy..."

She dreamed that this city was bustling and noisy. Every place and every style in the dream was no different from the city in reality.

There is a girl in the dream who often wanders the streets in the middle of the night. She lives a free, casual, and comfortable life. When she can’t sleep at night, she invites a few friends to go to the street. Her parents don’t ask her where she is going, and Who would go out, let alone say "Girls are not allowed to go out at night".

In her dream, she watched her living freely like this. She often carried a small bag on her body, which was so small that it could only hold a mobile phone and a wallet, and could not hold other things, such as anti-wolf spray. , siren...

She was very curious, so she would ask, "Isn't it dangerous to go out at night alone?"

The girl just smiled and replied: "It's not dangerous."

She asked again: "Aren't you afraid of being taken away by bad guys?"

The girl still replied: "Not afraid."

Finally she asked, "Why?"

The girl gave her the answer: "Because it's safe here."

Three questions, three answers, let her understand something, so she said to the girl: "Because it is safe here, you are fake, and you will never become reality."

"The city you dreamed of is called Utopia."

And Utopia never existed.

"Even if I know it's fake, I'll keep having this dream again and again." Lin Zhiyuan shook the beer in the glass, Bubble struggled to escape under her manipulation.

Do those bubbles think that just surfacing means freedom?

"There is a saying that dreams are a reflection of a person's subconscious mind."

Lin Zhiyuan looked at the dwindling bubbles in the glass, and drank it all in one gulp, "So what I subconsciously yearn for is a city called Utopia, a safe island called Ivory Tower."

"Reminiscent of what happened to you recently, it's reasonable." Ji Huaizhi mistakenly thought it was all because Lin Zhiyuan encountered threats and intimidation.

Only Lin Zhiyuan knew it was not.

"Let's go! I'm sleepy."

Looking at Lin Zhiyuan's back, Ji Huaizhi always feels that Lin Zhiyuan in the daytime and Lin Zhiyuan in the night are two completely different people, they have the same face, but they always feel a little split.

Maybe it's the alcohol that makes people more sad.

While sitting in the car, Lin Zhiyuan looked at the afterimages of the receding lights outside the car window, and she said: "Autumn is the best season."

The scene of the dead leaves falling when the evening wind blows outside is really beautiful.

Ji Huaizhi thought to herself, because autumn is the best season, so should her pen name also have the word "autumn"?

Lin Zhiyuan's pen name is Twelve Autumn. She asked her why the number was twelve, but the other party just said mysteriously: "You will know later."

"Do you know what autumn represents?"

Ji Huaizhi was a little confused, she couldn't adapt to Lin Zhiyuan who suddenly became emotional, so she could only follow her train of thought and ask, "What does it mean?"

"Love, parting and death." Lin Zhiyuan looked at the scene outside obsessively, talking to himself, and didn't know whether to say it to himself or to Ji Huaizhi.

"I was born in autumn, so I hope to die in autumn too."

"You are so young, what makes you think so much about life and death?" Surprised by the sudden visit to the subject of death, Ji Huaizhi was left with nothing but helplessness and a sudden loss of what to do.

As if chatting casually like this, death will come in the next second.

"Tomorrow is unpredictable, and the next second is full of surprises."

"Are you so sentimental when you're drunk?" Ji Huaizhi couldn't find the reason, so he could only blame everything on the alcohol.

"That's the kind of person I am!" Lin Zhiyuan sat up straight and asked, "Is what you just said not bad? Do you think it's particularly literary? I plan to write these sentences into the novel."

"Well, it's pretty good." Ji Huaizhi suddenly felt that he was thinking too much, and it seemed that this was the writer Fan.

Always sentimental to feel this world.

"Shall I sleep with you tonight?"

"Ah."

At night, Ji Huaizhi was lying beside Lin Zhiyuan. Her body was naturally afraid of the cold, and wherever Ji Huaizhi's skin could touch, there was a chill, like ice that would not melt for thousands of years. There was no air conditioner in the room, only The ceiling fan turned slowly, and it was raining again outside, and the temperature dropped a few degrees with the icy rain.

Lin Zhiyuan was already asleep, she instinctively rubbed towards the only source of warmth beside her, she didn't know that Ji Huaizhi was very uncomfortable frowning in the dark.

She is an only child, and she never slept in the same bed as her parents when she was a child, nor did she sleep with others when she grew up. This is the second time in her life after she has memories.

The first time was Lin Zhiyuan, and the second time was also Lin Zhiyuan.

Lin Zhiyuan put his hand on her chest, and the scent of body wash on her body silently penetrated into her respiratory tract, biting her heart like a gentle beast, which became dry due to the sudden tension. She tried to take a deep breath to calm herself down.

She made it, so nothing happened tonight.