Lu Weifu upstairs

"Have you considered it?" Xu Yihan leisurely flipped through the documents on the table, and smiled, "It's not that difficult to make a decision, is it? Hey, I'm just doing her a little favor."

Fang Wen sat across from Xu Yihan, clutching the phone in one hand and clasping his knee with the other.

Xu Yihan glanced at him, and said lightly: "That's what I think, Editor-in-Chief Fang, after this competition is over, you will stay in Weilan and be the head of the editorial department, what do you think?"

"Mr. Xu," Fang Wen paused for two seconds, and said with difficulty, "This is no longer just marketing or hype, this is... this is a fake."

Xu Yihan secretly scolded the bookworm for being so ignorant, with a smile on his face: "She can't help but forget about her illness, she is too busy, and because of things on the Internet, she is not in a good state of mind. You should do her a favor." , When you become a minister later, she is the author you have promoted, how good is that?" Xu Yihan slightly raised his voice, "Besides, she will definitely not ask you to help for nothing, understand what I mean?"

Fang Wen lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I understand."

"Well, what do you think?"

What do you think?

If it was put a few years ago, Fang Wen would never have given Xu Yihan the chance to ask this sentence - the biggest possibility is that I will quit after taking the case.But maybe because of the increasing age, life always forces people to align themselves with interests, especially when Fang Wen saw those old classmates who graduated successfully have cars and houses and their families are happy. More and more New Year's money was given out. When Fang Wen heard Zhang Li complain that the sewers in the house she rented were always clogged-this was a good opportunity to earn extra money and get a good job, but what he had to pay , but just write.

But this is fraud, this is fraud, Fang Wen thought of other authors, Donaldson wrote [-] words in one day, and bck—she had written millions of words but still didn't catch on.When Fang Wen thought of them, his heart seemed to be strangled. Even though his life was not smooth, how many people got something for nothing?He was in the circle, and he knew that even more people were getting something for nothing.

"Editor Fang?" Xu Yihan said slowly, "Have you considered it? Hey, don't be too nervous."

Fang Wen's palms were sweating, he straightened his back and raised his head to look directly at Xu Yihan, the words "I can't write" were rampant on his lips, and he was about to spit it out.

However, the phone vibrated.

Zhang Li sent a WeChat message: Woohoo, the landlord suddenly said that he was going to sell the house and asked me to move out within this week, what kind of person is this! ! !

"..."

Fang Wen's breath stopped, and suddenly he didn't know what to say. His mind was full of Zhang Li's affairs. Zhang Li was about to move, and Zhang Li wanted to rent a new house. Zhang Li accidentally said that he wanted to talk to him. Living together, Zhang Li is 25 this year after graduating from a master's degree, and he is already in his 30s and has nothing. Zhang Li is willing to be with him...

It seemed that a dark ghost had sneaked into his body, and without anyone noticing, he nodded on his behalf: "It's okay, Mr. Xu."

Xu Yihan smiled and nodded: "That's right, I'll transfer this week's money to you later, ah."

Fang Wen walked out of the office. He stood in a corner where no one passed by, and replied to Zhang Li's WeChat: "Don't worry, I will rent a bigger house, and you can move in with me."

At the same time, Zhao Xin closed the laptop.

He wrote [-] words all night, and the speed was much faster than the last time-just because he was lucky enough to get the first update, and he didn't need a lot of updates from other authors.

After the update, he was not in a hurry to go to sleep, but stayed in front of the computer and refreshed the comment area over and over again.Although he usually reads comments, he always glances at them briefly - he is used to those praises and slanders, and he doesn't care anymore.

To be honest, he has never cared more about readers' comments than he does now.

"Xin Xin, come and eat something." The mother walked into the room carrying a fruit plate. There was an apple and a handful of cherries on the plate, both of which had been washed.

Zhao Xin picked up a cherry and put it into his mouth, and smiled at his mother: "It's so sweet."

"41 catties, can you not be sweet?" Mother also smiled, "Ready to sleep?"

"Ah."

"Oh, do you want to make a phone call before going to bed? Do you want me to avoid it?"

Zhao Xin looked at his mother helplessly: "Mom, you also know everything?"

"Your father told me." Mother paused, put away her smile and said seriously, "Actually, your father has always cared about you, and he has seen yours... But he never told you about it. "

Zhao Xin whispered, "I know he cares about me."

"I criticized him yesterday. How can someone speak so badly?" The mother put down the fruit plate and shook her head. "My son can write fairy tales well."

Zhao Xin: "Mom—you don't have to do this, I'm also at fault."

Zhao Xin originally excitedly wanted to go to Gancheng to find Liu Yusheng, but was disheartened by his father's questioning - and then the father and son had a quarrel.It's a bit funny to say, he is nearly [-] years old, Professor Zhao is over [-] years old, the two men quarreled until they blushed and their necks were thick, and it ended with Professor Zhao slamming the door and leaving.

Recalling the scene at that time, Zhao Xin admitted that he was too angry-or panicked.What his father said hit his weakness precisely: what he doubted in his heart was whether Liu Yusheng could accept the company of a disabled person.Leaving the Internet and text, this disabled person is not the Donaldson who has responded to everyone, he is just a disabled person.

The more vulnerable he was, the more stubbornly he refused to admit it, so that he finally snarled at his father: "Then why didn't you vaccinate me back then?!" It was too late, Professor Zhao's complexion changed drastically, and his whole expression turned gray and defeated.After a while, he closed the door forcefully and left Zhao Xin's house.

"Hey, how can there be so many mistakes in the family?" The mother patted Zhao Xin on the shoulder, "Your father is also in a hurry, you have only been with that boy for a few days, and you are going to find him—you alone We are worried about going to other places. Besides, how much do you know about that boy? Do you know what is going on in his family? "

"..."

"Your father is mainly afraid that you will be hurt, and so am I—one day we will not be able to accompany you, and then you will have to face everything alone."

Zhao worked hard and smiled: "Mom, I'm almost thirty."

"I know you are almost thirty, but parents always feel that the child is still young. Especially because your body is inconvenient. In a small city like Gancheng, the facilities for the disabled are definitely not as good as those in Wuhan. Can we not worry?" The mother changed the subject and laughed again, "Maybe we are too nervous... It is normal for young people to do impulsive things when they are in love. Oh yes, I saw your little friend's Weibo, it is quite cute."

Zhao Xin smiled lowly: "Yes, he is very cute."

"Ask him to come to Wuhan, let us meet too? Your father is a very thoughtful person. If you let him meet the children, maybe he will feel relieved."

Of course Zhao Xin wanted Liu Yusheng to come to Wuhan, and he even planned where to take Liu Yusheng to play, where to go early, and where to go for supper.More than anyone else, he was looking forward to Liu Yusheng coming to Wuhan, living in his house, and sleeping on his bed—but he knew that now was not the time, as Liu Yusheng's mother was still in the hospital, and even if she was discharged, Liu Yusheng couldn't just say it. Come.

"Let's talk, Mom."

When mother was going to class, Zhao Xin called Liu Yusheng.

Liu Yusheng quickly picked it up with a brisk voice: "Zhao Xin."

"What are you doing?" Just being called by his name, Zhao Xin couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"Mopping the floor," Liu Yusheng breathed a little hurriedly, "My mother is leaving the hospital tomorrow, so I have to clean up the house in advance."

"So cute."

"Yes," Liu Yusheng replied with a smile, "Really."

"Yusheng," Zhao Xin lowered his voice, "call again."

"what?"

"The one you called on Weibo."

Liu Yusheng choked up: "No...not anymore."

Zhao Xin insisted: "I want to hear it."

"..."

"Good boy," Zhao Xin coaxed him softly, "Just one word."

Liu Yusheng was silent, and his shallow breath fell into Zhao Xin's ear through the phone.

After a while, he called out in a voice that couldn't be softer: "...Brother."

Zhao Xin was startled, feeling a warm current in his chest.He almost blurted out "Come to Wuhan", but held back abruptly.He knows what to call this emotion: worrying about gains and losses.He could coax Liu Yusheng to call him brother as if confirming his sovereignty, but he could no longer ask Liu Yusheng to come to Wuhan, because he knew that this would make Liu Yusheng difficult, and also because he knew that Liu Yusheng would not refuse.

He was determined to find Liu Yusheng. If he couldn't do it now, he could wait.He knew that he was not qualified to ask Liu Yusheng to drop everything for him, and he was even less qualified to ask Liu Yusheng to have enough courage to accompany him for the rest of his life.

He is not qualified, but he is willing to work hard for it.

He wanted to find him, even if it was in a wheelchair that he didn't want to show others.