The room was usually very quiet at night.

But today is very unusual.

Because Li Qiuran came.

As always, Zhou Chu stayed in his room writing.

Outside the room, bursts of laughter echoed.

It's like when Tang Sanzang was meditating, he was surrounded by beautiful women.

This is pure torture.

Even with headphones on, he still couldn't block out the noise from outside.

Zhou Chu was very curious about what they were talking about outside.

What could possibly make Gao Qinyi so happy?

I don't understand.

After writing about a thousand words.

There was a knock on the door.

It was Li Qiuran's voice: "As the host, you wouldn't treat your guests like this, would you?"

"So how are you going to entertain me?" He didn't open the door, or even get up; he simply took off his headphones.

"Okay, tell me the title of your book, and I'll go take a look." Li Qiuran gently turned the doorknob, and sure enough, it wouldn't open.

"No."

What a joke! How could I possibly tell her something so important?

If she finds out that my book is about Gao Qinyi, wouldn't that be a death sentence?

"Let me guess."

After being rejected by Zhou Chu, Li Qiuran's interest did not diminish but instead intensified.

"Sister Qin? Sister Qin, where are you? Quickly pull her away." Zhou Chu could only pin his hopes on Gao Qinyi's ruthless methods.

Soon, Gao Qinyi's voice could be heard outside the door.

"There's nothing I can do about it."

What do you mean there's no way? They're clearly in cahoots!

Lacking any good ideas for advancing the plot, Zhou Chu sighed, closed the laptop, turned around, and opened the door.

Two women, one tall and one short, stood prominently at the entrance, resembling guardian deities protecting the room.

"Today's task is complete." Zhou Chu stopped Li Qiuran, who was eager to enter the room. "Just say what you need to say."

"It's nothing." Li Qiuran leaned against the doorframe, looking up at Zhou Chu because she was short: "I just wanted to see your masterpiece..."

"Sister Qin, you didn't tell her, did you?" Zhou Chu looked at Gao Qinyi beside him.

"I didn't tell."

"If you really want to read it, I have a good book to recommend to you." Zhou Chu stopped them from leaving the room and led them into the living room.

"What book? Did you write it?"

"No." Zhou Chu thought for a moment and answered seriously, "But its style is not much different from mine, but its level and grades are much better than mine, so it's worth reading. The book is titled 'Senior, Stop Talking'."

“I understand.” Li Qiuran nodded. “Then your book title should be similar, it must have the words ‘senior sister’ in it.”

Zhou Chu was speechless.

I never expected Li Qiuran to be so clever in a place like this!

But he still shook his head against his conscience: "No."

“Then it must be.” Li Qiuran looked at Zhou Chu, then at Gao Qinyi, clearly even more certain of her judgment.

Under such questioning, she will surely discover more clues.

Zhou Chu decided to end the conversation, walked between the two women, and went straight to the living room to turn on the TV.

Sometimes when he's typing in his room, he can hear the TV.

Although television often serves only as background noise.

"Let's watch TV." Zhou Chu grabbed a chair but didn't sit directly on the sofa.

The sofa is small; although it looks big enough for three people, it would be too cramped for three people.

I pressed the power button, and the news broadcast quickly appeared on the TV screen.

The boot time seems a bit off.

It's only 7:10, and at this hour it seems like every TV station is broadcasting the evening news.

The TV screen was a large LCD screen, and the viewing distance was quite close, so the host's face was very clear.

"You like watching this?" Li Qiuran complained, but her body still sat down on the sofa.

Of course, it's the side that's farther away from Zhou Chu.

They're a couple; no matter how naive she is, she wouldn't sit in the middle.

Gao Qinyi sat in the middle as if it were her own business, glanced at the TV, and then turned on her phone.

All three of them were scrolling through their phones.

Television simply provides a sound, at least it can make people feel less lonely.

"I'll go wash a pear." Zhou Chu stood up.

He noticed that Li Qiuran would occasionally look up at him, as if she had something to say to Gao Qinyi.

The sound of the faucet drowned out everything.

He didn't want to listen in the first place.

He had only just returned.

Then I saw Gao Qinyi and Li Qiuran stand up.

"Li Qiuran and I are going to take a shower."

"You two shower together?"

"Of course not!" Gao Qinyi grabbed a pear and was about to throw it at him.

He caught it with his backhand and took a bite.

It's quite sweet, the kind of crisp and sweet.

"Isn't our water heater a bit slow? I'll go show her how to use it, so she doesn't burn herself!"

Zhou Chu nodded.

He didn't pay much attention to this issue.

Anyway, he showers very quickly, and he usually showers after Gao Qinyi, so the temperature is just right when he goes in.

There weren't many romantic fantasies while taking a shower; the bathroom mostly smelled of shower gel.

Even the strongest feminine fragrance pales in comparison to shower gel.

Hearing the door lock click shut, Li Qiuran returned.

I happened to be sitting on the sofa.

"Did Sister Qin go in to take a shower?"

As soon as he asked the question, Zhou Chu felt that it was somewhat of a rhetorical question.

Especially when you hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

“That’s right.” Li Qiuran leaned back on the sofa, aimlessly changing channels with the remote control in her hand.

After searching for a while without finding anything interesting, she had no choice but to put down the remote and turn to look at Zhou Chu.

“Tell me the truth, sister.” Li Qiuran sat up straight, clearly putting on airs: “To be honest, I know quite a few people. If you tell me the name of the book, I’ll recommend it to you in exchange, how about that?”

"Not very good." Zhou Chu waved his hand.

Although she knows many people, probably not many of them have a reading habit.

There are even fewer loyal readers of this site.

And most importantly, their social circles even overlap to some extent!

Gao Qinyi wanted to help him promote his work, but he refused.

If someone he knows recognizes the prototype of this story, wouldn't he be in deep trouble?

You can just go and jump into the sea, okay?

"To be honest, I'm quite curious about how you'll portray your relationship with Sister Qin."

What do you think it should be like?

"It's hard to explain. Your relationship is more like the rain clearing and the rainbow bridge. There are too many stories and too many emotions mixed together. Even Sister Qin, who has experienced it herself, can't fully understand it. How can I, an outsider, explain it?"