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This is a product of my imagination, and I apologize for any out-of-character moments (although I think they were all supposed to have this arrogant personality).
No, I am the author.
Then I won't apologize (just kidding).
Title: How Lin Bairan Can Exclusively Possess Jiang Moyun's Love
First author: Jing13
Instructor: Lin Bairan
You are now a Lin Bairan.
You are now in direct conversation with the author.
She showed you a book.
This is the little world where your story takes place.
However: "Chronic Illness? What a terrible name, it sounds bad. Change it and get a more auspicious one."
13: "..."
13: "If you're so good, then you do it..."
Jing13 angrily threw down her pen, but under Lin Bairan's silent gaze, she felt increasingly guilty. She silently picked up the pen and smiled awkwardly, "Okay, what do you want to change it to?"
However, he said, "I want a story that is romantic but not too sentimental, festive but not too tacky, and that people can immediately tell that it is a happy and beautiful love story between me and my sister, Lin Bairan and Jiang Moyun. That's it, I won't make things difficult for you, it's a very simple request."
13: "..."
(I really want to strike, but I feel so guilty towards him, I feel a little guilty. To put it another way, can't I just really strike? I feel so guilty, I want to strike...)
However, she said, "Why haven't you said anything for so long? Can't you even think of a name?"
13: "..."
13: "It's really hard to get you two to stay together..."
(The voice gradually faded under Lin Bairan's gaze.)
Suddenly, she looked in horror at the blade in Lin Bairan's hand.
13: "...Yeah, right!"
13: "Not difficult at all, haha, I'll figure it out right away. First, we need to delete Wen Yushen..." 13's expression turned complicated, but her excellent facial expression management allowed her to quickly recover. "Then we'll avoid a car accident... and finally, we'll design a romantic encounter... Ha, it's perfect!"
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"You've worked hard. Here, have some water and wipe your sweat," the assistant greeted Jiang Moyun, who had just come down from the stage.
Jiang Moyun was panting heavily, her face and body covered in sweat that kept pouring down her cheeks. She took the water her assistant handed her and drank it all in one gulp.
"Oh dear, drink slowly, don't choke." The assistant took the cup and couldn't help but start nagging again.
Jiang Moyun glanced at her, signaling her to shut up. As she turned her head, she suddenly noticed the flowers next to the dressing table. She was in a good mood, picked up the flowers and looked at them, but then she suddenly found a note—"Miss Jiang, I look forward to having dinner with you," followed by the time and place.
She couldn't help but frown. "Who brought him in this time? What gives them the nerve to think I have to have dinner with them?"
"Um... Miss, it's that the master... um... it's not a blind date... it's just... um, he wants you two to get to know each other." The assistant stammered for a while before finally finishing her sentence.
"You're sick because he's sick? How can you still be so stupid after being with me for so long? I'm not going. You can go if you want, or he can go by himself."
"Miss..." Jiang Moyun glared at him, and the assistant shut up sheepishly.
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"Miss, Master wants you to come home for dinner today. Would you like to go back to the old house or..." The driver hesitated, noticing her unhappy expression. Everyone knew how spoiled this young lady of the Jiang family was. Her father and sister were both ruthless characters, and she had been unruly and domineering since childhood. Although she never abused her power, if you displeased her, you'd be in for a world of trouble. Even Master had suffered countless humiliations at her hands.
"I'm not going back!" Jiang Moyun was furious at the thought of her father's constant nagging about marriage these past few days. "I'm going back to my own house... Fine, take me to the nearby movie theater."
"Okay." The driver silently shut his mouth, not saying another word, for fear of getting into trouble.
The weather was lovely today. Although it was summer, it wasn't too hot because of the rain that had fallen this morning. The rain washed away the sweltering heat and grime, leaving behind a refreshing coolness. Lingering clouds dotted the clear blue sky, and verdant willows lightly touched the rippling water. But Jiang Moyun was restless and paid no attention to the beautiful scenery outside the window.
...
"Miss, we've arrived. I'll come back to pick you up when we're done." The driver opened the car door and reached out to help her out.
"No need, you can go home now." Jiang Moyun didn't let him help her, got out of the car on her own, and waved her hand irritably.
"Alright." The driver watched her walk into the movie theater and then drove away.
Entering the cinema, Jiang Moyun didn't even check the names; she simply bought a ticket for a movie that was about to start and headed towards the theater. She didn't even know what movies were showing recently; she just didn't want to go back to the old house and suffer her father's recent, almost manic, pressure to get married, nor did she want to go back to her own cold and empty house. So she came to the cinema to kill time and join in the fun. Unexpectedly, the movie was starting in about ten minutes, but there were only a few people in the theater. Jiang Moyun counted; the theater could hold dozens of people, and including her, there were only four.
Today really felt like nothing was going right.
Jiang Moyun sighed helplessly, then simply curled up in her seat and closed her eyes to rest.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, she suddenly heard a rustling sound and smelled a very tempting aroma. She groggily opened her eyes and found a boy sitting next to her with a small bag of food in his arms.
Jiang Moyun was a little dazed and stared at him for a long time. Just as she realized that it was impolite and was about to look away, the boy suddenly turned his head as if he sensed something, and the two of them made eye contact.
An awkward silence spread between the two of them.
As Jiang Moyun was trying to come up with a reasonable explanation for her impolite behavior, or a natural way to look away, the boy spoke first, "What a coincidence! In such a big theater, we actually got seats next to each other."
As he spoke, he held up the bag he was carrying. "Do you want some? I'll share some with you. It smells delicious, doesn't it? My grandma's pea flour cakes are absolutely amazing. I dare say that in all of Beijing, no one dares to claim to be number one if she claims to be number two!" As he spoke, he had already stuffed a piece into his mouth. The cake wasn't big, and he took a big bite. Then, as if by magic, he pulled out a cup and took a big gulp. It smelled like sour plum juice.
This slight sourness whets the appetite and makes one's mouth water.
The boy even handed the bag directly to Jiang Moyun, doubling the temptation. Jiang Moyun ultimately couldn't resist and reached out to take a piece. "Thank you." The moment the pea cake entered her mouth, Jiang Moyun knew the boy was right. Despite being the simplest, most common flavor, it had a unique charm. Even though Jiang Moyun had initially been mindful of maintaining her composure and not eating too many sweets, she too succumbed to this irresistible taste.
She shamelessly asked for another piece, and the boy generously placed the pastry between them, saying, "Take whatever you want. How can you watch a movie without snacks?"
Before the movie was even halfway over, the two of them had already devoured almost the entire bag of pea flour cakes.
Jiang Moyun suddenly snapped out of her daze. "My God, how could she have eaten all of someone else's food for so long and finished it all! Jiang Moyun, are you a reincarnated starving ghost? Are you crazy?" She couldn't help but curse herself in her heart.
Just as she was about to offer the boy some compensation, she saw that he was engrossed in the movie, so she kept quiet and decided to talk to him after the movie ended.
She turned back to watch the movie seriously, but it was an art film, obscure and difficult to understand, not at all in Jiang Moyun's taste. "No wonder there weren't many people here." She suddenly regretted that when buying the ticket, she only asked for a ticket to the nearest movie and didn't choose the genre.
Perhaps because she had just eaten a lot of pea flour cake, and the movie was too boring, Jiang Moyun actually fell asleep while watching it.
...
"Hey, wake up." It sounded like a voice kept calling her from beside her. "The movie's over."
"Movie? What movie...!" Jiang Moyun suddenly opened her eyes, only then realizing that she had not only fallen asleep during the movie, but had also finished all the pea cakes the boy next to her had eaten.
Seeing the barely suppressed smile on the boy's face, Jiang Moyun thought with a sense of despair, "How embarrassing."
She covered her face in despair, but clearly heard a suppressed laugh. She couldn't help but say, "Stop laughing!"
"Hahahaha, sorry, but I really... hahahahahahahahahaha." At this point, the boy couldn't hold back anymore and burst into laughter.
Jiang Moyun lowered her hand and saw his awkward expression as he tried to suppress his laughter but couldn't hold it in. She couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The two of them laughed like that for ages, trying to stop several times but accidentally meeting each other's eyes, and now they just couldn't stop. Finally, a cleaning staff member reminded them that the next movie was about to start and they needed to clear the theater. Only then did they manage to straighten up, take several deep breaths to relieve the oxygen deprivation caused by laughing so hard, and leave the theater together.
Stepping out of the dimly lit movie theater, it wasn't too late yet, and the streets were still bustling with the lively atmosphere of everyday life. As the space opened up, Jiang Moyun felt as if much of the day's gloom had dissipated; the earlier misunderstanding had inadvertently relieved her worries.
Turning her head, she saw that the boy was already preparing to leave, waving goodbye to her. Under the light, Jiang Moyun finally saw his face clearly; he was quite handsome. His smile was sincere, his eyes crinkling, and a strand of hair on his head was blowing in the wind. A small canine tooth was faintly visible at the corner of his mouth. "I'm leaving now. It was nice meeting you. See you again someday."
Jiang Moyun was about to raise her hand to say goodbye when she suddenly remembered the bag of pea flour cakes she had finished. Seeing that the man had already turned to leave, she hurriedly said, "Hey, wait a minute."
The boy heard her call and looked at her in confusion.
"How much is your pea flour cake..." Jiang Moyun suddenly realized that it was disrespectful to try to get rid of the other party with money, so she quickly changed her words, "Give me your contact information, thank you for today, I'll treat you to dinner sometime."
"Then I'll gladly accept your offer." His cute little tiger tooth reappeared, and he flashed a bright smile. "Hello, let's formally introduce ourselves. My name is Lin Bairan."
"The white of purity, the naturalness of nature."
He extended his hand to Jiang Moyun, who smiled and shook his hand, then introduced herself in his manner, "Jiang Moyun, Mo as in ink, Yun as in cloud."
The cool evening breeze dispelled the heat of early summer evenings, and at this moment, the thread of fate laid a light but firm knot, gently weaving together a future that may be slightly flawed, but is bright and beautiful.
If it weren't for those things,
Perhaps this is the story you were meant to have.
This is just one of the most common possibilities out of millions.
...
Ran: "That's it?"
13: "?"
13: "What else do you want? Do you think writing three thousand words is easy?" (He's unreasonable but arrogant.)
Lin Bairan read this short passage over and over again for a long time, then pursed his lips and said, "It's passable. The tone is quite cheerful, but... it lacks a bit of romance."
13: (Starts to paint a picture) "It will get more and more romantic later on, I just haven't written it yet... Oh! That's not important. Besides, people meeting, getting to know each other, falling in love, and even separating are all very romantic things in themselves."
Stories unfold naturally in this vast world. No matter how difficult the beginning or how rushed the ending, the very occurrence of these stories is precious enough and worthy of being remembered.
However, she said, "You're right, but please don't mention that word, thank you."
13: (Shuts up sheepishly)
However, I think we can write a few more versions and compare them carefully, adding more details. There are bound to be countless wonderful possibilities between my sister and me, but I definitely want the most perfect version... Also, we need to pay attention to these points, otherwise the beauty of our relationship won't be fully expressed...
13: "Ahhh, please stop! I really can't write anymore 55555"
However, he said, "Stop yelling and get to writing."
Lin Bairan can never be satisfied.
Lin Bairan is a greedy little dog.
But it doesn't matter, because if there really is a next life, Jiang Moyun will no longer be Jiang Moyun, and she will probably have a beloved little dog.
And she will give this puppy lots and lots of love.
He loved her as much as a puppy.
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