44 Message from the Universe
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The ball-running sister's eyes flickered as she typed a series of question marks on the computer screen.
Ni Yue bit his lower lip hard and nodded solemnly.
The ball-running sister smiled awkwardly, her beautiful big eyes curved into two crescents.
Never mind, at least it was the forehead he kissed, not the mouth! Besides, I often observe Xu's face when I take a shower. Actually, he looks okay, not ugly, haha ...
They are clearly all Chinese characters, but they appear to be stacked high and low, like a row of little people laughing.
Ni Yue's face flushed red with embarrassment, and he muttered softly: "I don't care whether he is ugly or not, that kiss gave me goose bumps!..."
She sighed heavily and added, "Forget it. It's all my fault for inviting a wolf into the house. From now on, I will never invite men to my house to drink casually again!"
Hahahahahahahaha, who made you as likable as the heroine in my book!
Sister Paoqiu kept teasing Ni Yue, but after just a while, she looked tired.
"What's wrong? Are you tired? Do you want to lie down and rest?" Ni Yue asked, grabbing her slender wrist.
The corners of Sister Paoqiu's mouth twitched, her vocal cords hoarse deep in her throat, and she uttered a series of incoherent, friction-filled whispers: "No, I won't lie down... Later... there will be plenty of time to lie down..."
Ni Yue was surprised to find that her pronunciation was much more unclear than the last time they met. In fact, they had only not seen each other for a week.
I couldn't help but frowned, not daring to ask her if her condition had worsened, so I had to ask indirectly: "Have you not had enough rest recently?
My sleep is indeed not very good. I always wake up in the middle of the night and can't fall asleep again for a long time after waking up.
"Are you worried about something?" Ni Yue regretted the words as soon as he said them. He felt like a fool. Asking a patient if he had something bothering him was like asking a person who had been hungry for three days if he wanted to eat.
The ball-running sister nodded slightly.
Actually, I've been a little worried about my novel recently.
Seeing this line of words, Ni Yue was shocked.
No matter how busy she is, every time she sees the update notification of "Changle Road Love and Night", she will rush there as soon as possible, at least to grab a sofa before reading.
The novel's plot is reaching its climax. The heroine is defrauded, and years of resentment in her family erupts, pushing her life to its lowest point. At the same time, the struggle between her and the two male protagonists reaches its limit. The male protagonist, a domineering boss, forces his love and secretly uses his money, while the second male protagonist, a sea king and an artistic man, offers all kinds of thoughtful warmth...
The ball-running sister's eyes were a little dim.
I feel that my health has been deteriorating recently, and I am afraid that I will never be able to finish this book.
Upon hearing this, Ni Yue became anxious. "Pfft, pfft, pfft, don't think like that. Your mindset is very important. Don't think that your health is getting worse. If you do, it will really get worse. You know the law of attraction! Besides, you're writing the most exciting part right now. I can feel your abundant emotions and thriving vitality between the lines. I think you can live another ten or twenty years without any problem!"
The ball-running sister smiled bitterly.
You don't know that writing novels is a double-edged sword for me. On the one hand, writing is the motivation that keeps me alive, but on the other hand, it also consumes my mind. Every time I finish updating, I feel like my body is hollowed out, and I have to rest for most of the day before I can conceive the next chapter.
After a short break, the running ball sister rolled her eyes again.
Imagine that you are driving a broken car to your destination - the other side you most want to reach, regardless of rain or shine, day or night, but once you reach your destination, your car is permanently scrapped. That’s how it feels - my body is a broken car.
"No, no!" Ni Yue choked up a little. "Your body is not a broken car, it's just temporarily out of gas. You need to refuel and rest! You are currently updating three times a week and resting on Sundays. I think you should change it to two updates a week, or even one update a week. Good things come late, and I have the patience to wait for you to finish slowly."
Haha, I changed it to one or two updates a week, I'm even more afraid that I won't be able to finish it! Also, you have no idea how crazy the comment section has been these past two days, the fans of the male lead and the male second are arguing with each other, and they only agree when I urge them to update... If I only update one or two chapters a week, I'm probably going to be scolded to death by them.
Ni Yue has been so busy these days that he has lost track of the world and hasn't posted much in the comment section. He has no idea what Sister Paoqiu said about the flourishing comment section.
Once upon a time, she, unaware of the truth, was also an active advocate for updates, wishing she could smash her keyboard into pieces and work day and night to update the novel to death. Now, of course, she doesn't think so. "You are a professional novelist. You must not be influenced by anyone, let alone be swayed by readers. Just write at your own pace and update whenever you want. Don't worry about not being able to finish it!"
So the question is, what if, I mean what if, I can't finish this book (ignoring the author's feelings for now), won't you, as a reader, have regrets?
Ni Yue was stunned. This question really embarrassed her: it would be a lie to say that she had no regrets. As a die-hard fan of Sister Paoqiu's books, she had always been immersed in reading, sharing the same feelings, sorrows and joys with the characters in the novel; but if she admitted that she had regrets, she was afraid that Sister Paoqiu would be overwhelmed.
After a moment's silence, she replied, "I've never thought about this question. Being able to read your words is a pleasure in itself. In comparison, whether it's finished or not isn't that important! And don't forget, you are the heroine of your own writing. If you fall, her life will also come to an end. What's the point of whether it's finished or not?"
Sister Paoqiu’s order for bathing assistance has been completed, and there is an order from a new customer in Pudong.
On the way home that night, Ni Yue couldn't wait to run to the comment section of Running Ball Sister to speak up for her:
"Oh my, everyone, stop rushing! Haste gets you nowhere!", "I'm not in a hurry at all. I firmly believe that Running Ball Sister will present the best story!", "Let's just be patient and not put pressure on her, okay?"...
After finishing the comments section, I opened the memo on my phone to update the status of Sister Running Ball. Due to time constraints, her essays have become shorter and shorter, and her style has also changed. There is less emotion and more rational thinking between the lines.
——This is a comment from the “Lantern Goddess”.
Ni Yue has always regarded writing as her extremely private personal property, but she often shares her short essays with Chen Yuang. Ever since he knew that she wrote short essays about bathing assistants, he has been chasing her to read her writings under the pretext of "field research" to understand bathing assistants, so he naturally became her only loyal reader.
When the two people don't meet, their WeChat communications are basically related to words and literature. Sometimes Ni Yue feels that this is much more romantic than chatting with each other for no apparent reason when they meet.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but chuckle twice, clicked save with her finger, opened Excel again, and updated the customer information, completely unaware of the two teammates chatting beside her.
"By the way, about my leave," Xu Zhiqian looked at Zhang Chenling in the rearview mirror. "I thought about it. Ningbo is close to Shanghai, only an hour by train. I only need a day and a half to go back. We don't have any orders this Sunday afternoon, so I can go back at noon and be back early the next morning. Is that okay?"
"What a coincidence! Uncle Zhong just told me that Mr. Wang's prostate surgery is scheduled for next Monday morning. Ni Yue and I will go to the hospital to accompany him. You can come back later in the morning. However," Zhang Chenling raised her eyebrows, "it's not easy for you to go back to your hometown. Why don't you stay for a while?"
Xu Zhiqian smiled bitterly. "When I was working at a big company, I had lots of dinners back home. After I lost my job, my friends back home got the news one after another. Aside from a few people who kept asking about my well-being, most people stopped coming. Maybe they were afraid of embarrassing me, so I just came and went quietly to avoid embarrassment..."
"No," Zhang Chenling shook her head in denial, "I'm talking about your family!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her cheeks getting hot. She had always acted like a boss, but now she suddenly started asking about other people's private affairs. Was this a collapse of her image?
"Oh..." Feeling the concern in Zhang Chenling's tone, Xu Zhiqian was a little excited, and his Adam's apple trembled. However, there were some things that were not convenient to say in front of Ni Yue, so he just said it in one go: "I don't want to disturb my family when I go back this time. I might just find a hotel to stay for one night."
"Oh!" Zhang Chenling stopped asking questions and turned to look out the window.
At this moment, their van was driving onto the Lupu Bridge. The huge steel arch ribs on both sides of the bridge drew arcs on the sky and flashed past their eyes quickly.
It's like frames from a movie.
Zhang Chenling couldn't help but play out a movie in her mind.
Recalling how she had recently helped Uncle Qian with free house cleaning and had beaten up Miss Zhuang's ex-husband's brother... she secretly laughed at herself, thinking that these heroic services at a loss were purely a losing business. When she was working in a housekeeping company, she would never do it and would not allow her subordinates to do it. But now, she would get carried away from time to time and get deeply involved in the clients' family affairs.
Although she was reluctant to admit it in her heart, Zhang Chenling felt that her behavior was becoming more and more like Ni Yue.
Thinking of this, she turned her head and glanced at the woman beside her. Her gaze lingered on that beautiful profile for a few seconds. She felt her eyes getting a little hot, and she quickly retracted her gaze and looked forward.
At the moment, the traffic is rolling, like the Milky Way rushing forward, and in the distance, the lights are just coming on, like stars.
She couldn't help but sigh that the Magic City was a vast universe, huge, gorgeous, and beautiful, but they were like ants, crawling into unknown crevices and corners every day to help those who had lost their sense of existence early on to take a bath.
Although she had never questioned the value of the profession of bath assistant, everything they did seemed so insignificant at this moment, and no one cared.
She sighed unconsciously.
Roll down the car window and let the moist breeze blow towards your forehead, blowing away the negative energy that has been occupying your brain for the last second.
Thinking about the upcoming weekend when the interview program "Shangshan Ruoshui" will be broadcast to hundreds of millions of people, Zhang Chenling became excited again.
Suddenly, a mysterious force began to stir in her body. She keenly realized that it was a message from the universe, telling her that her destiny was about to change dramatically.
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