——Have you ever seen a game that you can play when you are bored but requires you to lose your whole life to play it?

Chu Li tightened his hands under the table, but he didn't catch anything. He just grabbed at the air in vain.

"I was away from home, so I asked a friend to help me open a small account to complete the task. He is an author from the New Shield Society. We have set up a group called 'Togashi Yoshihiro Support Association' to jointly prosper the manuscript-free business..." Jiang Yucheng crossed his legs to help smooth things over, while kicking Zhaochuan across the table, "Are you dumb? Don't you know how to explain?"

Zhuchuan ignored him.

He just looked at Chu Li from beginning to end. When she rubbed her eyes and turned to look at him, she felt anxious and angry. So he held it in for a long time before saying something that probably shouldn't be said at this time: "I don't know what she wants, what's the explanation?"

At this time, lunch was served. Chu Li moved the corners of his lips, said nothing, and lowered his head to eat.

After finishing her meal, she checked her phone and found an excuse to go to the printing factory to see the cover of "The Lost Amusement Park" and left early - everyone knew that the printing factory might not be working on weekends, and she just found an excuse to make the "unpleasant parting" seem less "unpleasant".

After the first ceremony left.

Zhuchuan and Jiang Yucheng changed places and found an open-air teahouse, where they drank tea and smoked.

Looking at the man sitting opposite her, puffing away at the smoke and looking at the frowning and silent man from beginning to end, Jiang Yucheng lazily lit a cigarette: "In fact, she just lacks a sense of security. This is the difference in the understanding between men and women. Sometimes men think that doing everything they should do and living a good life in peace is a kind of commitment; women, however, think that diamond rings, flowers and a precious and romantic ceremony are equally important. If you don't do it, you are just wasting your time and can find someone else to live the same life."

"..." Zhuchuan held the cigarette butt and changed his sitting position, "Where can I find another person?"

When he spoke, his tone was depressed and full of resentment.

"Besides confessing your love to each other on Weibo, have you two sat down and talked about it seriously?" Jiang Yucheng asked, "Have you told each other seriously that you two are going to be together?"

After a slight pause, Zhuchuan raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Yucheng for the first time since an hour ago.

Jiang Yucheng smiled and said, "Obviously not."

Zhuochuan: "How do you know?"

Jiang Yucheng: "From the uncertainty between her words and in her eyes, I always felt that I still had a chance, so I knew that it was obviously not."

Zhuchuan extinguished the spark of his cigarette in the ashtray, as if the cigarette butt in his hand was Jiang Yucheng's neck. The man's breath was faintly scented with tobacco, and the white smoke exhaled from his lips made his facial features blurry, and the gloom that seemed to be caused by the cigarette butt also deepened...

"Stay away from her, she's already mine."

Jiang Yucheng put down the purple clay cup in his hand, pointed at the tip of Zhaochuan's nose and laughed: "If you could say this in front of Chu Li, there wouldn't be so much trouble. Why are you pretending to be so great in front of me now..."

"What?"

"'I'm your boyfriend'."

“…”

Jiang Yucheng looked at Zhaochuan with a bewildered look on his face, which was almost as if he had written "what the fuck is going to say"... So Jiang Yucheng relaxed as well - he looked down on himself by treating this emotional idiot as a love rival... The man waved his hands: "Forget it, don't say anything, it's good to die in silence like this - I won't give you any advice, I wish you would be dumped soon so that I can take your place."

“…”

"No, I guess in Chu Li's eyes, you weren't even dumped. At most, it was just a romantic affair that ended in vain."

...Romance? Zhao Chuan paused as he was about to pick up the second cigarette and put it to his lips, then looked up at the guy sitting across the table with a smirk on his face - he had always been better than him since he was a child, from school to the literary world, and now even women were trying to compete with him for love, and he even talked about his love experience, with an annoying look that said, "Why would someone like you talk about love?"

"I don't know what sin I have committed by liking someone like you who is so ignorant of worldly matters that you are mentally retarded. I'm glad Chu Li likes me," Jiang Yucheng said. "I will happily tell the world on Weibo that I have left the group, and then tag... uh, the official Weibo of Moonlight magazine?"

“…”

He even happily told the world that he was leaving the group.

exaggeration.

Being together is a matter for two people.

What is the point of announcing it to the whole world?

Not a star——

Plus, if your readers who are like wolves and tigers know that this is true, they will definitely come up with a bloody drama about the editor using her position to hook up with the idol author, and they will eat her alive...

Zhuchuan snorted while holding the cigarette in his mouth, and cursed in his heart, "Superficial", and then as if he remembered something, he raised the corners of his lips and sneered: "...Everything is indeed ready, but it's a pity that she doesn't like you."

"There is nothing that time cannot change."

The confident tone made Zhao Chuan's raised lips flatten...

"…You are dreaming."

Tsk.

I really want to cut off his tongue.

That night, Hirokawa half-avoided himself and chatted with Jiang Yucheng until ten o'clock before going home.

When I got home, I realized I was worrying too much, because the house was pitch dark, and Er Gouzi was lying on the sofa, so hungry that he only had the energy to raise his head and look at him when he heard the door open...

Because no one was at home, the heating was not on, and the wooden floor was freezing cold... The man closed the door, not even having time to change his shoes, and took out his cell phone to send a text message to a familiar number: Where are you?

【Stay at Ah Xiang's home for two days.】

【？ 】

["The Lost Amusement Park" is about to go to press. With the lesson of "Little Fairy", who dares not to follow the whole process this time? It's too troublesome to run every day. Ah Xiang's home is only two subway stops away from the printing factory, so close... I can sleep a little longer in the morning. ]

She spoke in a natural tone.

For good reason.

It was as if nothing had happened, and I suddenly moved out because of a disagreement, but I just really wanted to sleep an extra hour in the morning...

In the dark house, the man stood at the entrance holding his mobile phone, feeling so upset that he was about to flip the roof over. He thought, "You didn't even feed this dog, don't you feel guilty? You ran away from home after a disagreement, you must be too powerful. There's too much money in your bank card, right? It's probably the bonus from the big sale of "Luohe Divine Book" last year..."

“…”

Can.

It seems that the funds for "running away from home" were sponsored by him personally.

In the darkness, the man was so angry that he felt his hairline had risen by one millimeter. However, after racking his brains, he found that he had no way to expose her at all - until the back of his hand was nudged by a wet dog nose, and Er Gouzi rubbed him from his ear with a hum, and he seemed to come to his senses...

He replied concisely with an "OK".

——Little did he know that this was the second mistake he made today.

——If Jiang Yucheng knew about this, he would probably be so angry that he wasted several hours in the afternoon explaining to you how women say one thing and mean another, but all of it went in one ear and out the other. Then, the next second, he would applaud with joy: Well done.

…