Please forgive me
Yu Ran made up his mind not to renew his contract once it expired and to leave.
Jiang Liu's job opportunity was a timely help to him, and Yu Ran repaid the kindness with his diligent work attitude.
Do your utmost.
Taking my physical condition into consideration, the contract was for six months, and there are more than four months left.
Yu Ran gazed into the distance, jumping straight to the future four months later, just to make things clear.
He took out "The Same Moment as Water and Fire" from under his pillow and casually turned a page. A handwritten note was sandwiched among the printed words, which was particularly eye-catching - it was a description of Jiang Liu's appearance.
Later, he sealed the scrap of paper in plastic, punched holes in it, and threaded a ribbon through it to make a small bookmark. Yu Ran suddenly felt the significance of this bookmark. It had been placed between the established days, dividing the boundaries of time, guiding him, and becoming the place where the next chapter began.
He snapped it back. The subtext of "making the best use of something" was that it had only this use. He turned to look at the words "burning wish" on the spine of the book.
Burning Wish. Originally, it simply meant "a smoldering wish," but now it also means a person is reborn in the embers of a burning wish.
Yu Ran sat in front of the computer, wanting to retrieve his author ID and password. It wasn’t difficult, he just had to use facial recognition.
One second, two seconds, three seconds—this long-lost scene! Upon logging in, the screen turned gray, sympathetic to its owner's distress; the pile of long-unupdated text turned to cyber dust, and a smoldering, fresh gaze scanned it again and again.
The private message box in the background was overwhelmed with concerns from all over the world. Some people even changed their ID to "Ranyuan Dada will not change his online name even if he does not recover."
The last private message from this person was: "Day 401." Today is the 401st day since Yu Ran stopped writing.
Scroll up, "Day 400."
"Day 399."
"Day 398."
“…”
"Day 402, I'm back. Thank you for your support." Yu Ranka replied at 0:00.
It was difficult to reply to all the private messages, but Yu Ran read through about a hundred of them, his feelings etched in his heart. He turned to read the comments under each chapter, and found something very strange: why did he always pin someone's comment to the top?
Sometimes he would praise, sometimes he would give suggestions, or discuss the plot, speculate on subsequent developments, or just leave a system-default message... No matter what was sent, Yu Ran rarely replied, but all of them were pinned to the top.
This person posted a comment - Yu Ran pinned it, this link is almost becoming an anti-counterfeiting mark for books!
"Xiaoshen anti-counterfeiting label performs stably."
"Xiaoxiao, as long as you give the word, we will immediately support you as the new great god!"
"The fake male protagonist is someone, and the real male protagonist is God Xiao!"
"Anyone support Xiao Xiao and Ran Yuan? Delete if inappropriate qwq" It's worth mentioning that someone corrected this comment: "Xiao Shen prefers the three-point water "Xiao", it is said that there are three water drops in his name~"
Yu Ran just glanced past it without looking carefully.
Of course, some new fans were curious about the true identity of "Xiaoxiao" and asked around, and got all kinds of answers.
The more normal ones are lovers, relatives, close friends, writing partners or number one supporters.
The most imaginative parts include periods, transition paragraphs, the spirit of the editor who urges the manuscript to be submitted, and the role of connecting the previous and the next...
"Xiaoxiao" should be the original ID. Now, of course, it is called "Account Deleted." As Yu Ran thought about this, he felt more and more that he had lost contact with an important person.
…
The next day he contacted the editor and added him back on WeChat.
The editor's name is Fuka.
"Welcome home~Ran!" She sent a voice message.
"Teacher Fuka, it makes me feel relieved to hear your voice again." Yu Ran said sincerely. The voice sounded strange, but the warmth remained unchanged, blowing from a very far away place.
He then briefly recounted what had happened in the year since he disappeared. Fuka listened patiently, having actually heard all about it from Yu Lei a long time ago.
Getting back to the topic, talking about the contract and future plans, Yu Ran said that he could start a new article right away.
"Congratulations!" Fuka said that she would communicate with the platform to build momentum for Yu Ran's return.
Behind Yu Ran's polite refusal lay an irreversible determination. This time, he would rely on himself in every aspect.
As for the new book, he wasn't just saying it was "ready to start." He'd been meaning to write about it before but had put it off, so why not seize the opportunity and follow his heart?
The small plastic bookmark cut a black hole in the tightly sealed page. Yu Ran knew the description by heart, so he pulled it out of the book, compared it with the text, and typed it on the keyboard without making any mistakes.
"His bangs, slanting to the right, gradually grow to chin level, with loose hair gathered on the left. A pearl earring pops out. I look up at his face—his face is like a pear blossom covered in morning dew, but his eyes are a bit rude, unceremoniously grabbing the focus of others' attention and forcing them to willingly drown in his gaze. Then, with thin lips pursed, he glances at you provocatively yet innocently."
Yu Ran didn't drink Coke and Mentos, but how come he was so excited just after typing this paragraph - he loved the feeling of rewriting!
His motivation for writing "Fire and Water" came from the purest love for literature; after becoming famous, he did not shy away from loving talent, money, himself, the achievements he created with his own hands, and his violent ambition.
The luck of loving yourself: skipping the period of being an unknown newcomer.
Unexpectedly, every step in life has its own destiny. A year ago, he might have truly been one in a million, a rare talent, but “one” also means being alone, and rare feathers can easily wither and unicorn horns can easily break; a year later, he had come full circle and was back to his rookie days.
Fortunately, he never forgot his original intention, and love was injected into his pen again.
If he finished writing the first chapter with divine help, he would not publish it. Firstly, he should not be too hasty and it would be best to make an outline of the article. Secondly, the new article needs to be published on an auspicious day!
After staying up until almost one o'clock, Yu Ran contentedly crawled into bed. WeChat happened to ring, and at this moment it could only be Jiang Liu.
Jiang Liu sent an emoticon package for the first time!
It was a little kitten peeking out from the flowers, and then three cursive words slowly appeared above its head: Are you there?
"Yes, what do you want to eat tomorrow?" Yu Ran asked calmly, although he replied immediately.
After a long time, Jiang Liu sent a video.
Yu Ran saw the cover of the video clearly and was very surprised. He clicked on it.
"Let's start." The background voice is Jiang Liu, and the protagonist is Jiang Yu. It is obvious that the elder brother is giving orders to the younger brother.
Jiang Yu's face was even droopier than his vest and shorts. "Um—I'm sorry." He said that and quickly shut up to show that he was not sincere.
“Tsk!”
Jiang Yu straightened his back, his expression was no longer sour, his eyes were no longer wandering, and his words were no longer vague, "I'm sorry..."
The effect was significant, and Yu Ran knew that the pressure Jiang Liu was exerting was definitely more than just a "tsk."
"There's one sentence missing."
The child's eyes rolled around. This requirement seemed even more difficult than connecting the last line of an ancient poem in an exam.
"Then you take your time to think about it. I'm going to ignore you." There was a rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other. The camera had risen higher and it seemed that Jiang Liu had stood up.
Jiang Yu stepped forward to stop the man and went all out, "I'm sorry! Yu, Brother Yu Ran, I was wrong about what I did today!"
What's wrong, Jiang Liu asked.
Jiang Yu counted a basketful of them.
Jiang Yu apologized and stepped back. The video should have ended. The screen shook towards the empty space for 2 seconds, and suddenly the camera flipped and Jiang Liu's face appeared on the screen.
Her hair was rarely seen, with one strand in front of her chest and another behind her ear. Yu Ran didn't even notice the earrings after looking at them for several times. The pearls should still be there, or have they been assimilated into her white skin and have lost their presence?
Yu Ran's eyes moved around quickly, and the entire screen was filled with a continuous stream of white skin. If you looked at it for too long, you would probably get snow blindness.
At the end of the video, Jiang Liu didn't say anything, just an inaudible "Hmm?". Perhaps the camera flipped due to a slip of the hand, but Jiang Liu didn't avoid it or end the video immediately. Instead, he seemed immersed in the beauty.
The video finally ended, and the pause symbol appeared on his face. He blocked his eyes and calmed down the restlessness in Yu Ran's heart.
After exiting the video, Jiang Liu asked a question long ago: "Is everyone there?" It was pure text, not an emoticon.
Yu Ran was frightened. How could more than ten minutes have passed?
Doesn’t this mean that he watched this video of less than a minute over a dozen times!
Yu Ran scolded himself and hurriedly copied a short article from the Internet accepting apologies and comforting others, occasionally changing certain words to "brother", "Jiang Yu", and "he is still young" to add credibility.
This should be able to cover up the embarrassment of being so fascinated by the beauty that I forgot to reply to the message.
"You really forgive me? It's okay, don't give me face." Jiang Liu held his forehead, and at a glance he could see several typos, illogicalities, and exaggerated and empty emotions. Fortunately, he really didn't think of the copy-paste layer, and just assumed that Yu Ran didn't want to make a big deal out of it and just accepted it perfunctorily.
"Really? What do you want to eat tomorrow?" Yu Ran realized belatedly that the essay he wrote was rubbish. He felt weak and hurriedly changed the subject.
He added another emoticon package to get the essay out of his sight.
Jiang Liu hesitated. Jiang Yu, this little idiot, was going to stay for a few more days. Hadn't he already told him not to come over for the next few days? Had Yu Ran forgotten? Or was he insecure and eager to show off?
In short, Jiang Liu was reluctant to refuse.
"You did everything well."
This sugar-coated bullet had no effect on Yu Ran! He still offered Jiang Liu several dishes to choose from, leaving no room for criticism from his boss!
Seeing Yu Ran so positive, Jiang Liu thought that he had completely calmed down, and his reply was unconsciously much lighter, different from the past.
Yu Ran ignored his change and calmly arranged her schedule for tomorrow.
Grocery shopping—cooking—cleaning up the kitchen—going home—crafting the outline of the article—writing…
There is one missing step, that is, eating with Jiang Liu.
Yu Ran had thought of an excuse, or maybe he didn't need an excuse at all.
He fell asleep contentedly. WeChat rang again. He opened it reluctantly and Jiang Liu said good night to him.
What kind of thing is this? First, I made Jiang Liu angry, then I apologized and ended up getting pissed off. Then, in the end, the situation was reversed, with Jiang Liu apologizing in person and via video, using cute emojis and sweet nothings to lighten the mood...
"Good night." He swore that he just didn't want his boss's news to be the last one to come. Maybe he really meant so, who knows?
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