Of course, Rong Xun did not expect that on the night Rong Shang agreed to date him, he would dream of the spirit pearl and that woman again.
The woman in his dream was like someone walking into a fog; no matter what he did, he couldn't see her face clearly.
In the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up from his sleep.
At this moment, the moon outside the window was covered by dark clouds. In the dimly lit room, Rong Xun tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. Helpless, he got out of bed in the dark.
Who is that woman?
"Who exactly is she...?"
With a furrowed brow, Rong Xun murmured to himself.
After a moment, he turned on the wall lamp and sat down at his desk again.
After Rong Xun turned on his computer, he went straight to the webpage and opened his own novel, his inscrutable gaze falling on the last chapter he had updated a few days earlier.
The last paragraph above reads:
He was looking for her, he searched for her for a very long time, but she seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
"Until one day, she finally appeared. At that time, I recognized her, but she forgot who I was and only regarded us as strangers."
After reading the passage, the moment his deep, magnetic voice slowly rang out in front of the computer, the white light on the computer screen reflected on his handsome face, and Rong Xun's expression froze.
What is he saying?
What do you mean I recognized her, but she forgot who I am?
With a sigh, Rong Xun assumed he was just talking nonsense again.
He lowered his eyes and rubbed his slightly tired brow with his hand resting on the computer desk.
As time passed, after waiting for more than ten minutes, his drowsiness gradually disappeared. Rong Xun raised his eyes again and unexpectedly opened the writing software.
...
That night, he unknowingly wrote another chapter of "Lingzhu". Then, for the next two or three days, every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he would go to his computer desk in the dark and start typing.
Rong Shang lived next door to him, and the sound of her typing kept her awake at night.
She was somewhat surprised; hadn't Rong Xun said he didn't know what to write?
Or...did I suddenly have an inspiration?
In any case, the ten-day deadline was fast approaching, so Rong Shang naturally didn't bother him.
On the tenth day at noon, Rong Xun booked a car, packed his luggage, and prepared to go to the east of the city with her. On the way, President Han called to ask her if there was any progress on the matter of the dream.
At that moment, Rong Shang looked at the cars coming and going outside the window, and then turned her head to look at the man beside her who was resting with his eyes half-closed.
She raised her lips and said indifferently, "I've made contact with the person, but he has conditions."
"What are the conditions?" President Han asked, somewhat excited.
"Mr. Han, I think it would be better if you talked to him in person."
"Yes, yes, yes." Upon hearing that Mengjing was willing to continue writing "Lingzhu", President Han was overjoyed and praised Rongshang several times, a far cry from his aggressive demeanor a few days ago.
"Xiaoyue, you did a great job this time. I'll give you a raise when you come back. Hmm... I'll raise it by another two hundred yuan."
Tsk.
Upon hearing the amount mentioned by President Han, Rong Shang couldn't help but laugh, "President Han, this salary increase is too much, I'm embarrassed."
"No, no, no, you deserve it." As if he hadn't noticed the sarcasm in her words, President Han continued, "Then, Xiaoyue, how about you help me practice with the dream world these next few days?"
"If I meet with him, we can talk things out more clearly."
He had thought it through. Given the current trend, Dreamland's future was bound to be bright. He needed to find a way to sign a longer-term contract with them so as not to miss out on this cash cow.
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