"Sister He, you are so nice. I thought you would..."

Gu Xiaoqing was still a little restrained, so she sat by the window and kept stroking the book cover with her hands after ordering the dishes.

"What will happen?"

"Hehe... nothing."

The signing ceremony is not only about signing the author's name of your favorite book, but also about looking at the author's real person, seeing what the person who composed these words and created such a world is like.

Gu Xiaoqing felt very satisfied, and what he got now exceeded his psychological expectations.

Especially, why not be gentle and kind, which perfectly fits her imagination, or even better.

This trip is worth it.

"I thought before that person must be very gentle to write such a gentle story. Now when I see you, it's really... Sister He, I want to ask, is the story in this book your own experience?"

"No." Why don't you smile and shake your head.

"Ah? Then why can you write it out..." Gu Xiaoqing asked subconsciously.

"No martial arts writers can really fly over the eaves and walls."

Why don’t you blink mischievously, “It’s impossible for those who write supernatural things to really catch ghosts every day.”

"...Okay." Gu Xiaoqing was slightly embarrassed and realized that he was asking a very stupid question.

She looked at the cover of the three books on the table and sighed, "Yes, how can such feelings exist in reality..."

"Not necessarily...I believe there must be something better. Although it is not what I encountered, someone will definitely encounter it."

"Maybe." A trace of yearning appeared on Gu Xiaoqing's face. She looked up at her, "Thank you Sister He for letting me see such a beautiful story..."

Human pessimism is not consistent, but words can resonate with emotions.

Even though I know that it is difficult for me to encounter such a beautiful relationship, I can also feel the warmth and joy of reading the stories in the book. While I yearn for it, it also makes up for a little regret.

"No, I should be thankful for you. Thank you for enjoying the story I wrote." He Ding shook his head gently and looked at Gu Xiaoqing and said.

The two of them should be friends.

It was her that she read the story she wrote countless times, from physical books to the Internet, and those comments and analysis always made her amazed.

That's the feeling of meeting a confidant.

Although they don’t know each other’s names, they look more like friends than friends.

"Hehe... there will be no changes later, right? I really want to see them keep going like this."

"No, I promise."

Since the beginning of writing, you have already set a perfect ending.

This time I won't ruin this story again.

The dishes were served very slowly at the meal time, so why not rush, drink tea slowly and answer various questions that Gu Xiaoqing asked from time to time. When they were served, Gu Xiaoqing's restraint had disappeared without a trace.

"Do you live in Luocheng?" Why bother asking.

"Yes, it's right there in the north city."

“It’s quite far from here.”

"It's okay, it's just a matter of transferring the bus twice." Gu Xiaoqing shook his head and paused for a while and asked, "Is Sister He also from Luocheng?"

“Not yet.”

"oh……"

The dark night outside was pressing down, and the starlight was already hanging in the sky. After dinner, why not stop Gu Xiaoqing from paying the bill. He paid himself and invited this most familiar and strange friend to have dinner.

"Goodbye Sister He!"

"Goodbye, it's getting late, so pay more attention on the road."

"OK!"

Gu Xiaoqing held his three books and turned around reluctantly to the bus stop.

As she walked, she held her left hand tightly and waved her hard, tiptoed on her toes, walked lightly and quickly, and hummed her singing happily.

This weekend, it was a great time.

...

"Eat for so long?"

Qin Guanglin came out of KFC next to him, took the bag, handed her Pikachu in her hand, and walked towards the parking place together.

As early as when he left the door of the signing hall, he received a message saying that he wanted to have dinner with a friend he had just met and asked him to find something to eat alone, so he went to KFC next door to finish his own supper.

"It's too slow to serve. Remember it, we won't come to this store in the future."

Why don’t you point behind you and fiddle with Pikachu for a few times. The little toy was given in the children’s package, and she smiled and said, “You still have children’s packages when you are so adult?”

"There is no rule that you can't eat it." Qin Guanglin shrugged indifferently, "I haven't eaten enough for two burgers, so I can only add a small set meal. This is a good deal."

"Hmph, older children."

"Aba Aba Aba Aba...I want to eat milk..."

"Go and go, you're not ashamed at all, outside." Why don't you push him away with a smile, "Go and drive quickly."

The sky was full of stars, the streets were lush and the trees were lush. The two of them were holding each other and squeezing, laughing and making noise. The breeze blew from a distance, gently brushing past them, shaking the corners of their clothes, why not blow a thread of hair in their ears?

"At first, I thought you were having dinner with a male book friend, but I almost rolled up my sleeves and beat him up. I looked carefully and realized that it was a woman."

"Their hair is just a little shorter, how come they look like men?" Why roll his eyes, "I'm so jealous?"

"Hmph, what do you think?"

The two of them were joking and sat in the car, so why bother ding the phone?

Sister He, a gentle person, you will definitely meet the happiness in the book.

She looked at the news from WeChat and smiled, too, come on.

"Look, some people say I'm gentle." Why not put your phone in front of Qin Guanglin to show off.

"Yeah, yes, you're gentle."

Qin Guanglin said while wearing his seat belt: "Is that... very happy in the book?"

He naturally read the book written by his girlfriend and has read it more than once. Although he regrets and knows it too early in the book, in his opinion, the relationship between the two is not much worse than that in the fictional story.

"It's almost the same."

"Well..." Qin Guanglin thought for a while, then suddenly smiled, looking at her with a little malicious look, "There is nothing to do about childhood sweethearts, but I can give you other happiness."

Why not look at him with a glance and ask, "For example...?"

"Hiss..." Qin Guanglin made an onomatopoeia.

"Bah, I'm not serious."

"It's not what you wrote."

The car started while talking and laughing, slowly turned around in the dark, and then walked smoothly on the road and headed towards home.

...

Late at night.

The curtains were tightly closed, and the air was filled with the fragrance of heather flowers. Qin Guanglin lay relaxed on the bed, putting one hand on the edge of the bed, and holding the other hand, and savoring it with half-squinted eyes.

Not to mention it, it is indeed quite happy to experience it occasionally according to what is written in the book.

Why don't you slump on the bed, so lazy that you don't want to move. It took a long time to move your head and lean against his chest, closed your eyes and said, "I'm a little hungry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Guanglin's stomach roared twice. Why bother raising his head in a little surprise, "Go to buy food!"

She just hungry and endured it. Now the two of them are hungry together, and they can't buy it.

Instruct him with confidence.

Qin Guanglin casually touched the phone on the bedside table and then put it back and said, "It's past twelve o'clock, so how can I eat... Only the food stalls are open. Do you want to eat barbecue or something?"

"There are also doors in the small supermarket downstairs? If you buy a plum, buy whatever you want." Why not rub it on his leg with a small foot, "By the way, there are duck claws..."

"Are you hungry or greedy?"

Qin Guanglin slightly supported her head to look at her. Seeing that she was blinking, she had to get up helplessly and go to the corner of the bed to remove her clothes, "Is there anything else I want to eat?"

"Well...nothing."

Why don’t you have bright eyes? Watching Qin Guanglin get out of bed after getting dressed, get up and ask for a hug, and then let him have a mouthful.

"Thank you husband."

Hey, Qin Guanglin is so happy.

"Wait, come back soon!"

He responded, took his wallet and went downstairs, and soon ran up again, carrying a large bag of snacks in his hand.

Why not lie on the head of the bed, pick up the second duck claw like a hamster and chew it on. Qin Guanglin had already eaten two breads and drank two large glasses of water. He felt that his strength was back.

Turning his head to see how he mumbled and spitted bones, his eyes moved horizontally.

Why not see his appearance and look tighter, "What do you want to do?"

"Is it delicious?" Qin Guanglin smiled extremely gently, "Eat quickly."
Chapter completed!