Qin Guanglin remained silent and did not answer.
He suddenly realized something.
Regardless of literary works or film and television works, there is often no good ending about time travel.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, it has little to do with time travel, but life itself. The essence of it is that nine out of ten unsatisfactory things are the same, whether there is time travel or not.
It's just that the golden finger of space-time travel gives people too much sense of expectation, and wants to perfectly make up for all regrets, so it highlights its unfinished things more and more, giving people a sense of tragedy.
The essence of life is like this, nothing is perfect, and there will always be regrets of one kind or another. The key depends on whether the person is stuck in the past and cannot extricate himself, or reorganizes his mind and embraces the future.
The most precious thing in life is that after seeing the essence of life, you still love life.
"The result hasn't come out yet, don't think so much."
He suddenly smiled, leaned forward and touched He Wu's face, and said, "Didn't you say you have a hunch? Coincidentally, I also have a hunch, she is just playing hide-and-seek with us."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for a reply, Qin Guanglin stood up and cleared the table, stacked the empty dishes together, and took them to the kitchen to wash them.
When he came out again, He Wu was already curled up on the sofa, leaning against the back of the sofa, hugging a pillow in his arms, watching TV programs intently.
When Qin Guanglin came to sit down, she put the pillow aside, leaned into Qin Guanglin's arms, took his hands around her shoulders, and circled herself.
"I have saved more than 200,000 yuan." She looked at the TV and said softly.
"The novel?"
"yes."
The daily expenses of teachers' salaries are enough, and it is impossible to save them. Only novels make up the bulk of their income.
"not bad."
Qin Guanglin estimated her sales volume and compared it with his own comics. After excluding the money spent on decorating the new house, it was almost the same amount.
"I want to donate it to Project Hope."
"It's ok, I'm enough to make money, and you can donate those donations."
"In the name of both of us."
"Well, look here."
He is approaching middle age, and many things are taken away from him. Qin Guanglin and He Wu are both casual and lazy. He only makes money to make He Wu better. Now He Wu will be happy to donate money, even if he adds some more Donate, he will not say anything.
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In the following days, why not take out new test strips, and rejected Qin Guanglin's proposal to go to the hospital for examination, just go to work with peace of mind, get off work, buy vegetables, cook, as if really put Anya in my heart, thinking silently.
It may also be waiting for the day to come and announce the outcome of the matter.
The accuracy of the test strip is not as reliable as the physiological response of the human body. Everyone has a different constitution, and the frequency and time of hormone secretion are also different. In the end, you have to wait for the menstrual period to know whether it is successful or not.
Qin Guanglin is still holding on to hope. After work, he reads the comments of the finished manga. Full of blessings will always give him confidence in his heart.
"The boss is paying wages again?"
At the end of the manga, Qin Guanglin summed up the income from the physical edition, and asked Xiao Yu out again. Xiao Yu divided the portrait fee twice, and now he is not as grumpy as when he got the money for the first time, laughing and joking.
The little baby was standing in the stroller beside him, blinking his big black eyes, looking at Qin Guanglin curiously.
"Well, yours."
Qin Guanglin pushed the money over, glanced at the short beard on Xiao Yu's chin, and couldn't help feeling that time is really a thing, and it slipped away without paying attention.
Back then, the two of them, Sun Wen, and the three of them ate and drank together at Lao Shao's Restaurant. I still vividly remember the scene of the person who said he wasn't in a relationship at that time, and his son had already learned to walk and call people.
On the other hand, I and Sun Wen, one is married and has not yet given birth, and the other has not heard from him, and he is probably not yet married.
impermanence of life.
"Became a housewife? Where's your wife?" Qin Guanglin turned to look at the baby and asked casually.
"Why do you care about my wife?" Xiao Yu curled his lips, "I told her to clean up at home, tidy up inside and out, and I'll take my son back after she finishes all the work."
"Really? Is this turning over?"
Qin Guanglin didn't believe it a hundred times, stretched out his hand to tease his son, and suddenly said: "I'll be your son's godfather."
"Okay, I was thinking a few days ago... no, no!" Xiao Yu was still planning secretly, "After your family has a son, my family will recognize you as godfather , the two of them are brothers, if they have a daughter, hehehe... "
"Fuck off, it's none of your son's business to have a daughter, don't even think about it." Qin Guanglin scolded with a smile, although Xiao Yu was thinking a little bit, but it was more of a joke. Like Qin Guanglin, he left the next generation's affairs to him. The next generation will do it by themselves, and don't want to mix too much.
Don't recognize your godfather for now, just in case, don't cause trouble for the next generation, what if you really see it right
"Isn't being a father-in-law more interesting than being a godfather? When the time comes, you'll just blow your nose and stare at this kid, and beat him up if you don't like it, hahaha..."
The little baby in the buggy stared with big, confused eyes, not knowing that his father had already sold him.
"Stop talking... Hey, I see why your beard is so annoying, it looks like a traitor, can you shave it?"
"A traitor has a mustache. I have a mustache. You know what you mean."
Xiao Yu stroked his chin and was quite narcissistic, "You all have trained so strong, you still look good without a beard, I have to rely on this mustache to increase my temperament."
"Come on...how is Sun Wen now?"
"He's got a lot of money. I heard that he's a small boss. It's not like a broken studio. He has opened a shop, has a shop, a gym, and the big boss makes money every day lying down... Bah, making money while resting."
There is nothing wrong with saying lying down and making money, but it is not suitable for Sun Wen. No matter how big he is now, when he mentions sensitive words, it will still make people think of those things he did back then.
"Very good, very good."
The two of them didn't drink like they used to. Jin Yu took the child and sat together at the table outside Starbucks, watching catkins flying in the distance, cars coming and going, from Sun Wen talking about university, from university talking about work, enjoying Free time this weekend afternoon.
Unknowingly, half of my life has passed, and I can still see the shadow of that boy when I look back.
So they like to reminisce about the past.
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When she got home, He Wei was sitting upright on the sofa, the TV was not turned on, and the screen was pitch black. She looked at the TV cross-legged as if practicing Zen, and turned her head to look at it when she heard the door of the room.
"Where is enlightenment?"
Qin Guanglin put the keys aside casually, walked over and kissed her, "Why don't you turn on the TV?"
He Wu, who is nearly 30 years old, doesn't seem to have changed much. He is still as young as when he just graduated, but there is a little more mature charm in his eyebrows and eyes. He has completely transformed from a girl to a young woman, with a different style.
At this time, there was a trace of seriousness on her face, her brows were slightly frowned, and she said uncertainly: "My one seems to be coming tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
"Huh?" Qin Guanglin was taken aback for a moment, "And then?"
"I don't have the backache and fatigue that I felt before I came here this time." He Wei's eyes were shining strangely, looking at Qin Guanglin, he spoke softly, as if he was afraid of scaring something: "You have been helping me recuperate very regularly... "
"so… "
Qin Guanglin licked his lips, feeling his heart beating faster.
"Test it again!" He turned to get the test strips.
"No!"
He might as well lower his head, look at his stomach for two seconds, and said, "Wait another two days."
After a pause, she suddenly found out the slippers and put them on, and led Qin Guanglin to the study to turn on the computer.
"First donate 230,000 yuan."
(end of this chapter)