At the end of September, Qin Guanglin officially resigned.
Invited acquaintances to have a meal, Chen Rui also participated, the atmosphere was quite pleasant, Qin Guanglin had to go back to take care of his pregnant wife, no one persuaded them to drink, they just made a point of it.
Yu Le was Qin Guanglin's half-disciple, and he was very reluctant to part with it. He drank too much before he knew it, and yelled at his master while spouting alcohol, which made Qin Guanglin dumbfounded.
"When will the new work be released?"
After drinking for three rounds, those who drank too much lay down on the table to rest, Chen Rui pulled Qin Guanglin into a corner to talk.
"Don't worry, I haven't decided what style to draw yet... Can you give me a reference?" Qin Guanglin took out He Wu's novel from his bag. Eyes, it turns out that I have been wearing it for almost a month, and I haven't turned it over a few times.
"You want to draw this?!"
When Chen Rui saw the cover of the novel in his hand, he was obviously surprised. He took the book out of Qin Guanglin's hand and looked at it. He looked at the two signatures on the title page and fell silent.
"... Do you know this author?"
"My wife." Qin Guanglin scratched his head inexplicably, "Didn't I mention it to you, she can write novels for nothing."
"Your wife?!" Chen Rui was even more startled, his voice startled the others at the table, and he couldn't help but look sideways.
"Keep down... what's wrong?"
"The flowers are blooming, so it's your wife?! This... this..."
Chen Rui touched the cover of the book and found nothing. Seeing Qin Guanglin's bewildered expression, he couldn't help but sighed, and explained: "I heard that someone wants to buy the copyright of this book, and I want to get involved too. , Later, when I heard that people didn’t sell it, they rested their minds... Okay, what is it called, if the fat and water don’t flow into other people’s fields, you don’t need to buy it, it’s directly yours.”
Thinking that Qin Guanglin's work would still be here after he left, Chen Rui couldn't help but laugh out loud, "That's great, tsk... I'm so envious, you say you... Hey, that's great."
"..."
Qin Guanglin was speechless, he really didn't expect his work to have an intersection with He Wu... After thinking about it carefully, Chen Rui still held the rights to adapt several novels, so he was relieved.
"It's very suitable for you. It just so happens that "Wife" is over. Taking advantage of the residual heat, there is another work with a similar theme and a different style. It's really suitable..."
Chen Rui had a lot of thoughts, just to create a great god, and wanted to take it for Qin Guanglin as his next major work, but before he even started to act, Qin Guanglin had already proposed to resign, so he put down his thoughts. A pleasant surprise.
"Wait... which company is going to buy the copyright?" Qin Guanglin's gossip was blazing.
"Trade secrets."
"Fine… "
After a farewell banquet, Chen Ruixi was so full of smiles that he was grinning when he left. Qin Guanglin drank some wine and called a valet driver. Looking up through the car window to the eighth floor.
Four and a half years of his youth remained there.
From the age of twenty-five to nearly thirty now, the golden age of nearly five years has been here, and I finally want to say goodbye to that familiar building.
…
…
The complicated mood lasted only one night, and on the second day, Qin Guanglin seemed to be born again.
become free.
As if breaking some shackles, I no longer have to drive there every day to clock in to work, and the sun is much brighter.
"Yesterday was so low, why did it suddenly change today?" Qin Guanglin naturally couldn't hide the change from He Wei's eyes, sitting at the dining table and watching Qin Guanglin humming a song and serving the dishes, he asked aloud.
"I, starting today, am free."
"oh."
"I'm going to be a full-time father, are you happy? Are you happy?" Qin Guanglin propped his elbows on the table happily, and asked He Wu.
Why not snort, too lazy to answer him, "Thirty years old, don't be so childish."
"How naive?... There are still a few months before the age of thirty. After the new year, I will be thirty years old, and I will still be twenty-nine years old."
Qin Guanglin corrected her mistake very seriously, "As long as I'm not thirty years old, I'm still young."
"Okay, okay, you're young."
There is no need to go to work during the National Day. After breakfast, we went to the downstairs community together, sat under the big locust tree to rest for a while, and then it was lunch time. Qin Guanglin is not hungry, but why not this pregnant woman has to eat, and she has to eat less and more meals with a big belly. Before the pregnancy was not in the late stage, he couldn't be too careful at work, so he could only buy her low-fat dairy products and bring them to school to drink , Now that the conditions are met, start to arrange five meals a day.
Tired is tiring, but in the past few months, no matter how tired you are, you have to persevere.
If you don't want a second child, you will be tired for a few months in your life. Qin Guanglin is very happy, wiping his sweat and poking his head out of the kitchen to take a look, full of motivation.
"It's a big loss for me to resign, do you know?" He was talking to He Wu outside in the kitchen.
"Why did you lose so much?"
"Didn't you say that someone bought your copyright? Chen Rui also has this plan. If I don't resign, if you sell it to Chen Rui, he will definitely give it to me to paint—now I resign, and after I paint it, I will return it." Do you think it will be a loss if it is handed over to Chen Rui's platform for the first launch?"
"How can it be calculated like this? If he bought it and painted it for you, can it be the same as if I gave it to you directly?"
"... That's right, when will you write a new one? I will specialize in drawing your novels into comics in the future."
"No hurry, wait for me to think about it slowly."
Since the end of that novel, why not start writing again.
She is a creator, and writing novels is just a hobby. She likes to create new stories one after another, instead of repeating herself, over and over again.
This one is because of regret, so I wrote it again to change the ending.
"The flowers are about to bloom again."
Qin Guanglin took off his apron and came out of the kitchen. When he saw He Wu sitting in front of the potted flower in the corner with a mat, he said casually.
"Yes, it's about to open."
"This potted flower..." Qin Guanglin leaned over to look at the budding flower. When he remembered her pen name, he couldn't help asking: "Is there any story?"
"Story... no."
Why not mention this potted flower on the day of Emei Jinding, after all, it was just her own guess, and there is no evidence to prove that time travel is because of it.
After hesitating for a moment, she was supported by Qin Guanglin to stand up and sit down at the dining table, before she said, "But last time it didn't bloom for ten years."
"Huh? So amazing?" Qin Guanglin turned his head to look in surprise, "But it opens every year."
"Yeah, so I think..."
He might as well state his conjecture completely, and while blowing into the soup bowl, he said: "It is likely that that one has some mysterious power, and now this one is not the previous one."
Qin Guanglin was silent for a while, nodded and said, "It's quite mysterious."
"No matter what, let's just be good now, and let the past pass, and it's good to have a normal flower." Why not smile, "They're just similar..."
In the middle of speaking, she suddenly stopped, her eyelashes trembled twice, she lowered her head to take a sip of soup, and greeted him nonchalantly: "Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."
"I'm afraid that my appetite won't be yours. I'll move after you eat enough." Qin Guanglin smiled and helped her pick up vegetables and put them on the plate. "Don't drink soup all the time, eat more rice."
"good."
I don’t cook a lot of food. Qin Guanglin wants to keep the same diet as her, and he doesn’t eat too much. Recently, he has kept his weight under control. She still eats a few mouthfuls after she’s not full. She needs to exercise more. It’s a two-pronged approach. , The problem of overnutrition is solved relatively easily in this way.
After lunch and a walk, why not go back to the bedroom, close the curtains and take a nap. After she fell asleep, Qin Guanglin got out of bed quietly and came to the living room, turned around and closed the bedroom door, and squatted in front of the bouquet of flowers.
similar flowers...
The last piece of the puzzle in his heart was finally put together by him.
It is obviously unrealistic to find the Anya in He Wu's mouth from hundreds of millions, or even billions of tadpoles accumulated in a few days. Why not be such an unrealistic idealist, and self-deception is not her style.
It turned out that she had always been the most transparent person.
Qin Guanglin quietly looked at the buds in front of him, and then sighed quietly after a long time.
Rarely confused.
(end of this chapter)