The screenwriter's wife of the president

This is the first winter in Beijing, and the winter in Beijing seems to be very cold.Even wearing a heavy and bloated down jacket still feels cold.

During this year, she rarely recalled the things that happened before, and she never contacted anyone again.

She didn't worry about her parents either, because she knew what Jiang Jinrun was like.He will definitely take good care of them.

She just felt a little owed for delaying him.

Yuan Zixia bought a cup of hot coffee and drank it while walking. When she saw the bus coming, she hurried over and squeezed into it.

There were a lot of people in the car, she was squeezed and dangling, and the coffee in her stomach seemed to be gushing out like a fountain in a second.

She does not regret such a decision.

She felt that this was the most correct decision she had ever made in her life.It took ten stops to reach the destination.

Yuan Zixia carried a lot of documents and walked to the appointed coffee shop, where Mo Yu was already waiting for her.She hurried over and sat down: "Hi editor, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting!"

Mo Yu pushed the hot coffee in front of her, and smiled softly: "It must be very cold! Take a sip!"

"Thank you!" She smiled sweetly, picked it up and drank it: "Actually, I just had a drink on the way!"

Mo Yu's gentle and deep eyes turned on his face: "Look at your face flushed from the cold, I told you to move to my place and you didn't go!"

"Editor!" Yuan Zixia was a little annoyed: "Do you think it's reasonable for us to live together alone?"

This Mo Yu is really out of his mind, let Yuan Zixia move in and live with him?Could it be some conspiracy?

Mo Yu smiled: "It is precisely because they are lonely and widowed that they can live together! Wouldn't it be sabotage for those with a family to live together?"

Yuan Zixia was amused by his humor and smiled: "Editor, don't joke with me anymore, okay? This joke is not funny at all."

"Okay!" Mo Yu shrugged his shoulders, took out a few pages from his briefcase, and said seriously: "I have circled the place that needs to be revised, take it back and revise it carefully! I believe It will definitely be more perfect!"

"Ah?" Yuan Zixia was like a deflated rubber ball: "I've changed this short story no less than ten times! You still want me to change it? You still want me to stop living?"

"Listen to me, you're right!" Mo Yu waved his hand to signal her to calm down: "The sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of wintersweet comes from the bitter cold. If you want to become a great god, you have to listen to me!"

Yuan Zixia rolled her eyes: "Okay! Then you can take these from me and have a look!"

Mo Yu arranged the documents and put them in the bag, and when he got up to leave, he touched the top of her head and smiled: "I want to train you to be the next great god, you can't let me down!"

"Understood!" Yuan Zixia lay weakly on the table, just as she was lamenting why her life was so miserable, Mo Yu turned around and walked back, took out an envelope from her bag and put it in front of her, smiling: "This is Your hard work this month, hard work!"

"You know I've worked hard!" Yuan Zixia raised her fist: "You are my exclusive editor, you don't care about me at all!"

"I still don't care about you?" Mo Yu frowned: "How do you think I should care about you? I signed you when I saw your submission and thought you were quite insightful. Do you know? I didn't sign you, you don't know where you are now?"

"Okay, okay!" Yuan Zixia said with a smile on her face, "Go away, I won't bother you anymore!" Mo Yu was right, and he should really be thanked!
Mo Yu sighed and said, "In that case, I'll treat you to hot pot. Are you going?"

"Go!" She jumped up and stood up: "There is free hot pot to eat, if you don't eat it for nothing, don't eat it! Idiots don't eat it!"

The two left the coffee shop one after the other, the cold wind blowing people's ears almost fell off.Mo Yu took off the scarf and turned around to wrap it around her neck.

Yuan Zixia was grateful: "Thank you!"

Mo Yu smiled: "The two of us are golden partners, of course I want to protect you!" He took her hand and walked forward slowly.

The hot pot restaurant is the most popular in winter, and the store is steaming.As soon as you walk in, you have to take off your down jacket.

After taking off her down jacket, she was still as tall and slender as before, and she looked lovely.It's just that the hair is longer than before.She was never willing to use scissors on her hair.

Mo Yu squinted at her through the heat: "I didn't expect you to have a pretty good figure!"

"What are you looking at?" Yuan Zixia glared at him, "If you keep looking at me carelessly, I'll throw you into the hot pot!"

Mo Yu smiled, lowered his head and ate the hot pot seriously.Poured a glass of soju: "Come on, let's have a drink!"

Yuan Zixia waved her hand: "I can't drink alcohol, I will go crazy when I drink alcohol!"

"Really?" Mo Yu joked: "Then I would like to see what you look like when you are drunk!"

"Fuck you!" Yuan Zixia kicked him fiercely under the table: "Don't think that you are my editor and I am afraid of you! Although you are a top student in the law department, I am not afraid of you!"

"Come, eat a piece of beef!" Mo Yu gave her a piece of beef.

"Thank you!" A sweet smile appeared on Yuan Zixia's face again.

Jiang Jinrun was sitting in front of the computer desk, spinning his phone in every possible way, and looked at the desk calendar next to him, only to realize that it had been a year.

one Year.

She has been away for a year without any news, never heard from.But he knew that one day she would come back eventually.So the only thing he has to do now is to wait for her.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, as if seeing her return to him.She is still as beautiful and generous as ever.

It's just that he was still very worried, not knowing what kind of life she was living alone in other places.Is there any friends around when she is sick, and is there anyone to eat with her?
During this year, Shen Yifeng and Liu Ruxia held their wedding.Of course, a super cute baby was also born.Moreover, Liu Ruxia's parents came here to take care of the baby for them, and the two of them lived a chic and comfortable life.

I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.

Liu Ruxia walked up to Jiang Jinrun with a smile on her face, and put the drink in front of him: "How do you think about what I told you before? Do you want to meet?"

"If you talk to me about such a topic in the future, I will fire you!" Jiang Jinrun glared at her.

"Okay!" Liu Ruxia pouted aggrievedly: "But she has no news at all, you just waited for her like this, until your hair turns white and your teeth fall out, what will you do?"

"It's easy to handle, just wait in the next life!" Jiang Jinrun looked at her firmly, with a hint of chill in his eyes: "If you let me know that you and Shen Yifeng deliberately arranged some messy dinners for me in the future, I will definitely send the two of you together." We drove out together!"

"Understood!" Liu Ruxia stuck out her tongue: "Then I'll go back!"

Shen Yifeng came over and walked outside happily with his arms around her.These two people know how to joke.And it seems a bit abnormal over and over again.

Yuan Zixia lived in a courtyard house, the oldest building in Beijing. Although the room was relatively small, it was very comfortable to live alone.One bed and one computer can be said to be the whole of her life.

Her current life is no different from Qianhuayi's before, sitting in front of the computer and typing every day.But Mo Yu made another request to her, which is to print it out with a printer.

When she is not writing novels, she will go out for a stroll, walking slowly on the spacious road facing the winter sun.When there was a traffic jam, she stood aside and gloated and watched.

Anyway, no matter what the traffic jam is, it won't affect her, who is out for a walk.Putting his hands lazily in his pockets, he raised his head and looked up at the bleak sunlight.

Life, ah, was originally a dream.

Love, how can there be so many wishes?
Walking slowly on the side of the road, enjoying the scenery on the side of the road and observing the people on the side of the road.Life had never seemed so pleasant before.

I bought a piece of bread and sat on a cool chair in the park, eating slowly mouthful by mouthful.Happy days when no one bothers you.

After sitting in the park for a while, she got up and went back.Although the life of a person is comfortable, it is still a bit lonely.

There is also a girl living next door to her, and I have never talked to her and I don't know what she does.Yuan Zixia took out the key to open the door.The girl ran over suddenly and shouted to her: "Little girl, can you make dumplings?"

"Make dumplings?" Yuan Zixia looked at her suspiciously, and nodded: "I can, what's the matter?"

"Could you come over and help us?" she said. "My sister wants to eat dumplings, but we don't know how to make them. We have the dumpling wrappers and fillings ready."

"Okay!" Yuan Zixia put the key back in her pocket and followed her in.Their rooms are relatively larger.The sisters live together.

It was only through chatting that they found out that they were working in a photo studio.Both are makeup artist assistants.Busy everyday.Yuan Zixia didn't ask their names, but when she heard them talking, she could tell that her sister's name was Jingjing and her sister's name was Feifei.But the two look alike.

Under Yuan Zixia's guidance, the dumplings were made quickly.Yuan Zixia planned to go home, but Feifei desperately kept her eating a bowl of dumplings.

Yuan Zixia had no choice but to be respectful rather than obedient.

In the winter, eating a bowl of hot dumplings and drinking some soup will make you feel so good that there is nothing to say!

After eating and drinking enough, she hiccupped loudly and smiled apologetically: "Thank you, I'm so full! I don't think I need to have breakfast tomorrow morning!"

Feifei smiled: "Anyway, we all live so close together, so we will come to play often in the future!"

"En!" Yuan Zixia nodded, opened the door and walked out.A strong cold wind blows head-on, making people shiver.The sound of bones shaking could almost be heard.She shrank her neck and hurriedly took out the key to open the door, got in like a loach and quickly closed the door.

Still the house is comfortable, warm and cozy.

Turn on your computer and check your email.

That email was the only way for her to communicate with Qianhuayi.

She hasn't contacted anyone, but she is in frequent contact with Qianhuayi.