The next day, Lin Xi arrived at the company early in the morning.

Seeing her sitting in front of the computer with her face in her hands, Xu Weiran raised her hand and knocked on the office door.

Seeing him come in, Lin Xi suppressed her emotions and forced a smile, "Mr. Xu, I'm waiting for you!"

Seeing that she was not in a very high mood, Xu Weiran teased her, "Why, are you afraid that I will tell you?"

Lin Xi pursed her lips, "Yes, aren't students afraid of failing in the exam when handing in papers?"

"Others may, but you shouldn't. This is your strength. Besides, I'm not a teacher. You are more professional than me, so I should call you teacher. Teacher Lin, please humbly ask for advice."

Xu Weiran wanted to tease her and deliberately looked serious.

Lin Xi smiled lightly, "Mr. Xu, you really know how to praise me."

After yesterday's meeting, the two made an appointment to talk about the ending today.

In fact, Lin Xi feels that the current ending is not perfect. The most popular one on the market is he and her ending is be.

When she was writing the finale, she even cried. She was in emo for several days. She would think about it as soon as she lay in bed for the past two days. The heart-wrenching feeling was so intense that she even doubted herself.

She even felt that if she really had to make it into a film and TV show as she wrote, she would be scolded badly.

"Mr. Xu Huiyan, please stop making fun of me. Please help me go through it quickly. I'm afraid I'll be scolded to death if the ending is too cruel."

Since reading the first draft last time, Xu Weiran has high expectations for this novel.

The characterization is very vivid, the main story line is clear, the auxiliary lines are also very powerful, the plot has ups and downs, and the story lines are interlocking.

He thought there would be no problem following the rhythm he had read before, and Lin Xi was an experienced author, so he was not worried at all that she would deviate from the ending.

"Believe in yourself. You know your own work better than anyone else. What you write based on your first impression must be the one that you think is closest to you and most suitable for the story setting. In order to deliberately modify it to cater to the feelings of some readers, you will lose it. The first real feelings.”

Lin Xi thought about it. What Xu Weiran said made sense.

While the two were talking, Lin Xi looked at his phone from time to time, wondering what was going on with Lu Chen and whether he had gotten any useful clues.

Lin Xi firmly believed that Lin Zhengan would definitely find Shen Weifeng at this time, who would let Shen Weifeng have the leverage in his hands.

The best way is to pry a little bit from others.

After Xu Weiran read the ending, he felt indescribably sad in his heart. The male protagonist chose to sacrifice himself for the sake of justice, family, country, and people, and at the same time, he also gave up the girl he longed for.

This is the one that resonates with him the most among the many Machiavellian novels he has read.

It's the flavor he wants.

"Lin Xi?"

He looked away from the computer and saw Lin Xi in a daze, calling her softly.

"Oh, Mr. Xu, what do you think? Is this ending too sad?"

"I think it's just right. It's the most consistent with the direction of the whole story. It's easy to empathize with and the logic is self-consistent. You don't have to worry about it at all. A good work does not blindly cater to the public's taste, but makes people unable to get out of the story for a long time. , it’s one kind of thing that makes people happy, and it’s also kind of heart-wrenching.”

Hearing what Xu Weiran said, Lin Xi breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the entanglements in his heart.

"Is there something wrong with you? I didn't delay you, did I? It's the weekend and I shouldn't have called you to work overtime."

"It doesn't matter, I have nothing to do. Besides, today is just a talk. I will join the group the day after tomorrow, so I don't have time to discuss it with you. Now that it has been successfully completed, the stone in my heart has finally fallen to the ground."

Xu Weiran pulled her lips together, and her double-bracket smile was inexplicably reassuring.

"You are asking too much of yourself. All in all, I am very satisfied with this work."

While the two were talking, Lin Xi received a message on his cell phone.

When she picked up her phone and saw the payment reminder, her heart went cold. Lin Zhengan had transferred money to him.

Will Lu Chen gain nothing?

"Mr. Xu, I'm sorry, I'm really busy right now. If you have any ideas, just call me or send me a WeChat message."

"It doesn't matter, you go and do your work."

Lin Xi came out of the company and couldn't help but call Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was also very depressed at the moment. He arranged for someone to keep an eye on Lin Zhengan and his son. As a result, the father and son went home from get off work yesterday and did not go out today.

Seeing Lin Xi's phone call, Lu Chen took a deep breath.

"Lijun, Lin Zheng'an honestly gave me the money."

"The people on my side have gained nothing. He and Shen Weifeng are very alert and should not have contact for the time being. We have to find another opportunity."

"Then if Shen Yize can't prove his innocence, will he..."

"The matter is still under investigation. Don't worry. I will investigate it myself. Don't get involved. I have tested Lin Zheng'an once. You must not try to trick him again. You must pay attention to your own safety."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xi looked up at the sky. The sun was bright, but it couldn't shine into her heart.

Things were complicated and confusing. There was still no clue about the car accident at his home, and Shen Yi was involved in it again.

How greedy are these people to be so unscrupulous?

Lin Xi called Sun Miaomiao and asked her to come out to have lunch with her and go with her to her grandpa's house to pack things.

Sun Miaomiao was typing her resignation at home, and she came out readily when Lin Xi called her.

She originally thought it would be boring to be alone at home, but Lin Xi was busy with something and Chen Ningning was clinging to Huo Siyuan to fall in love, leaving her alone.

After the two of them finished eating, they arrived at grandpa's old house in the suburbs. It was almost three o'clock.

The second grandma accompanied the two of them to clean up the house. Lin Xi put the commemorative things into cardboard boxes, and unknowingly she had packed three boxes.

This was her entire childhood memory, and she would not be able to bear it if it were torn down.

"Xiaoxi, your mother would be very sad if she woke up and found out that this place is gone. After your grandpa left, she would come back and sit here for a long time occasionally."

"Yes, my mother would come back and sit down when something uncomfortable happened. My grandpa and grandma would comfort her before, but then it became a habit."

"I'll carry this box to the car first, and Miaomiao will take the second grandma to see if there is anything she needs."

Sun Miaomiao immediately helped the old man and said with a smile, "Okay, Grandma, let's go and look for anything that suits your taste."

"Haha, you young people don't look down on these things, but to my old lady, they are all good things. They are witnesses of the life of our generation."

Second Grandma's words moved Sun Miaomiao a little. Life is fleeting, and new generations replace old ones. Only these objects prove that their owners once lived here.

Lin Xi carried the cardboard box and went out. When she raised her eyes and saw the person standing at the door of the small courtyard, she instantly stopped in her tracks.

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