bury my love with your smile

"Brother!!!" Xing Di narrowed his eyes and approached Harajuku Tongsuke, glaring at him fiercely.

"What's wrong, Di?" Tongsuke Harajuku's expression didn't change at all under Xing Di's pressure.

"Brother, you played with us. You said you were taking us to play, but it turned out that 'Night' came."

"Haha, originally, if you want to drink, of course you have to come to 'Ye'. This is Chen Xuan and Han Yu's store, and of course they will reimburse you for the drink."

"After a long time, it turns out that you are so stingy, brother!"

"You can't live up to my brother Chenxuan's kindness." An Yimo interjected from the side.

Xingdi stepped back and sat on the sofa depressed, as if seeing something suddenly, she left her seat and walked away.

"Bi Sen?" Seeing Xing Di leaving, An Yimo called out.

"Huh?" Bi Sen raised his head and looked at An Yimo who called him, he looked as if he was unconscious of all the things that happened before, and was a little confused.

"Still can't forget?"

"Ah..." Bi Sen seemed to reflect suddenly, "Hmm..."

"Since this is the case, don't forget it on purpose. Maybe keeping it like that is the last gift for yourself."

"Hmm..." Bi Sen leaned on the sofa and buried his body deeply in it. At this moment, he looked so pale, weak and tired.When it comes to being tired, it probably doesn't refer to the body. Although he hasn't eaten for two days, he probably hasn't slept, but it's Bisen's heart that is more tired.

At this time, I was watching Xingdi approaching angrily from not far away, and there seemed to be a person dragging behind him...

"Hmph! Sit down!" Xingdi roared sternly, and the people behind him sat obediently on the sofa designated by Xingdi.

Harajuku Tongjie, An Yimo, and Bi Sen who was lying on the sofa all fixed their eyes on the two of them, looking at them with interest.

"So you ran here for me without saying a word?" Xing Di folded his arms around his chest, staring condescendingly at Cui Yuhan who was sitting on the sofa.

"'My wife', I was wrong, I dare not next time."

"And next time, boy, you don't want to live anymore, do you?"

"No, no, 'my wife' forgive me..." Cui Yuhan looked at Xingdi pitifully.

"It's okay to forgive, as long as you promise what I said before..."

Before Xingdi could finish speaking, Cui Yuhan stood up with a "huh", "Anything is fine, just this matter."

"Ah! I'm still talking about this, why do you want to fight?"

"Forget about fighting, I'll let you get rid of all your previous thoughts." Cui Yuhan said, suddenly put Xingdi on his shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother, sister-in-law, Bi Sen, I'll take this brat home first, you guys Play slowly."

"Boy, do you want to die and let me down!" Xingdi continued to roar in an atmosphere.

"Go home and come down again." r

Watching them leave, all three of them laughed.

"The two of them really look alike." An Yimo smiled wickedly, and suddenly met Ueharajuku Tongsuke's gaze.

"Yeah, the style of doing things is really similar."

"Bi Sen, a guest fell asleep drunk and couldn't be woken up no matter how much he screamed, what should we do?" A waiter suddenly ran up and said.

"Let him fall asleep, I'll just stay here tonight, it's okay."

"Okay." The waiter turned and left.

"Chenxuan and Hanyu are real, they ran away without saying a word, and just left the shop to Bisen to take care of them." An Yimo looked at Bisen and said.

"It's nothing, it's the same everywhere anyway."

"What's the matter, at least you won't skip meals here." Harajuku Tongsuke's expression became serious.

"I'm sorry... I will have a good meal in the future." Bi Sen lowered his head and said apologetically.

"Okay, don't scare Bisen like this, he has a lot of his own ideas." An Yimo broke the serious atmosphere beside him.

"Yeah." Harajuku Tongsuke picked up the wine glass on the coffee table and didn't say anything else.

Bi Sen went to the office of the bar, took out the notebook he had put here, and returned to Harajuku Tongjie and An Yimo again, typing on the keyboard quietly, without saying a word.

The reason why I sit next to them is that I won’t feel lonely only when I’m with them. Even if I don’t say anything, as long as I’m together, I don’t feel like I’m alone anymore. Bisen doesn’t want to leave them...

Time always flies by, Bisen was writing the story of the picture book in his notebook, and he was unconscious of the surrounding things, until the moment when An Yimo called Bisen, Bisen came back to his senses.

"Biesen, it's very late, the guests have all gone back, and we should go too."

"Hmm... Brother and sister-in-law, go slowly, come back when you have time." Bi Sen looked up at Harajuku Tongjie and An Yimo who were standing in front of him saying goodbye to him.

"Of course, we will come here when we have time, just to accompany our Bi Sen." An Yimo said with a smile.

"Well, thank you."

"You're welcome, let's go then."

"Hmm..." Bi Sen put down his notebook, followed them to the door and said goodbye to locking the door of the bar, then sat back in his previous seat and continued the unfinished story.

I don't know how long it took, but Bisen was brought back to focus by a voice...

"Oops, why did you fall asleep? The doors of the store are closed." Bi Sen thought he had heard this voice before, and the moment they turned their heads, the two looked at each other.

"Yeah, there are still people here."

Bi Sen just glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to face the laptop screen.

The man didn't say much, just went to Bisen and sat down.

"Are you writing something?"

Butson still didn't make any sound.

That person didn't say much, just leaned on the sofa and quietly watched the words constantly displayed on the computer screen.

"Is this your profession?" the man asked suddenly.

Bi Sen shook his head and said, "No."

"But I just read what you write now, and I think you are very talented."

"Writing is a side job."

"Oh... By the way, I'm really sorry about that incident before, I shouldn't have hit you."

"It's okay, but... Although many people say the truth after drinking, it varies from person to person, and it doesn't apply to everyone, such as your friend." Bi Sen didn't look away from the laptop screen and stared coldly. said.

"That's that, I'm really sorry..."

"Is he really your good friend?" Bi Sen continued typing on the keyboard to plan what the man would say.

"Why do you ask?"

"Because you don't even know your own good friend's habits after drinking. You shouldn't be. If it's your good friend, you should know what the other person is thinking without talking."

"Ah, that's it, it seems that I am too lacking in observation."

"It's not lack of observation, it's just that you don't pay attention. I didn't expect that the customer who fell asleep in the store was you. In this case, let me make it clear. I am not with your friends, and I will never be with you." I won’t be with him, what he said was all because of his fantasy after drinking, so I never did anything to be sorry for your friend.”

"Then I'm really sorry for you, did I try too hard at that time..."

"It's okay, it's getting late, you should wake up and go back, our store has already closed."

"That's right, it's time to go back." As he said that, the man got up and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Bi Sen called out suddenly.

"Anything else?" the man asked back.

"The door is locked, I'll help you open it." Bi Sen still said coldly, put down his notebook and walked past the man.

Bi Sen opened the door and stood at the door, indicating that the man could go out.When the person walked out, Bisen asked again: "Do you agree with what your friend did?" The person suddenly responded: "Yes."

"Why?" Bisen asked.

"Because he is a friend, I will support him in whatever he does."

Bi Sen suddenly smiled, yes, good friends will support him.

Bi Sen didn't notice, that person seemed to be stunned by his smile, although it was only a flash in the pan.

"Your name is Bisen."

"Why would you know?"

"I heard it from my friend at the time. My name is Lian. I will treat you to a meal next time. It's an apology." Bisen didn't answer.

"Then I'm leaving, goodbye." Lian turned and blended into the night.

Bisen locked the door again and returned to the store to continue writing on the things at hand.

These words let Bi Sen once again immerse himself in the depths of memory, the place that no one can touch at will.

There is no sunshine, no darkness, there is only the other side of nothingness

Prophecy is always just sad blue means sad and gorgeous

It is true that I feel uneasy, the fallen leaves are destined to dissipate

When will the morning light diffuse through the woods to meet the ordinary people in the deepest part of their hearts? People who have walked this road say that it is difficult, indeed, no one can walk to the other side easily. The mountain that does not reach the top is the heart of fear that people go back and forth the most. Certainty and uncertainty are endless turns. In the dark world, what should I do?

I want to tell myself that I can't give up that difficulty, I want to rekindle my new life

It's not too late to hold on to the love in your heart, protect that heart and walk carefully to the lakeside

The dead leaves on the ground start to fly, is your life also so dark

Like an arrow that has lost its direction, this is the change of my life

The appearance seems to be unchangeable and emerges unreservedly

I can’t say that I’m no longer with you, the voice is not perfunctory

resting, heartaches, concealing, destroying the sweat altar that has endured for so long

Disappointed, why didn't I go to the other side of the forest earlier to fulfill my wish

It didn't take long for the sky to light up. For Bisen, there was no difference between day and night. He was just writing and drawing pictures. It was just like this, time was no longer important to him.

Bi Sen returned home, cleaned up the pictures, and matched the text completed the night before, and called the publishing house specially set up by Tongsuke Harajuku for him.Although this is the case, of course other books also need to be published, but Bisen is the first, and he is kept in his heart by his favorite "family". Bisen is happy to have them, although there are still some in the middle What, but now Bisen is content.

"Hi, I'm Sung, please come and get the picture."

"Okay, call someone to pick it up right away." A voice came from the other end of the phone.

When the picture was sent to the publishing house, Tongjie Harajuku and An Yimo happened to see it.The reason why they came today is to find out whether Lian is suitable for the person in charge of this publishing house.

"Show me that manuscript." An Yimo called to the staff member who was holding Bi Sen's drawing.

When the picture was placed in front of An Yimo and Harajuku Tongsuke, there was a sudden heavy feeling.At this moment, Lian, whom they were looking for, happened to come to the office.

"President, you are here." Lian stood aside and said respectfully.

"En." An Yimo just answered briefly, and continued flipping through Bi Sen's pictures.

"Hey, this kid knows how to think, it seems that he has put a lot of thought into it."

"What thought did you put into it?" Tongsuke Harajuku curiously picked up the picture and flipped through it, and suddenly found something, and smiled meaningfully.

"Do you like your current job?" An Yimo suddenly asked Lian.

"Yes, I like reading books very much. Although I can't write by myself, I feel very happy to help others realize their dreams."

"Well, is that so, can you see anything else in Sung's story?"

Lianjie looked at the picture handed over by An Yimo for a long time before saying: "The picture is very beautiful, but the story seems to be very sad."

"Is there nothing else?"

"No more." Lian replied with certainty.

"Lian, you need to think more when doing things. You don't know many things as you see them on the surface. You have to pay attention to many things around you through your own thinking and observation, otherwise you will not be able to do the job now. Although you are the person in charge of this publishing house, your ability to observe and think about problems needs to be improved, because so far, you have published so many books for Sung, but you still have not been able to understand his thoughts. You are the first A person who saw the finished book of Sung, that is, the first person to read his story besides him, but you really don’t know him as well as other readers, I hope you can pay more attention.”

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

"Okay, the company still has something to do, we have to go back first, I just came here today to take a look, and everything will trouble you."

"Ok."

Lian sent Harajuku Tongjie and An Yimo away and returned to her office. She focused on Sung's drawings for a long time without seeing anything. Lian looked at the previously published Sung's works on the bookshelf. Book, go over and take it down and flip through it, maybe read it again and maybe you will find something.

Lian just sat quietly like this, flipping through the first published book, the time for reading always passed quickly, and soon it was dark, and all the staff of the publishing house were gone, leaving only The only Lian sitting under the lamp in the office, Lian looked at Sung's book, and suddenly felt something pulled her in, as if she couldn't extricate herself, she had never read it carefully before, and never found that Sung's book seemed to have magical powers , there are too many hidden things, people always want to get a deeper understanding...