If the reminder fails, you will be teased

Although the domestic animation industry started earlier in the world, after 2000, the development situation became more and more inferior to that of individual countries.Some people even joked half helplessly and half sarcastically on the Internet that domestic animation works are almost beaten to the ground by foreign countries.

Younger age, lack of funds, poor production, and strict censorship, the works that can finally enter the public's field of vision often earn the attention of low-school children.

The reason for this situation is not only the lack of ability of some people in the circle, policy and funding issues are also important parts that cannot be ignored, and even directly affect the scale of the group of capable people who are willing to join this industry.

At the same time, good scriptwriting and adaptations are so limited that it's hard to really stretch your fists.In the past few years when the cultural industry was extremely sluggish, many outstanding figures switched jobs one after another, and the masters who are willing to stick to it can be counted on their fingers.Occasionally there are a few good IPs, but they have been adapted in a mess, and the income is not ideal.

Today, very few works with a unique style can be created within the policy framework and other restrained circles.There has never been a shortage of basic audiences in the animation industry in China. What is lacking is excellent works that can really catch the attention of the people and attract sufficient operating funds.

Investors don't care about your feelings and style. Instead of investing in an animation film and television in a deserted area that is difficult to splash in the end, it is better to throw the money to people in the entertainment industry.It is the nature of businessmen to seek greater returns for the same cost.

Of course, not all businessmen in the world are like this, just like this one who is casually crossing his legs and leaning on the single sofa of Ruiyi Company.

Guo Yi held back her strength, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it from her mouth. She opened her eyes and looked at the person sitting across the desk in disbelief, restraining her voice from raising her voice: "Are you trying to be a demon in another way!?"

The man didn't look at her, his expression was relaxed like Guo Yi had never seen before, he rolled his eyes and turned the silver ring on his finger, his tone was as casual as his movements: "It costs too much to be a monster here, I don't dare."

Speaking of the last "dare not", the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up, and the rare cold-toned eyes also showed contrary emotions.

"I...!" Guo Yi choked hard, some were choked by this man's attitude, and some were choked by the dog food that hit her head.

This person used to be so daring to do anything, but now anyone who thinks about it with the hair of his hair can understand what he is afraid of.

She let go of the hand that had been resting on the edge of the table, slammed her body back to the seat and raised her hand outward, put her five fingers together, and made a stop gesture at him: "...Okay, okay, I know what you want to say , please shut up."

Only then did the man raise his eyelids, and lightly moved his gaze up.

"Several big-headed film and television companies have been eyeing your fat meat for several years, and the price has been raised more than the purchase of the work that was nominated for an international award." Guo Yi is still trying to pull back this person's decision to let go. "IP can be sold at this price, and it is worth celebrating on any writer's head, so you can't think about it?"

"Is this price worth considering?" The man turned his head and seemed to sneer, completely ignoring the number Guo Yi said.Originally, he just came here to make an announcement, but Guo Yishuan murmured here against his will for a long time, feeling a little impatient in his heart. "It's not enough for me to go home and open a horse farm."

Guo Yi was reminded by him that this person is completely Italian in terms of nationality, and she doesn't know what his job is, but judging by his attitude...it seems to be much more stable than that of a writer.

"Qiao Wei, listen to my advice." Guo Yi softened her tone. "The animation industry in our country is not as simple as you imagined. It is the most suitable choice for your novels to be filmed into film and television works. Even if you spend a lot of money and restore most of the plots completely, you will still face the market after the review Competition. There is a huge difference in the number of audiences between the two, and there is still a question mark about whether the cost can be recovered, and no investor dares to try it lightly." Afraid of being interrupted by the other party, she spit out a big Duan, after finishing speaking, he looked at the man whose expression and action did not change at all, and added another sentence: "If the funds are not in place, the work is doomed to be destroyed, and the readers will not be satisfied. How popular you are, when the time comes How much saliva drowns you."

An episode of three 10-minute animation works can easily cost millions if the quality is slightly better, not to mention the need to carefully select details everywhere. Even several popular animation works around the world cannot guarantee that every picture will not be broken.With Qiao Wei's influence, it is possible to attract investment in Japan, but in China, whoever is willing to play such a big game with him, use the money to make movies and TV shows, and so on, has already made a lot of money up.

Any of Qiao Wei's novels would not be a work with a small number of episodes. Guo Yi felt a little dizzy when he thought about how much he wanted to invest in it.

Qiao Wei and her looked at each other, and after a long silence, he said, "Drop the funds at will, and I will make up for it."

Guo Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled again: "You come to make up for it... You have been willing to sell the comic copyright once in these years, no matter how much you earn, it can't make up for this kind of toss, don't you still want to take the whole family into it? Besides, you always use your reluctance to be a screenwriter as an excuse, and now you are going to participate in animation production, have you considered the ideas of the film and television side?"

Putting the whole family in, it also depends on what projects dare to open their mouths to eat.

Qiao Wei glanced at the dial on his wrist, and it was about half an hour before Luo Wangshu finished his work.He adjusted his sitting posture, obviously unable to stay still, and smiled at Guo Yi: "Then pick another one and sell it to them, and I will write the screenplay. How about "Mirror"?"

Guo Yi was speechless.

She was too clear about Qiao Wei's reluctance to sell copyrights, or rather, she had a deep understanding of how much Qiao Wei was afraid of trouble.

Before "Mirror" was officially publicized, a film and television company came to ask for the purchase of IP, and the price offered was already staggeringly high in the past two years. In the end, Qiao Wei said indifferently that he didn't want to participate in anything. The screenwriting job was directly rejected for reasons.

If works that reach this level do not involve the author himself, whether it is a script or the final screen work, there is a great possibility that the audience will not pay for it.In the past few years, there were also such examples. From the participating actors to the filming director, including the company behind them, they were all sprayed into scum by a large number of original parties. The network ratings fell again and again. Too bad to see more.In the end, the cost was barely recovered, and the film and television company was like bungee jumping during that time, not to mention how exciting it was.

Now that the target has been replaced by Jing Xing, who has a greater influence, who dares to fight alone, thinking that other companies can't do it anyway, so he hesitates and has to give up.

Qiao Wei's previous works are better than unpredictable plots, and the choice of words and sentences is unconventional.But no matter what, the first two characters of the emotional clues are cut off here, leaving only the second half, which will inevitably make some people who love to watch emotional dramas feel a little bit sorry.However, the "Chasing the Deer" he published before the break was written without hesitation, and the details were described more delicately. After reading it, the heart beats faster, and I can't wait to go out for a few laps.

The few film and television companies that had given up before couldn't hold back anymore, and cryptically proposed a price to Rui Yi, trying to test Qiao Wei's intentions.

Today, when Qiao Wei suddenly contacted Rui Yi to say that he was willing to release the copyright, Guo Yi once again felt close to tears of joy after he delivered the manuscript on time. After a few more words, he realized that what Qiao Wei wanted to release was not at all held in his hands. Film and television copyright, but want to release animation copyright to a domestic animation production company.

That company has only just started, and it has produced a few episodes of short films through co-funding. It is said that the response on the Internet has been good, but there has been no further enthusiasm since then.The other party didn't dare to think about the big IP, and Qiao Wei actually wanted to take the initiative to cooperate.

This person is absolutely crazy, Guo Yi only had this sentence in his mind at the time.

Now, in order to save Rui Yi from persuading her one after another, Qiao Wei would rather put an extra burden on herself than preserve the complete animation copyright, Guo Yi really finds it inconceivable.

"Is that all right?" Qiao Wei gave Guo Yi some time to relax and stood up from the sofa. "It's time to get off work, I want to pick people up."

He has already said so much, there is nothing wrong with it.

Guo Yi also stood up, followed him in high heels, and sent him out politely: "Can you tell me what you think? Do charity for the domestic animation industry?"

After being with Luo Wangshu, Qiao Wei's whole aura softened a lot. The determined editors knew something about the relationship between the two, and they didn't fear him so much at first.If it wasn't for Guo Yi who was walking beside her, someone might have said hello to Qiao Wei when she walked through the editorial office.

Qiao Wei replied carelessly: "I am very optimistic about the domestic market."

Guo Yi twisted her mouth uncontrollably, she believed there was a ghost.

Walking near the work area of ​​the comic periodical, Qiao Wei looked inside through the glass door. His young man was discussing something seriously with others while holding a drawing.He smiled outside the door and didn't go in to disturb him. Instead, he turned around and stopped in the lounge, waiting patiently.

The serialization of the "Retrograde" manga didn't end until the end of last year. Luo Wangshu had been in close contact with Igarashi Okagawa's work team two years before graduation. He was taught by the other party and learned a lot of skills.Afterwards, he hugged Qiao Wei for several days, torn between trying to create manga by himself, and finally Qiao Wei patted his ass and settled for him.

Although foreign readers didn't remember his name because of the small theater, people in the domestic circle already knew something about "Luoshui Sanqian". When he was promoted by "Retrograde" comics and Igarashi Okagawa at the same time, his popularity naturally rose up.

So far, the comics created by Luo Wangshu alone have been serialized in Chapter 7 in Ruiyi, and they have been marked as the most popular works by readers in the current period three times, which is indeed a surprising achievement for newcomers.Luo Wangshu could still smile modestly outside, but when he returned home, he would hang on Qiao Wei's back like a monkey, and Qiao Wei was afraid that if he didn't catch him, this little guy would rush out of the window Jump to the sky.

In fact, in the decision to make "Chasing the Deer" into an animation, Qiao Wei also inevitably added personal emotions, and the reason has to be mentioned a few days ago.

Luo's father and Luo's mother are the most enlightened parents in China that Qiao Wei has ever met. After the matter between him and Luo Wangshu is completely settled, the couple plans to retire early and occasionally write small articles.Although their family is well-off, it's not to the point where they don't take money seriously.Anyone who has a son in the family must consider the problem of the child after marriage.

Only those who have given birth to children understand how hard it is to raise children. The couple originally wanted to help Luo Wangshu after marriage, so as to save the daughter-in-law from feeling wronged.But right now, who do they need to worry about?It's better to go home early and rest, and live a happy old age comfortably.

It happened that Qiao Muxiang was in good health after the reexamination, and returned to Rome to sit on that chair. Both Qiao Wei and Uncle Qiao Wei felt relieved.When the two families met, Uncle Qiao Wei's personality hit it off with Father Luo, and soon after, he encouraged the couple to follow him around the world to have fun with no purpose.In the end, only Qiao Wei and Luo Wangshu stayed in the country.

Touching his conscience, Qiao Wei felt that his uncle was so reliable for the first time.

At that time, Luo Wangshu was finishing his drawing, and Qiao Wei went to the house alone to help him pack up the leftovers and move them to the newly bought house. He happened to find Luo Wangshu's classmates when he graduated from primary school.One of the pages was slanted inside, with a small corner protruding from the edge of the cover.Originally, Qiao Wei just wanted to put this page in a good place, but when she pulled it out, Luo Wangshu's own name was actually filled in the name column.

Maybe Luo Wangshu wrote it for others before and didn't send it out, maybe it's just that he wanted to leave his name in this classmate book, anyway, Qiao Wei raised his eyebrows the second he saw that piece of paper Cheer up.

Birthday, horoscope, favorite color and favorite food, Qiao Wei already knew these things, the most important thing is the following one, your dream.What Luo Wangshu wrote was that if he became a leading figure in domestic animation, his own works would appear in the new episodes, break out of Asia, break out into the world, and let the whole world remember his name.

This is the result of Qiao Wei's translation for him. The real way of expression is extremely secondary, not much better than those who yearn for dark power and lead everyone to conquer the universe.

Looking at the connected words one by one, Qiao Wei couldn't help but wiped his forehead with his hand, and smiled directly. He took another look at the clumsy handwriting that was serious and neat but not very beautiful, and continued to laugh.

The children in the family were so cute when they were young. Qiao Wei struggled to hold back her laughter, and neatly clipped the piece of paper into the classmate book, with the corners of her mouth and eyebrows still sharply bent.

At least what Qiao Wei can be sure of is that even at the age of entering the society, the little boy at that time still had an incomparably passionate passion for animation.He really started to create his own creation. Although there is still a long way to go from that naive and wild dream, he is also walking forward step by step in a down-to-earth manner.

Qiao Wei sincerely admires the culture of this ancient oriental country. The long history has given birth to everything that they can be proud of. They are obviously blessed by nature, but the cultural industry lags behind some foreign countries.The development of film and television has improved, but the pace of animation is still slow.

The policy has been supported, but the funds have not yet been connected.Animation production is too costly, and the consumption of fine images in just a few minutes may reach a six-figure price. Investors who have never had the sweetness of animation will dare to put huge funds on this kind of production.

Insufficient funds, good IP can't save the final product, and then there is a vicious circle, which is difficult to mediate.

Since the domestic investors felt that animation production would not be worth paying a huge amount of sweetness, Qiao Wei took himself as the first bait to let them know how many potential audiences and untapped profits the country has.

"Chasing the Deer" is more eye-catching than any of his previous works, and the basic audience has a high guarantee. As long as the production is sincere and sophisticated, there is no discrepancy in the plot, and if related films and TV shows will not continue to be released, I believe that even some readers who have not paid attention to anime in the past will be willing to watch it.

In the end, when the income is turned up, those investors who do not pay attention to the fertile land of the animation industry that has not yet been fully cultivated in the future, I believe they will gradually become vacillating.If there is any rare IP in the future, if you are not sure, you will have the idea of ​​​​gambling.

If one day Luo Wangshu's comic works can be purchased by an animation production company, even though Qiao Wei personally can guarantee that his works will not be troubled by funds, the sense of accomplishment brought about by his funding is far from enough and is not given by the outside world. His support certainly compares.

Qiao Wei knew what Luo Wangshu wanted. Although he would not directly intervene, he was willing to light the beginning of this road in advance for the kid in his family who had a huge dream from a long time ago, and let him go on Go a little smoother, a little smoother.

Each lounge of Ruiyi has a bookshelf that fully covers one wall, and various periodicals under Ruiyi are regularly updated on it.Qiao Wei picked out a book at random and flipped through it, and the page number was stuck on the page printed with "Three Thousands of Luoshui".He lightly touched the hair of the character on the cover of the chapter with his fingertips, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved up, the arc was gentle and helpless.

This manuscript was drawn twice by Luo Wangshu, which almost caused him to be labeled as a delayed manuscript like Qiao Wei.The reason why the first one was discarded was not because the result was unsatisfactory, the reason was a bit indescribable, Qiao Wei kept staring at him the next day.

"What are you laughing at?" Someone leaned on his shoulder from behind, looking into his hand with his chin raised.

Qiao Wei closed the book with a "snap" and put it back on the shelf: "I've made money, happy."

"Huh?" Luo Wangshu put down his slightly raised toes and let go of his shoulders. "The contract is settled?"

Nowadays, most comic writers in China like to draw by computer, which is indeed more convenient.Under the influence of Igarashi Okagawa's studio, Luo Wangshu gradually developed the habit of working on paper.There was a sudden problem with the scanner at home yesterday. In order not to delay the editor's work at the end of the year, Luo Wangshu simply came directly with the manuscript. Anyway, he and Qiao Wei were going out to buy things, so it was just a matter of chance.

Some time ago, Qiao Wei mentioned to him that a film and television party wanted to acquire the copyright, but Qiao Wei didn't take it seriously, and Luo Wangshu didn't take it seriously.Now hearing what Qiao Wei said, Luo Wangshu's first reaction was that Guo Yi persuaded Qiao Wei to sell the copyright.

If Qiao Wei's novel can be made into a film and television work, Luo Wangshu is still looking forward to it.The tension of the text and the intuitive rendering of the picture have their own advantages and disadvantages. If the latter is sophisticated enough, the impact and infection will even have an absolute advantage over the former.

"The contract is still being drawn up, but it's just a matter of the near future. I guess I'll be busy for a while after the year." Qiao Wei naturally took the information bag containing the original manuscripts of the comics, and put the other vacant wristband on Luo Wangshu back, led him towards the elevator, and finally smiled and sighed. "I finally stole my laziness for two years, but I still have to make up for it."

Luo Wangshu followed him all the way to the garage: "You want to write the script yourself?"

"En." Qiao Wei replied, let go of him and walked two quick steps, and opened the door of the passenger seat first.

"Come on, screenwriter, I will help you with the logistical work." Luo Wangshu laughed, and before sitting in, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder in relief. "When the time comes, remember to tell me who the participating stars are, so as not to be tempted by the crew."

What he was talking about was not whether he could tell him the participating stars, but directly used affirmative sentences.

When Qiao Wei started the engine, he turned his head and looked at him from the corner of his eyes, and then laughed together: "Are you chasing stars?"

"Don't chase." Luo Wangshu looked over in confusion.

As the car drove on the road, Qiao Wei cast his gaze forward: "Then why is the first person concerned about who will participate in the performance?"

Luo Wangshu was still a little dazed.

"It doesn't matter who makes the character design?" Qiao Wei continued to ask him.

Luo Wangshu understood a little bit, curled her lips: "Appearance is the icing on the cake, the actor's acting skills are the most important."

"What kind of acting skills are needed to express it with animation." Qiao Wei laughed twice, and replied lightly, with the corners of his mouth curved in a casual manner.

Luo Wangshu's breathing was stagnant, and he suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his eyes were wide open.

Before Qiao Wei spoke, he thought the timing was right, and he just drove near a shopping mall after he finished speaking.He quickly turned around and reversed into the parking space, turning off the engine.

"Animation?" Luo Wangshu's face turned red with excitement, and when he saw the car stop, he immediately grabbed Qiao Wei's arm. "What animation? Will your novel be made into an animation?"

"Ouch, it hurts—" Qiao Wei frowned pompously, looked at Luo Wangshu half-sadly and half-grievously, and said while pinching his throat. "This is a body of flesh and blood, little brother, you must be gentle with it. If you cut it off, no one will carry you back."

In the past, Luo Wangshu had been teased by him a long time ago and led him away, but this time he grasped the topic firmly, and he didn't let go while pulling Qiao Wei, and swayed back and forth twice while talking: "Is it right? !"

He didn't bother to untie his seat belt, so he turned sideways. The seat belt collapsed tightly in front of him, but the other party didn't feel any discomfort.

Qiao Wei followed his strength and passed his arms over. At the same time, he unfastened the seat belts of the two of them and then turned his upper body. His right arm was held by Luo Wangshu, and his left arm was bent against the car window over there, leaning closer. Blowing on Luo Wangshu's nose and mouth, his tone was like a hooligan molesting a little girl on the night road on TV: "Xiang will tell you once."

Without hesitation, Luo Wangshu leaned up to kiss his forehead, not only kissed one, but also kissed one with a ringing one.

Qiao Wei was so stunned by the light in those eyes that he couldn't bear to continue asking for cheap, he rubbed the tip of his nose, and elongated the end of each sentence a little like a child: "Okay, yes, that's right, anime The rights are sold."

After finishing all this, Qiao Wei felt a little regretful, and she should save the relevant matters until she got home. Now, holding the little rabbit who suddenly became hyperactive outside, there is no chance to touch her hands.

He let Luo Wangshu stick to his arms and rubbed back and forth, and after a while he patted Luo Wangshu on the back, pinched Luo Wangshu's shoulder from behind and pulled him out of his chest. Pausing to answer the other side's small questions like cannonballs.

As Guo Yi said, the company Qiao Wei chose was established relatively late in animation production, and its members are on average in their early 30s, and compared with their predecessors in the industry, they lack experience.But relatively, their ideas are bolder, and they dare to break out of the conventional circle with even rigid things.

It's not so much Qiao Wei who noticed them, but Luo Wangshu who attracted Qiao Wei's attention to them.

As the New Year approaches, a number of works catering to the New Year will gradually emerge on the Internet, either short articles or comics, and there are also a few video clips.On a forum this year, a short video of a collection of new shows from last year was released. The quality is good, but it is a pity that the host secretly demoted Guoman before posting the video.

Luo Wangshu didn't tear it up with the others, but just pasted the link of the short film of Guoman that he had collected before, which was the work of that animation company.His way of expression is much more euphemistic in the rhetoric and arrows of the battle. He just hoped that the poster would not hold prejudice against Guoman, but he was treated as a soft persimmon by the people who stood with the poster and sprayed it back in his reply. Occasionally mixed with a little personal attack.

After picking the thorns from those few short films, he turned to Luo Wangshu himself, such as "take other people's rubbish works as an egg, if you have the ability, do it yourself", and smashed it all over. .All in all, across the Internet, I dare to say anything.

In the past two years, Luo Wangshu was so used to Qiao Wei that he was no longer the little white rabbit who was polite to everyone, and he wanted to type back after laughing.Before he could click on the input keyboard, the phone was pulled out by Qiao Wei, who was half lying beside him.

At that time, Luo Wangshu understood why the Chinese teacher said that when he was in school, offend no one and don't offend those who engage in literature.Qiao Wei set the other party up with every sentence, and without any knowledge reserves, he could only misunderstand. The next time he replied, he was misled and secretly mocked himself.

Luo Wangshu saw that the reply below popped up for a while, and was deleted by the other party after realizing something, inexplicably felt a little bit sorry for the person on that side.

Qiao Wei's eyes switched back and forth between the computer and Luo Wangshu's mobile phone, and just as he adjusted his posture with interest, those people dared not return to him.

After scolding the person, Qiao Wei handed the phone back to him and asked him, "What is this about?"

Luo Wangshu couldn't help laughing at that time, this guy made people dumb, but he didn't know what the cause was, and leaned against him with his mobile phone: "You don't know why they sprayed me like that to others ?”

"What's the problem?" Qiao Wei asked him.

Luo Wangshu looked at him and smiled: "Are you not afraid that I will bully others first?"

Qiao Wei looked at him with feigned surprise: "Aren't I helping you bully others?"

Luo Wangshu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed so hard that he rolled into his arms, clutching his stomach and trembling.

Let's not mention that Luo Wangshu will not make unreasonable troubles to outsiders, but all children will make mistakes, but in Qiao Wei's view, if their own children make mistakes, they should only teach themselves, how could it be possible for others to point their noses and scold them.

Qiao Wei protected Luo Wangshu tightly, and Luo Wangshu didn't want Qiao Wei to be talked about by outsiders.When every novel is remade, there will always be something on the Internet. Some people look forward to film and television, while others want to keep every bit of the original. Perfection, what will be faced in the future, it is not that there is no reference from previous years.

"I'll check the details, and there will be absolutely no ambiguity." After picking out the items to buy, Qiao Wei pushed the shopping cart to line up near the cashier.He saw the faint emotion on Luo Wangshu's face, and raised his right hand, fingers together, level with the top of his head, to give him a reassurance. "Don't give others a chance to criticize, don't worry."

Luo Wangshu looked up at him, and Qiao Wei also lowered his head.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Luo Wangshu directly reached out to pat his palm, clapped his palms, and at the same time took half a step forward, pressing Qiao Wei's hand down, and then extended his hand to Qiao Wei's. On the small shelf behind him, he took a bar of chocolate and said, "I want this."

"What else do you want?" Qiao Wei put the bar of chocolate back and replaced him with a boxed one.

The checkout line in front gradually became shorter, Luo Wangshu lightly bumped Qiao Wei's shoulder before it was their turn, looked ahead, turned his head slightly to Qiao Wei, and lowered his voice: "I still need you."

Qiao Wei: "..."

It's okay, the child has grown up to be promising after a few years of raising him, and he knows how to tease him outside without a teacher.But I have to say, Qiao Wei felt extremely useful after listening to Luo Wangshu's words.

There is a small square in front of the mall, and there are small-scale stalls at the entrance all the year round.It is cold in winter, and the aroma of stir-fried nuts is particularly tantalizing in the hard cold air.

Qiao Wei watched Luo Wangshu fix his eyes on one spot for several seconds, got out of the car and bought him a bag of sugar-fried chestnuts and came back. Before handing it to him, he deliberately told him twice with a straight face: "You can't eat too much, you can eat it when you get home." It's for dinner."

Luo Wangshu is used to Qiao Wei's mother-in-law mode, this time he also nodded obediently, "Mmmm" twice, took the paper bag and touched a grain from inside, the residual heat of the chestnut skin was transmitted through the skin of the fingertips : "The weather forecast says it will snow tomorrow."

"You won't be allowed to make a snowman this year." Luo Wangshu's voice didn't fall, and Qiao Wei continued with such a ruthless sentence.

Luo Wangshu stopped peeling chestnuts: "Why!?"

"Do you remember how you celebrated New Year's Eve last year?" Qiao Wei ignored the pair of eyes staring at him.

Luo Wangshu suddenly became quiet. Last year he was surfing the snow for too long, and he woke up the next day with a bad cold. After the fever subsided, his throat was sore for a long time. On New Year's Day, he still had an intravenous drip on the back of his hand.

He was drawn back by the gaze, and whispered: "What's the point of snowing without a snowman..."

While waiting for the red light, Qiao Wei looked at Luo Wangshu in the rearview mirror with his head down peeling the chestnuts, laughing secretly in his heart.He cast his eyes out of the car window, the sky ahead was dark and foggy, covering the tops of the buildings in the distance, it was indeed snowing weather.

Waking up the next day was not in that person's arms, Luo Wangshu didn't bother to go to see if there was heavy snow outside as the weather forecast said.He was the only one left on the large and soft bed, the quilt was all wrapped around him, and the temperature next to him had long gone.

He glanced around in a daze, thick curtains were covering the window, there was only a faint light from the night light in the bedroom, and it was impossible to tell the time without looking at the clock face.

The drowsiness persisted, and Luo Wangshu did not sit up. He stretched his body under the quilt, stretched out his arms to cover his eyes, and said in a lazy voice, "Qiao Wei?"

No one answered, only the sound of the air conditioner in the room.

Luo Wangshu continued to lie down for a while, and after regaining consciousness, he turned over and touched the watch on the low cabinet beside the bed, the hour hand was still some distance away from the number seven.He was about to stand up when the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

Qiao Wei seemed to have gone out for a trip. Although she was wearing home shoes and a sweater, she hadn't taken off her gloves yet.He didn't go to the bed right away, but stood under the air conditioner and took off his gloves. After being blown by the warm wind, he sat down next to Luo Wangshu, pushed aside the fluffy bangs on his forehead, and said with a smile: "I just I seem to hear you calling me."

"You went out?" Qiao Wei's hands were dry and warm, and Luo Wangshu couldn't feel the slightest coldness when he touched her, so she squinted her eyes subconsciously.

Qiao Wei let out a "hmm".

"Then how could you hear me calling you?" Luo Wangshu smiled.

Qiao Wei also smiled: "There is a tacit understanding?"

Luo Wangshu stretched out his warm hands to Qiao Wei's face. After the other party came in, he let the warm wind blow his hands, and his cheeks were still cool: "You woke up very early today."

"It's snowing." Qiao Wei rubbed against his palm, got up, walked to the window and slowly opened the curtain.

The light from the sky faintly poured down from the clouds, and was made brighter by the white layer of snow in the courtyard. It shone brightly into people's eyes. Not only did it not feel dazzling, but it felt comfortable with a sudden expansion of horizons.

The bedroom for the two is located on the first floor, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room face the flower stand in the yard.

Luo Wangshu turned his head on the bed, looked at the neatly arranged round snowmen not far from the window, and laughed: "You got up so early just to build a snowman?"

Qiao Wei fixed the curtains on both sides and walked back.

"Wear warmer and you won't catch a cold. It was an accident last year." Luo Wangshu looked at him. "My health is not so bad."

Qiao Wei half-kneeled by the bed, reached out and poked his forehead, without saying a word.At this time, his back was facing the window, and due to the backlight, his facial features were slightly hazy, but those eyes were the only ones that were particularly clear.

Luo Wangshu looked at him and asked him, "Is it cold outside?"

"It's not cold." Qiao Wei replied simply.

How could it not be cold? His face was obviously still cold just now.

Luo Wangshu moved into the bed: "Come up, stay in bed with me for a while."

Qiao Wei's smile deepened, and the gray eyes immediately shone with light.He nodded and agreed to him as before: "Okay."