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"I couldn't help but feel shy when he stared at me like that."

"Unexpectedly, he suddenly opened his arms and hugged me. I couldn't struggle and trembled in his arms like a little rabbit."

"What to do, my whole body is so hot that I can't cool down. God, this must be the initial symptom of falling in love."

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...WTF...

Seeing this, Qi Yan frowned, and looked at Ning Xiaoxiao with powerless eyes: "No answer."

Ning Xiaoxiao screamed, "Why?"

Qi Jin rubbed the bridge of her nose with difficulty, and waved her to move the laptop away from the table, so as to prevent her eyes from continuing to be abused by the words on the screen.

"Because the script—it's too shocking."

"This is the book I showed you!" Ning Xiaoxiao's scream level increased.After the eyes, the ears have also been brutally poisoned.

"It is because you showed me that I would complain to my face. If it was another screenwriter, I would just politely say 'Sorry, I don't think I can handle this script'. Regardless of other things, the character's The psychological and action descriptions are directly read out of the lines, it is simply God's perspective, and the sky is thundering... Besides, these psychological descriptions are still young women, isn't this Shou really a flat-chested hypocrite?"

Qi Jin ran her hand over her arm twice in shock, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

"Hmph, senior brother, you don't have a boyfriend, so you don't understand the mentality of people in love." Ning Xiaoxiao snorted, observing his reaction with squinting eyes.

"If people in love are like this, then I'd better choose to stay single." Qi Min replied calmly.

"Hmph! One day I will make you envious and jealous!" I thought it would embarrass him a little bit, and teased him to find one, but I didn't expect him to be so invulnerable.

"Speaking of which, junior sister, why did your screenwriting style become like this, and what stimulated you?"

"Hee hee," Ning Xiaoxiao suddenly covered her mouth and smiled, winking and said, "Well, I actually didn't write this script."

Qi Jin was greatly relieved when he heard the words, and patted his chest to express that he had received great comfort.

If not, he planned to spend 10 minutes seriously persuading his junior sister not to give up the treatment.

"Actually, that screenwriter is the planner. She invited me to be a lobbyist. Please accept it." It means that the screenwriter cannot be changed.

"Absolutely, yes, no, yes."

"Take it, it's just the first episode. If you don't pick it up, I'm ashamed to go back to work. Besides, those ridiculous lines are accepted. She asked you to act as Gong. If Gong's lines are not thunderous, then it's fine?" Ning Xiaoxiao pursed her mouth, clinging to Qi Si like a piece of brown candy, her stalking skills were in place.

Well, Gong's lines are actually very embarrassing, but fortunately, under the strong contrast of Shou's lines, they seem normal.

But that's not the point.

"Looking for me to attack? It's so strange that no one has asked me to attack during this time."

Qi Min raised her eyebrows, and there was a flaw in her psychological defense.

Due to the strange unspoken rule of "with him but without me" spread, not only have there been no plans to find him to take over recently, but several previous crews have also replaced him.Although he used to act mostly as an actor, the dramas were relatively unpopular and not taken seriously, but the recording of the scene with Tongquetai was widely circulated, and many people were brainwashed by his 0.5 receiving sound after listening to it.

Qi Yu then began to think about the day when he was assigned to attack.The little ones he chased after those years—I really miss them.

"How about it, senior brother? Do you want to consider returning to your old job?" Ning Xiaoxiao was probably a loach in her previous life, so she took advantage of his psychological weakness accurately.

"Let me think about it." Once he lets go, the chances of compromise are high.

"Go on, you're tired of matching scumbags, this time it's Gentle Healing Gong, it's worth the challenge." Ning Xiaoxiao naturally understands the principle of chasing after the victory.

"Okay," Qi Jin sighed, "Anyway, I have recently experienced what it means to be cured."

Ning Xiaoxiao leaned over with bright eyes: "Are you talking about those cats and cats that were broadcast on the news? That was really healing! Your commentary was completely foul, okay! And you still read it in such a loving tone... No, I was hit in the heart... Ah, by the way, someone from our magazine has gone through the adoption procedures!"

"Really? That's great." Qi Min smiled slightly.

After the news was broadcast that night, colleagues at the hotline came to report that they had received a lot of calls from viewers, and the response was very good, but it was even more pleasant to hear such news outside the unit.

"I also want to adopt one, but my family really doesn't have the conditions." Ning Xiaoxiao was dejected.

"Me too, I go to the field every now and then, and I really don't starve to death when I bring it home." Qi Wei said that the profession of a reporter is the nemesis of pets. "If you can't adopt it, donate money and things. After all, their hospital charges so low for treatment The staff need a little subsidy."

He once offered to give that person a small subsidy in the email as a reward for providing information.

He knew that the care in those words could not be measured by money, but a few words of "thank you" made him feel that it was not enough to make up for the precious rest time sacrificed by the other party.

However, that person did not accept.

The first email was presented to the public on a television program, and a thread was opened in the same style on a news forum.

Then came the second letter, the third letter, the fourth letter...

Qi Qi continued to update the current situation of the kittens on several well-known forums, polished the content of the email, and strengthened the publicity. It has won the support of many cat lovers, and even charities have taken the initiative to raise money to buy cat food, cat litter, and thermal supplies. Wait to be sent to the hospital.

As a narrator, when writing posts, Qi Jin always pays attention to explaining that "the following is a quote from the doctor's diary".

The content he wrote is usually published directly, and the place where the email is quoted will be specially marked with a layer of warm background color with the corresponding font color and style to make it stand out.

These "important emails" have accumulated one by one, and it has been more than a month.

At the end of each reply, Qi Yu will attach a paragraph of his personal greeting, separated from the main text by a dotted line, and put it at the end.Don't forget to add the "^_^" that I am used to at the end.

At the beginning, he was the only one who did this, and then the other party gradually responded to his greetings at the end of the email and greeted him.

Back and forth, there is a kind of intimacy of pen pals in school days.

Halfway through September, the cats whose condition has improved have been picked up one after another. Seeing that there are fewer and fewer little ones mentioned in the email, Qi Yu is not only happy about this, but also a little sad and lonely.

He thought, the cat's father should feel the same way——

"Brother, your special report will be over when all the cats are picked up, right?" Ning Xiaoxiao asked curiously after taking a sip of the iced black tea and biting the straw.

Qi Jin was stunned.

Any follow-up report will come to an end one day, he should know this.

"Maybe." He adjusted his sitting posture, picked up his coffee and drank it silently.Seeing that November is coming, there is probably another wave of news, and my focus may have to shift as soon as possible.

"Next week's Mid-Autumn Festival and the next week's National Day are all holidays. Do you want to invite some gay friends to hang out together?"

"You should know that we are the busiest when everyone is on vacation." If a mirror is placed in front of him now, he can see the standard "dead eyes" demonstration expression.

"Uh, forget it, you'd better act honestly and pay off your debts. I'll pass on the script to you just now." Ning Xiaoxiao smacked her lips.

Qi Jin glanced at the script on her screen, and her eyes died again.

"Well, for the sake of offense, I will try to ignore Xiao Shou's lines." I believe his lightning resistance ability will be significantly improved by then.

"Hee hee, then I'll pass your QQ number to the planner and screenwriter by the way, and tell her to add you, so you can discuss the next things." The junior sister tapped on the keyboard, and suddenly looked up at him as if remembering something, "Eh? How is the drama between you and the Great God CP going? When will the drama be released?"

"I heard it can be done during the National Day." The DEMO will come out soon, and the drama will be released after the feedback is completed.However, Qi Yu really couldn't bear to listen to her 0.5 style.

"Senior brother, come and sign." The junior sister smiled like a scheming fox.

"What are you going to do?" Qi Yu looked up and down the little girl with weird eyes, not knowing what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd.

"Sign it, sign it, I'll save it, when you guys release the drama, you will become a celebrity, and then I'll sell it on Taobao!"

"You are really enough..."

After leaving the cafe, Qi Yu said goodbye to her junior sister and each set off on their way home.

The temperature in mid-September is not too low, and it is cool and pleasant. The sound of cicadas in summer has been sent away by the autumn wind, replaced by the rustling of fallen leaves.

As the saying goes, "When a leaf of the sycamore tree falls, the world knows autumn." However, the French sycamore trees on both sides of the road are different from the sycamore trees referred to by the ancients.September is the fruit-threshing period, and the heads of the brown fruits hang from the treetops, shaking weakly in the wind.

The ending of flowering and fruiting is nothing more than that, not to mention the story that even the flowers have not had time to bloom——

Qi Jin suddenly understood the mentality of the ancient literati who mourned the spring and mourned the autumn.No matter who sees the depressed scene, anyone will feel negative emotions.

After autumn, the days began to shorten, and when I got home, it was the usual time to get off work, but the indoors were already dim.

He has lived alone for so long, the furniture and so on are very simple, there are not many decorations, the space can be said to be open, and it is even more difficult to stop a thick layer of shadows extending from behind the wall and elongating on the solid wood floor.I was full with coffee in the cafe just now, and now I don't even bother to start a party, so I threw my coat on the sofa and lay down to rest.

There was a news report on TV that "an old man living alone was discovered only a month after his death", and he felt that it was not impossible for this kind of thing to happen to him.There is no month, but there are always ten days and eight days.

The unit and friends will think that he has gone on a business trip somewhere temporarily.

Most of the online matchmakers will think that the "Great God Playing Dead" has started to play dead again to avoid reminders.

Since he came out of the closet, he has returned to his hometown a handful of times. His parents also have an older sister and a younger brother to take care of him, and he is out of sight and out of mind.

"it hurts……"

Pressing her aching stomach, Qi Ru squeezed out two words from between her teeth.

He turned over, rolled up his jacket and covered it, closed his eyes and buried his head in sleep, hoping to use his tiredness to overcome the dull pain.

When I woke up, it was about eight o'clock in the evening, and the stomach pain had passed.

He stretched himself, got up and turned on the computer to work.He has long been used to this kind of routine that makes ordinary people dumbfounded.

I don't know why, but when I started working recently, I always log in to my work mailbox to see if there are any new emails.It has been five days since I received a letter about the kitten last time. Compared with the frequency of one letter in two or three days before, this time interval is a bit longer.

That person's email is easy to identify, and the subject is the same every time.

"Recovery status of the kittens" - all of them, not even numbered.

But today's e-mail, the title has changed, only a short "about the kitten" four words.Qi Jin suddenly hesitated in front of the screen, staring at the mailbox for five seconds.

Indeed from the same person.

Qi Jin subconsciously felt that it was better not to open it.

This feeling is like a person coming to a restaurant he is very familiar with, ordering the same dishes every time, and eating at ease, but one day the menu has completely changed, although the chef is still the same, the strange dishes make him feel uncomfortable. It's like he dared not order food.

He was afraid that it would include a picture of a kitten with its eyes closed, declaring that the treatment was ineffective, dead or something.

He couldn't accept the news of the sudden departure of this little life who had been paying attention to him the most.

"Huh... Calm down, calm down, maybe it's good news?" Qi Min murmured to convince herself.Maybe he was just infected by the autumn atmosphere outside, and things weren't as bad as he thought.

He moved the mouse and clicked on the email.

As it turned out, the email contained good news, and good news to celebrate.

"All the kittens injured in the incident have recovered, and the adoption procedure of the last one was completed this morning, and all were discharged from the hospital." These words affirmed his long-term efforts.

It turned out to be the case.

It is so...

No wonder the title no longer uses the words "Recovery Situation" because there are no cats left to recover.

"Great, the little ones have a home. Haha."

Qi Jin's eyes stayed on that sentence, and she browsed it more than a dozen times. At the last time, she smiled lightly twice, and the upward arc of her mouth did not last long.

The first time I received an email without diary content or any pictures, I was really not used to it.

Maybe it's because I'm not used to it, so I don't feel very happy.

"Great, the little ones have a home," he repeated in his reply.I feel like I still have a lot to say, but I can't think of suitable words for a while, and I sit in my seat for a long time, as if my usual inspiration for writing manuscripts has been completely exhausted, and I can't find a single bit of it.

The fingers moved back and forth between the letter keys and the delete key, typed a few words, thought about it, and silently shook his head to delete.

"I'm going to post this on the forum for everyone to celebrate." That's business.

"Dr. Shen has worked hard." This sentence is a routine greeting.

Are there any more?

It should be gone.Personal impressions, business affairs, greetings, and the order of replying to letters is almost the same as usual, so that we can draw a successful conclusion.Tomorrow, I can report to the channel director, write a summary, and start preparations for the next topic.

"Thanks, bye."

Standard email closing.

Although I never asked the other party's name until the end, but this time, it was really unnecessary.