Dousha Bao

[Abstract] Wang Yincheng gave birth to a surrogate child six years ago in order to pay off his lover’s debt.

Six years later, when he flew to City H alone for work, he accidentally ran into his former lover at the airport. That man not only lived a prosperous life, but also had a rich and handsome CEO boyfriend.

However, what Wang Yincheng didn't expect was that the six-year-old son of the indifferent CEO was actually very similar to him.

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After Wang Yincheng got off the plane, he took out his mobile phone and made a call to Lao Liu. After the call was connected, the person on the other end let out a long sigh of relief: "Thank God, you didn't run away on the way and didn't have a plane accident, finally arrived! "

Wang Yincheng only had a laptop in his luggage, "It's here, don't worry, I promised you that you won't run away halfway."

Old Liu shouted at the other end: "If you dare to let me go, I will chop you up!!"

Wang Yincheng smiled lightly, and walked out in the direction of the exiting crowd.

This is the first day he arrived in City H, the sun is bright and the air is warm, with a typical Jiangnan fragrance.Lao Liu said that he had arranged for someone to pick him up, and also temporarily arranged for him a place to live. He was extraordinarily attentive and earnest, for fear that Wang Yincheng would regret it when he arrived.

Lao Liu is the editor-in-chief of the local financial newspaper in H City. He used to go to the same school as Wang Yincheng. When Wang Yincheng was in his junior year, Lao Liu had already graduated from a graduate school. The two followed the same teacher and shared the same goals in majors, so the relationship was very close. .

Lao Liu went to work in City H after graduation, but Wang Yincheng did not finish college, and has been doing freelance work after graduating midway, writing novels and columns. In the past two years, he has started writing film and television reviews and financial reviews, and is quite famous in the circle.Lao Liu has always admired Wang Yincheng's talent, and he just happened to be promoted to editor-in-chief recently, so he wanted to recruit Wang Yincheng to take charge of the financial column.

The voice in the airport was a bit noisy, and Lao Liu's voice came from the phone: "Hey, Chengzi, please wait a moment, Xiao Shao, who was sent to pick you up, just left the house, you don't know the traffic in City H, it is better than us In the past, the toilets in the school were still clogged, so you should wait in the airport for a while."

Wang Yincheng said as he walked, "I'm not in a hurry, I'm fine today anyway."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yincheng found a seat in a coffee shop at the airport, ordered something and took out his notebook. He currently has several columns on his mobile phone, and the deadline is almost here, but he hasn't produced a single manuscript yet. , several editors all over the world besieged him, but his mobile phone could not connect to QQ.

While waiting for the computer to turn on, Wang Yincheng took a sip of coffee and adjusted his status.

In fact, he didn't drag the manuscript on purpose, but he is really out of shape recently, and every time he opens the document, his thoughts are blank.He himself is used to it, because every year in this season he will be a little restless, his thoughts will always drift to nowhere, and he will not be in any working state at all.

After turning it on, he plugged in the wireless to log in to QQ, and several messages popped up together.

Edit A: [I will give you three days! ! ! ! ! !When the deadline is up, you still can't hatch half a word!I flew directly to your side to sleep with you! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】Editor B: 【The scissors are ready, tell me, should you cut the sausage first or the egg first? 】Editor C:【(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻I want to deduct your bonus, deduct your bonus, deduct your bonus ~~ Brother Ya Yin, you can’t treat me like this. I have a sixty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. If your manuscript is not ready, the editor-in-chief will deduct my bonus again this month, Ya Die, Ya Ya Die ...] Wang Yincheng did not dare to click on the remaining few messages, and decisively closed the dialogue status bar, and then updated a QQ status - I will burn the manuscript to your PS: I am working hard, and I will definitely Send it to you.

After updating the status, Wang Yinguo resolutely quit QQ again.

There are only a few columns in his hand, such as novels, financial reviews, and film and television appreciation columns.The novel manuscript in my hand is almost finished, but the finale has been dragged on for 3 issues in a row. The editor who followed the manuscript has no temper at all. Either you say you like to write or not, and if you don’t write, you will be cheated, anyway. Reader, you are the one who gets scolded in the end; or I beg you to write it quickly, do you need to be so entangled in an ending?The trouble is that the reader is not you ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

In fact, he had already finished writing the finale of the manuscript in the novel column, but it had two endings, HE and BE. The manuscript has been quietly lying in his computer folder, and no one has read it except himself.He once thought about whether to show the manuscript to the editor and let her make a decision, but in the end he procrastinated and procrastinated.He always knew that the right to choose was only in his hands, and no one else could help him make this choice.

That was his own story, a four-year relationship that ended in a breakup.

Many of his readers are young girls in their twenties, with beautiful fantasies about same-sex love, eagerly watching the weekly columns, and the forums are even more noisy, about the storyline and the characterization , one long comment after another, one pile after another of plot analysis and character anatomy.Many people are looking forward to what their final ending will be, but they don't want the story to end in the end, but at this time, it is the author himself who hesitates.

As a result, the debate on the authenticity of the story and whether it was hyped on the forum became more and more intense.

Wang Yincheng admitted that he was cowardly when he finished writing the last word. While writing this story, he recalled the past four years. When he was writing, he thought he should be numb and feel nothing. After writing, he realized that he had paid so much. In the end, it was like that. He was indeed hurt, but unlike most people, he was very calm about his despair.

Wang Yincheng called up the documents of the two endings, tapped his fingers on the desktop, thinking about which ending should be sent to the editor.

Just at this time, the waiter in the coffee shop brought over the fries on a plate. Wang Yincheng glanced sideways at the waiter and said thank you.

However, when he looked back, his eyes fell outside the coffee shop, behind the floor-to-ceiling glass, he vaguely saw a familiar face.

The man was wearing a white shirt and suit pants, his coat was hanging on his arm, and his other hand was propped on the armrest of the trolley case. He was standing outside the French window of the coffee shop, facing the door sideways, looking down at the time, as if he was waiting people.Then the man pulled the trolley case, pushed the door and walked in while watching the time.

Wang Yincheng quickly turned his eyes to the screen, he felt a little surprised, not because he would meet that person here, but because when he saw that person again, he didn't feel the slightest bit.

Don't you feel anything?

At this time, the waiter in the coffee shop shouted: "Welcome." Wang Yincheng knew that the man had come in. He didn't know if the man saw him, but he didn't care about this issue either.

He stretched his arms, smiled self-deprecatingly, finally clicked on the file, sent the BE ending to the editor, and deleted the HE ending.

Sometimes the choice comes suddenly, but it has nothing to do with emotions. Wang Yincheng is such a person.He lost his father and mother in his early years, and he had a very difficult relationship experience when he was an adult. Compared with boys of the same age, he was precocious and indifferent. He was not a man who could express his feelings. Even though so many things happened later, he was still a man The person came over hard, and did not show too much sadness.

The tribulations in life are just commonplace for him. No one can expect such a man to have too much nostalgia for a rotten relationship.

Loved, gave, felt distressed, despaired, and then everything passed, and he was still alive.

After Wang Yincheng emailed the ending of the novel to the editor, he turned off his computer and was about to leave. He didn't know if that person saw him, but he didn't care. He just didn't think it was necessary to stay in the same room as that kind of scum. In the room, he didn't need or want to disgust himself.

And now he finally knew why he couldn't overcome the hurdle at the end of the novel.Not for that feeling, but for the extravagant hope in my heart.

It turns out that I still hoped for love, so I couldn't help but give it a happy ending?Maybe when I decided to write this story, deep down in my heart I was hoping for a completely different love?

Wang Yincheng cleaned up the things on the table, hooked the corners of his lips, smiled self-deprecatingly, got up and left.

Just as he got up and was about to go out, his cell phone rang. He lowered his head and took out his cell phone from his pocket as he walked out. Just at this moment, a tall man pushed the door in.

He raised his eyes and subconsciously glanced at the man, just in time to meet the man's dark eyes, he turned his eyes away calmly, and the two passed by.

Zhou Yian saw Wang Yincheng when he opened the door and entered the coffee shop. At first glance, he was a little uncertain, thinking that he was delusional. After all, this is City H, and City B is thousands of miles away. However, at the second glance, he It can be confirmed that the man sitting sideways to the main entrance of the coffee shop is indeed Wang Yincheng.

His former lover.

The coffee shop clerk shouted: "Welcome."

Zhou Yi'an nodded, took his luggage and found a seat in the corner facing Wang Yincheng's back, and ordered a cup of coffee.

Zhou Yi'an looked up at Wang Yincheng's back. He was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, sitting on a high chair with his back facing him. There was a notebook in front of him. He probably didn't notice himself, and he was sitting quietly all the time.

Zhou Yi'an felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't tell what it was like.The two haven't seen each other for six years since they broke up, and they haven't had any contact during that period. He went abroad to study after graduating from university, and he just returned to China today. The two had no contact in six years, but he also learned some news about Wang Yincheng from his original circle of friends. .

It is said that after graduating from college, he did not work in the society, and made a living by writing novels, and did not go back to school.

The waiter brought Zhou Yi'an's coffee, and Zhou Yi'an looked away.He raised his hand to loosen his tie, feeling that the coffee shop was a bit hot, and an inexplicable irritability was also steaming in his heart.

He didn't want to admit that it was because he met Wang Yincheng today, but he didn't want to lie to himself either, and he couldn't convince himself that he saw Wang Yincheng and pretended that nothing happened.

The phone rang at this moment, Zhou Yi'an connected, and Liu Heng's deep voice came from the other end: "I'm here."

Zhou Yi'an breathed a sigh of relief, and his original irritability dissipated a lot. He turned his head and looked outside the coffee shop, and said, "I'm at the airport coffee shop."

The man on the other end of the phone said: "Okay, wait for me." After speaking, he hung up the phone.