[Variety] Adapted script

weekends.Han Tingting took the phone key and a little change and was ready to go out.After opening the door, half of my body was outside the door. I poked my head and remembered to tell the housekeeping staff in the kitchen: "Auntie, if my parents come back and look for me, they will say that I have gone to the bookstore."

The stop before the bookstore is Qinzi's house, and lunch will follow the usual practice of Qinzi's father's handicrafts.That small tavern had an inconspicuous facade. Sitting at the edge of the bar, the big and small members of the Aihara family beside him smiled warmer than the sun, and their appetite improved a lot without knowing it.

While Qinzi went to help in the kitchen, Han Tingting asked the waiter for a small glass of sake. It was really very small, and the bottom of the glass had just been smoothed. "Underage" can't drink alcohol yet, just a little bit of alcohol is just enough to warm the taste buds.What is it to be alive?This may be an unresolved question.She remembered that this was her second time travel. In fact, there were many similar time travels in the time she forgot.In those worlds, I am probably also at this moment, trying my best to enjoy life.

10 minutes, when the feeling of fullness in the stomach subsides, Qinzi also makes a small fried snack under the guidance of his father, which is long overdue.It was so fried that Han Tingting couldn't recognize what it was, and chewed it in one bite, and then sighed, "It's delicious."Qinzi smiled like a silly girl, and Han Tingting played the caring "boyfriend" in the dog abuse drama at this time, mainly responsible for encouraging and praising.

The watch stopped at one o'clock, Han Tingting said goodbye to Qinzi, and went to the bookstore alone to find books.Said it was Taoshu, and by the way, I also went to take a peek at the real scene of my latest published novel in the bookstore.It was a large bookstore nearby. It was decorated in white with light blue and light pink lines. The layout was divided by exquisite log bookshelves. The aroma of wood and the smell of ink matched each other perfectly.

Han Tingting found it interesting to see Wu Liwen pretending to be the fan president to communicate with readers in her previous life. Now, she is actually similar to him, and she makes a lot of fuss.There are loyal readers who bought it deliberately, some picked it up with closed eyes and left, and some glanced at it and ignored it.As an author, her relationship with this story is over, and this book will form a new relationship with the crowd.Here comes the second wonderful moment of the day.

Pretending to be a passerby, she took a free sample book next to her and sat down on the floor in a corner.The cover of this trial booklet has two cracks, and the corners of the pages are curled up, obviously it has been read by many people.Han Tingting glanced ten lines at a glance, she was not reading, but sighing.There are countless people who write better than her. Where will those people write?Seeing that her book appeared in front of the public through publishing channels, she wanted to become an editor even more.That career not only digs out hidden treasures for the public, she will help writers who have potential but do not have the creative environment to create treasures.Thinking of it this way, my heart surged.

"Sorry, this book... can I read it?"

Han Tingting, who is only a high school student, has already thought of what she should do after graduating from college. Someone asked her for a book in a robot voice, and she let go of it first, but later realized that the man's voice was too familiar.

Her hands were sweaty because the man had caught her reading a novel she had written.Besides the editor, he is the second person who knows his identity.

After taking a few long breaths, Han Tingting returned to her normal state. Han Tingting no longer saw that person—he took the sample booklet and walked to the exhibition stand where the new book was put on the shelves.The book was priced at [-] yen, and Han Tingting saw Irie opened his wallet, and there was a [-]-yuan bill lying alone in it.

Han Tingting walked over and patted Irie on the shoulder. She did realize that it was not long before she entered the river, and her greeting was a few beats behind.It was a coincidence that I met here with Irie, so she showed a little doubt, "Irie, you also come to this store."

Irie was silent for a few seconds, turned his head to face Han Tingting, and then began to answer: "The publishing house tweeted half a month ago, your new work is on the shelves today. I'm here to support you."

Han Tingting strode forward and covered Irijiang's mouth with her hand, but Irijiang finished speaking in a daze.

Han Tingting: "You forgot to promise me not to tell..." Not to reveal the identity of this writer to others.

Well, Irie didn't actually reveal it, he just didn't care if passers-by were listening.It doesn't matter, it's a bit like a child playing with his temper.Han Tingting swallowed the half-sentence she hadn't finished speaking, raised her eyebrows, "On purpose?"

Irie automatically ignored the question, and suddenly stretched out a hand behind Han Tingting, leaning forward.The distance suddenly shortened a lot. Han Tingting squatted down and slowly moved out from under his arm. After moving out, Irie saw his fingers resting on the spine of a book.It costs [-] yen, not hers.

"I've read that book and it's worth collecting." After Han Tingting finished speaking, Irie also held the book in his hands.

Irie nodded to her: "I'm done choosing, go to pay. Goodbye."

Han Tingting: Huh?Boy, are you a little pushy?

No, no, no, she is determined to firmly stand on the upper hand!Thinking about it this way, Irie had already passed by, and Han Tingting quickly grabbed his hand.The two of them were back to back, and it was awkward to do so. She changed hands and turned around, and held hands with Irie without shame in the bookstore.Dragging him to the bookshelf again, she took her new book from the outside and put it in a row in Irie's bosom, Han Tingting said in a huffy voice, "I'll see you off."

Han Tingting pretended to be a little jealous, as if Qi Irie came here for the first sale and deliberately didn't buy it, so she found a more reasonable reason to send books to Irie?

"Puchi." Irie, who was in front of him with a cold face, laughed out loud at this moment, and Han Tingting gave him a glare, making him laugh even happier.Looking down at the hands held together by the two, Irie whispered, "I feel relieved."

I feel at ease.Before that, I was uneasy.No matter how smart Irie is, he can only use other people's love experiences in his own experience as a reference.His intuition told him that if Han Tingting were a kite in the sky, the silk thread would never be in his hands.When she said she wouldn't let him go, she was really saying that she wouldn't let him go.He was trapped, she was more than free.Love can teach people to write poems. When his mother watched love dramas, he listened to the whole episode while reading the book. Recently, he realized what love is sour and sweet.

"Boom".Han Tingting held his hand to her lips, took a quick sip, and tilted her head to ask, "Are you still uneasy?"

Irie's face was paralyzed and his face was red to the ears.The bookstore is a public place, and people have already paid attention to holding hands. Han Tingting kissed her hand like a surprise attack. Others thought that he would blush and faint if he held hands.Irie was molested to the point of being overwhelmed, but he didn't think about breaking it back into noodles.Han Tingting covered her mouth and sniggered "gloating", he looked good from the side, and then laughed along with her.

Entering the river's uneasiness was a little frightened by Han Tingting.In her previous confession, she deliberately acted fiercely in order to calm her heart, but unexpectedly, she buried a knot in Jiang's heart.People's hearts are hard to tell, how well a fake show is performed depends on whether there is sincerity, not to mention that she is serious in the first place.This heart never wanted to hide from him.

After the joke was over, Han Tingting walked out of the bookstore holding Irie's hand, and sat down on a bench by the street to rest.Naturally leaning her head on Irie's shoulder, she confessed to Irie calmly, her voice falling into Irie's ears softly and ethereally.

"From elementary school to junior high school, three years have passed, and my concept has changed a lot from the past. Knowing this change, I will become a little timid without knowing it. Because I know that many things cannot be kept. Today's friends , After a few years, there will be no common topics, and it will gradually fade away. Of course, it will not stop making friends because of this. As time goes on, there will always be new partners around you, right. But you... are different .”

"I want Irie to always belong to me. Irie in high school, Irie in college, Irie in work, each will be different. I can't believe that Irie will be with me. That's it, scare myself Living."

This is the knot in her heart, and it will form the knot in Jiang's heart.Having said that, Han Tingting stopped for a rest, and Irie took advantage of this moment to lean sideways and embrace her with the other free arm.

"I like you the most."

Irijiang is almost copying the lines of the heroine in the TV show yesterday, and now he is almost copying the tone. After thinking about it, according to Han Tingting's theory, he reluctantly added, "I am now."

Hearing Irie say "I like you", Han Tingting was fluttering in her heart, but was thrown down from mid-air by the latter sentence.I want to say that she no longer thinks so negatively!

"Hey, Irie." She pounded Irie's stomach, "Now I think 'this moment' is the only measure, and the future is determined by it."

So... "Just be my boyfriend obediently."

Don't think about anything else.

Will Irie become a medical student in three years?Will Qinzi still go to medical school?Can she successfully enter the ideal major of a super-first-class university?Han Tingting decided not to think about these things.

Because, "at this moment", everything is moving in a good direction.