Crimson Garland

Hearing that "teacher", N felt another meal in his heart.

At the beginning, the elder sister's cry was so sweet, why did she suddenly change her voice and stop calling?

n sighed slightly: "Let's go."

The two were one in front of the other, l followed behind n by a step behind, the faint smell of perfume penetrated into the sense of smell, and the smell of sea salt could be vaguely recognized, which was very shallow and very wind-like.

n's work task in the afternoon was not light, so he didn't take l too far, but went downstairs to a noodle shop near the publishing house.

Because the place is remote, there are not many people in the noodle shop.

"What to eat?"

"I will eat whatever the teacher eats."

N glanced at l, and went to the window to order food.

L sat at the table and looked at N's back, his heart pounding.

She had listened to gossip and gossip in the reading room this morning, and she knew that the second editorial office was the top editorial office in the entire publishing house.

n is a capable person, always listed in the golden singles of the recording sisters, and the heart of holding the red line is still ready to move no matter how many times it is rejected.

This may be the legendary high-quality ol, with max power and ability.

It's amazing. Looking at n's tall figure, l felt admiration spontaneously.

Still so pretty.

No, it's not just good-looking, it's exquisite.Sophisticated femininity.

l had a longing in his heart to be taken away by the boss.

When I came back after clicking n, I just saw l's longing expression.

"Can you finish the red core this afternoon?" n looked at l for a moment, then suddenly asked.

"Yes." L nodded: "It should be finished in another hour."

n nodded,

"What kind of books do you usually read?" N suddenly asked a question that the editor-in-chief had also asked.

In view of the editor-in-chief's previous reaction, l was a little afraid to tell the truth, and didn't know how to answer.

Said that he is a traditional liberal arts student, not interested in science, and only loves to read literature books?

But n is a science student, so I'm afraid I can't answer like this.

L hesitated for a while, and when he looked up, he found that N was staring at him, his pupils were dark in color, vaguely reflecting the light from outside the door and the outline of L.

Nervous time to send the proposition.

"I generally read literary novels. Those who are interested in discussion articles will also read them. I will also read some professional works."

"Recently? What have you been watching recently?" N became interested in what she said and raised his eyebrows.

l answered truthfully.

"Brave New World."

She's a little nervous.Doesn't this kind of novel look useless?

Will you be educated and advised to read more useful professional books?

"You like watching dystopias?"

However, n didn't think so much like l, but was full of interest.

Her tone was relaxed, like all the chats between friends before dinner.

L raised his eyes and saw that there was a little smile and encouragement in N's eyes, and he put aside those random thoughts just now in an instant.

Maybe she likes Brave New World, too.

"Most people only praise '1984' and 'Animal Farm,' but I think Brave New World is really, really good as an early work on dystopia."

bra.venewworld,thathassuchpeopleinit.

This whole grotesque and absurd story, I like it very much.

Following Huxley's pace, one sees desolation and lack in a wonderful new world, and one page after another makes accusations and doubts about civilization, despairing and thorough.

Because of n's encouraging eyes, l literally opened up the conversation box, and followed n's questions one by one, expressing all his opinions and doubts.

For a moment, the sounds of traffic and people outside the store, the collision of dishes in the store, and the sound of pushing and pulling tables and chairs all seemed to fade away, as if only two people were left talking softly.

n listened to l's narration and opinions very carefully.

She nodded slightly most of the time, and only when L couldn't say anything, she would make a point and continue.

Before that, l had never met a person who could be so close to his own thoughts, and could put into words the thoughts that were buried in his heart and were difficult to describe at the moment.

Is she a god?

After putting it on the table, in just a few minutes, l looked at n with admiration.

She is a god, or the kind of god who can see through my soul.

For n who can understand all her thoughts, and even sublimate her thoughts, l expresses such emotion.

This is definitely not just a science student!This is a......

Naturalist!

L made a conclusion in his heart, moved the chair forward, and leaned against N, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

——She has to hold on tightly to this god, just hug her!