soul seeker

"Yes!" Jiu Chuan, who was crying, saw a lot of thick magazines with Ye Miao's articles piled up in the corner, and suddenly threw the biscuits and sat up straight excitedly, "I'll write a novel!"

"It's over, I'm crazy..." The short hair rolled his eyes and went to the toilet.

"Think about it, if I write novels, I will be in the same circle with him, and I will always recognize it! After being introduced by others, will he change his opinion of me when he sees me with this identity? I You're so smart, so it's decided! Okay, let's do it!" She turned on the computer and opened the document, "What are you writing..."

"Hey, let me tell you that there is a limit to your madness. You are the only scumbag who still writes novels! It takes a lot of effort for you to write a composition!"

"No, no," Jiu Chuan stared at the brain screen with determination and shook his head, "That's because I didn't work hard. Now, for A Miao, I can do anything."

"Hey," the short-haired man straightened his clothes after coming out of the toilet, "You have such determination, your parents in heaven don't know whether to laugh or cry."

"What's the matter with the two of them! I'm not familiar with you! What kind of subject matter do you think should be written..."

"Write about yourself! Write about your nympho history!"

"It makes sense, then I will write about the journey of loving Ye Miao so much as No.1..."

"Well," the short hair took a sip of water, "the name is "The secret that the stalker has to tell"."

In this way, Jiu Chuan devoted himself to writing and submitting novels. Since he just started writing, he had no literary background and no interest in literature before, so he submitted many articles but failed to select.

Impatient, she decided to take a "shortcut" and wrote a web article.

After reading a lot of books, she finally became popular, and the novel was released, but the circle was much bigger than she imagined, and it was basically impossible to get to know a master like Ye Miao.

24 is old.

After all, the income of online novels is very low, and this alone is not enough to support his life, so Jiuchuan also found two other jobs, one as a cashier in a snack bar during the day, and the other as a clerk in a convenience store at night.

Ye Miao also became a beautiful but regrettable memory.

This day, the snack bar was closed, so Jiu Chuan wanted to go shopping with her friend, so she went to her friend's place of work, and wanted to ask her if she was free, so that she could go shopping along the way.

What she didn't expect was that she saw Ye Miao first before going to her friend's place.

Although she just saw it simply, without even having a face-to-face meeting, but just this simple glance, the summer rainstorm of feelings in Jiuchuan's heart began to fall again, without any wind, it fell continuously and straight , each raindrop was as big as a small marble, and it hit Jiu Chuan's heart dullly and heavily.

She immediately used all her social skills to find out which company Ye Miao works for in this building, the regularity of her commute and how long she has been working.

Then, she also forgot the purpose of her coming, just hid in the coffee shop near this building and waited for him to get off work, and he followed after get off work, and then all these actions became her new life every day law.

Jiu Chuan, who originally planned to find another night shift nearby, gave up, because she couldn't move as soon as she saw the light on the opposite window, and even when she wrote two lines every day, she had to look back. With a silly smile on his face.

Because Ye Miao is also in the rush period, so he also sits at the computer desk in front of the window during his spare time after work, and sometimes even stays up until midnight. Jiu Chuan moved the bed to the window for more convenience , Just holding up the binoculars and looking at it every day.

The same is true today.

Ye Miao wrote all the texts and fell asleep, but Jiu Chuan didn't even want to miss the one who fell asleep.

"What is that man doing?" In the middle of the night, she saw a man walk into the gap between the two buildings. After looking around for no one, he stepped on the air conditioner and the anti-theft window and climbed step by step, " Wow! What a skill!"

But before she was excited for a few seconds, she realized that the man's target was Ye Miao's house. At this moment, she suddenly remembered the case of a thief breaking into a house to steal when he found someone in the news.

Jiu Chuan, who was worried about Ye Miao's comfort, wanted to yell, but he was afraid that the man would be frightened and do something more outrageous. After all, women have no deterrent power in such things.

For a while, Jiu Chuan was anxious and didn't know what to do. At this time, she saw the letter paper on the desk that she bought Ye Miao's short story collection.

With an idea, she rushed to the desk as quickly as possible, and wrote on the letter paper: There are thieves downstairs in your house who are climbing up.

Then she folded the paper into an airplane and ran back to the window. She saw the thief slowed down a lot because the anti-theft window of a house was covered with moss and slippery. "Great!" She looked at the paper airplane in her hand and visually observed The distance between the two buildings, knowing that the chance of success is not high, but she still prayed, "I must hit, I must hit!" She said and threw the paper airplane.

Maybe it was luck, when she threw the paper plane there was no disturbance at all, the paper plane hit Ye Miao's face straight, waking him up.

He woke up and took the paper airplane, saw the writing on the wing, and went to the window in surprise to look down. Sure enough, there was a man sneaking up.

With one hand in his pocket, he looked down at him with a threatening smile on his face, "Hello."

The thief looked up at him, paused for a few seconds, and climbed down obediently.

Ye Miao smiled helplessly and shook his head, looked at the paper airplane in his hand, thought for a while, then looked up at the window parallel to him.

When Jiu Chuan saw him looking over, he squatted down anxiously and lay down on the bed, but it was too late. Although he didn't see it clearly, he could roughly tell that it was a girl.

Ye Miao wanted to thank her, but if he stood here and shouted at her, he would be afraid of disturbing the people in the middle of the night, "Forget it, let's go there, it's so close."

He went downstairs and walked straight to the apartment where Jiu Chuan lived. Although he didn't pay as much attention as Jiu Chuan, he was the only one who knew about this family, so when he got to the door, he knocked on the door without worrying about disturbing the residents. .

"That, miss? I'm the neighbor who lives across the street. Thank you for reminding me just now, miss, miss?" Ye Miao knocked on the door again after hearing no response, and suddenly thought that it might be too presumptuous for her to come here like this, and she also There might be some secrets that made it inconvenient for her to speak, so he thought of a compromise.

Ye Miao returned to her residence, and wanted to thank her with a paper airplane, so that she would not cause trouble to others.

When he was looking at the letter paper and thinking about what words of thanks he should write, he suddenly noticed that the letter paper flew by the other party looked familiar. He took it and opened it and turned it to the back. The title of his short story collection was printed on it.

Ye Miao smiled, put down the letter paper and started to write, folded it into a paper airplane and flew over it, he thought it was very interesting.

And Jiu Chuan on the opposite side wanted to respond when Ye Miao came to knock on the door, but he was afraid that Ye Miao would be disappointed when he found out that it was him.

After Ye Miao left, Jiu Chuan hugged the quilt and leaned against the window, feeling extremely pity in her heart. Suddenly, she felt something lightly touch the back of her head, and a paper airplane slid onto her shoulder and fell into her hand.

Opening the letter paper with full expectation, she found that it was really Ye Miao's letter to him. Before she could read the content, she pressed the letter paper in her arms and rolled happily on the bed.

After calming down a little, she took the letter paper and climbed to the small desk lamp to read the content.

Thank you for reminding me just now. In addition, I see that the stationery you gave me is a gift from "The Ivy House". Do you like this work too?Why didn't you answer me when you knocked on the door?Are you afraid that I am a bad person?

After watching Jiu Chuan immediately sat down at the desk, she really wanted to say something like "I like it, I like it, I like your work so much", but because she lived across from him, she was afraid of being classified as a stalker, so in A lot of emotions were restrained in the reply:

Yeah, I quite like it.As for just now, I didn't mean to ignore you on purpose. I'm too introverted to talk to strangers, so I'm sorry.

In order to keep in touch, Hisakawa also raised the following questions:

Do you like powdered salt too?

After finishing writing, Jiu Chuan uneasily threw the paper airplane with the feeling of not knowing whether Ye Miao would reply to the letter. Of course, he squatted down with only his eyes exposed and aimed at reaching out to throw it.

Ye Miao has been staring at the other side since she threw out the paper airplane, and she finds it strange to see her replying with this gesture, but after reading the content, she finds it cute.

He replied: Of course I like it. In fact, I am Yanmo. I am very happy to see that you are using a gift from my book.

They just used paper airplanes to chat for a few days. During the period, Jiu Chuan let Ye Miao know that their commute and commuting times were almost the same, and that the universities they attended were close together, which further increased the distance between the two of them. topic in between.

That evening, Ye Miao, who had nothing to do after handing in the draft, threw a paper airplane to Jiu Chuan who was opposite him: It seems like a waste of paper for us to talk like this, why don't we exchange mobile phone numbers, or some other social software, so that we can spend time away from home? You can also talk and chat, although I know you will be nervous when talking to strangers, but we are not strangers now.

Jiu Chuan stared at the letter paper and hesitated for a long time. On the one hand, she was afraid that Ye Miao would recognize her when she heard her voice. On the other hand, she really wanted to talk to Ye Miao. After struggling for a long time, she still wrote down her number and other contacts way cast over.

Not long after, Ye Miao called.

Looking at the phone, Jiu Chuan knew it was Ye Miao who called, she took a few deep breaths, and got through.

"Uh, hello, hello? Is it the girl opposite?"

"Yes, yes, hello..."

"Your voice is really trembling. Oh, I just made a phone call to confirm. If you feel uncomfortable in this way, we can talk in other ways."

"Okay, okay, so be it." She turned off the phone with shaking hands, feeling both happy and disappointed, because Ye Miao really didn't remember herself at all.No wonder, though, that they barely spoke.

She sat on the bed and looked at her mobile phone, smiling contentedly, "If this continues, maybe the misunderstanding can be solved and a new start can be made. Hmm~ I'm so happy~" She took a pillow and rubbed it.