Only the moon will know

mmentcava?Or commentvastu? "

Zhou Qingchun asked with interest: "What's the last sentence?"

Zeng Xinyan paused word by word, and said clearly: "commentvas-tu."

"Aunt lost her temper?"

Zeng Xinyan was provoked by her and laughed.

"You pronounce it that way."

"Okay, okay, but it was my aunt who got angry, and my aunt didn't lose her temper."

"But, it's much easier to remember."

"You are a very smart person." Zeng said sincerely.

"If I don't use the fun mnemonic, tomorrow I will forget how to say this sentence."

"That's why I said you are smart."

Zhou Qingchun's ears warmed up like a fire: "No, most of the time, I am very stupid."

"Really? Like when?"

"When I like someone, I become stupid."

Zeng Xinyan laughed: "At least up to this moment you are still smart."

Zhou Qingchun blushed, wanted to say yes but also wanted to say no, it seemed wrong to say yes or no, so he was speechless for a while, so he raised his head and asked, "How do you say the moon in French?"

"Lune."

"Lune?" Zhou Qingchun repeated it, and said seriously, "From now on, my French name will be Lune."

"If your name is Lune, I'll be Soleil." Zeng Xinyan said jokingly.

"What does Soleil mean?"

"It means the sun."

Zhou Qingchun blushed again.

At that time, Zeng Xinyan didn't know that Zhou Qingchun's pen name was "Taiyin".Few people know that "taiyin" actually means "moon".

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——I like the moon too——

Well, I also started leaving comments per chapter.

It's the first time for me to leave a message for each chapter;

——Zhou Qingchun is very cute——

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7. Sense of danger

The next morning, when opening the shop, Zeng Xinyan unexpectedly found a lost paper airplane stuck in the crack of her shop door.

The paper airplanes were wet from the morning dew, and the writing on the wings was also blurred. Although she couldn't organize those sentences, she knew that Zhou Qingchun wrote different sentences on each paper airplane, depending on what happened last night. A paper airplane will be caught by her, it is like an old and mysterious divination game.

Zeng Xinyan was a little touched, she subconsciously went to the place where the paper airplane crashed last night, trying to find more paper airplanes that were left behind, hoping to collect every paper airplane and live up to Zhou Qingchun's efforts.

At this moment, she noticed a pair of feet wearing brown leather shoes appeared in front of her eyes.

Looking up, it turned out to be Wei Chenzhi!Holding several paper airplanes in his hand, he looked at her with a half-smile.

"I've always heard that artists' thinking logic and behavior are different from others. It seems to be true. I almost complained that the residents of this place are not environmentally friendly." Wei Chenzhi said.

Zeng Xinyan just laughed, she rubbed her hands and stood up calmly, Wei Chenzhi handed the paper plane back to her.

"Paper airplanes were played when I was a child." He looked at her.

"Then I've never been young." Zeng Xin said with a smile.

"Huh, you wrote this?" Wei Chenzhi caught a glimpse of the handwriting on the paper airplane by accident.

"Are you looking for Qingchun?"

"She hasn't woken up at this time." He said in a tone that knew her better than him, "I was looking for you, and I wanted to visit your store." Wei Chenzhi liked her store very much.

"Welcome." Zeng Xinyan said.

When Wei Chenzhi stepped into Milestone, he couldn't help but notice the handwriting on the paper airplanes that Zeng Xinyan put aside.

"Your font is very similar to Qingchun's." He said.

Zeng Xinyan stopped in front of a large mirror, looking at the man's back in the mirror.

Unexpectedly, the first secret shared with Zhou Qingchun turned out to be these childish paper airplanes.

Although Zhou Qingchun and Wei Chenzhi were friends, she couldn't tell him the truth, it was inappropriate to do so.

Wei Chenzhi turned around and said, "No, this is clearly Qingchun's handwriting."

The font is blurred and he can still recognize it, it's not easy!

Wei Chenzhi came forward, saw that Zeng Xinyan was silent, so he had to change the subject: "Among Qingchun's novels, which one do you like the most?"

Zeng Xinyan said very ashamedly: "I haven't seen any of them."

Wei Chenzhi was not very surprised, he said: "The culture of western countries is different from ours in the east. Besides mosaic handicrafts, what else do you usually like to do?"

Zeng Xinyan said, "Introduce me to a novel by Qingchun."

"A Beautiful Encounter." Wei Chenzhi said, "This is Qingchun's best book. She poured all her emotions into this book."

"A beautiful encounter? What is the content about?" Zeng Xinyan asked curiously.

"It's about a man with a very superstitious feeling. After searching for many years, he finally met that person by chance."

"I thought only women were superstitious about feelings, but I didn't expect there to be men who believed in feelings." Zeng Xinyan said.

"Although there are a few of them, they are not unavailable." Wei Chenzhi looked at Zeng Xin thoughtfully and said, "How did you know Qingchun?"

They asked each other this question at the same time.

Relying on a woman's intuition, Zeng Xinyan sensed something, and she asked, "Do you like Zhou Qingchun?"

Wei Chenzhi smiled without saying a word.

Zeng Xinyan smiled, but she should have thought of it a long time ago.

After Wei Chen left, Zeng Xinyan strung up Zhou Qingchun's paper airplanes with strings and hung them under the stairs. When a gust of wind blew by, they bumped into each other and flew away.

After closing the store in the evening, she went to a nearby bookstore and bought Zhou Qingchun's "Beautiful Encounter" and took it home.

Knowing that Zhou Qingchun's pen name is Taiyin, Wei Chenzhi also told her.

During the period of acquaintance, Zhou Qingchun never shared with her about the life of writing.

Zeng Xinyan has no friends who are writers, nor friends who love Chinese.For Zhou Qingchun, she began to have some admiration and curiosity.

That night, she hid under the quilt and began to open this novel under the dim light by the bedside.

Only then did she realize that almost half of the densely packed Chinese characters were unknown to her. It turned out that she had overestimated herself, and her Chinese level was not as good as she imagined.

Is Zhou Qingchun's writing too deep, or her Chinese level is too shallow?The word "encounter" in the title alone is already her new word.

Originally, she wanted to see if she would become a lunatic who read books, but she actually has dyslexia, she is a lunatic with dyslexia!

Zeng Xinyan was educated in English since childhood.Her father was a professor of English at the Royal University, and her mother worked as a foreign language translator for state television before retiring.

Her parents communicated with her in English since she was a child. Her parents didn’t know Chinese. Instead, she learned Chinese from her uncle’s family, but only when she read Zhou Qingchun’s novels did she know how to use it. .

In fact, Zeng Xinyan once thought that he would never meet Zhou Qingchun again.

Although she said she would contact her again the night she broke up with Zhou Qingchun in Paris, the space barrier still quietly took back her passion and sensibility, and even restored her to her original rational and sober state.

Before that, she always thought that she could die like this, until after leaving the Moulin Rouge that night, she found some long-lost mood and herself from Zhou Qingchun's sad eyes...

While Zhou Qingchun was eagerly waiting for an answer from her, she actually said that sentence without thinking: When I think about Dang Guiqiao, we will definitely meet again!

Then, she was deeply involved in contradictions, and she handed over the fate between them to God, who will decide.

She thought she would receive news from Zhou Qingchun, but she didn't expect a wrong email address to make her passively think that this was the only result.

The two times when I met Zhou Qingchun, it seemed that a magical power was calling her, making her a little involuntary and involuntary.

It's just that Zeng Xinyan no longer wants to be nice to anyone.

At the age of 35, after seven years of sojourning as a single life, she has already adapted to the life of being alone and without any worries.

For her, feelings may become a burden at any time, it is too heavy.

Why do you want to go home, why do you have to go back to this sad place?

Everything seemed to be by accident, and even she began to wonder if it was predestined somewhere.

Zeng Xinyan was afraid of feelings, afraid that in the end it would be another dream, she didn't want to spend another five or ten years healing herself.That being the case, why go into another person's world now?

Thinking of this, she closed "Beautiful Encounter" and put it aside.

In Zeng Xinyan's emotional world, she realized and recognized that it was a very, very dangerous feeling.

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--it is good--

Hehe, the fate has already started, even if you realize that, can things develop according to your own wishes?

— wait —

Was this ever JJ this big?

Zeng Xinyan has been hurt emotionally, right?

Zhou Qingchun really lives up to his name, very...pure;

——Traveling all over the world, I can’t swim through my own heart——

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8. Safe distance

It's been a long time since I experienced insomnia, and Zeng Xinyan, who struggled for a long time before falling asleep, fell into a dream.

She dreamed that she and Zhou Qingchun flew to Provence in summer, and they turned into very small children, playing with paper airplanes in the sea of ​​lavender flowers blooming everywhere.

Zhou Qingchun's paper airplane was sprayed like fireworks in the clear sky blown by abundant sunshine and warm wind. She danced and desperately asked Zeng Xinyan to catch the paper airplane, but Zeng Xinyan was