After writing the book, all of Yokohama wanted to hunt me down

"I love you so much already. 』

For a period of time, Yuan Xuan would often subconsciously raise her hand and make a small gesture of "touching" the earrings.

However, at this time, there will be a vague sadness in her eyebrows and eyes, as if she is missing the things that have left her.

That was the family she cherished the most, and the only object of her love.

Yuan Xuan seemed to be able to sense her brother's aura on it, which was their last bond.

But in this world, her brother does not exist.Yuan Xuan thought, because if he really existed, he would definitely not come to her until now.

If he really exists...he must not turn a blind eye to her.

"In the future, I will no longer use this pseudonym."

Editor-in-Chief Kurata was a little stunned by the sudden news.

"Wait! Wait! Teacher Yuan!" He excitedly raised his hand as if to hold back, but in fact Yuan Xuan was sitting opposite him, her posture was so quiet that she didn't make any movement.

Editor-in-Chief Kurata felt that his surroundings suddenly turned pale, as if he was in a sad mood at the moment.

His boss is Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, and Ryuhiko Shibusawa bought the publishing house for Yuan Xuan, but now that the publishing house is booming, Yuan Xuan said that he was going to close his pen.

why is it like this……!

Editor-in-Chief Kurata showed a state of paper-colored face, completely unprepared to accept her decision.

"Have you discussed it with Mr. Shibusawa..." he said with difficulty.

Perhaps she has already said it, editor Kurata thought, the boss never refute her opinions, so she can always do whatever she wants—although she herself does not have this kind of self-consciousness most of the time.

She doesn't have the consciousness of "I am being loved" at all, because Yuan Xuan, the editor-in-chief of Kurata, always looks very cautious when she sees her.

It's as if...she didn't know that someone loved her, that someone would tolerate her and support her unconditionally.

Yuan Xuan said, "Not yet."

Her voice was soft, without any aggressiveness, and her tone was very calm...it could even be said to be gentle.However, the content of the words was like a sledgehammer to the editor-in-chief Kurata.

Editor-in-Chief Kurata recalled the immature face of the still young Yuanxuan. She held Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's hand timidly, and looked at everything around her like a baby bird that hadn't yet flown out of its nest. .

That was the first time he saw Yuan Xuan.In the blink of an eye, many years have passed, and she has become a popular novelist from an unknown little girl.

Not only that, because she starred in her own movie, she also added the label of "actress"... It seems that she has a bright future.

Wealth, fame...and the "love" of many.

She seems to have it all.

Because I have obtained a lot, I am already satisfied, so I no longer pursue it, and want to stop here... It seems a very reasonable decision.

Thinking of this, Editor-in-Chief Kurata almost drooped his head.

"Sorry." Seeing his appearance, Yuan Xuan whispered to him, "I have caused you trouble again."

When she speaks, editor-in-chief Kurata can always hear the reverberation of her past in her voice and tone.

That timid, weak little girl.

Editor-in-Chief Kurata lowered his head and waved his hands, subconsciously reassuring her that there was nothing wrong.

Yuan Xuan watched him quietly, as if she could understand why the editor-in-chief Kurata showed such an expression.

"I've always been very grateful to you," Yuan Xuan said suddenly, "From the past to the present, you have done a lot for me..."

She recalled the past, and the editor-in-chief Kurata comforted her who hadn't written a new manuscript for a long time, sent her letters from readers, and cared more about the sales of new books than she did when they were released...

She has firmly remembered everything in the past.

Yuan Xuan stared deeply at the editor-in-chief Cangtian, and she said to him: "I will always remember you."

Editor-in-Chief Kurata raised his face when she recalled the past, facing her sincere and innocent eyes, he almost had the urge to run away in shame.It's like doing something sorry for her.

For example, at the beginning, behind her back, I discussed with the boss (Shibusawa Tatsuhiko) how to "recycle" her books that no one bought...

Thinking of the boss, and looking at Yuan Xuan in front of him, editor-in-chief Cang Tian couldn't help feeling more and more guilty.

Yuan Xuan watched his expression change several times, although she didn't quite understand why he had such a big reaction, she still kindly handed him a tissue to wipe his sweat.

"If it's possible..." Yuan Xuan wanted to say, "I want to ask, are the manuscript papers I sent before still there?"

When the last piece of paper was used up, Yuan Xuan almost felt as if she had just realized that she really belonged to "this world" at that moment.

Like a migratory bird, it saw countless beautiful flowers during the long journey, and finally restrained its wings in the spring brought by the warm ocean current.

She finally landed "here" (this world).

Yuan Xuan thought, if possible, she would like to get back those papers.It doesn't matter if it doesn't work.

Everything in the past has become the past with the words written by her.What she wanted to say had been said, and what she wanted to do had been done.The past is left in the past, but people are going to the future.

However, the editor-in-chief Kurata, who heard this question, was extremely nervous, because those manuscripts had already been taken away by the boss (Shibusawa Tatsuhiko).

How should I tell her this...

Looking at Yuan Xuan's clear eyes, Editor-in-Chief Cang Tian felt a burst of tangled pain.

To say or not to say?

He gritted his teeth, and finally told her the truth of the matter - including that Shibusawa Ryuhiko bought the publishing house for her in the first place.

Yuanxuan heard from others what she had never heard before, what Shibusawa Ryuhiko had done for her.

Yokohama is a coastal city. The sea breeze that blows throughout the year carries the slightly salty sea water, and the moist moisture is in the air, gently wrapping everything in sight.

The drizzle gradually began to fall, and the dense rain fell down, like countless illusory spider threads hanging from the bliss.

Yuan Xuan, who had come back from the publishing house, was sitting at home, waiting for another owner of the house.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko didn't bring an umbrella when he went out, and it started to rain on the way back, probably because he didn't bother to buy another umbrella, so when he came back, his hair and gloves were wet.

"you're back."

Yuan Xuan got up when he entered the door, but did not come to him, but stood in the living room a few steps away from the entrance and looked at him.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko keenly realized that something was wrong, and his hands that were taking off his coat paused.

"Xuan?"

He called her name subconsciously, and his eyes fell on her intently, as if he was asking her.

A quiet atmosphere filled the house, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Yuanxuan looked at each other silently.

However, only for a moment, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko felt a warm touch, and Yuan Xuan hugged him tightly. When she ran over, it was like a heavy rain that fell at the end of spring, facing the unclosed door. window.

She fell into Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's heart.

"I love you."

She said to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, "I can't help but love you."