Wife Please Be Obedient

"Sister He, you are so nice, I thought you would..."

Gu Xiaoqing is still a little cautious, so why not sit by the window and keep touching the book cover after ordering food.

"What can you do?"

"Hey...nothing."

The signing event is not only to sign the name of the author of your favorite book, but also to look at the real person of the author and see what the person who composes these words and creates such a world is like.

Gu Xiaoqing felt very satisfied, and what he got today has exceeded his psychological expectations.

Especially why her gentle temperament and kindness are perfectly in line with her imagination, and even better.

A worthwhile trip.

"I thought before that if I could write such a gentle story, that person must also be very gentle. When I see it now, it really is... Sister He, I want to ask, that... the story in this book is Is your personal experience?"

"No." Why not smile and shook his head.

"Ah? Then why can you write so delicately..." Gu Xiaoqing asked subconsciously.

"No one who writes martial arts really knows how to fly away."

Why bother blinking mischievously, "It's impossible for someone who writes a stranger to really catch ghosts every day."

"...Okay." Gu Xiaoqing was slightly embarrassed and realized that she had asked a very stupid question.

She looked at the covers of the three books on the table and sighed, "Yes, how can such feelings actually exist..."

"Not necessarily...I believe there must be something better. Although I did not meet it, someone will meet it."

"Perhaps." There was a trace of yearning on Gu Xiaoqing's face, and she raised her eyes to see why, "Thank you, Sister He, for showing me such a beautiful story..."

Human pessimism is not interlinked, but words can resonate emotionally.

Even if you know that it is difficult for you to encounter such beautiful feelings, you can still feel the warmth and happiness when reading the stories in the book. While longing for it, it can be regarded as making up for a little regret.

"No, it should be me thank you, thank you for liking the story I wrote." Why not shook his head slightly and looked at Gu Xiaoqing.

The two of them should be friends.

It was her at the beginning, and I don’t know how many times I have read the stories written by Whyhe. From physical books to the Internet, those comments and analyses always make Whyhe wonder.

That is the feeling of meeting a confidant.

Although they don’t know each other’s names, they are more like friends than friends.

"Hey...nothing will happen in the future, right? I really want to see them keep going like this."

"No, I promise."

Since the beginning of writing, why not have set a perfect ending.

This story will not be ruined this time.

The food was very slow at meal time, so don't worry, I slowly drank tea and answered various questions that Gu Xiaoqing asked from time to time. When the food was on the table, Gu Xiaoqing's restraint had disappeared.

"Do you live in Los Angeles?" Why not ask.

"Yes, it's over the North City."

"It's quite far from here."

"Fortunately, it's just two extra bus transfers." Gu Xiaoqing shook his head, paused for a while and asked, "Is Sister He also from Los Angeles?"

"Not yet."

"Oh……"

The dark night outside was suppressed, and a little bit of starlight was hung in the sky. After eating, why not stop Gu Xiaoqing from going to check out, and paid for himself, and invited this most familiar and strangest friend to dinner.

"Goodbye Sister He!"

"Goodbye, it's getting late, pay attention on the way."

"Ok!"

Holding his three books, Gu Xiaoqing reluctantly turned and walked towards the bus stop.

As she walked, she clenched her left hand and shook her fiercely. She stood on tiptoes, walked two steps lightly, and hummed happily in her mouth.

This weekend had a great time.

...

"Eat for so long?"

Qin Guanglin came out from the KFC next to him, took the bag of what's wrong, handed Pikachu to her, and then walked towards the parking place together.

As early as when he left the door of the signing hall, he received a message saying that he was going to eat with a friend he just met and let him find something to eat by himself, so he went to the next door KFC to settle the dinner himself.

"Serving food is too slow, remember it, we won't come to this store in the future."

Why not point behind him and fiddle with Pikachu twice. This little toy was given in the children's package at first glance, and said with a smile: "Is such an adult still eating the children's package?"

"There is no rule not to eat." Qin Guanglin shrugged indifferently, "I have not eaten two burgers, so I can only add a small set meal. This is a good deal."

"Huh, older children."

"Ababaabaaba...I want milk..."

"Go and go, it's not ashamed, it's outside." Why not push him away with a smile, "Hurry up and drive."

The sky is full of stars and the streets are lush green. The two people squeeze together, laughing and making noises. The breeze is blowing from a distance, gently blowing beside them, shaking the corners of their clothes, why don’t they blow their ears? A strand of broken hair on the side.

"At first I thought you were going to dinner with a boy book friend. I almost rolled up my sleeves and beat him up. I looked closely and found that it was a woman."

"It's just that their hair is a little shorter, so how does it look like a man?" Why not roll his eyes, "So jealous?"

"Humph, what do you think?"

The two got into the car jokingly, why not the phone rang.

"Sister He, you are such a gentle person, you will definitely meet the happiness in the book."

She looked at the WeChat news and smiled, "You too, come on."

"Look, some people say that I am gentle." Why not show off the phone in front of Qin Guanglin.

"Well, yes, you are gentle."

Qin Guanglin fastened his seat belt and said, "Is the one in the book... very happy?"

He has naturally read the book written by his girlfriend, and he has read it more than once. Although regret and why didn't he know it so early in the book, in his opinion, the relationship between the two is not much worse than in the fictional story.

"more or less."

"Hmm..." Qin Guanglin thought for a while, and suddenly he smiled, seeing her eyes a little bit ill-intentioned, "I can't help my childhood sweetheart, but I can give you other happiness."

Why not look at him falsely and ask: "For example...?"

"Sizzle..." Qin Guanglin made an onomatopoeia.

"Bah, I'm not serious."

"You didn't write it yet."

While talking and laughing, the car started, slowly turned around in the dark, and then steadily drove on the road towards home.

...

Late at night.

The curtains were closed tightly, and the air was filled with the scent of heather flowers. Qin Guanglin lay on the bed relaxedly, with one hand on the edge of the bed, what's the problem with the other, squinting his eyes to recollect.

Not to mention, it is indeed very happy to experience it occasionally according to the book.

Why not lie on the bed, lazily not wanting to move, it took a long time to move his head against his chest, closed his eyes and said, "A little hungry."

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Guanglin grumbled twice in his stomach, why not raise his head with a little surprise, "Go buy food!"

She passed by alone, and now the two of them are hungry together.

Directly instruct him.

Qin Guanglin casually touched the phone on the bedside table, then put it back and said, "It's past twelve o'clock, there's no food left...there is only the food stall with the door open. Do you want to eat barbecue or something? "

"Does the small supermarket downstairs also open? Buy a plum, and buy what you want to eat." Why not rub a little foot on his leg, "By the way, there are duck claws..."

"Are you hungry or greedy?"

Qin Guanglin slightly raised his head to look at her. Seeing her blinking eyes, he had no choice but to get up and grab his clothes at the corner of the bed, "Is there anything else you want to eat?"

"Um... no more."

Why not have bright eyes, watching Qin Guanglin get out of bed after getting dressed, get up to hug him, and slap him again, "Thank you, husband."

Hey, Qin Guanglin is ecstatic.

"Wait, come back soon!"

He agreed, took his wallet and went downstairs, and soon ran up again, with a big bag of snacks in his hand.

Why not lie on the bedside, holding up the second duck paw like a hamster, Qin Guanglin has already eaten two loaves of bread, slurping two large glasses of water, feeling that his strength is back again.

Turning his head to see why his little mouth mumbled and spit out bones, his eyes moved horizontally.

Why not see his face tightening, "What do you want to do?"

"It's delicious, isn't it?" Qin Guanglin smiled very mildly, "Hurry up and eat."

"..."