"Then we'll see. After saying that, Wen Qian hung up the phone.

Wen Qian felt that her heart was beating fast, especially when Xiao Lingyue said that she missed her.

These days, she also misses Xiao Lingyue, and she tells Xiao Lingyue that she has been very busy lately and she can't influence him.

But in fact, the most fundamental reason is that Wen Qian found that her feelings for Xiao Lingyue had exceeded her expectations.

Wen Qian has never chased stars, at most she is the song of her favorite singer, listen to it a few times, and watch the drama of her favorite actor a few times.

But now that he is almost thirty years old, he is still mixed in with a group of young girls born in the 90s and 00s, chasing stars with them.

Not long after Wen Qian hung up Xiao Lingyue's phone, the phone rang again.

Wen Qian was a little weak-hearted, for fear that it was Xiao Lingyue's call.

But when I picked it up slowly, I realized that it was a manga editor.

"My little Jiang Jiang, do you know that you have become a little rich woman this month?"

Wen Qian's editor is a super soft and cute girl, and she likes to bring a small word every time she calls someone, but in fact, Wen Qian is three years younger than her.

"Don't tell me that my comic rights have been sold. ”

"Hahaha, we will make persistent efforts on copyright matters, but do you know how much you have paid this month?"

Wen Qian: "······"

"Little Jiang Jiang, really, I've never seen so much money, do you want to give me a gift?"

Wen Qian: "How much?"

Bubbles: "Gift." ”

Wen Qian: "Hmph, I'll go to the editor-in-chief tomorrow to change the editor for me." ”

Bubbles: "Ahhhhh ”

When Wen Qian heard this number, she was shocked, usually the monthly manuscript fee is six or seven thousand, and the rest is earned by her private work.

"How can there be so many?

"That's right, the number of readers has increased a lot this month, and they will reward a lot. ”

"Little Jiang Jiang, we're going to be on fire!"

Wen Qian opened the backstage and looked at the data that was much higher than before, and couldn't tell whether it was joy or sorrow.

This is Xiao Lingyue's ability to bring goods, just a repost of Weibo can have such a high income.

She held her mobile phone, hesitated for a long time, and never called Xiao Lingyue.

The next day, Wen Qian got up and went to the supermarket to buy ingredients for making cakes, and on the way back, she remembered that she hadn't prepared any gifts for Xiao Lingyue except for cakes.

But Xiao Lingyue felt that he didn't lack anything, so what gift to give Xiao Lingyue was really a bit of a headache.

In the afternoon, Wen Qian had just made a cake for Xiao Lingyue at home, when someone knocked on the door.

Wen Qian opened, and it was her editing bubble.

Bubble is actually the editor's name, and his real name is Xin Xiaoxiao.

Xiao Xiao popped out his head, and then rolled his two big eyes, "I'm here to eat." ”

Wen Qian's cooking is delicious, every time Wen Qian sends a manuscript fee, Xiaoxiao will inevitably come to eat.

But before Wen Qian could welcome Xiaoxiao in, another person came to the door.

Wen Qian turned around and opened the door, it was Xiao Yan.

"Hello Miss Wen, I'm here to pick you up at Yueyue's birthday party. When Xiao Yan spoke, he didn't have a little expression.

Because subconsciously, he felt that Wen Qian had given Xiao Lingyue ecstasy soup.

"I ······" Wen Qian was about to refuse.

Xin Xiaoxiao suddenly turned back and shouted in disbelief: "Whose birthday party?"

Xin Xiaoxiao grabbed Wen Qian's arm and shook it, "My little Jiang Jiang, you actually know my 'husband'?"

Some fans called Xiao Lingyue "husband", Wen Qian was surprised when she first heard it, and now she is not surprised.

Xiao Yan glanced at Xin Xiaoxiao, it should be the first time he has heard someone call Wen Qian like this.

Wen Qian ignored Xin Xiaoxiao, just smiled and continued: "Happy birthday to him, I won't go to the scene." ”

"No, no, no, I'm going, little Jiang Jiang, it's Xiao Lingyue, my new husband. ”

As soon as Xinxiao's words fell, Xiao Yan said again: "If Miss Wen doesn't go, the more angry I will be, and I don't know what she will post on Weibo." ”

Yes, last time, Wen Qian just walked on the front foot, and Xiao Lingyue paid attention to her tuba on the back foot, and also helped her comics to promote.

Wen Qian didn't want to be noticed like this anymore.

Xin Xiaoxiao looked at the two of them strangely, but she couldn't say it.

In the end, it was Wen Qian who compromised.

Wen Qian packed the cake and took it, and the three of them set off together.

The place where Xiao Lingyue's birthday party was held was more than two hours away from where Wen Qian lived.

When they arrived, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening, and the birthday party was set for half past seven.

Wen Qian didn't go backstage to see Xiao Lingyue, and Xin Xiaoxiao sat in their seats and started waiting.

"Oh, little Jiang Jiang, don't you chase stars? ”

Wen Qian put the cake at her feet and retorted, "Isn't it your 'husband'? ”

Xin Xiaoxiao admitted that she couldn't talk about Wen Qian, so she changed the topic and asked, "How did you meet my 'husband'?"

Wen Qian doesn't understand, these little girls who have never even talked about love are called "husband" so smoothly.

Wen Qian didn't answer, so she played Tai Chi with Xiaoxiao, and in the end, Wen Qian was entangled by Xiaoxiao, so she replied with no choice: "She is the younger brother of my good friend." ”

"Wow!"

As soon as Wen Qian's words fell, the lights were suddenly turned off, there was no light, only a gentle voice reached everyone's ears through the system surround speaker.

Slowly saw a beam of light, and the person standing under the light was Xiao Lingyue.

I hadn't seen Xiao Lingyue for two weeks, and suddenly when I saw it before, Wen Qian felt that she was even nervous about breathing, and it was in such a dazzling way.

Except for the last time, when she saw Xiao Lingyue in the cinema, it was the first time for Wen Qian to watch Xiao Lingyue's performance so closely, clearly, and completely.

Wen Qian had only felt the temperature and strength of Xiao Lingyue's body, but she never expected that his body would be so soft when he danced, and every movement was perfect.

After a dance, Wen Qian is still immersed in her own world.

When she raised her head and looked at the stage, she found that the lights on the stage had already been turned on, and the birthday promotional picture on the big screen behind her was the one she had drawn.

The two Xiao Lingyue passed by, the 20-year-old Xiao Lingyue came over, and the 19-year-old Xiao Lingyue passed by.

It also reads: 20-year-old life has just begun, and all the good things are looking forward to meeting you.

Wen Qian suddenly remembered that the host of Chaohua had said that Xiao Lingyue's studio was going to use this picture, and asked her to adjust the size, but she didn't care too much about it at the time.

When Wen Qian looked at the painting, her afterglow swept by, as if someone was looking at her.

Wen Qian's eyes rolled and she just wanted to find out who it was, only to find out that it was Xiao Lingyue who was standing on the stage looking at her.

In fact, there is still a distance between the stage and the audience, although Xiao Lingyue is looking in their direction, but she inexplicably feels that Xiao Lingyue is looking at herself.

When singing, the eyes of the two people will collide intentionally or unintentionally.

Xiao Lingyue had never felt that an event would be so long, he wanted to stop all the performances and leave with the woman in the audience.

He was impulsive, restrained.

Wen Qian is also a little weak-hearted, after all, she has a lot of relationship with the person on stage.

With this kind of uneasy heart, Wen Qian followed the interaction of fans until the most exciting part of the birthday party - giving gifts.

Xiao Lingyue will draw some fans, and then fans can give the gifts they prepared to Xiao Lingyue by hand, and they can take a group photo.

Wen Qian quietly looked at Xiao Lingyue, who was interacting with fans on stage, and felt more and more that he was so gentle and sunny.

When it came to the last fan spot, the fans in the audience began to get excited, and some even couldn't hold back their own, and kept raising their hands and waving, trying to attract Xiao Lingyue's attention.

The girl next to Wen Qian saw that everyone was so positive, and she also stood up and raised her hand, but when she got up, her movement was too large and she accidentally kicked the cake that Wen Qian put at her feet.

With the sound of the cake being kicked away, Xiao Lingyue had already drawn out the last lucky fan.

Xiao Lingyue: "No. 0202"

Wen Qian leaned down to reach the cake that was kicked a little far, not paying any attention to the sound on the stage.

The other fans found out that the number they called was not their own, and they all sighed and sat down.

On the side, Xin Xiaoxiao shouted excitedly: "Ah, little Jiang Jiang, No. 0202 is you." ”

When the surroundings are quiet, the voice of the person speaking is amplified a lot.

Wen Qian picked up the broken cake, sat down, and looked at the cake, the box packaging was fine, but the cake inside was broken.

Wen Qian was a little sad, and when she raised her head to look at the stage, she realized that everyone's eyes were looking at her.