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A red banner hung in the lobby of a shopping mall in the north city, which read: Banjiang Seser Book Signing Meeting.

Now, Jiang Feiran is a little god in the Internet world, and she has published the first book in her life, and at this time, she should be an emotional person, but she is uncertain, and her face looks a little haggard.

Since she met Xie Lingjun, she has insomnia.

Fortunately, the book-signing wave has passed, and there are not many people left now.

Jiang Feiran endured the headache, signed the last few books with a gentle smile, put down the pen and put it on: "Sangsang, we can go back." ”

Sang Sang's pen name is Lu Sang, his real name is Sang Zhi, he is a well-known platinum god, Jiang Feiran's online friend, the two can talk, and they have been based twice in private, and the friendship has grown by leaps and bounds into best friends. Of course, the most direct factor contributing to this girlfriend relationship is Jiang Li's children.

Jiang Feiran took her son with her when she met Sang Zhi, and since then, Sang Zhi has become Jiang Li's godmother. Jiang Feiran came to work in Beicheng, and the publishing house booked her economy class, and Sang Zhi upgraded her to business class under the banner of not being able to wronged her godson.

While Jiang Feiran signed autographs for book fans, Sang Zhi sat on the side and played with her mobile phone. She came over to invite Jiang Feiran to dinner, and seeing her ugly face, she asked worriedly, "Feiran, are you uncomfortable?"

Jiang Feiran turned around and smiled at her, and began to tidy up the table: "It's okay, I didn't sleep well last night." ”

Sang Zhi wanted to tease her when she saw that she was listless, she grabbed her mobile phone and approached Jiang Feiran, and said excitedly: "Look, my male god, is it handsome?"

Caught off guard, the handsome and compelling face on the mobile phone came into view, Jiang Feiran looked at it in a daze, and there was no sound.

“…… It's been a long time since he was last seen, and there's finally another news of him...... He's a very low-key person, and he doesn't hype ......"

Sang Zhi's eyebrows fluttered when she said Xie Lingjun, and she chattered, but Jiang Feiran didn't hear a word, and her ears were buzzing.

Sang Zhi finally found that Jiang Feiran was staring directly at the people on the screen, thinking that Jiang Feiran also fell to Xie Lingjun's appearance, and felt like a fellow practitioner, and said happily: "You don't care about the entertainment industry, so let me briefly introduce it to you." His name is Xie Lingjun, the actor, the double winner of the emperor, a man with good looks and talent, and countless ...... in the harem"

Jiang Feiran finally came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze from the screen, hooked his lips and smiled faintly, and glanced at the empty signing ground.

In fact, there were not many book fans who came to the meeting, and it ended soon.

Oh, it's been four years, and he's gone one step further, and she's struggled for so long, whether it's up or down, and the difference between people is really different.

Jiang Feiran smiled self-deprecatingly, it seemed that it was a wise decision to divorce him back then.

picked up Jiang Li from the hotel and went to the hotel, but Jiang Feiran didn't move in front of the boiling hot pot.

Jiang Li gently pulled the hem of Sang Zhi's clothes, Sang Zhi lowered her body very cooperatively, Jiang Li covered her little hand and said in her ear: "Sang Ma, is there no one for me to ask her for an autograph?"

Sang Zhi glanced at Jiang Feiran, touched her chin and thought about it, squeezed a smile and comforted: "Feiran, don't be sad." It's your first book published, normal. And now that the publishing industry is in a recession, readers are running to read books online, and they are already lucky to be eligible for publishing. ”

She didn't know that Jiang Feiran was now thinking about the three words Xie Lingjun, as well as the nine years from the time she was thirteen years old to the age of twenty-one, and the memory of Xie Lingjun tossed and turned in her mind all night.

Jiang Feiran sighed, picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of beef and soaked it in the hot pot. probably touched that memory suddenly, which made her eyes feel a little sour, and she didn't lift her eyelids for a long time, and it was foggy.

Jiang Li and Sang Zhi watched the slices of beef turn color in the hot soup and grew old...... The two looked at each other, Jiang Li thought about it, picked up the spare tissue next to him, borrowed Sang Zhi's pen, stepped back from the chair, and then walked in front of Jiang Feiran.

"Mama, you can sign it for me......"

Jiang Feiran was stunned, and turned his head to look at his son: "...... Signed, signed, signed?"

Jiang Li frowned his shallow little eyebrows: "Your name." ”

Jiang Feiran understood what he meant, touched his son's head, and hugged him to his lap: "I'm not sad about the signing meeting." ”

On the other side, Sang Zhi looked at Jiang Feiran and felt that she just wanted to save face and refused to admit it. She said cautiously: "Feiran, I think the signing meeting is your home field, so I didn't disclose my identity to help you, you won't be angry with me, right?"