Writing is like, when you are constipated, you will squat in the pit and hold your ears and neck thick, but when you are sloppy, it is like opening the flood gate to prevent floods, and it is very comfortable. That night, when Lin Yiming nodded approvingly, Govin let out a sigh of relief, and he finally wrote a short story that Lin Yiming agreed.

Lin Yiming smiled and looked at Gowen with a comfortable look of the liberation of the toiling masses, and couldn't help but float a trace of respect in his heart.

But seeing that Govin was repeatedly hit by himself, but he was able to be defeated and defeated again and again, not discouraged, not giving up, and always believing that he could write satisfactory works, Lin Yiming praised in his heart: It's strange that people like Govin don't succeed.

Thinking of this, Lin Yiming poked Gowen's stomach with his elbow, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "It seems to be ...... It seems like...... Do you want to celebrate? "He's been slaughtered by Govin for all sorts of inexplicable reasons.

Having said that these days, these two people have become talkative, and they are as good as a honeymoon.

The so-called black who is close to ink, Lin Yiming, a simple young man, has now been cultivated by Gewen into a qualified Xiao angry youth, and sometimes his oily tone makes Gewen, the master, feel a big headache. Moreover, the two often wolf together for Jian, scourging the people of Shanghai. Fortunately, in Shanghai in the 80s, the people were simple and enthusiastic, even if they whistled at the American NV, they would not attract the exclamation of "hooligans", and I wonder if the NV comrades would smile at you.

"No problem, go to the Sichuan restaurant next to Fudan now, you can order whatever you want." Govin replied cheerfully. He had already received this month's salary in advance two days ago, and in addition to sharing the rent and meal expenses with Lin Yiming, he still had a little spare money on hand.

"So what are you waiting for, go." Lin Yiming put down the manuscript in his hand and stood up.

was blackmailed by Lin Yiming for a sumptuous dinner. The two came out of the hotel shoulder to shoulder and walked slowly.

"Yiming, do you have any ambitions?" Looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, Govin suddenly missed his life in the 21st century. The same starry sky, the same decadence, is the loss of friends around me has been changed.

"Ambition? It's just like Ba Lao can become a writer. Lin Yiming said, "My parents also miss me like this." ”

"Writers? Writing is actually very hard, and you have to endure loneliness and loneliness. There are a lot of writers who commit suicide, don't you know? Govin recalls his painful experience, and then thinks of Kafka, Haizi and Gu Cheng.

"Oh, that's a problem. But it doesn't matter, if you're lonely, I'll look for you when the time comes, and there are many writers who don't commit suicide. Lin Yiming said, "What about you?" ”

"What the hell ......" Gowen was stupid. He couldn't help but ask what his ambition was, or what he wanted to do when he returned to this era! However, the answer is really vague.

Suddenly, Govin remembered what a friend had told him before, "I wish I could go back to the Middle Ages, I have nothing to do hunting, dancing, playing the piano, writing poetry, going to the salon during the day to play the mountains, going to the dance at night to soak in xiaoniu, raising dozens of knights, and then finding a bunch of lovers...... "Unfortunately, it was not this friend who crossed over."

"I don't know."

"But maybe, we'll find out later."

In the afternoon of the next day, Govin was bored and went to the busiest shopping mall near the Bund in Shanghai alone. Today is the weekend, and he doesn't need to go to the editorial department to rest, but Lin Yiming is different, he is working in the editorial department at this time.

The store, called the First Mall, lives up to its name and has six floors. At this time, people had money and couldn't buy things, so the mall was crowded.

Govin wandered around for a while and bought stacks of manuscript paper. As he walked out of the mall's Mén entrance, a xiaonv child was sleeping on the ground.

Feeling strange, Govin walked over and took a look, not to mention that this Xiao Lori is really cute, with white skin and chubby limbs, and four sky-high handles on her head. The dress is a short skirt made by hand, which just brings out her cute xiaotuǐ1ù. His face was dirty, and he looked like he had cried.

Maybe it's a lost xiaonv child. Govin nudged the xiaonv child, and it took a while for xiao loli to open her eyes.

Then it took a while for a while for Gewen to know what was going on in the voice of Xiao Lori, nai, nai, and angry. It turned out that xiao loli and her father were shopping in the mall.,xiao loli came out after going to the toilet and found that her father was gone.,Panicked and searched the crowd for a long time and didn't find it.,Finally, I was so tired that I couldn't walk.,I ran to the stairs of the big mén mouth and cried.,After a while, I fell asleep on my stomach.。

Govin couldn't help but sigh that the security in this era is really good, there are no traffickers, if it is placed in the previous life, I really dare not think about it. Seeing Xiao Lori's snot and tears, her face was full of tears, so she squatted down and said to Xiao Lori kindly: "Sister Xiao, my brother will take you to find Dad, okay." ”

Waiting for Xiao Lori to choke up this promise, Gowen first went to the candy counter and bought a few plum candy for Hua money, calmed Xiao Lori's heart, and then took her to the bathroom to wash her hands and face, cleaned up, and finally took her around the façade of the mall to find her father.

Finally in a crowd with police, Xiao Lori saw her father, and at this time, more than a little time had passed for Govin to accompany Xiao Lori. Xiao Lori ran over crying and threw herself into her father's arms. Her father also seemed to be about to go crazy, and he didn't let go of Xiao Lori for a long time.

When Gowen and the police comrades recounted the process of their appearance in Lori, and were about to leave, Xiao Lori's father came over and shook Gowen's hand while shaking it and kept saying thank you, insisting that Gowen told him his name and address, saying that he wanted him to come to the house as a guest. And xiao Lori didn't know if she was bought by a few candies from Govin or fell in love with this new brother, and she also tugged at Govyn's sleeve and didn't let go. In desperation, Govin had no choice but to tell them his name and address.

"Do you know Lin Yiming?" Xiao Lori's father hesitated and lifted the glasses that were about to fall.

"Do you know Lin Yiming?" Govin was also a little surprised.

"Let me introduce myself, I am a teacher in the Chinese Department of Fudan University, Hang Jian. Lin Yiming is my student. Xiao Lori's father explained.

"Ah, hello." Govin and Professor Hang shake hands.

"I often hear Lin Yiming talk about you, I didn't expect that we could meet here today, and you helped me so much, thank you so much." Hang Jian held Gowen's right hand very strongly, as if he wanted to express his gratitude in this way.

"No, no." Govin said modestly.

“…… Someday, I have time for Lin Yiming to lead you to my house as a guest. Hang Jian said repeatedly.

"Huh?" Then Govin smiled bitterly and nodded in agreement, if he didn't agree, Hang Jian might not let him go.

Smiling at Xiao Loli on Hang Jian's shoulder, he kept waving to himself, and Govin left the first shopping mall in a happy mood.