- Black sunlight.

Sunlight deriving from darkness. The moment the light pierced the black zone of the sky, it was as if the heart that had been blinded by the night had been torn open from the outer layer of armor, allowing the bright and warm light to penetrate into it, illuminating every corner, and softening every trace of coldness in the veins. She knows that she will continue to live like this, and she needs to live like this, standing in the warmest sun, with the temperature that belongs to the sun, even if the shadow behind her is infinitely long and infinitely far away, the black and the sun are side by side.

They never left. Nor did he betray.

After reading the last word, Song Xiujing's gaze stayed on the long blank paper behind the black lead lettering, and the white and flawless paper was spotless, without a trace of black. Until the light of the setting sun came up little by little, like the rising tide of the sea, first over her fingertips, then over her fingers, then over the white pages.

Song Xiujing seemed to come back to her senses, slowly raised her head, and looked at Zhixi sitting on the balcony swing, the afterglow of the setting sun with an orange-red light like a flame, soaked through the white dress on Zhixi's body, and the color of her skin and hair was also rendered into the same color, Zhixi suddenly seemed to be integrated into it, and for a while Song Xiujing had the illusion that she would disappear.

With a dry laugh, Song Xiujing put the manuscript of the novel aside, let out a long breath, and sat on the swing frame with a smile on his face.

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"Hmm. I'm done. Song Xiujing thought for a while, and then added later, "I like it very much." I think you'll love it too. ”

Song Xiujing said this sentence very sincerely and seriously, and Zhixi also listened to it sincerely and seriously, but she didn't take the second half of this sentence to heart. For Zhixi, she has already written out what she wants to write, and as for the rest, it is not something she can worry about. As Song Xiujing told her at the beginning, 'You are responsible for writing, and I am responsible for publicity'.

Zhixi continued to look at the sea of sunset, gently shaking the swing with the ebb and flow of the wind. With the swing swaying, Song Xiujing also shook his body gently, it was rare to lean on the back of the swing chair easily, leaned his head on Zhixi's shoulder, and leisurely looked at the distant scenery.

For Song Xiujing's most direct trust, Zhixi's response was equally direct.

"Which name do you say is better?" Zhixi asked out loud.

Song Xiujing was barefoot, stretching her feet to do toe exercises, she watched her toes move, and said, "Black sunshine." It is more in line with May's temperament. ”

Hear the words. Zhixi laughed, his eyes crooked and beautiful, "You think so too?" ”

"Yes, yes~ The sunshine extending from the black is so literary and artistic~" Song Xiujing said with a hum. She wasn't ready to tell Sù Zhixi, and almost shed tears when she saw the last paragraph. Inexplicably, she felt sorry for the heroine in it. Thinking of this, Song Xiujing sat up straight, "This topic is quite suitable for the content of this novel, the heroine is Black Sunshine." Especially when she raised her head to look at Zhixi after reading it, that feeling was even worse. Obviously falling into the black, but in line with the sun, contradictory, painful, tangled, the heroine, incomparably real, resonates.

It's as if she really exists in this world, living around her.

"I love the heroine. Don't ask me why. Song Xiujing added another sentence later. Hearing this, Xi smiled again and bent his eyebrows.

Seeing that Zhixi was in a good mood, Song Xiujing was also in a bright mood and asked, "I'm going to start propaganda tomorrow, and the South Korean side will be in the same publicity." By the way, there will be a phone connection over there later, and Enxia has pleaded for a long time. Hmph~ If it weren't for Enxia, I wouldn't have agreed. This is the first time you know your first head-on connection~ I actually handed it over to an unknown radio column in South Korea, remember to mention your own works......" Song Xiujing muttered all kinds of precautions reluctantly, and the look of broken thoughts was not at all the kind of arrogance outside.

Facing Song Xiujing's nagging, the smile on Zhixi's face never stopped. There is no doubt about it~ The release of the new book is happy, the immediate listing is happy, and it is also happy to let the gold writer add blockage~ So many happy things, all put together, why don't you smile more~

Person. Always laughing, will be more likeable. Isn't it? A person who loves to laugh, and a person who always has a straight face, the one who is more impressive will always be the one in front of him~ Even if there is a knife hidden in the smile.

Many people understand this truth, but it's one thing to understand, and it's another thing to do it~

The current writer Jin can't laugh a little, just because of the question asked by the host. Facing the other party's smiling and kind attitude, Writer Jin still smiled a little stiffly. If it was someone else, she would have been angry, but this person in front of her, she couldn't.

The host opposite is Lee Seung-li, one of the members of the heavenly group who once detonated the entire Korean Wave, and this radio program is just one of his ticket-playing activities, but even if he is playing tickets, Kim So-min, who came as a guest to do publicity, can't play tickets. Compared with the other party's origins, Writer Jin is still a little unconfident. Since there is no confidence, this problem cannot be avoided casually, and Li Shengli and the audience are waiting~

"Ahh Thoughts on May? What to say now. It should be said that it is really beautiful and talented. Writer Jin found an adjective dryly, but what he thought of in his mind was the figure in a wheelchair, and a certain inferiority complex hidden in his heart swelled into a wave of self-confidence. It's just a bit of a pity. As soon as he said this, Kim Somin regretted it, why talk too much!! Now who doesn't know the fierce record of forest fans, look at hanging on the net every day to be 'whipped. Han Lixiu, the corpse, knows that she doesn't have the thick nerves of Han Lixiu, and she can support it and apologize constantly.

But Li Shengli's eyes lit up, and he didn't give her a chance to regret it, and immediately asked, "Sorry?" What to regret? ”

Asking this question, Kim Somin felt even more remorseful. I knew that she shouldn't have come to participate in this radio program, in order to rub off on Li Shengli's popularity, she should have chosen the invitation of another column, although the popularity is not as high as Li Shengli, but even if she occasionally says something wrong, the host will help to talk because of familiarity, instead of asking. Didn't Sunyoung say that she also knew Lee Seung-li? Then she should have said hello too.

In fact, Park Sun-young did say it euphemistically to Lee Seung-li, and Seung-ri immediately guessed it. It's just that people always have relatives who are distant and close, aren't they~ So I'm only sorry Miss Sunyoung, no matter how you say it, it's more important to have your own future girlfriend. In this interview, Writer Jin is destined to be cannon fodder, because the opponent is May~ Although I didn't know that May would agree. However, Li Shengli's sorry is not half sincere, you know, May has never even had a positive interview with a telephone connection~ I can't say that when the time comes, this version will be edited and broadcast directly in the United States~ Li Shengli's mood is getting better and better.

He was in high spirits again and said, "Is it a pity for May's physical condition?" "He didn't care about it, after all, the last time Han Lixiu 'smeared' May, because of his unwavering team, he got the favor of many forest fans, just look at the situation on the computer screen.

"Hmm... Somewhat. Kim Somin laughed dryly, she can't wait to change the topic to her book immediately, why does Lee Shengli keep saying May, ahhhhhh 63

Li Shengli seemed to see through her thoughts, smiled mysteriously, and then said, "Next, we invited a mysterious guest. I think everyone will be very interested, listeners, don't be too excited~ Okay, let's ask the director to pick up the phone of the mysterious guest into the live broadcast room. As he spoke, he spontaneously clapped his hands.

Kim So-min also applauded a few times under Lee Seung-li's eyes, but there was a big pot of paste in his head. Mystery guest? What the hell is that!! Why is there a mysterious guest, doesn't she say that she is alone? What's going on. Kim So-min kept trying to ask Lee with his eyes, but Lee didn't notice it, just single-mindedly noticed the messages on the screen, especially the few active forest fans.

"Okay~ Now the call is coming in. Don't talk to the guests first, let's ask the guest in the live broadcast room to guess first. Li Shengli pretended to smile mysteriously.

Kim So-min was even more inexplicable, but he had to follow Lee Seung-li's pace. You can't make the mistake of not recording the live radio broadcast and leaving directly, otherwise you may be antined that night.

"Since I have to guess the guest, then at least tell me if the guest is male or female." Kim So-min deliberately said this sentence to tell everyone, but she didn't know it.

"It's a woman. And it was Kim writers who knew. ”

Looking at Li Shengli's eyebrow raising action, Kim Somin suddenly had an urge to tear his face, a woman, a knead. Is there a difference between saying this and not saying it!! Kim So-min still smiled, "It shouldn't be Miss Sunyoung." ”

Lee Seung-ri laughed, "Writer Kim really loves Seonyoung XI very much. It's a pity it's not Seonyoung XI. Now let's welcome our mystery guest to say a word, if the audience guesses correctly, there will be a grand prize~Hello~"

"Hi ~ Hello host, hello writer Kim, hello listeners." The sound on the radio waves is as pleasant as a clear spring.

There was a pause on the computer screen, and then immediately a name was swiped.

May。 May。 May。 May。

And Kim So-min only had one word in his head: damn it!!