When I left the school, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was close to five o'clock, and the publishing house should have left work at half past five. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, as a novel author who has published a book and is still very popular, he still has a little privilege.

He took a gilded business card that the man had given him, dialed the phone number on it, and after a while, a black Mercedes stopped in front of him.

A man in a black suit stepped out of the car, he trotted over in surprise, held his hand excitedly and smiled: "Teacher Hongchen, you are finally going to publish a new book, I am so happy!" ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Su Mo saw a familiar light in his eyes, which seemed to be as fiery as the girl who was greedy for money......

"Well, I'm a student after all, and I don't have much time."

Su Mo blushed, very uncomfortable with being complimented like this. The ghost girl chuckled on the side, sticking out her tongue and grimacing at him.

"Let's take a look."

He took out the notebook from his schoolbag and handed it to the other party, but the person pulled him very enthusiastically and said, "Let's go, let's go back and talk about it, how can Mr. Hongchen's writing be bad!" ”

Then, under the warm hospitality of the other party, he rode to the publishing house in a black Mercedes-Benz.

It seemed that others didn't know his identity, and those people were still naturally busy with the work at hand, but they just looked at him curiously and stopped paying attention.

After all, every day, there are many newcomers with dreams and desire to become famous here, and it is not one or two who are as young as him.

The man in the suit led him directly into the president's office, and there were already several editors inside, and these people only glanced at it cursoryly, and they all showed surprised and shocked looks, and praised the excellence of the book again and again, and praised Su Mo's face becoming more and more red.

In less than half an hour, all the procedures were completed, the contract was signed, and Su Mo was given a generous share of the sales equivalent of a famous author, and everyone was optimistic about the prospects of the book and planned to spare no effort to promote the book......

"Su Mo, will you go somewhere with me?"

After leaving the publishing house, the ghost girl's black hair shimmered in the sun, and her delicate facial features became more and more crystal clear, like a perfect handicraft. She looked at Su Mo and smiled more freely, and her sense of existence became weaker and weaker, as if she would completely disappear in the next moment.

"Well, of course."

Su Mo also smiled, his smile as gentle as ever, with a hint of bitterness that was difficult to hide.

More than ten minutes later, in front of the telephone pole where they first found each other, the two stood there quietly.

The sun is setting, and a colorful sunset appears in the western sky. There was a moist breeze, bringing a fresh scent of grass and trees, blowing on the cheeks of the two of them.

"Su Mo, you are such a good person!"

The ghost girl flew in front of him, holding out a somewhat transparent hand to hold his face. It was the first time she had done this, and her hands seemed a little cold, without the slightest warmth that a group of people should have.

However, Su Mo felt very warm, and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Why did you suddenly send me a card?" ”

"Hmph, Miss Ben is the greatest beautiful girl writer, the people who pursue me are enough to get from this row to school, and being able to spend so much time with me is a blessing from your three lives!"

The girl pinched her waist and shook her hair, and her whole body was emitting a faint light.

"Yes, yes, I'm so lucky." Su Mo nodded, looked at the side of the road and asked softly, "Shiyin, can you tell me about your past?" ”

The other party was slightly stunned, with a relieved look on his face, without sadness, and recounted with a smile.

"Hehe, it's a shame to say why I got the bento in the first place, but anyway, I don't have much time, and I'm not afraid of your jokes, so I'll tell you about it."

The ghost girl floated to the telephone pole and looked a little embarrassed to carry him on her back.

"You guessed right, I wrote that letter, isn't it bad?" She waved her hand, motioned to Su Mo not to speak, and continued to speak: "At the beginning, just like you wrote, I couldn't help but like that person. To be honest, I didn't know what liking was at the time, but I just felt that person was very handsome and stylish, so I wrote him that letter very impulsively. ”

"Alas, what a pity, I never passed my language grades, and the letters I wrote were natural...... It's so hateful, the man proudly took my letter and showed it off to others, I really didn't think that the man's character was so bad, if only he had a tenth of you. ”

"Thanks for the compliment." Su Mo rubbed his hair, revealing a shy look.

"Cut, it's not a compliment to you! Don't interject, listen to me quietly! ”

The ghost girl turned around in annoyance, glared at him with her mouth puffed out, and then turned to continue.

"Actually, it doesn't have much to do with that person. Even though those people were making fun of me, they were just talking, and they didn't actually do anything. ”

Her voice became much quieter and more hesitant, and a hint of suppressed pain could be heard in it.

"Those people are so hateful, the bad words are hurtful and hurtful, how can they treat you like this?" Su Mo couldn't help but clench his fists and said loudly with great indignation.

"Don't be angry, I'm not angry." The ghost girl floated over and patted him on the shoulder, there was not the slightest hatred in her expression, as if she had let go of everything.

"Then, I left the school crying in shame, and when I got here, I accidentally hit a speeding car, so I got my lunch and left......"

"Uh, I see, I thought it was ......" Su Mo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmph, do you think Miss Ben can't think of committing suicide?" Chu Shiyin saw his careful thoughts, and gave him a blank look, which made Su Mo scratch his head in embarrassment.

The girl patted her flat little breasts, looked at the front and said loudly: "I want to be the greatest beautiful girl writer, so that those people are all impressed, so that I will not kill myself because of this little thing!" ”

"yes, yes, what is that?" Su Mo nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and changed the topic and said: "By the way, this book should make a lot of money, let's divide it equally, how do you want to use this money?" ”

"Ah, it's so painful, the biggest sorrow in life is that people die and money is not spent, my life is really a big tragedy!" The girl frowned and looked at him through gritted teeth.

Then, when he was very worried that she would pounce on him and bite him, the other party suddenly regained his smile, and his tone was extremely brisk: "Since you can't spend it, you can help me donate it to the orphanage in the south of the city, so that more children can study." ”

"Uh-huh, you're such a cute and kind pretty girl writer!" Su Mo smiled and exclaimed.

"That's.,Miss Ben is a beautiful girl writer.,Naturally, she wants to be a perfect beautiful girl.。

The two walked side by side on the tree-lined path, talking and laughing along the way, falling leaves falling from the two of them, and birds jumping happily between the branches, and the crisp chirping was particularly pleasant.

"Su Mo, thank you so much, thank you for helping me fulfill my wish."

The girl lay in his ear, her voice as soft as a feather, which tickled his ears.

He waved his hand and smiled, "It's nothing, I'll be embarrassed if you thank me like this." ”

Unfortunately, there was no echo, Su Mo froze in place, turned around mechanically to look, and saw that the girl had disappeared without a trace.

In the yellow leaves, his tears could no longer be held back, and grief drowned him like a tide......