The fingertips of the flick were hot, and we stopped.

I subconsciously wanted to look up

Look at him. Who knew that Sha Ke happened to bow his head and ask, will he know?

Before he could finish speaking, he froze. As he looked down and I looked up, my mouth was just a little below his ear.

I kissed the MV obviously, but this shallow touch that is not a kiss made me blush and heartbeat. And Sha Ke didn't joke as usual.

I had to cough lightly and whisper, "It doesn't seem like it is going to be." ”

The atmosphere returned to normal. Shake also came back to his senses, laughing and flicking my brain.

"It's stupid, I've been taught so many times."

I glared at him.

Shake laughed, "It's so cute, you stare like a cat." As he spoke, he rubbed my hair with his hands.

"Ahh Don't touch my hair!! Fuck off! ”

No matter how much I struggled, my hair was still crumpled into a chicken nest.

Sha Ke put down his hand in satisfaction and looked at my chicken nest. Very happily said:

"Let's go, let's eat. I'll teach you next time. ”

“…………”

The novel is pretty much written. Shake took him to visit the writer. In the era of online literature, his books sold extremely well. It's not easy.

The writer was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

Didn't say much nonsense. He just took my manuscript and looked at it.

I just read it for a few minutes, and then I closed it. A faint opening, "Trash." ”

I was stunned for a second. Shake patted me on the shoulder and comforted:

"That's what he says."

I nodded, the great gods are so venomous.

"Is there no salvation? Or what's wrong with my novel? ”

I asked cautiously.

The great god's lips opened slightly

"There's no suspense, it's incoherent, and the subject matter is rotten. Unfinished. ”

The great god just speaks differently, a few words, a few words spit out.

However, I think about my novels. It seems to be true

That's right.

I'm writing about vampires, and the male protagonists and male protagonists are all handsome vampires.

Vampire stories are indeed not as popular as the previous two years. But, I like it.

Every flaw he said, I have. But I really didn't figure out how my ending was rotten.

"Uncle Zhong, what you said is quite right. But I still don't know where my ending is not well written. ”

I looked at him sincerely.

"Comedy is a success, but the direction of your story is a tragedy."

I nodded hurriedly and humbly learned.

"Actually, sometimes, an unperfect ending. Even more impressive. ”

"Uh-huh." I nodded again.

"Go back and change it a few times and show it to me."

As he spoke, the great god stood up and put away the coffee, and he was ready to send it off.

"Thank you." I got up and said to him. He gave a faint sigh of gratitude.

Shake didn't know what to say to him again. Just say goodbye to me.

"Didn't get hit, did you?"

Out of the house, we walked towards the car.

Shake asked, putting his arm around my shoulder.

"I'm not that glassy."

"That's good."

“……”

I'm revising novels at home. While doing housework. Shake was unwilling. However, I said that if I was not allowed to do something, I would move out. He could only reluctantly agree.

But usually, he will also help, sweeping and mopping the floor. So I don't have much to do. It's nothing more than washing clothes, wiping down the table.

When I didn't have a few pieces of clothing, I washed them by hand.

After eating, take a shower. I just put Shake's clothes in the water and was ready to wash them. Sha Ke hurriedly fished out the clothes soaked in the basin.

Reaching through his pocket, he pulled out a piece of paper that was a little wet.

"It's good it didn't get wet." Shake exhaled.

"What is this?"

"Oh, it's the tune of a song I wrote."

"Huh? What to do if you get wet? "The notes on it are a little wet.

"It's okay, just dry it. The melody is in my head anyway. This piece of paper is nothing more than a souvenir. ”

"Yes." Then I'll be relieved.

"Are all your songs composed?" I asked, a little curious.

"Most of them, and there are others who help with the composition."

"What about the lyrics?"

"The lyrics, most of the lyrics were written by someone else. A few are self-written. ”

"Why?" The music is all written by himself, but the lyrics are written by someone else.

Sha Ke was a little embarrassed and said, "Because my writing is not good." ”

Ha ha. I laugh, indeed. When I was in school, I remember that his liberal arts were very poor. I was also asked about the poems in the language. But this guy is very good in science.

"Let's go, I'll play this song for you."

Sha Ke pulled me and ran to the singing room. "The clothes haven't been washed yet!" I broke free of his grasp.

"Oops, I'll write it tomorrow!!"

Saying that, Sha Ke couldn't help but say, and pulled him to the piano and sat down.

"Listen carefully." Shake turned his head sideways and smiled charmingly at me.

The white hand changes at will on the black and white piano.

As the notes jumped, a faint smile hung on Shake's delicate face. The whole person seems to be shrouded in happiness.

Who is this song for? Surely he is a very important person to Shake.

But the prelude, or the first half, of this piece. Sounds like an indescribable sadness?

"Does it sound good?"

At the end of the song, Sha Ke turned his head and asked me.

I was still immersed in the song and said, "It's good." ”

Shake laughed and stood up and walked over to me. I just wanted to open my mouth to say something.

Suddenly I heard a loud knock on the door.

I went with Shake to open the door.

As a result, I actually saw the well-behaved Hitomi standing at the door.

I couldn't believe my eyes. Until Hitomi threw herself into my arms and cried into tears.

"Don't cry. Hitomi doesn't cry. "I picked him up and kissed him

His forehead, smelling the scent of a child on his body.

Hitomi seemed to have been greatly wronged, sobbing and crying. Crystal teardrops, still hanging on the long eyelashes.

"Come in first."

Shake said.

"Yes," I said as I carried Hitomi into the room.

Hitomi hung on me and refused to come down.

"It's so cute."

Sha Ke touched the little face of the pupil and said with a smile.

Hitomi blinked. In my arms, he whispered, "Brother." ”

Shake laughed all at once.

"Really good at talking."

I stroked his curly hair and said to him, "Call uncle." ”

"Uncle." Hitomi shouted again, the voice was crisp and nice.

He gossiped again. Sha Ke looked at the sleepy Hitomi and said, "It's not early." Go and rest. ”

I took Hitomi to the shower. Ask him while rubbing foam on him.

"Who sent you?"

"I don't know, it's an uncle in sunglasses."

Hitomi lowered her head and played with the water in the basin.

It should be Shen Yuecheng's bodyguard. However, how did Shen Yuecheng know that I lived here? Would he have thought that I had just left him? Just throw yourself into the arms of others?

"Mom, why did you leave when you left. Didn't take me away. Don't you like me anymore? ”

I was just thinking about it when I heard Hitomi say with pitiful red circles in her eyes.

"How could you have such an idea?" I was surprised to come face to face with Hitomi.

"Mom definitely loves Hitomi. As for why I didn't take you away, it's my mother's fault. Mom can't help it. Aren't we together now, though? Mom promised that she would never be separated from Hitomi in the future. ”

Definitely separated three times twice, so that Hitomi has no sense of security.

I kissed my sad pupil on the small mouth.

Hitomi looked at me, "I trust Mommy." ”

It's a blessing to have such a well-behaved child.

I also want to ask Shen Yuecheng if he is good to him. But Hitomi had already fallen asleep with her little head drooping.

I smiled and rinsed him off the foam. Took him to bed.

In the dark, I couldn't sleep with my eyes closed.

It didn't take three months, why did Shen Yuecheng send Hitomi here?

I fell asleep thinking about it. The next day, however, I knew the answer.

Because he's getting married.

ps？ One update (to be continued.) )