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The sky is high and cloudless, and the rising sun in the east is rising.

The pervasive golden light of ten thousand paths burrowed into the attic and sprinkled on the edge of the bed as the wind-swaying curtains peeked through the cracks.

"Morning!" Liang Yinning was awakened by the sun, and saw that the sky was already bright, and there was no sleep. She got out of bed with her clothes on, and she didn't wear shoes like this, walked to Lin Jing's back, put her arms on Lin Jing's shoulders, and said.

"Morning!" Lin Jing didn't look up, since she was working hard.

"You started writing last night, and you haven't stopped yet, haven't you slept all night?" Liang Yinning yawned and said with a whimper.

"Shhhh Lin Jing raised her head and made a small gesture to Liang Yinning before continuing, "I slept for a few hours, because there was still one point left to finish, so I got up early and tried to finish it before breakfast time." ”

Liang Yinning couldn't help but turn his head sideways when he heard this, leaning against Lin Jing's side face, and curiously looking at the font like flowing water in her pen.

"'The highest level of love poetry is that love should be like a fish swimming in a river, unpredictable, looming, and finally giving people the feeling that seeing is equal to not seeing, but not seeing is not equal to seeing.'" That's a good sentence, there was a poem in a love letter I received when I was in Form 5, and now that I think about it, it really looks like what you described. ”

"'A beautiful woman is liked, a strong woman is respected, and when a woman is both beautiful and strong, she will be invincible.'" Why does this sentence feel a little familiar to read, are you metaphorically referring to someone, are you too narcissistic? ”

……

She finished reading the one written by Lin Jing, and then took out her free hand to flip through the manuscript that had been written on the table, looked at the thick draft, but sighed again and said: "It turns out that it is not easy to be a great writer, I sleep later than a dog and wake up earlier than a chicken." ”

"What kind of metaphor are you, it's really easy to understand." Lin Jing angrily pushed her head away from her ear.

"Aren't you like this every day, isn't that too boring?" Liang Yinning was pushed away by Lin Jing, and simply walked to the desk, supporting the desktop with one hand and playing with Lin Jing's tips boredly with the other.

"It's similar to your computational physics and chemistry problem, if you think it's boring, it's boring." Lin Jing stopped her pen as she spoke, exhaled heavily and said, "Okay, finish writing." ”

"What time is it?"

But just as Lin Jing and Liang Yinning were saying this, Lin Si, who was still asleep in bed, suddenly asked.

"Well, let me see, six-eleven." After Lin Jing finished speaking, Liang Yinning glanced at him, "Look at you, you are talking so loudly, it woke Sisi up." ”

"I'm sorry, Sisi, I forgot that you're still asleep. Shut up now, you go back to sleep. Liang Yinning stuck out his tongue and said apologetically.

"It's been a long time since I woke up, and I didn't make any noise, so you can keep talking, and I'm up too." Lin Si didn't care.

And so, a morning overture unfolded.

By the time they washed up and went downstairs, Lin Liwei had already gone out to work. The crew is busy, he took a day off yesterday and can't be absent from work today.

After breakfast, Lin Jing said to Lin Si: "I'll go out with your sister Yinning, don't go out at home, take care of your brother, you know?" ”

"Oh." Lin Si glanced at the still closed door of the "second brother" and replied with a light snort.

Obviously, she is a little dissatisfied with the fact that the "second brother" has not gotten up until now, but she doesn't know if he slept too late in the room last night, or because he is not used to the unfamiliar environment.

Lin Jing explained a few precautions to her sister Lin Si, took the text bag containing the manuscript of "The Time You Can't Go Back" and went out with Liang Yinning.

"Are you going home, or are you going with me?"

"It's boring to go home, I haven't been to the newspaper office yet, so I'll go with you to deliver the manuscript, and I'll see you for a long time."

"Okay, then Tai Po Industrial Park, go to Oriental Daily first."

"Out!"

Along the way, Liang Yinning was like a sparrow on a branch, chattering excitedly.

will ask Lin Jing which protagonist of "Heroes" she likes, and then answer herself that she likes Fang Zijing; For a while, she said that she hated Liu Yingying and thought the arithmetic in "Kunlun" was very interesting......

It's messy, there's everything. At first, Lin Jing replied very seriously, but then realized that she was just habitually slipping her mouth, so she quickly shut up.

"Wait, I'll buy three newspapers." When the car passed by the newsstand, Liang Yinning stopped the car and said, "It's a pity that so many of the original manuscripts you wrote have not been recovered, otherwise there is no need to buy newspapers and read serials." ”

"The manuscript can't be recovered, it's not the same as telling you the same story, it's just that you don't agree, so don't complain here."

"I see that you are too busy and don't want to waste your time, and the novel is still more comfortable reading with a book or newspaper."

"Boss, one copy each of today's "Ming Pao", "Oriental Daily" and yesterday's "Ming Pao Evening News."

"Hey, this newspaper is interesting, give me a copy too."

Liang Yinning bought the newspaper and returned to the car with a strange smile on his face.

"How does your smile make it feel as if your spring has arrived?"

"I don't know if my spring has arrived, but, Ah Jing, your winter has indeed arrived. Look, it's all written in the newspapers. ”

Liang Yinning said, handing the newspaper that he decided to buy temporarily to Lin Jing.

"The public housing in Limushu Estate collapsed, and the girl writer Lin Jing disappeared into the collapsed ruins, and she is suspected to have died in distress!"

Lin Jing took the newspaper for some reason, and then saw the news at first sight.

"This newspaper is so funny, I guess the reporter of the newspaper has been to Limuk Shue Estate, and investigated the traces and news of you now, so I ......"

Listening to Liang Yinning's speculation, Lin Jing couldn't laugh or cry, because this speculation was too much like that.

"I don't know I'm dead today." Lin Jing laughed at herself.

In this way, when the two rushed to the editorial office of "Oriental Daily", the staff there saw Lin Jing, and they all widened their eyes.

"Miss Lin, if you don't show up again, I'm afraid I'll have to publish a missing person notice in the newspaper." Seeing Lin Jing, the editor-in-chief of "Oriental Daily" said this in the first sentence.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

It was not easy to explain the matter clearly, after handing in the manuscript, settling all the manuscript fees, and coming out of the Oriental Newspaper, Lin Jing said to Liang Yinning: "It seems that I still need to run to "Ming Pao". ”

"Miss Lin, Jiren Tianxiang, it's great to see that you're okay." This was the first sentence that Hu Wenliang, deputy editor-in-chief of "Ming Pao Evening News", said when he saw Lin Jing.

Lin Jing couldn't help but smile bitterly, she didn't know that she already had some influence.

It's just that because the house where he lived collapsed and he didn't show up for a day, he attracted the attention of the newspaper and published a news that he had been killed out of nothing.

"This is the remaining 700,000 words of manuscript fee for "Kunlun", a total of 70,000 yuan, Mr. Cha gave you an advance, he just had something to do and went out temporarily, I think you should need this money very much at this time. As for the manuscript, you don't have to rush to rush it, it's important to take care of your own affairs. ”

Lin Jing took the check for 70,000 yuan, and sighed in her heart: It's not all bad.

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