After Shang Haozhi left, Shen Xin and Xi Muhan returned to normal.

Or rather, it looks the same as usual.

But Shen Xin knew that his relationship with Xi Muhan had not really returned to its usual appearance.

Late at night, Shen Xin came out of the room and was about to get a bottle of water, but saw Xi Muhan sitting in the living room, his hands tightly wrapped around his curled legs, watching the TV in the living room.

"Hmm...... Still thinking about the day? Shen Xin walked over and handed over a bottle of pure water.

Xi Muhan hurriedly wiped his face with his sleeve.

"Crying?" Shen Xin said in surprise.

After that car accident, Xi Muhan really cried once. In his memory, she cried miserably at the funeral of her loved ones.

thought that from then on, Xi Muhan would be much stronger, but she didn't expect her to cry again today.

Xi Muhan didn't make a sound, just shook his head.

Shen Xin hurriedly turned on the light, and then sat next to Xi Muhan, "If you don't want me to go, I will refuse Editor-in-Chief Shang." ”

Xi Muhan shook his head again and again, "Don't." I'm fine...... I just remembered what happened before. ”

"Huh?"

"Originally, the two of us weren't brother and sister, were we?"

"Uh...... If you want to say that, that's right, the two of us are indeed not brother and sister. ”

"Then why did we become brother and sister?" Xi Muhan asked rhetorically.

"Because...... My sister and your brother are husband and wife. ”

"But we're still not real relatives, are we?"

"What's wrong with you? Isn't it too tired? Why don't you go back and rest first? ”

"I'm not tired. Brother Xin, shouldn't you hate me in that car accident? Because my sister was holding me until she died? ”

"Nope. My sister is holding you because she wants you to live, and of course I want to fulfill her wish. ”

Shen Xin suddenly felt that the relationship between the two seemed to be back to the past. At that time, he hadn't crossed over yet, and there were only hosts and Xi Muhan in this family.

"Shen Xin ......"

"Huh?"

In Shen Xin's memory, Xi Muhan directly called him by name only a handful of times.

This time, Shen Xin heard it very clearly, Xi Muhan really only called his name.

"We are not relatives at all, why should you be my brother!" Xi Muhan turned his head and looked at Shen Xin with teary eyes.

Shen Xin's mouth opened slightly, but he didn't know how to refute.

"So, you treat me as an ordinary person and go to Hongchuan. Don't worry about me. ”

"Silly boy, you're on the wrong foot." Shen Xin looked at Xi Muhan with pear blossoms and rain, and wiped the tears on her face.

"Nope!" Xi Muhan shook his head, "I think very clearly, we will always be separated for a while...... Because I'm going to college. So, I had to learn to be independent. Now, I am also contributing to the magazine, which is not much a month, but I also have five or six thousand yuan. The editor said that when he finished writing, he would have a chance to publish it. Brother Xin, I can live only on my own strength. ”

Shen Xin scratched his head, not knowing how to choose.

"You let me think about it, okay?" Shen Xin was a little upset by Xi Muhan.

"No way!" Xi Muhan puffed out his cheeks, "I finally made up my mind, you can't hesitate any longer." ”

"But you're alone, I'm really not at ease." Shen Xin said entangledly.

"It's okay." Xi Muhan shook his head, "I want Sister Lu to come and live, so that the two of us can live together, and there will be no problem." ”

Shen Xin rubbed his chin, Xi Muhan's words really reminded him that he could find someone he believed in and accompany Xi Muhan.

Lu Ning is undoubtedly the best candidate.

"That's right...... I'll let Sister Xiaoli come and live too, right? There is no need to pay for the room and water and electricity bills, and she should be willing to come. ”

"Who is Sister Xiaoli?" Xi Muhan looked at Shen Xin with a wary expression.

"The editor of "Neorld" has a good relationship with Sister Yan and should be a good person." Shen Xin explained, "By the way, Lu Ning also knows her. ”

"I don't want to be associated with Neorld." Xi Muhan shook his head.

"That'...... Can your classmates? ”

"You don't care about it yet. After Sister Lu graduated, it was no problem for me to live alone. "But if I were to go to university, I would probably choose a school in Hongchuan." ”

"There are still a lot of good schools in Hongchuan, but you have to work hard."

"I know, you don't have to run away." Xi Muhan looked at Shen Xin seriously.

Run?

Shen Xin has a black line, why is this word so strange?

……

"I'm sorry, I can't give you an answer yet, can you wait for the notification?" An elderly woman lifted the gold wire frame with her fingers and handed the resume in her hand to the other party.

"Okay, excuse me." Yan Fei took the resume and bowed slightly.

When she got out of the interview room, she sighed helplessly, and the interviewer handed her the resume back, of course she knew what it meant.

She has been in Hongchuan for almost a week, but she has never been able to find a suitable job, and she can now understand Wang Wenhong's situation in the first half of the year.

It's just that Yan Fei won't learn the kind of practice that will do whatever it takes for the sake of the end.

It's not that it's opportunistic, it's that she can't let go of her figure.

After going back and forth to four or five magazines, the interviewer saw her resume and knew about her entanglement with Neorld — an incident that caused a lot of noise at the time, and almost everyone in the circle knew anything about it.

Even if Neorld apologized, the editors were still reluctant to give her a chance.

Magazines need to be loyal to the company, not editors who side with cartoonists.

Which magazine can I go to?

Yan Fei walked to the elevator and found that the elevator was still on the first floor, so she took out a pamphlet and rummaged through the magazines she could choose.

"How's this one?" Yan Fei frowned, scruples in her heart.

This is a monthly magazine, and in Yan Fei's opinion, it is already a second-rate magazine, but now, she doesn't seem to have any other choice.

Yan Fei took out her mobile phone and was about to call the magazine, but the resume that was held by her arm fell to the ground. Yan Fei just bent down, and before she could pick it up, a leather shoe stepped on it.

"I'm sorry to step on your ...... Resume? The other party took a step ahead of Yan Fei and picked up his resume.

"It's okay." Yan Fei hurriedly shook her head and looked at the person who picked up her resume.

The other party is a middle-aged man of medium height, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and looks exceptionally energetic. Behind him, there was the female interviewer just now, and a few people she didn't know.

She had definitely seen this middle-aged man, at the comic book festival, but she couldn't remember his name for a while.

"Yan Fei......"

"Yes."

"Applying for a job?"

"Hmm."

"Got a job?" The middle-aged man asked.

The female interviewer coughed dryly and glared at Yan Fei.

Yan Fei pretended not to see it.

"Nope."

"I know you were in Neorld, you didn't go to ComicFuture?" The middle-aged man looked at Yan Fei.

"I have nothing to do with ComicFuture, so why should I go there?" Yan Fei said dissatisfied, "You seem to think that those rumors are true. ”

"I'm sorry. I heard that Mr. Shen was going to ComicFuture, so I took it for granted. There is no one in my editorial office, so if you are interested, come to the magazine tomorrow morning to find me. I remember giving you business cards. The middle-aged man smiled.

Business card?

Yan Fei watched the middle-aged man enter the elevator and seemed to think of something.

Business card......

Yan Fei patted her forehead, and her heart suddenly brightened.

She remembered the middle-aged man's name, Yuan Zhe, the editor-in-chief of "MangaFly".

(End of Volume 1)