Knock knock.

"Please come in."

Mu Qingmei pushed the door in, and saw that Qinglan was working at the desk, with a glass of chilled coconut water on the table. Her eyebrows and eyes are still picturesque and flawless, and she is dressed in green clothes and Luo Zhuang, the only difference from before is that she has a hanging hair in a small bun, like a swallowtail.

"Sister Qinglan!"

Qinglan glanced up at Mu Qingmei, lifted her glasses, and smiled, "You came just in time." ”

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Mu Qingmei closed the door and sat down.

"Rong Yao's slave liberation campaign has achieved initial results, and now that no one in Xuanzhu County wears the 'grace lock' anymore, you need to write an article to let everyone know that the grace lock can only be used to prevent domestic animals from getting lost, and anything used on people is a vicious crime." Qinglan handed out a piece of paper: "The key points are all in it, and they must all be written." ”

Mu Qingmei looked at it, and the first point above was "Don't throw away the severed limbs blown up by the grace lock, take them to the medical court for free treatment, and you can also connect them", and said strangely: "The grace lock has been removed, how can anyone still be injured?" ”

"Many people have been slaves all their lives, and the grace lock is a real 'grace' for them, a reward from the Lord's family, and they are not willing to remove it at all."

"Then let them wear it—"

"Grace Locks require special light energy to replenish them, but during the Great Fire in the Inner City, many light energy replenishers were also damaged and scrapped. Their Grace Locks have not been replenished, and they have exploded in the past few days...... In addition, the Grace Key made by the Grace Factory is too rough, and sometimes it will not be able to do it, and it will explode if it is forcibly dismantled. ”

"Also," Qinglan opened a notebook: "The navy sent someone to say that they would not investigate our loss of military funds and the attack on the escort team, and at the same time, they have already evacuated Dongyang." Now many people are afraid that the Linhai people will call, and this news must be published in the next issue of the newspaper. ”

"Okay."

"The first phase of the reconstruction work on Yin Minghong's side has been completed, you inform the people in the press department to keep an eye on it, and any good news will be directly posted on the bulletin board at the intersection, and the prices of grain and oil stores should also be updated every day, so as not to let the people have the opportunity to panic suddenly, now everyone is in a hurry, and they will be overly nervous at all......"

"Hmm."

"Wenhong's compulsory education class is already being planned, although it only contains a few tactics, as well as basic theoretical knowledge such as heavenly machines, arithmetic, and machinery, and it is expected that the class will start next month at the latest, but you also have to start preparing a small section for them, and at the same time introduce compulsory education in the newspaper, popularize some common sense of life......"

Mu Qingmei listened and took out a small notebook to record, almost forgetting the purpose of her coming, until she raised her head and saw Qinglan secretly looking at herself out of the corner of her eye.

The moment the eyes met, the editor-in-chief's office became silent.

After a while, Qinglan picked up the cup and took a sip of smooth milky coconut water, and asked casually, "By the way, do you have something to do with me?" ”

You have a thousand names and ten thousand things on your lips, just to cover up the one in your heart.

Although life seems to be full and busy, and you have enough reasons to act like you don't care, you don't look in the mirror and can't see how lonely and expectant your face is.

If I were the one who died that day, if I were him...... Strange thoughts suddenly flashed through Mu Qingmei's mind. She shook her head, shook the strange thought out of her mind, and pulled out a letter: "I received a letter that I think you need to read. ”

Qinglan took the letter and was slightly stunned: "Mr. Shuren? Yanjing Royal Academy? ”

"Yes, I thought Mr. Shuren, the author of "Echoes of the Future", was still alive, so I brought it to you. But......" Mu Qingmei frowned, "I suspect it's a prank. ”

"Prank?"

"Just look at it."

Qing Lan pulled out the letter with a blank face, she naturally knew the true identity of Mr. Shuren - it was just one of Jing Zhengwei's dozens of pen names.

She has read every first draft of "Echoes of the Future", and he often asks her to proofread the text, and sometimes he doesn't want to write in the middle of writing, so he lets Qinglan move by himself - he directly gives a detailed outline, which is called 'exercise your writing ability', and asks Qinglan to continue writing.

If Qinglan is willing, she can also write about the number of words of the three male protagonists' emotional deception, because he is particularly bad at writing emotional lines, so he simply doesn't write it.

"Echoes of the Future" has several particularly delicate stories and the heartwarming interaction between the male protagonist and the female characters, which was written by Qinglan.

Even readers can see that they think that Mr. Shuren will be a female author, but they don't know that the author is a stand-in messenger, sometimes writing by himself, sometimes letting the stand-in write.

But Jing Zhengwei had no reason to use his pen name to inform Qing Lan, hiding his identity was meaningless to him - he wouldn't not know that as soon as he returned, even if he had the archon on his head, he would still be the undoubted first person in Dongyang District.

On fame, political achievements, ability, and Bai Ye's trust in him, once he comes back, it will really be the rhythm of 'the Silver Blood Society has been subdued, how to deal with it in Dongyang District, please ask Jing Zhanshen to command'.

Does he not trust White Night? But Qing Lan knew that he wanted to hand over all the industries to the union led by Bai Ye from the beginning, and his trust in Bai Ye made Qing Lan even think that he had secretly become a White Night Stalker.

Therefore, Qinglan also subconsciously thought that this letter was a prank, but at least it was a clever prank - if it was a stupid prank, it would have been filtered by Mu Qingmei a long time ago, and it would not have come to her eyes at all.

Until she took the letter out.

"You can't read it, do you?" Mu Qingmei spread her hands: "I know every word on it, but I can't understand it when it is connected - there is no grammar at all!" ”

Yes.

It's a garbled letter.

For example, the first line is 'Dog Listen to the Day and Dota 2 is not updated' - what a mess.

What's even more terrifying is that the whole letter has no space, no paragraphs, and the whole page is full of 20*40 text, which makes people dizzy.

But Qinglan noticed that there were a lot of black dots on the letter. The black dots are distributed very regularly, and it is not that the ink is accidentally dripping, but seems to have been deliberately done by the writer.

She looked at the envelope again and noticed strange graffiti on it. Several square lattices are displayed on the back of the envelope, separated from each other by two black dots.

The turbulent memories hit her heart like a flood, and Qing Lan subconsciously murmured: "Super Adventure Little Tigers......"

"What?" Mu Qingmei blinked.

Qinglan didn't speak, took out a pair of scissors, cut out the back of the envelope, and then cut out the square grid and black dots out of the holes, and after a while, she got a card with square holes and black round holes.

It's just like I remember.

……

It was a boring night, and Qinglan was in a bad mood - she forgot why she was in a bad mood, in short, she was in a bad mood, she didn't release water once after playing ten games of cards, and she won ten games in a row to keep him clean.

But he wasn't angry, or Qinglan hadn't seen him angry.

He didn't speak, and crawled to his desk to work. This made Qinglan even more angry, thinking sadly that I am like this, why don't you come to hug me, you really don't love me......

After a while, he came over with a piece of paper full of garbled characters and a card with holes, Qing Lan didn't turn his head and ignored him, he motioned for Qing Lan to point the card at the two black dots on the paper.

With a hint of curiosity, Qinglan pointed the card at the black dot and found that the words leaking from the hole in the card could form a new sentence.

"Congratulations on achieving a kill beyond the gods / Reward a me"

During the intermission about an hour later, Qinglan asked him curiously how he knew about this secret contact trick, and he said that he had seen it in a book when he was a child, and the main characters of that book were called Super Adventure Tigers...... Later, Qinglan listened to him tell the wonderful story of his one-night adventure with the Little Tigers.

……

The paper and card had long since turned to ashes in the fire. But that shared memory, as well as countless days and nights spent together, have turned into nutrients for her growth, propelling her to where she is today.

Qinglan put the newly made card on the black dot on the letter, and saw that sentences with normal grammar appeared in the space.

She reads slowly and seriously.

Mu Qingmei watched from the side, she kept looking at Qinglan's face, there were doubts, surprises, joys, and unhappiness.

When Qinglan raised her head, Mu Qingmei cautiously asked, "Is there ...... News of that person? ”

Qing Lan didn't answer, but opened the drawer and took out a lighter, and lit both the envelope and the letter.

"Sister Qinglan, do you know where he is!?" Mu Qingmei rolled up her sleeves excitedly: "Tell me, I'll find someone to bring him back and promise to send him to your bed before dark!" ”

"It's not." Qinglan said angrily: "And you say that it's so weird, make up stories and make up stories, don't use the tone of your daily speech when you make up stories." ”

"What is written in the letter? Did Mr. Tree Man write it? ”

"Said~What~What~~" Qinglan sat on the chair and dangled: "Actually, Mr. Shuren just wrote a story in the letter. ”

"What's the story?"

Qinglan stood up and walked to the window, looked at the traffic on the street, and thought for a while before saying, "He said that there is a kind of life in this world, and every death is for reunion. ”

"What do you mean?" Mu Qingmei looked puzzled: "Is there any metaphor?" ”

Qinglan glanced sideways at her, and said with a smile: "I won't tell you!" ”

Looking back and smiling.

Mu Qingmei felt as if she was drinking a bowl of white porcelain plum soup in midsummer, and when the broken ice hit the wall, everyone was confused.

At this time, Qinglan suddenly remembered something, nodded her lips and said, "Qingmei, I've worked hard for you these days." ”

"Huh? Oh yes yes, can you cut back on my work......"

"I'm not talking about work." Qinglan said embarrassedly: "It's troublesome for you to sleep with me these days...... But I can't keep bothering you, I'm not a child, I used to sleep alone, but I was spoiled by him......"

Mu Qingmei blinked: "So...... You get tired of sleeping with me for a few days and want to abandon me? ”

Qinglan snorted and laughed: "But you always stick with me, I'm afraid that I will delay you." After all, you are also a good girl in Erba, and it is time to talk about sweet love. I think there are a lot of people who are interested in ...... you."

"Cut, those people can't even beat me, and they dare to beat me." Mu Qingmei complained and spat out bitterness: "Actually, I don't have anything to do when I go home at night, it's better to accompany Sister Qinglan to work, read and chat, and Sister Qinglan, your bed is much more comfortable than mine, I prefer to stay with you......"

"If you don't mind, move in with me." Qinglan blinked: "It feels like I have a cute and powerful sister, and I will rely on you to protect me in the future." ”

"You can always trust Bai Ye Mu Qingmei!" Mu Qingmei clenched her fists solemnly, and sneered: "In the future, I will protect Sister Qinglan!" ”

Even if it's just as a temporary replacement for him.

Even if it's just a little girl lighting a match for warmth.

Even if it's just a secret destined to be taken to the grave.

But as long as you can protect this heart-pounding smile, it's worth it.