Ye Xiaoying's editorial status allows her to see Chen Wen's complete registration information. Include real name, ID number, mobile phone number, email.

This man who is four years older than herself has such a tacit understanding with Ye Xiaoying in terms of writing creativity, which makes her full of curiosity about Chen Wen.

She searched according to Chen Wen's registration information, including his work experience, his Weibo, his QQ space, several heartbeats he recorded, and friends who have been with him.

Of course, she also saw Chen Wen's photo.

Compared to when he was twenty-six years old, Chen Wen must be a little greasy now, but he still won Ye Xingtong's heart.

Six years ago, Chen Wen was thinner and had not yet started his own business. And because of his resignation, he looked a little melancholy in the photos during that period.

Ye Xiaoying watched almost all his photos, and also read all the news he posted in order from new to old.

The night was so long, because Ye Xiaoying had been reading Chen Wen's information until three o'clock in the morning.

Just when she couldn't stop her sleepiness and was about to rest, Chen Wen actually released a new spatial dynamic.

“2:1！”

What is two to one?

Ye Xiaoying somehow turned into a startled neurotic girl. She just wanted to know what Chen Wen was doing at this point in time. Having a party with friends? Or are you playing some computer game?

To try her luck, she opened a news website to see what important news had to do with two-to-one.

This time she was really blindsided. The front page of a news site is displaying an update scrolling activity. It was a European football match, and the home team was a famous team who conceded one goal and then scored two goals in a row to get ahead.

It turned out that he was watching a football match! There is even a high possibility that it was a person watching it at home, and because he was excited and no one shared the joy, he posted that news.

Ye Xiaoying suddenly felt that Chen Wen was a cute boy. She reopened Milk and Chocolate and read the most textual chapter again.

In that chapter, the protagonist's brother and sister, who are in their third year of high school, compete in a science festival competition, and the two team up to make a wonderful game in the space of a day. During the demonstration, the elder brother was responsible for giving the order to the younger sister in the pink silk cheongsam to complete the level with rhythmic steps on the giant touchscreen lying flat.

It wasn't the siblings' first game, but in this one they had more difficulties. The two used their comprehensive knowledge of computers, art, and music as well as tacit cooperation to present perfect works and perfect performances, and won the championship.

Ye Xiaoying left a message for this chapter after a burst of excited finger shaking: "These game designs are very interesting, I don't know if anyone will actually make them." ”

When she pressed the send button, Ye Xiaoying exhaled a long breath.

What was the state of Chen Wen at that time?

Chen Wen, who has no formal job for the time being, decided to take advantage of his time to complete two goals at the same time. One is to independently develop a set of teaching software that I have been planning for a long time, and the other is to fulfill my dream of writing a novel in middle school. He even bought a timer and pressed it whenever he was serious about something. He requires himself to concentrate on working at least five hours a day.

The freedom of time allows him not to miss the matches played by his favorite team in the middle of the night.

On this day, he adjusted his biological clock early so that he could work until 3 a.m., just in time to watch the game.

First fell behind, then equalized, and then overtook before half-time. Watching the game at home alone, Chen Wen, who had no one to share his joy, sent "2:1" to the space dynamics.

After becoming a writer, Chen Wen would glance at the writer's assistant from time to time. In the early hours of the morning, when there would have been no movement, someone actually replied!

This is not the first time Chen Wen has received a message from a reader, but the timing of this message is too special. There are only sporadic lights in the early hours of the morning. made Chen Wen and Ye Xiaoying, who were at both ends of the network, more attentively waiting for each other's response.

Chen Wen replied: "I'll do it when I retire." ”

Receiving a reply so quickly made Ye Xiaoying sleepy. She simply starts with the first chapter and looks for every wonderful or thought-provoking passage in the story to leave a message.

Although she can see Chen Wen's outline in the writer's assistant, and although she has her own guesses about the development of the plot, Ye Xiaoying still allows herself to deliberately jump into every trap set by Chen Wen like a brand new reader. She worries about the predicament that the siblings will face, guesses the whereabouts of their parents, and tries to use her knowledge of physics to analyze the mysterious natural scene.

On Chen Wen's side, he didn't focus on the second half of the game at all. He liked every reply from Ye Xiaoying, and made many replies without spoilers.

By the time Chen Wen replied to the last message, it was already completely bright.

The last message he received was that Ye Xiaoying asked him to meet in the afternoon. This message was sent directly to Chen Wen's QQ mailbox by Ye Xiaoying's name on the reading platform.

"I have a lot of questions for you. Hurry up to bed first, and I'll treat you to coffee in the afternoon. If you will, I'd like to hear you say that Milk and Chocolate went from nothing to the end of your 50,000-word journey. ”

Chen Wen thought to himself that if he talked more and asked more, the two of them really didn't have to sleep. And the one on the other end of the line, like himself, has little chance of sleeping all day without going to work.

So Chen Wen only replied: "Okay, see you or leave." Then attach your contact details.

It's time for him to rest, too. Although Chen Wen is not sure who this enthusiastic reader is, whether he is a bosom friend, an editor, or a liar. But the pink gender icon behind her nickname still gave Chen Wen a little reverie.

Then Chen Wen fell asleep.

In his sleep, Chen Wen felt pain coming from many places on his body.

Left leg pain, like a broken bone. The back of the head also hurts, and it is a feeling of splitting headache.

Chen Wen wanted to reach out and touch his left leg and the back of his head, but he couldn't move at all. Not only his hands, but his entire body felt as if he had been tied. There seemed to be three, no, five or six belts that held him to the bed.

Chen Wen opened his eyes hard, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he could only open a slit slightly. He couldn't see anything but white light.

At this time, a scream rose in his ear, and he shouted several words in a foreign Chinese dialect like Taran.

After a while, more people gathered around. One of them cursed in Chinese and said, "Can you wake up here, is he a monster?!" ”

Those people were noisy and busy, which further strengthened Chen Wen's pain. Finally, he couldn't bear the pain anymore, and his whole body twitched.

Ding Ding Ding!

Ding Ding Ding!!