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Chen Wen woke up on a soft and comfortable bed. The bed was not very big, but he felt extra comfortable sleeping. The room seemed to be pink, a slight departure from the white walls of his home.
But what is it on this cozy morning.
He turned his naked body over and hugged Ye Xingtong, who was warm from behind.
"Are you awake?" She asked softly.
Chen Wen nodded, moved forward, and put his face in her hair.
Ye Xingtong was holding her mobile phone, and it turned out that she had already woken up. She pushed her body to sit up, stuck out her tongue at Chen Wen, who was looking directly at her body, and then quickly put on a piece of clothing.
She picked up her phone and continued typing.
"Are you typing or texting?" Chen Wen rubbed his eyes and asked.
"I was designing the book that Cheng Ke's father left for Cheng Ke, and I have already finished writing the first page."
This answer made Chen Wen wake up completely at once. He tried to raise his head and opened his eyes wide to see Ye Xingtong in front of him.
Cheng Ke is the male protagonist in Chen Wen's first book, "Milk and Chocolate". His father had been tracking and researching a "natural phenomenon" with a space-time effect for many years, and he knew that his research was full of dangers, so he passed on the secrets he knew to Cheng Ke through a redacted notebook. And the key word of decryption is the name of Cheng Ke's future wife that he predicted through this "natural phenomenon".
"You know what, Wen Chen. To write this notebook in its entirety, we need to set a few more rules. For example, the full password must appear on the same page to be valid. Another example is that the text in the password appears twice, and only the first one will prevail. ”
She is not Ye Xingtong...... She is the one who is very similar to Ye Xingtong. Chen Wen struggled to concentrate in order to distinguish the difference between her voice and appearance and Ye Xingtong's.
"Why do you write your notes out? Isn't it good to make the reader associate himself with such a vague and mysterious form? ”
She...... This person who Chen Wen no longer knew what to call him, reached out and stroked Chen Wen's hair: "I originally wanted to surprise you." I recommend Milk & Chocolate to the China Sci-Fi Venture Capital Conference in Chengdu in two weeks' time, and to the Asian Science Fiction Forum in Mandan next month. These days I don't just have to find someone to translate into English. It is also necessary to do a good job of script and prop planning for the scenes inside, especially Cheng Ke's father's notebook. ”
"Recommend an unsigned online work to these two large conferences...... Your dad will scold you to death. ”
"I believe that your creativity is a piece of jade. The whirlpool, the time and space, the connection between the human brain, and the wonderful relationship between Cheng Ke and his sister will surely have someone who is as difficult to extricate themselves from as I am. She leaned over and kissed Chen Wen's forehead, and pushed him again, "Get up quickly." ”
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Chen Wen opened his eyes and saw Ye Xingtong, the real Ye Xingtong in the same quilt who looked at him with gentle eyes.
"It doesn't seem like a nightmare today." She seemed to think that the two were still not close enough, and got into Chen Wen's arms again, "Is Dr. Nan's treatment effective?" ”
Chen Wen made a noncommittal expression, and then began to think. He had developed the habit of quickly reviewing his dreams as soon as he woke up.
That man...... The person who looked very much like Ye Xingtong could be very sure that she called her name. It shows that this is not a picture seen by others like the bloody hand incident, this time it should be Chen Wen's own real experience. And the "Milk and Chocolate" she mentioned is another proof that this is Chen Wen's work and cannot come from another person.
Ye Xingtong found that Chen Wen was in a daze, she lifted the quilt slightly and looked inside.
"What are you looking at?" Chen Wen asked.
"I'll make sure you're not thinking something bad."
Chen Wen smiled. Ye Xingtong is lucky, taking what she likes as her career, and being with Chen Wen should also satisfy her fantasy as a little book lover. Perhaps, she shouldn't have any worries, and she should spend every day like this. casual, a little capricious to outsiders, and extremely considerate to Chen Wen.
Chen Wen wanted to kiss her, but she playfully avoided her.
"I've got to get up. I'm going to take advantage of the fact that Sister Betty didn't arrange other work for the band teacher, and hurry up and get the song ready. She almost jumped out of bed, quickly tied her ponytail and began to dress, "I don't know what time I will get it today, don't wait for me." ”
Chen Wen felt that after he entered his thirties, the biggest difference between him and his teens and twenties was that he quit laziness. I used to be able to sleep until the afternoon. I even had a birthday in college two days after playing crazy, and I slept directly from 11 p.m. the day before my birthday to the early morning of the day after my birthday. Forced to let himself, who was not born on February 29, miss his birthday in a certain year.
Ye Xingtong had just gone out, and Chen Wen also got up.
He hesitated today, very hesitantly. He didn't know if he should record the dream. Nan Nan will definitely keep the patient's secret, and he can also set it up so that Li Fei and them can't see it. But this dream, it is not a nightmare, nor is it a spring dream, but it is the dream that scares him the most.
Will you really have a forgotten girlfriend?
He simply got dressed, sat down at the computer, and searched for the two terms he had heard in his dream. China Science Fiction Venture Capital Conference, Asian Science Fiction Forum.
The China Science Fiction Venture Capital Conference is held every year and is an important platform for science fiction IP to communicate and trade. But the Asian Science Fiction Forum has only been held once, and that was six years ago. And it happened to be two weeks after the China Science Fiction Venture Capital Conference that year.
Six years ago again.
What were you doing at that time six years ago?
Six years is not a long way from now. In Chen Wen's memory, seven years ago, he had just completed five years in his first job after graduation. That's also a company that develops educational software. In a business bidding demonstration, the product developed by Chen Wen needed to be PK with the product of a competitor company. Because there were many teachers on the judging bench who didn't like his company, he had to try to avoid being picked on by them. Therefore, Chen Wen refused to let the boss at that time let another development engineer come to the stage to demonstrate a new product that had nothing to do with the product to be bid, but the picture was very beautiful.
This decision, which Chen Wen always felt with a clear conscience, planted the seeds of estrangement between him and the boss he had worked with for many years. The boss thinks that he is too happy to cooperate with others, and he fixes this evaluation in the constant chatter that follows. So after holding out for a few months, he resigned.
With a small amount of savings, he let himself fly for a while. He traveled to many cities in China, and during this time he began to try his hand at writing, and it was at that time that he completed the work "Milk and Chocolate".
Afterward...... What's happening again?
Chen Wen remembers that he was in a car accident in Guangdong. Wounds in the legs, and concussions. Because the perpetrator was a very wealthy person, they arranged for Chen Wen to be admitted to a very high-end private hospital. Chen Wen spent about three or four months in a delirium, and his parents went to accompany him at that time. After being discharged from the hospital, it was with the compensation of the perpetrator that he founded Shanghai Minxue Teaching Software Company.
Although this memory is a little intermittent, it will never leave out what kind of demon breaker I was in Mandan, and I talked about a girlfriend, right?
Chen Wen decided that he would find a way to sort out his itinerary every month, or even every day, six years ago. He walked to the mirror, looked at himself who had not yet combed his hair and washed, and after taking a deep breath, said, "If that you are real, I will definitely find you." ”