Shen Yin has been back to work in the studio for four days since they got married, and on this day, she wore a white shirt, a black and white plaid skirt, black leggings, and an apricot-colored jacket over it. Zhou Fansheng came back, he was reading documents in the office, and Yang Ning was sitting on the sofa next to him. Zhang Huan came over and told her that Zhou Fansheng invited her in to talk.

"Yes, during my absence, I have really worked hard for you." He smiled as he flipped through the papers in his hand.

Shen Yin knocked on the door, "Come in!" A concise and refreshing voice came, she gently pushed open the door, sat next to Yang Ning, and looked at him quietly.

"Alright, I'll consider your proposal." Zhou Fansheng closed the document, said to Yang Ning, and handed her the document.

"Okay." Yang Ning went out with the documents.

"Shen Yin, I heard that you want to merge the two studios, tell me what you think." He leaned back on the couch and looked at her with a deaf look.

Shen Yin suddenly remembered that she had inadvertently talked about this matter with Yang Ning after returning from training in Japan, Yang Ning did not express her position at that time, she thought that this matter was over, but she didn't expect to mention it again This is the scene. She said hesitantly: "I've been thinking about this matter for a long time, but this is just my opinion, and I don't know if it will help the studio." ”

Zhou Fansheng smiled shallowly, two small pear vortices appeared at the corners of his mouth, revealing a tiger tooth, and took a sip of coffee, "It's okay, you speak out first." ”

Shen Yin relaxed, sorted out his thoughts, and expressed his feelings and experiences after training in Japan, "At present, the two studios are divided and cooperated, and they are in order with each other, and everyone's work attitude is also very serious, but I think that if the two studios are combined, they will be able to give full play to each person's strengths, and I think there is no obvious boundary between comics and literary editing." Let me give you an example, although Weihan is responsible for the sales of books and cover design, she also loves comics, and often uses her spare time to attend comic exhibitions or read comics, she also has a deep understanding of comics, I think if she is also involved in the design of comics or the setting of the plot, she will definitely create more appealing works to readers. Another example is Liu Hao, although he is only responsible for the coloring and drawing of comics, his ability to grasp the plot is too weak to be suitable for continuous scene design. She took a sip of her coffee and continued, "If the two studios were combined, we would be able to work together and learn from each other's strengths, and maybe we would have unexpected results." ”

Zhou Fansheng listened intently and felt that her idea was very good, "Okay, let me think about this matter, after all, this is not something that can be completed overnight." ”

"Well, I didn't ask everyone's opinion on this matter, and I don't know what everyone thinks."

"You don't have to worry about this, I'll give you an answer when I think about it." He said calmly, with the steady posture of a boss.

Shen Yin left the office and noticed that there was a slight change in him, but he couldn't say exactly what it was. As soon as she sat on the chair, Xia Mengfu took a courier and handed it to her: "Sister Yin, this is your courier, it arrived three days ago." ”

She opened the courier, and there was a portrait and a letter inside, inside was her portrait, and the signature of the portrait was "Yaya", she quickly opened the envelope and read it. It turned out that this letter was written to her by Xia Zhen, and it was written that she was sorry for not coming to Shen Yin's wedding, and there were some words of blessing, and there was a bank card in the envelope, and the password was written on the back of the letter.

She turned on her phone and found the paintings she had taken before, the signatures on them were all "Yaya", and it turned out that they were all one person - Xia Zhen. Shen Yin dialed her mobile phone number, but she didn't expect that the other party's mobile phone had been turned off, she thought for a while, and walked into Zhou Fansheng's office with this portrait.

"Do you know this 'Yaya'? Mr. Zhou. She placed the portrait on his desk.

Zhou Fansheng hesitated for a while when he saw the portrait, then raised his eyes to look at her and said, "You already know?" ”

"Well, 'Yaya' is Xia Zhen, you have known each other for a long time."

Zhou Fansheng took the portrait and walked to the sofa next to him, "I know you're curious, but this is a secret between us, I'm afraid you won't know it......"

Shen Yin interrupted him and said, "I probably know something about things between you, I believe you don't really have no feelings for Xia Zhen, why don't you admit it?" ”

Zhou Fansheng smiled, he looked out the window, and said lightly: "Hehe, I've always covered it up so well, how did you find out?" ”

"With a woman's senses, I want to know what the hell is going on between you, can you tell me?"

Zhou Fansheng poured two cups of coffee, looked at her and said, "Shen Yin, you are really special." He took his coffee and leaned back on the sofa, his mind seemed to go back to a long time ago, "I think she has already told you about the previous things, so I won't say it anymore." I was fifteen years old and went to the United States for the second time, and of course I went back to that school and met Xia Zhen again, but I experienced a lot of things in those two years, and my personality became extremely withdrawn, and I was very depressed and irritable every day, and I thought about suicide, but it didn't work out. Xia Zhen is still the same as before, with a straightforward and lively personality, in order to avoid her, I had to pretend to forget her and ignore her. After a month in the United States, my mother sent me back to China when she saw that I still hadn't changed, and since then I have completely cut off contact with Xia Zhenche, and the two of us have become strangers. Later, I slowly walked out of the previous shadow, and my personality changed a lot, but I liked to smoke and drink, and because of my talent as a child, my reputation in China gradually became famous, and I also wrote a few good books, but since my parents divorced, I couldn't write a better novel, not even 300 words. In order to avoid the disturbance of the media, my mother boarded me at my aunt's house, and after a long time, I slowly came out and picked up the pen again to continue writing. When I was able to write again, my mother was transferred to Shanghai for work reasons, and I went with my mother to Shanghai, where we didn't expect to meet again. At that time, I was young and ignorant, and although I liked her in my heart, I didn't have the courage to confess to her. Later, she took the initiative to confess to me, maybe it was providence. The night before, my mother told me that after she divorced my father, she fell in love with an American, but I didn't expect that the American already had a family in her hometown, and my mother had been someone else's junior for the past three years, and in desperation, she broke off with the American and was going to take me back to my hometown. Because of this, I rejected Xia Zhen, and what I didn't expect was that this parting was eleven years, and we never met again, and there was no contact. ”

"If you missed the previous things, you missed them, but why are you still doing this to her? Do you know what she thought first? ”

Zhou Fansheng put down the cup and continued: "I gave her the stage name 'Yaya' at that time, we were in Shanghai at that time, she painted, I wrote, and the painting I bought back before was completed by us together, and then after I left Shanghai, she abandoned this stage name and used her own name. ”

Shen Yin leaned back on the sofa and listened quietly to his story.

"Shen Yin, the past is over, and there is no chance of recovery, so now that you know the ins and outs, do you still insist on matching us?" His tone was very calm, and he couldn't hear a trace of emotion, as if it was all just a dream of his, and when he woke up, it had disappeared without leaving a trace.

"Zhou Fansheng, can you not be so ruthless! It was obviously your fault at the beginning, after so many years, do you still have to wait until you miss it to regret it? After listening to this, Shen Yin said a little angrily: "Xia Zhen has lived in the United States since she was a child, how much courage did she have to show you the information at the beginning, and you actually rejected her so ruthlessly." Girls in the world have a reserved side, how much will you hurt her by doing this? ”

"But ......"

She interrupted Zhou Fansheng and said, "I already called Xia Zhen just now, and she came over on Saturday, you have to take advantage of this opportunity." She lied to him and winked at him, "That's all I can do for you, after so many years, Xia Zhen has never given up." She walked out of the office with a burst of joy in her heart.

"What are you laughing at? What's going on? Gong Weihan walked over to her with a document and asked.

She hurriedly covered it up and said, "It's nothing, I'll go paint first." ”

She hid in the bathroom and called Xia Zhen and asked her to come over this Saturday to play, so that she could put down everything she was doing. In order to dispel Xia Zhen's suspicions, she said that she was going to hold a party this Saturday to make up for her regret that she didn't come to the wedding. Xia Zhen was originally sorry for this matter, so he agreed directly.

After Shen Yin left, Zhou Fansheng stood in front of the window and began to smoke. He looked into the distance, but he was thinking about it. The words that Shen Yin said just now echoed in his mind, in fact, there was one more thing he didn't say, this matter had become the "cinnabar mole" in his heart, as long as he closed his eyes, this matter always lingered in his mind.

At the age of twelve, he was already well-known in the Chinese literary world, his family was harmonious, his father Zhou Qi was a professor of history at Peking University, he published several articles in China that attracted the appreciation of many scholars, and also had a great influence on the ranking of Chinese writers; Her mother, Xu Miaozhi, worked as a financial supervisor in a Sino-foreign joint venture. He was born in Beijing, so he lived in Beijing until he was twelve years old, and when he was very young, his father began to cultivate his interest in literature, so at the age of nine, he published his first novel with his father's help, "Little Hands, Big Hands", and the following spring, he published another illustrated book, "Love", and since then, his name has gradually spread from Beijing to other cities in China, and he has his own fans, and he has gradually embarked on the road of literature. But that year something happened that changed his life and his family - his parents divorced, and he was raised by his mother. I remember that night happened to be the day of the release of his third book, and that day his mother told him that his father would celebrate together when he came back in the evening, so he declined the invitation of his friend, and he was ready early, and waited at home with his mother for his father to come home.

At half past eight o'clock in the evening, the father dragged his tired body home, but the mother was a little angry, they talked in the room for five minutes and began to quarrel, the more noisy the more fierce, he was at a loss to see the loving parents become hysterical at this moment, talking filthy words to each other, and finally, he rushed out of the house, came to the road, looked at the passers-by, and his heart was very sad. Half an hour later, his mother found him and booked a hotel nearby with him, and they didn't come home that night, so he didn't know how his father spent the night. The next day, his mother took him directly to school, and in the evening, they were still staying in the same hotel. In this way, they stayed in that hotel for three days, and his father never showed up, and he had a premonition in his heart at that time, but it happened too suddenly, and on the fourth day, his mother took him directly back to his grandmother's house, and his father never appeared.

He lived at his grandmother's house for three months, but he still thought about his father and hoped that he would come and take him back. His grandmother didn't tell him anything, and she never mentioned his father in front of him. Later, his mother told him that they were divorced, and his mother took over custody of him, and then, his mother took him to the United States, and he didn't know what the reason for his parents divorced, and the people around him never mentioned it to him, as if all memories of his father had been erased.

When he was fifteen years old, they returned to China, and went to the Forbidden City in Beijing for a summer camp at school, where he saw his father sitting affectionately with a beautiful aunt, and they talked happily, and his father's face was full of smiles that he had not seen in a long time. Holding back the anger in his heart, he mustered up the courage to ask his mother about the reason for their divorce.

It turned out that there was a rift in their marriage five years ago. His father was a man of few words, he loved literature very much, especially in ancient Chinese culture, and he won many awards in this regard, while his mother had a strong personality and was an out-and-out "strong woman". Due to her work, my mother traveled a lot on business and traveled between China and the United States, and gradually, the communication between the parents became less and less severe, and the time spent together became shorter. Once, a piece of academic paper just published by my father was suspected of plagiarism, and for a while, the major media began to break the news, and my father's reputation was also questioned. During that time, my mother was on a business trip in the United States and could not be with my father. When my mother returned, my father's plagiarism incident had come to an end, and my father proved his innocence and restored his reputation with the help of his students and colleagues. At that time, there was a problem in the relationship between the parents.

This broken marriage finally fell apart that night, and his mother resolutely signed the divorce paper, after which he was sent back to his grandmother's house. After that night, he could not write any more, as if his thoughts had dried up that night. In order to prevent his mother from being sad, he did not mention his father's name again for the next fifteen years.