Yu Mingchuan crossed, about five minutes ago, or ten minutes ago. In short, he is currently a freshly baked traverser, has no sister, has just graduated, and does not have a dog. His parents died in a car accident when he was 17 years old, and the life experience was exactly the same as in his previous life, which was quite plain and uninspiring.

Qingzhou is not even a small city of the eighteenth tier of the "marginal city", belonging to the sea market, with the formation of a unique sunset and beach scenery in the twilight, in its own geographical advantages and policy support, in the past two years Qingzhou's tourism has developed greatly, attracting a group of young people to return to their hometowns to start a business, he was also one of them.

Yu Mingchuan's expression was flat and he touched the window with his fingertips, and the sunset was slowly sliding on the white sea.

"Well, Qushi graduated, majoring in philosophy, not very easy to employ. There are more than 70,000 yuan in deposits, and a three-bedroom and one living room of 120 square meters in a seaview garden, but considering the land price in Qingzhou, it may be worth about 1.5 million. Yu Mingchuan was secretly planning in his heart.

"I still have to find a job to support my family, so let's just go back to my old job and become a writer, and have a stable source of income." After thinking for a while, he decisively picked up his mobile phone and searched for information about the world's literary publishing.

This plane has a particularly strong sense of copyright, and it is impossible for an incident like "In the Dream" plagiarizing "In the Circle" to pursue the confrontation for 14 years.

Most of the literary works of previous lives have not been absent in this world, in fact, the writers have not changed, and the familiar ones are still those, but some died young, and some have fewer works under their names.

Yu Mingchuan did not hesitate to download the literary and artistic creation app, the cultural and creative platform is the most well-known and authoritative literary website in China.

Pseudonym: Gentile. After clicking on the confirmation, Yu Mingchuan began to think about which book to write. After pulling a blank piece of paper from the clutter pile on the desk, I began to plan on it.

The pen is a rollerball pen, and the paper has been pressed on the desk for a long time, plus it is summer, so it is inevitable that it will be a little damp. The ink is a little cloudy, and what is left on the paper is five straight and powerful words -- "If there is an afterlife".

If there is an afterlife, be a tree and stand for eternity.

There is no posture of joy and sorrow, half in the dust and half in the wind;

Half in shade, half in the sun.

Very silent, very proud.

Never lean, never seek.

There is a lot of controversy about who this work came from, most people think that it is from Sanmao, and some people think that it is from Jiang Yan's "Migratory Birds Flying North". He only remembered the most popular ones, but it was enough. Then he registered the scarf, ID: Alien. He sent this little poem to the cultural and creative platform and scarf.

Putting down the phone, Yu Mingchuan thought about today's dinner. I didn't feel anything before, but now I have time to look through my memories and find out that the original body has anorexia, but fortunately it's not serious.

Yu Mingchuan hesitated for a while, turned on his mobile phone and ordered a donkey meat of Lao Xu's family that was not frozen and coriander, and ordered Chen Ji's preserved egg and lean porridge. Then I took off my clothes and prepared to take a shower. The shower gel and shampoo are orange flavored, I don't know what brand it is, and it is very refreshing after washing.

The three-bedroom garden has a unique décor, with its own balcony in the living room to enjoy the sunset by the sea. There is a circle of succulents on the balcony, and a pot of pothos hangs on the top, which shows that the owner has carefully maintained them.

But the kitchen and bathroom are actually one room, but they are divided into two spaces by bookshelves. In the middle of the bookshelf is a layer of glass, which blocks out the smell. So there are two bedrooms, both with single beds. Originally, the other bedroom was going to be converted into a study, but there was no money for one and there were not so many books, so it was enough to put them on the shelves in the living room.

After taking a bath, Yu Mingchuan tried to eat a few bites of the donkey meat that had just been delivered, and felt that he could swallow it, so he took two more mouthfuls of porridge. In fact, according to his feelings, this body may just be a serious picky eater and does not like to eat vegetables, for example, he is nauseous when he thinks about eggplants and tomatoes now.

"What a child's temper is this appetite?" He sighed: "It's good that I don't delay eating meat." ”

The height of 1.78 meters is only 60 kilograms, but looking in the mirror is not as scary as I imagined. Very lazy looks, a white and clean young man, but his hair is messy and he has no energy.

After a few simple bites of food, Yu Mingchuan changed into freshly dried clothes. A loose dark green short-sleeved shirt and understated big black pants. The blue and white bar socks on the right foot and the yellow and white bar socks on the left foot are very coordinated.

Don't get me wrong, he's a serious guy. At least the shoe is a pair of plain gray slippers. No way, he couldn't find a pair of socks that were exactly the same, but it was also very spiritual.

……

He was going to get up and go to Dongping Square, where the aunts dancing in the square, the children who came out with him, and the vendors selling glow sticks and ice cream at night. Yu Mingchuan is ready to rent out the extra bedroom to subsidize the family during the period when he has not yet become a writer.

Dongping Plaza is a well-known "talent recruitment market" nearby, and it also has a rental housing business, and because it is bordered by Pisces Kindergarten, the basic amusement facilities are very good.

From Yu Mingchuan's community to Dongping Square, it is only a more than ten minute walk, so he did not ride an electric car.

Instead, he rode the Phoenix brand bicycle he had since he was in high school, and rode slowly through the streets and alleys.

"Why don't Chuanzi come to eat your Aunt Yang's haggis noodles, I won't make you a few cold dishes if you have a bad appetite, and make sure you eat comfortably." This is Aunt Yang's haggis shop next to the community.

"Hey, Auntie, I'll come over tomorrow at noon." Yu Mingchuan rode slowly with the sunset on his back, squinting his eyes and revealing a childlike smile.

……

After turning two or three small corners, the sky gradually became gloomy. It looked like it was going to rain, and when the phone ran out of battery, he put it at home to charge, and he couldn't say whether it would rain or not.

The people in the square were all looking like they were going to leave, and the children were all looking at the sky eagerly. Yes, I haven't had any heavy rain this summer.

Yu Mingchuan soon found a notice board on the northeast corner of the square, and pasted it with the words "Jifang for Rent" that had been prepared long ago.

In the cool breeze that grew stronger, the scenery around the street also became blurred. Yu Mingchuan went against the wind all the way and soon returned to the community.

Bang! A white flash slashed, followed by a crackling rain. By the time Yu Mingchuan swayed and parked the car and went upstairs, he could already step on the water on the ground.

When he opened the door and returned home, Yu Mingchuan first glanced at the 49% battery level of the mobile phone, and then at the scarf, which had 14 more fans. After swiping the headlines for a while, I put down my phone at 10 o'clock.

In the thunder of the night, the crackling rain, the hot and dry summer air was mist, and the fleshy and pothos of the balcony formed droplets.

Listening to the dull sound of the rain, Yu Mingchuan soon fell asleep.