"Mrs. Qiufeng, I like every album you release, can I take a photo with you?"

Lin Xiaomeng, who heard similar words for the first time, mechanically took the album and turned the page to sign, the corners of her lips reflexively raised a sweet arc, and replied to the fans with a light "Thank you for your support".

After repeating the sentence many times, sometimes even she wondered if she was sincerely thanking.

In the beginning, she felt a flattering gratitude to those who were willing to spend extra money on an art book and then spend a lot of time and energy patiently queuing up.

But now, that gratitude is getting weaker...

Because she couldn't tell how many of these people asking for autographs really liked their paintings, and how many were just looking for a group photo to send to Moments.

Before the summer vacation officially began, she thought that most of her time would be spent at home painting and studying.

However, with the release of that short video, in less than a day, there were millions more fans on social accounts.

At the beginning, Lin Xiaomeng was still happy, after all, it meant that the paintings he created could be seen by more people.

But it wasn't until her mother dragged her to publish a book of paintings, report etiquette classes, and participate in various business activities.

Lin Xiaomeng suddenly realized that the life she used to have may never go back...

Although her new life is not bad, so many people will praise and love her every day, and rush to buy her art books.

But when night comes, when you are tired and lying in bed, you will feel panic and anxiety about the future.

Because she's not sure if this kind of life is what she really wants...

"Xiaomeng, I've liked you for a long time, please help me sign it."

A gentle teenage voice brought her back to reality in a daze.

"Okay~Thank you for your support~"

Lin Xiaomeng, who came back to her senses, reacted quickly and showed a sweet business smirk, and then hurriedly took the album to sign it.

But when her hand was about to open the album, she was stunned.

Wait a minute... What did he call me?

Lin Xiaomeng raised her head in surprise, but she met a slightly familiar smile.

"If you can, ask your wife to sign with this forgiveness colored pen."

After the two looked at each other, the young man smiled even more, and respectfully offered a green marker in both hands.

However, Lin Xiaomeng didn't reach out to pick it up, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and the pair of willow eyebrows wrinkled even tighter.

Because the person in front of her is the big liar who ruined her peaceful life - Jiang Yifan!

"What's wrong, Miss Qiufeng? Feeling unwell? ”

The staff on the side noticed that she had not started to sign for a long time, and couldn't help but lean over and ask with concern.

"It's fine."

Lin Xiaomeng shook her head slightly, and did not pick up the forgiveness marker handed over by Jiang Yifan, still holding her signature pen.

'Wow-'

When he flipped through the album before, he was gentle and slender with jade hands, but at this time, he added a little strength, as if he wanted to use this kind of action to express his resentment towards Jiang Yifan.

But the moment the album was opened, the resentful expression was stunned again.

I saw that the blank page used to mark the publisher, editor, etc., was densely filled with 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...'

Lin Xiaomeng's tightly locked willow eyebrows couldn't help but stretch a little, but they quickly locked them again, pretending not to see anything with a straight face, and then put pen to paper vigorously on the dense handwriting.

The force was so great that the tip of the pen cut through the page.

Seeing this, Jiang Yifan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

When the album was covered and handed back, he noticed that the corners of Lin Xiaomeng's lips were hooked into a smile...

"Madam, I'm your old fan! Have been following you for several years now! Please continue to produce more food in the future! ”

However, without waiting for Jiang Yifan to take a closer look, the girl with glasses behind him excitedly squeezed him away and stepped forward to hold Lin Xiaomeng's hand.

Didn't you smile at me...

Jiang Yifan pursed his lips, grabbed his fingers from the album, and even turned slightly white due to too much force.

Also, if he could be forgiven so easily, he wouldn't have been so angry that he ignored him at the time...

...

...

Haili Fishing Restaurant.

"Hey, I've got a question for you."

Looking at the bursts of white mist steaming from the hot pot in front of him, the absent-minded Jiang Yifan suddenly asked, "If one day I do something sorry for you, and you feel very angry because of it, what do I have to do to make it possible for you to forgive me?" ”

"Now that we're eating, can you please stop saying such strange things?"

Jin Yuanbao rubbed the goosebumps on his arm with a cold face, "What do you mean I'm sorry for my business?" It's like we're a couple and then you're cheating..."

"Okay, I'll change the word, deceive, if one day I deceive you, okay?"

Jiang Yifan rolled his eyes angrily.

"Hmm... Think about it... It depends on how you lied to me, if it's a prank or something, even if it's excessive, with our relationship, I guess I'll forgive you for being angry for a few days. ”

Jin Yuanbao put a piece of fat cow in his mouth, chewed it and said vaguely, "But if you trick me into a pyramid scheme organization and suffer hardship, then I will probably be so angry that I will explode." After all, it's not like a prank, which can pass in a flash, but a life that has been changed for a long time. ”

"Has life been changed for a long time?"

Jiang Yifan recalled that in his impression, Lin Xiaomeng, who was a member of the study committee, seemed to be an introverted girl.

Even when the first year of high school started and ran for the class committee, Lin Xiaomeng, who was standing on the podium and reading the election manifesto, had a white little face that was red with shame, and her voice was as small as a mosquito...

But such a girl who is a little afraid of society is now able to attend various large-scale events calmly.

Is she willing to make such a big change, or is she forced to do so because of her own encouragement?

Thinking like this, Jiang Yifan felt even more guilty in his heart.

"Anyway, for such a serious matter, I guess I won't forgive you if I don't calm down for a few years."

After swallowing the meat in his mouth, Jin Yuanbao began to fold his hands and count: "Unless you bring me breakfast every day when you go to school, invite me to eat at noon, and ride me home at night..."

“... Then you should be angry. ”

Thinking that he had to pedal a bicycle to send such a large tonnage, especially from the school to Jin Yuanbao's house, Jiang Yifan felt a myocardial infarction.

"Ruthless!"

Jin Yuanbao stretched out his chopsticks angrily, took the meat from Jiang Yifan's bowl, and put it into his mouth.

Looking at Jin Yuanbao who was feasting on it, and the Haili fishing staff who were probing their brains not far away, Jiang Yifan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Alas, if you don't get forgiven, you won't be forgiven, anyway, she doesn't seem to choose the Demon Sect, and after the school starts and class, it is estimated that there will be no embarrassment to meet...

Jiang Yifan didn't think much about it anymore, but silently took out his mobile phone and turned on the video recording function.

Because next, it's the unique social fear birthday song part of Haililao...