Five years later.

At night, the sky was completely dark, and there was a starlight outside the window, fresh and bright.

Leng Yue, dressed in plain white home clothes, sat in the spacious study.

When it is said to be spacious, it refers to the area of the study, but in essence, except for the floor-to-ceiling windows, all three walls of the study are occupied by bookcases.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, there is a large writing desk, and above the writing desk is an Apple computer. It is a writing tool used by the cold moon when he works, and it is also a entertainment tool used by the cold moon when he is leisure.

Now, the study is quiet, and the evening breeze is gently blowing the white curtains, making a soft sound like a song.

The room was lit up, and Leng Yue leaned in the high-backed swivel chair, gently and thoughtfully rotating the chair, and the whole person was shrouded in the soft halo of the lamp.

Suddenly, from another nearby building, a young, girl's voice was heard:

Where has the time gone

I'm getting old before I feel young

Where has the time gone

Before I could take a good look at your eyes, it was spent

Firewood, rice, oil, and salt for half a lifetime

In the blink of an eye, only the wrinkles on his face remained

Leng Yue stood up, she lifted the window screen, looking at the place where the song floated from, she thought deeply, listened over and over again, chewed over and over again, she felt that she could recite the lyrics, and then, her eyes began to moisten.

Yes, where has the time gone? Five years have passed, and she is forty-three years old.

In the past five years, she has published more than a dozen full-length works in one go, like a writing machine. Some of his works have also been adapted into movies and TV series and broadcast on TV stations.

There are more fans who love her, and her fame is even greater. However, she hid herself even deeper...

She refuses all interviews, all commercial activities, and all reports about her.

Everyone knows that she is a beautiful writer, but most people only know her works, but have not seen her true face.

In fact, in the past five years, her whole person has indeed changed a lot. Although it is still beautiful, it is deeper, more vivid, and more mature than before.

Time is like a carving knife, and you can see how deeply the knife carved into her body, making her eyes deep, making the bridge of her nose straight, making her chin thin, and making the corners of her mouth resolute. makes her from a beautiful girl to an intriguing work of art, a cold woman with a lot of charm.

As for Li Min, his changes are also quite big. He has now set up his own catering company and is the chairman and general manager of the company.

His restaurant has grown from one five years ago to more than a dozen chains. From dozens of employees in the past, it has grown to hundreds or thousands of employees!

His dressing style, although he still walks the style of a domineering president, but over the years, he has made more and more money, and with his inner temperament, it shows his absolute confidence and arrogance in his career.

At the age of forty-five, he looks like he is thirty-eight or nineteen years old at most.

With the foundation of his career and life experience, especially his slender and sturdy physique, coupled with his beautiful and masculine appearance, he has attracted the love and favor of many rich women and innocent girls over the years.

The company's vice president, the original lobby manager, Jin Nina, is one of them.

A girl who has just graduated from college, has a lovely smile and is full of youth, since she was hired by Li Min to be his lobby manager seven years ago, she has been single all these years, just because she is attracted by the masculine charm exuded by Li Min, and longs to become his woman one day.

As for Li Min, he is also a person who admits death, although he has been noisy with Leng Yue all these years, he is still infatuated and sticks to Leng Yue.

Their son, Li Siqi, has graduated from college.

After graduating, he continued his studies and was admitted to the graduate school with excellent results.

The thinking of a talent, the thinking of a promising future, and the thinking of everything is smooth, but ...... There's also a girlfriend missing.

Thinking of her son's girlfriend, Leng Yue turned around and sat back in her chair.

She stared at the lamp on her desk.

She stared at the lamp, with its soft glow and pure white shade, and then she froze......

I don't know how long it took, she reached out to hold the cup of tea, which was already cold, she didn't drink it, just held it with her hand.

The singing has stopped, the room is so quiet and quiet, the silence makes people panic, the silence makes people suffocate.

Leng Yue looked at the half-written work on the computer, she suddenly felt like a state of confusion, she couldn't write, and she couldn't sit still.

She put the teacup back on her desk and began to circle around the room.

Then, she stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, half-squinting, staring out the distant starry sky outside the window.

What a beautiful summer night, the crystal stars shimmered in the endless sky, and the twinkling starlight made her vaguely remember many things......

What do you think?

Think about many, many things...... Thinking about something for a long, long time......

Think about the big locust tree in the mountain col of the scenic area, several spring and autumn, the leaves are hair and leaves.

Think about the fish in the reservoir, after several wind and rain, how much change.

Thinking about life is like a dream, the past is like smoke, the past is irretrievable, and the future is difficult to grasp.

She shook her head, smiled bitterly, and suddenly felt that her heart hurt inexplicably.

She knew she shouldn't have to be heartbroken, but she couldn't control it. So, she felt that she was indulging in this sick pain...... In this pain, she knew that the hidden "self" was still alive and alive.

She sighed softly, and finally, she sat back in her chair.

She looked at the phone on her desk, she muttered for a few seconds, and then, picking it up, turning on the screen, began to dial the number of her first son in the address book.

The phone is connected, but the other person's phone is coming back to say that the number you dialed is not in the service area.

She turned off her phone and stared at it in a daze...... She put her hand on the keyboard and tried to continue writing, but she didn't know how to continue.

Half an hour passed, and she cheered herself up and began to turn the screen of her phone back on, tapping the phone with her son's number written on it.

The ringing of the ringtone finally rang, and it was a long time...... Long...... Still no one answered the phone.

Leng Yue sighed and turned off her phone.

Or, what's really inconvenient about my son?

She shook her head, reversing her thoughts.

But today is Saturday, what can he do, he doesn't have time to connect to the phone?

Leng Yue thought of the feeling that Siqi had given her recently, which was mysterious and crazy. Moreover, every call is also busy and the text is not right.

Don't be a bad boy and go down the wrong road!

Thinking of this, Leng Yue suddenly thought of a girl named Xiaoxi that Siqi was talking about on the phone a few days ago, and when she heard her son's energetic voice, she could think of his radiant face.

"Mommy, you can't believe that there is a girl like Xiaoxi in the world, she can come up with a hundred tricks to play in half a minute. ”

As a rule of thumb, such girls are cute, but also dangerous.

Leng Yue picked up her phone again and clicked on her son's number.

"Don't answer, don't answer, don't answer, I'm mad at you, I'm mad at you!" The weird and naughty ringtones kept ringing, ringing, but still no one answered.

Hearing this, Leng Yue couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Where did you download the ringtones? Presumably, it was the masterpiece of the girl with a hundred patterns, right? It was the girl with a hundred patterns who tripped him, right?

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

She asked as she stood up and took a few steps to open the study door.

Outside the door, standing was her husband Li Min.

Li Min wears a set of light-colored shirts and trousers, the texture of the fabric is excellent, and the handiwork is also meticulous and first-class.

The shirt on his upper body, with only two buttons from top to bottom, was open to reveal his strong muscles and bushy chest hair, which made people have to look at him more.

Now, he holds a supermarket paper bag full of delicious snacks in his hand.

"Yue'er, I bought you a supper!" Li Min said softly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Leng Yue stepped aside and let Li Min in.

"Yue'er, where did you learn this weird habit, can you change it, there are no outsiders at home, why do you have to lock the door when you write?"

He placed the grocery bag on his desk, and his eyes rested on her face gently.

"Since it is a habit, of course it is necessary to keep it! Otherwise, how can it be called a habit? ”

Leng Yue looked through the snacks he bought, and then, a hint of a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"When you write, you can lock the door and feel more at ease. She explained lightly.

"Oh, what a strange little literati!" Li Min raised his eyebrows and deliberately looked her up and down. "You're like a puritan, locked up in this little study all day, living an independent life. Won't you be lonely, won't you be lonely? Do you want to learn from the saints who have a pure heart and have few desires?"

Leng Yue just said "hmm", she smiled, and did not answer Li Min's question, but answered the question she was concerned about.

"Have you been on the phone with your son lately?"

"Yes!"

Li Min nodded.

It's just that eight times out of ten, he said that he was busy, and he hung up without saying a few words. ”

Hearing Li Min say the same, Leng Yue's heart couldn't help but pinch up.

"It seems that my son has really been abnormal lately. She muttered to herself in deep thought.

"How?"

Li Min looked at her puzzled.

"I have to go to my son's place to see!" Leng Yue suddenly decided. "By the way, I went to the writers' association to interview the characters of the next work, and it was only a few days. ”

"Okay!"

Li Min nodded.