Moonlight Variations

After paying homage to the future father-in-law’s book, Chuli closed her reading notes contentedly...At this time, Shirkawa was still reading, so Chuli slid on the swivel chair with his legs, slid to his stool, and reached the man’s ears. At the same time, the elongated voice whispered "hello".

The exhaled heat sprayed on the man’s ears. The latter rubbed his ears and raised his head. At a glance, he saw that the man with his head on his shoulder was searching for the hotel with his mobile phone... Shirakawa thought for a while: "What are you doing? Take me to open the house?"

"..." The head placed on the man's shoulder moved. "Maybe a hotel, I'm going to the bottom of Sleeping Bridge Cave in City C?"

Hiukawa put down the book: "Don't you live in my house?"

Chuli's eyes rounded: "How come you live in your house?"

Hikawa thought for a while: "I have a lot of rooms in my house. If you don't want to sleep in a room, you can squeeze with me..."

When I heard this, there was nothing wrong, Chu Li's head was shaken into a rattle: "How can a little girl squeeze with her boyfriend the first time she goes to his boyfriend's house, this can't be squeezed, this can't be squeezed..."

Halfway through the conversation, he suddenly noticed that Shirakawa was staring at her face, with a look like he didn't know what he was looking at. In Chuli's confusion, he reached out and poked her: "Say it again."

"?"

"What am I to you, say it again."

Chuli wore a "Made mentally retarded" face: "Boyfriend."

Hiukawa rubbed her head with big hands, bent down and kissed her face, with a rare and obvious smile in her voice: "Well said...what a normal girl would be a girl who can be my girlfriend? Girl, don’t be familiar with them, you just want to squeeze to sleep with me."

"Can't sleep, can't sleep."

"I will hug you to sleep and do nothing."

Chuli pulled the corners of her lips and said with a sarcasm: "I'll just rub, and won't go in."

Hiukawa glanced at her deeply: "...I really didn't go in."

On the face: I am honest.

Chuli covered his ears with one hand, refusing to listen to his screams, and pushed his head away with the other hand, and quickly placed the hotel orders on the mobile phone under Hiukawa’s dissatisfied gaze... stepped out of the study to prepare When she slept, the gaze cast behind her was still unwilling to try to persuade her--

Chuli went back to her room and closed the door. After washing, she lay on the bed, wiped her hair and climbed onto the bed, and found that her mobile phone had a special Weibo update push. She was stunned and thought that there was something wrong with her eyes: she was paying special attention to something. , She only paid attention to Shirkawa alone, and recently he hasn't posted anything meager except to update Mingming...

Chuli raised his head and looked at the clock on the wall: It was obviously not his update time.

Picking up the phone and opening his eyes, Hiukawa did post a Weibo ten minutes ago——

【Hikawa:

Watch out, little girls.

Once a man has the sweetness, it is like a wolf who has tasted the fish and cannot go back. 】

First gift: "..."

The direction of this Weibo is too strong, which makes people forget for the time being that Hiukawa is in the midst of a **** storm. People who eat melons are enthusiastically speaking and asking: When is the first time Mr. Hiukawa tasted fishy?

This question was flipped by Hiukawa in thousands of comments, and the man replied meaningfully: [The second day of "Luohe Book of God":)]

Such an answer makes people can’t help but guess—

Is Wenrunruyu Gongzichuan talking about what everyone thinks, or is he talking about selling books at all?

If it is forced to explain, this sentence can also be understood as "Once you have a big-selling book, you can't accept the next one on the street". Otherwise, how can you explain how this has anything to do with the big sales of "Luohe Shenshu"? …Uh, after all, it’s Hiukawa University, and he always talks eloquently.

For so many days, it is rare that Zhouchuan Weibo has posted a relatively relaxed post, and readers and fans have left messages and teased, which is a lively atmosphere.

It’s just that on this earth, apart from Zhouchuan, there is probably only one person who knows what happened on the second day of the pre-sale of "The Book of Luohe"-in short, there is a small editor who just hit the annual best seller. The great feat of the book turned his head and was aggrieved at the publishing house. When he returned home, he cried to the author, and then held his face, taking advantage of him and also allowing him to take advantage of him.

First gift: "..."

A minute later, when Jiang Yucheng reposted the word "rogue" in a concise and concise manner, he successfully thought of every detail of the ill-spoken kiss that day, and Chu Li blushed, and his heartbeat speeded up, wearing a vest and leaving a message below— —

[Laughter. Love po master, reported it. 】

...

Fly to city c the next day.

That night, I was invited to have dinner at a restaurant in city c.

…Chuli imagined meeting with the family of Hiukawa 10,000 times. It may be serious, amiable, or full of whitewashing peace and peace-at least teacher Hiu Gu Xuan will look at the face of outsiders. On the top, play the role of a father, kindness, and filial piety, and at any rate care about his son's current situation, after all, he is about to be pinched into a corpse.

There are a lot of fantasies in Chuli, so there are a lot of scripts before going to the banquet. How can I make parents like it?

Her strictness of the script has reached the point that Hiukawa is not allowed to hold her hand when entering the hotel, lest Hiukawa's family think she is a frivolous little goblin... About this Hiukawa thinks it is very absurd: "You better remember, I am first. The night you took the initiative to hold your hand, you jumped up and down on Weibo and posted more than a dozen Weibo in a row, like a mad dog who lost heart."

"...Liar, you don't have my private Weibo."

"I have. I leave a message on my Weibo every day. You are the only one who mocks but can't hide his love."

"..."

Chuli pushed Shirakawa a hand, and patted the hand he stretched out—the two were side by side. Although they were wearing very couple outfits of the same color, when they entered the hotel, Chuli held up his chest and looked righteous. : It seems that she and Hiukawa are pure editor-author relationships.

I met Hirukawa's parents in the appointment box.

Tonight, Gu Xuan dressed very homely and veteran, and the whole person looked amiable and amiable. This is the first time that Chuli has met a real literary giant-standing outside the door, barely maintaining a calm voice polite After greeting each other, when she reacted, her hands tightly grasped Hiukawa's big hands: there is no such thing as holding the wind lady's script.

Zhou Gu Xuan looked at Chu Li as if he was watching an excellent editor who saved his son Yu Shuihuo, smiling.

Madam Shuli looked at Chuli, her eyes swept over her hand that was entwined with Shurikawa, the little girl leaned against her tall and handsome son like a weak willow, her face was slightly red, and the two looked very face-to-face, as if looking at her. The son's future daughter-in-law smiled.

Zhou Chuan looked at Chu Li, the eyes that flickered only when he saw him on weekdays, and now he looked at his father shyly and respectfully, unable to laugh at all.

Slightly frowned, stretched out her hand to pinch her chin and twisted her face back: "What are you doing, it's the editor of Star Trails to make an appointment with my dad, don't try to grab someone's job."

Chuli held his chin and raised his head. The redness on his face has not faded, and his speech is slurred: "... "Moonlight" can occasionally blow a traditional literary style, improve the quality of readers and the overall taste of the magazine—— "

Hikawa: "..."

It seems that I can no longer speak well.

I'm flattering, just open my mouth and come here at my fingertips.

Lifting his eyelids and sweeping his eyes, Mr. Gu Xuan, nearly fifty years old, can still enjoy the worship of the girl... At this time, his eyes are shining with satisfaction, and the look in his eyes is gentle. Some, for the first time in twenty years, probably because he Zhouchuan found him a "qualified and tasteful fan girl" daughter-in-law.

After everyone is seated, they serve food and talk while eating—just like the habit of most Chinese friendships at the dinner table. After three cold dishes and one soup are put together, the imaginary cold spot has never existed.

From the talks of the Yuanyue News Agency to the editor-in-chief Xia who has just retired and resigned, Gu Xuan can even get together to talk bad things about the people in the marketing department.

The last topic returned to "The Book of Luohe".

Zhou Guxuan: "I can see that the content of this book has been carefully deleted and added. I have read some, and the taste of the book written by Xiaochuan is not at the same level—"

Chuli: "This is the first book I made, and it is also the first book by Mr. Hiukawa in Yuanyuesha, so everyone attaches great importance to it. It took a week or so for a school... Sometimes it is necessary When the content of the chapters that are not suitable for publication is deleted, the teacher will resist tenaciously."

Hikawa: "..."

Zhou Gu Xuan: "He is very stubborn, probably like his mother."

Mrs. Zhou squinted her husband and smiled, "Oh, nonsense."

Chuli: "I don't look like it. Auntie is very easy-going and smiling. For the first three months I met Mr. Shirakawa, he always screamed at me with an ice cube face. "

Zhou Guxuan: "I grew up in a scholarly family and taught him courtesy, righteousness and shame. As a result, he raised such a rebellious and ignorant son. It's really laughable."

Chuli smiled and said, "But everyone knows that others are still good in nature, but they are hard-talking and soft-hearted, so no one will be true to him."

Mrs. Zhou: "Some, some. His Chinese teacher in high school hated him to death. When he retired, he refused to go to the thank-you banquet. The invitations were sent to the house, but they refused to go, so they just threw away the garbage. It's a barrel--it doesn't talk about social favors at all, and it's useless to persuade anyone. This son is really sad."

Hikawa: "..."

Chuli: "Ms. Shirakawa once mentioned this to me a little bit. There seemed to be some unpleasant collisions in high school... If it is to be judged fairly, it is indeed not Mr. Shirakawa's fault."

Zhou Gu Xuan: "Huh, how can Xiaocheng get along with that teacher?"

Mrs. Day: "Oh, you didn’t know your son. You had trouble with the teacher since you were a kid. I quarreled with the English teacher in elementary school. It didn’t matter that the knowledge point of the teacher was wrong, but the result was really wrong. Let the teacher If you can’t get off the stage, you will have Liangzi, noisy every day, noisy every day, or arguing in English, you don’t know if you’re so grinning!”

Hikawa: "..."

Zhou Guxuan: "If it weren't for academic performance, I would have been expelled from school as a problem child!"

Chu Li: "It turns out that the elementary school is like this... Teacher Hiukawa is still proud."

Mrs. Day: "You don't grow up, my son, you have to work hard."

Zhou Gu Xuan: "Just be tall, but not brain."

Chu Li: "It's not hard, it's not hard!"

Hikawa: "..."

Why, do you want to put on your heads a banner of "Comrade Hikawa who has done a lot of evil in these years-Conference"?

Take a look at the way each of them counts his dark history happily, and then shakes their heads with emotion...

Who are you scaring?

What are you doing today?

Didn't it come to solve the practical problem of being hacked into a mummy by the Internet black man?

This rhythm looks like the three people at the table are about to swear to join the "Hikawa Black" army after eating?

At this time, the atmosphere on the scene was too harmonious.

Only Hiukawa, who was completely unable to intervene, felt as if he had seen a ghost.

The author has something to say: Come on, come on! ! !

I opened a short story of about 300,000 words, "The Fate of the Peach Blossom and the Sword".

Seven thousand words already!

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