Moonlight Variations

I cry when I am happy, and cry when I am not happy.

It's just that I cried when I was happy, and when I was unhappy, the tears flowed like a yellow river... it was scary to look at.

Zhu Li held Chu Li’s face and wiped her tears patiently and tirelessly; Chu Li sat on the ground and cried seriously, her tears pouring out as if she didn’t need money, her entire face was flushed with crying, her eyes were red. Swollen like a peach...

The keyboard that was forcibly removed by Chuli was just thrown aside, the German cherry discontinued ammunition. Firebox series, a handful of more than 1,500 yuan——

Hiukawa didn't even look at it.

He squeezed her chin with one hand and wiped her tears. When only his slender fingertips shook off the water beads, he thought absently, he complained about how heavy she ate like an elephant every day, but he didn't expect her face to be really small. As big as a slap, he can control it with one hand.

"Tell me what's going on?" The man's voice was low, and he patiently asked what he already knew again, "Is the first print stuck at 340,000?... Speak well, don't cry, keep your eyes open. Crying blind."

Chuli nodded vaguely, and included a vaguely "old miao bastard"... Seeing her pitiful and gritted teeth, Shiukawa always felt a little cute. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, but just pushed aside. Her hair clinging to her cheeks because of tears: "Lao Miao is a person who can stand up in the Yuanyue Society. Except for those who want to be red, anxious, and are willing to kill chickens and get eggs, he must be crazy behind him. He is supported by people who value this equally."

Chuli inhaled her nose and looked up at Hiukawa. Hiukawa calmly wiped away the black teardrops mixed with mascara under her eyes: "Who do you think this person will be?"

"... from the marketing department." Chuli said hoarsely, "Liang Surf?"

Liang Surfing, as the head of the marketing department, can be said to be on the same level as Teacher Xia in the Yuanyue Club. Looking at the entire Yuanyue Club, the editors listen to Teacher Xia; the rest listen to Liang Surfing... before vaguely. It is said that after the successful listing of Yuanyue Club, the backbone of the company will be promoted to vice president. Now it seems natural that the candidate for this vice president is either Lao Xia or Lao Liang.

"Wan Yuesha is a big publishing company, and the water is deep, and factional struggles. Newcomers like you are a victim if you don't understand," Hikawa said, "So why are you crying? I just want to be the deputy editor and want to move out from here? Did you abuse you by not giving you food?"

Chuli lowered his head and said nothing.

"What's the matter with the ghost baby?"

"...The book number cannot be approved."

"Because of the subject matter?"

"right."

"I feel so sorry for the ghost baby?"

"Well, I promised her to publish a book to her."

"Then you should make up for her and publish other books for her-isn't Suo Heng's serialization in "Moonlight" coming to an end? Free up a serialization slot for the ghost baby. After the serialization is over, just publish the single-line book?" Man The tone sounds particularly bland, and I think it’s not a problem at all, "Why is she not publishing a book? Isn't she very popular in the "Moonlight" short story, which shows that she can also adapt to the publishing scale..."

Half talking.

The face squeezed in the big hand suddenly raised his head, and his eyes with teardrops widened and looked at him. The teardrops that had been cracking and falling out had forgotten to continue to fall, hanging there, shaky.

Hiukawa looked impetuous--

It suddenly occurred to her that when Jiang Yucheng confessed, she also looked at him with such a blank and shocked expression.

Thinking of this, I feel uncomfortable... Raising his hand and pulling open the button of a shirt, the man's tone became a little impetuous, although he was still as gentle as possible: "Can this be done?"

"...It seems," Chu Li said stupidly, "OK."

With such a logical idea, she mentioned Suo Heng's serialization in the morning, why didn't she expect it?

They were all dumbfounded.

"Okay, you can't solve the problem of Lao Miao; the problem of the ghost baby will be solved temporarily; what else will happen next?" Zhou Chuan turned his face away, suddenly looking a little impatient, "Oh, and "Huangquan Inn". I I didn’t plan to sign it to Xindun Publishing House. You just sold me "The Book of Luohe". Whether it is from the insiders of Yuanyueshe or the readers, when the enthusiasm is the greatest, what reason do I have to sign for Xindun? People who see "The Book of Luohe" are selling well. Isn't it normal to hear the wind? To tell you the truth, there are not ten or eight publishing editors I have received during the day. Gu Baizhi is a young man who sees her Ma Zai is the last one to come out in person because he can't figure it out-you are jealous, can you eat it?"

"..."

Chuli was caught off guard against being trained to get a dog-blood sprinkler——

I didn't even have time to wonder whether the word "jealous" in this place is accurate.

At this time, seeing her not speaking, Hiukawa raised his eyebrows: "Why, you thought I was going to cross the river and demolish the bridge? I am such a person in your eyes?"

Chuli blushed nervously, thinking, here again, this kind of irrational explanation, and then he will definitely force me to apologize again, and I said without a word, I'm sorry--

Belly defamation is not finished yet.

At this time, the cheek was suddenly scraped off by the man with his curved fingers.

Her wet face never settled on a confused expression. Chuli raised her head and looked at the man. She looked into his pupils, and when she saw the faint smile inside, she thought for a moment that she had an illusion... …

"Why do you always show a face that is willing to be bullied by me, so of course I want to bully you."

"..."

"The Book of the Gods of Luohe" actually first printed 350,000 yuan. Today, there are rumors on the Internet that the first printing will be one million and the stock will be out of stock and urgently printed...Even my old man sent WeChat to ask me how much I sold. For a while, Benda’s beautiful scenery is infinite," Shirakawa lowered his eyes, looking at the aggrieved face in front of him, a little smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and then his smile widened, "I seem, finally, kicked on. On the pyramid, it's shoulder-high with your teacher Jiang Yucheng."

"..."

"I haven't said thank you yet..."

The man’s fingertips swept across Chuli’s eyelashes lightly, his voice as soft as he was about to be broken in the moonlight pouring in from the window——

"Thank you, Banana Man, I am very happy that I signed the "Book of Luohe" to you at that time. Thank you for your hard work."

For a long time, Chuli did not speak, she just tried to stare at the red and swollen eyes, looking at Shirakawa like a monster-when the man was a little disappointed that she would never respond to his gratitude. , She suddenly made a "woo", opened her arms and threw into his arms, holding his waist tightly with her hands, like a drowning man finally grabbing the life-saving driftwood...

"Why did you just say it now! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The warm and moist liquid quickly wetted the chest of his shirt.

After a moment of stunned, the man laughed out of his voice, raised his hand, and messed up the hair of the guy lying in his arms: "Cry again, cry when angry, cry when happy, and cry like a crab normally. Why are you doing this? I love to cry..."

Chu Li buried his face in the man's arms with his determination to cover his death, crying and belching, and whispered pitifully: "Can you still, burp, promise me one more thing?"

"what?"

The man now look at the moon outside--

No girl has cried into a puddle of water in his arms in this life. At this moment, I am afraid that if he asks for the moon, he has to...

""Hearing" can't be submitted for the Huazhi Award without a book number. "Moonlight" really has no second instinct except for "The Book of Luohe". Registration ends this month. Do you see if you..."

"..."

Hiukawa lowered his head, and as expected, he saw that the person buried in his arms had raised his head, his eyes flickered at him, his face full of expectation, as if he was rejected. The next second, the eyes that were so bright because of the tears were so bright. Crackling down like tears...

Ouch.

Is Jiang Yucheng sick, how can he like this kind of person who doesn't agree with him?

Shirakawa sighed and resisted the urge to strangle the person in front of him: "Okay, you can send it as you like. Anyway, you have done a lot with this book, so you can force you to return to the Lord?"

Hearing this, he watched the corner of the blushing eyes in front of him finally stained with a serious smile.

Hikawa: "..."

I don't know what's going on, Hiukawa always feels that he is being tricked.

...

An hour later, Chuli basically put away her frustration, otherwise she probably didn't even have the courage to pick up a spatula, let alone cook for Shirakawa.

Hiukawa sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs up, watching the little girl in the kitchen who was cooking and drinking yogurt. Her slippers were stomped by her. He suddenly thought that it was so cold, shouldn’t he give it to him? She buys a pair of long-tube home shoes that can wrap her feet to knees tightly.

Looking at her dazzling white arm, the collarbone under the shadow...that night skirt can't be worn like that.

Don't you need money for heating?

"Are you free on the weekend?" Hiukawa asked.

"what?"

"Winter is here, I will buy you a wave of winter supplies."

"Do you give money?"

"..."

This little girl, faceless and skinless, was still lying in his arms and crying in the afternoon, she felt sorry for the ghost baby, as if she failed to publish a book for her and lost her face to her grandma's house...

Right now, like a okay person, cooking, humming, thinking about his wallet shamelessly.

...Damn, schizophrenia, right?

"I'll give it, "The Book of Luohe" royalties are enough for you to buy ten mattresses as Princess Pea, and it's not that the wool is on the sheep."

Hiukawa tweeted and turned over on the sofa, so he missed the sound of the people in the kitchen, his lips curled up silently, and he smirked at the steak in front of him...

The difference between a man and a woman is--

Women seem to be a matter of landslides. The man solves you one by one with "first and then last" in a few words. After the solution, you think about it and think: yes, isn't that the way it is?

The deputy editor’s matter was left aside. The Agui's matter could be resolved smoothly. Chu Li put aside the big stone in his heart. Only then did he communicate with Yu Yao about the Agui serialization for the first time. Of course, Yu Yao fully agreed—— After all, "Moonlight" magazine can't get the ISBN first, not to mention that Agui has always been very popular when writing short articles in the magazine.

Turning to talk to Agui again, Agui also seemed very happy. He pulled Chuli and forced to discuss topics that could be written for a while, and then happily hopped over to eat...I was reminded by the ghost, finally Remembering that there is also a dog and an author waiting to be fed, Chu Li wiped away his tears and went into the kitchen to cook.

At the moment, I’m using the cooking space and Yu Yao’s report, "Huangquan Inn" has been successfully won, and Shirakawa Songguchi has agreed to submit the Huazhi Award for "Luohe Book of God" and is still accepting Yu Yao’s new one. Round of praise and joy-

[Yu Yao: Really, you move very fast. I actually heard that "The Book of Luohe" was selling well this morning, and other publishing companies were dispatched after hearing the news-Xindun even moved out Gu Baizhi. 】

[Yu Yao: I'm afraid that you will be a step late, and I was about to tell you about this: Although you are not the personal editor of Shiuchuan, but you just sold him a copy, you have the best chance of winning this one. 】

[Yu Yao: Seeing you are in a bad mood during the day, I'm not embarrassed to urge you to... the process goes well, right? 】

…………………Is it considered that the process went smoothly when Mr. Hiukawa was sobbed and changed into a suit of clothes?

If you count, it's pretty smooth.

Chu Li smoothly typed the word "returned" and was holding the phone to laugh at himself. At this time, the phone vibrated, and another new message was sent in——

[Jiang Yucheng: Chuli, I heard that the first print of "The Book of Luohe" was finally set at 340,000, which is a little short of 350,000. Are you okay? 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: It's okay...Hey, the whole world knows about my bet with Lao Miao! 】

Since that day, Jiang Yucheng never called her "Little Monkey Monkey" anymore, he just called her, Chu Li.

A full name that expresses kindness.

[Jiang Yucheng: I am informed hahaha! If you’re unhappy, you can tell me. Personally, it’s only a matter of time before you replace the old seedlings... Don’t worry about it. Hiukawa’s waste is not easy to use. You still have me, "The Lost Amusement Park" "I have seen the contract, and I will sign it for you tomorrow...]

[The navy invited by the monkey: Don’t stop me from get off work, go to the teacher, you can take it——]

[Jiang Yucheng: In such a cold day, I feel sorry for you running around the world. 】

[Jiang Yucheng: I will send it there at noon. 】

[Jiang Yucheng: What do you want to eat at noon, I will bring you? 】

First gift: "..."

Chuli raised his hand and was about to reply, when the voices of the people outside thought: "Is it better to cook or play with my mobile phone? The sound of Ding Ding Dong Dong hasn't stopped--every day is so busy?"

Chu Li: "Mr. Jiang Yucheng explained that he gave me a contract at noon..."

Shirakawa: "He delivered it personally? Sick, right? The gas cost of the car to you is more expensive than the express delivery in the same city. This kind of mentally retarded thing he probably thinks he is quite romantic, right—"

First gift: "..."

Didn't you also go to the editorial office to have a wave of old seedlings during the controversy over the editor of "The Book of Luohe"?

Before I went to the hot springs in city b, I went to the editorial department to make soy sauce, and I was eating ashes in the gallery with me. What do you say?

Besides, what do you know about romance?

A faint smile appeared in Chuli's eyes: "Teacher, where do we go to buy things on weekends? In addition to quilts and the like, I also want to buy a new bath towel."

"..." The people outside the kitchen were silent, "Why don't you just ask me to buy you a suite?"

Chuli put down his phone and continued to sneer at the steak in front of him.

Finished the beef and put it on the plate, and walked into the living room with the plate. Chuli watched the man lying on the sofa, playing with his mobile phone with his legs tilted up... Suddenly, there was a feeling of peace and **** time.

Thinking of the presumptuousness of crying in his arms in the afternoon, it was like closing the door, and all the violent storms outside would restore peace in his arms...

He also said thank you to her, she was fascinated by her serious appearance.

Chuli suddenly had a terrible illusion: it was great to like Hikawa.

As soon as this thought came out, even she shuddered.

It happened that at this time, Shirakawa felt her silent gaze, so he twisted his face and looked at the little girl who was standing at the kitchen door and staring at him with two plates of steak and wearing banana-pattern slippers standing in front of the kitchen... "What's wrong?"

"Teacher," Chuli stared at the man's face, biting her lower lip, "I want to kiss you, just now."

"..."

Hiukawa shook his hand.

The phone slammed into that lazy handsome face.

The author has something to say:………………………………. The hostess turned his mother upside down and covered her face and wept. Today, the girl has two more changes, sending 88 red packets to shock.