After Shang Haozhi left, Shen Xin and Xi Muhan returned to normal.
In other words, it looks the same as usual.
But Shen Xin knew that the relationship between him and Xi Muhan had not really returned to the usual way.
Late at night, Shen Xin came out of the room and was about to get a bottle of water, but saw Xi Muhan sitting in the living room with his arms around his curled legs, watching the TV in the living room.
"Um...Still thinking about the daytime?" Shen Xin walked over and handed over a bottle of pure water.
Xi Muhan quickly wiped his face with his sleeve.
"Cry?" Shen Xin said in surprise.
After the car accident, Xi Muhan really cried once. In his memory, she cried miserably at the funeral of her relatives.
I thought that after that, Xi Muhan would be much stronger, but I didn't expect that she would cry again today.
Xi Muhan said nothing, but shook his head.
Shen Xin quickly turned on the light, and then sat next to Xi Muhan, "If you don't want me to go, I will refuse Editor-in-Chief Shang."
Xi Muhan shook his head repeatedly, "No. I'm fine... I just remembered what happened before."
"Ok?"
"Originally, the two of us weren't brothers and sisters, right?"
"Uh... you have to say that, yes, the two of us are indeed not brothers and sisters."
"Then why do we become brothers and sisters?" Xi Muhan asked rhetorically.
"Because... my sister and your brother are husband and wife."
"But we are still not real relatives, are we?"
"What's wrong with you? Are you too tired? Or, go back and rest first?"
"I'm not tired. Brother Xin, shouldn't you hate me in that car accident? Because my sister hugged me until she died?"
"No. My sister hugged you to keep you alive. Of course I have to fulfill her wish."
Shen Xin suddenly felt that the relationship between the two people seemed to have gone back to the past. At that time, he hadn't crossed over, and there were only the host and Xi Muhan in this house.
"Shen Xin..."
"Ok?"
In Shen Xin's memory, Xi Muhan directly called him by name only a few times.
This time, Shen Xin heard clearly that Xi Muhan really only called his name.
"We are not relatives at all, why should you be my elder brother!" Xi Muhan turned his head and looked at Shen Xin with tears of tears.
Shen Xin opened his mouth slightly, but didn't know how to refute.
"So, you treat me as an ordinary person and go to Hongchuan. Don't worry about me."
"Stupid boy, you've gotten into the corner." Shen Xin looked at Xi Muhan, who was raining in Ewha, and wiped the tears on her face.
"No!" Xi Muhan shook his head, "I think very clearly, we will always be apart for a while...because I have to go to university. Therefore, I must learn to be independent. Now, I am also contributing to the magazine, not more than a month, and there are Five or six thousand yuan. The editor said that after the novel is finished, there will be a chance to publish it. Brother Xin, I can live on my own strength."
Shen Xin scratched his head, not knowing how to choose.
"You let me think about it, okay?" Shen Xin was a little upset by Xi Muhan.
"No!" Xi Muhan bulged his cheeks, "I finally made up my mind. You can't hesitate anymore."
"But you are alone, I really don't worry about it." Shen Xin tangled.
"It's okay." Xi Muhan shook his head, "I want Sister Lu to come and live, so that if we two live together, there will be no problem."
Shen Xin rubbed his chin, and Xi Muhan's words did remind him that he could find someone he believed to accompany Xi Muhan.
Lu Ning is undoubtedly the best candidate.
"That's it... I'll let Sister Xiaoli come to live too? She doesn't need to pay for the room and water and electricity bills, she should be willing to come.
"Who is Sister Xiaoli?" Xi Muhan looked at Shen Xin warily.
"The editor of "newworld" has a very good relationship with Sister Yan and should be a good person." Shen Xin explained, "By the way, Lu Ning also knows her."
"I don't want to be in touch with "newworld"." Xi Muhan shook his head.
"Then...is your classmate okay?"
"Don't worry about so much. After Sister Lu graduates, I can live alone." Xi Muhan emphasized, "But if I go to college, I might choose Hongchuan school."
"There are still many good schools in Hongchuan, but you have to work hard."
"I know, you must not run away." Xi Muhan looked at Shen Xin seriously.
run?
Shen Xin has a black line, why is this word so strange?
...
"I'm sorry, I can't give you an answer yet, would you please wait for the notice?" An elderly woman lifted the gold wire frame with her finger, and passed the resume in her hand to the other party.
"Okay, trouble you." Yan Fei took the resume and bowed slightly.
When she waited out of the interview room, she sighed helplessly, and the interviewer returned her resume. Of course she knew what it meant.
She came to Hongchuan for almost a week, but she couldn't find a suitable job. Now she can understand Wang Wenhong's situation in the first half of the year.
It's just that Yan Fei can't learn the kind of unscrupulous approach for the purpose.
It's not that she is opportunistic, but that she can't let go of her figure.
I ran to four or five magazines back and forth. When the interviewer saw her resume, he knew about the entanglement between her and "newworld"-that incident was a big deal at the time, and almost everyone in the circle was right about it. Something about the incident.
Even if "newworld" apologized, these editorial departments were still reluctant to give her a chance.
The magazine needs to be employees who are loyal to the company, not editors who stand on the side of the cartoonist.
Which magazine can I go to next?
Yan Fei walked to the elevator entrance and found that the elevator was still on the first floor, so she took out a brochure and searched for magazines to choose from.
"How about this one?" Yan Fei frowned, scrupulous in her heart.
This is a monthly magazine, in Yan Fei's opinion, it is already a second-rate magazine, but now, she seems to have no other choice.
Yan Fei took out her mobile phone and was about to call the magazine. This is, the resume that was held in her arm fell to the ground. As soon as Yan Fei bent down, before he could pick it up, a leather shoe stepped on it.
"Sorry, stepping on your... resume?" The other party took a step forward and picked up the resume.
"It's okay." Yan Fei shook her head quickly, looking at the person who picked up her resume.
The other party was a middle-aged man of medium height, in a suit and leather shoes, and looked very energetic. And behind him, followed by the female interviewer just now~www.mtlnovel.com~ and a few people she didn't know.
She absolutely met this middle-aged man at the comics festival, but she couldn't remember his name for a while.
"Yan Fei..."
"Yes."
"job application?"
"Ok."
"Have you found a job?" the middle-aged man asked.
The female interviewer gave a dry cough and glared at Yan Fei.
Yan Fei pretended not to see it.
"No."
"I know about you in "newworld", you didn't go to "icfuture"?" The middle-aged man looked at Yan Fei.
"I have nothing to do with "icfuture", why do you want to go there?" Yan Fei dissatisfied, "you seem to think that those rumors are all facts."
"Sorry. I heard that Teacher Shen is going to "icfuture", so I took it for granted. There is one person missing from my editorial department. If you are interested, come to the magazine to find me tomorrow morning. I remember giving you your business card." Middle-aged The man smiled.
business card?
Yan Fei seemed to think of something as she watched the middle-aged man enter the elevator.
business card...
Yan Fei patted her forehead lightly, her heart suddenly brightened.
She remembered the name of the middle-aged man-Yuan Zhe, the editor-in-chief of "mangafly".
(End of Volume One)