Chapter 350: The Flower Will Bloom
At the end of September, Qin Guanglin officially resigned.
After asking a familiar colleague to have a meal, Chen Rui also participated. The atmosphere was quite happy. Qin Guanglin had to go back to take care of his big belly wife. Everyone did not persuade him to drink, but just made a simple meaning.
Yu Le is half of Qin Guanglin's apprentice, so he is very reluctant to let go. Before he knows it, he drank high and called the master with a blowjob, which makes Qin Guanglin laugh and cry.
“When will the new work be released?”
After three rounds of drinking, he was drinking too much and rested on the table. Chen Rui pulled Qin Guanglin and hugged in a corner to talk.
"No hurry, I haven't figured out what style to draw yet... Please help me refer to it?" Qin Guanglin pulled it out of his bag. Since he said he was giving it to him to draw, he has been carrying it with him, intending to take a look at it for free, but it took him for almost a month and has not been flipped a few times.
"You want to draw this?!"
Chen Rui was obviously surprised when he saw the cover in his hand. He pulled out the book from Qin Guanglin and looked at it. He looked at the two signatures on the title page and fell silent.
"…You know this author?"
"My wife." Qin Guanglin scratched his head inexplicably, "Didn't you mention it to you? She can write it without any trouble."
"Your wife?" Chen Rui was even more shocked, and his throat scared everyone else at the table, and he couldn't help but look at this side.
"Sound down...what happened?"
"The flowers bloom, it turns out that it is your wife?! This... this..."
Chen Rui touched the book cover for a few times and didn't come out. Seeing Qin Guanglin's confused expression, he couldn't help but sigh and explained: "I heard that someone wants to buy the copyright of this book, so I also want to add it. Later, I heard that people stopped selling it... OK, what's this called? If you don't have to buy it, you don't have to buy it, it's yours."
Thinking that Qin Guanglin people would still be here after they left, Chen Rui couldn't help but laugh as he spoke, "It's so good, tsk... I'm envious. You said you...hey, it's so good."
“…”
Qin Guanglin was speechless. He really didn't expect that his work would have any interaction with him... After careful consideration, Chen Rui still held several adaptations in his hand, so he felt relieved.
"It's very suitable for you. "Wife" just ended. Taking advantage of the heat, I will create another work with similar themes and different styles. It's perfect for you..."
Chen Rui was thinking about making a great master, and he wanted to take it for Qin Guanglin as his next main work. As a result, Qin Guanglin had already resigned before he started to move, so he extinguished his mind. Unexpectedly, there was still an unexpected joy now.
"Wait... which company is going to buy copyright?" Qin Guanglin's gossip fire was burning.
"Trade Secret."
"Okay..."
At a farewell banquet, Chen Rui smiled happily, and he was always grinning when he left. Qin Guanglin drank some wine and called the delegate driver. He sat in the passenger seat and half-squinted his eyes to rest. When he passed by the company, he suddenly turned his head and looked up through the car window to look at the eighth floor.
There was a four and a half years of his youth left there.
From twenty-five years old to nearly thirty years old, the golden age of nearly five years has been here, and I finally want to say goodbye to the familiar building.
...
...
The complicated mood lasted only one night, and the next day, Qin Guanglin seemed to be reborn.
Free.
It seemed as if I had broken free from some shackles, and I no longer had to drive over to check in to work every day, and the sun was much brighter.
"I was so depressed yesterday, why did I suddenly change today?" Qin Guanglin's changes naturally could not be hidden from him. He sat at the dining table and watched Qin Guanglin humming a song to serve the dishes, and asked.
"I, start today, I'm free."
"oh."
"I'm going to be a full-time father. Are you happy? Are you happy?" Qin Guanglin happily supported the table with his elbow and asked why not.
He sneered, too lazy to respond to him, "Thirty-year-olds, don't be so naive."
"Why are you naive?... There are still several months before you get thirty years old. After the Chinese New Year, you will be thirty years old. I will be twenty-nine years old."
Qin Guanglin corrected her mistake very seriously, "As long as I am not thirty, I will be a young man all day long."
"Okay, okay, you're young."
There is no need to go to work during the National Day. After breakfast, he went to the community downstairs to stroll together. Sitting under the big locust tree for a while, then lunch time is again. Qin Guanglin is not hungry, but why should this pregnant woman eat? She has to eat less and more meals with a big belly. Before she was pregnant, she couldn't go to work too carefully, so she could only buy low-fat dairy products for her to take to school for drinks. Now that she has the conditions, she will start to arrange five meals a day.
Tired is tired, but in just a few months, you have to persevere.
If you don’t have a second child, you will be tired for a few months in your life. Qin Guanglin is so tired that he will stick his head out of the kitchen with sweat beads, so he will be full of motivation.
"Do you know if I resigned and lost a lot?" He was talking to outside in the kitchen.
"Why are you losing a lot?"
"Didn't you say someone buys your copyright? Chen Rui also has this plan. If I don't resign, if you sell it to Chen Rui, he will definitely give it to me to draw it. Now I have resigned, and after drawing it, I will give it to Chen Rui's platform to start. Do you think you will lose money?"
"How can he calculate this? He bought it for you and gave it to you. Can it be the same as if I gave it to you directly?"
"...It's right, when will you write a new one? From now on, I will draw what you wrote into a comic."
"No hurry, wait until I think about it slowly."
Since that piece was finished, why not start writing again?
She is a creator, and writing is just an interest. Creating new stories is what she likes, rather than repeating herself, over and over again.
This one was written again because of regrets, so it changed the ending.
"The flowers are about to bloom again."
Qin Guanglin took off his apron and came out of the kitchen. When he saw that he was carrying a horse stool and sat in front of the pot of flowers in the corner, he said casually.
"Yes, it's about to open."
"This pot of flowers..." Qin Guanglin came over to see the buds that were about to bloom. When he remembered her pseudonym, he couldn't help but ask: "Is there any story?"
"Story...no."
Why didn't I mention this pot of flowers that day, after all, it was just her own guess, and there was no evidence to prove that time and space travel was because of it.
After hesitating for a moment, she was helped by Qin Guanglin and stood up and sat at the dining table before speaking: "But, the last time it had not bloomed in ten years."
"Hmm? So magical?" Qin Guanglin turned his head in surprise, "But it opens every year."
"Yes, so I think..."
Why don’t you say your speculation completely, and blew at the soup bowl while saying, “It’s probably the one with some mysterious power. Now this one is no longer the same one before.”
Qin Guanglin was silent for a while and nodded, "It's quite mysterious."
"No matter what, we can do it now. Let the past pass by, and it's good to raise a normal flower." Why smile, "They are just similar..."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped, her eyelashes trembled twice, lowered her head and drank a sip of the soup, and greeted him as if nothing had happened: "Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."
"I'm afraid that my appetite will not be as good as you, so I'll move after you have enough food first." Qin Guanglin smiled and helped her pick up food and put it on the plate, "Don't drink soup all the time, eat more."
"good."
There was not much food to cook. Qin Guanglin wanted to keep her diet consistent with her and didn't eat too much. Why not control her weight in recent times? After she didn't eat enough, she forced a few bites to eat. She increased her exercise and took a two-pronged approach. The problem of overnutrition was easily solved.
After lunch and walking, why not go back to the bedroom, pull the curtains and take a nap. After she fell asleep, Qin Guanglin gently got out of bed and came to the living room, turned around and closed the bedroom door, and squatted in front of the bouquet of flower buds.
Similar flowers...
The last puzzle piece in his heart was finally put together by him.
Find out what you can do from the tadpoles that have accumulated billions of dollars in a few days. It is obviously unrealistic. Why not be such an unrealistic idealist, and it is not her style to deceive herself.
It turns out that she has always been the most transparent person.
No matter how the tadpoles change, they are their genes. As long as the gender matches, there will be almost no big difference in everything else - especially when you are not yet grown up, the child's personality has not yet been qualitative. Apart from genes, the biggest impact is the growth environment.
And they can do both on their own.
Try your best to create another Anya.
That similar flower.
Everything is in the memory of what's wrong. No second person knows it, nor does the original flower. The only thing that exists is the real one.
Chapter completed!