Start over. It's simple to say, but those details alone are enough to kill people.

When Yue Qingyan went out, he found that not only the place where he lives was different, but the address was also very far away. The terminal station of Metro Line 12, Qisin Road. The community is pretty good, just a 5-minute walk from the subway station. But this place is too far away. Although there are supermarkets and convenience stores, I can't feel the atmosphere of life at all. The community itself is brand new. I guess I will start listening to the decoration sounds of each household very early every morning, right? How can I write something?

I do need to purchase all kinds of things, but when I went out, I found that he had to turn back and copy his address. I didn’t know his mobile phone number, but I had to look at the settings on my phone to see the number. All shopping clients and the backend address bar were empty, so how could I enjoy shopping online? I arrived at the subway station and found that Faust did prepare his ID for him, but he didn’t have a bank card or cash. Apart from the money in Alipay, he didn’t have a penny. He even struggled to buy a transportation card for a long time.

However, after getting on the subway, Yue Qingyan could breathe a sigh of relief. He lost the address on the subway and started buying with wifi on the subway.

Yue Qingyan wanted to see the friend of the studio, the boss, and... a girl who treats him well.

The eldest brother's pen name is "Tangtou Shi". He was also a well-known author on the Internet. After making money online, he went to open a restaurant, and then lost money to write online articles. When he made money, he went out to start a company, and then got done. Thinking that it was not reliable to do anything else, he set up a studio. In addition to writing articles by himself, he also brought a group of people to write together. Some of them gave out an outline and asked the gunman to write, while others were trained to write a author name together, and wrote several books simultaneously or in stages. Now there are 9 books in the studio that are updating simultaneously, plus some customized articles and magazine manuscripts outside, and a small number of game plot documents. It can be said that it is a studio with very diversified and powerful business. However, the eldest brother's body is getting worse and worse. He has to write articles every day, deal with family affairs, and deal with many troubles in the studio. Looking at everyone's manuscripts, the workload is really easy to throw away.

In the studio, the competition among several writers is also very fierce, but overall it is still relatively benign. Everyone knows whether he can write, what he can write, and how fast he can write. Therefore, there are not so many troubles, and it is not a very difficult manuscript. It is just pure execution or can add his own things. The reason why Yue Qingyan has always been a bit of a position in the studio is because he is still good at using his own methods to execute outlines, and he does not write as much as he completes outlines.

Everyone can meet when submitting the manuscript and having a meeting in the studio. It is hard to say how good the friendship is. Yue Qingyan is not prepared to put much energy into them. In the future, when they meet, they may be able to get some help or they may be taken care of by the other party. Who knows? I still hope to see that these people are really there.

Yue Qingyan sat down in the corner of the small restaurant where everyone used to have lunch, listening to them chatting through a table. They communicated about the recent writings, but no one mentioned Yue Qingyan. Sure enough, Yue Qingyan did not exist in the world they lived in. The manuscripts, titles and contents of the manuscripts they wrote were also changed. There are routines for changing the content of basic commercial online articles, which is not too much different. There are no particularly powerful people in the studio environment. If they really had enough ability or knowledge, they would have written them by themselves. Even if there were two or three books in Pujie, they might be able to make a living by relying on the most basic author benefits, and maybe a book would become popular at any time. Passing Pujie, it would be impossible to live a life, so they would consider being incorporated by the studio and mingled for a while.

After listening to these friends before, Yue Qingyan felt relieved. Apart from having no interaction with them, the changes in other aspects were not very big, except for the author and book title.

Then, Yue Qingyan was about to see the girl.

The girl's name is Ding Chen, and she is still studying in college. In terms of it, she is Yue Qingyan's junior. When she was freshman, Yue Qingyan was already in her senior year and even started working as a writer. When she was in school, they met because of the club. They were not a club like the literary club that looked a bit literary, but a track and field club. Although Yue Qingyan was a writer, he was very good at running. Daily exercises, less than 10 kilometers were considered warm-ups. Ding Chen accompanied the girl in the same dormitory to participate.

The track and field club, she herself... except for the exam, never had the chance to run more than 500 meters. Then, in order to promote the backwardness of the club, people like Yue Qingyan, who do not exist except training, often accompany Ding Chen to "support the backwardness". Yue Qingyan only joined the club to exempt the morning running system of the school from the ghost-seeing morning jogging system, and it doesn't matter anyway. But the friendship between Yue Qingyan and Ding Chen was established in this loneliness and silence, and often without speaking throughout the whole process.

I don’t know what happened, but Ding Chen knew that Yue Qingyan was still a writer of an online literature. Ding Chen also wanted to engage in the cultural media industry in the future, and was quite concerned about Ding Chen being an author. After chatting several times, he started various other topics. It can be said that apart from typing and reading materials, he probably got along with Ding Chen the most relaxed and happy. Although it is obvious that the relationship between the two is not very ordinary, no one said it, but just maintains an ambiguous relationship. It is OK to have dinner, movies and even go out together, but it is really a matter of affection and politeness. Both of them seem to be waiting for each other to take action first. Yue Qingyan felt that he could not take good care of Ding Chen, and Ding Chen was still a shy and introverted girl. Anyway, it was just a stalemate.

It is quite simple to find Ding Chen. Although Yue Qingyan has been away from the school for a while, he is still quite familiar with the situation in the school and looks like a student. He sneaks into the school, goes to the teaching building, and sees Ding Chen’s everything is fine and he leaves. This is his plan.

However, the time and place that thought it would not touch his mood at all was completely involved. Even the sunshine, trees, and even the noises made by the students gathered together were so friendly. Yue Qingyan walked a long way in the school without realizing it.

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, according to Yue Qingyan's understanding of Ding Chen, there should be classes this afternoon. Although she doesn't know what class she chooses now, roughly, most of the time points are all kinds of public classes. Yue Qingyan ran to Building 4, which has the most public class courses. She sat down on the steps in front of the teaching building and unscrewed the drinks she bought at the convenience store. Yue Qingyan quietly watched the people entering and leaving the teaching building.

Ding Chen and her wardrobe appeared together. The two seemed to be chatting about something. Yue Qingyan felt a little relaxed. It seemed that Ding Chen did not change because of what was missing or who was missing in life. This is great.

Ding Chen and the one who was sleeping... were called? A girl named Tong Yuelong passed by Yue Qingyan. Yue Qingyan did not look up specifically, but he could see her from the corner of his eyes. The beautiful and healthy girl's brisk steps and Yunting's calves. Yue Qingyan knew that when he was exercising together, he had stretched Ding Chen and knew the warm touch.

Yue Qingyan did not leave immediately. He sat there, continued to drink a few sips before getting up and ready to leave. However, at this moment, Ding Chen's voice sounded from behind:

"Student, what's your name? I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Yue Qingyan was stunned. As if her whole body was swept away by a strange feeling, warm and faint. He was too clear. Since Faust said that he had removed him from the original relationship, there would be no exception. Ding Chen really couldn't remember himself, but... she still said so, because in her life, is there still the intimacy and familiarity that Yue Qingyan brought to her?

However, Yue Qingyan did not dare to answer directly. He stood up according to the rhythm he had just now. He clenched his fist and loosened it. He seemed to feel his body trembling slightly. Perhaps he was a little moved. Ding Chen's sense of familiarity may be the entire connection between him and the original world.

"It shouldn't be. I'm not a student, I'm here to play." Yue Qingyan didn't dare to look back at all. If Ding Chen's figure was taken into consideration, he might have cried in an instant. He could only move forward and leave without looking back. He waved his hand and said goodbye.

Ding Chen was behind her, looking at Yue Qingyan's leaving back, and she was still a little uncertain. She could not remember where she had seen this figure, but she was as introverted and timid as she was, but she couldn't help but step forward and ask this question.

"Really, do you know this guy?" Tong Yuelong chased after him, hugged Ding Chen's shoulder and asked, "You are not that curious?"

"Well. It's nothing. Let's go to class." Ding Chen shook his head and stopped thinking about the strange person just now.

After keeping Ding Chen away from his sight, Yue Qingyan stopped a little. This faint connection between himself and this world existed because of a person, causing Yue Qingyan to burn all over his body. It seemed as if there were sentences after sentence, a whole story that wanted to burst out from his body.

However, there is no paper, pen and computer at hand, and there is nothing, so I can only do my best to remember the sentences that come out.

Yue Qingyan ran to the school gate, took a car, and told the driver the address of his home.
Chapter completed!