About ten minutes later, Shi Yin opened his eyes.

Although it is said that the sky is long, it has also entered autumn, the sky is always dark, and the night is beginning to fall.

She rubbed her eyes, opened them, looked at him blankly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How long have I been asleep?"

Gu Congli turned around: "It didn't take long."

Shi Yin sat up straight, took off his seat belt and looked outside: "It's getting dark."

"Well, it was almost dark when we came out."

She said "Oh" and leaned back in the chair, motionless and calming down.

After Shi Yin wakes up, he will enter a state of chaos for a period of time, and his expression will be rather dazed. It will take a while for him to get used to it before he wakes up.

Gu Congli was not in a hurry, and no one spoke for a while. After two or three minutes, Shi Yin yawned, rubbed his face, and turned around: "Editor-in-Chief, thank you today."

He said a faint "hmm".

Shi Yin lowered his head: "Then, I'll go up first?" She thought for a while and added, "I'll treat you to dinner another day."

He tilted his head slightly, smiled suddenly, unlocked the door and made a soft click, "Get up."

Shi Yin opened the car door, got out of the car, took out the keys, opened the security door downstairs, and the little figure rushed in and disappeared.

Gu Congli waited downstairs for a while, but did not wait until the light came on in her window.

He got out of the car, stood at the door, took out his cell phone and called her.

Pick it up from her side.

Gu Congli raised his head: "Are you home?"

She was quiet over there, as if she didn't expect him to call her, and her response was a bit slow: "Hmm? Oh, we're here."

"You didn't turn on the light."

There was a gentle noise over there, and then the lights in the living room turned on. After a few seconds, the little girl's figure appeared at the living room window, holding the glass with one hand and looking down: "It wasn't turned on just now."

"Well, then I'm leaving."

"Well..." Her voice was soft and a little light.

Gu Congli hung up the phone, got in the car and closed the door, and the car disappeared from sight.

Shi Yin grabbed the phone, turned around, leaned against the glass window, and stared blankly at the empty living room. His heartbeat was beating, bang, bang, bang, so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his body.

She had not been sleeping soundly in the car.

The feeling of being half asleep and half awake. I felt vaguely that I was asleep, but I had a vague feeling that I was still thinking.

Until something gently touched the corner of her lips.

The touch was cold and dry, too light and short, like a dragonfly touching water. It was just a momentary touch, and Shi Yin even thought it was her dream.

But this dream is too real.

It was so real that she even seemed to feel his gaze and warm breath.

Shi Yin didn't have much time to think about what the previous touch was, whether she had a pure erotic dream or reality, because after the award ceremony, it meant that the deadline was approaching again.

The happy time is always short-lived, followed by long and endless torture.

Shi Yin's draft storyboard for the second episode was overturned several times and drawn several times before Gu Congli finally nodded.

I have to admit that since he was replaced, even Liang Qiushi said that her manuscript was better than before.

It's not that Editor Zhao's work ability is not good, it can only be said that this man's fur and obsessive-compulsive disorder have reached a certain level. In this way, his evaluation of Shi Yin's draft storyboard is still "barely above the passing line."

Two days later, Shi Yin received a call from the editor-in-chief of Julu.

Julu is also a long-standing competitor of Yaoguang Society, and is one of the publishers that holds summer newcomer awards. However, compared to shounen comics, his girls’ comics section is more outstanding, and many well-known girls’ comics are in his family.

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However, this year, they created a new publication, began to focus on the juvenile comics section, and signed many authors. The single volume circulation has been at the top of the rankings for several weeks in a row, and the momentum is very strong.

At the award ceremony, while Shi Yin was waiting for Gu Congli, the editor-in-chief of Julu asked her for her contact information.

The business card had been kept in his handbag and had never been taken out. If it hadn't been for this phone call, Shi Yin would have almost forgotten this person.

Shi Yin had no impression of her. He only remembered that her surname was Yang, that she had a good appearance, a very friendly smile, and that she would not make anyone feel uncomfortable while chatting.

All in all, he is a handsome guy with high emotional intelligence.

Handsome Yang is a very straightforward person. He went straight to the point and said that Julu wanted to serialize "Hongming Longque" and promised to print a single volume.

I have to say, it's really heartwarming.

After all, Shi Yin is a professional cartoonist, and she relies on this to make a living. The other party is very generous when he makes a move, and her weak love for Yaoguang Club is almost on the verge of collapse.

But on the one hand, she is a partner she has known for four years, and on the other hand, she is trying something new. Moreover, her editor is still Gu Congli, so there is no doubt about his ability.

What's more, she really hates changing editors. It's too troublesome to have to go through everything again.

So Shi Yin thought about it for three seconds, and then politely rejected him.

Editor Yang didn't seem to be discouraged at all. He was still smiling when he heard the voice, and there was no change. He even invited Shi Yin to come out for a meal one day when he was free.

Look at other people’s editors! How gentle!

Shi Yin estimated that if Gu Congli was rejected like this, the ice would have been frozen by the electric current.

She originally thought the matter would just go away.

In the end, Editor Yang actually invited her out for dinner.

It was less than eight o'clock when Gu Congli arrived in Yangcheng.

It takes about two hours to drive from S City. There is less traffic on weekend mornings than on weekdays. It takes about ten minutes to get off the expressway and reach the suburban villa area.

Arriving at a certain villa in the innermost row, Gu Congli got out of the car.

The air in the suburbs was very good in the early morning. The air was getting cooler in early autumn, and the temperature in Yangcheng was a little lower than that in City S. He walked to the iron gate, took out the key, and opened the locked iron gate.

All the windows in the villa were welded with iron bars, and the whole house fell into a gloomy silence. Gu Congli opened the door, pushed the door open, and entered the spotless front hall.

A woman in an apron is standing in front of the restaurant table, her back to the door, her head lowered, serving dishes.

It was the person behind her who heard the sound first.

Gu Congli moved very gently, and when he closed the door, his voice was subtle, but the woman suddenly started screaming.

The sharp, high-decibel screams echoed in the empty house. Gu Congli walked over quickly and lowered his eyes: "Mom."

The woman's cry stopped abruptly.

The woman sitting behind the dining table was wearing a white dress, her hair was in a complicated and beautiful bun, she had delicate features, and her light brown eyes were filled with tears and fear.

She looked at Gu Congli blankly, her frightened eyes slowly filled with tenderness: "Ah Li."

Gu Congli didn't say anything. He took the spoon from Aunt Cao's hand and poured the soup into the transparent plastic bowl one spoon at a time.

The woman watched his movements tenderly: "Ali, you're back. How are you? Is there an exam today? Is the content difficult?"

Gu Congli pushed the soup in front of her: "Well, it's not difficult."

The woman looked very happy: "Did you get full marks in the exam?"

"Won first place."

"That's great," she smiled, picked up the spoon, and patted the back of his hand, "I told your dad yesterday that Ah Li is——"

Her words stopped suddenly, her eyes widened, and her white hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

She started to cry.

While crying, he swept away all the food on the table. All the plates and bowls containing the food were swept off the table and fell on the carpet with clatter. All the hot soup was poured on the back of Gu Congli's hands.

She screamed and held her head, got under the table, and cried tremblingly: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, husband..."

Aunt Cao quickly pulled the woman out from under the table, and together with a nurse next to her, half dragged and half carried her upstairs.

The utensils were all made of plastic, and only food spilled out. Gu Congli stood at the table, his back stiff.

He pursed his lips, picked up the dishes from the floor, placed them on the dining table, and went to the kitchen to wash his hands.

The back of my hand was red with heat, and when cold water rushed over it, two small blisters appeared, as if the thin layer of skin contained a puddle of water.

Gu Congli searched around and didn't see anything sharp, so he simply turned off the faucet and went out.

After a while, Aunt Cao came down and walked towards him: "I called home. I won't go back today. Let's talk about it next week."

Gu Congli lowered his eyes: "It's okay, I'm here today, you come back."

"You can't do it. Madam is going to take a nap soon. She won't be able to see me when she wakes up, and you can't control her. Didn't you try this last time?" Aunt Cao smiled, "I'm used to it and I've got the hang of it.

, you don’t know what to do.”

He said nothing and lowered his eyes. When he calmed down, his facial features seemed to be carved out of the same mold as the woman.

Aunt Cao sighed and continued: "As you have seen these two times when you came back, my wife's condition is not as good as before. You should think about what I told you before, and you can't really keep her alone.

People are locked up here."
To be continued...