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    In the past few days, I have also compiled my experience in H Town into my novel, because I think this paragraph is quite strange, and readers may be able to read something thought-provoking, although I can't think of it.

    Today I received a call from the publishing house, saying that I would like to read the manuscript I have in hand and plan to cooperate with me further.  Naturally, I was very happy, and rushed to the publishing house with the manuscript that was half written or even unrevised.  That publishing house is not big, it should be considered small.  But after all, I am still a young writer, and I will definitely be buried in the depths of the water when I arrive at a big publishing house. As the saying goes, I would rather be a snake head than a tiger tail.  Everything has to be done step by step.

    "Well" The editor who seemed to be nearly 2,000 degrees myopic held my manuscript, "We will take a closer look."

    I very much doubt that this editor's eyesight would be able to discern my gender.

    And the subsequent results also disappointed me.  A few days later, I received a call from the editor again, saying that he hoped that I would rectify part of it so that there were multiple heroines, and they all had relationships with the male protagonists.

    "I would never write this kind of stallion essay!" I hung up the phone angrily.  It seems that modern people have become greedy for profit, and this publishing house is about to close down, I assert.  I feel that I still have to stick to my own ideas, resolutely not bow to the evil forces, and never write stallion or harem articles.

    At this time the doorbell rang.  What I saw through the cat's eyes was Shen Ying.  What did she come to me for?

    I immediately opened the door for her. She was carrying a white lv bag, but it was probably a fake, because according to Jian's ability and habits, he would never be able to afford the real one.

    "Jianhe's not with me." Probably to see if Jian is with me.  Because the only time I met Shen Ying was at the wedding.

    "I'm here to look for you." Shen Ying's face was expressionless.  Like a female ghost, only staring at me with dead eyes.  Made me shudder.  He leaned to the side and brought a pair of slippers for Shen Ying. In fact, these slippers are the ones that Jian asked to wear every time he came to my house.

    I went into the kitchen and got Shen Ying a glass and poured water.

    "Don't bother, I'll leave after a few words." Shen Ying took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, which was a brand I didn't recognize.

    "Can I stop smoking? I hate the smell of smoke." Even if I am a healthy wife, I will not give in to the smell of smoke.

    She ignored me, lit a cigarette and put it in her mouth.  Its movements are far more skillful than Jian and Xia Yu.  Suddenly I was taken aback, I thought of Xia Yu.  I shook my head, thinking that I would never think of this person at all, but it seems that I can still think of this person when there are women smoking.

    "Smoking is bad for your health." I sat on the sofa and used the tone of an old father educating his daughter.

    Shen Ying went to the sink and flicked the cigarette ash.  "Can you let Jian go?"

    "What do you mean?" I think Shen Ying's words are inexplicable, because in my opinion now, Jian is the only person I can rely on and trust, so I will definitely not harm him, let alone forgive him.  Let go or let go of his statement.

    "Although I don't know exactly what Jian is doing for you, I can feel that it must be something dangerous." Shen Ying choked up a little, took a puff of cigarette and put the cigarette holder between the index finger and middle finger of her right hand, opened it  The faucet ran down her hands, "Pleasedon't get Jian involved in danger, please?II only have him nowI don't know what to do without her" She knelt by the sink  , only two hands resting on the marble countertop, and only the cigarette fell into it.  When it fell into the sink, it made a "ßÚ¡ª¡ª" and the smoke was extinguished, but the smell of smoke could not dissipate in the room for a long time.  The change of a woman is dramatic. Just now she looked like an iceberg beauty, but now she is crying too much.

    I can't speak, because I did involve Jian in my own affairs, and I feel very ashamed to face such a woman.  Because for Shen Ying, Jian may be her only one.  But I selfishly put Jian in danger for me.  I wiped my greasy face with my hands.

    Shen Ying and Jian actually knew each other three years ago. On that night when I read Weiwei's diary, I can clearly remember that it rained heavily in Shanghai that night.  She was the girl Jian wanted to introduce me to at the airport at three in the morning that day.  Later, when I wanted to introduce them to me again, Shen Ying's parents passed away, so I didn't meet them until they got married.

    Seeing Shen Ying sitting weakly on the sofa, I felt pity in my heart, and I felt that I was also a fallen person in the end of the world.

    "I see." I said in a low voice.

    Shen Ying didn't look up, she lowered her head and sobbed.

    I can't stand silence, and I don't know what to say when others are silent.  goOn the balcony, open the window.  Dark clouds covered the entire sky, like a black whirlpool, trying to devour something, and the already gray city became even more gloomy.  The people on the road quickened their pace as if they had predicted that it was going to rain.  Only the car was still there, honking its horn with impunity.

    Shen Ying picked up her bag and left.  I didn't say goodbye because I didn't feel like I had the face to say goodbye to her.  When I saw her, I really wanted to bury my head in the ground like an ostrich.  Summer is over, this is what the wind howling outside the window told me.  Wearing only a short sleeve at this time, I feel cold.  In this way, I stood on the balcony for an hour. When I wanted to leave the railing, it became brighter, the dark clouds cleared, and the clear sky made people realize that God had lost us a ****.  The aunt next door who had put the sheets in an hour ago aired them out again.  And when she just walked into the house, there was continuous sun and rain in the sky, and the aunt didn't put the bed sheets in after all.

    It rained for ten minutes on a cloudless day, but it was enough to wet a three-by-three-meter bed sheet.

    A man looked at me on the eleventh floor from across the road. Although I also had 600-degree glasses on the bridge of my nose, I could feel that he was looking at me.  The man raised his head and stood motionless in my direction.  Even though we were almost a hundred meters apart, I could also feel the resentment in his eyes.

    I immediately left the balcony, but it didn't take long for my curiosity to make me go to the balcony again, and the man was gone.  The people on the top floor of my house keep a group of pigeons, which are released on time every day.  Maybe the man was just watching the birds.  Don't always think of kind people too complicated. It was Confucius or Mencius who said that at the beginning of human beings, nature is good.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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