The winter afternoon sun was shining on my body, making it a little warm.

Lin Nan moved a chair and sat on the hardened floor.

He lowered his head and fiddled with his cell phone.

Fang Nian came out with two cups of tea soaked in disposable cups and handed one cup to Lin Nan.

At this time, the sun just happened to put the person's shadow almost on his body.

Lin Nan took a few sips of it and put it aside.

"We haven't seen each other for a year. I've grown taller. How are you at school? Have you got a girlfriend?"

Lin Nan, who had just avoided talking about marriage, now started to put out cigarettes and tease Fang Nian.

There was no blush as Lin Nan expected, Fang Nian said calmly: "No talk."

"..."

Just after he finished speaking, the marimba ring rang. Fang Nian took out his cell phone and saw that it was Lin Yucong's call.

After hesitating for a moment, Fang Nian swiped to answer.

"Fang Nian."

"Is it fun to be at home?"

Lin Yucong's chatter was a bit loud, and Lin Nan could clearly hear it, and Fang Nian felt bad.

"It's okay, I'm hanging up."

I don’t usually see you on the phone, so why did you pick this time and make your voice so loud?

Lin Yucong snorted: "Okay!"

"I'll fight again tomorrow!"

Then a 'beep beep~' sound came from the receiver.

Lin Nan smiled half-heartedly and joked: "Girlfriend, right?"

"No, it's just a classmate. Maybe his brain hasn't been working very well these past two days." Fang Nian said helplessly.

He could actually understand Lin Yucong's mood.

Other people's families are having family reunions, but her family is the only one celebrating the New Year with her grandma, so it's normal for her to feel unhappy.

Lin Nan glanced at Fang Nian's mobile phone and his eyelids twitched: "Are you using Apple?"

"ah?"

Then Fang Nian hummed: "Yes."

Lin Nan looked Fang Nian up and down: "Okay!"

"..."

After chatting for a while, Fang Nian casually said: "Brother Nan, how are you in Pengcheng?"

"That's it, it's just work anyway." Lin Nan said casually.

When speaking, his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Fang Nian sighed quietly in his heart.

It felt like Lin Nan was a little worried before, but now it feels even deeper.

He couldn't remember whether Lin Nan smoked so skillfully in his previous life, nor did he remember whether he smoked at this time.

In short, as far as I can recall, Lin Nan did not smoke.

Looking at Lin Nan's current appearance, Fang Nian seemed to see a young man who looked very much like himself.

To be precise, it looks very much like what he looked like in his previous life when he was twenty-three or fourteen years old, and now Lin Nan has just celebrated his 23rd birthday...

They all hide their sadness under a smile when they go home to celebrate the New Year.

He is also a skilled smoker, he also doesn't talk much, and he can also notice that he has something on his mind.

To outsiders, this is called maturity.

Thinking about it, Fang Nian asked a lot: "How are your days?"

"I heard that life in Pengchengguan is very stressful. Rent is expensive, food is expensive, everything is expensive."

When talking about this topic, Lin Nan sighed: "I can support myself."

"Aren't you talking about your girlfriend?" Fang Nian asked in as gossipy a tone as possible.

Lin Nan said in a casual tone: "We talked about it and we separated."

As he spoke, Lin Nan threw the burned cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it under his feet.

Although Fang Nian had stayed in Pengcheng for several years, he did not have many direct interactions with Lin Nan.

I don’t know how many people Lin Nan dated. I just remember that he delayed getting married until he was 31 years old. Before that, he didn’t go on a blind date or bring anyone home with him.

Later, the intersection I remembered was the down payment for Lin Nan’s house.

Lin Nan wanted to buy a house in the capital of Xiangchu Province, but he was just short of the richest man, so Fang Nian lent him more than 200,000 yuan.

Before Fang Nian returned to life, Lin Nan's life was relatively ordinary.

Fang Nian is rich, but this has nothing to do with Lin Nan.

Then Fang Nian saw Lin Nan smile and said in a tone filled with emotion.

"You are still young. Study hard and get admitted to Fudan University. Your future is bright."

After a pause, he said again.

"But you already have a bright future. You are a 17-year-old best-selling author. I have never heard of it outside. How do you say this word? I've been looking at you with admiration for three days."

Fang Nian smiled and echoed a few words, but he became a little curious.

In his memory, Lin Nan didn't look so sentimental, it was just an ordinary life.

And, to be honest, in my twenties, how could I have such deep emotions...

Lin Nan looked at Fang Nian and asked curiously: "By the way, what is the name of what you wrote?"

Fang Nian raised his eyebrows subconsciously: "I want to be rich."

"I want to be rich?!" Lin Nan's eyes suddenly widened and he said in a thicker voice.

"Are you a little broken bowl?"

Fang Nian: "..."

Sometimes it happens when you write too well and it's easy to encounter readers.

Fang Nian is actually aware of the popularity of this book.

Some messy indexes are ranked at the top.

There is also a set of data that can illustrate the popularity. The total number of relevant results is: 6,238,190.

Not more than 10 million.

but……

It's 2009 now.

Facing Lin Nan's intensely probing eyes, Fang Nian nodded: "Yes."

"I... finally understand why you can make so much money by writing books." Lin Nan said with emotion.

"..."

Fang Nian laughed twice.

"I've been wondering what kind of person Xiao Powan is."

Lin Nan rambled to himself.

"When I read this book, I thought he was a wise and knowledgeable person, but I didn't expect that the author would be you."

"My impression is that you only visited Shanghai once when you were a child. How do you know so much about Pengcheng, Shencheng, Yangcheng, Beijing and other foreign cities? When I read it at the time, I thought the author had been there."

"..."

Fang Nian answered seriously: "The Internet can collect information."

"You are a network engineer, you should know better."

"..."

As a reader, I exchanged a few words with the author.

Lin Nan was a little envious of Fang Nian's calm demeanor.

Smacking his lips, Lin Nan organized the words and said, "You are a bit like the protagonist in the book. I guess when you grow up, you will have that kind of gentle temperament."

Fang Nian smiled, looked at Lin Nan and said in a serious tone: "Don't you want to tell others about her?"
To be continued...