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Chapter 12: Does She Like Heartache?

Enrichment? Fu Sinian found it funny. He is not the kind of person who sings every night, nor is he a person who has a home. He has no intention of getting drunk and does not know how to escape. He will eventually go home.

When he got home, the child had already fallen asleep and his wife had also rested with the child. Fu Sinian had to pour another glass of wine, sit on the small stool at the door, staring at the bright street lights in a daze.

He could no longer get out of Phoenix's memory. He needed to find someone to tell him. No matter how he escaped, he could only deepen the memory layer by layer.

However, Fu Sinian has not many friends, and strictly speaking, there is only one friend of Zhang Dawei.

But will Zhang Dawei understand him?

Fu Sinian smiled bitterly.

Zhang Dawei will only say that he is stupid.

Dawei is a very practical person, and he doesn't understand this emotion at all. Fu Sinian shook his head.

Turn on the computer, go to q, and Xiao Ran is here.

Russian Nian: Xiao Ran, haven’t had a rest yet?

s.mile: No.

Russ is old: very late.

s.mile: Yes.

Russianhua: Do you need to work overtime?

(Fu Sinian really couldn't find any topic.)

s.mile:Occasionally.

Then there was silence again.

Russ Nianhua: Xiao Ran, I want to know your work.

s.mile:My job?

As the age of this: Yes.

(Silence for a while)

s.mile:Why?

Russ Nianhua: I want to write a novel.

s.mile: Your friend said you are an Internet writer?

(Zhang Dawei told them that Fu Sinian was writing online novels.)

Russ Nianhua: Just write about play, I like it, I want to write something about you.

s.mile:We?

Russianhua: I want to write a novel for our beautiful encounter, a short story, about tens of thousands of words.

(silence.)

Russ Nianhua: I want to make one of you girls the heroine. The story is fictional, but the character is real (expression: laughter.)

s.mile:Who is that?

Russian: This is it.

(Fu Sinian posted Yangyang's photo on the chat dialog box)

(Silenced for a long time.)

s.mile: I guessed that it must be her.

Such years: Why?

s.mile: You said that her smile is beautiful.

Russ Nianhua: Her smile is really beautiful and pure.

(It was a long time of silence.)

Russianhua: How do you work in general?

s.mile: They all put on makeup for the bride, nothing special.

Russ Nianhua: Are there any pressure?

s.mile: This is very big... I have a colleague who once put on makeup and she suggested that it looks good, but the bride likes that. She said that there were no bangs in front, and when the photo was not effective, the bride repented, saying that she liked bangs, and said that she didn't listen to her opinion when she was wearing makeup, so she had to take a reshoot. Later, my colleague was deducted 500 yuan.

Ruth's years: very unfair.

s.mile: No way.

Russ Nianhua: They should follow your advice, after all, you are professional.

s.mile: That's it, but everyone has their own aesthetic view.

As in this age: so.

(Silent, Fu Sinian couldn't find the topic. Next, he was always so taciturn.)

Russ Nianhua: Are you used to going to bed very late?

s.mile: Yes.

Russ Nianhua: Don’t have to go to work at night, right?

s.mile: Sometimes, when you are busy, it will be in the early morning.

Russ Nianhua: I thought it would be easy just to put on makeup for the bride.

s.mile: You are watching flowers in the fog.

(Fu Sinian stuck out his tongue, and this expression came over and smiled with his mouth covering his mouth.)

During this chat, although Fu Sinian did not pour out the bitterness in his heart, he still felt relieved. When the early morning arrived, Fu Sinian still said good night and then got off the line.

Fu Sinian began to get familiar with Xiao Ran. He showed Xiao Ran the online novel he had written before, and began to want to tell Xiao Ran some of his accumulated thoughts. Xiao Ran is undoubtedly the best listener for such thoughts.
Chapter completed!
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