"Hu! Why was it gone again? It's not satisfying at all!" Liu Yan shifted her gaze away from Zhou Zimo's computer and said with a hint of reluctance.
Zhou Zimo rolled his eyes helplessly and rubbed his head.""Sister Yan, be content. These few days, other than eating and going to the toilet, I spent almost all my time writing. If it was an ordinary writer, they probably wouldn't even be able to write one-tenth of what I wrote.”
Two weeks passed in a flash. During these two weeks, Zhou Zimo did not do anything else but write crazily. On average, he could write about 30,000 yuan a day. This speed was already faster than most writers.
During this period of time, Liu Yan would come to his house every night to read novels, and it was the same tonight. The two of them became familiar with each other and got along much more easily.
Liu Yan glanced at Zhou Zimo upon hearing this. Seeing that he looked a little haggard, she knew that he had indeed suffered a lot these past few days. She no longer " complained ", but walked behind him, stretched out her fair little hand, and gently placed it on his head.
"Alright! Seeing that you've worked so hard, I'll reward you today. Close your eyes and relax.”
As she said that, she used her small hands to gently massage Zhou Zimo.
Zhou Zimo's body trembled as he cried out in satisfaction. In his original world, although Liu Yan was constantly controversial, she was indeed a goddess. She was the perfect goddess in the hearts of countless men.
But now, this goddess was standing by his side and doing her best to " serve " him. This sense of accomplishment and satisfaction was indescribable.
"If it's another kind of service, it'll be even better!”
With this thought in mind, Zhou Zimo gently closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed Liu Yan's massage.
"Zimo, I'm leaving tomorrow.”
After an unknown amount of time, Liu Yan suddenly said faintly.
"Leave? Where to?" Zhou Zimo came back to his senses and frowned.
"My vacation is over. From tomorrow onwards, I'll have to travel all over the country again.”Liu Yan said gently, but her voice sounded a little tired.
"If you don't want to go, then stay at home.”
"Not going? If he didn't go out, he wouldn't have a job. Without a job, who will support me?" Liu Yan said lightly.
"I'll support you!" Zhou Zimo blurted out. As soon as he said this, he thought to himself that this was not good. Wouldn't this cause others to misunderstand?
He was too impulsive! Impulsiveness was truly a devil!
As expected, Liu Yan was stunned for a moment after hearing this. She stopped what she was doing.
This pause made Zhou Zimo's heart skip a beat as he waited anxiously for Liu Yan's next reaction.
After a long while, Liu Yan smiled and reached out her fair little hand to touch Zhou Zimo's forehead.""You? It's not that I'm looking down on you, but you really can't afford to support me now. If it were me, I'd support you!"
Liu Yan's words were not wrong. Women's expenses were indeed very high, especially beautiful women who knew how to dress up and take care of themselves. Whether it was cosmetics, skin care products, clothes, bags, jewelry, etc., each of them was like a money killer. Without a strong economic foundation, they could not afford it.
"Are you looking down on me? I can't afford it now, but that doesn't mean I can't afford it in the future. I'm a man who wants to be above everyone else. Why would I be afraid that I can't support a little woman like you?”
Zhou Zimo raised his eyebrows and said indignantly. With the system and the brilliant culture of the entire Earth behind it, what was so difficult about becoming the world's peak?
"Puchi!" Liu Yan smiled when she heard that. Her beautiful eyes narrowed into a crescent moon. She suddenly bent down and whispered into Zhou Zimo's ear,"
"Alright! I know you're amazing! A man above everyone else! I'll wait for you. When you're capable enough, come and support me!”
Feeling the warm breath by his ear and smelling the sweet scent at the tip of his nose, Zhou Zimo felt a surge of heat from his dantian, rushing straight to his head, giving him the urge to hug the beauty behind him.
"Hehe, it's getting late! It's time for the man to rest. I'll say goodbye to you tomorrow!”
However, before Zhou Zimo could turn this impulse into action, Liu Yan left.
"This demon." Zhou Zimo watched her leave and heaved a sigh of relief.
However, he did not notice that after Liu Yan left his line of sight, her already red face suddenly became as beautiful as a peach blossom.
"Aiya, Liu Yan, you're going to die! How could he do such a lewd move! It was over, it was over. I wonder if Zimo thinks I'm a bad woman! Wu…"
That night, she had insomnia. Lying on the bed, her mind was in a mess. One moment, it was the joy of being with Zhou Zimo, and the next moment, it was the melancholy and reluctance to leave.
Tossing and turning, she fell asleep at four or five in the morning. When she opened her eyes again, it was already past nine.
"Oh no! It's too late!" When she saw the time, she screamed and hurriedly got out of bed. She picked up her luggage and left the house in a hurry. Fortunately, she had finished packing yesterday. Otherwise, she would definitely be late.
After bidding farewell to her parents, she went to Zhou Zimo's house. The dilemma from last night surged into her heart again, and her heart was filled with sorrow.
She took a deep breath and suppressed her emotions. She reached out to press the doorbell. No matter what, she had to say goodbye to him.
However, when she stretched out her hand, she suddenly realized that Zhou Zimo's door was not closed. It was only ajar. A gap was left behind.
Zimo forgot to close the door?" She whispered and peered into the room through the gap. Zhou Zimo was sitting in front of the piano.
At this moment, Zhou Zimo seemed to be a little strange. The first thing was his attire. He had been wearing casual clothes before, but today, he was wearing a white suit. His white suit made him look extraordinarily handsome.
Next was temperament. Before, he had a warm and friendly temperament. But today, his eyes were deep and melancholic. Under such a gaze, his entire person became solemn. Like a black hole, he tightly grabbed Liu Yan's gaze.
" Zimo, so handsome!"
As Liu Yan sighed unconsciously, Zhou Zimo moved. He took out a cigarette from the pocket of his suit and put it in his mouth, but he did not light it. Then, he stretched out his slender hands and placed them on the keys, jumping up and down like a fairy.
Zimo knows how to play the piano?" Liu Yan was slightly surprised. But the next second, she put down her doubts because an unfamiliar but beautiful zither music slowly sounded.
A low and sad melody slowly flowed in Liu Yan's ears. A scene slowly appeared before her eyes. At this moment, it was as if she was in the bleak autumn. Zhou Zimo was standing not far away from her, looking at her deeply.
"Autumn is thick, autumn is thick in Liren's heart; A glass of wine can bring about a myriad of emotions."
"Many farewells, many farewells in the season of falling leaves; I want you to remember my promise.”
He opened his mouth slowly, and a deep and sorrowful aura assaulted her. Deep, sincere, reluctant, sad, and a thousand other emotions mixed in, causing her beautiful eyes to involuntarily become misty.
"Ah, I am not afraid of the pain of longing, I am only afraid of your pain. I only blame people in the wind, and it is not up to me to gather and disperse.”
"Ah, I'm not afraid of being lonely, but I'm afraid that you'll be lonely and have nowhere to talk about the sorrow of separation.”
When these two words came out like the autumn wind, deep sorrow completely shattered Liu Yan's rationality. She stood there in a daze, not even noticing that her luggage had fallen to the ground, allowing two streams of hot tears to roll down her cheeks.
"Dancing autumn wind, memories of the autumn wind; Sighing and silent."
"I can't say it. I can't say anything that makes me cry. Hugging you tightly, I will always remember that you once cried like this for me.”
"Ah, I am not afraid of the pain of longing, I am only afraid of your pain. I only blame people in the wind, and it is not up to me to gather and disperse.”
"Ah, I'm not afraid of being lonely, but I'm afraid that you'll be lonely and have nowhere to talk about the sorrow of separation.”
The song continued, but Liu Yan's tears had already burst.
In the midst of this song, she suddenly turned around, leaving behind a string of sparkling tears.
"Did you write this song for me? If possible, I'll wait for you! Waiting for you to support me!"
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