Yang Yuxi sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window in a daze, her mind drifting to nowhere. Going to meet her favorite author, Hanxue Independent, was something worth looking forward to, but at this time she was not at all aware of it.
I couldn't get excited, but instead I felt entangled and guilty, feeling guilty about my deception and concealment.
With this mood in mind, Yang Yuxi, led by Ye Ming, appeared in Ziyuan Community, the place she was most familiar with. Seeing that Ye Ming had brought her here, Yang Yuxi couldn't help being surprised, "Hanxue Independent people don't live in Ziyuan Community."
Here?"
"Correct answer!" Ye Ming smiled slightly, and the car drove into the community, and followed the path she was most familiar with, and finally stopped downstairs of the unit where she lived before. If Ye Ming hadn't told her at the beginning that she was coming
If she was looking for the author Han Xue, she would think that Ye Ming had brought her to her original residence to find Ding Qian.
"Hanxue lives here alone?" Yang Yuxi asked uncertainly, and her attention temporarily shifted to this place. "It's up there, let's go!" Ye Ming greeted with a smile and pulled her upstairs.
Climbing up the stairs to the third floor, Ye Ming rang the doorbell. This was the place where Yang Yuxi lived before. "Qianqian is an independent person in Hanxue. This is impossible!" Yang Yuxi stared at Ye Ming's back in a daze, feeling like a fool.
After a long while, he shook his head in disbelief and said.
Yang Yuxi smiled mysteriously and did not answer. Yang Yuxi said to herself: "It's impossible. I've known Qianqian for so long and I never knew she wrote novels. She can't be Hanxue's independent person."
Just as Yang Yuxi was mumbling to herself, Ding Qian responded from inside and opened the door from the inside. Seeing Ye Ming and Yang Yuxi standing outside the door, she was stunned for a moment, and then greeted them cheerfully,
"Yu Xi, Ye Ming, you are here, come in quickly!"
"We won't go in. Come with us to walk upstairs." Ye Ming said. "Upstairs, are you looking for Chu Yuan?" Ding Qian asked. Ye Ming nodded, and Ding Qian didn't ask why.
Lead the way.
It took only ten seconds to reach the distance of one floor. Ding Qian rang the doorbell, while Ye Ming and Yang Yuxi were talking in a low voice behind. Yang Yuxi asked suspiciously: "Hanxue Independent is Chu Yuan?"
"What are you talking about? What is Chu Yuan?" Ding Qian's sharp ears heard Yang Yuxi's words and turned around to ask. "Qianqian, does Chu Yuan write novels?" Yang Yuxi asked. "Yes, it seems so.
Writing online articles." Ding Qian nodded. After hearing Ding Qian's answer, Yang Yuxi was basically sure that Chu Yuan was Han Xue's independent person. With Ye Ming's identity, it was impossible to find the wrong person, and Chu Yuan was also
The person who writes novels is ready to reveal his identity.
"Why are you asking this?" Ding Qian saw that Yang Yuxi was silent after asking a question without thinking, and couldn't help but asked strangely. "It's nothing, I like his books very much, I am his fan." Yang Yuxi
explained.
"No, you are his fan." When Ding Qian heard this, she immediately became interested and said, "I have to interrogate him properly." She rang the doorbell again and saw that there was no movement inside.
Qian started to knock on the door and shouted loudly: "Chu Yuan, Xiao Yuanzi, are you in there? Open the door quickly."
"Here we come!" There was a response from inside, and a rustling voice came. After a moment, Chu Yuan opened the door and appeared in front of several people.
