Wife Please Be Obedient

At the end of September, Qin Guanglin officially resigned.

I asked my colleagues who I knew to have a meal, and Chen Rui also participated. The atmosphere was quite happy. Qin Guanglin had to go back to take care of his pregnant wife. Everyone did not persuade him to drink, but simply said something.

Yu Le was regarded as Qin Guanglin's half apprentice, so he was very reluctant. He drank high without knowing it, and snorted his alcohol to shout to the master. Qin Guanglin couldn't laugh or cry.

"When will the new work be released?"

After three rounds of drinking and resting on the table after drinking too much, Chen Rui pulled Qin Guanglin into a corner to talk.

"No hurry, I haven't figured out what style to paint... Can you help me refer to it?" Qin Guanglin took out the novel of What Happened from his bag. Ever since he said it was handed over to him for painting, he has always carried it with him, intending to watch it at leisure. With two eyes, I took it for almost a month, and I haven't turned it over a few times.

"You want to paint this?!"

When Chen Rui saw the cover of the novel in his hand, he was obviously surprised. He took the book out of Qin Guanglin's hand and took a look at it. He looked at the two signatures on the title page and fell silent.

"...Do you know this author?"

"My wife." Qin Guanglin scratched his head inexplicably, "Didn't I mention it to you, she is fine at writing novels."

"Your wife?!" Chen Rui was even more startled. With a voice, everyone at the table was startled, and he couldn't help but look sideways.

"Speak down...what's wrong?"

"It's your wife when the flowers bloom?! This...this..."

Chen Rui touched the book cover for two times and nothing came out. Seeing Qin Guanglin's dumbfounded expression, he couldn't help but sighed and explained: "I heard that someone wants to buy the copyright of this book, I also want to get involved. Later, I heard that people didn’t sell it, so I stopped thinking...Okay, what is it called, the fertilizer does not flow into the outsiders’ fields, so you don’t need to buy it, it’s yours directly."

Thinking that Qin Guanglin's work would be here after he left, Chen Rui couldn't help but uttered aloud, "It's so good, tut... I'm all envious, you say you... eh, so good."

"..."

Qin Guanglin was speechless. He really didn't expect that his work would overlap with why... After careful consideration, Chen Rui still held the right to adapt several novels, and he was relieved.

"It's very suitable for you. It just happened that "Wife" is over. Taking advantage of the remaining heat, I will come to another work with similar themes and different styles. It is simply too suitable..."

Chen Rui moved his thoughts to create a great god, and specifically wanted to take it down for Qin Guanglin as the next main work. As a result, Qin Guanglin had already asked to leave before he even started to act. Surprise joy.

"Wait...Which company is buying the copyright?" Qin Guanglin's gossip was burning.

"Trade secrets."

"Fine……"

At a farewell banquet, Chen Ruixi smiled and left with a grin. Qin Guanglin drank some wine and called the driver to come. He sat in the co-pilot and squinted his eyes to rest. He suddenly turned his head when he passed the company. I passed the window and looked up to the eighth floor.

Four and a half years of his youth was left there.

From twenty-five years old to nearly thirty now, the golden age of the past five years is here, and finally he wants to say goodbye to that familiar building.

...

...

The complicated mood lasted only one night, and the next day, Qin Guanglin felt like a new life.

become free.

It was as if some shackles were broken, and there was no need to drive there every day to check in to work. The sun was shining a lot.

"It was so low yesterday, why did it suddenly change today?" Qin Guanglin's change naturally couldn't hide his eyes, sitting at the dining table watching Qin Guanglin humming a song and serving food, and asked aloud.

"I, starting today, free."

"Oh."

"I'm going to be a full-time dad, is Gao not happy? Aren't you happy?" Qin Guanglin held his elbow on the table, asking why.

Why not snorted, too lazy to respond to him, "Thirty years old, don't be so naive."

"Which is naive? ... There are still many months before the age of 30. After the new year, I will be 30 years old, and I will still be 29 years old."

Qin Guanglin corrected her mistake very seriously, "As long as I'm not 30 years old, I will be a young man."

"All right, you are young."

No need to go to work on National Day. After breakfast, we went to the community downstairs and took a rest. After sitting under the big locust tree for a while, it was lunch time. Qin Guanglin is not hungry, but why not this pregnant woman has to eat, eat less and more meals when she has a big belly, before the pregnancy is not in the late stage, he can't be too refined at work, so he can only buy her low-fat dairy products and take them to school to drink Now that the conditions are met, we will start to arrange five meals a day.

Tired is tired, but in the past few months, you have to persevere if you are tired.

If you don't want a second child, you'll be tired all your life for these few months. Qin Guanglin is so tired and happy, so he can take a look from the kitchen with beads of sweat. He is full of motivation.

"I quit my job and lost a lot of money, you know?" He talked to outsiders in the kitchen.

"Why have you lost so much?"

"Didn’t you say that someone bought your copyright? Chen Rui also has this plan. If I don’t resign and you sell it to Chen Rui, he will definitely give it to me to paint—now I’m resigning. You have to hand it over to Chen Rui’s platform for the first launch, do you think you will lose?"

"How can you count it like that? He buys it and paints it for you, is it the same as if I directly paint it for you?"

"...That's right, when will you write a new one? From now on I will specially draw your novels into comics."

"No hurry, wait for me to think about it slowly."

Since the end of the novel, why not write again.

She is a creator, writing novels is just an interest, creating new stories is what she likes, instead of repeating herself, repeating it over and over again.

Because of regrets, this one was written again to change the ending.

"The flowers are about to bloom again."

Qin Guanglin took off his apron and came out of the kitchen. He saw why he was sitting in front of the potted flowers in the corner with Maza, and said casually.

"Yeah, it's about to open."

"This potted flower..." Qin Guanglin leaned over to look at the budding flower bone, remembering her pen name, and couldn't help but wonder: "Is there any story?"

"The story...no."

Why didn't it mention this potted flower on the day of Emei Jinding, after all, it was just her own guess, and there is no evidence to prove that time travel is due to it.

After hesitating for a while, she was supported by Qin Guanglin and stood up and sat down at the dining table, before she said: "But last time it hadn't bloomed in ten years."

"Huh? It's so amazing?" Qin Guanglin turned his head and glanced in surprise, "But it opens every year."

"Yes, so I think..."

Why not talk about my speculation in its entirety, and while blowing into the soup bowl, he said: "It is very likely that that one has some mysterious power. Now this one is no longer the previous one."

Qin Guanglin was silent for a while, nodded and said, "It's quite mysterious."

"Anyway, we can do it right now, and let those who were in the past pass, and it would be nice to have a normal flower." Why not smile, "They are just similar..."

Halfway through, she suddenly stopped, her eyelashes trembled twice, she lowered her head to take a sip of soup, and greeted him casually, "Hurry up, it will be cold for a while."

"I'm afraid my appetite won't be as good as yours. If you eat enough, I will move." Qin Guanglin smiled and helped her pick the dishes on the plate, "Don't always drink soup, eat more food."

"it is good."

She doesn’t cook a lot of food. Qin Guanglin wants to keep her diet consistent with her, and she hasn’t eaten too much. Recently, why has her weight control been very stable. After she hasn’t eaten enough, she has to take a few mouthfuls, exercise more, and do both. In this way, the problem of overnutrition is solved relatively easily.

After lunch and walking, why not go back to the bedroom and draw the curtains for a nap. After she was asleep, Qin Guanglin got out of bed lightly and came to the living room, turned around and closed the bedroom door, and squatted in front of the bunch of flowers.

Similar flowers...

The last piece of the puzzle in my heart was finally put together by him.

From hundreds of millions of tadpoles, or even billions of tadpoles accumulated in a few days, it is obviously unrealistic to find out the Anya in his mouth, why not be such an unrealistic idealist, self-deception is not her style.

It turns out that she has always been the most transparent person.

No matter how the tadpoles change, they are the genes of the two of them. As long as the genders are right, there will be almost no difference in everything else-especially when they are not grown up, the character of a child is not qualitative, except Outside of genes, the biggest impact is the growth environment.

And they can do both by themselves.

Do your best to create an Anya again.

That similar flower.

In the memory of how everything is going, no second person knows, nor the original flower, the only thing that exists is the truth.

From beginning to end, she just wanted a similar flower.