Chapter 1939
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Some people didn't appear for any special reason, but to let you know that no one could understand you as well as he did for the rest of your life.
When you needed him, he would stand behind you and betray the whole world; when you didn't need him, he would stand in a place you couldn't see, silently protecting you.
In fact, she thought about going abroad to find him, looking for him city by city. Even if it was looking for a needle in a haystack, at least she had some hope.
But she knew very well that she couldn't find him.
And he …
If he missed her, he could find her with a phone call, but he didn't.
In the days to come, she actually thought about going back to the chaos space. Anyway, the task had been completed, and staying was just an endless wait for him.
But she was unwilling, unwilling to accept that under the plot of "youth over" in this plane, like most couples, there wasn't a good ending.
She wanted a good ending, so this time, she was the one waiting for him.
After graduation, she stayed at home for a few months, looking at several jobs in the computer industry, but decided to give up in the end.
In the end, she chose a career that was the opposite of mathematics — — a writer!
No, to be more precise, it should be a text writer. To put it more simply, it was … … an editor.
She became an editor of a youth magazine, with a lot of writers under her. Every day, she looked at all kinds of true and false youth stories to fill the loneliness and emptiness in her heart.
This year was her third year in Sakura Magazine. She finally went from being an apprentice editor to being the chief editor of Sakura Magazine's A edition.
Over the years, there were a lot of people chasing her, but unfortunately, no matter how fierce the pursuit was, she rejected them all.
"Dididididi-" The sound of a new WeChat message sounded. Her hands didn't leave the keyboard, but looked at the calendar.
Today was Fong He's birthday. He was one of the most famous writers under her. Coupled with his good looks, he had a large number of fans.
Fifteen minutes later, she finished the last article in her hand and picked up the phone on her right hand.
The man who charmed thousands of girls: Big editor, can you do me the honor of having a meal? I'm alone now, and you're my only friend.
Looking at this WeChat ID, Luo Qingchen almost laughed out loud.
This was the author's private WeChat account. If his fans knew that his private WeChat account was this name, they would definitely not call him 'Mu Mu Young Man'.
Qingchen: "Yes, I just finished."
Her WeChat name was very simple. It was her name.
Sometimes, she would inadvertently think that one day, that young man would forget her phone number. Perhaps he could use a blind search to find her.
Although it was a stupid idea, he had never looked forward to it that way before.
The Man Who Charms Thousands of Girls: The Porsche 911 is waiting for you downstairs.
Luo Qingchen didn't reply. She put the phone in her handbag and walked towards the elevator.
"Hello, Editor Luo …"
"Hello, Editor Luo …"
"Editor Luo just got off work!"
…
Everyone in the magazine respected her very much. After all, she led the youth column on page A, and every issue was the most popular.
Of course, those articles were not all written by her, but chosen by her.
Therefore, she was quite famous in the field of literature. After all, there were many fine steeds in this world, but there were very few Bo Le.
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