Dust sleeps in light years

Chapter 12

[six]
Qiu He returned to his dormitory from the school hospital, and the room was filled with the smell of tomato scrambled eggs and Kung Pao chicken, presumably there had been no wind since noon.She just sat down and got up to push the window. At this time, Xue Tao hurriedly followed into the door, and the first sentence she spoke had nothing to do with her whereabouts these days, but: "Come here and check my mailbox."

"What are you looking at?" The girl's usual smile appeared on her turned face, but she was a little dull.Xue Tao's tone was tense, and there was no stagnation in a series of actions such as dropping the bag, dragging the chair, and turning on the computer.

"Someone sent an email to my contribution mailbox to report that Su Ling, the group editor, plagiarized her article. Mi Bai and other editors also received emails. Look." She maximized the browser window, opened the chair and let Qiu and sat at his desk.

Email subject: Su Ling is the most incompetent, despicable and shameless person in the world!content:

Hello editors.

It is with the utmost indignation that I write this letter.The "Smoke and Coolness" written by Su Ling that was published in your magazine in May is almost completely copied from the "Silent Light and Flame Coolness" that I submitted to her before.She told me that my manuscript did not meet the standards and was rejected, so why was it published in the magazine under her name?I know that no one will believe what I say now, but I still have to say that she is not worthy of being an editor at all!People with a discerning eye look at the articles she published in the "Cute Girl" magazine before, and with a little judgment, they will know how bad she is!She wouldn't be able to write without plagiarizing other people's articles by being an editor!Even as an editor, I do it by posting posts everywhere to make myself strong by relying on my relationship with people!She is the most incompetent and despicable person in the world!
The following is the original text of my contribution.

……

Qiu He was dazzled by a series of exclamation points, rubbed his temples and left Xue Tao's seat: "It's like posting big-character posters. There is no reason to talk about it. If we all make trouble like him, then all editors should stop doing things."

"I'm afraid it's not good to ignore it completely." Xue Tao knew that it was the words "relying on relationships with people" that made Qiu He disgusted.

Before Qiuhe took over the revision of the magazine, Su Ling was one of the special editors of the original magazine. She was a high school student and used her spare time to collect some manuscripts for official editorial selection.The two editors of the original magazine, Qiu He, have both used it, and they have never met them and have nothing to do with them.From this point of view, this email contains a lot of exaggeration and conjecture.

Qiu He calmed down and thought about it, turned on his laptop, logged into QQ, found Su Ling, and asked her directly if she had plagiarized, but Su Ling denied it, so Qiu He didn't investigate further: "It's an article several issues ago, the scope of our magazine's influence It’s not too broad, and it’s meaningless for him to make trouble anymore, but your short story collection is about to be published, can you replace this one with something else, lest this author make a big fuss again.”

"Okay. I'll send it to your mailbox." Su Ling replied.

The work mailbox of the magazine, Qiu He and Xue Tao share the same one, Xue Tao has not quit yet, and Xue Tao is responsible for the actual production of the novel collection, so Qiu He asked her to go back and refresh the inbox directly.

There are a total of nine short stories in the attachment, and Xue Tao packaged and downloaded them as a whole.But Qiuhe noticed that in the text of the email, Su Ling wrote: "Smoke Cool" should be replaced, and by the way, "Mo Li Mo Ran" should also be replaced (I plan to submit this article to the New Concept Composition Contest) , I will send you the recent articles, you can choose and replace two articles.If there is anything else, please contact me anytime.Huh, hope this gets sorted out sooner.

Qiu He bit his thumbnail and stared at it for a long time, then used the mouse to select the words "Mo Li Mo Ran" into white characters on a blue background.

"What's wrong?" Xue Tao asked back.

"It seems familiar." The girl lowered her eyelids and pondered for a moment, "I'll talk about this when I come back."

[seven]
The next day, Ye Xuan once again bribed the building manager on the 45th floor with snacks and fruits, and helped him broadcast "Room 605 Qiuhe, someone is looking for him", and then stood in the lobby on the first floor to accept the baptism of all kinds of eyes with ease and pride.He pretended to be particularly concerned about a girl, just to attract the attention of the girls around him. In their eyes, he was handsome, suave and dedicated, and he was like an angel descending into the world. "Why isn't the person he likes me?"——every time There are many bystanders who have this idea, and they are blind and deaf and fall in love with him one after another.Qiuhe is the only person who has seen through his little trick so far.

The wind in early winter is bitter and dry, but the sun is as warm as an illusion.On the metal frame of the bicycle shed outside the dormitory building, some silver highlights are refracted.

The roof was covered in thick dust and could not be seen from below, but the light blue of its original color had turned to mouse brown, and the old and new bicycles stood in heavy shadow.

Ye Xuan waited for a long time, but it was not Qiu He who came downstairs at last but Wu Mi.The girl didn't have the minimum polite smile on her face, some were just cold, and her words were too brief as if she didn't want to continue: "Qiu He is not here, she's gone to another place, the plane in the morning." The boy only paid attention to the content of the words, not her attitude: "What's the matter?" "I heard that the author of their magazine delayed the manuscript. She went to the author's house to watch the manuscript. What can you do with her?" The boy smiled wryly and lifted the plastic bag in his hand. Don't forget to talk nonsense: "Learn the limited-edition winter vegetable buns in the cafeteria whose waiting list is longer than Chang'an Street. Let me eat it for you. Actually, I'm here to ask about Gu Chuchu."

"What's the matter with Gu Chuchu?" Although Wu Mi was curious, she still had the habitual look of aloofness when facing men.

"Gu Chuchu chased Wang Yiming to 'Xiaoxitian' and found Qiuhe and Wang Yiming together, so he made a lot of noise and slapped Qiuhe. It's roughly like this. I also have specific details about starting, inheriting, transferring, combining, prequel, and follow-up. Not sure, I have heard no fewer than ten versions. Qiu and Wang Yiming separated and reunited so many times, I don’t know what’s going on this time. Wang Yiming thought it was his scandal, and he kept it secret. So I want to ask Qiu He." While speaking, she couldn't help but look at this special girl in front of her, her skin was pale and flawless, her tone was innocent, her whole face was clear and clear, her lack of expression was similar to Qiu He's spirit, but she also He is so ignorant of the world, his pupils are as clear as the sky.

She listened carefully, and then spoke. For a moment, her eyes briefly met with the boy's, and then she quickly glanced at the ground like an electric shock, with a confused and shy smile on her face.

Ye Xuan suddenly felt that the person standing in front of him was the former Qiu He.The girl with drooping eyelids said: "I don't know about that. I only know that she did go to the school hospital yesterday, and there was nothing unusual after she came back. Because Guo Shujie's exchange name has been reserved, and to celebrate, we went out of the dormitory last night. After eating Haidilao, I think Qiuhe is very happy."

Ye Xuan thought for a few long seconds, then sighed: "You can't tell if she's unhappy." Realizing that his tone was too heavy, the boy smiled at Umi and retracted the hard line of his jaw.

The girl inadvertently glanced at his face through the drooping eyelids, wanted to say something more, but suddenly forgot the words, and had the illusion of a sedative flowing through her body.

[Eight]
It has been snowing heavily in the north for days, and the snow has been trampled dirty by pedestrians and wheels, and it is covered with another layer the next day. The fluffy whiteness is like the cream and icing on the outside of a birthday cake, and the mud that has hardened underneath cannot be seen.

Half of the planes were stranded at the departure point and could not take off, and half of the planes arrived at the destination under the strong wind but found that they could not land and had to turn back. There were a large number of passengers stranded in various airports. Skirts can only be pressed at the bottom of the box, and a military coat sold for 50 yuan has become a hot commodity.

Tickets and boarding passes were all invalid, and the final situation became that the staff held up signs and shouted, "Those who go to a certain place can fly, and those who go to a certain place follow me", and countless passengers packed their bags and swarmed away.

Therefore, Qiu He returned to school from other places a whole week later than planned. On the day he arrived in Beijing, the taxi had just started, and it was raining and sleet again. The lucky feeling of the day of birth arises spontaneously.

Although the city in front of me was still gloomy and oppressive as if it had collapsed.The weather was bad, and there were not many students walking around in the campus. It was desolate and desolate left over from the chaos of war.Qiu He didn't want to bother others, and carried the suitcase up to the sixth floor by herself. The abundant heating in the bedroom made her feel much better.The three roommates were all there, and she greeted them one by one, but felt that everyone was not enthusiastic: "What happened?"

"Gu Chuchu is dead." Xue Tao paused every word, his eyes fixed on Qiu He's face.There was a pale light in front of her, and a strong wind whimpered through the corridor behind her.

(End of this chapter)