Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

Sitting in a cafe with few customers, the two ordered a cup of coffee each, and then sat there quietly, with one expressionless and the other smiling.

"It's been a while since we met and contacted each other, Qiuyue-jun, how do you feel, these days."

"Nothing much has changed."

Picking up the coffee brought in front of him, he took a sip lightly, Xiao San didn't feel anything at all about what Okumuragawa said.

"Isn't that because Qiuyue-kun concealed your identity? If it is known directly that the author who won the Xinchaosha Newcomer Award is a young man who has not even reached adulthood, it will probably cause a big wave."

"At that time, my troubles will also increase."

I don't think that everyone will be satisfied with his works and have a good impression of him. Once his identity and age are exposed, he may attract a lot of attention and trouble.

People who like and dislike a thing tend to be in direct proportion. As for the exact ratio, Xiaosan is not sure, but he can be sure that as long as he conceals his identity, even if someone wants to make trouble for him, he will definitely not be able to find him.

For the sake of some topics and effects, he exposed his identity, and might be surrounded by people while walking on the road?

Xiaosan doesn't want his life to be spotlighted all the way, he doesn't want to be watched forever, and if something goes wrong, his name will appear in newspapers and news.

"Still as calm as ever. If other people of this age have written an award-winning work, they will probably be excited and want the whole world to know about it?"

"Really? Maybe."

Looking at Xiaosan who reacted flatly, Okumuragawa couldn't help shaking his head slightly. Perhaps it was precisely because of the calmness of the young man in front of him that he could write such insightful works.

The taste of coffee was slightly bitter, Xiaosan didn't like it very much, not even coffee, but when he came to this kind of place, he didn't know what else he could order besides coffee, so he casually ordered a cup.

"Apart from these, is there anything else you want to ask me out to meet today?"

Okumuragawa saw that Xiaozou was talking about the topic, but his body sat up a little bit, with a hesitant and contemplative expression on his face, as if he was deliberating and thinking about something.

But looking at Xiaosan's calm gaze, Okumuragawa felt that he had nothing to hesitate, so he told the young boy in front of him what was on his mind.

"Actually, the publishing house hopes that you can launch the next work as soon as possible. It is best to achieve a series and stabilize your popularity."

Immediately, Xiaosan's mouth opened and closed slightly, and his expression gradually became weird. He tilted his head slightly, and looked at Okumuragawa who was sitting opposite him with some arrogant and mocking eyes. It was not because of anything else. It's just because what the other party said is too incomprehensible, too impossible.

"A new work? Do you want a series?"

For Xiaosan's playful eyes, Okumuragawa didn't find it strange, because he himself knew very well how unreasonable his request was.

Sighing softly, he picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip.

"The taste of the coffee here is a bit weak. Well, I can't help it. Although there are many responsible writers, most of them are just mediocre. The only person who can make it to the stage is Qiuyue-kun. In such a situation, the guy in the publishing house who doesn't like me must have taken action, Qiuyue-kun understands?"

The other party's words seemed extremely helpless, but his eyes and expression kept sending a message to Xiaosan.

'If I was screwed by someone in the publishing house, then your works in the future will not be as easy as they are now. Do you want to win an award?Forget it. '

After what happened last time, Xiaosan and the fat guy in front of him can also be said to be in a relationship of both prosperity and loss. The higher the position of the other party in the publishing house, the better for Xiaosan. Provide Xiaosan with a lot of convenience and freedom.

Once something happened to Okumuragawa, then Xiaosan, he probably had to find another family and start over.

"I understand, but it may take about half a year."

"Half a year?"

Thick and long brows could not help but frown, the time Xiaosan needed was too long, for an ordinary person, it was too long.

But thinking about it carefully, he also has a lot of things to deal with now, and he has just been promoted, and there is really no need to be too anxious, so he relaxed and nodded slightly.

"I understand. During this time, I will try my best not to disturb you."

"That's it?"

"Ah."

The two nodded lightly. For the rest of the matter, Xiao San was not in the mood to chat with the man in front of him. Seeing that there was nothing else to do, he turned around and left.

As for the money for the coffee, it must be paid by the other party.

Seeing the back of Xiao San leaving, Okumuragawa, who was not in a hurry to leave, sat quietly in the shop, watching the figure disappear, he sighed slowly.

"An eventful autumn."

Not to mention what kind of doubts Okumuragawa will face in the publishing house, those things have no influence on Xiaosan, to be precise, in fact, they have no influence at all.

At most, it would be a little troublesome to change to another publishing house, and he didn't want to be hung on the tree of Xinchaosha by that fellow Okumuragawa, he prefers a feeling of freedom.

Walking on the street, looking at the passers-by, and thinking about it carefully, maybe summer is coming again.

"Summer."

Thinking of the last summer, it seems to be still vivid in his memory, but unfortunately, in winter, during those festivals, he squatted at his home and spent it quietly by himself.

"What should I do next? The weather is not bad. It would be too boring to go back and stay at home. If I go out, I don't have anyone to be a guest. Are you going to find Shayi? We haven't seen each other for a while."

There is some hesitation in my heart. I haven't seen each other for such a long time, but I don't really want to meet.

I can't tell if it's because I'm worried about being unfamiliar, or what, Xiaosan standing on the side of the street sighed slowly, took his own steps, and walked in the opposite direction...

"Um...uh...uh..."

The fingers were tightly clasped in Yuezi's mouth, and the saliva was still dripping down the fingers. Today's Xiaosan has no extra thoughts to care about those. He closed his eyes tightly, knelt on the bed, and kept moving his body to front impact.

Xiyuanji Yuezi, whose mind was blank, rolled his eyes and uttered strange ravings, Xiaosan tightly grasped one hand, while the other tremblingly propped up on the bed.

After such a long time, Xiaosan and Xiyuanji Yuezi also inadvertently resumed the strange relationship before, but they rarely saw each other.