Bai zhantang didn't understand that his boss had to aggrieve himself. He didn't want to take a plane, high-speed railway or a special bus. He had to take a bus to his hometown.
Liu Fan also doesn't want to explain that he has become famous and has his own career and capital, but he doesn't want to make it public. He should keep a low profile.
After talking to Mo Xiaobai on wechat, Liu Fan packed his luggage and went to the passenger station to go home last morning.
Tiannan city is mountainous, less prosperous than Linhai City, but it is also one of the best cities in China.
Liu Fan stayed in Linhai because her ex girlfriend Bai Xiaoxin asked her not to leave home too far.
Therefore, Liu fan works hard and wants to buy a house and a car to give her the best life.
But time has changed, and now Liu fan has no such obsession.
The bus drove slowly, and soon left Linhai City, heading for the neighboring Tiannan.
There are not many people on the bus. The driver plays melodious light music, which adds a little spice to the boring journey.
Liu fan is sitting by the window, beside a girl who is not much different from his age. She looks very quiet in a light yellow floral skirt.
The bus was not fast and stable, so the girl took out her diary and didn't know what she was writing.
Liu fan is looking out of the window at the scenery, there is no mind to chat up.
It's really rare to be quiet for a long time.
Li Youwei is also quiet, maybe practicing or sleeping.
I don't know when, the girl beside Liu Fan chatted with a young man with long hair in the front seat.
This young man is a literary and artistic youth, constantly fiddling with bangs, and his clothes are all fashionable.
"Beauty, you've been writing. I guess you're a writer, aren't you?"
"How do you know?"
"Of course, it depends on your temperament. To tell you the truth, I'm a person who has published several books. At the first sight, I feel that your temperament is right."
"Wow, you've also written a book. What's its name..."
The two chatted quickly. The young man with long hair was very good at talking and knowing everything, although Liu Fan had never heard of the books he wrote.
Half an hour later, they soon became acquainted with each other like friends for many years.
"Well, it's a little sour to keep your neck askew all the time."
The young man with long hair felt his neck and complained that Yu Guang from the corner of his eyes looked at Liu Fan from time to time.
A fool can see that he wants to change his position with Liu fan so as to have a deeper communication with this beautiful writer.
Liu Fan how can not notice, but immediately automatically to ignore the past.
Wang Yingying has long noticed the handsome but silent man beside her.
In fact, from the moment she got on the bus, half of her attention was on Liu Fan.
Maybe Liu fan doesn't know himself enough. His charm has an amazing effect on any woman.
However, from time to time, she was detected by Liu Fan.
Five minutes later.
"Hello, man, can I change seats?"
The young man with long hair finally said, pointing to Wang Yingying, and said with a smile, "I know this beautiful woman and I hope we can sit together."
Wang Yingying's cheeks are slightly red and she takes a careful look at Liu Fan.
"No change."
Liu fan says decisively, tone is very insipid however.
The smile of the young man with long hair froze on his face.
"Ha ha, man, it's just a change of seat. I can see the scenery here, so it's convenient."
The young man with long hair was not reconciled, he continued.