With a loud voice and heavy drinking, the man was drunk.
Ning Yue felt it, but he started kicking the door.
If the door is really kicked open by him - ning Yue's face is bloodless with fear, and only the alarm is left in her mind
She shivered her hands and searched for her mobile phone. When she finally found it and was ready to dial it out, a woman's curse came out of the room: "quarrel with you, what are you doing? If you don't look at what time it is, you will know that you are drunk. You don't have eyes or brains when my mother lives in the opposite door. Drink your uncle's! What a shame for my mother! "
It was followed by a fight and a kick, followed by a drunken man's return.
Through this door, Ning Yue can imagine that the two men performed all their martial arts in the corridor outside.
The noise didn't stop until it was dark.
The door was completely quiet, and she put down her heart. After turning her arm, she felt stiff. Her cell phone was pinched in her palm and sweated.
She had no time to think before in the panic. If this person really rushes in, what should she do? But now think about it, it's enough to make people sweat.
It was a very tiring evening. She just smiled bitterly as the sky began to brighten outside. This is her current situation. Without Fu Jin Yan, she is nothing but such a life.
But that's not what she wants.
Anyway, she couldn't sleep, so she turned on the computer and began to repair the manuscript.
When you immerse yourself in your own world, you can't feel the passage of time. For Ning Yue, it's the same. Until she's hungry and grunts, she just looks at the time in the lower right corner of the computer. She's surprised that it's noon. No wonder she's hungry.
But looking at the manuscript that she had edited according to the requirements of the publishing house, she felt as if it had completely deviated from her original ideas. These were not what she wanted. The writing was raw and without feeling, and immediately lost most of her appetite.
In fact, her favorite novel writer in these years is Mingyue. She began to read the author's book when she was very young. Through the message exchange with the author, she knew that Mingyue was in a city with her, but she was very low-key. She didn't show her face in these years. It can be seen from the lines in her words that she was a happy woman and had a wonderful family life Superior, so she wrote books not for making money, but for her hobbies.
Many things in the world are like this. I don't care to put in willows and willows for shade, because what I don't write for any purpose is the most sincere and full of feelings, and also the most resonant thing for readers.
Ning Yue watched this bright moon from the beginning to the present. In fact, her fame is better than that of Minghao. However, since she said that she would prepare a new book three years ago, there has been little news about her in these years. However, if she doesn't publish a book, it will be very hot.
Ning Yue often lingers in her micro blog these years. It seems that the words on her micro blog can bring people peace and stability.
This time, however, Ning Yue opened the microblog and found a hot search on the microblog about Mingyue.
Mingyue is about to publish a new book -
she feels very excited at once. She runs to Mingyue's microblog and finds that there are tens of thousands of messages and hundreds of thousands of forwarding messages under the microblog on which the new book notice is placed.
God, although she has been silent for so many years, I didn't expect that so many readers are looking forward to her. Ning Yue feels her heart beating so much that she would like to finish reading this new book at once.
The new book is a love movie with suspense. It's fascinating to see the introduction.
In addition, the notice of the new book also says that tomorrow moon will select ten lucky readers from the message to meet and communicate.
This is really exciting news.
Although there have been tens of thousands of messages, the hope she drew is very slim, but Ning Yue still wants to try, so she unreservedly expressed her love for Mingyue in words, and wrote down the maximum number of words in the message until it was divided into several pieces.
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City a. In a small studio, several workers are busy.
Although the studio is small, the decoration is very warm, the window is clear, and the window is facing the largest river in a city, which can be said to be scenery infinite.
"Sister Su, your readers are so enthusiastic. In a short time, they have left more than 20000 messages."
"That's it, and it's still being refreshed." Another girl also followed and said, "it's not just that you can't do it. It must be a surprise."
At this time, the small room inside was opened, and a woman in loose and comfortable clothes came out of it.
Gentle face and calm smile make people feel like a spring breeze. Every move sends out a strong sense of happiness. It's clearly in their forties, but it looks like a girl: "you two are exaggerating again, aren't you?""No, if you don't believe it, look at it yourself, sister su. Since you said that you would prepare a new book three years ago, every day, readers keep sending us private letters, wanting to know your news."
"It's called mystery. The more they don't know, the more curious they are and the more they pay attention to it. Only when the news comes out can they be shocked. You see it's the same as it is now."
Suya smiled and could not help laughing as they were fighting there.
It seems that she disappeared in the past three years. In fact, she just didn't appear on the Internet. She lived a peaceful life, took care of her children, wrote books, and was calm but happy. But now, when news comes out, she is concerned by so many people, which is also a kind of happiness.
"Sister Su, come to see. This reader adores you very much. He has sent so many messages and is very sincere."
"Every reader's message is sincere. It seems that it's very difficult to take only 10 messages back."
Suya sneered. "I'll see for myself."
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after the news was sent out, Ning Yue went downstairs to eat something and strolled around again. When she returned to the room, she found that the door of the room was open.
She was shocked to find that it was stolen.
Yes, her computer is missing
Fortunately, the wallet was not stolen, but the computer is her only valuable thing, and there are all her efforts in the computer during this period.
She immediately found the hotel and asked why the thief had entered, but the hotel was not clear, so she had to call the police.
Only after the police came to inquire did they know that all the monitoring facilities in the hotel were set up.
Even if it rained in the night, she would have met with all kinds of bad luck --