I asked you to write a light novel, but you wrote about living?

late at night.

In the editorial office of Midtown Observer, only a few workstations still had their lights on.

Tang Wan sat in her seat, having just finished processing the last batch of manuscripts for the day.

At least, they should have been the last batch.

She raised her hand to close the review page, but several more special topic proposals awaiting confirmation popped up on the other side of the work screen.

Tang Wan glanced at the time.

It was past midnight.

She didn't leave immediately, but instead reopened the topmost file.

She has been like this for almost all these years.

Work that can be completed on the same day will never be delayed until the next day.

She always made it a habit to personally review manuscripts that could be submitted to other editors.

Everyone in the editorial department knows that Tang Wan is a hard worker.

Only her best friend Chen Jianjia knew that she wasn't serious; she just didn't want to be idle.

Because when people have free time, they tend to think about things they don't usually want to think about.

Tang Wan never responded to that statement; she simply filled her schedule to the brim.

meeting.

Reviewing manuscripts.

Topic selection.

Interview plan.

As long as she is tired enough when she gets home each day, she can stop thinking about anything and go straight to sleep until the next day.

But people can't work forever.

After finishing another project proposal, Tang Wan rubbed her slightly sore eyes and leaned back in her chair.

She poured herself a cup of coffee, intending to rest for a few minutes.

Just then, the private terminal vibrated slightly.

A special notification appeared in her field of vision.

[The author you follow, "Yu Huashi," has released a new work.]

[Title: Take Her Eyes With You]

Tang Wan paused slightly as she held the coffee.

She didn't start paying attention to Yu Wen very early.

Initially, it was all because of Chen Jianjia.

When "To Live" was embroiled in a plagiarism controversy, Chen Jianjia approached her, hoping to use the influence of "Central City Observer" to speak up for Yu Wen.

Tang Wan did not readily agree.

It wasn't until Chen Jianjia told her the complete story of "The Little Prince" that she had heard from Yu Yin that she found out.

Later, Tang Wan risked getting the story featured on the front page of Midtown Observer.

After that incident passed, she also started paying attention to Yu Huashi.

At first, I just wanted to see what the people I chose to believe in would write next.

This interest has remained to this day.

However, she only ever paid attention to Yu Huashi's works.

She didn't watch the unexpected live stream tonight.

She had no idea what was happening during the live stream.

It wasn't until this moment, when a notification popped up on her terminal, that she realized Yu Huashi had published another short story.

And it's such a strange name.

"Take her glasses..."

Tang Wan read it aloud in a low voice.

She glanced at the unfinished work beside her, then at the coffee in her hand.

A few seconds later, she closed the special feature.

It's just a short story.

I can watch it during my break; it won't take long.

Tang Wan clicked on "Take Her Eyes".

……

Originally, she just intended to take a casual look.

But when she looked up again, the coffee in her cup had gone completely cold.

The story has come to an end.

The editorial office was quiet.

The text on the screen remained on the last page.

Tangwan did not close.

Her gaze lingered on the last sentence, remaining fixed on it for a long time.

No matter where I go, I will never be far from her.

Outside the editorial office, the lights of the hovercar sped through the buildings hundreds of meters high.

On the GG screen in the distance, a grassland scene is playing on a loop.

The lush green meadow stretched all the way to the horizon.

When the wind blows, the blades of grass undulate like ocean waves.

That was a promotional video for a holographic tourism company.

The picture quality is so exquisite that there are no flaws.

Tang Wan looked at the grassland and suddenly remembered that many years ago, someone sat next to her and shook his head at a similar scene.

"Fake."

said the man.

Tang Wan was still reviewing the manuscript at the time and didn't even look up.

"Holographic real-scene scanning, 99.9% accuracy, where's the fakeness?"

"The wind is fake."

"Even the grass is fake."

"Even the clouds in the sky are added temporarily because the algorithm thinks they look better in that position."

Tang Wan finally looked away from the manuscript.

"When did you, a photojournalist, start studying algorithms?"

Gu Yu leaned against her desk, still holding that outdated camera in his hand.

"I don't need to study it."

"Just one look and I know that's not something I could have photographed."

Tang Wan glanced at the GG screen.

"That's because their skills are better than yours."

Gu Yu wasn't angry.

Instead, he nodded seriously.

"So I decided to learn it in person."

He raised his hand and pointed to the grassland in the picture.

"Let's go there after this project is finished."

"I don't shoot news or do interviews."

"Just sit here for one day."

"Look at the grass, feel the breeze."

Tang Wan lowered her head and continued reviewing the manuscript.

"I don't have time."

"I've checked your schedule; you have three open slots next month."

"Those three days are for reserve time."

"What should be reserved for?"

"Temporary job."

Gu Yu remained silent for a few seconds.

He then reached out and shrunk the review screen in front of her by half.

Tang Wan looked up at him: "Gu Yu!"

"I just want to remind you that there are other things in this world besides work."

"for example?"

"Like me."

Tang Wan stared at him for two seconds, then zoomed in on the light screen again.

"You should hand in your manuscript first."

Gu Yu laughed.

"OK."

"After I submit my manuscript, you'll come with me."

Tang Wan neither agreed nor refused.

Gu Yu took it as her consent.

Before leaving the editorial office that day, he even left a travel plan on her desk.

Tang Wan only glanced at it.

It says at the top:

[A three-day trip to the grasslands.]

Below is a line of bold text.

[Tang Wan is not allowed to bring work with her!!!]

She found the plan cumbersome and casually stuffed it into a drawer.

Later, someone else submitted the manuscript on Gu Yu's behalf.

The special feature is not over yet.

Gu Yu was involved in an accident during a field interview and never returned.

When Tang Wan arrived at the hospital, she only managed to retrieve his personal belongings.

A camera.

A memory.

There was also a travel plan that was automatically marked as incomplete by the terminal.

After Gu Yu passed away, Tang Wan did not take a long leave of absence.

The day after the funeral, she returned to the editorial office.

Her position is no different from before she left.

The table was piled high with manuscripts awaiting processing.

The work screen was filled with unread messages.

On top of the drawer, there was still the plan left by Gu Yu.

Tang Wan took it out.

It is not open.

He simply locked it in a storage cabinet at home, along with his belongings.

After that, she continued to hold meetings and review manuscripts as usual.

As usual, I sent back those articles with incoherent sentences for rewriting.

Some people are worried about her.

She only said that she was fine.

Later, everyone really thought she was alright.

Only Chen Jianjia knew that Tang Wan had filled her schedule even more than before.