All the people who like me are other people’s girlfriends! ?

Banai saw that the advice she had just given was more pertinent and useful than that of most readers. This was considering that she had not read many two-dimensional works. He thought it was already very impressive - this might be related to her generous yet delicate personality.

"Modeling is obviously more suitable for me than editing."

Banaijian rolled his eyes, then turned around, trying to show off his body curves.

"Model?" Qingye raised an eyebrow, his eyes fixed on Hanaijian's waistline—or rather, his belly—with a curious look. "If you want to be a model, the first thing you need to do is quit snacking."

"Then it seems that I can only become a star!"

Lightspeed gave up.

Qingye smiled and walked to the window. The bright moon hung high in the night sky, as if he could touch it with his hand.

The cherry blossoms have long since faded, the green has deepened, and the air is already filled with the scent of summer.

There are still four days left until submission.

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ps: 4,000 words! (hint

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027. Black tea, sticky notes

Qingye stared at the document on the laptop and rubbed his hot eyes. The afternoon sun cast a warm glow on the cover of the novel, and dust floated in the beam of light.

"It's so bitter..." He picked up the can beside him and poured the last sip of coffee into his mouth. The bitter taste made his face wrinkle.

He went to bed very late these past two days and still had to work during the day, so in order to stay alert, he had to rely on external forces.

After a short rest, Qingye continued to bury his head in revisions. However, when he moved the document to the paragraph that Banaijian mentioned yesterday, he was inexplicably distracted and thought of the girl's "dream" yesterday.

His primary purpose in writing light novels was of course to make money and hone his skills, an absolutely utilitarian idea, but now suddenly there is only one thing left in his life. He has forgotten to eat and is going all out as if walking on thin ice, while at the same time he is worried, as if he is facing a trial.

If it was just for the money, it should be easier.

"This should be... the feeling of working towards a goal?" Qingye frowned.

Just like athletes practicing day and night for a big competition, or students staying up late to study for the college entrance examination, maybe it was for the limelight and scores at the beginning, but at the final moment, it is not just for these. All kinds of emotions have become entangled and become a simple thought.

Want to succeed.

So I can endure loneliness, work hard, and burn.

That's the feeling.

Qingye let out a light breath, turned his feelings at the moment into words, engraved them on another world, and prayed that one day it could be conveyed to someone, even a little bit, hoping to guide them towards the light.

The feeling is coming!

Qingye subconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to pick up the coffee drink to recharge and continue working, but he grabbed nothing. The next second, a slight collision sound rang in his ears.

He looked up in confusion. A cup of steaming black tea had appeared on the table in front of him. Water droplets condensed on the surface were sliding down along the cartoon Shiba Inu sticker - this was Yanaijian's cup.

Qingye stood up and saw only a flash of blue hair passing by the door of the lounge.

"This guy……"

He realized something, raised his water glass, rubbed it gently with his fingers, and the smile on his face softened.

Although Banaijian was a bit greedy and guarded her food, she was indeed a good girl, even a good girlfriend. She would silently support her as she worked hard to climb to the top of the mountain, and would give her a hug when she was frustrated or tired... Don't think about it! This is too despicable!

Qingye quickly stopped the dangerous thoughts in his mind and sat down with the water cup, but at this moment, his fingers seemed to touch something slightly hard.

He uttered a soft "huh" and turned the cup over. Then, he saw a pink sticky note stuck on the cup. He took it off and took a look -

"Qingye-kun's eyes are three times redder than yesterday. You should pay more attention to your health!"

The handwriting was unexpectedly beautiful. At the end of the sentence, there was a picture of a spectacled rabbit holding a sign with the word "Win" written on it in a funny way. At this time, the sunlight happened to shine through the window, and the handwriting and the rabbit seemed to be shining.

Qingye was stunned. He stared at the handwriting on it. After a while, he silently put the note away.

He just felt his lips were dry and wanted to drink water, so he brought the cup to his mouth - wait! This seems to be the water cup that Banai saw!

In other words, indirectly.

Qingye suddenly woke up and stopped abruptly when the cup of water was about to touch his lips.

So why use your own cup?! Even being careless has its limits! Just use mine... mine... He glanced around the table, but didn't see the familiar cup. It occurred to him that he'd only had soft drinks and tap water today, and the cup was still lying quietly in his backpack.

...You can’t blame Ba Nai for this.

She didn't mean it either.

Qingye's gaze returned to the cup, his expression conflicted.

Ba Nai saw a used water cup...

Perhaps it was the girl's behavior just now that had entered his heart. He could not help but imagine the charming way that Ba Nai Jian usually drank water. The girl's cherry lips were always moist and shiny, and then her lips slightly opened to make contact with the water cup. And now he had to use the same position...

This is wrong!

Qingye's mouth twitched, and he felt ashamed of the unclean thoughts in his mind. He quickly pushed the cup away, but when he thought about it carefully, Banaijian often washed the cup and had washed it in front of him yesterday. It seemed that there was no need to be so serious... After all, they often ate snacks together.

No, no! Still no!

"What are you doing here?"

A sweet voice came over. Banaijian was standing at the door, watching Qingye stretching out his claws towards the cup like a cat and then quickly retracting them, with a subtle look on his face.

"fine."

After seeing the real person, Qingye coughed and completely regained his composure. With a sage-like calm smile on his face, he took out his water cup from his backpack and poured all the black tea in Hanaijian's cup into it.

When Banai saw his actions, he realized something and the tips of his ears turned red silently.

"I didn't prepare this specially for you, humph!"

She folded her arms across her chest and turned her face away, as if imitating a tsundere heroine.

However, before Qingye could complain, he laughed instead.

"This is the buy-one-get-one-free tea bag from the convenience store. I happened to have some extra, so I made one for you!" She blinked.

——It looks like the truth.

"is it?"

Qingye was not surprised at all by Banaijian's style, but... he glanced into the water cup unconsciously and felt a little confused.

There's no tea bag in it?

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ps: It’s so noisy during the day, I’ll try hard to write another chapter!

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028. Blushing, Xue

"By the way, why are you still here at this hour?"

Qingye took a sip of black tea and asked curiously, it was Saturday afternoon and rest time. If it were in the past, Banaijian would have gone out to eat a lot.

"This, this..."

The blue-haired girl's eyes wandered for a moment, and she answered confidently, "It's to complete the homework for next week's home economics class! After all, the store has a full range of tools!"

"This isn't a tailor shop..."

After complaining, Qingye saw that Banai was holding several balls of wool in her arms, and there was a book with an unclear name on the table. She was really learning to knit something.

From his perspective, the girl sat quietly at the table, her head slightly lowered, sewing needle passing through the felt, like a virtuous and elegant girl - even the way she occasionally flipped through the book and scratched her head was beautiful.

Qingye smiled and turned his attention to his work.

Snap, clatter, gurgle.

The sounds of keyboards, turning pages, and drinking water intertwined in the small lounge.

At a certain moment, Qingye stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at the girl, opened his mouth, and then closed it again.

It was strange… He could have just said it frankly like usual, but why did he feel a little nervous now?

He kept weaving words in his mind, and finally, he said to himself:

"I saw the note. The rabbit is very cute. Thank you."

——Although he could express his feelings with exaggerated jokes, he was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

The gentle words that sounded in his ears made Banaijian's hands tremble slightly.

pain.

The needle tip accidentally pierced her index finger, and tiny drops of blood oozed out instantly. The blue-haired girl frowned and subconsciously glanced at Qingye. After confirming that he didn't notice, she wiped it with a tissue - bumps and bruises are inevitable in daily work, and as long as it doesn't leave scars, she doesn't care much about such minor injuries.

Banaijian has never been a delicate girl.

Compared to this, she cares more about...

Banaijian quietly looked up at Qingye again, but this time Qingye looked over at him, and their eyes accidentally met.

In the silence, Banaijian lowered her little head, her soft blue hair covering her expression and ears. After several seconds, she suddenly stood up.

"It's just a matter of convenience... I need to go to the toilet!"

She quickly opened the door and closed it with a snap.

Through the door, the girl finally exhaled a breath of hot air and gently placed the back of her hand on her cheek.

So hot.

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Qingye glanced at the girl's hurriedly leaving back, but didn't think much about it. In his opinion, since Banaijian could share snacks as important as his life without any shyness, it was normal for him to make a cup of tea to encourage his good brother!

Yes, it is like that!

He nodded repeatedly in his heart, saved the document, then picked up Banaijian's teacup and put it on the table for her.

Just at this moment, Qingye noticed the name of the book that Banaijian had been reading.

*

Ten p.m.

After sending Banaijian home as usual, Qingye hurried to the Internet cafe with the smell of food on his body.

Sit down, turn on the computer, and open the web page.

The computer screen shows an example of a Dengeki Bunko submission:

"Pen name, real name, contact information, home address..."

Qingye couldn't help scratching his head. He could put the restaurant's phone number as the contact information, but what about his home address? Did he have to fill in a certain internet cafe or a certain hotel?

Even though document review is much more relaxed than other jobs, it doesn't mean you can just write whatever you want.

"How about... filling in Banaijian's house first?"

Qingye pondered for a few seconds, and a thought popped into his mind. After all, this was not an important thing, just like a delivery address.

"Let's ask Lao Ba for his opinion tomorrow."

With his mind at rest, Qingye felt much more relaxed. He temporarily wrote down Yanami's full address in a document. Huh? Why did I memorize her address so naturally? Stalker!

He felt inexplicably guilty. At this moment, a glaring red dot was jumping in the notification bar of the web page - someone sent him a private message.

He clicked on the red dot.

"Being pestered for writing guidance by a stranger at midnight—is this a new form of cyberbullying?"

——That was a reply from a user named "Snow".

Qingye then remembered that he had sent a message to the other party yesterday... Isn't your aggressiveness a bit too strong?

Then there was a second reply.

"If I had extra time."

——Seems like she’s still a tsundere.

Qingye blinked, looked at the time in the lower right corner, thought about it, and decided to send the other party a message - he now needs more opinions and references, and it would be good to have a higher chance of passing the manuscript!