Stardust

Chapter 4 Love in Light Age Rainbow Reflection Black and White Memories (1)
【One】

What is trust—

Trust is to give everything to the person he trusts, including his life. No matter how many gossips, or how many difficulties and obstacles there are, that kind of trust will become the driving force for him to overcome everything.

What is the commitment-

Commitment means that once you say something, you must bravely face all the consequences caused by these words. Even if some unexpected things happen, you must persist in bearing until the end.

Xinhua Book Center.

ten o'clock in the morning.

Ji Moqing walked into the signing venue alone. The entire seventh floor was crowded with people waiting to sign.

Sitting on the signing table, Ji Moqing glanced at the staff maintaining order, then at a girl about her age standing in front of her waiting to sign, and smiled very lightly: "Why do you like me?" s work?"

The girl was taken aback, obviously not knowing why she asked such a question, and the expression on her face suddenly became tense.

After signing her name, the hand that handed out the book remained frozen in the air. Ji Moqing still had a faint smile on her face, as if she was waiting for something. At this moment, the noisy signing venue formed a strong contrast with the quietness in front of her. .

"I like it because I like it. You don't need a reason to like your work." The girl said this sentence in one breath, and there was silence within a ten-meter range centered on her.

"Yes, I like it because I like it."

"You don't need a reason to like someone."

"I like you for no reason."

Ji Moqing lowered her head, the long hair on her shoulders fell down, her black hair reflected her face extraordinarily transparent, just like the thin transparent film on the front page of the new book, "So, do you believe me?"

"Believe it, absolutely believe it."

"Yes, trust you."

"Ji Moqing, I believe in you."

"Because I believe, so I believe, there is no need for any reason."

Because I like it, I like it.

Because believe, so believe.

"But why?" Ji Mochao asked lightly, as if he was asking himself.

"Because a person's heart can be seen from a book."

I have never received such a tidy answer before, and I suddenly feel that winter is not cold, but also has the warmth of spring, blowing like the wind on the already cooled heart.

It is clearly the same words, but they sound different.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the signing will end.

Under the arrangement of the staff, Ji Moqing walked out of the Xinhua Book Shopping Center, put on sunglasses and stood in front of the glass door that came and went, everything in front of her was dark brown, nothing else.

In her eyes, the world may only have this color.

The temperature in the body has been eroded by the cold air of this winter, and the rest is only cold.

Bei Xi walked towards her through the crowd, and what she saw was her motionless figure, standing in place, with her skirt and long hair blowing against the wind, she seemed to not belong to this world any more.

After receiving Wen Zichen's call, he immediately set off to this place, not for any reason, just to protect her by her side instead of Wen Zichen when Wen Zichen was not around.

Not for anything else, just for protection.

It seemed that after a long time, Bei Xi's shadow gradually appeared in Ji Moqing's eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised, "Why did you come, Bei Xi."

Bei Xi scratched her short, loose hair and said with a smile, "I'll be the flower protector."

"It's not funny at all." Before he could speak, Ji Moqing had already stepped out without any thought, just wanted to get as far away from this noisy place as possible.

Bei Xi immediately followed behind her.

I didn't know where she was going or what she was going to do, but I just followed her quietly and kept a certain distance.This is probably what a flower protector should do.

Ji Moqing walked through the crowd to the side of the road, stopped at the red light.

There are vehicles coming and going in front of me, and the huge sound echoes in my ears, the sound of cars passing by, the sound of crowds making noise and discussing, the sound of wind blowing, the sound of leaves falling on the ground, and the sound of winter.

But the heart is silent, without a sound, as if everything has been thrown away, there is nothing, and I can't feel anything.

She suddenly wanted to move forward, as if she could see what she had lost for a long time when she walked to the front, so that she would not see anything, hear anything, or feel anything.

"Qingqing."

Why did she move forward before reaching the green light?Does wearing sunglasses affect normal vision?
The arm was pulled tightly, and the force almost crushed her bones. Ji Moqing raised her head suddenly, a car stopped half a meter in front of her, and the driver's head stuck out the window He shouted and cursed loudly: "Hey, how do you walk, you don't even look at the traffic lights, are you blind?"

Blind?
No, I'm not blind, I just can't see the way ahead.

"Qingqing."

There was another gentle call, and Bei Xi's worried expression came into view when she turned her head. Ji Moqing was just slightly taken aback, then stepped back to his side, and said softly, "Thank you."

Thank you for holding me back, thank you for not letting the scene happen again.

【two】

Memory is pale.

It's like a black and white photo, as if re-demonstrating the colorless past in the brain, but it is precisely because there is no color that there is no feeling when thinking about it.

No pain, no resentment, no emotion.

Only white, black, and pale.

【three】

When Chu Xiao saw her, she was walking in from the school gate with her notebook in her arms. As usual, she wrapped herself tightly, only showing a beautiful and clear face, her cheeks were so fair that there was no trace of blush.

What is different from usual is that the black car that picks her up every day is not parked at the school gate.

"Ji Moqing."

A very loud sound pierced the morning mist.

Ji Moqing stopped and turned around. Chu Xiaoyi had already trotted all the way over. There seemed to be a gentle expression on his face forever, and suddenly he didn't know what it was like.

"What's the matter, Chu Xiaoyi?"

"There's something I want to talk to you about."

Ji Moqing turned around and walked forward, walked to a bench beside the campus path and sat down, put the notebook flat on her legs, and Chu Xiaoyi also sat on the bench silently, the bone-chilling coldness immediately Penetrating into her body, she turned her head to look at her side face, expressionless.

Is not It Cold?
He really wanted to ask her, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth.

After a moment of silence, Chu Xiaoyi asked, "Ji Moqing, do you know 'Chutian Radio and Television Station'?"

Ji Moqing didn't speak, and opened the notebook directly. Since it was in standby mode, she only needed to swipe the mouse area to enter the desktop, and double-clicked the network icon on the desktop to open the Baidu Homepage.

Quickly enter "Chutian Radio and Television Station" in the blank space of the search bar with your finger, click "Go," and tens of millions of results will appear in the next second, move your finger to the topmost one, and click to open ——

The official website of Chutian Radio and Television Station.

Chutian Radio and Television Station is a subsidiary of Chu Media Group. It has seven broadcast channels, news, economy, art, music, transportation and life channels. It was once rated as the most popular radio station by the media.

She just stared at the screen without even raising her eyes, without any intention of turning her head to look at Chu Xiaoyi.

Chu Xiaoyi didn't know what she was going to do. No one had ever been as quiet as her, as if she couldn't hear or see. It seemed that there was nothing in her world, a blank space.

"Chutian..."

"I know." Chu Xiaoyi didn't expect his words to be interrupted by Ji Moqing without any warning, but she still didn't look up but just stared at the screen, continuing to say: "It's your company .”

"That's right, I came to you because Chutian Radio Station hopes to invite you to record a radio program."

"Oh?" Ji Moqing raised her eyebrows, her lips raised very shallowly, a smile that was not a smile.

No surprises, it seems that they are just listening to ordinary things. If ordinary people would have been surprised when they heard the word Chu, but she was not. For idol writers, it has also become an extremely ordinary thing.

"I've never worked with your company before."

"Actually, I never paid attention to those things. It's just that my family heard that you transferred to the school I attended, so it would be more convenient for me to contact you." Chu Xiaoyi explained, while the surrounding The atmosphere became very abnormal and strange.

"If you invite a writer to participate in a radio program as a company, I think you should contact my agent directly." After speaking, he moved the mouse to the upper right corner of the screen, closed the web page, and naturally chose to go to standby. Shut down the computer.

All the movements are done in one go without delay.

Chu Xiaoyi panicked, thinking she was going to leave, but in a hurry, she grabbed her sleeve.

Ji Moqing raised her eyes to look at his hand, and flicked it lightly. With such an easy movement, Chu Xiao was stunned, and at the same time realized that she had done something wrong, so she froze in place.

It was quiet again.

Each other's breath is in the ear, connected with the wind, connected with the temperature, connected with the cold winter, melting...

"Is there anything else?" Ji Moqing's soft voice broke the moment of silence. She looked up at Chu Xiao who was much taller than her, and silently raised a beautiful arc on her lips, "About the broadcast Please contact my agent about the recording, if he agrees, there will be no problem."

After saying this, she had already stood up from the bench and walked around him, ready to walk away.

"I won't give up." He said to her back, his voice was not loud but extremely firm.

Ji Moqing smiled silently again, her footsteps stopped, her shallow voice brushed against his eardrums with the wind, and she didn't turn her head back, "Do you often say this to people?"

As soon as Chu Xiao raised her eyes, she still didn't understand the meaning of what she said. She had already walked far away, obviously walking very slowly, but she also unconsciously moved a certain distance away from him.

Is this the distance that an ordinary person should have from an idol writer queen?
But is he an ordinary person?

The distance between people is not only in front of them.

One meter, ten meters, 100 meters, 1000 meters, and ten thousand meters represent not just distance, but a sky and an ocean between one heart and another.

It was during class when Bei Xi came to see her.

Ignoring the screams of the students in the classroom, she walked straight to the last row where she was sitting, and sat down beside her, the whole movement was not superfluous.

Ji Moqing didn't even roll her eyes, "Bei Xi, you're too ostentatious."

Pulling the scarf around her neck, Bei Xi blinked her blue eyes for a moment, leaned down slightly and whispered in her ear, "Do you know, your tone is a bit sour."

Ji Moqing gently pushed him away, her tone a little displeased: "Bei Xi, don't be so conspicuous, you are already conspicuous enough."

Hearing her words, Bei Xi noticed that all eyes in the class were focused on this place, and suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable, and he looked apologetically at the students in his direction She nodded, then turned her gaze back to Ji Moqing and asked her, "Qingqing, I thought you would sit in the most conspicuous place in the first row, but unexpectedly, you are sitting in the least conspicuous place, Why, oh..."

indeed.

The first day she came here was to sit in such a conspicuous position in the first row, but sitting that way was just to attract someone's attention. After achieving the goal, no matter where she sat, that gaze would still follow her .

A conspicuous person is conspicuous wherever he is.

Ji Moqing looked at the eyes cast not far ahead, smiled indifferently, then turned her eyes and frowned at Bei Xi, with accusations in her eyes: "What's the matter with you?"

"Isn't it because your caring manager is not around, my young master made an exception to perform what a flower protector should do and shoulder the responsibilities." Bei Xi said clearly, her face full of complacency. With a smile on her face, her short blond hair shone brightly in the morning light coming in from the window.

For the first time, Ji Moqing felt that this boy who was younger than her was very beautiful, different from Wen Zichen's stability, his big and blue eyes would often mislead people—an innocent child.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the classroom undoubtedly became very lively. A large group of boys and girls gathered in the last row, scrambling to ask questions.

"Bei Xi, are you Bei Xi?"

"Are you really Bei Xi?"

"It's really nice to meet you."

"I knew you were Bei Xi from the first time I saw you."

"Can you sign us?"

"Why did you come to Ji Moqing's classroom? Are you a couple?"

Ji Moqing suddenly became irritable, packed up her things and hugged them in her arms, and said to them politely, "Excuse me, can you step aside?"

Then, she passed through the tiny gap in the crowd. Beixi looked up and quickly passed through the crowd and followed behind her, "Qingqing, what's wrong with you? Why are you leaving? Wait a minute, right?" Is there any class left?"

what happened?Why?The reason she didn't know.

[Four]

"Chu Xiaoyi."

Ever since the quarrel in the restaurant, Chu Xiaoyi never saw Su Manlei again, and Su Manlei didn't call, the relationship has been in a frozen period.

At the end of the music class that day, Su Manlei was the first to rush into the class after the bell rang, walked up to him and held his arm in full view, smiling, "Why didn't you call me? I."

"Aren't you angry?" Chu Xiaoyi said lightly, her arms stiffened.

"I'm angry and you should call, as long as you call, I will forgive you." Su Manlei said with a smile, not seeing the astonishment in Chu Xiao's eyes.

Is he the one who is wrong?

"By the way, I heard from my friend that you went to find that talented female writer this morning."

Chu Xiao turned her head and looked at her with a chuckle, but there was a trace of displeasure in her eyes, "What's the matter, you seem to know my whereabouts very well."

When asked by him, Su Manlei's smile instantly became a little unnatural, and her voice became softer, "No, it's just my friend and I mentioned it, so I..."

"I'm looking for her because of some things in the company. You also know her influence, and my family's radio station also very much hopes to invite her to do a radio program."

"So, that's why you went to her in the morning?"

Chu Xiao nodded.

"Did she agree?"

Chu Xiaoyi's gaze dimmed for a moment, and she sighed softly, "It seems that it's not as simple as I thought." She didn't seem to be easy to get along with.

"What? Isn't your family's radio and television station more famous than a little writer like her? Why would she refuse your invitation?" Thinking of her, Su Manlei felt disgusted for some reason, it wasn't that she didn't like watching Ji Moqing The book I wrote, I just think she is very annoying.

It seems that Su Manlei didn't like her from the first sight.

"Maybe it's because the time hasn't been arranged yet." Chu Xiaoyi comforted herself. Perhaps, as an idol writer queen who stood at the pinnacle of literature, she might not be like that in the eyes of others.

Bei Xi didn't know what Ji Moqing was thinking, but actually walked into the school's broadcasting room.

The people in the broadcasting room rushed up one after another when they saw Ji Moqing, their eyes flickered one by one, everyone was very surprised, no one thought that Ji Moqing would come here.

"Hello, I'm the head of the radio room." A handsome girl stood up and greeted her first, "My name is Guo Xiaoya."

Ji Moqing also nodded very politely, "I just have something I want to discuss with you."

【Fives】

The broadcast is scheduled for one o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

There are still 10 minutes until the official recording and broadcasting.

Sitting in the radio room were Guo Xiaoya, Ji Moqing and Bei Xi.

There seemed to be a little nervousness floating in the quiet air, Guo Xiaoya looked at Ji Moqing's beautiful and fair side face, and suddenly felt nervous and didn't know what to do.

Maybe it wasn't nervous, but excited.

Guo Xiaoya suddenly felt that Ji Moqing's eyes were very familiar, very similar to a person, as bright, as dazzling as stars, but the difference was that there seemed to be a layer of alienation in her eyes, which made people uncomfortable Dare to get too close.

After 10 minutes, the recording officially started.

The host cleared his throat and said, "I'm very glad to be able to invite Ji Moqing, the top idol writer in the literary world, and Bei Xi, the most popular illustrator, today. A face-to-face communication between the writer and the handsome artist."

"Hi everyone, I'm Ji Moqing. It's a pleasure to meet you all."

"Hi everyone, I'm Bei Xi."

Ji Moqing smiled lightly, "But please don't use such pronouns to address me, you can call me Mo Qing."

Seemingly surprised, Guo Xiaoya paused for a moment and said, "Okay, Mo Qing."

"Yes, as long as anyone who likes literature knows that your works are very popular, and have always ranked first in the sales list of books in various places. What do you think about such achievements?"

"I am very glad that so many people like my works, and I am very grateful to the readers."

"Then, why did you choose to study in our school with such a high achievement?"

Ji Moqing clenched her hands underneath, still looking calm, "Learning is endless, and only after learning can there be new improvements. Moreover, this school has produced many well-known writers and works, so I Personally, I also believe in the level of teaching in the school.”

"Some people on the Internet say that your real age is not at all, is that true?"

"I really only have."

"So, Mo Qing, you published your first novel 'Mini Time' at the age of 16?"

"Yes, that's my first published novel, it's very young."

(End of this chapter)