I don't want to live again

Chapter 112 Chapter 112
Raindrops are falling from the eaves, and there are endless rustling sounds in the bamboo forest. The scenery here is really beautiful.

Song Qingcheng stood on the stone steps and listened attentively.

The last time he came, it seemed to be a certain day in his previous life. He didn't come to Lingyin Temple many times, and he didn't make any wishes... Maybe he did, but he didn't seem to remember it.

Hearing the sound of the rain at this time, he remembered, it seemed that he had made a wish at that time, it should be a group of beautiful wives and beautiful concubines, according to the situation in the previous life, it seemed to be fulfilled.

Wang Luohua came over from one side, stood beside him, and said softly: "Boss, what are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about anything...why, you don't want to make a wish?" Song Qingcheng shook his head and turned to look at her.

There is a light fragrance floating, that kind of fragrance is indeed her smell, it seems to be plum fragrance, which is even rarer.

Wang Luohua smiled: "When you get older, you don't have to ask for those extravagantly. If making a wish is useful, what's the use of working hard? If you want to realize your dream, you still want to rely on hard work."

"Maybe, but I don't think it's useless. Making a wish doesn't make you give up your efforts, but makes you work hard. One must have faith in life." Song Qingcheng shook his head.

The rain was beating on the oil-paper umbrella, the sound was a little dull, and raindrops were falling on the edge of the umbrella.

The wind blew, and the strands of it were raised, and the clothes were wet.

Wang Luohua looked at him and smiled: "Boss, you are not very old, how can you have so many sighs? These should be what the old man said, right?"

"You're not very old, are you?" Song Qingcheng smiled.

Wang Luohua shook her head: "I'm 28 years old, and I'm getting old too."

"That's not that big. I'm 39, and you're several years younger than me." Song Qingcheng said lightly.

In the previous life, he was indeed 39 years old.

Yes, he still remembers the year of rebirth very clearly. In 2021, just thinking about it, at that time, he still felt very young.

It's just that compared to now, he is really a bit old.

Wang Luohua smiled: "Boss, don't tell jokes, in Buddhism, you still have to be honest."

"I'm very frank. In my opinion, you are still very young... Okay, where is Miao Miao?" Song Qingcheng asked.

Wang Luohua pointed to a large hall on one side: "She went to ask about Qian Cheng."

"You go, I'll go for a walk, and I'll go to eat after a circle. It's cold, so go and stay in the hall. It's such a cold day, what kind of stockings are you wearing!"

Song Qingcheng shook his head, Wang Luohua frowned, looking more and more like a fox.

"People in our circle should not be afraid of the cold. We must always show our partners a little respect, and we should dress better."

Wang Luohua said seriously, and then changed the topic: "That Director Wang still stared at my legs several times."

"What's the use? The matter was not negotiated." Song Qingcheng shook his head.

Wang Luohua said in a low voice: "Why don't I ask him out alone? I think he seems to have this intention. Boss, don't worry, I won't be at a disadvantage."

"It's up to you." Song Qingcheng waved his hand, turned and left, and didn't bother to talk to her.

Wang Luohua looked at his back, smiled, and said loudly: "Boss, I just don't want to go."

Song Qingcheng waved his hand again, without turning his head, walked into the bamboo forest, turned around along the road, walked the road he had walked, his heart seemed to return to the past.

In a large hall, Miao Miao was worshiping Buddha there, Wang Luohua walked in, stood beside her, and waited quietly.

It wasn't until she got up that Wang Luohua smiled and said: "It's almost there?"

"It's almost there, sister, you don't want to make a wish?" Miao Miao asked.

Wang Luohua shook her head: "No need, I don't have any wishes to make anymore... You just asked about the future, right?"

"There is still marriage." Miao Miao said in a low voice with a red face.

Wang Luohua was startled, and turned to look at her: "You have someone you like...it can't be the boss, right?"

"Sister, do you think I still have a chance?" Miao Miao asked.

Wang Luohua smiled: "Do you know him? If you like someone, you can't just like him. You have to know his situation, such as whether he is married or not, whether he has a girlfriend or not.

Also, do you have any bad habits, such as gambling and beating women are not acceptable, and his family background doesn't mean that he must marry into a famous family, at least he couldn't be a member of the mixed society in the past. "

"The boss is a student of Tunghai University, and he is not married yet. He is very good at being admitted to Tunghai University, and he is capable of starting a company.

I heard that all the offices in Huanhai Center were bought, and he is also good-looking, handsome, and calm, much better than those actors around me. "

Miao Miao spoke very happily, Wang Luohua smiled: "Yes, he is so good, do you think you are the only one who likes him? Who can not like such a man?
Once you are trapped, it will be difficult to get out. With the situation of the boss, you can only be a lover, so calm down and don't think too much about it. "

"Will it be like this?" Miao Miao frowned, thinking about what Wang Luohua said, she seemed to think it made sense.

Wang Luohua said softly: "Let's go, get in the car, it's a bit cold... You must actively cooperate with the endorsement side, the boss is right, this is the best opportunity for you.

Most people can't get this kind of game endorsement, and the effect should be better than that of the TV station. It depends on the prospects of the game. "

"I will do my best." Miao Miao nodded seriously.

Wang Luohua looked at her and patted her arm: "Go back and think about it, the boss is not something you can miss."

"Okay...but I'm so unwilling, I always think the boss is too kind." Miao Miao shook her head.

Wang Luohua squinted her eyes: "There are too few good men, but you also have to know whether you are worthy of him, unless you are willing to be a lover."

"I don't want to be a lover!" Miao Miao snorted, then changed the topic: "Sister, let's go."

Walking out of the main hall, they walked towards the parking lot. Halfway through, the two saw Song Qingcheng. He walked out through the bamboo forest and stood on the bridge looking at the pond.

There are fish in the pond, and the fish swim around, indistinct in the ripples caused by the falling rain.

"Boss, are you going to eat?" Miao Miao called out from afar.

Song Qingcheng turned his head and took a look: "Let's go, let's eat, I invite you to eat authentic Xianshui vegetables, vinegar fish, beggar's chicken, Dongpo pork..."

"Drool is about to flow down." Miao Miao smiled.

The three got into the car, Song Qingcheng turned on the air conditioner, and drove down the mountain.

He is naturally very familiar with Xianshui, and he also knows that there are many restaurants. This time he found a restaurant, which is quite big.

The lotus pond inside has dried up, and the room is surrounded by the pond, and the air conditioner is turned on inside, making it very warm.

Song Qingcheng ordered food, and asked for a pot of rice.

Miao Miao glanced at him: "Boss, the three of us can't eat enough."

"It's not for you to eat, it's for me. I'm an idiot." Song Qingcheng said calmly.

Wang Luohua burst out laughing, Miao Miao blushed and had a thick neck.

When the dishes arrived, they were all local dishes, including Dongpo pork, vinegar fish, and beggar chicken, filling a large table.

Song Qingcheng didn't pretend to be polite either, he shared two bowls of rice with Wang Luohua and Miao Miao, and he started eating with a big bowl.

The beef tenderloin with sharp pepper is slightly spicy, but very fragrant, and Mrs. Song's fish soup is also delicious. Song Qingcheng just bowed his head to eat.

"Boss, you're really an idiot..." Miao Miao sighed in admiration.

Wang Luohua kicked her, and said angrily: "Can you talk? The boss has such a good figure, being able to eat means that he is in good health, and he must be very strong, right?"

"It's okay, I'm really an idiot, there's nothing wrong with what you said." Song Qingcheng didn't care either.

Miao Miao stuck out her tongue, and lowered her head to eat, and said while eating, "This vinegar fish is really delicious... Sis, this Dongpo meat is also delicious."

Wang Luohua responded, didn't say anything, just ate slowly, looking very quiet.

It's just that she is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, this woman is not simple.

After a meal, Song Qingcheng settled the bill and felt full of energy.

"Do you want to visit the night scene? If you want, we will stay here for one night. If you don't, we will go back now, and we can go back for dinner in time."

Song Qingcheng said softly, then glanced at Wang Luohua and Miao Miao's feet, and changed the topic: "If you go out for a walk, you have to change a pair of shoes, high heels are not good, I will buy a pair later."

"Boss, let's go back. There's nothing to do. We always have many opportunities to come to Xianshui again. Let's go back this time." Wang Luohua said lightly.

A little bit of disappointment appeared on Miaomiao's face, Song Qingcheng thought for a while and said, "Let's go shopping, this time you drive by yourself, I won't accompany you, you have fun."

Wang Luohua didn't object this time, got into the car, Song Qingcheng took them to the mall to buy shoes, then threw the car to them, he picked up his backpack, and took a taxi to find a hotel by himself.

Looking at his back, Miao Miao exclaimed, "Sister, the boss is so handsome!"

"A relatively rare boss!" Wang Luohua also responded, and then changed the topic: "He is really handsome, I have never seen such a person, and at least he is not so dark, he is bright and aboveboard."

Miao Miao nodded: "Sister, let's go, we can have fun."

Song Qingcheng found a five-star hotel and opened two rooms next to each other. After sending the relevant information to Wang Luohua, he started writing a book. This is the real business.

The phone rang, and when I picked it up, Wanwan's voice rang out: "Husband, are you in Xianshui?"

"Yes, I'm in Xianshui, but it's a pity that you're not here, otherwise I could live with you." Song Qingcheng smiled.

Wanwan snorted several times: "I'm so reluctant, I'm still in the middle of the river, I won't be able to go back until tomorrow. There are a lot of preparations for the show, and it will officially start broadcasting in June next year."

"It's still half a year away." Song Qingcheng replied, and then changed the topic: "Wanwan, I want to eat."

Wanwan said angrily: "It's the Chinese New Year, I didn't have time before the year... How about I take some time to go to the East China Sea, I still remember that there is still frozen salmon in our refrigerator, take it out and fry it Fried is delicious."

"Is there?" Song Qingcheng looked suspicious.

Wanwan exclaimed: "Huh? Husband, you haven't been back for a few days, have you? There are still some yogurts at home, and they all have expiration dates.

There are also fresh eggs, if you don’t eat them, they will go bad... You are a real person, if you don’t have anyone to accompany you, you won’t go home, right? "

"You're not here, what's the point of me going back? Forget it, I'll go home tomorrow and eat everything I can eat." Song Qingcheng said lightly.

Wanwan yelled again: "Keep the salmon, don't eat it all, I want to eat more."

"You can buy it again after eating it! Really, are you being so harsh on me?" Song Qingcheng snorted.

Wanwan laughed happily: "I was wrong... I brought you a lot of delicious food when I went back this time. There are a lot of sausages here in Jiangzhong, and they all taste pretty good. I'll bring some more and put them in the refrigerator .

This thing is not very likely to go bad, and it will be good for a few years. There is also ham. I was in the southern province two days ago, and I bought a whole pair of Xuanwei hams. "

"Are you a foodie?" Song Qingcheng laughed.

Wanwan said coquettishly: "You have such a big appetite, I must prepare more... Oh, husband, let's not talk, I will find a way to go back if I talk about it, I miss you so much!
By the way, I heard that you went to Jiangnan Satellite TV with your artists today, and you want to participate in some programs of our station, right? "

"There is such a thing, I have to push the artists under my banner." Song Qingcheng responded.

Wan Wan smiled and said: "This can't be done, if your artist is not famous, then you have to pay, this is an unspoken rule, if he is famous, we have to spend money.

How about this, Shanjiang Satellite TV also has variety shows, you can let the artists participate, I will send you a time, but although I don't want the money, I won't give it. "

"No need for now, wait until "Super Girl" and "The Voice" become popular." Song Qingcheng smiled.

The positioning of Shanjiang Satellite TV is actually very embarrassing. The promotion of fame is limited. After the show becomes popular and Miao Miao's endorsement becomes popular, there will always be many opportunities.

Wanwan replied: "I listen to my husband. This time I put my husband's company on the top of the planner. When the show becomes popular, many TV stations will definitely contact you."

"Take a good rest." Song Qingcheng said softly, his voice softened.

Wanwan yelled again: "I can't talk anymore, the more I talk, the more I miss my husband!"

Putting down the phone, Song Qingcheng thought about it and continued writing the book.

When he was writing the book, he was also thinking about new books. Those novels that were adapted into scripts and became popular should be written in advance, and women's novels are more suitable for adaptation.

The novel will be finished in [-] more episodes, and he still has [-] episodes in his hand, which have not been handed over to the publishing house. He wants to submit the manuscript together.

For him, 120 episodes, [-] million words, and [-] days to finish. If this is the case, he should be able to finish writing before the winter vacation.

In the evening, Song Qingcheng went to the buffet below the hotel to have a meal, and did not wait for Wang Luohua and Miao Miao.

It was still rainy outside, Song Qingcheng went back to his room to take a shower, and at around nine o'clock, there was a knock on the door.

Pushing open the door, Wang Luohua and Miao Miao stood in front of the door, their clothes were a little wet.

He was startled: "Where are you going?"

"We went to many places, the Broken Bridge, the Leifeng Pagoda, we all went, so our clothes were all wet, but we didn't bring any clothes, boss, what should we do?"

Miao Miao asked with wide eyes, and Song Qingcheng glanced at her: "Do you think I can conjure clothes for you? There is no one that can be delivered by the hotel. The hotel has a partner here."

"Excuse me, boss, let's take a shower first." Miao Miao smiled awkwardly, turned and left.

Wang Luohua also smiled, and nodded to him. When she turned around, the windbreaker was closed, the faint curves were stretched out, and the buttocks were particularly round, as if they were still on top of the bowl.

Song Qingcheng shook his head and continued writing the book.

(End of this chapter)