It was just a love letter; I'm really no great writer!

"Lu Ran?"

Tian Luojiao was also somewhat surprised, "You live here?"

"Okay." Lu Ran took out his key, opened the door to the inner room, and proved with his actions that "I am a tenant here."

"I just rented the master bedroom! So we're roommates?" Tian Luojiao exclaimed in surprise.

"When I was chatting with Xia Liang's mom last week, she said there were still two vacant rooms left, and one had already been rented out. I didn't expect it to be you!"

Tian Luojiao's voice is a baby voice; she speaks quickly and softly, like a child, which sounds strangely cute.

"Oh, that's quite a coincidence." Lu Ran forced a smile, inwardly screaming: No way!

Sharing an apartment with a teacher? Kill me! I'd rather stay at school and attend evening study sessions!

Tian Luojiao tossed her hair, blinked, and smiled, "Lu Ran, come to my room tonight, I'll give you some extra help~"

What I feared most came to pass... Lu Ran wanted to find a block of tofu and smash his head against it!

"Hehehe, just kidding~" Tian Luo laughed heartily. "A teacher is just a normal person after get off work. You want me to work overtime? No way!"

Lu Ran forced a smile: "Teacher Tian, ​​please stop teasing me. Come on, let me help you move your things!"

"No, no need," Tian Luojiao waved her hand in refusal.

But how could he resist Lu Ran, this energetic young man? He carried all the boxes, big and small, into the master bedroom: cosmetics, hair dryer, curling iron, full-length mirror, washing machine, pots and pans...

After it's over.

Lu Ran was exhausted.

Why do women have so many things?

As dusk fell, Huaicheng was enveloped in a hazy glow of lights. With oil, salt, soy sauce, cooking wine, a cleaver, and a cutting board laid out in the kitchen, a sense of life seemed to emerge.

Tian Luojiao looked at Lu Ran in his blue and white school uniform with tender eyes.

Young and energetic boys...

"Lu Ran, are you hungry? Come on, your teacher will treat you to dinner." Tian Luojiao patted his back.

"No need, I'll just order takeout."

"How can that be? You worked so hard helping me move today, and you won't let me treat you to a meal?" Tian Luojiao rolled up her sleeves and said crisply, "Then... I'll just have to give you special treatment!"

"No, no, no..." Lu Ran finally gave in.

Tian Luojiao giggled, went to her room to change her clothes, and came out wearing a simple and casual plaid shirt and denim shorts. Her fair and fleshy legs, now without stockings, looked even whiter, more beautiful, and smooth.

Although she is not very tall, she has great proportions and a mature, graceful figure.

Lu Ran immediately noticed her slender, graceful legs, which were so white they seemed to glow. He thought to himself that she must be an English teacher, fashionable and beautiful.

He quickly looked away, not daring to look any longer, because he felt a heat in his nasal cavity.

Oh no, am I getting a sore throat?

My magic resistance is so low...

"Let's go~" Tian Luojiao felt even more smug seeing Lu Ran blush.

The night market is bustling with people and full of lively atmosphere.

Lu Ran and Tian Luojiao sat at a small table, with a variety of Sichuan-style dishes in front of them, such as the "Spicy Double Crispy Stir-fry," which is made by stir-frying chicken gizzard and beef aorta over high heat. It takes only a dozen seconds to cook, with the oil sizzling loudly.

"Ha! That's awesome!" Lu Ran gulped down half a glass of iced cola. "This is truly a top-notch experience!"

"Cheers!" Tian Luojiao took a sip of her cocktail, her face flushed slightly. "Xiao Lu, your poem is a complete sensation! How does it feel?"

"Hmm, I don't feel anything," Lu Ran said calmly.

"It's not easy to maintain one's true self in the face of readily available fame and fortune." Tian Luojiao looked at him in surprise.

Compared to ordinary teenagers, Lu Ran does indeed possess extraordinary composure.

It should be noted that modern poetry in China is in decline, and Lu Ran's sudden emergence has brought glory to the country. The domestic poetry community is practically praising him to the skies.

Lu Ran wasn't quite aware of what was going on outside. From his perspective, he had simply written a love letter and didn't understand why everyone was so excited...

"Xiao Lu, are you and Zuo together?" Tian Luojiao asked gossipily.

"...No." Lu Ran shook his head.

"Huh?" Tian Luojiao exclaimed in surprise, "Why?"

"Why? Why?"

"She didn't agree? That's impossible! If someone wrote me a love letter like that, I'd be overjoyed without a second thought!" Tian Luojiao said, resting her chin on her hand.

"What if it was Lao Huang who wrote it to you?" Lu Ran asked.

"That won't do!" Tian Luojiao exclaimed in surprise, quickly shaking her head. She pouted and muttered softly, "...He has to be at least half as handsome as you, right?"

Lu Ran didn't hear clearly and shrugged: "Anyway, no matter how well a love letter is written, it doesn't prove anything. Because if I make my love letter known to everyone, she might hate me."

Tian Luojiao seemed thoughtful. "But you were rejected, and you weren't sad at all?"

"I'm not sad," Lu Ran smiled. "The world is so big, there will always be people who like me and people who hate me. Why should I be sad because some people don't like me?"

"Tsk, no wonder you're a poet, so insightful!" Tian Luojiao raised her glass. "Come on, cheers! Remember, your teacher has always admired you!"

……

In the end, it was Lu Ran who helped the drunk Tian Luojiao home.

After throwing Ms. Tian, ​​who weighs less than 100 pounds, onto the bed, Lu Ran looked at her barely visible body curves, her breasts and buttocks swaying, and a sudden realization flashed through his mind.

grown ups……

That's right! Isn't Teacher Tian an adult?

Gentle-tempered, trustworthy, and will not leak secrets.

We've finally found the right person to sign with White Night!

Although this will expose that I write web novels, there's nothing shameful about it, especially writing something like "White Night Walk"—

"Hehehe~" Lu Ran used a tissue to wipe Tian Luojiao's drooling lips and smiled contentedly.

We're taking off!

……

The next day was a rather hot summer day.

Reading Editorial Department.

The editor-in-chief, Tao Jin, has been having a problem lately.

That means the author of "Journey Under the Midnight Sun" refused to sign the contract.

For this reason, he sent several invitations to sign contracts and even wrote a long essay, which was sincere and tearful.

However, despite carrying a knife but no umbrella on a rainy night, the mysterious mystery novelist still ignored him completely.

Even platinum-level gods aren't this aloof!

The novel "Journey Under the Midnight Sun" has been serialized for over 200,000 words and is currently at its climax, causing a storm of mystery literature on the site.

Then, it stopped updating!

The White Night Journey has been discontinued...

Carrying a knife on a rainy night without an umbrella is like throwing a stone into the sea—completely disappearing without a trace.

Readers are immediately captivated by the opening suspense of "Journey Under the Midnight Sun": who is the murderer who killed Kirihara Yosuke?

Was it his son, Ryoji? Or the widow's daughter, Yukiho?

In the parallel narrative, Ryoji and Yukiho never meet or speak to each other, living two completely opposite lives.

What is their relationship?

The suspense kept the readers on the edge of their seats.

Carrying a knife but no umbrella on a rainy night is also a torment for editors...

"Brother Jin!" That afternoon, Comet opened the backend to review manuscripts as usual, and suddenly shouted excitedly, "A knife in the rain but no umbrella! He...she agreed to sign the contract!"

"Really?!" Tao Jin jumped up excitedly, practically ready to do a hip-wiggling dance. "Quick, let me see!"

"Who on earth is this person, carrying a knife but no umbrella on this rainy night?"

Seeing the young and beautiful baby face on the ID card, Tao Jin's eyes widened in surprise.

Such a thrilling, suspenseful, and captivating mystery novel was actually written by a beautiful young girl?

Regardless, the online literature world is about to experience a major upheaval!

at the same time.

Century Community, Room 701, Master Bedroom.

On a large bed with a pure white swan-patterned quilt, Xia Liang excitedly rolled around on the bed, her phone displaying a bright message:

[Lu Ran has accepted your friend request; you are now friends.]