Chapter 1

Lin Fufu had a dream last night. In the dream, a man climbed into her window, kissed her lips forcefully, and pressed her against the wall.

After she saw the mans appearance clearly, she did not refuse or stop him at all, and her hands trembled as she hooked the mans neck. In the dream, there was a song "What Is A Youth" that she had been listening to on repeat recently as the background music.

Everything happened more like a dream than a dream.

With the sound of music, Lin Fufu curled up like a snake under the man, and finally turned into water.

So when she went out this morning, she took an umbrella for some reason.

Looking at the heavy rain outside, she felt that everything in life actually had signs.

The office area of ​​YoBu Fashion Magazine was busy in the afternoon.

Zhou Xiaoqin, a colleague at the next table, couldnt sit still and tugged at Lin Fufus sleeve, "Hurry up, everyones gone, this is Mo Yang!"

Lin Fufu held her phone in one hand and quickly took a pen to write down an order she had just placed.

As of three oclock this afternoon, Lin Fufus private dessert shop received a total of seven orders on WeChat. Making private desserts is Lin Fufus part-time job, and her main job is to be responsible for the new media operations of the magazine.

In short, the section that Lin Fufu is responsible for is to manage the official Weibo, WeChat, Tieba and other new media platforms of the magazine. With the development of new media in recent years, fashion is not just talk on paper.

Although the sales of paper magazines are not high nowadays, the reading volume of new media can reach hundreds of millions of clicks. Take the official Weibo managed by Lin Fufu as an example, there are more than 10 million fans. This makes her often feel like she is walking on a tightrope, and she is afraid of making any mistakes and attracting a lot of criticism.

The two hurried downstairs. No need to guess, the place was already packed.

Mo Yang was interviewed at the magazine today and was expected to stay for an hour.

Some people always seemed to be the embodiment of brilliance, and the eyes of the whole world would be focused on him. They cheered for him and believed that he was the love of their life. People say that this is called being loved by everyone.

Even though there were a lot of people, Lin Fufu saw Mo Yang in the crowd almost at a glance.

His skin was much darker, his hair was short, and his facial features, which were carved like a knife, looked more three-dimensional.

He wore the simplest plain T-shirt, a pair of black cotton sweatpants, and a pair of white sneakers. This outfit made him look like a college student, but he looked a little bit ruffian between his eyebrows, and his smile always made people feel a little bit naughty.

He stood upright, but he exuded a lazy energy all over his body. In order to take care of the female host, he lowered his head frequently during the interview.

"Didnt the official say that Mo Yang is only 186cm tall? Why does Mo Yang look so tall? Tsk, what kind of ratio is this? The sea is all water, and Mo Yang is all legs." Zhou Xiaoqin swallowed her saliva and said, "He is so handsome in real life. How did his parents give birth to him? They are all human beings, how can he be so good-looking?"

Lin Fufu at the side couldnt help but sigh: "Yes..."

They all came out of the womb, why is he so good-looking?

Mo Yang became famous at a young age. When others were still working hard to get into college in high school, he had already written lyrics and composed songs and climbed to the top of the music charts.

After nearly ten years of debut, his popularity and resources are now overflowing, and he is synonymous with top traffic.

But Mo Yang just disdains to be a traffic. When he was in college, he applied for the directing department and turned from a musician to a filmmaker. Not long ago, he just finished a three-month film shoot in Africa. This time he came to the magazine to be the cover character of the September issue of YoBu fashion magazine.

There has always been a saying in the fashion magazine circle that "September is golden and October is silver".

In a magazines annual advertising revenue, the revenue from the issues in September and October accounts for a large part. There is another reason. In the "fashion calendar", September is considered to be the beginning of the new year. Therefore, the cover of the September issue is the time when major magazines fight the most fiercely.

Mo Yang is the cover character of the September issue, and his influence is more than enough.

From a creative singer to a director, Mo Yangs cross-industry transformation was completed five years ago.

Five years ago, he graduated from the directing department of the university, and his directorial debut "Thinking of You at Zero Oclock" won the box office champion of the youth love literary film that year. And this time, he challenged the main theme military theme movie "War Ink". In addition to directing, this time he also participated in the script creation and played an important role in it.

"By the way, I saw in the encyclopedia that Mo Yang also graduated from Fengzhong. Have you seen him in school before?" Although Zhou Xiaoqin is not a die-hard fan of Mo Yang, she is definitely a fan of him because of his appearance. Because she knew that Mo Yang would come today, she also went online to look up a lot of relevant information about him. This search was incredible. She found that Mo Yang not only graduated from the same school as Lin Fufu, but also from the same class.

Lin Fufus heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and she replied embarrassedly: "I have seen him."

More than just seeing him.

"I asked you this morning, but you havent answered me yet. What is Mo Yang like in school? Is he so popular? Was he so handsome before? Did many girls chase him?" Zhou Xiaoqin seemed to smell the gossip and started to talk endlessly.

But Lin Fufu didnt reveal too much: "He and I are in different classes, and I only saw him occasionally in school."

What she didnt say was that she and Mo Yang were neighbors.

In the past, we would see each other whenever we looked up.

Just as she was thinking, Lin Fufus cell phone rang.

There was no note on the number.

After the call was connected, the other end said in an angry tone: "Are you the Lin Fufu?"

"Yes, hello, may I ask..."

Before Lin Fufu finished speaking, the other end said: "Im not good! I ate your mango box cake and got food poisoning!"

Mango box cake?

Lin Fufu quickly thought about it in her mind.

She didnt make many mango boxes these two days, but in order to ensure freshness, every time she received a box cake, Lin Fufu got up early in the morning to make it herself. The box cake is simple to make, with chiffon cake on the bottom layer, and then layered with whipped cream and fruits. If its fast, it can be completed in more than ten minutes.

Lin Fufu uses the best ingredients to make cakes, not to mention that the purchased fruits must also be guaranteed to be fresh and harmless. Making food is no different from others, so when she started taking orders on WeChat, Lin Fufu went to apply for a health certificate. Not only that, she also asked her parents who helped her to apply for health certificates.

Now there is a bakery in the Lin family that is used to make desserts and cakes. Every time they go in, they have to change clothes and wear clean shoe covers, and they strictly control hygiene.

In the past few years, it is precisely because of this reputation that Lin Fufus private cake shop has a constant flow of customers.

This is the first time that someone has come to her house for food poisoning.

It feels strange, but Lin Fufu apologized immediately and offered to take the other party to the hospital for examination.

Unexpectedly, the other party said, "What if I delay work in the hospital? Will you compensate me for the loss of work?"

Lin Fufu thought about it and replied, "If I delay your work, I will convert it into money to compensate you. Do you think its okay?"

The other party paused and said, "Its not easy for me to ask for leave."

"Then may I ask, are you okay now?" Lin Fufu was really worried.

The other party was full of energy: "Ive already said Im not good! You see, how to compensate."

Suddenly Lin Fufu seemed to understand something, and she asked tentatively: "Excuse me, how do you want me to compensate you?"

The other party didnt even think about it and said: "Mental damages plus lost wages, at least 10,000 yuan."

"10,000?" Lin Fufu lowered her shoulders and frowned slightly.

It can be said that this is the first time that Lin Fufu has encountered such a situation in the past two years of making desserts, and it also made her a little confused.

Zhou Xiaoqin, who had heard everything, took Lin Fufus phone and said to the other end: "If you have food poisoning, please go to the hospital for examination immediately. If the doctor says it is caused by our mango box, you should pay as much as you deserve. Now you want to ask for a lot, you should go to bed."

"Okay, you wait for me."

"Wait!"

Zhou Xiaoqin hung up the phone with a "click" and then returned the phone to Lin Fufu, "I cant stand it anymore. This person is obviously here to blackmail."

"What if she really eats the dessert I made and gets food poisoning..."

"I can hear her voice from such a distance. She is so full of energy when she has food poisoning? Dont worry, let her come if there is a problem. I dont think she can play any tricks."

Lin Fufu was still hesitating, Zhou Xiaoqin pulled her arm forward, "Hurry up, Mo Yang is leaving and I havent got his autographed photo yet, its too bad!"

Mo Yangs original interview plan was indeed coming to an end.

Zhou Xiaoqin and Lin Fufu had no connections, so they couldnt get close, so they could only watch from afar.

But for Lin Fufu, it was better to watch from afar like this.

He was in the light, she was in the dark, so she could look at him blatantly, from the short hair to the clean uppers of his shoes.

But in the end, she still had to watch him go.

There was no way in front, behind, left, and right, and the security guards had to clear the way.

"Forget it, lets go back." Zhou Xiaoqin was a little reluctant, but she still had to work.

Lin Fufu couldnt help but turned back several times.

Even though she knew that figure would never appear again.

= = =

There was still more than an hour before the end of get off work.

Lin Fufu was not busy at work, but her mind was a little confused at the moment, partly because of the food poisoning incident just now.

She didnt know what the other party was like. Should she call to ask? Or wait for the other party to call again? She felt that it was not good to drag this matter on like this.

Lin Fufu was holding the phone hesitantly, but the phone suddenly rang.

Seeing the familiar number, Lin Fufus hands trembled and she almost dropped the phone on the ground.

She quickly covered the phone and went to the bathroom to answer it, her voice still panting slightly, and she said carefully: "...Hello?"

The other end said lazily, "Are you busy?"

"Not bad."

"I think I saw you just now." Still lazily.

Lin Fufu nervously touched the phone with her fingertips and answered softly: "Hmm..."

Just now, they looked at each other for a few seconds. Lin Fufu thought he would not see her, after all... he was severely myopic.

At this time, the air seemed to condense for a few seconds.

The other end could not hear Lin Fufu talking again, so he took back the right to speak, "Can you come out tonight?"

Before Lin Fufu could answer, the other end said again: "Lets talk about what happened that night."