Early in the morning on the third day of the third year of junior high school, Li Dao knocked on his son's door and woke him up.

Li Xiang woke up bleary-eyed. After washing, he followed his parents to the next door for breakfast.

While eating porridge, I heard my father Li Dao say: "Your mother and I left in the morning. We are still busy with things in the factory, so we won't stay here any longer."

"Do you want to go back with us first, or stay here for a few more days?"

"Pack your things before you leave."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiang naturally shook his head: "You go, I must be here to accompany my grandparents."

He still has to be nagged by his parents when he goes home. If he stays here and his parents are away, won't Li Xiang be free?

His grandparents doted on him.

When Li Dao saw what he said, he nodded, and after breakfast, he and his wife drove away.

At this time, Ying Chanxi also got up and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Lin Xiuhong was not here, so her aunt and Li Xuexian greeted the little girl warmly and served her porridge.

As soon as Ying Chanxi sat down, Li Xiang, who was next to him, quietly came over and whispered: "Aunt, have you read my uncle's manuscript?"

"Ah?" Ying Chanxi had just woken up and was still a little confused at the moment. He shook his head subconsciously, "I haven't read it. I only read more than three hundred chapters. Wait...what did you call me?"

"Auntie." Li Xiang said shamelessly.

"You..." Ying Chanxi reacted, her cheeks turned slightly red, and she whispered, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I really mean it."

"That's not okay." Ying Chanxi tried his best to purse his lips to prevent the smile from blooming on his face. He tightened his face and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not your aunt, you are three years older than me, okay?

"

"What does that matter?" Li Xiang shook his head repeatedly, wanting to make progress, "Didn't you give me a red envelope on New Year's Eve?"

"That's what Li Luo asked me to give you."

"Auntie, think about it, why did my uncle ask you to give it to me? Can't he give it to me himself?" Li Xiang said in a low voice, "Isn't this little idea obvious?"

Ying Chanxi was moved by what he said, and hearing the name aunt became more and more pleasant to her ears.

"Anyway, don't call me that, especially when Li Luo is here." Ying Chanxi said with a small face, "He will be back soon. If you want to save the manuscript, you'd better go find him yourself."

Just as he said this, Ying Chanxi's cell phone vibrated.

She picked it up and looked at it doubtfully, then she looked calm and answered the phone.

Li Xiang was drinking porridge on the side and observing Ying Chanxi's face from time to time. As a result, he saw that her expression was solemn and she no longer had the previous relaxed posture.

I don't know who I'm talking to on the phone.

It can't be Li Luo anyway.

"Okay, I understand. You will be arriving soon. Give me a call and I will pick you up at the village gate."

After hanging up the phone, Ying Chanxi sighed, suddenly feeling depressed.

When Li Xiang saw this, he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Ying Chanxi forced a smile, "I have two friends coming to play. I'll pick them up later."

…

Li Xiang didn't think much about it, just thinking that they were ordinary friends. However, it was indeed rare for someone to come all the way to the countryside to find a classmate in the third grade of junior high school during the Chinese New Year.

But what Li Xiang didn't expect was that the two friends Ying Chanxi picked up were as good as his aunt in appearance and figure!

Not long after breakfast, Li Xiang saw Ying Chanxi getting up and rushing to the village gate.

Out of curiosity, Li Xiang lay down on the railing of the balcony on the second floor, looking at the entrance of the yard from the angle where he had admired Li Luo and Ying Chanxi setting off fireworks in the yard on New Year's Eve.

In the next few minutes, he was idle and bored. He turned on his mobile phone and looked at the chapter of the novel that was updated last night. He happened to write a plot in which the three heroines appeared at the same time.

In this plot of Reignited, the characteristics of the three female protagonists are described in detail.

Shen Dongdong is cute and playful, with the most well-proportioned figure among the three. She is petite, sweet, and cute. Her skin is as white as a freshly peeled boiled egg, translucent and healthy. Just looking at it makes you want to take a bite.

Mo Qinghan, on the other hand, has a delicate face, with a clean temperament like a hibiscus emerging from clear water. When he steps forward with a pair of long legs, his whole person reveals a touch of coldness, and his face is expressionless most of the time. .

On the other side, there is the plump Jiang Mingyue, with a refined smile every time she frowns. She has the elegance and reserve of a mature woman, but she inadvertently seduces people's soul, revealing some things that are invisible to outsiders. Ambiguous look.

Li Xiang sighed softly, thinking that his uncle was really good at writing, just look at how good these little words were.

Especially Shen Dongdong, because he had just seen Yingchanxi while having breakfast, so the image of Yingchanxi automatically appeared in his mind.

Comparing the two, he was certain that when Li Luo wrote the book, he was 100% based on the real person.

However, judging from the descriptions in the play, a lot of writing and ink was spent on Mo Qinghan and Jiang Mingyue. I don’t know how my uncle chose the materials.

Just as he was thinking this, Li Xiang noticed the figure of Ying Chanxi returning with someone not far away.

At this moment, Ying Chanxi was walking on a country road covered with white snow. Two strange figures followed her to the left and right.

But when the two people walked in and came to the door of their courtyard, Li Xiang clearly saw the appearance and temperament of the two girls. He was suddenly shocked and felt a certain familiarity inexplicably.

Looking down at the novel on his phone, and then looking at the two girls who had walked into the courtyard and climbed the steps, Li Xiang felt a little dazed for a moment.

I almost can’t tell the difference between fiction and reality!

When Yan Zhusheng and Xu Youyu followed Ying Chanxi all the way to the balcony on the second floor and walked in front of Li Xiang.

Li Xiang looked at the two people and swallowed subconsciously. Mo Qinghan and Jiang Mingyue, who were still in the fantasy stage in his mind, seemed to have suddenly found their entities and became real.

"This is Li Luo's nephew Li Xiang, but he is older than us, just a little younger. He has already gone to college this year." Ying Chanxi introduced, "This is Yan Zhusheng, Li Luo's deskmate, and this is Xu Youyu

, our senior sister.”

Li Xiang stared blankly at the three people and almost didn't react.

Until Yan Zhusheng looked at him expressionlessly and said "Hello".

Xu Youyu waved his hands enthusiastically and said "Hello" to him with a cheerful smile.

Li Xiangcai suddenly woke up and took half a step back subconsciously, almost not knowing what to say.

"Um... hello, you guys."

In the living room, when their aunt and Li Xuexian saw guests coming, they stood up to greet them and asked curious questions.

Yingchan Creek is also introduced one by one.

Yan Zhusheng greeted each of them politely. When Ying Chanxi introduced them, she listened carefully and silently wrote down the identities of these elders.

Although Xu Youyu seemed careless, he easily wrote down the relationship between these elders and Li Luo, and greeted them sweetly.

After waiting for the people in the living room who had already gotten up to have breakfast to get acquainted, Ying Chanxi took them to the third floor.

"This is Li Luo's bedroom, and the master bedroom over there is where his parents live." Ying Chanxi said, coming to the door of the bedroom in the corner, pushing the door open, and said to Xu Youyu, "Sister, what are you doing tonight?

Just sleep here and put your luggage away first, and then we go to my place and make arrangements for Zhu Sheng."

"OK." Xu Youyu put his luggage away, looked around, and then exited the room. He glanced at Li Luo's bedroom next door, nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "Let's go and have a look at your house."

So soon, Li Xiang, who was still in shock in the living room, saw Ying Chanxi walking towards the next room with two more girls.

"These two children are so handsome." Auntie was chatting with Li Xuexian on the sofa.

Li Xuexian also nodded: "Yes, just like Xixi, she is so beautiful."

"I just heard Xixi's introduction. Are they all classmates?"

"Yes, that tall girl is Li Luo's deskmate." Li Xuexian nodded and said, "The good-looking girl next to me is the senior who lives with them. Don't tell me, just look at it.

Good fertility."

"You're still a kid." Aunt laughed and said, "Look at what you said."

"What does this mean? When we were sixteen or seventeen, many people had already arranged marriages. It was just talk."

Listening to the chatter of the two elders next to him, Li Xiang had just come back to his senses from the magic of a novel that was transformed into reality.

He had been wondering before, how did Li Luo write three vivid female protagonists and portray them all so well.

Are all the co-authors based on prototypes?

Not only the childhood sweetheart Shen Dongdong, but also the cold little queen and the plump sister Yu all have their own prototypes?!

They are all people Li Luo is very familiar with!

Is what you are writing about Ta Ma still a novel?

Isn't it an autobiography?

Li Xiang was a little unable to complain at this time, and he only felt full of envy and respect for Li Luo.

It was just seven o'clock in the morning.

Ying Chanxi took the two girls to the third floor of his house next door and arranged Yan Zhusheng in the bedroom next door.

After watching Yan Zhusheng put away his luggage, Ying Chanxi nodded, very satisfied with his arrangement.

"Okay, let's get you settled first. Next..." Ying Chanxi thought for a while, but didn't think of anything else to do. "Li Luo probably won't be back for a while, so I'll take you around first." Want to take a stroll?"
To be continued...