Chapter 27

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Unlike the usual calm tone when talking to others in the company, every time Qi Ye talked to Fu Wan, his tone was casual.

He was dressed in the dignified attire he wore at work, but he sat with Fu Wan in the unfurnished studio without paying any attention, just like the two of them used to sit on the steps of the school stairs.

The smell of orange blossom in the men's fragrance dilutes the dusty smell in the house.

"You got off work so early today, let's go to the coffee shop downstairs and have a look." Fu Wan said.

Qi Ye raised his eyelids, and asked indifferently, "I'm afraid I'll inhale you a few more mouthfuls of formaldehyde here?"

"I use environmentally friendly materials, where did the formaldehyde come from?" Fu Wan said, "I just can't bear the sight of our Prince Xinyu being wronged with me."

The corners of Qi Ye's mouth curled up, and a smile came into his eyes.

It wasn't the illustrations that Fu Wan was a little confused this time.

Because he has problems with illustrations, Mrs. Miller may label him as an illustration.

What he couldn't figure out was a game script.

This script corresponds to an illustration invited by Mi Lier, an artist in their group, and there was a bit of controversy when the plot was reviewed by the group.

"Brother, this paragraph, can't these two just say they like it?" Fu Wan used a pen to underline a passage in the script, "Why are they talking about things that have nothing to do with the confession?"

Qi Ye took the printout and looked over the few lines he specially marked out.

"Because...the target of your story is secret love. Look at the front, in order to give B his favorite snack, A bought everyone a copy. When passing by B, he said a word of blessing." Qi Ye Said, "Not all likes can be expressed directly, some are hidden and ubiquitous."

"Why?" Fu Wan asked, "If you don't say it out, will you keep your hypocrisy and move yourself?"

"..." Damn it, Wang Bagui's grandson, just kill him.

Qi Ye rubbed his forehead, trying to explain to him in human words.

"Because people's hearts can't be seen, you can never know what the other person is thinking in time." Qi Ye pointed to the character on the script and said, "He may be worried that if the other party doesn't like him, after he says it, they won't be able to tell you what's going on." The current state cannot be maintained, or the opportunity to be friends is completely lost."

Qi Ye: "If you like someone, the probability that the other person also happens to like you is very low."

"Oh..." It was the first time Fu Wan heard this kind of statement, and it was very novel.

But he didn't deny it this time.

When he was very young, he read fairy tales, the prince and the princess said I love you, so he took the book and asked his mother what love is.

Fan Ruoxue, a genius in the Department of Finance, thought for a while, and took him to see the stock market data.

"Baby, Wanwan." Fan Ruoxue spread her right hand and stretched out her arm, her voice was heroic, "Look at the money, when you can make a lot of money, you will find that everyone in the world loves you."

"..." Fu Wan, who was only 6 years old, was confused and vowed never to ask his mother any questions again.

If he hadn't encountered some difficulties in making games, he wouldn't have delved into these things.

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