Shi Hai blinked: "Huh?"

Xiaoyuan leaned close to him, and could touch each other as close as the tip of his nose.

Shi Hai hardly dared to breathe, and Xiang Xiaoyuan's flawless face was put down in front of him, his breath was refreshing and fragrant, and his long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, which made him flustered one by one.

Damn it! Beauty crit! Beat your heart and lungs like a crit!

"If you are single, do you want to be my boyfriend?" After all, you are an actor, and the lines of love come. Xiaoyuan controls the expression on his face, and smiles on his eyebrows. Keep your eyes on the other person and guide the other person. She looked at each other, letting the other person lose consciousness, and passively met her eyes.

This ability is still there. This is not a script written by someone else, but she played it on the spot.

Maybe it's not powerful enough, Xiaoyuan said in his heart.

She raised her hand, gently squeezed Shi Hai's chin with her thumb and index finger, and pressed her lips against her.

She felt Shi Hai's whole body stiff, and even the roots of her ears were rapidly reddening, and her arm was against his chest, where all the sound of his heartbeat was thumping.

Huh? Is he so shy? Still the charm of this trick is too great. She should be more focused and attentive. It’s not impossible to kiss her, it’s just that the heart in her chest is quiet and there is no reaction at all.

She was distracted midway, Shi Hai also recovered, hurriedly pushed her hand away, and jumped aside, "You..." He couldn't say anything hard to the girl and coughed desperately, "You, you, you, you, cough, cough, cough, You little girl! Don't joke around!"

Xiaoyuan sighed inwardly, took the initiative to sit back, and apologized seriously, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Sorry for taking advantage of you."

What is she doing? Try him out? Or do you really want to find a boyfriend? It's really upset for some other reason, and I am eager to find a solution.

Shi Hai looked dumbfounded, "Hey, haha, it's not your charm." He was concerned about the girl's self-esteem, "I have a girlfriend... well, although we are arguing recently... show you her picture, here. ." He took out his phone and showed her the screensaver.

The hair is short, the contours are deep, the big eyes are shining, and the complexion is a healthy wheat color, which is very beautiful.

Xiaoyuan praised from the bottom of his heart: "Wow, it's so beautiful."

She suddenly said, "With such a girlfriend, other girls can't attract you anymore!"

Shi Hai was embarrassed secretly, yeah, even if he had a sense of belonging, he was fascinated by Xiaoyuan’s appearance. On the surface, he still had to be serious, “I’m 34 years old and I’m much older than you. ."

Xiaoyuan was even more surprised, "Then you look really small."

Shi Hai laughed, "Hahaha, thank you for the compliment."

They naturally omitted the embarrassing situation just now. When they were separated, Xiaoyuan added his WeChat account, laughed a few words, and got in the car and left.

Xiaoyuan sat in the back seat, only feeling that the night outside the window became melancholy, and sighed quietly. I fainted in a hurry, but fortunately, I don't care about it. She really has a good impression of Shi Hai, but this kind of good gratitude can't be grateful. She was just talking about the lines. This is still a play she created. If it is someone else's script, she will have to work hard to grind it over and over again.

She smiled bitterly.

It's really bad.

There is no one to fall in love, and there is no filming.

At the end of the road, I don't know where to find a turnaround.

Back home, Caijuan hurriedly greeted him, "Why don't you answer the phone?"

Xiaoyuan took out his cell phone and looked at it, "It's out of power." Seeing Caijuan's face was wrong, "What happened?"

"Brother Zhishi is looking for you, hurry up, call him back and use my cell phone."

Xiaoyuan received Caijuan's cell phone and dialed Xiang Zhishi's number.

Xiang Zhishi didn't blame her. His voice was muted and said, "Xiaoyuan, my mother is sick and has undergone an operation."

Xiaoyuan held his breath, as if he had been stabbed in his throat, "What kind of operation?"

Cai Juan looked at her and found that her complexion changed abruptly, her shoulders tightened, and she looked panicked and tried her best to calm down.

"It's not a major operation, acute appendicitis, you know, she used to...too much hardship, so it was a little too slow." Xiang Zhishi said slowly.

"I'm still asleep now, very weak."

"..." Xiao Yuan froze there, motionless, and Cai Juan felt uneasy. He went to pull her down and found that her hands were cold.

"Can't come to see my mother?" Xiang Zhishi asked quietly for a while.

"Just forget it, I still have things..."

Naijuan only felt that his hand was tightly held by Xiaoyuan. He stared at her in a daze. Her tone was normal, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, just like talking to her brother, with a bit of coquettishness, but her eyes They were all red, tears were like beads, one after another rolled down her cheeks.

"What's the matter with you?" Naimun heard Xiang Zhishi's question. He has always been gentle to Xiaoyuan, and rarely speaks to her in this almost serious tone.

"I..." Xiaoyuan glanced at Naijuan in panic, wiped his eyes, "I, I want to make a movie, and that's going to audition..."

Naimun looked at her in surprise, Xiaoyuan avoided his sight, Xiang Zhishi on the phone was silent for a while, and sighed, "...All right." Then he hung up the phone.

Xiaoyuan cried when he finished hanging up the phone, and Cai Juan didn't know how to comfort her.

Not long ago, he learned that their mother had been living in the sanatorium in Pengcheng. He realized why Xiang Zhishi had to go to Pengcheng twice a year, but Xiaoyuan had never been with him, and he didn’t know it. Inside story. Now it seems that it is their housework, or the unhappy housework, and he is even more difficult to ask questions.

"Caijuan, do you think I am too unkind, too unfilial, even my own mother..." Xiaoyuan sobbed and kept wiping his eyes.

"Hey, hey, no no, don't cry." Naimun comforted her, "Brother Zhishi didn't blame you..."

How unwilling to see my mother, I have come up with an excuse for an audition.

"I won't tell Brother Shishi." Naimun couldn't bear to tear her through.

Xiaoyuan sat on the sofa in a daze, the tears still in his eye sockets slowly dripping.

Gao Tezhu came out of the bar that night, and he was in a very good mood. He teased up a handsome mixed-blood boy and prepared to take it home.

The handsome boy was very considerate, "Sister, you drank, or should I drive?"

[This bastard, do you want to see what car I drive? 】

Gao Tezhu smiled slightly and threw the car key to him, "Here, drive well."

The night was as cold as water, Gott helped squint at the night, and the roadster twitched her hair.

The little handsome guy drove very steadily, to please her, "Sister, it's still early, shall we go for a drive?"

Gao Te helped squeeze his face, "No, my sister wants to sleep."

"Okay, where does my sister's house live?"

[This bastard, still want to know where I live? 】

Gaote helped laugh: "Let's go to the Marriott Hotel."

The little handsome guy accepts it as soon as he sees it, and happily replied: "Okay!"

Gott helped slide his chest muscles, pressed the button, and smiled with satisfaction, "I often go to the gym to exercise?"

The little handsome guy showed a shy expression, "I practiced it myself at home."

Gao Te helped sneer, "I practiced very well."

The little handsome boy became more and more shy, "Wait later, sister can come and check..."

The car slowly stopped at the crossroad, waiting for the red light, Gao Tezhu suddenly thought of her boss.

【Hey. The boss with a net worth of tens of billions is too lonely, he doesn’t even have a warm bed...]

She took the phone and thought for a few seconds.

"hold on."

She remembered that Wei Zhuang told her the same time after the hotel. At the time, she was still thinking that she always had to wait for this girl to give her a hug?

Later that night when the boss went to Beicheng, I suddenly received a call from her, saying that she wanted to make an appointment. She would not give orders so suddenly. So Gao special assistant speculated that maybe they met again in Beicheng, so it was in line. "Wait a little longer" of the boss?

So this "wait a little bit" may mean something that seems to be arranged by heaven?

[If she guessed correctly, then the boss is quite "romantic"? 】

[President Wei, what's the matter with you? Hahahaha, I'm old and uncomfortable, so hurry up and sign the contract if you like it! 】

Gao Te helped smile suddenly.

Well, Xiang Xiaoyuan still seems unhappy, and Mr. Wei actually said, "Wait for three days."

[Hey, it's also a woman, the minds of two women, one big and one small, are too hard to guess. 】

Gott helped his eyes move and smiled suddenly.

She clicked on the number to Xiaoyuan and sent a message, "Miss Xiang, how are you thinking about it?"

[OK, let me push it to see the consequences...]

Xiaoyuan went to take a shower, and after wiping her face, she sat on the side of the bed with her mobile phone at her feet. One side of her 1.5-meter bed was against the wall, and the mirror on the opposite dressing table was confiscated. The mirror reflected her face, and she seemed to see the little girl singing in the mirror again.

"I walked alone on the road in the suburbs, and I brought the pastries to my grandmother to taste..."

"What are you doing? Why don't you wash the clothes at home? You are slacking off the oil bottle again!" The man came in, drunk, and slapped her in the head.

She fell to the ground, shrinking back instinctively, her eyes staring at gold stars, and she couldn't make a sentence, "...washing machine..."

"The washing machine doesn't need electricity? Lao Tzu's clothes must be washed by hand!" the man shouted.

She was kicked in her stomach, and the pain was so painful that she curled up into a ball. She did not dare to answer, and she drew back desperately, and hit the bed with her back. She hurriedly got in, and kicked over again. She hit the bed. Screaming, shrank inside and didn't dare to come out.

"...Husband, husband, don't be angry," the mother's footsteps came over, and she persuaded her cowardly, "I'll wash it."

"Bah. You don't have to go to work? I want her to wash it!"

"Well, I'll ask her to wash it later!"

The man crooked, carrying the wine bottle and went out cursingly, "Bad girl, drag the oil bottle..."

Xiaoyuan shook her head abruptly, trying to throw all her memories out in pain. She buried her face in her knees, not wanting to see the self who had lost her laughter because of her memories.

The long eyelashes were flapping, and only the uneven breath in the chest could be heard, and it was pitch black.

"Xiaoxiao, mom please, don't mess with your dad, just listen to him, okay? Mommy has to work every day and is already very tired..."

In the dark, her mother's tired and helpless words floated in the air. She hid under the bed, unable to turn over, her head was dizzy, her entire stomach was painful, her nasal cavity was full of old dust, and tears were streaming down her eyes.

He is not my father, but you are my mother...

Xiaoyuan raised her head, sniffed, and drew a tissue to wipe her tears. His face looked at the mirror with a few tough expressions.

The phone rang, and she glanced at it with red eyes, it was her brother.

Xiang Zhishi's tone returned to the past softness, "Don't worry, mother is not serious, I will take care of her here for a while, you have to be good."

Xiaoyuan’s eye sockets became sore again, "Um..."

"Just now you said you are going to audition, it's okay, let the cabbage accompany you, let me know if there is progress... you have grown up now, brother is more at ease!

Xiaoyuan bit her lower lip, "...Brother, is there enough money at home? Is the mother going to pay?"

Xiang Zhishi smiled: "You don't have to worry about that. Okay, go to bed early. We will talk on the phone tomorrow."

Xiaoyuan curled up and nodded slowly, "Yeah."

After hanging up the phone, she still sat curled up beside the bed for a long time. The message flashed on the screen—

"Miss Xiang, how are you thinking about it?"

It is said that night is the time when people are most irrational and unsuitable for any decision, but she is sober.

She dialed the phone of Gao Special Assistant and it rang several times. When it was connected, she hummed first, and seemed to curse "shit!" in a low voice. After two seconds, Gao Special Assistant sounded normal. The professional smile is implied, "Miss Xiang?"

Xiaoyuan: "Hi Assistant Gao, I hope it doesn't bother you too much."

Gao Tezhu hehe twice over there, "Miss Xiang? Is there anything wrong with you calling?"

Xiaoyuan slowed down. She knew that her next decision would affect her life. She only hoped that she could control this influence. The palms of her hands were slightly sweaty, and she could even feel the nervousness of her back. "Assistant Gao, I can Sign that contract, but the terms need to be changed."

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