Reflection (Entertainment)

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Ni Xian poured himself a glass of warm water, braced herself, looked at the email in the mailbox that she needed to reply immediately, and suddenly an unrelated thought popped into her mind.

If sister Ling Xin was still there, what kind of life would they be living now?

Vacation together?

Watching your favorite movies together, analyzing the characters and acting skills?

Choose the script and role that suit you together.

Maybe there is an opportunity to perform on the same stage together.

Ni Xian's expression went from calm and cold, to slightly frowning, and finally relaxed...

what……

Ni Xian supported her head with her hands, she didn't know what was wrong with her, the more uncomfortable her body was, the more uncontrollable she was thinking about someone who would never appear.

"Sister Ling Xin, I miss you so much."

……

Downstairs in the apartment, Xia Cen stood at the door holding the medicine for a long time, rubbing his hands, and the scene of former Wei Lingxin coming here flashed before his eyes.

——"What is this?" Ni Xian stood at the door in surprise, looking at the person he hadn't seen in half a year.

——"When I went to the United States to film a movie, I passed by an old street, and there happened to be a street artist painting. I admire his painting style, and I also think that the color matches the style of your room, so I bought it back." Wei Ling After Xin finished speaking, she looked at the figure still standing stupidly, with a helpless expression on her face, "Why don't you take it for me?"

——"Oh." Ni Xian walked over quickly and took away the two paintings in her arms, "It's so heavy, where is Ning Ke?"

——"He's busy talking about my next movie, so he's not free."

——Ni Xian walked in while talking, "Where's the assistant?"

——"The assistant always feels like I'm catching up with the announcement. Can't you let me relax for a day?"

—— "I haven't seen you for a long time, and my mind is confused for a while. By the way, I specially learned how to cook tea in ancient times a few days ago. Sister Ling Xin, do you want to taste it?"

——"Okay, but let's take a look at these two paintings first. Where are you going to hang them, the terrace?"

——"I opened up the room next to the balcony and installed three mirror walls for practicing performances. Sister Ling Xin, would you like to take a look?" Ni Xian stood at the door of the house, turning his body sideways to Wei Lingxin, "The key is in the pocket. Open the door for me."

The pleasant ringtone interrupted Xia Cen's memories. She took out her phone and looked at it for a few seconds before connecting, "Hello, Mom."

"Xiao Cen, what ticket number did you buy and came back, your aunt said she wanted your uncle to pick you up at the station, fearing that you would be recognized, they surrounded you and wouldn't let you go."

Xia Cen was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "I'm still an unknown student now, it's not that exaggerated."

"She's worrying about herself, just tell me when you'll come back."

Xia Cen was quiet for a while, and directly told her mother about her signing with Wantian Entertainment.

"Signed?"

Hearing this voice, Xia Cen couldn't tell whether her mother was happy or unhappy, "Well, I just signed the contract today. According to the contract, I may have to work first, and I may not be able to go back this year during the Chinese New Year."

"What kind of company is this? It won't let one of your children go home for the Chinese New Year! Chinese New Year is a traditional festival in China. It's really too much!" Obviously, the mother was not happy.

"Mom, doctors who work in hospitals may not necessarily go home for the New Year! They are responsible for patients, and I am responsible for my own choices. Now that I leave school, I am no longer a student. In society, of course, I have to be more responsible to the company that pays my salary." Xia Cen sighed when she saw her mother, and said coquettishly, "I'll go back to accompany you as soon as I finish filming, okay?"

"That's what you said, you are a girl outside, you must pay attention to safety, don't worry your mother, did you hear me?" At this point, her mother reminded Xia Cen, "After all, you were seriously ill before, Don't work too hard, I heard that you have to stay up late for filming."

"It's not me who stays up late, it's the staff. But I promise you, I will take good care of myself." Speaking of this, Xia Cen suddenly thought of something, "Mom, why don't you teach me how to make soup if you have nothing to do? I can also beautify my face in the crew.”

"That's it, okay, I'll send you the soup recipe on WeChat later, remember to drink it!"

"it is good."

Xia Cen, who hung up the phone, let out a long sigh of relief, took out his access control card and walked into the apartment after mustering up his courage. He came to the floor where Ni Xian lived and knocked on the door softly a few times. After about 5 minutes, there was no response. Xia Cen He decided to open the door and go in.

The sense of familiarity that comes over us makes people nostalgic.

The spacious living room has not changed much from a few years ago, except that there are a few more paintings on the walls, a few more ornaments on the cabinet, and a vertical wine cabinet where the guitar used to be placed.

Can't she drink alcohol?How to learn from others and buy a wine cabinet!

Xia Cen put the key and the access control card aside, gently closed the door, changed into his slippers and walked straight to Ni Xian's study.

As she expected, she didn't take a good rest, but was working, so tired that she fell asleep on the table without knowing it.

Xia Cen took out a thin blanket from the bedroom and covered Ni Xian's back, not wanting to wake her up, but wanting her to sleep longer when she could.

First, I went to the kitchen to boil water, during which time I sorted out the medicines Ning Ke bought, and found dried noodles and eggs from the refrigerator.It felt like home when the stove was turned on at home. I don't know if it was because I was hungry or heard something outside, Ni Xian coughed twice and sat up, smelling the scent of noodles, thinking that it was Ning Ke who came.