attack stream of life

Grandson is going to compete against Qingchuan, Mr. Huang is very happy and cheerful.

It doesn't matter if it's the aggressive method or what kind of method, as long as it's useful, you can do whatever you want.

His grandson thinks that he is talented and hard-working, and he still has a lot of kung fu from a young age, but he actually thinks of himself quite high in his heart.It can also be seen from his recent works that this kid is a little bit drifting, and his works are all taking the difficult route and showing off his skills there.

This kind of mentality is fine for a year or two. After all, you are a young man, so you are full of arrogance.A little longer, a few years, more than ten years, and it will never come back.How many talented young people are ruined by their own pride?

Mr. Huang had long wanted to sharpen his grandson's temper, to let him know that the sky is high and the earth is strong, and that there is a goal for him to chase after.

It's a pity that after all these days, Leng didn't find a suitable one.

To temper this boy's temperament, he can't look for someone who is very old, people think it is taking advantage of his time, and he can't find someone with family background, people think it is taking advantage of his ancestors.You have to find someone who is more talented and harder to stimulate.

As a result, I traveled all over the place, and this time I filmed the program, hey, the candidate appeared, and there was no better one.

Qing Chuan could see it, the old man saw his grandson's arrogance, and wanted to grind it out.It happened that Qingchuan came, what a sharpening stone?

Qing Chuan was not happy to be pushed out of the shelves like this, so he thought about how to refuse it.Seeing Mr. Huang approaching, pretending to talk to him about the competition, the two of them went out and walked to a small corner.

At this moment, the filming is temporarily over, because it has not been discussed yet.They come out and no one else is chasing after them, so it's good to say something honest, like 'I'm not really interested in racing'.

"I know, it's hard for you. It doesn't matter if you really don't want to. I didn't say hello. It's my fault. I'm sorry to say sorry to you. It's my own decision." Mr. Huang said this A word of apology.

When someone said that, Qing Chuan didn't directly reject it. He felt very strange, "Are you so sure that I can defeat your grandson? Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. Works of art, like literature, are highly subjective. It's not good." Now that I saw his semi-finished product, how can I be sure that he is the one who can grind his grandson's temper?

Mr. Huang just laughed, "You'll know it as soon as you make a move. You said that you have only studied carefully for two years. I can't stop seeing it. It's only when you touch the mud that you can feel it." He stopped laughing halfway, "It's so good Conditions, why can't you think about going to the entertainment industry?"

It felt like the best clay sculpture mud was wiped on the pigsty.

"I like acting."

Mr. Huang sighed even more, "That's right, you don't make money by doing this, and you don't get famous or profitable. Only one in tens of thousands can be famous."

What he said was right, but anyone who can do other things would not do this. It really doesn't make money, and it's tiring and dirty. It's rare to see young people who are as persistent as his grandson.Thinking of this, Qing Chuan inexplicably felt a little pity for the juniors in the clay sculpture industry.

"Old man, if I act ruthlessly, you won't blame me, will you?"

Eh?Hearing this means agreeing?

Qing Chuan looked at the workshop, "I like acting myself, but if there are young people who like to play with mud and are willing to play with mud, that would be a good thing." To put it bluntly, it is not easy to persist in dreams in a flashy society, Qing Chuan cherishes talent.

Mr. Huang was overjoyed, "How can I blame you? The more ruthless the better, I don't know how big this world is if you are not ruthless.... Are you about the same age as my grandson? You are young and you call others young? Let me tell you , your talent is rare, what a pity."

"It's not me bragging, waiting for young people is not my Xiaobao's opponent. But you, sure!"

"This kid won some kind of award last year, so he's so good. You look at those works, they are good-looking, but they have no soul, just like vases from the factory. Can they compare with the vases made by other masters?"

Old Man Huang shook his head, suddenly thought of something, and handed a note to Qing Chuan.

"what is this?"

"Remuneration." The old man said, "His father is a director, so the filming is not bad. I don't like watching it, but young people like it. Don't you like acting? Professional counterparts."

Never heard of such a professional counterpart.Qing Chuan opened the note with a smile: Miao Hui, there is a string of numbers on the back.

Miao Hui, his name is listed on Baidu. Last year, a film was selected as the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film. He is a very successful director of commercial films and one of the most famous directors today.A great director who even Xia Yueming, who belonged to the peak traffic period of the year, could not touch.

The pay is a bit heavy.

It is equivalent to a signed check without a number. Although you can't directly ask for a movie actor with a lion's mouth, there is no problem in rubbing a male three male four.If Director Wang's play comes out, his reputation will increase even more, and the male second is not impossible.

The male second is enough, what if he gets an Oscar?People have to have dreams.

This old man Huang sells his son-in-law neatly enough, he likes it.

"It's about my son's life and career, so the father can't ignore it, right?" Mr. Huang still looked like a simple and honest old farmer.

Qing Chuan took the note, why didn't he take it when it was delivered to the door?

Not only to compare, but also to make this young man cry, otherwise he will be sorry for his father's worth.

If the two parties say that they want to compare, then they must compare.It was agreed to come here to learn art from folk masters, but this issue is an artist coming to kick the hall. This kind of magical turn has always attracted controversy and attention.When the director imagined it, he felt that this was a beautiful and suffocating picture.

'Old Craft' is hot, and it could be even hotter.

The game time is set to tomorrow, because Qingchuan said that he must do a good job of "children's fishing" first, from the beginning to the end.The guests who thought they had bid farewell to pinching mud had to come back bitterly, discussing tomorrow's competition while pinching.

Qing Chuan lowered his head to handle the texture of the clothes, and suddenly felt a malicious intent that was so strong that he wanted to kill him, he raised his head suddenly, and it was Xiao Yi's eyes that he hastily avoided.

'Seeing me grab attention, isn't it very reconciled?Like going back in time? Qing Chuan gave him a meaningful look, then lowered his head again.

During Xia Yueming's heyday, all fresh meat was dim around him. Even if Xiao Yi often stood with him, most of the time he was completely ignored.Some people are indeed born to be stars, even a back view is the most shining one in the crowd.

In the past, Xiao Yi was enveloped and tortured by this feeling, and now, he will be enveloped and tortured by Qingchuan again.

'Can I never be better than you? '

Xiao Yi's soul was bitten by poisonous insects, and he was in pain.He thought of his left trouser pocket, which contained a small square box with a black bean-like worm inside.

In that room filled with strange fragrance, that beautiful woman told him:

"Paste it on the personal belongings of the person you want to deal with, and it will wake up in the middle of the night." She smiled mysteriously, and handed him the square box with fingers like jade carvings.

"What will happen in the end?" Xiao Yi remembered that his voice was still trembling at that time, and he didn't know whether it was excitement or fear.

"In the end, you don't need to worry about it. Anyway, this person will never be your obstacle again, and no one will find you. All the test results will only show: natural organ failure. Too unfortunate, isn't it ?”

Yeah, unfortunately...

Thinking of what the woman said, Xiao Yi's fingers trembled slightly.

Not scared, but excited.

The first success gave him great confidence. If it wasn't for the high cost, he would have wished to use it on all his opponents, and Xia Yueming was the biggest enemy he wanted to get rid of quickly. The stones made him breathless.

"Xiao Yi, are you alright?" Seeing his expression changed, Wang Chao stepped forward to ask.

Xiao Yi glanced sideways at Wang Chao and smiled for the first time since arriving here.

"Brother Chao, I'm fine now, very fine."

Wang Chao's hairs stood on end suddenly, and he was instinctively terrified, but after looking at it again, Xiao Yi smiled normally, probably because he was thinking too much

There is no need to guess the results of the final group competition, the Qingchuan group took the lead.The investor will provide a charitable fund of [-] yuan, which will be donated to a certain children's disease relief fund in the names of the two of them.This is also a reward method that is popular in many variety shows nowadays.

According to the normal procedure, even if this episode of the program is over, they should set off and return to the city, where there is a hotel booked for them by the program group.But because of the small accident of the game, I have to change it. I can't go back to the city. Let's enjoy the country night.

Mr. Huang’s house has no extra guest rooms, but there are B&Bs nearby. After the main road was opened, farmhouses began to develop here, and B&Bs came into being under such circumstances.So the program group temporarily rented a homestay. Of course, the conditions were not very good, but none of the guests said anything.

The night in the country is very quiet and dark, and you can't see your fingers, only the stars in the sky are twinkling.

The residents here all go to bed early, work and rest after sunrise, they are used to this kind of work and rest.The program group from the noisy city was not used to it, and they couldn't sleep for a while, so they wanted to have some fun.

I wanted to eat barbecue in the yard, but was persuaded by the strength of mosquitoes, but I also found fireflies in the grass, so I forgot the annoyance of being bitten.They haven't seen fireflies for a long time, and the last time they didn't know was a few years ago.

"There are fewer fireflies here, but there are more fireflies in Liyu Lake, like a galaxy in the sky. At that time, many people drove over to see fireflies. But now the weather has turned cold, and there are fewer fireflies. "The proprietress told them so.

But a few people still want to see it.

"Is Yueming going? Where's Xiao Yi?" Wang Chao and Jiang Xue are going, but lonely men and widows are prone to gossip, so Wang Chao asks other guests to come with them.

Qing Chuan nodded, "Let's go together, I'll put the things in the room first."

Xiao Yi said that he was a little uncomfortable and wanted to go to bed early, and the two old people also expressed that they would not participate in the young people's games.So only Wang Chao, Qing Chuan, and Jiang Xue went to Liyu Lake, and the driver of the program team expressed his willingness to give them a ride.

In fact, it's only eight o'clock now. In the city, it's far from bedtime.

After the three of them went out, Xiao Yi returned to his room. It was not big, but it was well tidied up and had a TV. Other conditions were just average.

He had already checked it before, and there were no surveillance cameras or sneak shooting equipment. This is the quality of an artist, and he must have this sense of security wherever he goes.

As soon as the door was closed, Xiao Yi's face showed secret joy, and he laughed silently.

He said he wanted to go to bed early, but he didn't. He first reported the situation to his agent.Originally, I wanted to say, "Maybe Xia Yueming already knew it was him", but later I thought it was unnecessary, and the photo had disappeared from the Internet.Even if it didn't disappear, 'Xia Yueming' probably wouldn't survive that time.

The manager over there felt that Xiao Yi's mood was surprisingly calm at the moment, and he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"You didn't do anything extra behind my back, did you?" The manager confirmed this again.Xiao Yi's good mood was too weird, how could he still have such a peaceful mind when he met Xia Yueming?Not normal, weird.

"No, Ah Kuan has been following me. If I do something, he will definitely tell you." Xiao Yi continued to smile, no one would know what he did, and there was no evidence.He knew he was too obvious to be happy, but he couldn't hide it.

The last time Xia Yueming was lucky, he just broke his leg. This time, it should be over.

Xiao Yi laughed in his heart: Isn't it good to live like a mouse?If you insist on running out, you asked for it.

The manager at the other end couldn't find evidence, he was skeptical, and he was afraid that talking too much would cause rebellion, so he could only say in the end: "Then you have a good rest."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, he opened the forum.

The matter about that photo is still being discussed on the Internet, but the disturbance is slowly subsiding.There are no photos, no conclusive evidence, and no one is deliberately hyping it up. This kind of news will automatically disappear from people's sight in a day or two.

Today's good things are really one after another.

Xiao Yi hummed a song and went to take a bath, but when he walked out of the bathroom door wearing a bathrobe, he was stunned.He saw Qingchuan sitting on his bed.

Qing Chuan was wearing his daytime clothes, and was flipping through Xiao Yi's cell phone in his hand. When he saw him coming out, he smiled kindly.

"Good evening, Xiao Yi."

"?!"

"You can call, you can try whether you die faster or I am found faster."

Xiao Yi came out wearing a bathrobe, but when Qing Chuan twisted him onto the bed, the bathrobe fell apart and there was nothing inside.Qing Chuan pressed one knee on the bed, condescendingly, one hand pressed his neck, and the other hand held a small knife. If he didn't look at the knife, it was actually a bit ambiguous.

However, Xiao Yi, who was pressed on the bed, couldn't feel the charm of the assailant. He broke out in a cold sweat. Anyway, he didn't understand how Qing Chuan appeared in his room without a sound.

The cold blade was against his throat, and he could feel the chill brought by the weapon when he breathed. He didn't dare to act rashly, and he didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Xiao Yi was afraid of death, especially afraid, so he didn't dare to move.

"Do you still remember this thing?" Qing Chuan continued to press the opponent's throat with a knife, and took out a metal pendant with the other hand, "You gave it to me."

Xiao Yi had a strong desire to survive, so he smiled dryly, "Yes, yes, don't you like it?"

"If I didn't like it, there wouldn't be a car accident, right?"

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand? You don't misunderstand something, right?" Xiao Yi's expression was pleading, and he spoke intermittently: "This is a very common pendant, if you don't believe it, you can put it in my body. If something unfortunate happens, it happens to me."

Qing Chuan looked at him and didn't speak.

Xiao Yi swallowed his saliva, "I know, I was really sorry for you after your accident, and you should hate me. But, I really didn't know that you had a car accident."

"Do you know?" Qing Chuan looked at him and laughed, "Your acting skills are much better now than at that time. Sure enough, the great terror between life and death will stimulate people's potential. This pendant is tailor-made for me Yes, what's the use of hanging on you? Isn't it?"

"He really knows..." Xiao Yi lingered on this thought, and his heart suddenly cooled down. Since he could find a warlock, of course Xia Yueming could too.

"Calm down." Xiao Yi panted, sweat dripping from his forehead, "Even if you kill me, what good will it do you? Your legs are just right, Director Wang's filming is not over yet..."

Qingchuan had a meal.

At this moment, Xiao Yi didn't know where the strength came from. He pushed Qing Chuan away and fled through the door, shouting while rushing, "Xia Yueming killed someone! Xia Yueming killed someone!"

Xiao Yi's bathrobe was pressed on the bed, and he just ran out like a newborn baby.

Seeing him running out, Qing Chuan laughed silently.

He was not wearing anything, and he just ran out, scaring the waiters in the corridor to scream, and then many people came directly, including the staff of the hotel and their program group, all gathered in this short corridor superior.

Even the two guests who were about to fall asleep came out.

Someone turned on the phone directly, with an excited face.

Everyone was surprised when they saw Xiao Yi's appearance, "What's going on?"

Only then did Xiao Yi realize that he was not wearing anything, and he screamed, "Don't take pictures, you are not allowed to take pictures!"

Xiao Yi's assistant, A Kuan, was next door, and immediately came over with a bathrobe. While putting on the bathrobe, Xiao Yi shivered while pointing at the open door, "Xia Yueming, Xia Yueming is going to kill me!"

what?

They all felt baffled, because they watched the three of Qingchuan leave ten minutes ago, and they haven't come back yet, where did 'Xia Yueming' come from?Is this a horror film or a detective film?Or is it a spoof?

A few tall and burly staff squeezed to the door to see that there was no one there. The small room did not contain a big man's locker or box. They even went to the bathroom, but there was nothing there either.

The homestay has safety glass windows, which are locked, and even children cannot squeeze out.

Xiao Yi kept emphasizing that it was definitely not dizziness, but he searched the room carefully inside and out, but found nothing.Others looked at him strangely.

"It's Xia Yueming! It's really Xia Yueming!" He would never admit his mistake.

Seeing Xiao Yi's crazy appearance, the director had no choice but to call Wang Chao, "Is Yueming here?"

"Yueming? Yueming, the director is looking for you." Then, Xia Yueming's voice appeared over there, "Director, what's the matter?" He seemed to be having a good time listening to his voice.

The moment the voice of 'Xia Yueming' appeared, Xiao Yi was completely wrong, how could it be possible?

"It's okay, you have to compete tomorrow, come back early to rest."

"Okay, I got the director."

The director hung up the phone and looked at Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi's face was paler than in the morning, and then quickly congested and turned red, "I really see that Xia Yue is bright."

No one believed him, not even his assistant Ah Kuan. They suspected that either Xiao Yi was mentally ill or he had taken some kind of hallucinogenic medicine.

The director patted him on the shoulder, "Is it a dream? Go to bed earlier."

Ah Kuan kept apologizing to others, saying that Xiao Yi was tired and having nightmares, but Xiao Yi was in a daze, not knowing where he was, whether it was a dream or reality.

Ah Kuan took the man to his room, and he made a bed on the floor to make do for the night.

Both of them forgot to tell their manager, but Xiao Yi realized that someone might have already photographed that scene and posted it on the Internet yesterday, it was already too late.Before dawn, the Internet was already full of news about 'the popular traffic Xiao Yi suddenly went into hysteria, alleging that Xia Yueming intended to kill'.

Several videos from different angles, with pictures and sound.From the moment he ran out so frankly, to the final confirmation by the director on the phone, there was a beginning and an end, without cutting and putting together.

Thus, Xia Yueming's car accident and Xiao Yi's ungrateful actions were brought up.Various conspiracy theories began to appear, such as Xiao Yi's guilty conscience, such as Xiao Yi's potential mental illness, and some people even suspected that Xiao Yi was taking drugs.

The manager was so angry that he lost his temper. He didn't ask for anything, but only asked Xiao Yi to finish recording this episode of the program quietly.

He had to complete the recording of the program well and completely, otherwise the news of Xiao Yi's diagnosis of mental illness would be the next day.

Qing Chuan slept very well, without dreaming.He took out the little paper figurine from his pocket, tore it into pieces and threw it into the wastebasket.

When washing up, Qing Chuan felt that he was a little too bright and refreshed in the mirror, thought for a while, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and then walked out the door.

Today's atmosphere is particularly embarrassing, even the most brilliant acting skills can't hide the embarrassment.

Wang Chao saw Qingchuan coming out and greeted him.He just found out about this last night, and then he posted a photo of the three of them in Liyu Lake in his Moments. Needless to say, his position was very clear.

"Thank you, Super Brother."

Wang Chao looked at the slightly red corners of his eyes, and sighed, "Come on, let's go have breakfast."

Xiao Yi came out at the back, and his condition was very bad. Early in the morning, his assistant borrowed a car and went out to buy cold medicine.It seems that yesterday I stood naked for a while and froze, but now I have a runny nose and a red nose.

Fortunately, today is the match between Qing Chuan and Mr. Huang's grandson, and Xiao Yi doesn't have any part in it. Otherwise, if this face is put on the top, he won't be a "fairy man".

Although yesterday's news came out, the fairy spirit probably couldn't get up anymore.

Many fans couldn't stand it, they were attracted by Xiao Yi's "melancholy literature and art", but the person in the video looked like a lunatic who escaped from a mental hospital.Xiao Yi broke the perfection in fans' hearts, and he started to drop fans like a slide.

Xiao Yi and 'Xia Yueming' completely turned over, the fans on both sides became sworn enemies, and the hatred was locked.

It takes 5 minutes to drive from the homestay to Mr. Huang's old house.

Originally, Qing Chuan and Xiao Yi were seated at the front and back, but now one is in the front left and the other is in the back right.Qing Chuan didn't talk much, Xiao Yi kept sneezing, last night's sequelae came, everyone was consciously separating Qing Chuan and Xiao Yi.

Two old actors who were originally biased, plus the onlookers Jiang Xue who naturally sympathizes with the weak, and Wang Chao who is somewhat protective.Even if you can't show too strong expressions in front of the camera, everyone's tendency is needless to say.

Originally, Xiao Yi had been sorry for Qing Chuan before, but now he is doing this again, making people look down on him even more.

There is a saying that netizens are right, even if it is a nightmare, if it is not a guilty conscience, how can you be so scared?

Others can see it, and Xiao Yi can naturally feel it too. While wiping his nose with a tissue, he desperately thought of countermeasures.

Qingchuan is a special guest, and he can go back today, but Xiao Yi is not. He is a regular guest of this season, and he has been in the program group for this month. However, everyone in the program group, from the director to the guests, likes him The values ​​are all negative numbers, and the pot of hysteria is still on his body...

The more Xiao Yi thought about it, the more irritable he became.

He was convinced that he was not hysterical, let alone hallucinations, how did he do it?This kind of method without anyone noticing... He immediately thought of Warlock.

Is there a warlock helping Xia Yueming?

A group of people had arrived at Mr. Huang's old house, and they found a familiar but unexpected person.

"Director Miao, why are you here?" The director was very surprised.That's right, Miao Hui, who is now a regular at the Billion Club.

"I heard that Xiao'er is competing with others, and it happens to be nearby, so come and see."

children?They turned to the young man with an indifferent face, and they really looked alike.So, Mr. Huang is the father-in-law of director Miao Hui?Everyone was so surprised that they even looked at Qing Chuan, another participant, with different eyes.

The competition with the great director's son will be shown on TV. They don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing for Qingchuan.

Qing Chuan stood in the outer circle, just called out 'Director Miao' along with the crowd, and there was no more to say.

Mr. Huang looked unhappy, "I told you that you are here to spoil the atmosphere, what are you doing here? Let Xiao Bao feel at ease to compete, okay?"

No matter how good the director Miao Hui is, he can only touch his nose in front of his father-in-law and listen obediently: Yes, father, you are right in everything you say.

When everyone arrived, they began to announce the rules of the game:

This time the competition lasted three hours, and both of them used finely carved clay, which made the shape quick and easy to produce results. As for the title, Mr. Huang and the program team discussed it together, 'Song of Life'.

It's quite a literary topic, but the scope is actually very wide, and the possibility of making mistakes is very small.

Just before the official competition, both of them put on their aprons and were ready to start. Director Miao Hui suddenly said to his son, "If you lose this time, come back and learn filming from me."

The young man sneered and looked at Qingchuan, "If I lose, I will take you as my teacher, and I will follow you wherever you go, and make the bed."

Everyone asked: What are these father and son doing?This is too embarrassing, right?Neither win nor lose.

They couldn't help but sympathize with Chi Yu who was affected, why was it so unlucky?

Qing Chuan didn't care, Mr. Huang drove director Miao Hui outside, announced the start, and he began to observe the sludge on his hand.

Clay is relatively hard at room temperature, but it will melt away with the temperature of your hands, so you have to be careful when carving details.But in just three hours, it is too late to describe the whole work in detail, Qing Chuan has some small thoughts.

The contrast between virtual and real can sometimes reflect the theme better.

He moved very quickly, and flakes of sludge flew down like little snowflakes, as if he didn't need any time to think about it.The young man was still thinking about the shape, but didn't really do it. Qingchuan could already vaguely see a human figure.

The young man also became a little anxious, and he picked up the carving knife.

Under Qing Chuan's hand, the silhouette of a person slowly appeared. This is a person lying on the ground, with slightly curly short and medium hair spread out naturally, and seems to be wearing a decent suit and leather shoes. His hands are folded on his lower abdomen, his face There is a faint smile.

On its chest, there is still a small cube, I don't know what Qingchuan is going to do.

He retouched the figure lying down, it still looked like a blurry figure, but he added certain details, and suddenly felt that this was probably a man sleeping in joy, with a faint smile appearing on it There was a kind of satisfaction and happiness on his face.

Qing Chuan began to carve the small square on his chest, and as the mud slipped off piece by piece, they could tell what he was carving—a rose.

Each petal is as thin as a snowflake, and it is clearly carved from clay. It looks so pitiful, and it can be blown off by a gust of wind at any time.

The human figure is vague, but revealing joy, but the rose is delicate and delicate, with a drop of dew on the tip of the petals.

At this time, the young man also completed his work, which is a girl holding an apple, very beautiful and lovely.However, he looked at Qingchuan's blurred human figure, then at his own, and suddenly stretched out his hand and directly smashed his work into pieces.

There is no need to compare.

That girl is very cute, with a face like a red apple, but it is fake, it is not even as agile as the dewdrop on the rose, let alone the smile that seems to exist and does not exist on the face of the human figure.

These two works, the first one is detailed and beautiful, but you can finish it after just one glance, the second one doesn’t seem to have the concreteness of the former one, but you stop and want to take a closer look, every angle has a different Feel.

Even a complete layman can understand it, choose carefully, which one you want to take home, the answer will immediately appear in your mind.

Love drilled out of the heart, and the smile became a flower.

When you hold it, love surges in your heart, and you and your partner seem to feel the friendship from each other.

special props.

"What's its name?" Director Miao Hui, who was kicked out by Mr. Huang, squeezed aside at some point, leaning forward to take a closer look at the statue.

Mr. Huang pushed him away, "It's nothing to do with you, let's go."

"What are you doing dad, I'm just scaring the kids, why do you take it seriously?" Director Miao Hui put on a serious face and refused to leave, "Xiao Xia, what's the name?"

Qing Chuan didn't know what he thought of, his eyes were slightly bent, and the sweet fragrance was blowing over with the breeze, and the air was full of sweet fragrance.

"It's called, lover."

The author has something to say: When Wei Ge is not around, I miss him.

Wei Ge appeared, let you go, let Qingchuan be beautiful alone.

Does it look like us who went home during the Chinese New Year?