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Everything about the stars is as romantic as a dream.

He Sijia listened very carefully, and planted the seeds of longing for the universe in her heart.

Before leaving, they prepared to take a group photo.

Mei Qing put Wu Zhen's shoulders and greeted He Sijia: "Come, stand with your brother."

He Sijia stood on the other side of Mei Qing, and said in a joking tone: "We are also like Neptune and Triton, just like plastic brothers." He pulled Miao Miaomiao, "Let me catch the popularity of the national girl, say Maybe he can fight for the title of national elder brother."

Wu Zhen said slowly: "Isn't the elder brother of the national daughter the son of the national?"

He Sijia: "..."

After lining up, the five guests smiled at the camera at the same time.

And the LED screen behind them is demonstrating the life of a star, from birth to death, the exploded elements are paved into a nebula, and the nebula breeds new stars, composing the eternal cycle of the universe.

On this day, they walked more than 400 kilometers, but failed to reach T City. Instead, they set up three tents in the wild.

It's not a mistake in planning, but the program group did it on purpose - when it comes to tossing guests, how can a national TV station with money and leisure lose to a local station?

He Sijia and Wu Zhen naturally squeezed into a tent. There were many mosquitoes in the wild, and he especially attracted mosquitoes, so he sprayed a lot of toilet water inside and outside the tent in advance.When he washed up and went into the tent, he almost choked to death.

Wu Zhen was very calm, because his nose was blocked and he couldn't smell it.

"The program team didn't prepare a moisture-proof pad, and it might be cold at night." Wu Zhen tidied the down sleeping bag and reminded softly: "You'd better put your clothes under the sleeping bag, it's better than nothing."

You must know that the cold air in the ground is very cold, and moisture-proof pads are essential for camping in the wild.

At this time, the outside temperature is only 6 degrees.

He Sijia said "Oh" indifferently, but followed suit.

But in the middle of the night, it began to rain suddenly.

He Sijia couldn't tell if he was woken up by the sound of rain, or by freezing.

He took his phone and checked the time, it was 02:30 in the morning.

He Sijia closed her eyes again and wanted to continue to sleep, but the more she slept, the colder she got, her feet were frozen into ice cubes.

The pattering raindrops hit the tent, and He Sijia was not sleepy at all. He turned his head to look at Wu Zhen who was still asleep, and a ridiculous and ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in his mind-if the relationship between them was still the same as before, at least Heat can now be generated by friction.

He Sijia sneered and was about to turn around when another voice sounded from the tent.

"Don't sleep?"

Wu Zhen's voice was sober, without any sleepiness.

He Sijia asked in a daze, "When did you wake up?"

"Wake up earlier than you."

If he hadn't taken cold medicine, Wu Zhen suspected that it would be difficult for him to fall asleep in this environment, so he asked, "Are you cold?"

He Sijia didn't answer, but the meaning was clear.

"Would you like to squeeze me?"

He Sijia sneered, now that his bluffing mask had been washed off by Wu Zhen with a glass of water, there was no need to put on an air, and said directly: "With our current relationship, does Mr. Wu think it's appropriate?"

"what relationship?"

He Sijia couldn't tell.

Stranger certainly wasn't.

colleague?People you know?Seems to be a little weaker.

But he quickly thought again, why should he seriously think about this issue, and only perfunctory said: "Didn't I tell you everything, plastic brother."

Wu Zhen chuckled, "Triton and Neptune?"

He thought that He Scarlett probably didn't know that Triton was not originally a satellite of Neptune, it just happened to approach the orbit of Neptune and was captured thereafter.

The two stars are affected by tidal effects and will only get closer and closer.

Or collide and perish.

Alternatively, Triton rips apart into rings that accompany Neptune forever.

Author: Jiajia: I bought a glass of pear juice for Mr. Wu.

Ruan Xueli: Buy me buy me!

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Regarding the stars, I refer to miscellaneous popular science, and the more I learn, the more romantic I feel.

Also, there is no camera for Splashing Water, so I misunderstood a lot of cuteness.

I wrote splashing water to break the stalemate between the two. Jiajia has been wearing a mask, and with Tuntun’s character, he must do something to stimulate his true emotions. Sliding kneeling, talking heart-to-heart, and physical intimacy are all wrong. Jia's anger is most in line with the status quo.

And, don’t worry about my thinking being affected, old readers should know that I usually just write my own, unless I feel something is wrong, I will modify it.If you're liked, that's fine, and it's normal to have arguments.

Love you all, okay.

☆、Chapter 41

He Sijia still fell asleep later, because the people in the program team found out with conscience and sent two extra sleeping bags.

I don't know if it was influenced by Wu Zhen singing Meihu opera. He dreamed that Wu Zhen was wearing a costume and played the role of Huadan. When he woke up, he felt a little bad-he had a reaction.

He Sijia was not a person who could bear it, so she hid in her sleeping bag and solved it secretly.

He was just getting into it when he suddenly heard Wu Zhen ask, "What are you doing?"

He Sijia was almost frightened, and stared back, "Why are you pretending to be innocent?"

Wu Zhen sat up halfway, staring at He Sijia's face, and asked with a smile, "Do you need help?"

"Dare to come here and castrate you!"

He Sijia thought to herself that since they were all discovered, there was no need to suppress it.He felt that the sleeping bag was imprisoning his performance, so he just got out and lay flat on the sleeping bag to continue, not minding being watched by Wu Zhen at all.

Anyway, I can't touch it.

He Sijia's breath became shorter and shorter, her slightly parted lips seemed to be asking for a kiss.

He straightened his upper body slightly, bent one leg, and curled up his round toes.

Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel Wu Zhen's gaze, and the secret stimulation made his body more excited.

With a muffled grunt, he let go.

He Sijia vented her strength and fell back on the sleeping bag, breathing calmly. After a while, he lazily opened his eyelids and glanced at Wu Zhen.

In fact, I can't see anything, after all, most of Wu Zhen's body is hidden in the sleeping bag, but the eyes looking at him are particularly deep.

He Sijia inexplicably felt the joy of winning the battle. He pulled off the T-shirt he changed last night, wiped himself, and pulled up his pants.

Being in the wilderness, of course the guests had to prepare breakfast by themselves. Fortunately, the program team provided ingredients and tools.

After discussing with Mei Qing, He Sijia planned to cook a pot of porridge with vegetables and lean meat. After the rice was soaked, Wu Zhen came out of the tent.

Others thought it was because of a cold, and asked for their health one after another. He Sijia sneered secretly, and slashed at the meat on the chopping board with the kitchen knife.

After the meal, everyone continued on the road.

After sitting in the car for two consecutive days, He Sijia felt uncomfortable all over. Fortunately, the recording will end tonight.

They have only one main goal today, which is the Soil and Water Conservation Ecological Research Center.

There is nothing to do on the road, and sleeping is the best choice to kill time.

When the convoy stopped, He Sijia opened her eyes and found that they had come to a jujube forest.

The receptionist was a young village official. According to him, the jujubes in the village will mature in September and October, and now is the harvest time.

"In the early years, some researchers came to the village to give lectures to analyze what kind of soil is suitable for planting here, and to teach everyone how to cultivate water and soil conservation. At that time, only a few bright-minded young people were willing to listen, and they were selected as typical households. Later, they became The first batch of wealthy households in the village." The village official is less than 30 years old, and his words and deeds still have the enthusiasm and determination of young people. "Ecological protection requires joint cooperation. Scientists study the principles, and we farmers are responsible for implementation."

Mei Qing said: "Sometimes it is more difficult to convince farmers than to engage in scientific research."

The village official wholeheartedly agreed: "They don't understand the theory when talking to farmers, but once they see the effect, everyone is more motivated to learn than anyone else. The villagers in our village are capable and willing to endure hardships, so we have the ten thousand mu jujube we see now. Forest."

He Sijia listened distractedly, and when he saw the jujube trees, he couldn't help but think of Wu Zhen's use of jujube as a metaphor for him during the media visit last time.

He couldn't help but look at Wu Zhen, but the other party didn't have any special reaction, as if he had forgotten.

The program team arranged for guests to experience jujube harvesting. He Sijia saw that the villagers were very interested in harvesting dates, so she offered to ask for a pole.

When he was shaking the long pole, Wu Zhen walked behind him with a bamboo basket, and a very soft voice floated into He Sijia's ears——

"Small jujubes and jujubes."

He Sijia suddenly turned her head and saw Wu Zhen squatting on the ground picking up dates, as if she had never said anything seriously.

He was tangled in his heart, he didn't really want to hit dates anymore, he wanted to hit someone a little bit.

It took a lot of energy to beat the dates, and He Sijia felt sore in his arms after a while, and began to be lazy.

The rest of the people were busy with their own business and didn't notice, only Wu Zhen walked over, "I'll do it."

Immediately, He Sijia ignited a wave of ambition, and refused righteously, "Ms. Wu can just do her own thing well, and being too helpful to others will only encourage the bad atmosphere of liking leisure and loathing work."

Wu Zhen laughed shortly, "Teacher He's noble character is admirable."

He Sijia boasted that she had to persevere even while kneeling, but it was not as difficult as imagined.

After getting into the car again, he moved his arms. Wu Zhen pinched his upper arm lightly and asked, "Are you tired?"

The familiar movements almost made He Sijia forget the stalemate relationship between the two of them, and blurted out: "Fortunately, I went to the military training base for half a month to train."

Wu Zhen paused and said, "I don't even know."

He Sijia's attitude became cold again, "You don't know much."

Near noon, they finally arrived at the Soil and Water Conservation Ecological Research Center. As the finale of the variety show, a positive theme presentation is essential.

The person in charge of the center led them to visit the test base. Someone was breaking down the soil with a tool, measuring how much soil was in it, how much organic content was in the soil, and even counted the roots one by one; Record data and collect samples before the instrument.

The person in charge introduced them one by one, pointed to several researchers and said: "The 'soil erosion resistance' test they are doing now is to pass cotton thread back and forth into the soil through a steel wire needle to simulate the root system of vegetation. Only by understanding the relationship between root system of vegetation and soil loss relationship, we can choose the most suitable vegetation under different soil and environmental conditions..."

He Sijia understood half of what he heard, and personally participated in a few small experiments at the request of the program team. Before leaving, he even asked the researcher for a piece of soil.

Ruan Xueli saw it by chance and asked, "What are you doing with the clod?"

He Sijia made a booing gesture, "Keep your voice down, I'm useful."

Ruan Xueli was at a loss, seeing that He Sijia didn't intend to say more, so she suppressed her curiosity.

Later, the person in charge took them to the station history exhibition hall.

The museum houses soil samples collected over the decades, and scientists still hold on to this legacy to this day.

"Actually, the Yellow River was not called the Yellow River at first, but called He, Dahe, and Qinghe. It was not until the Tang Dynasty that the name of the Yellow River was officially determined..."

"The Loess Plateau was not formed on the spot, but was blown by the wind from Siberia. The soil particles in the wind met the warm air and slowly settled. Over 200 million years, the current Loess Plateau gradually formed... "

"My mentor is a famous scientist. He once said, 'The Yellow River is not clear, and I will not die in peace'. It is his lifelong belief and belief to make the Yellow River clear. The old man passed away three years ago. 16 million tons dropped to more than 1 million tons, it can be said that it has basically become clear, I think he should be able to rest in peace..."

The person in charge slowly told about the achievements of Yellow River governance and the stories that happened during the period.

If the starry sky is poetic, then the earth is a bit plain and dull, and even the stories are less ups and downs, rigorous and serious.

But regardless of the starry sky or the earth, the vibrations brought to He Sijia are the same.

Dreams and reality complement each other, and human beings will have more expectations for the future.

At this time, a staff member of the program team found Miao Miaomiao and gave her a mission card.

"Participate in flow measurement work." Miao Miaomiao read out the mission content in a daze.

The person in charge of the center smiled kindly, "There is a hydrological station near us, which is responsible for measuring the sediment content and water volume data in the river section. Let's take a ride there now?"

A group of people got on the shuttle bus in the center and set off for the hydrological station.

When she learned that the survey work had to be done on a hanging basket across the river, Miao Miaomiao's eyes showed a bit of worry, and when she saw the hanging basket hanging at a height of ten meters, shaking from side to side, her worry turned into frightened.

Seeing that she was afraid, He Sijia wanted to go up with her, but the director refused.

Therefore, he could only watch as Miao Miaomiao boarded the hanging basket with a face full of death.

Through the control of the operating room, the hanging basket crossed the embankment and slowly slid to the center of the river.

He Sijia put her hand on her forehead and looked up, when she suddenly heard Wu Zhen ask, "What about your mission?"

"That's right! The show is almost finished recording, why haven't you received the task yet?" Ruan Xueli also realized something was wrong.

He Sijia curled her lips, "On the way to gather on the first day, I received the task."

"What is it?"

"Secret."

He Sijia kept the secret to the end, and when they reached the lobby of a certain hotel in T City, he finally revealed the content of the mission.

"The director asked me to give each of you a commemorative gift, and I'm ready."

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, He Sijia opened the backpack, took out a box first, and gave Mei Qing a box of tea, "This is the tea we borrowed from that family for the first night. Said to be the best quality."

Mei Qing likes to drink tea, so she took it happily, "Thank you, I like it very much."

He Sijia then gave Ruan Xueli a wheat painting, which he bought in the Town God's Temple.The painting is made of wheat grains, and the pattern is the scenery of the Lijiang River. Ruan Xueli grew up by the Lijiang River since she was a child, so she is naturally very satisfied.

"Miaomiao, are you going to take an art exam this year?" He Sijia asked suddenly.

Miao Miaomiao nodded defenselessly.

"You can't ignore cultural lessons in the art test. The Q city we passed by is a strong city for the college entrance examination. My brother specially selected a few tutorial books for you." He Sijia took out the book, patted Miao Miaomiao's thin shoulder, and said earnestly: "Study hard. ,Serve the motherland."

"..."

Miao Miaomiao didn't know He Sijia before, and most of her understanding of He Sijia came from the media. In fact, her perception of He Sijia was not good.But after getting along with her for a few days, she had already changed her impression. He Sijia was not as difficult to get along with as the rumors said. On the contrary, she was easy to talk to and took good care of her.

But at this moment, feeling the weight of the tutorial book in his arms, those good impressions are slowly collapsing and disintegrating...

And Scarlett has turned to the last guest.

Wu Zhen still had a smile on his face, and when He Sijia looked over, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's for you." He Sijia handed out a plastic bag.

After Wu Zhen took it, he weighed it. It felt a little heavy. He opened the bag and found that it was a dry clod.

Ruan Xueli felt familiar when she saw the soil clod, and blurted out: "This seems to be the soil you asked for from the researcher?"

"Yes." He Sijia admitted frankly.

"What's the point? It's just a random piece from the basket of soil—"

"What is casual?" He Sijia plausibly said, "Although it can be seen everywhere and is not worth much, but it can contribute to the conservation of water and soil in our country, how can it be called casual?"

"..."

Ruan Xueli's expression was indescribable, Mei Qing also glanced at Wu Zhen sympathetically, and even Miao Miaomiao began to reflect that Brother Scarlett actually treated her very well.

"Not bad." Wu Zhen nodded slightly, "Very romantic gift."

Ruan Xueli and Miao Miaomiao said in unison: "Where is the romance?"

Wu Zhen put the clod back into the bag, and said with a smile: "Isn't the history that started 200 million years ago, originated from distant Siberia, and was carried by the wind, not romantic enough?"

Author: Scarlett: I lost.

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The Yellow River is not clear, I will not die with my eyes closed by Zhu Xianmo

This chapter refers to Mr. Liu Guobin's speech.

Love you all, what a da!

☆、Chapter 42

He Sijia was well aware of Wu Zhen's language skills, so she digested it after a brief moment of stupefaction.

But others were less peaceful.

"My God, Mr. Wu, you are too good at speaking." Ruan Xueli's eyes turned into stars.

Mei Qing also said with a smile: "After you explain it like this, I feel that your gift is the most precious."

Only Miao Miaomiao fell into autism again holding her tutorial book.

The guests bid farewell to the program team one by one, and went back to their rooms with their suitcases, which also indicated that the official recording of this variety show was completed.

He Sijia went straight to the bathroom after entering the door. He couldn't take a shower last night, and he felt uncomfortable all day.

He lay in the bathtub and played a game, then simply took a shower, and after drying his hair, he heard the phone ring.

"Sydney?"

"Do you want to sing K?"

He Sijia looked at the time, it was six forty.

"Is it just us?"

"Of course not. I've already asked Mr. Mei and Miao Miao. They are both OK. You are familiar with Mr. Wu. Can you ask him?"

He Sijia didn't agree directly, but said: "I haven't eaten yet."

"I didn't eat either, let's go out to eat. There is a shopping mall nearby, so go straight to the KTV after dinner."

"……OK then."

After all, Mei Qing agreed, and He Sijia couldn't be disappointed. He sat down on the sofa and opened Wu Zhen's WeChat.

Almost two months have passed since the last contact, He Sijia glanced at the frozen chat records, and locked the phone again.

He kicked off his slippers annoyedly, thought for a while, and decided to knock on the door directly.

Wu Zhen lived next door to him. After opening the door, he saw that he was fully dressed, including a mask and hat, and asked in a daze, "Going out?"

He Sijia smelled the bath frankincense wafting from the room, and said "Mmm", "Sydney asked if you want to sing karaoke, and eat together by the way."

"Okay." Wu Zhen stepped aside and motioned for He Sijia to come in.

But Scarlett stood still.

Wu Zhen stared at him for a while, went back to the room, put on a coat, and came out after a little disguise.

The hotel specially arranged a car for them. On the way, Ruan Xueli opened the APP and asked everyone what to eat, but they got a bunch of "casual".

She rolled her eyes in her heart, "Then I'll make a decision. Mr. Mei and Mr. Wu both like spicy food, right? There is a famous local hot pot with sour soup and fish in the shopping center. Why don't you just eat this?"

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Ruan Xueli called to book a private room, and continued to use the app.

"There are three KTVs, all of which have similar ratings. Let me see which one is the best deal."

He Sijia was shocked: "You actually bought a group?"

Ruan Xueli said generously: "What's the matter with the group buying? My money is not from the wind. I need to support the team, maintain the styling, and market. Of course, I can save as much as I can."

Mei Qing nodded repeatedly.

He Sijia sneered: "Then why don't you eat hot pot together?"

"Because there are no boxes for group buying, but I can buy vouchers."

"..."

The hotel is very close to the shopping mall, although there was a bit of a traffic jam, it took less than 15 minutes to arrive.

The car drove into the underground parking lot, and Ruan Xueli received a text message saying, "I'm going to the KTV first."

It used to be that group buying required people to arrive before eight o'clock, but now it's past seven o'clock, and they still want to eat hot pot, so it must be too late.

Ruan Xueli plans to open the box first and then buy more snacks and drinks, so it should be fine.

Wu Zhen was sitting near the door, and now he opened the car door and said, "Let me go, you guys remember to go upstairs separately, a group of people is too eye-catching."

He Sijia couldn't help muttering: "Just don't buy group purchases, it's really troublesome."

Ruan Xueli didn't bother to talk to him, and got out of the car after Wu Zhen.

She was the first to go to the hotpot restaurant, and after waiting for a while, she saw Miaomiao and Mei Lao. The three of them ordered the hotpot and their favorite dishes, but Wu Zhen and He Sijia still couldn't be seen.

Ruan Xueli was about to call the two when He Sijia and Wu Zhen came in.

"Why are you two so slow?"

He Scarlett said nothing.

Wu Zhen glanced at him and said, "There was an accident and it was delayed."

He Sijia listened absent-mindedly, but in fact she hadn't calmed down much yet.

To be precise, he had an accident, and Wu Zhen helped him avoid it.

He Sijia was the last to get off the car. The hot pot restaurant Ruan Xueli booked was on the 5B floor, but he got into the elevator and couldn't find the 5B button, so he had to go to the fifth floor first and then take the escalator.

There are many businesses on each floor of the shopping mall, and the guidance system is not perfect. When He Sijia went up the escalator, she turned on the mobile phone navigation, so she didn't notice Wu Zhen who was coming down the escalator next to her.

He was entering the name of the hotpot restaurant when he suddenly heard someone shouting "Be careful". He raised his head instinctively and saw Wu Zhen dexterously flipping over the handrail in the middle of the escalator at a speed that dazzled him, and stood in front of him.

Everything happened so fast that he had no time to react, and then he heard a muffled sound.

Until now, He Sijia's mind was very confused. She only knew that the person in front of him didn't take care of the suitcase, which caused the suitcase to roll down and almost hit him.

At that time, the scene was chaotic. Some people stopped the elevator, some were watching the excitement, and some were very scared. Wu Zhen took advantage of the chaos and ran away.

"What accident?" Seeing that He Sijia was a little silly, Ruan Xueli and the others were very worried.

Wu Zhen moved her shoulder blades, took off her mask and said, "It's okay, Scarlett took the wrong escalator, and when I came down, I happened to meet..."

He explained the process lightly, and the three of them were afraid for a while.

"Let me see, is the bone hurt?" Mei Qing told Wu Zhen to lie down on the sofa.

"No, it doesn't hurt much, go back and apply the medicine—"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and lie down!"

Mei Qing was born as a military doctor. Although he has changed professions, his basic judgment is still there.

After carefully checking Wu Zhen's clothes, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's true that there is no bone injury, but there may be soft tissue bruises. I'd better go to the hospital for insurance."

Wu Zhen sat up and pulled off his clothes, "Going to the hospital is too much trouble, I'll wait until I get back to City B. I know it well, and I won't make fun of my body."

Mei Qing thought about it too. If their celebrities are photographed in the hospital, they don't know what they will be called. "Well, let's go to the waiter in the store to buy some medicine, and I'll give you a push."

Wu Zhen didn't refuse anymore, but thanked her.

Mei Qing sighed again, "I invite you to record the variety show this time, and I'm ashamed to make you sick and injured again."

Wu Zhen glanced at He Sijia who was silent and said with a smile, "If you don't invite me, I have to come."

He Sijia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her mouth tensed.

Because of the sudden accident, everyone didn't plan to sing K at first, but Wu Zhen repeatedly said that she was fine, and there was nothing unusual during the meal, and everyone gradually relaxed.

Wu Zhen also intended to reassure them, the first song requested by KTV was a very festive song.

He took the lead, and the rest sang a few songs.

Mei Qing likes to sing popular songs and various operas, Ruan Xueli likes current pop songs, as for Miao Miaomiao's songs, everyone is unfamiliar, what kind of Taoist friend, the truth is true—Anyway, He Sijia has never heard of it.

At this time, he has returned to normal on the surface, and also sang a few songs.

He intends to vent, the rhythm of the songs he ordered is very high, and he doesn't use skills when singing, just howling.

In fact, his voice is very good, but every song always breaks continuously, which is very joyful and tormenting.

After He Sijia and Mei Qing sang the song "Serving the Country With Loyalty", Wu Zhen pressed the tragus and left under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Ruan Xueli also rubbed her tortured ears and complained, "Scarlett, can't you sing a good song?"

"Where did I not sing well?"

"The last time we were on the grassland, the Russian folk song you sang was so beautiful, I almost picked you."

Mei Qing also turned to He Sijia curiously: "Can Scarlett still sing Russian folk songs?"

Miao Miaomiao was also full of doubts.

He Sijia told the truth with a half-smile, "Actually, I only remember a few lines of the lyrics of that song, and I sang the rest of it randomly. Didn't you catch it?"

Ruan Xueli: "..."

But under everyone's request, He Sijia still agreed to sing a song seriously.

Just when a new song was switched on the screen, he stared at the chubby singer wearing glasses in the MV, and said, "Just sing this, who ordered it? Take it up."

Ruan Xueli immediately raised her hand, "Sing whatever you want!"

So when Wu Zhen came back, he saw He Sijia standing on the small stage in the private room, still holding the microphone.

He condensed his steps slightly, walked back to his seat without changing his face, and just sat silently opposite the farthest from the small stage.

Cold and warm lights alternately shone on He Scarlett's face, sometimes cool and sometimes soft.

Mei Qing shook the bell, Miao Miaomiao and Ruan Xueli waved their arms to the rhythm.

Wu Zhen glanced at them and frowned in confusion.

Suddenly, he felt a vibration coming from his trouser pocket, took out his phone and checked, it was a WeChat message from his manager.

He replied with a few words, but when He Sijia sang the first sentence, he stopped his fingers.

It was an extremely beautiful voice, and it was also a voice that directly hit the soul.

He Sijia, who is no longer howling, has a clear and distant voice. Although she sings the lyrics, she seems to be telling a story.

The imagination of the blank space in the song is very touching.

And the people who were stared at by Wu Zhen were also deeply touched, not He Sijia's narcissism, but the heart-wrenching lyrics of this song.

"For a cowardly person like me, I have to save some points for everything,

How could I want to risk my life for someone else..."

Wu Zhen didn't know what He Sijia was thinking when she sang, and who she remembered.

But Scarlett must have been lonely.

He stared into the other person's eyes, as if he saw the shattered starlight falling into the long river, which reminded him of a sentence he read a long time ago—a sober person is the most absurd.

The phone was vibrating constantly, and the manager seemed to be in a hurry, and sent a few more WeChat messages, but Wu Zhen had no intention of reading them.

As the melody came to an end, He Sijia gently sang the last line.

"An inexplicable person like me,

Will anyone feel sorry for..."

A song ends.

The singer put down the microphone, but the listeners didn't respond.

Mei Qing forgot to continue ringing the bell, and Ruan Xueli and Miao Miaomiao were also stunned.

"meeting."

Wu Zhen said suddenly.

He Sijia was startled, and subconsciously smiled.

At the same time, there were crazy applause and screams in the private room.

"Oh my God, Scarlett, you are so talented as an actress, and you have changed your career to become a singer, and you have already played 1800 shows around the world!"

"Got the Grammys!"

"Unfortunately, there is no recording. Scarlett will come up with some more."

……

During the commotion, Wu Zhen kept watching He Sijia quietly.

A very strange feeling overflowed from the tip of my heart, which I had never felt before.

Like a rose out of the gravel.

A rose that cannot be taken away by wind and frost.

Author: "People Like Me" by Mao Buyi

This song is the source of inspiration for this story, a little repair.

It is recommended not to take the escalator if you have a suitcase or a large item. I was almost hit by a suitcase once. Fortunately, a kind person rushed up to block it.

And, you really don’t want to play with your mobile phone on the escalator...

Love everyone, okay~

☆、Chapter 43

As it was approaching eleven o'clock, He Sijia went to the bathroom. When returning to the private room, he passed the safe passage. He paused, pushed the door and walked in.

Wu Zhen was smoking next to the trash can in the corridor, when he heard the movement, he turned his head, saw that it was He Sijia, and relaxed, smiling slightly.

"Give me a cigarette," Scarlett said.

"No."

He Sijia was taken aback.

"Stop smoking, the voice is so good, it's a pity that the smoking is bad."

He Sijia didn't say anything, and didn't leave.

Leaning his back on the handrail of the stairs, staring at Wu Zhen's hand holding the cigarette, he said abruptly after a while, "Thank you."

After thinking about it for a while, Wu Zhen knew what He Sijia was thanking, "You're welcome, I will help anyone who encounters the situation at that time."

He Sijia didn't think so, if it wasn't him who was in danger, Wu Zhen would at most remind her.The other party seems to be gentle but actually indifferent. He can be called an "exquisite egoist" and everything he does has a purpose.

He suddenly felt tired, and had no intention of going around in circles with Wu Zhen anymore, stepped forward to take the cigarette from the other party's hand, and took a deep breath.

"Sometimes I really don't know what you're thinking."

Wu Zhen took a deep look at him, "What do you want to know?"

He Sijia bit her cigarette holder, "Mr. Mei said, you accepted the variety show because of me."

"Ah."

He Sijia laughed lightly, "But after the filming was finished, your attitude made me feel that we have broken up."

"I never thought about it that way."

Wu Zhen paused, then repeated: "Never."

"Then what are you thinking?" He Sijia said in a slightly cold tone, "Fishing? Or do you want to play a love game when you are tired of sex? How sincere are you? Do you understand me?"

Faced with continuous questioning, Wu Zhen did not speak immediately. In fact, he had tens of thousands of languages ​​to appease He Sijia and avoid questions he didn't want to answer, but when it came to his mouth, he chose the most straightforward and true one, "At least I want to get to know you."

He added expressionlessly, "Before you, there is no one else."

He Sijia digested for a few seconds before realizing that Wu Zhen meant that before him, he had never had the idea of ​​wanting to know a person.

He still has a cold face, but he knows that this is Wu Zhen's maximum openness at this stage, and any more will appear fake.

At least, the other party's "want to understand" should be the truth.

"What if I refuse?"

"If you make a decision after careful consideration, I respect it."

Scarlett sneered.

"However," Wu Zhen looked directly at him, "don't let me find a little gap, you know, my observation ability is not bad."

"……Depend on!"

He Sijia threw the remaining small half of the cigarette butt into the trash can. The cigarette butt touched the edge of the trash can and bounced back to the ground.

He turned around and opened the door, just as he started to move his legs, he stopped again.

Wu Zhen was squatting on the ground picking up cigarette butts, and looked up.

He Sijia took out a room card from her pocket and threw it to him, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and said half-truthfully, "Didn't you want to get to know me? I'll leave the door open for you tonight."

However, as soon as He Sijia returned to her room, she locked the door and went to the bathroom leisurely.

When he came out of the shower, he seemed to casually glance at the closed door, wondering if Wu Zhen had been there.

The thought was fleeting, and He Sijia rubbed his stomach, feeling a little hungry. He was very preoccupied when he ate hot pot today, and he was not very full.

There were two barrels of instant noodles in the refrigerator in the room. He Sijia opened a barrel directly and was boiling water when she suddenly heard a "dong dong" sound.

The sound came from the balcony behind, as if someone was knocking on the glass.

At that moment, He Sijia broke out in a cold sweat. He lived on the 28th floor, how could there be someone on the balcony? !

He turned his head abruptly, and saw Wu Zhen standing on the balcony, half leaning on the french door, knocking on the glass again and again.

"..."

Scarlett Scarlett is so stupid, Spider-Man?

He trotted to open the door, with uncontrollable shock in his eyes, "You, how did you come here?"

Wu Zhen answered the wrong question, "You said you want to keep the door, but I can't get in the main entrance, so it should mean the balcony door."

He Sijia was shivered by the cold wind, her rigid brain still had some thinking ability left, "You didn't jump from the balcony of your room, did you?"

"so smart."

"..."

He Sijia observed the distance between the two balconies, they were quite close, but on such a high floor, did Wu Zhen think she was filming an action movie?

"It's quite cold outside, can I go in?" Wu Zhen asked with a smile.

He Sijia was still in a daze, subconsciously stepped aside.

Wu Zhen succeeded in his goal, walked in the door unhurriedly, and noticed the instant noodle box on the table at a glance, "Is there any more? I'm hungry too."

He Sijia closed the door, feeling a little scared, and said angrily, "You make it yourself."

Wu Zhenshu opened the refrigerator, took out the only bucket of instant noodles left, and said while unpacking, "When will I have the chance to try the dishes you made by yourself?"

He Sijia squinted at him and noticed that Wu Zhen's attitude had changed. It seemed that after the conversation not long ago, the other party had received some kind of signal.

In fact, I didn't directly reject it, which might be a hint.

Perhaps subconsciously, he really wanted to give it a try.

While it's safe not to try, it's also a miss.

His experience from childhood to adulthood told him that maintaining a relationship requires two-way efforts. Since Wu Zhen is willing to release a little sincerity, why not be brave and try to give a reciprocal response.

Although that point of sincerity seemed stingy, to Wu Zhen's prudence, it was a concession and accommodating that surpassed reason.

He Sijia unplugged the electric kettle, "Don't pretend to have amnesia, didn't I do it when recording variety shows?"

"I mean just for me."

He Sijia snorted lightly, "It's a beautiful idea."

Wu Zhen squeezed the seasoning packet and asked casually: "Is it better to use plastic again?"