The hollow is the beginning of the dead season

The two were silent for a while, one stood at the door, and the other lay on the ground like a gecko.

"Are you testing me?" Ci Ling Sheng asked him.

Ji Chu glanced at him, wondering if he was annoyed by his gaffe or angry.

He hopes it's the former, so that his next words will make sense:

"Why do you say try? We have known each other for 7 years and been married for [-] years. You want to fuck me and I want to kiss you. Do you think I am trying you?"

I don't know which sentence made Mr. Kui calm down. He walked over to help him up, pulled up his trousers, buttoned his shirt to the third button, and then spoke with a guilty tone:

"Wash up and go to sleep, you don't need to pack my luggage."

Ji Chu walked past him: "Go wash first, I'll go to the cloakroom to pack my things."

When he got to the cloakroom, Ji Chu heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, he tiptoed out, crossed the porch and wanted to open the door, but the door couldn't be opened no matter how hard he tried.

Guessing that the old man had added something to it, he cursed a few words, then turned back to the cloakroom.

Last time, he didn't take two suitcases. He chose two clothes and pants from them, and brought some medicines and cleansing samples. They were all packed in a large backpack and there was room left.

After Xi Lingcheng took a shower, he saw that no one was in the bedroom or the guest room. He strode to the door, only to realize that the brat was sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

The clothes and pants were piled on the ground, covered with a quilt, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Ci Lingcheng shook his head silently and smiled, rationality prevented him from waking him up.

Turn off the light and let him sleep well.

Early the next morning, Ji Chu made some food for himself. When Xi Lingcheng went to the kitchen and saw that the rice cooker, cake cooker and bread machine were all empty, he asked him:

"What do I eat?"

"You cook the noodles yourself, and I cook the noodles too." Ji Chu rambled.

"Why don't you cook more?" Yu Lingcheng added water to the pot.

Ji Chu answered him with what he had said in his heart:

"Because I should spend more time on my career. I shouldn't always be thinking about cooking. I used to be too idle. I'm not a person in the same world as you. I was too derailed."

Xiling Cheng was fascinated by these words, the water flowed out of the pot, and Ji Chu turned off the faucet:

"Mr. Kui, pay attention when receiving water. There are several artists in your company who are public welfare ambassadors.

Speaking of Ji Chu poured out some of the water in his pot, and cleaned the dishes for himself.

Looking at the dripping water, Jiu Lingcheng thought of the morning two months ago, in this kitchen, the brightness of the light seemed to be exactly the same as it is now.

The cook in the kitchen saw him come in, gave him a hug, and lingered in his arms like a kitten, even though he was being bullied, he still hung on him and panted lightly.

"Lend me a notebook, I want to take it to work." Ji Chu's formulaic voice made him realize what is now.

"Take it yourself, you put everything away."

"I have to ask you for instructions." Ji Chu entered the study room, chose an ultra-light and ultra-thin notebook, and when he was about to put it in his bag, he saw the silver ring on the table.

It was also the wedding ring that he had left at home.

He took the ring, opened the window and tried to throw it out.

"No, why did I forget not to throw it out of the window?"

I want to throw it into the toilet, but also think of the movie I have seen, the sewer mermaid.

Uh... just don't throw anything except what is necessary.

After much deliberation, I finally threw it into the storage compartment under the tatami.

In this home, apart from the ring, what he destroyed was the group photo in the living room.

The photo was taken when the two went to the Ferris wheel.

Xiling Cheng didn't want to take pictures, and didn't look at the camera at all.

Ji Chu put his hand on his face and compared his heart.

After taking the photo, I printed a 7-inch photo with a printer and put it in a photo frame.

Xi Lingcheng said that he didn't think it was troublesome, but Ji Chu didn't think it was troublesome until it was torn up.

Whoever left the furnishings of this home almost unchanged from before.

He had just closed the door of the study, only to hear curses coming from the living room, Ji Chu ran over, and Ling Cheng took out a corner of the photo from the trash can:

"You think you have the right to throw things from my house!"

"This is mine too, how about it!" Ji Chu approached him, and threw the remaining corner of his hand into the trash can again:

"How much you care less about pretending, forget how disgusted you were when I was filming!"

Xiling Cheng pinched his arm, gradually increasing his strength.

Not wanting to suffer physically, Ji Chu weakened, "It hurts."

"Don't you know how to tear, keep tearing."

"Don't tear it up, don't tear it up, look at my hand... you loosen it first, it hurts too much, I'll pack your luggage for you."

Without these two soft words, Ji Chu felt that his arms were about to be separated.

Xiling Cheng pushed him aside, "Try again!"

There is no next time, there is only one photo, and he has already deleted the one on the phone.

When Ji Chu squatted on the ground to help him pack his luggage, Xiling Cheng couldn't help but want to kick him a few times.

The two arrived at the airport at noon.

Ye Xin introduced the boss to the director.

Ji Chu stood behind them, with his belongings on his back, and Boss Shengyu's trolley case in his hand.

Ye Xin looked at Ji Chu, clutching the corner of the manager's clothes.

Manager Wu Hai pushed him forward, "This belongs to the big boss~"

"I know, the boss's ex-husband." Ye Xin wanted to do what his brother Qiao said, but ran away with a 'hum' after meeting the half-smiling eyes at the beginning of last season.

His manager, Wu Hai, was very enthusiastic when he saw Ji Chu, and kept trying to help him with his suitcase, and asked him with concern if he had any more short sleeves.

Although people in the company were rumoring that the two had split up, and said that Ji Xiaozu, who was in the middle of nowhere, clung to the big tree like a leech, but Wu Hai felt that this might not be the case.

What's more, after staying in this circle for a long time, the most useful thing he has learned is to know that people will be extra sensitive when they are in low tide.

People tend to be forgetful when the wind is booming, but when the luck is not good, everyone's thoughts can be delicate. To put it bluntly, they don't want anyone to hold grudges against them, not to mention that he is the other half of the boss. Don't stand around.

Ji Chu said: "I checked the temperature there, and it's not particularly hot this season, and the sea breeze is still quite cool."

Wu Hai kept boasting that he would read the weather forecast at the beginning of the season, and even bought him a cup of milk tea alone.

"Knowing the weather forecast has also become an advantage." Ji Chu listened cheerfully, and chatted with him for a while.

Ji Chu discovered that the director of this variety show had been talking to Xiling Sheng.

Wu Hai said: "The director wants to make a movie, and he hopes to invest in it. Now the boss's main business is investment. Last year's [Airborne Alliance] voted for the [Airborne Alliance], which was a big success in terms of both box office and word of mouth. There are many people who come to the boss to invest.”

Ji Chu said: "The director of the Airborne Alliance became popular when he made a movie for the first time."

Wu Hai: "No, that's why I asked Ye Xin to help me be a lobbyist. I used the recorded program to get along more and get to know the team."

At this time, Ye Xin was chatting in a circle with several artists who recorded the show together.

Ji Chu observed that in that small circle, many people focused on the boss Sheng Yu who was chatting with the director.

Only the melon-haired boy looked at him from time to time.

While waiting for Wu Hai to go to the toilet, Ji Chu wore headphones and found a song composed by Ye Xin.

Ye Xin's personality is very unsuitable for the entertainment industry, but the songs he composed are very suitable for the current market. They are more popular and catchy like magic.

His appearance is immature, and he can say fifteen or sixteen.

There are not many fans, and the sense of presence is not strong. The number of followers on social accounts is 286 million, which belongs to the song celebrity and is not popular.

On the show with the members, the host will remember all the members, only him, the host will call the wrong name.

However, a talented and young artist like Ye Xin is definitely worth the company's investment.

So even though many artists in the company have more fans than him, Sheng Yu's music director decided to recommend him to the big boss, strongly recommending him to be the team leader.

Seeing that Ji Chu was the only one standing by himself, Ye Xin walked over and asked him, "What are you listening to?"

Ji Chu: "Listen to your song."

"Liar."

Ye Xin has single eyelids and big eyes.

Ji Chu felt that he had the biggest eyes in the single eyelid, and he looked gloomy when he was not smiling.

"Listen to yourself."

Ji Chu gave him the earphones.

The boy took the earphones and quickly handed them to him after hearing his own voice:

"It's strange to hear myself singing."

Ji Chu: "The song you made is very nice, I can sing it after listening to it once."

Ye Xin was not very happy about his compliment: "I just follow the trend...you..."

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Ji Chu asked him: "What do you want to ask?"

Ye Xin whispered, "I'm thinking about what to call you."

"I'm much older than you. It's troublesome to remember my name. Just call me brother."

"Brother." Ye Xin's voice was very low, as if speaking to herself.