Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

It's the first snow day of the year again.

You can feel the cold outside through the glass, let alone go out.

"It's snowing. Do you remember when it snowed early last year? You came to my house for the first time." Quan Zhilong was turning planes while holding the phone and pushing the suitcase.

"Well, I saw it." Thinking of that day, it seemed like a farce. After a few drinks, he cried when he was drunk, "Thank you."

"Thank you for what?" Quan Zhilong held his mobile phone and waited for the registration. The agent was by the side the whole time, and he was the only one with the memories of that time in his mind.

"Thank you for not despising me."

"Cut~~ I also want to thank you for giving me this opportunity. How about it? After three months of experience, I can't extricate myself if I get stuck." Those absurd childishness.

"Crazy." He Ercheng said, "Actually, I thought about it that day, and thought that if I didn't see the note, then forget it. The white note and the white snowman actually have a blind spot, right? It's so cold, if you still have snow when you come back this time, you must make another one for me, obviously you liked me first, but you want me to spend time, it's so unreasonable."

"All right, all right, I'll pile it up for you when I get back, and pile up as many as you want." At the same time, the agent was urging him to pass the security check, so Quan Zhilong could only say, "I'm going to hang up, I'll call you when I get off the plane." Phone, the weather is getting cold, keep warm when you go out, no one will take care of you when I'm not around."

"Got it, you too." He Ercheng hung up the phone.

There was a busy voice downstairs, and someone was ringing the doorbell at the same time. Mother Quan had no choice but to call Quan Duomei.

The promised Dominion hadn't appeared yet, and He Ercheng was going downstairs when he heard the doorbell ringing non-stop: "Who is it, one ring is not enough."

Quan's mother said: "I don't know which fan is playing a prank. If you don't know you, don't open the door. Anyone you know will say hello in advance."

He Ercheng looked at the surveillance outside the door through the video and saw a man in express clothes and a peaked cap, holding a doll in his hand, a huge one.

She opened the door and asked, "Excuse me..."

The courier smiled naively and asked, "Is He Ercheng Xi there? Express delivery?"

He Ercheng's heart skipped a beat. She never buys anything, and it was the same last time. The cardboard box was placed at the door, and it was written that He Ercheng received it. This is his home, and even if she buys things, she will use his account number and name, but not my own name.

"Is it from your boyfriend, are you still in college?" the courier exchanged a few more words.

He Ercheng saw that the packaging was transparent, it was indeed a plush toy, and it felt quite soft. Could it be that the pillow was uncomfortable last time and bought this instead?

He Ercheng took a pen and signed it, and said thank you. After receiving the express delivery, he closed the door.

"Who is it?" Mother Quan looked at He Ercheng curiously.

"Hee hee, it should be a gift ordered by Ouba. I'll go up for a while and come down right away." He Ercheng smiled brightly, hugging the plush doll tightly in his hand.

While He Ercheng was going up, Quan's mother shouted again: "When I came down, I asked Duomei to come down with me, and I also ate breakfast. Now I'm almost mature."

"Understood." He Ercheng responded.

Listening to the strength of stepping on the stairs, Mother Quan showed a smiling face. Is it so happy to give a gift? She even seemed to be smiling when she was walking, but she felt strange: "I have never seen a courier come to my door so far. It’s really rare to get takeaway.”

He Ercheng put the puppet on the table in the study, unwrapped it, and pressed it on his stomach curiously. Could it be that he just gave it a gift and didn't say anything?

Suddenly, the puppet's stomach made a strange sound, and then it began to bulge as if alive. He Ercheng retreated to the corner vigilantly, not daring to touch it anymore.

It didn't look like a gift, but a prank.

Until the puppet's belly no longer swelled, she lost her curiosity and just wanted to put the bag back on and throw it away.

Just when she was about to relax, suddenly, a strange sound came from the doll's body, just like the kind of weird laugh in horror movies, and it was a weird laugh. At the end, "Are you still planning to break up? "As soon as the voice fell, there was a "bang", and the belly of the puppet was stained red with an unknown red liquid, which was like blood, thick and had a very fishy smell.

Just like the dead mouse I saw last time, I felt dizzy and nauseous for a while.

The pale-faced He Ercheng still insisted on covering her nose. Even if her stomach felt uncomfortable, she still wrapped the prank puppet in a black bag, put it in the corner, carried it downstairs, and threw it into the trash can outside.

I feel that all this is a bit abnormal, and it is the same as looking at it directly. Next time, if it is still something with her name, just throw it away.

"Omo, you. Are you leaving? In the afternoon?" He Ercheng finally freed his hands, holding the dumpling wrappers, and wanted to help make dumplings, "Oni is so happy, he can take them from the refrigerator when he is hungry."

Quan's mother said: "You can also eat, and it's not only beautiful, but it's also okay to be lazy and not cook occasionally."

"Yeah, then I'll be lazy." He Ercheng grinningly made a little hole with his chopsticks and put it into the dumpling wrapper. The minced red meat still smelled of raw meat, especially when he got close. , "Is this meat taken out of the refrigerator or fresh?" Thinking of the puppet just thrown out.

He Ercheng couldn't control his instinctive reaction: "I can't stand the taste." Putting down the unfinished dumplings, she ran to the bathroom and vomited for a while.

When I came back, I seemed to be more comfortable, but I still felt sick to my stomach when I got closer: "I'm sorry, Omo, it seems that I can't help you."

"Did you eat bad stomach?" Quan's mother asked.

"No, it's all from home, check the package before eating, it's not expired."

"My face is a little pale. I'll go to the hospital tomorrow if I'm still like this. The doctor is here anyway." Mother Quan said.

He Ercheng nodded, feeling a little hungry again after vomiting.

The next day, Quan Duomei was going to go on a trip, so she might be the only one left in the next few days. She took the dumplings from the refrigerator to Mung Bean Cake. If Quan Duomei came back again, it would not taste good after a long time.

"Mung bean cake, I'll stay with you for a few days. There's no one at home, and I'm bored, so I can supervise your studies." He Ercheng patted the snow on his body, but he didn't expect his grandpa to be there.

She put the dumplings in the refrigerator and put the books she brought on the table. In addition to supplementing Chinese knowledge, Grandpa also mentioned that he wanted to learn Japanese, but the premise was to digest all the books he had.

"Elder Sister Ercheng, are you uncomfortable? Your face is a bit strange." Jian Ermo put a lot of snacks beside her while she was studying. not come.

"Do you want to go to the hospital to have a look? You can't learn when you are sick." Grandpa said.

"No need, it may be due to changes in the weather, or eating something I don't like, or... um... hypoglycemia." He Ercheng randomly listed the possibilities, but in fact he knew it was because of the two couriers. , I can't sleep at night, and there is only one person in the house, and I always feel that someone will break in at any time.

"Then don't study today, just take a rest and sleep."

"What about me?" Jian Ermo also expected that he would be able to skip studying. Today is Saturday, so if you don't write today, you can do it tomorrow.

Grandpa said sternly: "You continue to write, and you are not allowed to eat until you finish your homework."

Jian Ermo pouted aggrievedly: "Grandpa, I'm not feeling well, really." After speaking, she lay down directly.

He Ercheng laughed: "You eat so much, why don't you feel uncomfortable?" Then he looked at his grandfather, "I'm afraid that before three years, it will grow into a ball. Let's see which handsome guy will like you."

Jian Ermo said: "No, I just eat what I haven't eaten before. After I taste all the delicacies one by one, of course I will get tired of it."

"Food." Although He Ercheng said so, he curiously held an open bag of snacks, "Actually, I quite like it, but I don't have much interest recently, and I don't bother to go to the supermarket."

After eating one and putting it down, Jian Ermo looked at her as if she was about to hiccup but couldn't.

"If my sister likes it, you can take it. I'm not stingy at all." Jian Ermo pushed the snack she put down in front of her, even though it was the squid flavor she liked the most.

He Ercheng still had an uncomfortable sour smell stuck in his chest, and he couldn't get it out.

"Eat less of this, too much monosodium glutamate, if you eat too much, your tongue will numb, don't you feel it? Wait a minute." After she finished speaking, she turned and ran into the bathroom.

Grandpa put away his kind face, a little worried.He said to Jian Ermo: "Put these things away and don't eat them. You have to eat them back in your room. The smell is indeed a bit strong."

Jian Ermo received the order without knowing why, and obediently put away the snacks.

Grandpa made a phone call, and when Jian Ermo came back, she was still in the bathroom, so he said to Jian Ermo: "These days I hired an aunt who cooks, and she will take care of your three meals a day. Your sister will do housework as soon as she arrives, and also, watch carefully, go to the hospital if she vomits badly, don't take medicine casually, read books if you can, and rest if you don't read, remember?"

Jian Ermo didn't quite understand: "Sister is not a child, how can I watch, she still has to go to class."

Grandpa said: "Please leave, as long as your sister stays on this day, you will be on guard 24 hours a day."

Grandpa had already left when He Ercheng came out, leaving only Jian Ermo blinking and looking at her strangely.

"What's wrong?" He Ercheng asked, lazily sat on the sofa, and then lay down directly.

"Grandpa said, let me spend more time with you."

"En." He Ercheng said, ignoring his empty stomach, and said, "Open the window to ventilate, the smell is really bad."

When the snow stopped for a while, He Ercheng had lived with Jian Ermo for many days. He Ercheng put his hands on the snow, and after a while, he closed the window again, put his cold hands on Jian Ermo's face, and laughed. Ask: "How is it, cool? Do you feel that way when you eat ice cream?"

The aunt who was cooking put the prepared meals on the table and gave the old man a look.

Grandpa asked He Ercheng to sit down, and asked: "How is it, is this aunt's cooking delicious? Do you think the cooking is better than yours?"

He Ercheng bit his chopsticks greedily, and glanced at the aunt: "I will not admit that I am better than me, I know more than my aunt. But it is true that I haven't vomited these days, maybe it has something to do with the weather."

Jian Ermo said: "my sister and I both ate an extra bowl of rice than usual, grandpa, why don't you eat with us in the future, don't be like the old man in ancient times, so particular, keep up with the age of young people .”

The aunt scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it to He Ercheng, saying, "This is a nutritious soup, drink more."

The aunt's smile was unusually kind, and He Ercheng took the bowl of soup and said thank you. Although it was fish soup, it didn't smell a bit fishy, ​​and she finished it in one gulp.

The old gentleman nodded: "That's right, eat more. If your stomach is still not feeling well, come to Ermo. I will pay for it. I will cook for Ermo in the future. It will save you and Ermeng from running around often." Come and run."

He Ercheng said: "I will go back in the afternoon. His mother will come back today, and he will come back in a few days, and then leave after a few days. Seeing that the one-year work task is coming to an end, the next step should be I'm about to enlist in the army. The notice is ready. I won't be able to run away next year. Grandpa doesn't have to worry about it. I know that I was a little tired a while ago, and my stomach itself is not very good. I can go to work after enough rest. ,Don't worry."

The old man looked at her eating big mouthfuls, and he didn't know how to say it, afraid that the girl would be thin-skinned: "How long will you be in the army? Will you get married before enlisting?"

"I haven't mentioned it. I guess it was after I was discharged from the army."

The old man was a little disappointed and said: "I have been waiting for a few years, and I can only hope that I will take a look on your grandma's behalf. After hundreds of years, I will go up and talk to your grandma."

He Ercheng was stunned for a moment: "Grandpa, I will be under a lot of pressure if you do this. Isn't there mung bean cake?" Jian Ermo's nickname became more and more fluent as she called it.

Jian Ermo talked eloquently: "Sister Ercheng, you don't know that I am an unmarriageist."

He Ercheng suddenly remembered that Jian Ermo's parents were divorced, and she named herself Little Lvzi at the beginning because her mother did something bad, which led to the failure of her parents' marriage.

He Ercheng comforted the elderly grandpa: "She is just talking about it now, and she will always meet good people. Now it is more important to study, and I will talk about it after graduation."

"Yes, let's talk about graduation first." The old man still prefers what He Ercheng said. The days ahead are still very long, and what he is most worried about is Jian Ermo, who will never grow up and be disobedient.