Travels

For a moment, as if some kind of switch was touched by these words, the air in the room suddenly fell silent, Xia Wanmu stared at those pale lips, his heart seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and it was a mess.

Why does it sound so harsh to flattery words that are supposed to make people happy?

There was no response for a long time, and the person lying on the bed moved uncomfortably, hesitated for a while, and gently took off her hand covering her eyes.After staring at each other silently, she looked into Yu Qingge's bewildered eyes and asked expressionlessly:

"Do you really think so?"

As if he had understood some of her emotions, a look of panic appeared on the weak face of the man, he held her hand with a little force, and forced his hoarse and dry throat to answer almost urgently:

"Yes."

After pausing for a while, maybe because he was afraid that his short answer would not be convincing enough, Yu Qingge looked at her steadily, with a serious and focused look in his eyes: "I have always thought so."

Xia Wanmu snorted, but didn't pull out her hand in a hurry, and stared quietly at the person on the bed for a long time.She behaved very calmly, and no one could see the slightest fluctuation, but a little sadness was unavoidable in her heart.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

After a long time, she asked in a flat tone, and the hints in her words could be understood even by fools.Yu Qingge was startled, his thin lips moved, his expression changed from clear to embarrassed, and finally became gloomy.

Looking at the unhappy look of the person in front of her, she showed an unexpected smile, and quickly restrained her emotions and said calmly:

"If you don't want to talk, just rest. I'll call you when dinner comes."

Perhaps because he was afraid that taking a wrong step would scare her away, Yu Qingge didn't speak any more, but he never let go of his hold on her hand.Those eyes that were always sober on weekdays are now like a child who has made a mistake, constantly dodging her sight, but he is reluctant to avoid it completely, and will look over from time to time.She softened her heart under such evasive gazes, her love and pity for the person in front of her overwhelmed the resentment buried for many years, she lowered her eyes and comforted herself: "I won't leave, you go to sleep."

With this assurance, the sick person finally closed his eyes and rested, as if he was relieved.She stared at the two clasped hands beside the bed for a while, then silently put her hand into the quilt, and got up again to tuck the corner of the loose quilt.

The person on the bed was quiet, as if he had really fallen asleep.It was already dark, and the light in the room with the tightly drawn curtains gradually dimmed. In the darkness, the intermittent voices of the guests during their dinner came from outside the house, making this silent island even more desolate.

The water hanging lasted for three full days, and by the time Yu Qingge recovered enough to go to the ground, the recording had already come to an end.The daily life of the last two days seems to have jumped back to the beginning of the show. They maintain a lukewarm relationship. If it is not necessary, they don’t talk anymore. When they rest at night, they are very polite from one left to the other. It’s like pretending to make a living. A typical plastic sister flower in the entertainment circle of Harmony.Since that night, Yu Qingge seemed to have finally realized the boulder that lay between them, and understood that without an explanation of the past, it would be impossible to make any further progress.But even after so many years, the two of them have long been different in terms of identities and status, and Mian Hulu is still stubborn. She would rather bear her indifference and impatience than confide a word, which made her more curious about the truth. At the same time, it is inevitable to raise a feeling of discouragement.

The day when the recording ended came soon, and the parting scene mixed with other people could hardly be called sincere. She dragged her suitcase and walked ahead, and looked at the gate of the yard from a distance. An old yellow dog spinning around.

This scene is a bit similar to when she left the dormitory back then, except that the rising sun spreads vitality, and the rare warm weather slightly weakened the sadness of parting.The rollers of the box were turning with difficulty on the frozen mountain road. She lowered her head, staring blankly at the white breath she exhaled, and couldn't help thinking—when we meet again next time, what day will it be?And even if he waited until that day, or waited for a few more years, would Mian Hulu be willing to speak?

The answer is obvious.

Thinking of the gloomy prospect, she sighed a long time, suddenly a voice came in from behind and asked politely:

"Why is my sister sighing suddenly? Is it because I don't want to be here?"

Xia Wanmu was so startled that he almost fell down, only to realize that someone had already caught up with him in a trance.Ji Mingzhao bared his small canine teeth, and the small dimples on his cheeks were so cute that it was fascinating.

"Is the box heavy? Shall I carry it for you?"

"...No need." She looked at the little girl who was obviously trying to please her, her eyes wary.

"Then why are you sighing?" Miss Ji persisted, her eyes sparkled, and it was obvious that she was planning some bad idea again, "Hmm...are you reluctant to part with someone?"

"Yeah, I can't bear you." She blinked, looked at the person very intently, and smiled beautifully, "I can't see such a cute little fan after I go back. I always feel very regretful when I think about it."

This trick worked very well, the eldest lady's face turned red all of a sudden, don't stammer at the beginning, and said falteringly: "That...uh, can my sister leave a contact information."

Xia Wanmu smiled noncommittally with the corners of his mouth curled up.

"I don't mean anything else! It's just..." Ji Mingzhao looked at her eagerly, and promised in a low voice: "I won't write about you, your fanfiction anymore. As compensation, sister can come to me anytime if you want to know Ask me, fidelity!"

She slowed down, stared at the person thoughtfully for a while, and tentatively said a name: "Mingcheng Culture?"

Sure enough, the eldest lady nodded, and her voice was lowered: "My father drove it." Then, the cute little face frowned and winked at her: "Sister wants to chase after Yuge, I can help you You, although Xiaopo Company is not as good as Shenghuang, it still has some news and connections."

"Humble." Xia Wanmu sneered, thought for a while, and asked indifferently, "What about the conditions?"

"It's very face-saving to have my sister's contact information." Speaking of this, Ji Mingzhao frowned, and added embarrassingly, "Of course, if my sister is willing to share your latest progress with me, that would be great But that's all."

"Where are you going, on the bed?"

She pursed her lips, and looked at the child with a half-smile, not a smile, Ji Mingzhao's face was so embarrassing that it would split open when she saw him like this.

"I promise I won't write... that kind of thing! It was all the mistakes of youth and recklessness before..."

"Can you get the information about her family?" The people behind were about to catch up, and she was too lazy to argue with the eldest lady, and talked about the conditions directly: "If it is possible, then it's not that I can't agree to you." . . . certain requirements."

Ji Mingzhao's eyes widened in bewilderment, as if he hadn't expected her to raise such a condition, he hesitated for a long time with full of doubts before nodding.

"I'll go back and ask, it should be fine."

"That's it, then contact me when you have news."

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, she stuffed the business card into the person's hand, carried the suitcase and walked quickly to the end of the mountain road.At the corner, the dilapidated and original wooden bridge still crosses the creek quietly as it did when we came here, and on the other side of the bridge, a long line of several nanny cars lined up, Lu Zhen looked through the front window He poked his head out, bared his big white teeth, and smiled brightly at her.

The car door slammed shut, and the airtight space was warm. Before she had time to enjoy the convenience brought by modern technology for a long time, the motherfucker flew towards her.

"My little ancestor! Do you know that you are going to be popular!!!"

She broke free from the man's muscular arms, straightened her messy hair, thinking that she hadn't seen him for a long time, but she didn't hit the man's arrogance.Lu Zhen couldn't get the response he wanted, so he grabbed her shoulder and shook her twice.

"Did you listen to me! Ancestor Xia, you have become popular!!!"

There were two crisp bangs in the carriage, followed by the man's shrill wail. Lu Meinan raised his hands that were red from the beating and blew, and sat back in his seat with eyes wide open and daring to speak out. superior.

"You tell me." Xia Wanmu lay down comfortably with a warm handbag in his arms, and raised his chin to the little assistant who was huddled aside.

Learning from the lessons of her predecessors, Liu Xiaocui tried her best to put on a reliable posture with a stern face, and said in a low voice as if she was reporting work: "The first episode of the program was released last night. Well done, the response to the first issue was particularly good. Now the Internet is full of topics about you..., Miss Zhang is going crazy with joy."

"Oh." She changed into a more comfortable position, took out a blindfold to cover her face, and asked absently, "What's my topic?"

Liu Xiaocui was silent for a while, and replied in a more cautious tone than before: "Your, uh...it's..." The girl who has been a scumbag since she was a child didn't know what words to use to describe it, she could only be vague Describe vaguely: "Everyone thinks you are...sincere and cute? Then, you are more versatile, probably like this. Anyway, among the few guests, your topic degree is the second highest, just behind Teacher Yu. If you can If you keep this heat going..."

"What is all-match?" She was a little confused. She should have concentrated on listening to it, but at this moment, the exhausted physical strength of taking care of the patients finally couldn't hold on anymore. Her upper and lower eyelids seemed to be glued together. Can't open it.

"It's just that no matter who you are with, you are the same! Everyone says you are good-looking, but you are really good-looking, and you are useless because you are really useless. You are simply a fighter in a vase!"

The girl's shrill voice pierced through her eardrums because of her excitement. She tightened her grip on the hot water bottle in her hand, and suddenly she was not sleepy anymore.

The author has something to say: I am going to enter the second half

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