I became popular after marrying a rebel

The screening has not yet started, and film critics, media and fans are still coming in one after another.

Sharon put down the phone, got up and walked towards the back row, and said, "Let me change the front seat for you."

The woman in a light-colored suit and short skirt with side-parted long hair looks charming and young. She took off her sunglasses, put them in her carry-on bag, and said with a smile, "No need baby, I fell asleep after watching a movie, you know, sit It's not easy to sleep in front...Where is Xiao Wen? Let him sit over and chat with me for a while while watching a movie. "

Sharon: "..."

Sharon sat down in the vacant seat beside her, and politely explained in a low voice: "Aunty, he is not in Shanghai. If you want to see him, you don't have to come here in person. Why don't you ask him to visit you next time."

The woman was a little disappointed, took out her lipstick to touch up her makeup, and said, "I thought he would come over."

Sharon said: "He was filming in Hengdian."

The woman nodded sympathetically, sighed and said, "Work is important. You are busy first, I may not be able to watch the whole scene. After a while, Ah Ye remembers to call me and go out for dinner together."

Sharon lowered his eyelids, "After the screening, there will be a meeting with the main creators. It may end very late, and I'm afraid it will delay your rest."

The woman smiled nonchalantly, "Then you just let him go earlier."

Sharon said: "I will convey it on my behalf."

The woman shook her head and said with a smile: "You girl, just like Ah Ye, always speaks like a child, and you don't kiss anyone."

Sharon smiled faintly, and returned to the front row, where the staff had already started to adjust the microphone.

She turned her head to look at the woman, thinking to herself, she might be cold by nature, but her brother never was.Her brother can't speak nice words, but he is more affectionate than anyone else.

It's just that Jiang Ying and Mu Wendong, although it's hard to be regarded as the worst kind of caregivers, they are both narcissistic and self-absorbed in the final analysis, and they are the type who are used to the world revolving around them.They need offspring so they give birth, and the process of raising them depends entirely on their mood. If it goes according to their wishes, it means "parents support you", and if it goes against their wishes, it means "your old bean/mother is raising you for nothing".

One is keen to pretend to be enlightened and advocates free development. In fact, when his son went to school, he would never be able to figure out what grade he was in, but he always wondered why his son was not close to her; the other wanted to be decent and good at cold violence. Satisfied, later on I wished I could strangle him to death, not only had I not spoken a word to him in the past few years, but I had also been stumbling behind my back, wishing that he would not be able to get along.

The couple sincerely didn't think there was anything wrong with them, and they had to blame their son for not being close enough to him, so he had to blame him for being precocious by nature.

His parents seem to be meaningless to scold, and she doesn't want to turn over those old bad debts, after all, they are not bad people, especially Jiang Ying, if she is not a mother, she is sometimes even cute, and she also said It's kindness.

They're just plain bad parents, like most bad parents in the world.It's not that there is no love for children at all, nor is it to the point of making children hate, it just makes people feel physically and mentally tired, and they can't help but breathe out when they think about it.

It's like Jiang Ying looked at Wen Ya on a whim today, without considering whether it's suitable now, whether they have arranged, whether Wen Ya is willing to see her now.

As long as she thinks, the whole world can only cooperate.

Wen Ya's side was not going well, Makino must have rushed back overnight when he found out, and he might have to make up excuses like having a temporary job later.

It was already past nine o'clock after the movie ended, and the audience applauded thunderously. It is undoubtedly the best Chinese film of the year.

The director looked proud, and he had indeed restored the essence of the novel to the extent that he could pass the review, but Sharon was somewhat absent-minded, keeping his head down and pressing his phone.

Wen Ya sent a message shortly after the movie started, saying that the biopsy was done before the doctor got off work, and one of the specimens was sent to the pathology department of this hospital, and the other was about to be sent to Hong Kong. There should be a conclusion in a few days. She needn't have worried.

Having said that, she couldn't help but disturb her parents and uncles one by one in this life, described the situation over and over again, and asked what conclusion the pathology report might draw.

The uncle from the hematology department judged based on experience and thought it was not very optimistic-family medical history, peak age of onset, splenomegaly, and blood problems, but he still comforted her and said, "Not necessarily, according to the information you gave, at least not only There is only one kind of conclusion, so pathological diagnosis is needed.”

"So there's a chance it's not a malignant lesion," Sharon said.

Uncle replied: "Yes. Nanwu Pharmacist Liuliguang Tathagata bless [bless] [bless] [bless], may your friend stay away from all diseases."

Sharon sighed.

After asking all the questions, Sharon was suddenly at a loss. He didn't know what else to do. He checked the homepage of Weibo and saw that Xia Xia had just forwarded a message saying "Repost within ten seconds, the things that bother you will disappear, okay Unlimited luck", with a movement of the finger, it also turned out.

After turning around, she was stunned for several seconds. She obviously disdained such cheap and false hopes the most.I just pressed the delete button, but I couldn't delete it.

Just turn it around.

At nine o'clock is the main creative meeting after watching the movie. Sharon took a picture of Mu Ye and sent it to Wen Ya.

Wen Ya sent it back after a while, and used a photo editing software to pout the puppy's ears and tail. He looked calm and didn't seem to be too worried.

Sharon smiled slightly, as if she was relieved a bit, and looked back, Jiang Ying was impatient to watch this kind of feature film, as expected, she was no longer in the future.

At around 10:30 when the main creative meeting ended, Makino didn’t need much makeup, but just shaved his hair that had been growing longer for a while, wearing a suit, and standing on the stage to take photos with fans, film critics, and media reporters. He doesn't smile, and the corners of his mouth are slightly down, he doesn't look very friendly, but has a kind of coldness.But the fans and the media liked him the way he looked, and the shutter sounded non-stop.

After the end, Makino came down from the stage, went to pick up the mobile phone that was placed aside, glanced at the message, and then strode out. The fans who wanted to take a group photo and sign alone trotted behind him, but they couldn't catch up with him.

Sharon had no choice but to take his coat and run after him. He stopped the fans and told him that he still had a job. After chasing all the way downstairs, Xiao Ding had already driven the car over.

After getting in the car, the car drove for a while, and Makino said, "Stop the car, let me drive, and you go back to the hotel." Sharon just realized that he was going to drive back to Hengdian directly.

The hotel is not far away, and it only takes about 10 minutes to walk back. Sharon asked Xiaoding to get out of the car. He had a day off and went directly to Xiangshan the day after tomorrow. He got into the passenger car and said, "I'll drive with you."

Makino shook his head, "I've checked, five hours, no need to change."

Sharon rubbed the space between his brows, and suddenly remembered something, "I still have to call your mother to tell—"

Makino: "?"

Sharon said, "Forget it, don't worry about it, I'll call."

As soon as he finished speaking, Makino's cell phone, which he had left on the passenger seat just now, vibrated.

Makino: "..."

Sharon picked up the phone and handed it to Makino. Makino glanced down, connected, and said to the other end of the phone, "Mom."

"I am driving."

"Go back to Hengdian. Yes, there is work, but no time."

After saying something to the other side, Makino frowned and said softly, "Next time. It's too late, you should go to bed early."

What was said on the other side, the tone was obviously higher than before, Makino said: "There is no reason."

"You can't see Wen Ya even if you go to Hengdian."

The voice on the other side raised another pitch, and Sharon suddenly wanted to sigh again.

Makino's face was slightly sullen, and he softened his tone and said, "Of course you can come to Hengdian tomorrow, and I will accompany you to dinner, and then take you to the airport."

"But I can't see Wen Ya."

"Oh, that's good. You send the picture, I'll look at it when I have time."

"I'm driving, I'll call you later."

Sharon asked, "What's going on?"

Makino summed it up, "She explained that she would go to Hengdian tomorrow, but she wasn't sure if she was being angry or serious."

"Adopted a girl who is not yet one year old. She took her back last week and said she wanted me to see it."

Sharon: "..." What a crime.

Makino's reaction was calmer than hers, "There is a blanket at the back, take it yourself when it's cold."

After all, I connected the bluetooth, turned on the music, and the unique rhythm of reggae rang in the car.

After listening to it for a while, Sharon felt bored, took Makino's mobile phone to cut songs, and suddenly had a sudden impulse to see if there were any audio books to listen to.I clicked on the reading app, only to find that there were only a few downloaded and imported papers on the bookshelf, clinical case analysis, and excerpts from the research progress of the ASH Hematology Annual Meeting. Yes, and how she read it, thinking about it made her feel sore.

She asked as lightly as possible: "Can you understand all this?"

Makino turned his head and glanced, and replied casually: "Look up the terms you don't understand, and you will understand. Don't play with your brother's phone."

Sharon: "?!"

"what did you just say?"

Makino frowned tiredly, and asked in a daze, "What what?"

At 04:30 in the morning of the next day, it was raining and the sky was not very clear, Wen Ya felt a person crawling under the quilt.

"Um?!"

Before turning around, he was hugged firmly from behind, with a familiar atmosphere, and a little leather smell just got off the car. He reached out and patted his body, his voice was a little hoarse, "Go to sleep."

Wen Ya was not very energetic, felt his hand was cold, and grabbed his hand to cover it, "Why did you come back so soon?"

Makino touched the gauze on the side of his neck and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Wen Ya only thought that it was Sharon who told him, and said softly, "It doesn't hurt, it can be removed the day after tomorrow... just sleep for a while."

Makino gave a soft "um" and stopped talking, but wrapped him tightly in his arms like a vine.

Wen Ya was hugged by him, and fell asleep very late in a daze. When he woke up, Mu Ye pulled him out of the quilt and said, "You are allowed to have breakfast and lunch today."

Wen Ya smiled and hummed, just woke up a little cold, then curled up like a cat and burrowed under the quilt.

Makino took him out again, kissed him like coaxing a child, shook him again, and said, "Get up and eat."

Wen Ya finally sat obediently and did not lie down. He opened his eyes and found that his head was cut off. He reached out and touched his prickly head, smiling and sighing: "This is so handsome." I was willing to get out of bed to wash up.

Makino helped him lay out the breakfast, including carbohydrates, protein, vitamins, and fat, in case he didn't want to eat it, and made lemonade, "It's semi-permanent, and it won't last long in the future."

After setting it aside, the screen of the mobile phone suddenly lit up, and Mu Ye glanced at it, and there were several messages from Jiang Ying.

Makino replied, went to the bathroom to watch him brush his teeth, and said, "I'll go out for a while, and I'll come back in the afternoon to pack your luggage with you."

Wen Ya nodded, and asked frothyly, "What are you doing?"

Makino was torn between lying to him and telling the truth, and finally chose the third plan, and replied solemnly, "I won't tell you."

Makino and Jiang Ying made an appointment to meet at a Japanese-style teahouse on Wansheng Street.

The shop doesn't open until eleven o'clock, which is the quiet time when there are few customers.

The two chose a corner box to talk, Jiang Ying said: "I haven't seen you for a few months, you seem to have lost weight."

Makino said, "It's less for filming."

Jiang Ying sighed and asked, "Are you afraid that I will bully him, so you don't bring him out to see me?"

The tea set was brought up, and Makino scooped up the tea powder, took the tea whisk and ordered some tea, but shook his head and said, "No." He didn't seem to want to explain too much.

Jiang Ying asked again: "Is that because he doesn't want to come here?"

Makino handed the prepared matcha tea to Jiang Ying, put down the tea whisk, and said briefly: "He needs to rest more when he's sick, I don't want him to worry about it."

Jiang Ying didn't delve into it, she held the tea bowl in her hand, and watched her son start to play the second bowl skillfully, suddenly felt a little disappointed, and said casually: "You really need to pay more attention."

"I found a master of Yi Xue a while ago, and looked at your sister's horoscope, and also looked at his by the way. I don't know the time, so I can only look roughly—"

"People say that he had bad luck in the past. He had toil and setbacks when he was young. He should pay attention to criminal injuries and diseases, but his luck should be very good in the future. I just can't tell if it's your right match. I'll find another horse fairy to see later. .”

Makino was originally absent-minded, but when he heard this, he finally put down the tea whisk and asked, "How old is bad luck?"