salt by salt

Lin Ya is about the same age as me, and she often jokes about Ben San.It's just that she has a pretty face and a youthful and beautiful posture, which hasn't changed at all.I originally asked her to come out to talk about Xue Keming, but Lin Ya said that she had not recovered from the medical aesthetics project a few days ago, and it was inconvenient to go out, so she invited me to come directly to her home.

I froze for a moment and asked where it was.Lin Ya's tone sounded very surprised: "Isn't it Xu Junyan, have you forgotten this? You have obviously been here several times."

I apologized again and again, saying that I thought she had gone out to live alone.Lin Ya's family doesn't lack money to buy a house, and it's hard for me to imagine that a successful urban woman like her still lives with her mother and brother. After all, I moved out of the Xu family's main house as soon as I saved enough money to buy a house. Like fleeing.

I am quite proud that I can still find Lin Ya's villa with my incomplete memory.It was her brother Chu Xi who opened the door. I have nothing to do with him, but only met a few times, but this man gave me a good impression.

Of course, he now has a layer of mystery in my eyes—Yin Wenjun, who is keen on collecting all kinds of inside news in the capital, told me that Lin Ya’s current connections and capital cannot be separated from her status as the daughter of Asian Entertainment , but a large part of it came from her brother's support.

No matter how low-key you are, as long as you live in the circle, it is almost impossible to keep it secret.

Yin Wenjun's face was serious, as if he was not talking about gossip with me but analyzing state affairs: Chu Xi is indeed an ordinary person with no background, but he has a close relationship with the heir of the Wen family, so close that the other party is willing to stand up for him Lin Ya.

I suddenly remembered the exhibition in the art museum that year, Chen Weihai told me that he had a crush on Chuxi, and encouraged me to pursue the person I like.Now recalling the way he stared at Chu Xi back then, there was a burst of sadness in his heart.

"Ah, you're Xu Junyan, aren't you?" Chu Xi was ashamed to be able to call out my name accurately after glancing at me.If I hadn't read the information, I would have almost forgotten his name, "Xiaoya is upstairs, she probably hasn't woken up yet. It's very cold, come in and drink something to warm up."

"Thank you, Brother Chu."

The temperature in the capital has dropped recently, and I know my physical condition is bad, so I am not too polite.The villa was very warm. I took off my coat and scarf and hung it up. Brother Lin Ya said to a middle-aged woman: "Auntie, go and wake Xiaoya up. It's shameful to stay in bed when guests come."

"Brother, I heard you talking bad about me!" Lin Ya yelled upstairs, "I'm covering my face, Jun Yan, please be considerate, and go downstairs immediately!"

"This girl is getting lazy." He smiled helplessly, then turned to ask me, "Xiao Yan, do you drink hot tea or coffee? Shall I make you a cup of hot cocoa?"

"Just drink hot water, thank you Brother Chu."

Chu Xi brought water over, I stood up and took it with both hands, he smiled and waved: "You don't have to be so polite."

Because Lin Ya hadn't gone downstairs yet, Chu Xi and I sat in the living room chatting casually, and observed this man carefully by the way.It seems that Lin Ya brothers and sisters are all eye-catching, the younger sister is exquisite, and the elder brother is handsome. I can't help but sigh in my heart that good-looking people grow together.

It's a pity that Lu Changbai's genes are not bad, and his mother is a rare beauty, but I am ordinary in appearance and mediocre in ability.

Lin Ya came down faster than I thought, and we went to her study to talk about things.She described her face as terribly swollen. When I looked around, I could only see that her cheeks were white and rosy, and she was very healthy.

After talking about what Xue Keming had done, Lin Ya was extremely excited as I expected, and completely forgot about her face after the cosmetic surgery.She walked back and forth in the study and was still not calm. She repeatedly checked with me whether she was sure. She seemed eager to run around the Forbidden City three times to catch everyone and say that Xue Keming would be finished soon.

At this time Chu Xi came up and knocked on the door, erasing the possibility of Lin Ya pushing open the window and yelling.He looked a bit cramped, and said to Lin Ya indefinitely, "I'm leaving, he's here to pick me up."

Lin Ya's complexion immediately turned ugly. I realized that this was a private matter of their family, so I immediately avoided going out because of the reason of the meeting and appointment, leaving the study room to the brothers and sisters.

As soon as I walked down the stairs, I saw a tall and straight man sitting down on the sofa in the living room, flipping through a book and waiting.Our two eyes accidentally met, and we looked at each other very confused at the same time.

He was probably confused because I, a stranger, appeared here, but I was confused because this person's appearance was really beautiful, coupled with the indifferent temperament that imperceptibly rejected people thousands of miles away, he almost had the illusion of an inanimate body.

However, this kind of appearance transcends the boundaries of gender, but it is somewhat feminine and loses the unique tension of men, so it can't arouse my unreasonable thoughts.

But I rarely meet anyone who can match Andre's level of beauty, so I looked up two more times before leaving.

The shock left by such a glimpse was too great. On the way back, I kept guessing what the relationship between him and the two brothers and sisters was, so that I couldn't help but say to Song Cheng during dinner: "I saw a A very handsome person."

Song Cheng paused as he filled the soup for me: "Didn't you say to chat with Lin Ya? Why, did you go to Asia Entertainment to see newcomers?"

Thinking about it carefully, with that person's appearance, he might really be a star. Unfortunately, I'm ignorant of the entertainment industry in recent years, otherwise I can go ask for an autograph.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of Song Cheng who was eating quietly with his eyes down, and he couldn't help but relate to his dream of being an actor. I sighed in my heart.

"Why don't you talk?" He stopped picking up the food, "It's really so beautiful? It makes you so worried that you don't even want to eat?"

Just as I was about to explain, I suddenly noticed that Song Cheng pursed his lips, with a faint look of disappointment on his face, he was awakened and at the same time he couldn't believe it: "Are you jealous?"

Song Cheng frowned slightly: "Is it not possible?"

"No... I think it's quite strange."

Is it not surprising?I swear in my heart that before Andre and I were tender in the room, he could still sit and drink tea in the living room without moving.

Song Cheng seemed to see through my thoughts and didn't answer, just shook his head with a self-deprecating smile.He added another half bowl of soup to me, and I repeatedly waved my hands and said it was almost the same, and I couldn't eat any more.

"Drink more." Song Cheng stared at me with piercing eyes, and his tone was precise, as if he had accurately counted every grain of rice I swallowed, "Junyan, you ate less than yesterday. Is the food not to your liking?"

"No, it's delicious."

I bit the bullet and took the soup bowl, sipping it down in small sips.It's not that it tastes bad, but Song Cheng added a lot of nourishing herbs to it, so the aftertaste is delicious and slightly bitter.

What I am most afraid of is the smell of this traditional Chinese medicine. I would rather swallow a handful of pills than take "food supplements".

But this soup recipe can be called a secret recipe, and the ingredients are so complicated that it makes people's scalp tingle.For the sake of Song Cheng's thick notebook, I have to give him face no matter what.

Seeing that I finished drinking, Song Cheng breathed a sigh of relief: "I asked Ye Zhifan to spare your schedule tomorrow, let's go to Mr. Qin's place to have a look, okay?"

I wanted to put on a bitter face, but felt like a child making trouble for no reason and not going to see a doctor, so I sighed helplessly.

Because of the nosebleed and coma, Song Cheng paid too much attention to my health.The inspection report given by the hospital was as I expected. There were many minor ailments, but absolutely nothing serious.I have nothing to do, but Song Cheng said with a serious face that Western medicine may not be accurate, and he wants to take me to see Chinese medicine.

So he started to contact with many parties, and now the recipe of the soup I drink is exactly what he personally asked a famous doctor for advice.The old doctor was really old, and his family prevented him from worrying about the patient.

Song Cheng spent a lot of effort to establish a relationship, but after getting the recipe, he felt that food and supplements were not enough, so he tried hard and soft for a long time, and finally succeeded in persuading the old man to come out to see a doctor for me.

I was completely puzzled by his exhausting behavior. Seeing that Song Cheng was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, I even thought absurdly: Does he want me to check and find something wrong?

The next morning, Song Cheng drove me to the old gentleman's house.Mr. Qin lived in a small courtyard house in the middle of an alley, and it was kept clean and tidy.The car is parked at the entrance of the alley and we can't get in. Fortunately, we have been here once, and we are familiar with this place.

The old gentleman, with white hair and beard, looked kindly and kindly, and asked me a few words with a smile.I answered one by one, and I caught a glimpse of Song Cheng sitting next to me from the corner of my eye.

He specially wore a pair of glasses today, his demeanor was focused and serious, and his demeanor was even more relaxed.When the old man was checking my pulse, he sat upright and waited, holding a pen and a notebook in his hand, looking like he wanted to write down every word.

Mr. Qin didn't prescribe medicine for me last time. After the pulse diagnosis this time, he wrote a prescription and gave it to his closed disciple. He asked him to boil it for a week and then pack it up for us to take away.I looked at the prescription, and my Adam's apple rolled down. Thinking of the next week's life, I couldn't help feeling a little sad in my heart.

Old Mr. Qin gave detailed instructions on the things to pay attention to in terms of diet, answered many questions raised by Song Cheng, and praised him for his thoughtfulness.Seeing them talking with some mysterious and mysterious words in my eyes, on the surface I look calm and wandering, but in fact, my heart is already turbulent——

Song Cheng knew such details, how much energy did he spend researching it behind his back?

There is still some time before the medicine is ready. Mr. Qin goes to play chess with his old friend every day. We don't want to disturb their daily work and rest, so we sit in the yard and wait patiently.

Song Cheng looked down at his records, the shadows of the trees swayed in the sunlight, falling on his handsome and tough side face.

A child in a plump and auspicious red winter coat walked by the door, and I said without thinking: "It's almost Chinese New Year."

"Yes." Song Cheng raised his head, took off his glasses and rubbed the center of his brows, then smiled at me, "I won't go back this year, I will spend the New Year with you in the capital."

I shook my head: "Don't do this, your parents will be disappointed."

He is the youngest son, and the only child of his mother; it's okay to say that Pan Daoli didn't go back to celebrate the New Year when he was chasing his dream, but now, wouldn't it make people poke my spine?

"My uncle has been transferred back to the capital, so I can celebrate the New Year at his house." Song Cheng smiled, his eyes were amber as thick as honey under the sun, "This year your mother and younger brother are both in China, you should also Go to the Xu family to show your face. After dealing with them, come back to us, okay?"

The words are impeccable.

I don't want to go to Lu Changbai's place, and I don't want to stay in Xu's house surrounded by a group of people with ulterior motives. My mother will definitely not allow Andre to leave her sight.At this moment when everyone is reuniting with their families, apart from Song Cheng, I am afraid that no one else would want to come to accompany me.

Yang Chen.

His name suddenly appeared in my heart, like a stone thrown into the calm water, causing circles of ripples.

"What are you thinking?" Song Cheng put together his notes, "By the way Junyan, tell me about your time in S City?"

I suddenly came back to my senses, the ripples gradually dissipated, and the water surface became smooth again.Hearing his question, I whispered: "Is there anything to say, is there something you don't know?"

"I don't have supernatural powers to that extent." Song Cheng smiled slightly, "I had something to go back to Jincheng at this time last year. I don't know how you spent the New Year there. I want to hear it from you."

"January last year?" I thought about it carefully, "As usual, I don't go out very much. However, I accompanied Sun Ning and Yan Xia to purchase new year's goods, and took Wu Yanrui to the pottery class to pinch a little lucky cat Pendant."

Speaking of this, I have some regrets: "It was very nice to knead, but after firing, my finished product had a big crack, so I didn't take it back. It's a pity now, I think the color I painted is very cute. .”

Song Cheng nodded, dragged his tone, and said meaningfully: "Oh... you said that."

I knew that he intended to do this, but I still couldn't help but take the bait: "What? Is it with you? Who said just now that I don't have supernatural powers?"

"It seems that you haven't observed me carefully at all." Song Cheng put on a straight face on purpose, but couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, "I've been in front of your eyes several times, and I didn't notice anything."

I was overwhelmed by his gentle offensive, I deliberately reminded myself not to pay too much attention to Song Cheng.Thinking about it seriously at this time, I can't help but feel a little annoyed.

He burst out laughing, and showed me the car keys in his hand: "I'm not kidding you, here it is."

Sure enough, there was a beckoning cat hanging on it, and there was a crack in the tail of the cat, which was the one I made at that time.This book was to be given to Wu Yanrui to hang on her schoolbag, so I deliberately made it cute and cute, and the size was a little too big, so it would look very funny to hang on the car keys.

I smiled and said, "Did anyone say you were naive?"

Song Cheng scratched the bridge of my nose, his eyes were gentle: "They dare not."

Just as I was about to say something, Mr. Qin's disciple happened to boil the medicine and put it in a box for us.

Song Cheng stood up and took it. The man was a middle-aged man with a steady temperament, and his attitude towards him was quite polite: "It's still piping hot. Go home and drink a bag before dinner, twice a day. This is seven days' worth. After seven days, Mr. Song Bring someone to show the teacher again, and take good care of your diet."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Song Cheng said his thanks with a sincere expression, "The old man's kindness as a doctor has really helped us a lot. Don't be polite if you can use me in the future."

After exchanging a few polite words, Song Cheng said that he would bid farewell to Mr. Qin in person. The middle-aged man pointed to the old Mr.'s room: "The teacher will be back after another 10 minutes. Today is also a coincidence, a junior of the teacher said this Come at noon, otherwise his old man will play chess until noon."

The other party was talking, suddenly hey, and turned his gaze to the gate of the courtyard: "Xiao Yang, didn't you say it's ten o'clock, it's still early, and the teacher is still playing chess with Hong Lao. Why don't you come in? What are you doing standing at the door -"

I froze for a moment, and turned my head reflexively.Before he could see who was coming, Song Cheng held his wrist tightly.He exerted too much force, and I trembled in pain. When I looked up at him, I found that his face was as cold as ice.

A bad premonition came over me.Sure enough, a familiar male voice sounded in my ear, with a careless tone and gnashing of teeth in my heart:

"I think... I came just in time."