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"Wait for me to put on makeup, you will be lucky in my life."

How could anyone take this for granted?

Although Bian Boxian didn't speak, his eyes were full of shock when he turned his head to look at Jin Tang.

Jintang stared at him, it seemed that this was the first time she observed Bian Boxian so closely, his face was clean without any trace of bad makeup, his hair was dazzling white, but his face was swollen visible to the naked eye.

What a bad face~

Jintang withdrew his gaze in disgust, and looked ahead: "Let's drive."

It is precisely because he is going home that it is rare for Bian Boxian to reveal his original self calmly. Facing the public, he has his own idol baggage. Facing his family, he is the real Bian Boxian.

His appearance is not too high in the team, when he was a trainee before, he would never look back at him while walking on the road.It's just that many fans love his character, and his voice.

The competition in this circle is too fierce, if one doesn't pay attention, it's easy to get silent, and he doesn't want to be that kind of person, so he works and practices desperately.

The car drove steadily on the road, Bian Boxian kept paying attention to Jintang from the corner of his eye.

She really changed a lot, not to mention the whole face, but the feeling she gave him.

Although Jintang was beautiful in the past, she was more imitating the actions of the popular female idols, dyeing her hair color and makeup that did not suit her.

Now she is like a treasure that has been dusted off, quietly exuding her own light.

Jin Tang, who no longer revolves around him, is actually pretty good.

The inside of the carriage was too quiet, occasionally the sound of Jintang picking up the tulip petals to pick up the wrapping paper could be heard, Bian Boxian felt that his breathing was subconsciously lightened.

"Tired?"

Jintang's sudden sound made Bian Boxian say "ah".

"I said, you're exhausted." Jintang looked at the tulips she had chosen with satisfaction, each of them bloomed just right, and they were extremely beautiful, "Your face is swollen."

……

Bian Boxian responded with a little embarrassment.

"Your body is important, take care of yourself."

"Okay, thank you."

All the way to Bian Boxian's house without a word, parked the car, Bian Boxian picked up the things he had prepared from the back seat, he turned to look at Jintang, and saw that she was just holding the bouquet of tulips, as for the other The gift bag, one of which was not carried, stayed quietly on the ground of the co-pilot.

"help."

Passing by, Jintang left these words lightly, and walked away on high heels.

He already has both hands full, okay?

But Bian Boxian didn't refute, he sighed, handed the bag in his left hand to his right, bent down to pick up the gift prepared by Jintang, and then walked inside.

As if by telepathy, just as Jintang was about to ring the doorbell, she saw the door open from the inside, Mother Bian came out with a smile, and as soon as she saw Jintang, she kept praising her for being beautiful again.

"Mom, why don't you look at me?" Bian Boxian's voice made Bian's mother willingly look away from Jintang.

From this point of view, it is not.

Her son was holding packing bags in both hands, standing behind Jintang on the right side, if it wasn't for his white hair, he would really look like an ordinary passerby.

"Oh, Bai Xian, come in quickly."

"I doubt if I'm your own." Bian Boxian complained as he walked inside.

Jintang didn't listen to what Bian Baixian said, she gave the bouquet of flowers in her arms to Mother Bian, and a sweet smile climbed onto her cheek: "Auntie, I wish you a happy birthday."

"Let's have fun together, come in quickly, it's cold outside."

Bian's mother collected the flowers, led Jintang into the house, and saw Bian Boxian put down a lot of packing bags in a hurry. He beat the forearm of his left hand with his right hand, looked at the two people who came in and said: " It's a little heavy."

Jintang glanced at the bags on the ground. Although there were a lot of bags, where would they sink?

Under the light, Bian's mother could see Bian Boxian's swollen face clearly. She smiled, let go of Jintang's hand, and walked to her son anxiously: "Have you taken your medicine?"

"Eat." Bian Boxian nodded casually, grabbed his hair, turned around and walked towards the dining table.

take medicine?

In Jintang's memory, there was never a scene where Bian Boxian needed to take medicine. She walked towards the dining table calmly, and heard Bian's father who was already seated frown, with distressed eyes: "You still have to pay more attention to your body , especially that disease."

sick?

Bian Boxian is sick?

Judging from Bian's father's tone, Bian Boxian's illness seems to be taking some time.

"You have to remember yourself, especially your job is a day and night." Bian mother said, put the bouquet aside, and beckoned Jintang to sit on her right hand, and now, it was formed She took the seat where she and Bian Boxian sat facing each other.

"Well, remember."

Jintang raised his head and looked at Bian Boxian's face. Now it seems that something is really wrong.

Bian Boxian raised his eyes, and saw Jin Tang's gaze on him, and lowered his head to avoid this gaze.

A table of people had dinner together and ate some of Bian's mother's birthday cake. Bian Baixian happily expressed that he would sing birthday wishes to his mother.

Without a microphone, he clenched his fist with his right hand and picked out a very popular blessing song. Standing in front, he sang and danced. Jin Tang couldn't help feeling that he was born as a singer.

"Our Bai Xian's singing skills are pretty good." Bian's mother clapped her hands to beat the beat, and leaned into Jintang's ear and said, "In fact, he hasn't stopped studying these years, otherwise his singing skills would not have improved so much."

At this time, Bian Boxian had already sung to the end of the whole song, and his high-pitched voice suddenly rose from the ground, making Jin Tang, who was about to answer Bian's mother, turn his head and stare at him in surprise.

without him

The high pitch really made her heart tremble.

The voice twisted and twisted, like illusory smoke, rising into the sky, but then drifting away.

At the end of the singing, Bian Boxian changed the lyrics himself, saying, I wish my mother healthy and happy forever!

After singing, he smiled like a child, expressing that he would play another song, regardless of the three people sitting on the sofa, he sang some of his favorite songs on his own.

"Okay, okay, don't sing, it's very noisy." Mother Bian was quite cheerful in the front, but she seemed to be a little bit unbearable in the back, and the frown became the word 'Chuan', she stretched out her hand and nodded. He ordered the seat next to Jintang, "Sit down, you finally have some time to come and see me, why can't you have a good chat?"

Bian Boxian, who was singing happily, was poured a basin of cold water head-on by his mother, he looked at Jintang who was sitting beside Bian's mother, suppressing a smile, and put away his hands in embarrassment: "I sing very well. "

Looking at the empty seat next to Jintang, Bian Boxian's eyes flickered, and finally he chose to sit next to Bian's mother - the position on the armrest.

After chatting with Bian's mother and Bian's father for more than an hour, Jin Tang proposed to go back.

"Hurry up, Boxian, take Xiaotang back." Bian's mother was very enthusiastic

Anyway, he was the one who picked it up when it came.

Bian Boxian didn't refuse, he got up and looked at Jintang: "Then let's go."

Perhaps after this dinner, on the way back, the two of them could occasionally chat a few words, most of them were very polite, caring about each other's work.

When the car stopped in front of Jintang's house, looking sideways at Jintang who had unbuckled his seat belt, Bian Boxian suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

This inexplicable apology made Jintang stop pulling the handle of the car. She turned her head and looked at Bian Boxian who was sitting there.

His eyes dodged a little, and his eyes finally fell on Jintang's hair: "It's about my blocking you."

what

It turned out to be this matter

Knowing that, Jin Tang smiled lightly: "No need to apologize, after all, I made the mistake first, there is nothing wrong with you doing that."

After speaking, she opened the door and got out of the car.

"that……"

Bian Boxian hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car, and called out to Jin Tang who was already walking inside: "Then, can I add you back?"

Jin Tang, who had already walked up the stairs, stopped and turned around upon hearing this.

She stood in the darkness, making it difficult to see her expression at the moment, but she only spoke with a smile, which Bian Boxian who was standing under the streetlight could hear clearly.

"It's easier to dream~"?