After the divorce, the whole world is waiting for us to get back together

The noon in early summer is still a bit warm.

The scorching sun fell on Meng Zhijin's eyes with scorching heat, Cheng Xi's eyes looking at her were exactly the same as in the memory.

And the "sister" that blurted out also made Cheng Xi stunned for a moment.

She couldn't remember how long she hadn't called out this title to anyone.

The running water washes over Cheng Xi's calf submerged in the river, and the midday heat permeates the coolness.

Habits are the most cunning of things, coming out when people are least prepared.

She shouldn't have said that.

At this moment, Yu Tong ran over with novelty and excitement, shaking his almost dry clothes: "Wow, what a big fish! Sister Cheng Xi! You are so amazing!"

Cheng Xi recovered quickly.

She quickly moved her uncontrollable gaze away from Meng Zhijin, and said proudly to Yu Tong who was talking to her: "I'm still very good."

She is still very proud to show everyone the fish she has worked so hard to catch in front of the camera: "And this is not a female fish going upstream to produce roe, but a lazy male fish."

Xu Changyan: "Teacher Cheng knows a lot."

"I learned something when I was filming before." Cheng Xi replied.

"Isn't it "The Forgotten Girl"! I remember that Liao Ning is a girl from a small fishing village." Yu Tong expressed his love unabashedly, "I really like Liao Ning! I think sister Cheng Xi played Liao Ning to life gone."

When Cheng Xi heard Yu Tong's words, she suddenly laughed.

In this way, she threw the fish she caught into the bucket casually and skillfully, and said unabashedly in front of the camera: "If you say that, it will make me feel even more unwilling."

Cheng Xi has always been used to wantonness, emotions come and go quickly.

It's just that this time, various emotions were entrenched in her brain, blocking the exit, and she showed a beautiful and bright smile, which made the people standing in the distance seem to have been twisted for a while.

Unwillingness can be explained in many ways, like regret, like sighing.

But Meng Zhijin knew it was not such a frivolous explanation.

Time is indelible, and I will still remember it.

Both she and Cheng Xi have a thorn in their hearts, whoever pulls it hurts both of them.

The temperature of the river water is also significantly milder under the sun.

It was almost time for dinner, and after Sun Ran called, the group returned with the bucket and the fish basket that had been lowered earlier.

After a morning of hard work, everyone has gained a little.

Because the big fat fish that Cheng Xi caught was particularly heavy on the scale, she and Meng Zhijin ranked first in terms of points.

The theme of Survival in the Wilderness is to be self-sufficient. The breakfast, lunch and dinner in the past two days are all the ingredients obtained by doing tasks.

Sun Ran and the others came back early, and after registering their grade points, the smell was already wafting from the kitchen.

"This is not waiting for our fish. Sister Sun Ran has no confidence in us." Cheng Xi walked to the kitchen with her fish bucket and joked.

"No, I'm just waiting for your fish to come, so I have a meat dish at noon." Sun Ran pointed to the oil in the pan beside him, "Ms. Gao didn't pour out the oil left over from the fried eggplant , Thinking about the fish coming, make a fish jumping over the dragon gate."

"That's right." Gao Mingtai was wearing an apron, and he was gearing up, "Can I pick out the ingredients for today's lunch?"

Cheng Xi is generous, pointing to the fat fish he caught: "This one is very fat."

Sun Ran came over to take a look, with a surprised expression on his face: "Oh, for such a big fish, Xiaoxi and Zhijin won the first place in points, right?"

Cheng Xi didn't hide it, and nodded with a smile: "Yeah."

"Okay, the first one has the power not to work." Sun Ran squeezed Cheng Xi's shoulder, "Go to your teacher Meng and rest, we can have dinner right away."

"Okay." Cheng Xijian said bluntly, and pushed open the glass hanging door to leave.

The glass hanging door cut off the oil fume in the kitchen, casting a layer of warm light on the small space.

At first, Cheng Xi felt that Sun Ran and Gao Mingtai had no sense of CP, but seeing their tacit cooperation in the kitchen, the feeling of middle-aged couples loving each other came out.

It is the kind of feeling of calming down and watching that can make people feel the warmth of time, which inexplicably makes people yearn for it.

Cheng Xi lowered her eyes slightly, took a few more glances, and then left with her pockets.

Although it is survival in the wilderness, the lunch at noon is still very good.A combination of meat and vegetables, and a soup.

Except for Su Miaomiao's nonchalant grievances when she sat down, and Sun Ran returning them to her with a half-smile, the atmosphere at the dinner table was very harmonious.

In Gao Mingtai's hands, the big fat fish turned into a beautiful fish jumping over the dragon's gate. As a lover of deep-fried sweets, Cheng Xi picked up several pieces of her labor fruits, but she was a little unsatisfied because other people still wanted to eat them. Pick up the flavored eggplant on the side.

It's just that as soon as Cheng Xi put the eggplant on her plate, a piece of golden and beautiful fish landed on her plate.

It was brought by Meng Zhijin.

Although Cheng Xi didn't show it on the face, the "sister" that blurted out still made her feel a little alienated, and she had less communication with Meng Zhijin.

Faced with Meng Zhijin's initiative, Cheng Xi was a little surprised, she turned her head and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Meng Zhijin didn't nod or shake her head, she just said softly, "Don't you want to eat?"

After finishing speaking, she calmly removed the flavored eggplant from Cheng Xi's plate to her plate.

The dining table in the romantic cottage is not very big, and the distance between the two people is a little close.

The slow breath of talking back and forth all fell on each other's ears, and they looked very intimate in the camera.

The deep-fried eggplant strips are covered with a layer of golden sugar-coated crispy shell, which looks very attractive, but the prickly ash hidden on it makes people have to be careful in their movements.

Cheng Xi remembered something, frowned slightly, and asked, "Didn't you always get used to the prickly ash popping out here from time to time, and refused to eat it with me?"

"I'm used to it now." Meng Zhijin replied lightly, and in this way, Cheng Xi skillfully picked out a peppercorn hidden in the puff pastry, and said, "Just pick the peppercorn."

"It would be a pity to give up a delicacy just because of Zanthoxylum bungeanum."

It's hard to say whether it's the calmness of this person that makes people uneasy, or whether her changes have once again created a sense of difference from her past.

For no reason, Cheng Xi sensed some other meaning from Meng Zhijin's calm words, which was vague, like a sea that couldn't reach the bottom.

Cheng Xi sighed: "Really?"

Then he said something strangely: "Is it a pity?"

It seems to be a rhetorical question with a different meaning, and it seems to be muttering to himself.

After lunch, the sun shines into the living room, and the whole world seems to be slowed down.

There is no task to do in the afternoon, and the program team arranged personal interviews with the members of the romantic cabin.

Cheng Xi had nothing to do and was the first to be interviewed.

The interview questions were nothing more than some questions that strengthened her cp relationship with Meng Zhijin, and the answers were as ambiguous as possible.

After the interview, Cheng Xi went upstairs to take a shower.

Within half an hour, an "unidentified creature" with a towel on its head appeared in the footage on the first floor.

Cheng Xi doesn't like to use a hair dryer very much, and put a towel on her half-dry hair to let it absorb water automatically.

She slowly and leisurely touched a sliced ​​unfinished melon from the refrigerator, thinking of going to eat a melon outside the interview room on the first floor when she was bored.

"Ms. Meng is participating in a variety show for the first time. How does it feel?"

"It's not bad, it can be regarded as a kind of rest."

It's just that Cheng Xi didn't expect that Meng Zhijin was sitting behind the door.

The frosted glass above the door barely outlines the figure of the person sitting inside, and Cheng Xi feels that she doesn't need to listen to Meng Zhijin's interview.

Where is someone knocking on their cp?

Moreover, they are just a cooperative relationship, and the melons that come out of her mouth are not real melons.

It's boring to eat.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xi planned to leave.

But the footsteps that stopped just now didn't seem to be happy, they pressed against the door, and didn't move for a long time.

The host asked Meng Zhijin: "Mr. Meng and Mr. Cheng must have known each other for a long time, right?"

Meng Zhijin nodded: "Well, more than four years, almost five years."

The host's mind was quite bright, and he figured it out quickly, and asked again: "So Teacher Cheng started working with Teacher Meng when he was in his early 20s."

Meng Zhijin in the camera seemed to be a little emotional, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Is there any change between Mr. Cheng at that time and now?" the host asked again.

"No." Meng Zhijin shook her head, her cold eyes softened a bit, "She is still as beautiful as ever."

The host was a little surprised: "Teacher Meng seldom praises people for being beautiful."

Then he followed what was written in the notebook and asked, "Since this is the case, after filming "Daylight", has Mr. Meng thought about when the next collaboration with Mr. Cheng will be?"

This is not a difficult question, but Meng Zhijin paused for a while.

The eyes in the camera lowered slightly, and she nodded after a few seconds: "Yes."

Some are calm, and some are unspeakably frustrated.

It makes people think it's an illusion, and it shouldn't appear on such a high-spirited Meng Zhijin.

But Meng Zhijin didn't give the host a chance to capture her moment, and continued: "Cheng Xi is a very talented actress, if I can, I hope to find her with a good script, so that we can cooperate again Chance."

The host looked stunned, and joked with a smile: "Can I reasonably suspect that Mr. Meng's words are advertising for Mr. Cheng? Is Mr. Meng a little too partial to Mr. Cheng?"

Meng Zhijin pursed the corner of her lower lip slightly, and smiled, not really answering.

The host didn't hold back either, taking advantage of the somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, he continued, "Actually, I heard that Teacher Meng would call Teacher Cheng 'child' in private. I'm curious why Teacher Meng called that?"

"She didn't like me calling her that when I was filming "Daylight", but she got used to it later." Meng Zhijin replied.

There was a rare slyness in her voice, as if she was telling what a proud work she was.

But this is just a title.

"That's it..." The host nodded thoughtfully, looked down at the book, and asked, "If you choose one animal, which animal does Teacher Meng think is the most suitable for Teacher Cheng?"

"Fox." Meng Zhijin didn't pause.

This question is not difficult, and the master also smiled and said, "Sure enough, everyone thinks Teacher Cheng is like a fox."

Then she asked again: "Then what kind of animal does Teacher Meng think he is?"

In fact, the best answer to this question is to choose an animal that matches with a fox, but Meng Zhijin did not follow the previous discussion, and said: "Turtle."

The host was a little surprised: "Why?"

After a pause, he asked again as if explaining for Meng Zhijin: "Is it because the tortoise can hardly endure loneliness?"

Otherwise, Meng Zhijin gave an answer that didn't fit her impression: "Because tortoises are lazy."

Cheng Xi stood in front of the small piece of frosted glass and listened, and also smiled at the contrast.

It's just that her smile didn't last long, it stopped at the corner of her eyes.

The interview room was a bit crowded, and the only light fell on Meng Zhijin's face, softening the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes.

Meng Zhijin paused, raised her slightly drooping pupils, and looked at the host who was sitting in front of the door in the blind corner of the camera.

The calm eyes seem to be able to pass through the frosted glass, and look at the person standing behind the door.

"I'm not a very persistent person, and I'm too lazy to develop any habits. Once some habits are formed, I'm too lazy to change them."