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

The afternoon world is a bit lazy and comfortable. The sunlight outside the window falls evenly and brightly on Cheng Xi's face, outlining all kinds of amorous feelings in her smiling eyes. The cat scratching the heart.

Meng Zhijin's eyes darkened as she looked at Cheng Xi's exposed slender waist.

He stood up without saying a word.

But just when she was about to walk up to Cheng Xi, there was a knock on the door from the side of the room.

The light from the corridor fell in through the crack of the opened door, along with half of Su Jing's body.

She precisely found Meng Zhijin who had just stood up, beckoned and said, "Zhijin."

Sensing that Su Jing had something to look for her, Meng Zhijin calmly suppressed her changing eyes, said "excuse me" to Cheng Xi, and followed Su Jing out of the house.

Cheng Xi just watched Meng Zhijin's leaving back, watched the door open and close, and her provocative vision became obscure, wandering in this ward that she hadn't had time to look at just now.

It’s still the same window that can see the landmark buildings in the distance, or the yellowed and old human acupuncture point map on the wall.

The ward in the single room was quiet, and Cheng Xi didn't know that this was the first time she stayed in this place by herself.

Everything is the same as before.

After an unknown amount of time, there was another sound of the door being pushed open in the quiet room.

Cheng Xi looked up and saw the old gentleman walking in with his hands behind his back.

He looked at the room where only Cheng Xi was left, and said, "Leaving again?"

Cheng Xi grasped the key point of the old man's words very keenly, and repeated in doubt: "Again?"

"Just the few times you came here in the past two years, your girlfriend also came." Speaking of this, the old man paused for a while, and looked at Cheng Xi as if seeking confirmation, "Is she your girlfriend?"

Cheng Xi wanted to deny it but suddenly didn't know how to say it.

The old man's words seemed to have opened a hole through which the moonlight could penetrate into her darkness, so that she didn't want to interrupt Rui's listening.

The old man probably knew the complexity of the entertainment industry and didn't have to wait for Cheng Xi to answer. He took the needle for Cheng Xi and continued: "I remember that she always came to sit on the bed late at night to watch you fall asleep. just go."

"A big actress like her should be very busy, right? I think she seems to have a bad temper." The old man said, then turned back to his old job, shaking his head and muttering, "This People's spleen and stomach are different from your waist, they are soft. If she is as serious as your waist, it will be difficult to recover..."

Despite the resentment, even though she should have been a stranger long ago, Cheng Xi couldn't help but feel worried when she heard it, and couldn't help asking: "Then how do you see her current situation?"

"I'm a genius doctor? Can I prescribe medicine with just one glance?" The old man scoffed at Cheng Xi, and then said, "She looks a little better now than before, but it's still a little bit. The reason for the diminution of impression."

"But it's much better than your waist. Pay attention to your diet, work and rest, and take care of yourself. The most important thing is your waist."

If it is said that doctors have a parental heart, then the old man can definitely be called a competent father to Cheng Xi.

Only then did he judge the other person's condition, and the conversation fell on Cheng Xi again.

While putting all the needles back into the recycling iron tray, the old gentleman chattered tirelessly: "At first, your waist was sprained acutely and turned into chronic strain-induced low back pain if you didn't take proper rest. It was even heavier, and this time it fell from the tree again. I think you might as well go back and continue dancing ballet in this filming. ?”

I don't know if it was because I learned that Meng Zhijin was fine, or if I heard the familiar nagging again, Cheng Xi lay on the bed, with a lazy look of gag, and explained in a long tone: "I see, This time it was really a surprise."

The old man snorted, and the strength to close the box was a little heavier: "It seems that only accidents can make you less injured."

"Okay, you lie here for a while, I see your manager is on the phone, and I will come in to find you later. Go back and take good care of it. The plaster will be applied every day, and I will check it when I come for acupuncture." The old man Mr. exhorted, looking like a strict father.

"Okay." Cheng Xi nodded, her attitude was much more serious than before.

The old gentleman nodded in satisfaction, packed his things, and left the ward slowly.

The room became quiet again, and the old clock hanging above the head clicked away.

Cheng Xi put her arm under her head again, leaning her small face on it, staring at the sun outside the window.

The words of the old man have not been shattered while the clock is running, the memory of the past is slowly going back with the belated narration, and the outline of a figure suddenly emerges from the darkness.

His fingertips slid over her ear pinna to help her fix her long hanging hair. The faint fragrance mixed with the not-so-good-smelling medicinal fragrance surrounded her, making her feel a little more comfortable in the affliction.

Cheng Xi didn't expect that Meng Zhijin also came to see her at that time.

That was not her ridiculous dream...

I don't know if this door is against Cheng Xi today.

She was lost in thought when the sound of the door being pushed open sounded again.

Qi Ming walked in straight away, watched Cheng Xi put her head on her arm, with a listless look from her back, and asked, "Why, have you been scolded?"

Cheng Xi turned her head and glanced at Qi Ming.

A little resentment.

Qi Ming smiled and patted her on the shoulder, and talked to her about the next work arrangement: "I just discussed with Sister Su Jing and the program team. Your waist injury can't do strenuous exercise for at least a week, but it won't delay too much. Too many things, this program only has tomorrow's romantic date left, our appearance fee is still the original amount, after all, the program team is also partly responsible for your situation, and this time the medical expenses are all paid by the program team."

"Then it's about tomorrow's romantic date. You and Mr. Meng only need to participate in the filming of the romantic dinner tonight. The whole process is basically just sitting and chatting. There will be no big moves, don't worry."

Although Qi Ming said it was to reassure Cheng Xi, Cheng Xi was still a little worried, and asked again: "Have you asked Meng... Zhijin?"

"Yeah." Qi Ming nodded, "That's what she meant."

Cheng Xi remembered Meng Zhijin being called away by Su Jing just now, and probably knew why, so she nodded and said, "Okay, thank her for me."

Qi Ming, on the other hand, joked with a smile: "Where is Xie Ren going to replace her? It's not like you haven't seen her, so tell her personally when the time comes."

Cheng Xi didn't speak.

When she left the scene of the show, she didn't even have Meng Zhijin's WeChat.

Qi Ming didn't notice the change in Cheng Xi. She tapped on the screen of her mobile phone and continued: "By the way, I've already found your house for you. The sold house can just pay the down payment after deducting the tax. This time There is absolutely no problem with security. It is a high-end real estate last year. I have inquired about it, and there are not many celebrities living in it. There are two households in one elevator, a large flat floor, and you can move in with your bags after being well-decorated."

Speaking of which, Qi Ming put the photos of Cheng Xi's new home that she had personally taken in front of Cheng Xi, and asked, "Shall we go back to live today, or stay in a hotel?"

Cheng Xi looked at her new home, and it was rare for her to have something she felt happy about. She said without hesitation, "I have a new house, so what kind of hotel do I live in?"

"Okay, the driver should have driven here, let's go back now."

As Qi Ming said, the environment of Cheng Xi's new community is very good. The greenery is twice as large as that of the previous community. It is surrounded by lakes and water, which is very pleasing to the eye.

The building where Cheng Xi's house is located is located in the middle of the community. The location is very good. After all, it was bought with all the house money.

Cheng Xi was in pain, but at the same time felt that the money was worth it.

The elevator didn't keep the new owner waiting long and reached the first floor quickly.

Under the leadership of Qi Ming, Cheng Xi entered the elevator, watched her press the button on the 26th floor, and nodded with satisfaction: "I will be this age in a month, and it is a good start."

Qi Ming smiled and joked, "It's the beginning of working hard to repay the mortgage."

Cheng Xi faltered for a while, "Sister Ming, don't discourage me like this, please."

"Okay, okay." Qi Ming nodded, giving Cheng Xi extra face.

The two were talking in the elevator, and they reached the 26th floor in a few seconds.

The spacious corridor is covered with black, gray and white patterned marble floor tiles, which are dazzled by the light falling on it.

Qi Ming stood there for a while, looked at the doors at both ends of the corridor, and judged: "This way."

Cheng Xi's back injury is still not healed, and the two of them walked not too fast.

When he was in front of the gate with the password lock, Qi Ming paid special attention to privacy and whispered to Cheng Xi: "The password is set for your birthday, if you don't want to use it, you can change it."

"Of course my house has to be my birthday." Cheng Xi said otherwise, and entered the password.

The password was entered correctly, and the heavy door opened after a circle of white light.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows included all the light from the west slanting sun into the room. Cheng Xi stood at the entrance, wondering whether to go in or not.

The convective wind gushed out the moment the door was opened, and the quiet fragrance filled Cheng Xi's chest.

The long bar at the back of the living room is slowly drifting with smoke, and boiling water is boiling in a transparent glass pot.

The long white dress swayed slightly, outlining the white and slender calves and ankles.

The shaved shoulders couldn't lift the sling, and one side fell to the shoulders, exposing the round shoulder blades without reservation.

The boiling water was poured into the glass, and Meng Zhijin casually picked up her glass.

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