Brilliant Life in the Entertainment Circle

Perhaps it was more than a month of getting along with the actors of "Seven Princesses" that all the actors had a tacit understanding. The imagined arduous "night battle with lights" did not come, and it was replaced by a slight delay of two hours from the end of the usual filming.

It was already 11 o'clock in the evening when Song Ya drove home.In the small supermarket downstairs of the apartment, I just went upstairs with a few strings of oden.So tired, twisting her sore neck, Song Ya took out the key, but froze when she opened the door.The lights were on in the room, so the usual oncoming darkness did not come as promised.The living room was very quiet, so a slight commotion could be heard from the kitchen.

It was a voice I hadn't heard for a long time. It was both familiar and unfamiliar. For a moment, Song Ya was in a trance.

"Are you back?" Xuan Bin stood at the door of the kitchen with a plate of fried rice just made, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

Song Ya didn't speak, she didn't know what to say.Although he never returned the key to this house, she thought pessimistically that she would never see him here again in this life.So, life is always full of surprises, right?But Song Ya was not happy at all.

Seeing the calm expression on her face, Xuan Bin felt even more embarrassed for a moment.

"Don't stand at the door, go and change clothes." He said to her, with the tone of the host.Put the fried rice on the dining table, pour a little tomato sauce on it, then turn around and walk into the kitchen.

After changing her shoes, Song Ya walked slowly to the kitchen door.There was white mist lingering inside, it was a scene I hadn't seen for a long time, as if it happened in a previous life.Xuan Bin turned his back to her, and his slender figure was busy by the stove.

"Don't bother, I don't want to drink soup." Although there were many things in her heart that she wanted to say and ask, she opened her mouth, and Song Ya only said this sentence.

"Drink some, it's cold outside, if you come back from the road, it won't be good for your stomach if you eat directly." Xuan Bin didn't stop working, and poured a beaten egg liquid into the freshly boiled water. "I put a little ginger in it, it's very warm to the stomach, after a while you drink the soup first and then eat, so that the stomach won't hurt."

He spoke softly, with a hint of flattery in his low tone.Although Song Ya has been looking forward to their reconciliation, and now everything in front of her is consistent with her imagination and even warmer, but Song Ya is indifferent, she thought she would be moved, in her imagination, at this time , I should step forward gently, and then hug Xuan Bin's busy and thin body from behind.

However, that was an illusion after all, it was unreal, Song Ya stood where she was, and she found that no matter what, she couldn't take that step.She began to panic, not knowing what the problem was, Xuan Bin was arrogant, it was not easy for her to do this, not to mention that she was the one who blamed him first, but in the end he bowed his head first, let go of his self-esteem, and ran over Use this as an apology and summation.

Yes, I should be very moved, but Song Ya is just indifferent.His legs were like lead, and he was still unable to take that step.

"You...I'll go and change first." After saying this, Song Ya turned and walked into the bedroom.When he came out after changing into his home clothes, Xuan Bin had already warmed his stomach. Seeing Song Ya coming out, he smiled lightly, then picked up the coat that was on the sofa, and while putting it on, he said naturally: " Remember to drink soup first, and then eat. I still have something to do, and the filming of "The Snow Queen" will start the day after tomorrow. The heroine is Ms. Cheng Yuri, do you know each other? I remember that you have participated in the show together."

Song Ya nodded and looked at Xuan Bin without saying a word.

Xuan Bin scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well, director Lee Hyung-min said yesterday that the TV series will go to New Zealand for filming, and it is estimated that he will leave in early March. I..." He continued.

Maybe today really shouldn't come, it seems that she is still angry.Yes, she did have reason to be angry. That time his car almost hit her, and afterwards he also felt that he was crazy, worried and blamed himself, but when he picked up the phone and sent it, it was cold everywhere. Why did she He got mixed up with Zhao Yincheng again.And on his own side... Hey, Zhao Yincheng and Song Huiqiao are really two people who linger!

"Is it time to leave?" Finally, Song Ya said something that made Xuan Bin feel relieved.Although her expression still looked icy, these words had slowly relaxed Xuan Bin's tense heart.

"There's a script discussion tomorrow morning," he said.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Ya stepped forward, wanting to help him straighten the collar of his coat, but the moment she stretched out her hand, she froze. "New Zealand is beautiful. But the temperature in March is a bit low. If it is a mountainous area, it may be even colder. When leaving Korea, don't forget to bring a few more clothes to keep out the cold."

Xuan Bin looked at Song Ya without moving for a moment, as if it was the first day he knew her. On that all-too-familiar beautiful face, there was a warm and dim yellow light, blurring the edges and corners, hazy like a dream .Finally, Xuan Bin walked up, held her face gently, and kissed her forehead.

Leaving that cold forehead, he looked into her eyes and promised: "When I get there, I will call you every day, and if I can't call, I will send you a text message."

"What if you don't even send text messages?" She asked with a smile.

He also smiled: "That proves that I am dead."

"Don't talk nonsense!" She frowned, with anger and worry in her eyes. "New Zealand is very safe, you will not have an accident, unless it is your own death."

Her annoyance fell into his ears, but it became a kind of extreme tenderness.He held her face in his hands and looked at her carefully: "Yami, you are very worried about my safety, aren't you?"

"Who's worried about you..." She knocked off his hand.After being separated for such a long time, I am not used to his intimacy. "When did you come? Have you eaten?" She walked to the table and asked casually.

"I came when I sent you a text message." Xuan Bin followed, as if hugging her from behind, but was a step too late, Song Ya sat directly on the chair, Xuan Bin's outstretched hand froze in mid-air . "Did you read the text message?"

"Did you send me a text message?" Song Ya half turned her head to look at him, as if she didn't understand at all.The phone was placed on the table, she picked it up casually, opened it, and flipped through the pages in front of him, laughing from the bottom of her heart, Xuan Bin stood behind her and looked at it carefully until the phone turned to the home page, but nothing happened. I saw the text message I sent.

Song Ya laughed: "Where is there a text message?"

"I really sent it!" Xuan Bin said anxiously, "I just wanted to ask you when you would come back, but you didn't reply, so I came by myself, and then I guessed that you would come back soon, so I made the meal first Well... don't you believe me? If you don't believe me, look at my phone!" He took out the phone from his pocket, probably in a panic, the phone fell on the ground, drew an arc, and reached Song Ya's feet.

Song Ya bent down and picked up the phone. "Give."

Xuan Bin refused to answer. "The password is your birthday, you can open it yourself."

Song Ya stood up and stuffed the phone back into Xuan Bin's coat pocket.She smiled reproachfully: "Come on, I don't dare to look at your mobile phone. If I see something I shouldn't, should I scold you, or should I scold myself?"

"Are you still blaming me?" Xuan Bin smiled bitterly, wondering if Song Ya in front of him had become very strange after being separated for too long. In the past, the two would quarrel, but Song Ya was easy to coax, unlike Some girls will forgive their boyfriends only if they give them flowers, rings, and bags.In the past, as long as he said a gentle word, her heart would immediately soften, and then the two of them would reconcile as before.But today, Xuan Bin didn't know what to say, he felt that Song Ya was deliberately making things difficult for him.

Originally, Xuan Bin wanted to hand back his mobile phone to Song Ya, but the moment he held the mobile phone with his right hand, the mobile phone suddenly vibrated, and Xuan Bin's body also trembled.In front of him, Song Ya had already turned around and picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the noodles, with a smile on her face, but she still teased him: "Of course I blame you, Ouba hasn't contacted me for so long, God knows Which woman did you fool around with? Three months is enough to talk about an unforgettable love."

Song Yabalabala said a lot, but Xuan Bin remained silent.Song Ya just ate fried rice and ignored him.Finally, Xuan Bin squatted down, looking at her pitifully like a puppy.Song Ya took a few more mouthfuls of food, and couldn't take it anymore, so she laughed out loud.Xuan Bin also laughed, he knew that the cold war between them was finally over.

"Is it delicious?" He asked with a smile.

She weighed out a spoonful with a spoon and stuffed it lightly into his mouth. "You still don't know your craft?"

"It seems a bit bland." He ate and carefully analyzed it for her.

She smiled and shook her head, her eyes softened: "It's delicious, thank you Ouba..."

The following words were drowned between the lingering lips and teeth of the two.

The night in Seoul is gorgeous, but also quiet.Xuan Bin's car was driving slowly on the empty street, he whistled cheerfully, and adjusted his hair in front of himself in the rearview mirror from time to time.He didn't stay overnight, oh no, it was Song Ya who didn't stay him overnight, although he really wanted to hug her, but Song Ya refused.

"Ouba should save his energy and go filming." Before closing the door, she looked at him rudely and said.However, immediately she sent him another short message: "Wait for you to come back." Ah!Xuan Bin was helpless, thinking that his life as a monk would last for more than a month.Hey, Xiao Yami, when I come back, I must make things difficult for you.

The cheerful whistle was interrupted by the sudden bell, Xuan Bin picked it up with a smile, thinking it was Song Ya, wondering if she regretted letting her go, so after connecting, he smiled and said hello: "Hi !"

It was very quiet on the other end of the phone.

"Hi?" Thinking it was a bad signal, Xuan Bin said again.

"It's me, Xuan Binxi." A woman's cold voice came from the phone.

As if a gust of cold wind was blowing into his ears, Xuan Bin's smile froze on his face. "I'm sorry, senior, I'll stop first." After parking the car by the side of the road and taking a breath, Xuan Bin said, "Calling so late, do you have anything to do?"

"Just now, I sent you a text message, but you didn't reply." The woman said every word.

Xuan Bin scratched his head, with a trace of panic in his tone: "I'm sorry, senior, I was busy just now, so I didn't see it."

"You can take a look now."

As if haunted by a ghost, Xuan Bin's face was full of bewilderment and fear.The mobile phone turned to the text message page, and then saw the text message: "What happened that day, can you just pretend that nothing happened?"

After staring at the phone screen for a moment, Xuan Bin finally came to his senses.With a tone of desire: "Okay, senior, I understand, don't worry, I won't say anything about that matter even if it rots in my stomach. And... you took care of me that day, and I did that I'm so sorry!"

"Do you feel sorry for me?" The woman smiled softly, with a hint of warmth in her cold tone, "If you feel sorry for me, then don't call me senior from now on. We are the same age, so we will call me by my name directly from now on Bar."

"This......"

"Why, my name is ugly, or is it hard to pronounce?"

"No." Xuan Bin smiled awkwardly, a thick layer of sweat was already forming on his forehead, and finally, as if risking his life, he said softly: "Your name is very nice, Miss Song Huiqiao."