Little Prince [Entertainment]

Speaking of this, he remembered Xian Ziyu's incongruous appearance and age, and asked him curiously, "Did you ever fall in love when you were in school?"

Xian Ziyu blushed slightly, and shook her head slightly after searching in memory.

Should be no.

"real or fake?"

Hearing the words, the two girls looked at each other tacitly.

Their first impression of Xian Ziyu was "a young man who grew up held in the palm of his hand", so they naturally thought that he must also be the kind who was chased after by girls when he was in school.

Everyone knew nothing about his poor life before.

"Actually, it's nothing if you haven't talked about a girlfriend."

They said meaningfully, "But we guess your 'mother' must be a lot."

Han Sibo understood in seconds: "Hahaha, I think so too!"

Xian Ziyu was so teased that she couldn't lift her head, so she had to work to divert her attention, picking strawberries quickly.

It was raining lightly when we got home.The place where strawberries were picked was not far from the courtyard. At the beginning, everyone took it easy and walked while chatting.

The rain suddenly increased halfway, and I couldn't find a place to hide on the side of the road, so I started to worry.

"Count three two one and run together?"

Han Sibo took the small basket of strawberries from the two girls and poured them into his basket. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Xian Ziyu take off his coat and hand it out.

"When the clothes are wet, they will be photographed," he explained.

It's almost summer, the temperature during the day is not low, and everyone is wearing thin clothes.The two young ladies only wore a long-sleeved T-shirt, and Han Sibo even wore only a short-sleeved one.

It’s okay for them to get a little rain, but the girls’ clothes will stick to their bodies when they get wet, and the cameraman next to him is still carrying the camera conscientiously, so it’s really inconvenient to be photographed.

He is a considerate little boy.

The two young ladies thanked each other, took their coats and covered their heads together, and ran forward first.

Han Sibo showed a gratified expression like an old father, followed behind with Xian Ziyu, and the four rushed home.

Run through the muddy path together.Stepping on water splashes, laughing all the way.

"Look at you."

In the small courtyard, the elderly duo is standing on a high place to enjoy the rain.Looking down, four people are chasing each other and approaching quickly on the winding path, and laughter can be heard from a long distance away.

"These kids are really interesting, and they are still having fun in such a heavy rain."

"Young man, how nice. It's like making a youth movie."

Wen Yao glanced at his old friend, and mercilessly dragged him into the water with him, "You see, if it were us two old people, we wouldn't be bald. What a sight."

Zou Yuanyuan: "It's really inappropriate for the elderly to go out to work in agriculture and be silenced by God."

The two laughed.

Who hasn't been young yet.

When we came back in the evening, we lined up to wash and change into dry clothes. After dinner, we played games and recorded programs together in the living room.

Xian Ziyu's physical fitness is not very good, and she has a low-grade fever after being exposed to the rain for a while. After playing downstairs for a while, she went upstairs to rest first.

There is a large temperature difference between day and night in the mountains, and it is much colder at night.He didn't fall asleep even after taking the antipyretics, so he leaned against the bed with his coat on and read a book.

In fact, my head is in a daze, and I can't even look in.But just don't want to sleep.

Maybe it was because the short dream in the car was too hard to let go.That kind of pain is only for a moment, but it can always linger in my heart like a shadow, very real and very deep.

He always felt that as soon as he fell asleep, he would have such painful dreams again, and he was a little afraid to sleep.During the two days I came here, I lay open in bed every night, and fell asleep when I couldn't bear it anymore.

After struggling to flip through a few pages of the book, Xian Ziyu took out his phone and checked Weibo for a while, then opened WeChat to check the news.

He has never sent Lian Di a WeChat message.After the last meeting, Lian Di successively asked him several times if his work was going well.

He went back one by one.But thinking about it, Lian Di should be very busy at work, so most of the replies are short, and I haven't chatted much.

Lian Di was probably working overtime at this time, and it might be disturbing to chat with him.Xian Ziyu hesitated for a while, but in the end she still didn't send him a WeChat message.

Downstairs everyone chatted and played games together, and laughter came from time to time.He stayed a little lonely by himself, and flipped through a few more pages of the book. He still felt a little cold, and planned to lie down under the blanket.

The bedroom door was suddenly knocked twice.Xian Ziyu was startled, "...please come in?"

"Haven't you slept yet?"

The two young ladies put on facial masks and brought a cup of warmed milk, "We're done recording and calling it a day. Are you feeling better?"

"Much better." He took the milk unexpectedly.Holding it in both hands, the palms were quickly warmed up.

"Thank you sister."

"Go to sleep after drinking it, and play together tomorrow."

"okay."

"Good night, little boy~"

"……Good night."

Xian Ziyu watched them leave, then looked down at the milk in his hand.I don't know what to think.

The half-open door was pushed open a second time.Wen Yao came in to get a change of pajamas, saw him staring at the milk in a daze, and sighed inwardly.

Although we have only met for a few days, Wen Yao sees that he always has a feeling that he is facing his own child.

He is not deeply involved in the world, but he has a natural awe of the world.It's a good thing, but if there are more than expected, it will make people too cautious and unable to let go.

Although it can be seen that he is working hard to learn to get along with people actively.But I can also feel that from the bottom of his heart, he is not very willing to communicate with others.

"Don't be afraid of life, and don't stretch yourself too tight."

Wen Yao said, "Our program is to come as you feel comfortable."

Xian Ziyu came back to realize that he was talking to herself, and nodded in a daze, "...OK."

Wen Yao said "hmm", and said another sentence before leaving the door.

"Don't worry. Although this world is not perfect, you can always meet a few good people."

It sounded like a sentence with unclear meaning, but Xian Ziyu suddenly had the urge to cry.

He wanted to have fun before he came.After arriving at such an interesting place, I found that I couldn't get along with them in a relaxed and calm way.

It's not that you don't want to treat people sincerely.But the defensiveness that comes from nowhere is always like a barrier, warning him like a hint, stay away from others.You are different from other people.

Faced with kindness, his first reaction turned out to be panic.

"Thank you, Teacher Wen."

He sniffed and said, "You're all very nice."

"Drink the milk quickly, pack up and go to sleep."

Wen Yao said, "Go to bed early, maybe you can grow taller."

Xian Ziyu laughed, "I know."

Han Sibo came in the third wave.

When he came, he had already washed and tidied up, got into bed and got into the quilt next to him, and followed Xian Ziyu's half-lying position against the wall.Seeing him holding the milk thoughtfully, he joked, "Why don't you drink it? Pretty sister gave it to you, are you reluctant to drink it?"

"It's a bit reluctant."

Xian Ziyu muttered something in a low voice, regardless of whether he heard it clearly or not, he finally started to drink the milk.

He took a small sip from the cup.The milk was scalding hot when it was just warmed up, and now it was just the right temperature for drinking.The temperature was low at night, and white hot steam could be seen rising from the cup, and small droplets of water condensed on his fine and curled long eyelashes.The whole is dyed wet, and when the eyes are lowered, they tremble inadvertently, with a fragile and delicate beauty.

Coupled with the slightly flushed cheeks due to low-grade fever, this fucking is too...

Han Sibo was close, watching his movements as if he was watching a close-up, swallowed unconsciously.

There was a thud, the movement was a bit loud, he came back to his senses, he didn't know how to let go of his embarrassing hands and feet.

Xian Ziyu also heard it, looked up at him in a daze, then looked at the milk in his hand, finally made up his mind and stretched it towards him, "Do you want to drink?"

"No no no, no need."

Han Sibo waved his hands again and again, and just about to say something, he quickly raised the cup and drank the remaining milk in one gulp.

...I'm afraid that he will go back on his word and steal from him.

"I'm done drinking, I'm going to wash the glasses."

Xian Ziyu lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Brother Xiao Bo go to bed early."

"Oh."

Han Sibo looked at his back as he left, and felt that his mood looked happier than before.Thinking about it again, it's inexplicably cute.

Just a glass of milk?

It's too easy to coax.

**

When sending off her sisters the next day, Xian Ziyu was no longer as restrained as when they first met yesterday.The goodbye was spoken smoothly, and even exchanged WeChat very harmoniously.

In the days that followed, he gradually became more and more accustomed to the pace of life here.

I have been living between the crew for too long, and I always have to face various situations alone, always with one heart.It is an unexpected enjoyment to really relax here.

When I have work, I work hard, and when I am resting, I just sit there and bask in the sun with my little yellow dog in my arms, and I don’t have to deliberately show anything in front of the camera.

Very real, very comfortable.

When there is no work to do, Xian Ziyu likes to hold the little yellow dog and sit on the ridge of the field in a daze.

Spring is almost over, and the weather is getting hotter.There is a taste of early summer in the wind that flaps the corners of the clothes.Close your eyes and let go, your mind seems to be able to drift far away.

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye, and the recording of the program was coming to an end, but he was a little bit reluctant that such days were over.

In the afternoon, hiding from the camera, he secretly chatted with Lian Di in the corner for a while, and was told, "I have a surprise for you tomorrow."

"What kind of surprise?"

Xian Ziyu asked a few more questions, but he didn't reveal a single word.

"Tomorrow you'll find out."

The suspense, which is not big or small, makes people itch.Xian Ziyu thought about it for a long time, and thought it might be a gift, so she ran to ask Wen Yao, "Mr. Wen, do we have a delivery place here?"

"Yes, but I have to go to the village." Wen Yao said, "What, did you buy something? This show is not allowed."

"No, I'll just ask."

Xian Ziyu said with a smile, "Take care of the lives of the folks."

After getting along for a long time, he will gradually make some jokes.Seeing that his child was getting more and more cheerful, Wen Yao felt relieved and didn't ask him any more questions.

The next morning, the phone rang in the living room as usual.

Han Sibo discussed with him, "Can you answer the call from today's guest?"

"it is good."

Xian Ziyu agreed naturally, walked over and picked up the receiver, "Hello...how are you?"

"Hello."

Xian Ziyu: "?!"

As a little cabbage with no parents, no love and no friends, the number of calls he answered was really very few.Almost as soon as the voice sounded, he recognized the familiar tone, and there was an unbelievable surprise in his tone, "You...?!"

"it's me."

The background was a bit noisy, but Lian Di's voice contained a clear smile, "I should have called you after getting off the plane. I'm afraid you are in a hurry."

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry."

Xian Ziyu held the receiver of the old-fashioned telephone with both hands, and her little milk voice almost burst out of excitement.

"Are you today's guest? Why don't I know. Where are you now? When will you take off? Well, what do you want to eat? Teacher Wen can do everything..."

As he spoke, he sat down cross-legged at the low table, as if he was chatting with others.Han Sibo watched in amazement, and asked after he hung up the phone, "Who is it? Your friend is coming?"

Xian Ziyu nodded proudly, "My friend."

As a member of the second generation of stars, Lian Di has a lot of national attention.I didn't expect to invite him to the show.But since the other party took the initiative to throw an olive branch, there is no reason not to accept it.

It's just that the olive branch didn't come smoothly. The flight was delayed for several hours and was finally canceled. It would arrive the next day at the earliest.

Xian Ziyu looked forward to it all afternoon, and when she finally got the news, her happy mood sank visibly, and she was a little gloomy all night.I couldn't sleep even when I was sleeping, and I was wrapped in the quilt, blinking and flirting with the roof.

Seeing his depressed face, Han Sibo consciously picked up the responsibility of his confidant brother: "You have a good relationship with Lian Di?"

Xian Ziyu nodded violently.Thinking about it again, everyone's friends come here often, and they are not as excited as I am.So he changed his tone in a low-key way, "It's okay."

"That's kind of amazing. I haven't met him, but I've heard he's very nice to friends."

Han Sibo said, "He is working in his own company now? Probably he will inherit it in the future."

"Well. It's very hard, and I work overtime every day."

As Xian Ziyu said, he couldn't help frowning, "It's really pitiful for those who have a family business to inherit." Don't you work every day and don't sleep?

"..."

Pitiful?

"I guess you're the only one who thinks that way."

Han Sibo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "The ones like us who have no family property to inherit should go to bed first?"

"Don't frown, like a child. I'm wronged."

He said, "Sleep, I'm sure I'll be there at noon tomorrow."

The author has something to say: Lian Di: Then, can I have a name today?

Author: Yes, see you in the dream (arrange the little boy to get under the bed

Lian Di: ... (Alone in the waiting room, thinking about his wife