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"Come on, take out this Hangjiao egg..."

Lin Peixia neatly put the dishes on the plate, the spicy pepper mixed with the tangy egg fragrance, the simple home-cooked dishes smell very appetizing.

Song Jianzhi liked to eat this before, and now that he can eat it again, he feels very satisfied.

"Eh, good."

She brought it to the dining table and secretly took pictures of the dishes on the table with her mobile phone.

Even if I can't eat it in the future, at least I can remember the appearance.

When it was time to put away the phone, she inevitably thought of Ming Xu.

For the past few days, Song Jianzhi's mobile phone was placed on the pillow, and he would wake up several times at night, and press the screen of the mobile phone to see if there was any news from Mingxu.

Last night, Ming Xu asked her if she would go to the finale banquet...

Immediately, Song Jianzhi, who had fallen asleep in a daze, was frightened to wake up a lot.

She sat up from the bed, thought for a while with a bitter face, and spoke seriously:

"I won't go to the finale banquet qaq is too busy with work recently, but I asked my assistant to prepare gifts for everyone in the crew, and a surprise for you, okay?"

"We can meet each other every day after the reality show!"

Song Jianzhi crazily emphasized that after returning home, he would meet every day to live a better life, and he had a strong desire to survive.

But when Ming Xu saw the news in the morning, he felt that Song Jianzhi had grown up and learned to use work as an excuse.

surprise?

The surprise is that she won't come to the finale banquet?

Ming Xu almost laughed out of anger.

She held back this emotion, but she could no longer suppress the uneasiness spreading from the bottom of her heart.

Song Jianzhi, what happened.

What happened to them.

She couldn't figure it out.

While eating, the doorbell rang.

No one came to the door before, Song Jianzhi realized something almost immediately, she tightened her hand holding the chopsticks, and looked towards the door.

"I'll go and open the door." Lin Peixia put down the bowl and chopsticks and said.

Song Jianzhi was closer to the door, but just as she was about to speak, she remembered that she was just a guest.

She silently put down her chopsticks and stood up.

"Why are you back today? Didn't you say there are still a few days left? Have you eaten yet?"

"No, it ended a few days earlier, they said to celebrate, I just want to go home quickly..."

Accompanied by the sound of suitcases being moved into the room, a steady male voice laughed, "You did a good job this time. The boss wants to raise a bonus. Your brother's debt should be able to—"

"I just came back, why are you talking about this?" Lin Peixia interrupted her husband, and she gave him a wink.

"You wash your hands first. The neighbors come to our house for dinner, and we just know each other."

"Oh, oh, yes, I'm hungry too." There were outsiders around, Father Song laughed and said, "Then I have to say hello first."

With that said, Father Song walked around to the restaurant.

Song Jianzhi stood there nervously, listening carefully to his parents' conversation, the footsteps approached, and his father appeared in front of him.

The body is dusty after hard work, the shoulders are broad, the face is calm, and there are thin lines on the forehead when he smiles.

It is this broad back that has supported him for the first half of his life.

"So it's a little girl's house, how are you?" Father Song smiled gently, "Your aunt is lonely at home, thank you for accompanying her for dinner."

Song Jianzhi rubbed the corner of his clothes, and said, "No, I'm the one who's in trouble... I'm in trouble, auntie, hello uncle."

"Why are you standing there, Lao Song, wash your hands quickly, I'll serve you a meal."

"Fortunately, the two of us made more egg fried rice for dinner, otherwise you wouldn't have your share."

"Then I came back just in time, haha." Father Song smiled heartily.

"Still laughing, and didn't tell me in advance." Lin Peixia said angrily, and handed over the rice.

Father Song took a bite of food first, then took the meal and said, "A surprise for you, aren't you happy?"

"Fuck you." Lin Peixia said so, but her eyes were full of smiles.

The husband and wife haven't seen each other for a long time, and they casually say a few words, which are intimacy that other people can't get in their mouths.

Song Jianzhi didn't want to intervene, she watched this familiar yet unfamiliar scene from the side, and the sourness of not being able to recognize her parents was gradually replaced by another emotion.

That's good, since I can't stay, why bother to reveal my true identity and let them have fun for nothing.

——Speaking of this, Song Jianzhi tried his best to comfort himself, but how can the mixed feelings be cleared up in a short time, but knowing that it is useless to think too much, the best way is to put aside these things and cherish these few days get along with.

She took a deep breath, and put the candies named joy, sadness, melancholy, relief, etc. into glass bottles properly, and temporarily sealed them.

"Little girl, eat more."

"Ouch, once Lao Song comes back, there's not enough food to eat—I'll fry another one."

Song Jianzhi smiled, his eyes full of stars: "No need, Auntie, I'm already full."

Fearing that his mother would not believe it, Song Jianzhi added, "It's so delicious. I was talking about losing weight, but now I'm full."

Father Song said: "The little girl is healthy and healthy, why lose weight?"

Lin Peixia glared at him, and said, "It's normal for a girl to love beauty." Then she turned to Song Jianzhi and said, "You can't lose weight without eating. I will eat here from now on. I will make whole grains for you, so you won't be afraid of getting fat."

Song Jianzhi smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay."

……

After finishing the meal, Song Jianzhi helped to clean the dishes, and there was no reason to stay, so she returned to her room.

Xu Shi's father came back, and the scene of a small family gathering had too much impact on her. Song Jianzhi sat on the sofa with her knees hugged for half an hour, and then suddenly realized that the room was too quiet.

Compared with the chatter and jokes when we had dinner together before, it was too quiet.

She wanted to talk to Ming Xu.

Although it will take a long time for the message to be delivered, and although I cannot receive her reply immediately, at this moment, I miss her very much.

Song Jianzhi rested his chin on his knees, tilted his head and thought about it, and said to Ming Xu:

"I miss you."

After Song Jianzhi left, Song's father took a shower to get tired, and when he came out, there were washed purple grapes on the table, and the TV was on, playing reruns of early TV dramas.

He squeezed a bite to eat, the dishes cooked by his wife, and the ordinary and warm life after the meal made him feel the reality of returning home at this time.

At this moment, there were only two people. Song's father first told Lin Peixia about the approximate income this time, and the matter of repaying relatives' money. When it came to this, the topic seemed to come to an end. The two watched TV, ate the fruit after dinner, and fell silent. spread in silence.

In the end, it was Lin Peixia who broke the silence: "During the Ghost Festival two days ago, I didn't sleep all night."

She leaned her elbows on the armrest of the sofa and supported her forehead, and said in a soft voice, as if it would be blown away by the wind:

"This kid didn't come back to see me."

Father Song sighed and said, "It's just the ghost festival, how can I really come back, then it will become a ghost story."

"Even if it's a ghost, it's still my child." Lin Peixia murmured, then shook her head and laughed at herself, laughing uglier than crying, "What have I been thinking about all day..."

"Zhizhi has already left." Lin Peixia couldn't hold back her tears anymore, she curled up inward, her shoulders shook violently, her grief was suppressed to the extreme, and it turned into short and dull sobs.

Father Song leaned over silently and hugged her into his arms.Lin Peixia's hot tears dripped on his shoulders, and he couldn't help hugging his wife even tighter:

"It's not sad, it's not sad, ah." Father Song's voice trembled, and he blinked twice. Many words have been said many times. The pain that white-haired people give to black-haired people has long since turned into scars. , a thin layer of scab, covering the bloody wound underneath.

It tears from time to time, revealing bright red bloodshots.

Father Song was not sad, but there was always someone in the family who gritted his teeth and looked forward, he sighed: "Zhi Zhi hopes we will be well."

In the end, he could only use pale words to comfort his wife with what his daughter had said.

"She has suffered so much in this world, and she will definitely live happily in her next life."

Father Song patted his wife on the back, and looked out of the window. There was no cloud in the sky outside the window, and the sky was pale.

He slowly said: "When we pay off the debt, we will do charity, accumulate blessings for her, and ensure that her next life will be smooth..."

The wrap-up banquet started, but Song Jianzhi didn't come.

Instead, it was her assistant who brought gifts to the entire crew, regardless of their position, there was a share, and the expenses of the finale banquet were also allocated to Song Jianzhi's account. For a while, everyone except Ming Xu was beaming with joy. .

The assistant knew very well that her boss did everything to save Ming Xu's face, including the presents these days, which were all arranged by her.

From her point of view, the relationship between Song Jianzhi and Ming Xu is not what was said on the Internet at all. Fortunately, she believed it before, but now it seems that it is obvious that Director Song couldn't ask for it.

Look, the director has taken care of the whole production team in order to make people smile, and the owner didn't even show a smile.

While worrying about whether the director would blame him for being unfavorable, the assistant couldn't help showing respect for Ming Xu: She's a woman who the director can't get.

Only such a woman can capture the heart of Miss Song Jiasan.

The assistant wentssip wildly in his heart, and on the surface, he sent a bouquet of flowers to Ming Xu, and said with a smile:

"Congratulations to Mr. Ming for finishing the filming. Our director can't leave, so I specially asked me to congratulate you."

Of course, more expensive gifts are not suitable to be given here, they have already been sent to Ming Xu's room in advance.

Reaching out without hitting the smiling face, Ming Xu's expression was calm, and she reached out to take it. She glanced at the bouquet of universal roses, and said abruptly, "Your director ordered it to be delivered?"

The assistant confirmed: "Of course, everything tonight is explained by the director, to celebrate your completion."

"The gifts are also chosen by the director, with special care."

The assistant was conscientious and hinted frantically, and he almost shouted out the words "You have nothing to do with the director, it's all because the director is spending money".

In order to show the director's care, he also cleverly added the buff of "purchase in person".

Ming Xu smiled.

The smiling Ming Xu is very beautiful, but the assistant always feels... a bit cold.

Maybe this is the cold beauty?

"The gift from before?" Ming Xu fiddled with the flowers carelessly, crushing a baby's breath, and now the baby's breath really turned into broken stars at her fingertips.

"Choose the same?"

The assistant seemed to feel that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, she seemed to have said nothing wrong. She slightly accepted it, and said, "Yeah, the director is the one who cares most about you."

Ming Xu raised his head, his eyes were cold, and he said, "Isn't she very busy? She still has time to do these things."

The assistant reflexively said: "Actually, the director is not very busy..." She went to work on time and left work on time. She recalled that the recent director's actions were very regular, even more regular than the occasional social gatherings in the past, just like commuting to and from school on time.

Speaking of this, she was finally sobered by the eyes of the cold beauty in front of her, and suddenly stopped talking.

——Oh, wait, did the director overturn?

Looking at the face of the cold beauty in front of him getting colder and colder, the assistant's inner guess grew like a vine——

Isn't the director a bronze who spends money for love?

In fact, a king who wants to play hard to get?

Or a high-end scumbag who only spends money and doesn't care? ?

—Fuck!

The assistant was stunned, the smile froze on her face and she finally took it back. Now she just wants to open Zhihu and send:

"When the boss's high-end bureau was chasing young lady, the car overturned at my place, what should I do? Can I still keep my job?"

The wrap-up banquet was lively and lively. After the toast, everyone relaxed a lot. Ming Xu was eating, and there was a vibrating sound from his handbag.

She looked at it coldly, but didn't take it.

Three to five minutes later, after drinking Peng Zhoujing's wine, she glanced at the handbag from the corner of her eye before sitting down, and finally opened it.

It was indeed Song Jianzhi's reply.

Ming Xu has already discovered that this woman even disappears very regularly, once she disappears every day.

"I miss you."

Ming Xu's eyes fluctuated, but he calmed down immediately, without any disturbance.

Is this the assistant who said something wrong and informed the superior, Song Jianzhi, of emergency public relations?

Ming Xu thought for a moment, and moved his fingers.

"I miss you too. Tomorrow there will be an announcement from S city, let's meet?"

It took only a short while for someone to mourn, and when the news slowly crawled back to the world in the book and then transmitted to Song Jianzhi, her emotions had long since passed.

When she woke up in the middle of the night to read the news, all that was left was excitement and nervousness.

Song Jianzhi: ...

I am too hard, too hard.

"Your schedule is tight, don't squeeze yourself like this. And I've been with my sister recently, she doesn't like to see me distracted qaq"

"We'll meet again in three days, Shun Mao, be good."

When Ming Xu got up and saw Song Jianzhi's reply, he was not surprised at all.

She wiped the second sentence with her fingers, and stopped at Shun Mao.

I really want to grab Song Jianzhi by the nape of the neck, turn her over, with her legs upside down, and see what is hidden under the cat's belly.

The author has something to say: talk about something that surprised the author today.

Recently, the issue of crossing two worlds and the time difference of information transmission has been involved. The time of the article is very certain, including the specific date when you read the last chapter and you can also see the information.

The author remembered that the Ghost Festival is coming recently, and the time in the article is actually about the same as the real world, it is August, so the author checked the date of the Ghost Festival on Baidu to see if it can be used as a material.

Then the author found out in horror that the Ghost Festival was on the 15th of this month, the day when Song Jianzhi landed in the original world after two days.

Thank you, little angels, ua, one by one