gentle fall

Before the phone was hung up, Wen Huaiyu had already walked in front of the black car, and Ji Yirou just got out of the car: "Why is it so long?"

"I asked a few more questions and was delayed for a while. Get in the car, do you want to go out for a walk?"

Ji Yirou stood still and frowned slightly: "Aren't you going to see the driver?"

"It is said that the injury was serious, and the police are still investigating, so we are not allowed to see it."

"Then this incident has been classified as an accident?"

"Basically yes."

Wen Huaiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and took her hand: "Get in the car. We'll talk on the way."

She seemed to be very worried, but she didn't want to say it. She sat in the back seat and looked out of the window, looking thoughtful all the time.

Ji Yirou paid close attention to her, and smoothed the thin creases between her brows with her fingertips: "Don't worry too much."

"You can't go out alone in the future."

"Lin Ling is with me."

"Not enough. Be sure to bring bodyguards."

"it is good."

Ji Yirou agreed to her, but she didn't see her brows stretching, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and after arriving at the hotel, she pulled her into the room, closed the door, and said in a serious tone: "Wen Huaiyu, what are you thinking? Tell me."

Wen Huaiyu sat on the bed and looked up at her. The long, snow-white swan neck was bent into a fragile arc. The always strong and bright person now had tears in his eyes: "I'm afraid."

She didn't know that she could be so fragile, just because of a dream, because of her phone, because the phone caught fire... She didn't even bother to put on her coat, and ran out in a panic.

Ji Yirou's heart softened all of a sudden, and she lightly tapped the corner of her eyes with her fingertips, her voice was extremely gentle: "Don't be afraid. I'm fine."

Wen Huaiyu bit his lip, shook his head, and lowered his head, looking a little dazed and at a loss.

Seeing her like this, Ji Yirou felt a little distressed, hugged her into her arms, and coaxed her to sleep: "You woke up too early in the morning. Now sleep for a while, I'll be here with you."

"always there?"

"Well," Ji Yirou leaned down and kissed her lips. It was just a light peck, soft and warm. This is not the first time they have kissed, but every time they meet each other, they are reluctant to let go hand……

Until the end, Ji Yirou forced herself to stand up, her voice fluctuated slightly, and she exhausted all her self-control: "No. Go to sleep."

Wen Huaiyu was a little hypoxic from being kissed by her, and his heart was in a state of panic, but she let him go suddenly, his eyes were full of light: "You..."

This person let go of her in the middle of seductiveness, how could it be like this? Could it be... I have no attraction to her at all... Every time I can't control myself, anxious and restless, but she...

Ji Yirou read thousands of meanings from her eyes, couldn't help smiling, and patted the broken hair on her forehead: "What are you thinking about. Don't think about it. Go to sleep."

She held the corner of the quilt for Wen Huaiyu, met her angry eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, and pressed her sleeves under her hands: "I won't leave."

"Then I'm asleep."

"Go to sleep. After we sleep well, let's go out for a walk."

Wen Huaiyu closed his eyes, slowly curled the corners of his lips, and said "Hello" softly, with a very sweet smile, and fell asleep within a few seconds.

Ji Yirou also sat down by the bed, took the arrangement of the fifth episode, flipped through it lightly, and looked at the sleeping person beside her from time to time.

It turned out that she was so obedient when she fell asleep, her eyelashes were long and trembling slightly, her cheeks were pink and lovely, and the corners of her lips were always so soft, she wanted people to know what dream she was having.

Ji Yirou couldn't help but moved her hand slightly, but when she moved, the sleeping person frowned slightly, as if very displeased.

She looked down, and at some point, Wen Huaiyu quietly grabbed the corner of her sleeve, and carefully held it in her white palm, holding it very tightly.

At that moment, the corners of her eyes suddenly felt sore.

When I saw her when I was young, I seemed to have left a shadow of this person in my heart. I didn't know what liking was at that time, but more than ten years have passed, and I can't forget or let go.

This person is all the sentimentality and throbbing, sadness and joy of her adolescence, but these are the little secrets buried in her heart that cannot be told to others.

She sneaked around outside her noble school alone, her cheeks were hot from the sun on the wall, and finally waited for that person to come out, still so proud, no matter where she went, there would be a group of people by her side.

She also secretly went outside her house many times, but she never saw her. In summer, cicadas chirp endlessly, which is the hottest time at noon. Except for cicadas, the world is clean, and she is the only one aimless. Wandering around, turning around and around, when I came to an intersection, I would think, did the young Mu Ai walk through this intersection every time, and stepped on the sun under the tree to see through the green leaves? What about the falling shadows.

The answer is unknown.

Until one time, when she was stepping on the grid under the tree, it suddenly rained, she ran out from under the tree in a panic, and almost brushed against the tires of a luxury car, she was blown to the ground, the driver came down nervously to see, Ask her if she is injured and take her to the hospital.

She said it didn't matter, her palms and calves were scratched, she took a breath in pain, but shook her head stubbornly.

The driver was still insisting, but the girl saw the person sitting in the back row of the car with a single glance. He was bright and reckless, his proud jaw was tense. He probably waited too long and was very impatient. He looked at her for several times. Eye.She looked at her eagerly, hoping that this person would remember her, get out of the car, hold her hand, and call her a fool again.

But that person just sat in the car and glanced over indifferently, as if he had no patience at all.

She didn't recognize her... Maybe she did, but she didn't want to get out of the car, and didn't want to wet her clothes, so she watched with cold eyes.

This answer made her heart blocked, and she was also wet by the rain, soaked, and couldn't breathe.

The girl froze in place, lowered her head, looked at her white school uniform which was wet by the dirty water on the ground, big tears suddenly fell out, she stood up, pushed the driver away, and ran away like the wind.

So be it.

Don't think about seeing her again.

She told herself so, so she didn't want to think about her anymore, and she didn't want to see her, just... just secretly, and just keep this liking in her heart.

Just like the verse she copied down: You have yours, I have mine, direction.

She has liked it for so long, so long that she thought she was going to forget it, that she didn't like it anymore, but this person suddenly appeared... It was like a catastrophe for her.At the beginning, she tried her best to be patient, she didn't dare to go beyond half a point, and she never dared to reveal her thoughts, but this man... still looked careless, he just liked to tease her, and disappeared without a trace after a night of indulgence.

Even though she had tried so many times to confirm Wen Huaiyu's existence, to confirm that she only belonged to her, even if this person was right in front of her right now, holding her sleeve and not letting her go, she still felt that it was not enough.

Obviously sometimes she thinks this is good, but she still feels empty in her heart, like a huge shadow eroding all her sense of security, she still feels that it is not enough, and wants to have more, but she doesn't know what to do.

Ji Yirou breathed a sigh of relief, approached her, and placed a light kiss on the forehead of the sleeping person, suppressing thousands of thoughts.

After watching the arrangement of the fifth episode, she frowned slightly. The filming of the last episode was finished, and now it's just the next episode, which ends without a problem. It always makes people feel uncomfortable. Besides, she really likes this project.

Except for Yang Jingxi, the other guests who participated in the show were very nice and friendly. Ji Yirou didn't get along with her classmates when she was in school, but she got along with these young artists, and she was more cheerful than before.

It's just... so many things happened in this show, first a guest and two staff members were injured, and then Yang Jingxi died in a car accident... Now that people are panicking, there is no reason to continue filming.

Ji Yirou took a deep breath of relief, and told herself that it was fine, she would end the filming of this show first, so that Wen Huaiyu would not come to see her so tired all the time.

……

Wen Huaiyu didn't wake up until 2:[-] noon. When he woke up, he was so hungry that he rubbed his belly: "I'm hungry. I'm going out to eat."

"I heard that the hot pot here is good, do you want to eat it?"

Wen Huaiyu's eyes were clearly moved, but she bit her lip, and what she said was: "Forget it. Don't eat such spicy food. You like Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, let's find a restaurant."

Ji Yirou tied her hair: "Let's eat hot pot. It's cold, so I want to eat it too. Choose a four-square grid."

Wen Huaiyu cheered, jumped off the bed, found the shoe bed, and couldn't wait: "Okay, okay, let's go out."

Her emotions have always been pure, and when she is happy, she is like the sun warming the sun, and it also warms people's hearts when it shines.

Ji Yirou wrapped a thick cashmere scarf around her: "It's cold outside, wear more."

"What. You don't wear much yourself... I know, you are just jealous that I am too good-looking and attractive, and want to hide me."

Ji Yirou smiled but said nothing, wrapped the scarf around her, held her hand, the two of them had just opened the door and went out, when they saw the director waiting outside, holding the document in one hand, walking back and forth, sighing while walking.

"Guo Director?"

Wen Huaiyu called him first: "What's the matter?"

When the director saw the patron's father, he couldn't help being a little nervous: "Mr. Wen... are you going out? I, I have something to do."

He glanced at Wen Huaiyu, then looked away, and handed the new arrangement document to Ji Yirou: "The next episode of the fifth issue is still filming. Take some time to look at the arrangement first. Ask me if you have any questions."

Ji Yirou was taken aback: "Are you still filming?"

The director quietly glanced at Wen Huaiyu again: "Yes."

"But now there is one guest missing."

"It's okay. I've already invited a special guest. She's very good-looking, and she's also...ahem, very good."

While the director said something against his will, he thought about the threats that Mr. Wen made at that time, with such a bright smile, but his words were cold: "Help me from my wife, don't let me tell you anything, or you will invest a penny nothing."

The director was stunned at the time: "But we don't have the tradition of inviting mysterious guests."

"No? You don't want money anymore?"

"Yes, please!"

The fun among young people is really hard to understand.

The director sighed silently in his heart, and then smiled at Wen Huaiyu: "Boss Wen, please do your work first. I have to leave beforehand."

Wen Huaiyu hummed lightly, and pulled Ji Yirou out: "Hurry up. I'm hungry."

Ji Yirou walked very slowly, almost being dragged away by her: "Why did you continue to shoot... Do you know who the guest is?"

"I don't know. I don't want to know. Let's go."

Ji Yirou thought and thought, Xiuzhi frowned slightly: "You really don't know?"

"Hmm. I don't know. Just go and shoot."

Wen Huaiyu pulled her and walked quickly. When she reached the elevator door, she met a few people. It was the male assistant she met when she sneaked upstairs that night. The man standing next to him was wearing sunglasses, tall and handsome.

When the boy saw Ji Yirou, he greeted him warmly: "Sister Ji."

Ji Yirou smiled back: "Go out for a walk?"

"Yes, it's boring."

Ji Yirou nodded slightly, turned to the person beside him, and said hello: "Mr. Zhou is good."

The man took off his sunglasses, revealing a handsome face that was sculpted and said: "Hello."

It was this person.

Wen Huaiyu watched from the side, his eyes were cold, others couldn't see it, but she could see the meaning of the light in his eyes when this person looked at Ji Yirou.

The tall man cast an inquiring gaze, but Wen Huaiyu ignored it, grabbed Ji Yirou's waist with his backhand, brought her into his arms, and then looked at him without any hesitation, his eyes were deep and unequivocal. Covered possessiveness.

She wants to participate in this variety show not only to pamper her wife and let the little bird step on her shoulders to run wild; it is also a kind of confirmation and conviction, and these people should know it.

Ji Yirou can only be hers, it was originally hers, and this life is hers alone.