Song Kite sits on the white fur carpet on the living room patio and taps on the keyboard, and the display screen shows the various likes and comments that the documentary has received in recent times.

Song Yuan was actually very white, and her complexion was the same as that of the expensive blanket, Jian Feng came over with a cup of hot cocoa and stared at her white fingers for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Song Yuan noticed his gaze.

"Look you're busy. He shoved Hot Coco in front of her.

"Thank you. Song Yuan took a sip of the cup and looked up a little surprised, "Don't you need to control the calories in your diet?"

"Today is your first day at work, make an exception. Jian Feng said.

"Oh......" Song Yuan took a sip of his hot cocoa, Jian Feng is a person who is very good at making drinks, he never seems to drink plain water, he likes to make coffee, make juice, and make nutritional powder......

Unlike other people who like to keep a wine cabinet at home, there is a large area in the kitchen that houses a simple drink debugging area, where various styles of grinding machines, baking machines, and countless ceramic cups and glasses are placed. Jianfeng's cocoa powder and coffee powder are all fried and ground by yourself after buying fresh beans......

Song Yuan thought about these things and looked back to find Jian Feng looking at her computer.

"Do you want to see it?" Song Yuan thought he wanted to watch a documentary, turned the display screen, and said to Jian Feng with a smile, "The evaluation I received is very good, if I buy another layout, maybe I can become an Internet celebrity director." ”

"Then buy a layout. Jian Feng let out a long sigh of relief and turned his gaze from her computer to her face, "Buy one?"

"Huh?" Song Yuan was stunned.

"Shall I buy one for you?" Jian Feng asked.

"No, no, no......"

Jian Feng's gaze drooped, and Song Yuan realized that Jian Feng had been looking at the external keyboard in front of her laptop......

"Do you like it?" Song Yuan was a little curious, the pure white electrostatic capacitive keyboard felt very good, she thought that Jian Feng often wrote papers, maybe she needed to change the keyboard.

"I remember you didn't buy a keyboard lately. Jian Feng said.

"Well, this was given by someone else. Song Kite confessed.

"Gu Mingxi?"

"Hmm. Song Yuan nodded, "I said that I would pay back the snack money." ”

Jian Feng sneered in his heart, the sum of those snacks was only a few hundred yuan, and the money he gave away was very generous......

Song Yuan looked at Jian Feng curiously, "What's wrong?"

"Not really. ”

Song Yuan always felt that Jian Feng's mood was not pleasant, and he didn't know if it was because he accepted Gu Mingxi's gift but was not ready to accept him...... Jian Feng shouldn't be so stingy, right?

As it turned out, he would.

After dinner, Jian Feng took Song Yuan to the third floor to write a thesis.

"I can't help with this, can I?" Song Yuan looked at the pile of data with a little headache.

"Read it to me. Jian Feng said.

"What should I do if I read it wrong?" asked Song Yuan.

"I can hear it. Jian Feng sat down at his desk for a long time, "Let's start." ”

Song Yuan thought to herself that you are so powerful, calling me to accompany you to write a paper is simply dragging you back, what are you trying to do?

The paper information is quite boring, interspersed with a large number of data and research reports, Song Yuan felt that she had read several words wrong, but Jian Feng did not correct her, just glanced at her, indicating that he knew her mistake.

After about two hours, Song Yuan read more and more slowly, and finally fell asleep on the soft sofa.

Jian Feng didn't realize that the person reading the article had no sound until Song Yuan slept for more than ten minutes. He rubbed his knuckles, pushed away the chair and walked to Song Yuan's side, took the information in her hand, then covered her with a blanket, and said softly, "Good night." ”

Song Yuan slept soundly with her arms on her pillow, Jian Feng traced her face with her gaze, and then put a pillow under her head and put her wrists down.

In fact, he just couldn't get used to Song Yuan playing games with Gu Mingxi every night in the recent period, so he asked someone to accompany him to write his paper today.

Jian Feng sorted out the few folders he needed, and continued to go back to the computer to write his paper.

Song Yuan woke up in a daze and saw that Jian Feng was still working, and then continued to sleep driven by an inexplicable sense of stability.

This sleep was a little long, and when she opened her eyes and saw that it was already two o'clock in the morning, the lights around her were dimmed, a dim floor lamp was lit next to the sofa, the white lamp next to Jian Feng's desk shone on the scattered paper, Jian Feng was studying the materials with glasses, and the signature pen in her hand was written on the notebook.

Song Yuan's mind was empty for a while before he completely came to his senses, lifted the blanket on his body, rubbed his forehead and walked to Jian Feng's desk, and slapped his document with one hand.

Jian Feng was taken aback, suddenly raised his head, and met Song Yuan's eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

Song Yuan didn't speak, just looked at him.

He felt that Song Kite's appearance was a bit like a cat, the kind of soft and glutinous blue and white kitten, which looked very shrewd, but in fact always did stupid things...... For example, at the moment, according to his papers, she was not allowed to work.

"Did you make a noise?" Jian Feng continued to ask.

"It's already two o'clock. "Song Kite bit the time.

"Hmm. ”

"It's time to sleep. Song Yuan tapped the table with her middle finger.

Jian Feng leaned back in his chair and acted like a scoundrel, "I'm not sleepy yet." ”

"Go to sleep!"

“......”

Jian Feng was pulled up by Song Kite's sleeve and walked downstairs, Jian Feng followed her helplessly, he felt that this woman was really cramped when she first lived with him, and now she is getting along for a long time.

But he condoned this presumptuousness of hers.

Song Yuan skillfully opened Jian Feng's door and pushed him in.

"You're too fierce. Jian Feng complained.

"Hurry up and go to sleep, if you stay up all night like this, I'm afraid you'll die suddenly." Song Yuan said at the door with both hands.

Jian Feng ripped off his tie and rubbed his temples, "If staying up late now is considered a chronic suicide, then how can it be counted before?"

"The previous one can not be counted, isn't it good to cherish life from now on?" Song Yuan asked.

It's not bad, it's just that it doesn't make much sense. Jian Feng thought.

"You have to live well, and now I am watching you, what will you do when you are alone in the future?" Song Yuan frowned.

"Hmm......" Jian Feng nodded perfunctorily, changed into pajamas, turned his head and said to her, "Then I'll go to sleep." ”

"Don't be so perfunctory to me all the time. Song Kite said.

"I'm not perfunctory to you. ”

"Do you think I'm wrong?"

"Nope. "I think you're so right, yes, I don't even want to think about what I'm going to do when I'm alone.

Song Yuan could only sigh and prepare to leave.

"Song Kite. Jian Feng suddenly stopped her at the door.

"What's wrong?"

"You go to bed early, good night, too. He said.

"I've just slept well, but I'll go back to sleep in order to get to work on time tomorrow. Song Yuan waved at him.

"Good. Jian Feng closed the door.

Song Yuan walked two steps alone and returned to his room.

The last crying cat expression Gu Mingxi sent her flashed on the chat box.

Song Yuan sent a message back to Gu Mingxi: I'm going to sleep, good night.

Gu Mingxi replied to the message almost in seconds: Why did you sleep so late?

Song Yuan knocked on a line: I just helped Jian Feng change the paper, and I had already slept just now, and the paper materials were too boring.

Gu Mingxi: He did it on purpose, right?

Song Kite: Huh?

Gu Mingxi: I deliberately went to you to change my paper, but I didn't let you be with me.

Song Kite: ...... Not really.

Gu Mingxi: It's hard not to think that he didn't mean it.

Song Kite: Jian Feng has always been like this.

Gu Mingxi: You know him very well!

Song Kite: It's okay.

Gu Mingxi: Hmph!

Song Kite: Honestly, are you hiding something from me?

Gu Mingxi: What's wrong?

Song Kite: What did you talk about with Jian Feng in the studio last time? After that day, I thought you two were weird.

Gu Mingxi: It can't be that the two of us are together, so don't worry about it.

Song Kite: Don't talk about the topic, tell me honestly.

Gu Mingxi: I am dead, and I have something to burn paper.

Song Kite: ......

Gu Mingxi put the phone on the pillow and stopped looking at the chat channel. He looked boredly at the ceiling of his house, and felt that he was also bored...... He had already made the decision to tell Song Yuan about Jian Feng's bad behavior, but he never said it.

Why?

Gu Mingxi felt that she might be afraid of hurting Song Kite. And he felt that Song Yuan definitely knew more about Jian Feng than he knew about Jian Feng, and he could see that Song Yuan had no reason not to know about it, but Song Yuan still looked like he was lying to himself, so what was the point of him saying it? He just made Song Yuan even more faceless.

In the final analysis, it's all Jian Feng, that guy is not good.

Gu Mingxi didn't know what kind of emotional lack Jian Feng had, in his opinion, Jian Feng was a very contradictory and neurotic guy, he liked people but didn't say it, what did he want...... People are yin and yang. It is really worthy of being a brother of the same mother and a simple mother...... I don't know what kind of children their family used to be.

Song Yuan found that Gu Mingxi ignored her for a long time, and reluctantly turned off her mobile phone and lay on the bed to sleep and sleep.

But I don't know if I slept too deeply just now, and I can't sleep now.

As soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was full of Jian Feng......

felt like she had been poisoned by Jian Feng, and her admiration and liking for this person did not slowly fade with time, but because of the prolonged time with him, those feelings enveloped her entire heart like a growing vine.

Song Yuan often wondered if Jian Feng was aware of her liking and love, because she felt that she was sometimes quite obvious......

However, Jian Feng did not seem to be as distant as she imagined, because of her proximity and proximity. So can she think that it is possible for her to be with Jian Feng?

Song Yuan rolled on the bed, looking at the moon outside with her eyes open, she couldn't understand what Jian Feng thought, and she intuitively guessed that Jian Feng himself didn't understand his heart.

In the past, she would certainly not have felt worthy of Dr. Jane.

But now everything is different, she has grown rapidly in the past year, and after entering Fengqi Entertainment, she realized that she may not be as good as she imagined.

She is also a director who can be admitted to Xinghong Media just after graduation, she has been a behind-the-scenes producer of film and television programs for many years, and her works have also been recognized by Song Bolun and Zhang Yi and others......

In particular, the documentary produced this time has received many likes and comments on the Internet, which have increased her confidence, and she began to feel that the goal of "becoming a director" set for herself a year ago is not unachievable, she can become a director, an excellent director.

Director and Doctor ...... It's still a good match, right?

Song Yuan thought so before falling asleep.

Jian Jian cleaned up his scattered documents in the study, similar to Jian Feng's habits, Jian Jian is also a person who likes to throw things around, and often can't find things in his sea of documents.

Today, he is rarely in the mood to start cleaning up, and in the process of cleaning up, he really turned out a lot of interesting things, such as a contract signed with a star a long time ago, or a gambling agreement with a certain company......

Yes, he threw these things around.

After simply sorting the various documents, he picked up the new contract on his desk again.

That was the contract Song Kite signed today.

Song Yuan signed a cooperation contract with Fengqi Entertainment, and Song Yuan is not an employee of Fengqi Entertainment in the strict sense, but can only be regarded as a co-director. This kind of cooperation is relatively broad, Fengqi Entertainment does not need to pay Song Yuan's salary, but Song Yuan can be invited to shoot some programs or film and television works according to some needs, and the two sides are mutually beneficial.

However, the riders are still simple and customary......

He actually didn't care much about the changes in the relationship between Jian Feng and Song Yuan.

The two of them went from landlord tenant, from good friends, to lovers or enemies who never saw each other again in this life.

None of this is something to be easily cared about.

There was only one thing he cared about from beginning to end, and he needed someone or something to pull his brother out of the abyss......

Other than that, nothing matters.

"I want you to do it. Jian Jian gently poked Song Kite's contract with his index finger.