It's still hot in City B after entering September, but the evening and early morning already have the taste of autumn.

Wen Xun walked on the road in the evening glow, occasionally stepping on the fallen leaves that covered the sidewalk, and the fallen leaves made a rustling sound. However, she was listening to the song with headphones on at this time, and she didn't notice these small sounds.

Suddenly, the singing in the headset was interrupted and became the default ringtone of the system. She stopped, took the phone out of her pocket, and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, why did you call all of a sudden?"

"Don't come to my studio today. Jiang Xiangyang's voice was a little noisy, and he himself was speaking in a low voice, as if it was inconvenient, "This side has been captured by reporters." When he said the last sentence, he had a helpless smile in his tone.

Wen Xun looked up and looked ahead, and the building where Jiang Xiangyang's studio was located had already appeared in her sight.

She's almost there.

"Good. She replied, "Then I'll not go today." ”

"Well, then I'll hang up first, and you remember to eat yourself. Jiang Xiangyang hung up the phone after speaking.

The singing in the headphones began to continue, but Wen Xun was a little unprepared to listen. She pauses the song and turns to go in the opposite direction.

Recently, Jiang Xiangyang's work has gone wrong. A little singer who has just started posting "original songs" recently accused Jiang Xiangyang of plagiarizing his songs, and he posted several long articles in a row, and bought a few hot searches, and finally made this matter a boil by himself.

But in fact, Jiang Xiangyang has never heard any of his songs at all.

After this incident became a big problem, Jiang Xiangyang and his team of course listened to all the man's songs, and finally came to the conclusion that his songs are really similar to Jiang Xiangyang's song style, and there are even two or three songs that are simply copy and paste, but his songs are not popular, Jiang Xiangyang's is popular.

What's even more terrifying is that those controversial songs, his are all earlier than Jiang Xiangyang's.

There is no such thing as a coincidence, and this simple logic is not unaware even to ordinary people who have no understanding of music. So netizens began to accuse Jiang Xiangyang of plagiarizing the tepid little singer with his fame, and public opinion was all one-sided all at once, and even Jiang Xiangyang's fans didn't know how to justify.

Even Jiang Xiangyang himself had a moment of self-doubt, wondering if he had really accidentally listened to this person's song, and then accidentally memorized a certain melody.

But the answer is no, absolutely absolutely not.

He assured Tan Feiyu, Feifei and several other studio members that he really didn't plagiarize, and the studio members also expressed their trust in him.

But this is still meaningless, he can't prove himself at all when he bumps into such a mysterious thing. The person in charge of public relations in his team also contacted the little singer, but the news was all lost, and the little singer not only did not reply, but even said in a long article later that Jiang Xiangyang's public relations team began to coerce and lure me.

Jiang Xiangyang couldn't say what he was suffering about.

From the time this incident happened to the present, Wen Xun has witnessed the whole process. But she didn't participate in anything, and she didn't comfort Jiang Xiangyang too much, she just did what she had to do as usual, and at most she would be more accommodating to him than usual.

Now, for example, if he tells her not to go, she will turn around and leave when she has arrived, instead of blending in with the reporters and adding fuel to the fire of the already explosive news.

chose to "ignore it" not because she didn't care about it, and it wasn't that even she suspected Jiang Xiangyang of plagiarism. It's that she knows that in such a mess, she has to hold on.

She wants to use her actions to prove to Jiang Xiangyang - even if the world is in chaos, even if some of the order is wrong, then she will be a needle that fixes the sea, staying firmly in her own job and staying in their common home. She'll be there when he needs it, and do her own thing when he's not, instead of asking him about things he doesn't want to say right away, and about engaging in things she doesn't really know.

As it turned out, she made the right choice.

About two hours later, Jiang Xiangyang finally arrived home. With a tired face, he took off his thin coat and hung it on the hanger, and then looked into the room and saw Wen Xun sitting on the sofa watching TV calmly.

He suddenly laughed. He said, "It's good that you're here, and I feel at ease when I see you." ”

Wen Xun also turned his head and smiled at him, "I cooked the dinner myself, and I cooked everything you liked." The dishes are in the refrigerator, so heat them up yourself. ”

"You're tired from a day's work, and you spend time cooking for me. Jiang Xiangyang changed his slippers and said as he walked to her side.

"Cooking is not a big deal, and besides, I can't let my husband eat takeout every day. ”

Jiang Xiangyang smiled again, reached out and touched her head, "I'm not the same, let my wife eat by herself every day." ”

Wen Xun's cooking is indeed what he likes, and he doesn't know when Wen Xun secretly practiced cooking, but now she cooks really deliciously, and she has improved a lot compared to before.

People always like to praise men's contributions and hard work, but Jiang Xiangyang feels that in fact, women are more hard and powerful. No one knows how they managed to keep their homes in order while handling their work, or how they went from being scared by the oil spilling from the kitchen pot to being adults who could make all kinds of delicious dishes.

Men are too lazy, and few men work and take care of their families. Even a very qualified other half like Jiang Xiangyang, when he was under pressure recently, he was rarely willing to clean up the house anymore.

After eating dinner, Jiang Xiangyang felt that the fatigue of the day seemed to be finally gone. It's no wonder people like to think of their homes as gas stations or safe havens, and now I know that it is.

Wen Xun was still sitting on the sofa quietly watching TV, not watching dramas or anything like that, but watching the news seriously - those related to her work.

Jiang Xiangyang walked up to her and sat down silently to watch with her.

The tense nerves were finally rested, and Jiang Xiangyang gradually became a little drowsy in the steady speech speed of the host in the news and the incomparably familiar aroma emanating from Wen Xun's body. It wasn't until he nodded his head abruptly as he was about to fall asleep, as he had done in school, that he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Wen Xun was about to put a blanket on him.

He smiled and pressed her hand, "What are you doing?"

"I see that you are sleepy, and I want you to rest for a while. ”

"How can I rest well here?" Jiang Xiangyang asked as he picked up Wen Xunheng, Wen Xun was startled by his sudden movement, and patted him on the shoulder to let him down.

But he didn't listen, "I don't sleep on the couch, I want to sleep with you." ”

"Who said I meant to let you sleep on the couch!

- Of course, Jiang Xiangyang didn't really think she wanted her to sleep on the sofa. It's just that when he woke up, in addition to noticing that she was covering him with a blanket, he also noticed the faint blue under her eyes.

She's also hard work.

So how can she just give, he also has to respond to her with the same care and care. It wasn't too early now, and he wouldn't allow her to sleep on the sofa while he didn't dare close his eyes. Hugging back and sleeping together is the best way to solve the problem!