"Yes, ex-girlfriend, let me tell you about my ex-girlfriend?" Han Jue ate the dishes indifferently, and said the three words [ex-girlfriend], as if talking about the weather tomorrow.

Hearing Han Jue's self-exposure, everyone behind the camera was very surprised.

Now Han Jue is no more nobody than before, looking at Han Jue's meaning, he wants to talk about his predecessor in detail. It is foreseeable that as long as Han Jue talks about his past relationship today, there will be more than a dozen versions of rumors immediately the next day, each with a nose and eyes, speculating who and Han Jue have a relationship.

Director Wang looked at Guan Yi, Guan Yi clasped his hands, stood still in place, and did not react. is the default meaning.

Director Wang faintly felt that today's role was very crucial, if it wasn't sublimation and going further, it would be going backwards or getting off. Director Wang felt the tension that he hadn't seen for a long time, so he took out 300% of his state and patted Han Jue and Zhang Yiman.

"Ah, uncle's ex-girlfriend ......" Zhang Yiman, who finally recovered his spirit, suddenly deflated again when he heard the words "ex-girlfriend", and he didn't even eat the food.

"After all, you're my current girlfriend, I have to let you know about my past," Han Jue put a piece of meat into her bowl for Zhang Yiman, "Eat." ”

Zhang Yiman's eyes blinked quickly, which was a manifestation of the brain's processing of complex information.

[Uncle won't take office in advance for no reason!This must know that I found out about him and Weng Nanxi!What should I do...... When the uncle said that, was he sarcastically saying that I was nosy? What should I do? Or was the uncle fishing? Or was it telling me to retreat?......

Zhang Yiman was thinking nonsense, analyzing what Han Jue meant, and at the same time ate the dish that Han Jue brought over in a daze. Eating and eating, the appetite is turned on again.

At this time, the boss brought the beer.

Zhang Yiman naturally brought the beer. Although Zhang Yiman's mind was thinking about other things, her tempered actions were worthy of her taking [drinking] as a hobby and publicizing it.

She first expertly opened the lid of the beer, causing it to pour straight down from the height and into the cup, stirring up a large number of bubbles. When the white foam reaches a third of the glass, put it away and let it stand, as if to allow the carbonic acid and aroma of the wine to settle. It took about ten seconds for her to pick up the glass, take the wine in the bottle obliquely, until the glass was full, push it to Han Jue's side, and then pour the second glass.

The movements are quite skillful, with both beauty and ritual, like an old drunkard.

"You really like to drink. Han Jue smiled. When I chatted with the silly girl before, I listened to her talk about how she likes to drink, and I thought that the silly girl just drank the wine as water, and drank a lot, but now it is not simple to see, obviously I understand what wine should be drunk and how to drink.

"Huh?" Zhang Yiman blinked blankly, looked at the smiling Han Jue, and then looked at the wine in his hand, and then reacted, "Dad taught me that beer will taste better this way." ”

Han Jue picked up the wine glass, first sipped the foam, and then drank the beer, and drank half a glass of goo-dong, quite happily.

"Do you want to listen to your ex-girlfriend?" Han Jue asked Zhang Yiman.

Zhang Yiman lowered his head and stroked the long hair on his chest, thinking. I wanted to say something a few times, but in the end I wanted to say something.

Han Jue wasn't in a hurry, just kept looking at Zhang Yiman quietly, waiting.

In the end, Zhang Yiman nodded.

Han Jue once told her: Sometimes people find out problems, analyze problems and then solve them, but more often people are good at solving problems by denying the existence of problems.

She has to face the problem head-on, since she has decided to seize happiness and not let go, no matter what the final result is, even if Han Jue says that he still has nostalgia for his ex-girlfriend, she will not give up!

Zhang Yiman put down his chopsticks and sat precariously looking at Han Jue.

"I told you before, I fell out of love suddenly," Han Jue turned the transparent glass wine glass, "After the breakup, I still miss my ex-girlfriend very much, especially especially especially for me." ”

Zhang Yiman took a deep breath and nodded.

[It's okay," Zhang Yiman said in his heart, "It's okay. Don't cry. 】

She saw on the Internet that boys actually don't like lovers who always cry when they encounter difficulties. So she cried less and less when she was with Han Jue. Zhang Yiman felt that he had performed well, at least he hadn't cried yet. She's very proud, and it doesn't seem like she's not making any progress at all.

It's just that her heart is about to die.

The people behind the camera also looked at each other, shocked by Han Jue's straightforward words.

[Is it a declaration to get off?!]

[Self-exposed romance?!]

They didn't know what Han Jue meant when he said these words, and they were very flustered, but they were suppressed by Director Wang's wave of his hand, so they could only listen patiently.

"At that time, although I was filming this with you, "Let's Be in Love", I thought to myself at that time - this is just a show, recording a show in the entertainment industry, and if you are serious, you will lose. So I wasn't serious at the time. Because I don't think I'm going to like anyone else anymore except my ex-girlfriend," Han Jue said, "and I don't even want to be in a relationship with anyone else if I can." ”

Zhang Yiman exhaled the long breath slowly, trying not to exhale with trembling. She didn't dare to look at Han Jue's serious eyes anymore. She slowly lowered her head, and the hand on her knee gradually clenched into a fist. She bit the skin off her lip and nodded vigorously.

"But when did it start? I don't know. I don't know what day it started, I always thought of you. Thinking of your laughter, thinking of your voice, thinking of your hair, thinking of your gulping of food, thinking of your aggrieved expression, thinking of your screaming when you were beaten by Sister Qin, thinking about whether you will be sick when the weather is cold, thinking about whether you will be tired when you are busy, thinking about me when I am thinking about you, are you thinking about me...... Too much, too much. Gradually, I started to like red, I liked ice cream, I liked the piano, I liked the little raccoon, and then I realized that my happiness had already begun. After being with you with such a mood, I found that every grinding triviality is too charming. ”

When Zhang Yiman heard this, his body almost softened, only to feel that the blurred world became clear again.

Zhang Yiman raised his lowered head, and the tears in his eyes kept sliding down his face. She wanted to see Han Jue's expression, but she couldn't see it clearly.

Han Jue got up and sat next to Zhang Yiman, wiped the tears on Zhang Yiman's face with a napkin, and said, "When I was decadent and wanted to die, those memories supported me to move forward in this world. But now that I have you, there's no reason for me to indulge in memories anymore. ”

If Han Jue's heart defense is an iron door, then what Zhang Yiman did was to constantly blow up the folding door. Time and time again, the end result is either blowing the door open or injuring yourself. In the end, it also made her blow up.

"I'm so grateful to you for being the first reason why I didn't give up on this world. Thank you. Han Jue patted Zhang Yiman's little head.

Zhang Yiman felt the warmth above her head, although the person in front of her was blurred by the surging tears, but she relied on her feelings and got into the embrace that made her feel at ease without thinking.

She really wants to punch him now, and then complain to him [why did you tell me], but she thinks it's better to hold on to this happiness, and if she wants to fight, she can fight again in the future. It's rare to open the wood once, but you don't dare to break it.

Zhang Yiman really feels so happy.

It turns out that her efforts are not without effect!

Zhang Yiman wanted to laugh happily, but she couldn't, because she found that her face was full of tears, as if there was snot, it was too ugly!

Han Jue hugged the silly girl in his arms, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "There is still ......"

There is also an ex.

After talking about the real ex, we have to talk about this.

This ex is the ex that the world can see and meet, and it is also the ex who almost cried the silly girl in "Love Signal".

"If you meet my ex in the future, you should thank her. Because it was she who let me go, so we could meet each other and live like this. ”

"However, your ex-girlfriend is so powerful, so beautiful, so suitable for you......" Zhang Yiman raised his head from Han Jue's arms and said with teary eyes, "Why don't you like her anymore......"

[How to ask such a stupid question!] The staff and restaurant owner behind the camera can't wait to go up to teach Zhang Yiman to fall in love.

But in this world, no matter what question Zhang Yiman asks, there is probably only Han Jue.

"Because compared to the perfect her, you are still clumsy and more exciting. Han Jue said something in a natural tone that made Zhang Yiman feel that she would never forget it for the rest of her life.

Zhang Yiman leaned against Han Jue's chest with her eyes closed, feeling that today was her happiest, luckier, happy, and happy day this year. Second only to the happiness of meeting Han Jue for the first time last year.

Director Wang and the screenwriters were already in tears at this time. may have been moved by Han Jue's confession, or it may have been thought that the [working couple] had a conflict and was about to get off, but it turned out that it was not so lucky, or it may be that this pair finally revealed their hearts to each other, and there was a kind of joy that [finally survived to this day], so they cried with joy.

The owner of the restaurant also cried, half of it was moved, and half of it was that after the broadcast of the happy show, his restaurant was about to explode!

Even Sister Qin sighed and didn't know whether to relax or regret.

Guan Yi smiled lightly, as if he was not surprised by the situation in front of him.

Leaning on Han Jue's chest for a while, Zhang Yiman felt that her face was not sloppy, so she sat herself up a little upright so that she could see her uncle.

Zhang Yiman looked up at Han Jue slightly, and Han Jue looked down at Zhang Yiman slightly.

Zhang Yiman slowly, slowly leaned over to Han Jue's face.

"Hmm. Zhang Yiman stopped, stopped in the middle.

I saw Han Jue pinching Zhang Yiman's face with one hand and asked, "What are you going to do?"

[I've become a big fool and a big wood again!, why am I going to do it, it's not obvious?!] Zhang Yiman is so angry.

Zhang Yiman's cheeks were pinched by Han Jue, his mouth was fleshy, and he could only speak vaguely: "You have to kiss at this time! If you don't kiss, it's too wasteful......"

"Come less," Han Jue frowned, pinching the stupid girl's face and pushing it back, "It's okay for you to eat your own snot, I won't eat it." ”

Zhang Yiman was startled, and hurriedly wiped his nose with the back ......of his hand. After taking the napkin and waking up with no image, and after being satisfied, he leaned over his head to continue to approach Han Jue.

"Hmm. "I was pinched again.

"It's dirty, it's disgusting. Han Jue frowned, pushed Zhang Yiman away again with great disgust, and then wanted to get up and leave here.

The naïve Zhang Yiman experienced the fickleness of men - one second he said that he was excited, and the next second he disliked it. But at this time, Zhang Yiman couldn't help but sigh, she held Han Jue's arm and didn't allow Han Jue to leave: "Ah~Uncle, just let me kiss it~"

"Go, go, go. ”

"Just kiss it!~"

"No, I can't. ”

"Then kiss 0.25!"

"No, you go wash it, don't wipe it on my ......," Han Jue said and couldn't go on.

Zhang Yiman tied her uncle's neck, closed her eyes, smelled the uncle's smell, touched the uncle's skin, felt the softness between her lips, and her mood was almost flying.

She practiced her skills for three hours along the way, and it was not in vain.

Zhang Yiman leaned on Han Jue's arms, his body became softer and softer, his closed eyelashes trembled, and there was only one thought fluttering in his heart:

[Sweeter than last time......]

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