97. Leave me your sweetness, and I will give you a rose too

The last job.

Xiang Yao thought for a while, but still took out his mobile phone and went to the staircase to call Dongfang.

"Happy New Year!"

"It's not there yet!" Dongfang said in a brisk tone, "my work is done, I'll look for you in a moment." ”

"Okay, I'm dubbing in the company, you just come in. ”

"What time is it time to get off work?"

"No, but the rest of the recording is done, and this year is over!"

"That's right," Dongfang hesitated for a few seconds, "Then let's meet and talk." ”

Xiang Yao put away her phone and went back to her room to work.

Today, she finally understood the words of the black cat teacher in the planning department, from the moment you stand in the spotlight, your work is 24 hours a day. Now, it seems, it's 24 hours × 7.

Xiang Yao stood there, reading her words. The rest of her body was resting! Only her mouth was working.

In her eyes, work is rare, especially the work of an artist, it is really to kill some people and starve most people, and if you have a job, you can't complain, which not only disrespects yourself, but also respects those who don't have the opportunity. Maybe it's because she has been engaged in classical music since she was a child, so she is a little better than the average person in terms of precision and endurance, and more importantly, she still has to work harder! It's really not easy.

She came out of the recording studio, it was about three o'clock in the morning, and the person she wanted to see the most in the new year was sitting there, asleep. He also has his usual favorite black coat and a dark blue bag by his side.

He was covered with his own woolen coat, gray, which he rarely wore, and probably knew that he would have to wait a long time for her to take it out. His hair is a little long, halfway through the eyes, which is actually quite subtle, because it really fights with your eyelashes and makes you feel uncomfortable, and you always want to kill them or flatten them with hairspray. It's hard for him to sleep so peacefully after being like this. Xiang Yao squatted down, feeling that he was so close to himself, he could hear the sound of his thin breathing, the Adam's apple moved up and down gently, he usually didn't pay attention to it, his face was so white, like a white porcelain cup. The pink lips open slightly, making a sound of the same frequency evenly. When the long eyelashes fell, they could actually reach the apple muscles, and she had seen eyelashes of this length, or Barbie.

He's so good-looking, the kind of guy who's good-looking.

Leave your sweetness to me, and I will give you a rose too.

Well, my Mr. East.

"Yaoyao, you don't want to leave yet!" Qingliang came out of it holding the papers. "So good-looking, is your boyfriend?"

"Yes. ”

"The company doesn't have any requirements for artists to fall in love, but you also have to pay attention. ”

"Okay, thank you, Brother Onion. ”

"Even though it's a little late, I wish you a happy new year. See you on the sixth day of the first month. ”

"Happy New Year. ”

Looking at the middle-aged man yawning as he walked, Xiang Yao smiled.

"So generous to admit that you have a boyfriend?"

"You're so handsome, of course you're going to declare my sovereignty!" Xiang Yao pulled off his coat and draped it over himself. "Where next?"

"Wait. Dongfang stood up and took out an insulated lunch box from the blue bag next to him. "I didn't eat it, I brought you hot porridge. After eating, we will go. ”

Xiang Yao froze for a moment, then returned to the bench.

When the lid is opened, it is steaming, mixed with the faint smell of pumpkin and lotus seeds.

"It's still hot, it's good. ”

Dongfang took out a small pickle box from his pocket and handed it to her.

"How's that, did you fall in love with me. ”

Dongfang smiled slightly, the peach blossom eyes squinted, and in an instant, the whole room was full of peach blossoms. He, maybe he was a peach blossom fairy in his last life!

"Where are we going in a moment?"

"I didn't think about it, but if you want to see the sea, we can go back to my house. Dongfang crossed his hands on his chin, "When I came, the weather was also very good, and I could see a lot of stars. ”

"Good. Then I'll eat quickly. ”

"There's no hurry. There is still a long, long time. ”

When I arrived at the place where Dongfang lived, it was already past four o'clock.

They carried the quilt to the balcony, and held it one by one, looking at the black sea, the black sky, and the yellow stars, some of which were scattered in the sky, some in the sea, and some in the eyes of those around her.

"Can I ask you something?"

Xiang Yao leaned in Dongfang's arms, from this angle, his face could not be seen, but his heart could be heard.

"Why is your villa area called a traffic light?"

"I thought you were going to ask me when I fell in love with you, or what were your plans for the future?"

"How boring those are, besides, by your side, it's already good, those things, it's all by doing, time and action will give the answer. ”

"I've reasoned with you for you, but the origin of the name is really interesting. Back then, my grandmother was a fashion designer, the kind of fashion week that demanded absolute privacy and quietness in life. And my grandfather is the kind of person who likes to be lively! It stands to reason that it is impossible for these two absolutely opposite people to meet, but God has drawn a red thread for them, and they are attracted to each other and come together, and because of their opposite personalities, they quarrel so much that they turn their faces, so my grandmother painted half of the house with green paint and made it look like she wanted, and the other half is my grandfather's red area. And in the three chapters of the law, no one is allowed to interfere in the other's life, except for a fixed date for a month. ”

"And after that?"

"After that, they never quarreled again! and they raised these children with very different personalities in our family. Dongfang smiled, "This is my grandmother's wisdom in life, she has her own unique ideas about her works and life, which is really fascinating." ”

"Hmm. What an interesting person. ”

"What about you, who gave your name?"

"My mother, what kind of person she is, I think you know better than me!"

"Then your personality will be more like Uncle Xiang, but you haven't been together for very long. ”

"Dongfang, I've always had the idea that character is innate. I'm an example. ”

"I can't say that, in addition to the natural part of your personality, you are also quite influenced by Dong Huaian and Zhang Yichu. ”

"If you don't say it, I forgot about it. Xiang Yao smiled happily. "By the way, why didn't you want me to be an idol in the first place?"

"Actually, it's not as complicated as you think, at that time, you were about to celebrate your birthday and wanted to surprise you, but after you went to closed training, my plan was ruined!"

"Oh, just because of this?" Xiang Yao felt incredible, "I was afraid that you would be sad, and I struggled for a long time!"

"There's one more thing that I think you should feel by now! ”

Xiang Yao rubbed into his arms, looking at the place where the sea and the sky met a little white!