Xia Qiao was silent for a moment, and at this time the staff invited them to sit down the stage, and when Song Zhiyuan walked out with Xia Qiao, he said: "Answer, in fact, there is no need to be so anxious. ”

At the moment when the New Year's bell rang, the audience rang with warm applause and cheers, Xia Qiao was happy at that moment, since he was a child, he has never had such a lively Spring Festival.

She turned on her phone, looked at Xia Yang's name on the screen, clicked in to edit the text message, and wrote: Sister hasn't contacted you for so long, and you haven't contacted your sister, have you forgotten your sister......?

At such a time, people always like to be hypocritical, in such a lively environment, Xia Qiao has too many emotions to vent, but he can only think of Xia Yang alone. Looking at the long string of words, Xia Qiao was stunned for a second, feeling that this was too different from himself.

So she deleted all the text again, and only typed in the words "Happy New Year", and at the moment when she was about to send it, Xia Qiao hesitated again, so she simply exited the page.

I am indebted to them, and the silence between the two sides now can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence to the rupture of the relationship between them.

Xia Yang has always been so enthusiastic about himself, and he still believed in himself before he finally left home, and now that he has not contacted himself for so long, he should have also determined the fact that he has no blood relationship with him.

Xia Qiao clicked on WeChat, she didn't have any friends, clicked on a page full of red dots, and swept it over, obviously sending group blessings. She chuckled, and as she was about to turn off her phone, she spotted a very unusual message box.

In a row of group messages, Wei Chifeng was there, showing "Xia Qiao, Happy New Year." ”

Xia Qiao didn't think much about it, clicked in and replied, "Thank you, Tongle". For her, there is no need to reply to a group blessing, but a separate message has the politeness of having to reply.

"Happy New Year, Jojo. Xia Qiao raised her head, and Song Zhiyuan was looking at her with a smile, "This year's New Year's greetings are still the first one I said to you." ”

Wei Chifeng, who was sitting on the car heading to the airport, stared at the screen of his mobile phone, just now he kept pinching zero o'clock, and also checked the car and Qin Hai's watch and mobile phone, car radio, and his own watch, all the right times, and pinched the zero point to send blessings to the past.

Qin Haishi really didn't understand when his boss paid so much attention to the sense of ceremony.

staring at the phone, I didn't expect Xia Qiao to really reply to herself.

Wei Chifeng closed his phone with satisfaction, and finally explained the work at hand, and now he is ready to go back to Europe.

Mo Xiaomi now only has her mother at home, and she has to accompany her mother to her father's grave and take care of many things at home, so she went home early. These days, Ji Lan can't rest assured that Xia Qiao has been accompanying Xia Qiao to rehearse, and at this time the matter is over, Ji Lan came over and asked, "Qiao Qiao, I'm going to the airport now, but there is still some time, do you need me to drive you down first?"

Xia Qiao glanced at Song Zhiyuan behind him and said, "No need, I still have some things." ”

Ji Lan noticed Xia Qiao's gaze, so he said earnestly: "Pay attention to yourself, and be careful on the way back, or I will let Chen Ming send you, I can rest assured of this child." ”

Xia Qiao smiled and said, "Sister Lan, let's go, I know you're still in a hurry to go back to your hometown, I'll pay attention to it myself, and I'll contact you in time if there's something." ”

Ji Lan nodded, but she still didn't feel at ease and went to greet Chen Ming's agent, and asked them to help take Xia Qiao before leaving.

After Ji Lan left, Chen Ming's agent came over and called Xia Qiao: "Miss Xia Qiao, let's go back to the hotel together, you are tired from rehearsals, now hurry up and go back to rest!"

Xia Qiao said: "If it's convenient, wait for me, you and Chen Ming will go to the garage first, I'll wait for you at the bus stop outside." ”

"Aren't you going together?" asked the agent.

Even if there is no one on the street outside in the middle of the night, there may be paparazzi and fans, how can the agent allow his artists to go directly to the main road under normal circumstances.

After getting a denial, the agent took Chen Ming away after a few words.

Xia Qiao and Song Zhiyuan walked together and walked outside like a walk.

"I don't want to go to the playground, but I agreed to go with me, Qiao Qiao has something to say to me, right?" Song Zhiyuan actually vaguely guessed what Xia Qiao would say, so he asked directly.

"Hmm. Xia Qiao replied gently, Song Zhiyuan looked over, she was still like when she was a child, quiet and elegant, she always didn't use too many expressions when she spoke, and her beautiful eyes seemed to hide too much.

Song Zhiyuan said: "Qiaoqiao, you are always too quiet, your quiet appearance reminds me of your childhood......"

"Brother Zhiyuan," Xia Qiao interrupted him, she remembered everything when she was a child, but Song Zhiyuan mentioned it again and again, which made her feel a little bored.

"Actually, I haven't always had anything I love about and what I definitely want to do, I've always taken it one step at a time, but now, I think you can see it, I like acting very much. Xia Qiao smiled and said, "So Brother Zhiyuan, as a friend since childhood, I want to ask you, do you support me?"

Song Zhiyuan paused for a moment, and then said, "Of course I support it!"

"Whatever Jojo does, it's good to be happy and like it. Song Zhiyuan said.

Xia Qiao smiled at Song Zhiyuan, and then said: "This road is quite strange to me, Brother Zhiyuan, who has the same meaning as a relative to me, supports me, I am very happy." ”

"I hope, and so will be. Xia Qiao paused and said.

Song Zhiyuan listened to the way she had words, and became more and more sure of what he guessed Xia Qiao wanted to say, so he wanted to avoid these topics, but he didn't expect Xia Qiao to ask directly: "Brother Zhiyuan, I want to ask, what do you think of our CP fans on the Internet?"

Song Zhiyuan was asked something wrong and was not in a hurry, and even a little weak-hearted, he asked rhetorically: "Haven't you already explained it on the Internet, they should all be measured!"

The two of them had slowly walked to the bus stop, and it was late at night, and the empty and dark street was so quiet that only the wind could be heard. On a winter night, the cold swept into every inch of skin from all sides.

After a gust of cold wind hit, the two of them couldn't help but shiver, after all, they didn't wear a very thick coat just now, Song Zhiyuan thought about it, and took off his coat to put it on Xia Qiao.

Xia Qiao raised his hand and pushed it away: "Thank you, no need." ”

She's fast, like a subconscious movement.