"Tu Tu, it's been nine days, why are you still angry, I was wrong, is it okay for you to come back?"

"When we come back, we're going to buy rings, what kind of proposal do you like, kneeling with rose rings, candlelight dinners or in front of the whole world......"

"Tu Tu."

Xie Xingyun lay on the table and closed his eyes, but tears couldn't stop sliding from the corners of his eyes and falling on the table.

This is where Bai Tu always stays.

She sat at her desk every day, hanging her head and not knowing what to doodle and draw, and her eyes were full of stars when she focused.

He wanted to see it, but she refused.

At that time, he didn't care, but now without her by his side, he found that the room was full of her shadows, which made his thoughts overflow.

He remembered that she always kept everything she painted in a drawer.

Xie Xingyun got up and wiped the tears on his face, his hand followed his gaze, and muttered to himself: "It should be this." ”

I tried to pull it out, but the drawer was locked and couldn't be opened.

"Locked?"

Xie Xingyun calmed down, rummaged around, found the spare key, and opened the drawer that hid Bai Tu's secret.

There are several thick sketchbooks, and the cover is a very ordinary sketch.

He placed the sketchbook on the table and carefully turned the first page, and the white-painted iron-painted silver hook-like handwriting came into view.

To my favorite little star [Love]

"Little Star?"

Xie Xingyun was slightly stunned and carefully figured it out.

Didn't Tu Tu keep calling him Xiao Yunyun?

But it seems that some people call him Little Star.

Turning the page, the simple but familiar sketch of the next one made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

He kept turning the page for five minutes, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to log on to Weibo.

Quickly find the image and compare it next to the sketchbook.

It's almost identical, except for an extra signature on the sketchbook - white painting.

Taking a few deep breaths, he carefully flipped through the old sketchbooks, which were full of paintings he was familiar with, after all, he also liked them one by one.

"It turns out that I didn't guess wrong."

Xie Xingyun was stunned for a long time, and suddenly laughed, and tears came out of his laughter.

Liu Yan has been living in Xie Xingyun's house recently, so it is convenient to take care of him, and when he heard his laughter, he strode over, holding up his mobile phone and said, "Laugh, laugh, laugh when the matter is solved!" ”

Xie Xingyun held his stomach and laughed, laughing until he almost rolled to the ground.

Liu Yan couldn't help but smile for the first time in recent days, and stepped forward to help him up.

The two laughed together, laughed and hugged each other.

After laughing for a long time, Xie Xingyun felt a little pain in his stomach, so he stopped and wiped the tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

He was in a good mood, squinting his eyes and asking suspiciously, "Brother Liu, what are you laughing at?" ”

Liu Yan looked inexplicable, "Of course it's the same as you." ”

"Huh?"

Xie Xingyun also felt inexplicable, his wife was his die-hard fan, so he laughed, what was Liu Yan happy about?

Liu Yan put away his smile, "Aren't you so happy because the fan who slandered you for being strong and rape came out to apologize and clarify?" ”

"Not ......"

Xie Xingyun hurriedly went online, and sure enough, the first hot search was the apology of the female fan.

The female fan said that she has been paying attention to Xie Xingyun since his debut, and has always fantasized that he is her boyfriend, and in recent years, because of family pressure, she has always regarded illusions as real, and even hallucinated, and forcibly substituted the plot of her YY into reality, so she framed Xie Xingyun.

This is all because she likes Xie Xingyun too much and wants to be with him too much.

Seeing this, the corners of Xie Xingyun's mouth twitched. The latest chapter of "Fast Wear: Four-Star Host is a Little Sweet Claw Bookstore" is free to read for the first time.