"Then tell me about me."

Jing Yu sniffed violently, hoping in his heart that he could suck away all the sadness.

"I had a fight with my grandmother and had a cold war. I'm not a heart...... Really, Mom and Dad, I just want to find Fan Jiacheng and find out about you, as well as Auntie, I still don't know where she is buried. ”

Jing Yu wiped away his tears, raised the wine bottle, and dried up a third of the slightly sweet and bitter red wine in one gulp.

"Mom, my grandmother still holds a grudge against my aunt and never talks to me about her. But I know that you won't be estranged from your aunt because of that. Although my aunt and I haven't met a few times, I always feel that she won't let go like my grandmother said. Swinging, extremely greedy for vanity, regardless of the life or death of her family, I don't think she's that kind of person......"

"Burp ......" a good poetic wine burp.

"Mom and Dad, I miss you so much......"

Jingyu has never cried like this, in broad daylight, in front of everyone's eyes, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, a handful of snot and a handful of tears.

Jingyu was unconscious, and she couldn't speak in sentences, and suddenly, someone behind her held her up and said, "Jingyu, why did you drink like this ghost?" ”

Jing Yu only heard the sound, and then it was broken.

"Do you feel better?"

"Jingyu, you open your eyes and say a word?"

"You shouldn't ...... the scene"

Jing Yu twisted his neck, looked back at Xia Ling, and sighed in his heart: "How do you know I'm here?" ”

Xia Ling pointed around helplessly: "You open your eyes and take a closer look, what is this place?" ”

Jing Yu looked around for a week, only to feel that it was strange, and asked, "Where is this?" ”

Xia Ling pointed to himself with a thumbs up: "My home." ”

Jingyu sat up straight and looked around again, not feeling that it was a home at all, giving people the feeling of a hotel room.

Xia Ling saw that her eyes were no longer dull, and she was immediately relieved, "Here, drink a cup of lemon tea." ”

"Thank you." Jing Yu held the warm cup in his hand, "Am I not in Bauhinia Mountain?" ”

Speaking of this, Xia Ling leaned forward and leaned back with a smile, sat on the floor, patted the bed and laughed: "It's not, you are actually drunk in Bauhinia Mountain, and I am also drunk." ”

"Really?" Jing Yu scratched the back of his head embarrassedly and took a sip of lemon tea, "Then why are you going to go where?" ”

"You're not talking nonsense, of course you're going to see my deceased relatives." Although Xia Ling smiled, Jing Yu could see that she was smiling with a coping smile.

"Yes, I'm stupid." Jing Yu laughed, feeling that neither of them would be embarrassed.

Xia Ling got up in an instant, lifted the quilt and covered Jing Yu, "You are still injured, lie here and rest." ”

Jing Yu somehow reached out and grabbed Xia Ling's right hand, "Where are you going?" ”

Xia Ling was stunned for several seconds: "There is nothing in the house, go out and buy something to eat, otherwise you will really starve to death." ”

"Well, come back early."

Xia Ling stared at Jing Yu's let go of her hand, with mixed feelings in her heart, no one had spoken to her for many years, and no one cared where she would go or what she would do.

"I'll go with you." Saying that, Jingyu had already put on his slippers and stood by Xia Ling's hand, with a smile that was sincere and warm.

"No need, I'll go and come back quickly, you just lie down." Xia Ling smiled naturally, and after pressing Jingyu on the bed, she went out.

If it weren't for the scenery, Xia Ling would order takeout as always, similar to spicy tang, fried noodles, and soba noodles......

So when Jing Yu ate the meal packed back from the restaurant in the summer, he shouted: The life of a celebrity is really different from the life of ordinary people, shrimp bigger than a fist, a small dessert after dinner, and a milkshake.

"So satisfied?" Xia Ling sneered unabashedly, "I'm a person, bread, milk and men." ”

Jing Yu almost choked: "I'm different from you, it's good to have one thing for a person like me who has nothing." ”

"Jingyu, why didn't you speak today?" Waiting was boring, Wang Xiaoming had nothing to say.

"Jingyu" turned his head shyly: "My throat is a little uncomfortable." ”

"Well, why didn't you say it before?"

The two of them talked about the preface and the afterword, until Ke Muyan came out of the changing room.

"Wow!!" Wang Xiaoming naturally clenched his hands into fists against his chin, stepped out with his left foot, raised his right foot slightly, and lowered his toes to the ground, becoming a "little fan girl" in seconds

"......" and Amu was directly speechless.

"Yanyan, you're like Zoro coming out of the TV, even I, who don't watch pirates, think it's amazing." Wang Xiaoming's eyes were shining with adoration.

"Well, that's handsome." Although Amu didn't know who Zoro was, the man with the temperament of an eagle in front of her couldn't take her eyes off her at all.

"Alright, let's go straight to the prom." Ke Muyan turned a blind eye, and after speaking coldly, he took his script and left.

The dance scene was more lively than Ke Muyan imagined, not to mention the large number of people, and the venue was also large, which was equivalent to a singer's live concert. The neon sign came down and shone on the moving crowd, making him panic.

"You go in first, and I'll look for you later." Before the two could react, he retracted his foot before he could step in.

Amu wanted to follow, but Wang Xiaoming stared at her with both eyes, and pulled it back as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The voices were noisy, the light was dim and bright, Wang Xiaoming took Amu's hand and walked to the drink table.

"You can play by yourself, and I'll look for you later."

"What did you say?" Amu couldn't hear clearly, and he didn't guess the shape of his mouth.

"I said, here you are!" Wang Xiaoming raised his voice an octave, "You just stay here!" ”

The speed of people coming and going was very fast, and the two of them were cut off in seconds, Wang Xiaoming went to have fun with himself, and he didn't care much about the situation in his heart.

"Xiao Ming?"

"Xiao Ming, where are you?"

The crowd in front of him dispersed, and Wang Xiaoming disappeared with him.

Amu was flustered, clasped his hands together and tore his throat to shout Wang Xiaoming's name, but he didn't get any reaction for a long time, but the people around him cast abnormal eyes.

"Are you Jingyu?"

When more and more people began to turn their heads sideways and chatter with their companions, after locking the target, a "flower fairy" was worn out from the inside, after all, he walked over and reached out and nodded at the "Jingyu" with a red face

"Wait, don't go."

Amu is like this, so shy that when he sees a stranger approaching him, his natural reaction is to flee immediately.

"You wait for me, I recognize you, right?"

“……”

"What are you running?"

The "Flower Fairy" really grew a pair of wings, and his feet were very fast, and he grabbed "Gargamel" in a short time

"You...... It's not running. The Flower Fairy gasped, "Do you recognize me too?" ”

“……”

"Laugh."

"Smiling?" Amu repeated.

"yes, I didn't even expect to be able to recognize you at a glance." Xiaoxiao affectionately took Amu's arm, "Why are you here?" ”

"I ......"

"Jingyu!!" Wang Xiaoming's voice was particularly sharp and loud, "Where are you?" ”

Amu subconsciously stood on tiptoe and raised his hand: "I'm here." ”

"You're really, I'm just a kung fu who turns around, and you can't run away." Wang Xiaoming's heart almost jumped out in fright, "If it weren't for Yan Yan asking me to take care of you, I wouldn't have taken care of your business." He was really worried, even worried that she would be bullied, or that she would not be able to leave.

"Who is this?" The "flower fairy" asked, pointing to the "vampire".

"Who are you?"

"Hello, I'm Jingyu's friend, smile. You are? ”

Wang Xiaoming felt very familiar when he heard this name, thought about it, and suddenly realized, "Are you the actress Xiaoxiao?" ”

"That's right."

Wang Xiaoming suddenly felt that the world was really small, and he could meet acquaintances wherever he went.

At this time, Xiaoxiao had already guessed who the other party was, and he didn't provoke him, he laughed several times, not caring about the eyes of others, and put his hand on Wang Xiaoming's left shoulder, "Xiao Ming, how are you doing?" ”

Wang Xiaoming pretended to be serious and took the hand away, "It's good." ”

"Also, that Xiao Min from our family is also very good." Xiaoxiao has always felt that Wang Xiaoming and her boyfriend Xiaomin have a leg.

"Let's go, don't stand here stupidly." Wang Xiaoming pulled Jingyu's hat angrily, and before he took three steps, a loud voice came from behind him:

"Is Ke Muyan here too?"

Suddenly, the audience fell silent.

"Hahaha, how can you bring a corgi to the ball, you girl is really good at laughing." Wang Xiaoming is improvised, and he can talk nonsense with his eyes open without blushing or beating his heart, and he can be justified.

In less than three seconds, the noise resumed, and the boiling and cheerfulness continued.

Xiaoxiao stopped smiling at this time, held his hand, and watched Wang Xiaoming pull Jingyu away from him with a complicated expression. After observing it for a few minutes, he took out his phone and sent a message: "Have you arrived?" ”

Backbite.

It's here.

At this time, Wang Xiaoming was no longer at ease about leaving Jingyu alone, just like a mother chicken, turning his head at any time to see if his baby chicken was still there, his eyes were full of faint resentment and faint maternal love.

Ke Muyan was still outside the venue, just relying on a door to close all the excitement, leaving his own piece of tranquility.

Silence and the dance are in conflict and cannot be preserved.

Ke Muyan naturally knew this principle, took out a cigarette, leaned his back against a dark corner, lit a fire, took a puff without light or heavy, and the cigarette caught in his finger disappeared inch by inch, and the spark of the cigarette butt was like the eyes of an angry wolf. And the white smoke faded away with the breeze.

"No, no, I can't come here."

"It's okay, the more you say that, the more I'm going to take you to see the world."

"No, I'm begging you, right? You forced me to dress like this, and I really didn't want to go out and be embarrassed, so you let go and let me go back. ”

"That's not going to work. You're actually pretty good-looking, but you didn't put the effort into dressing up. ”

"God, for the sake of me being injured, let me go, okay?"

Jingyu is hoarse, and the only hope at this moment is to be able to go home to watch movies and sleep well.

A bell rang.

"You wait first, I'll answer the phone." Xia Ling said, his hand letting go of Jing Yu's wrist.

In the next second, the other hand grabbed Jing Yu's wrist, and before she could turn her head to look, she had been pulled into a place where she couldn't see her fingers.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

"Hmm......"

Jingyu calmed down, and gradually felt the temperature in his arms as if he had felt it, as well as the fragrance of shower gel that seemed to be there.

"You...... Ke Muyan ......"

"It's me."

"Let go...... I ......"

Ke Muyan slowly let go of his hand and lowered his voice: "What are you doing here?" ”

Although the hand was loosened, the hand around the waist was still there, the temperature and fragrance were still there, Jing Yu wanted to avoid his embrace, but his body was motionless.

"Why didn't you say it?"

Jing Yu raised his wrist and patted his face: "Xia Ling brought me here." ”

"Why are you together again?"

"It was an accident, I ...... I ......"

"What are you?"

"It's nothing, listening to your tone, I've already guessed what you're going to say, you don't have to say anything, let go."