With a thump in my heart, I frowned and asked Sister-in-law Zhang, "Frowning, is something wrong with Xi Yi?" ”

Sister-in-law Zhang looked embarrassed and shook her head at me.

It seems that this matter is not easy to say.

Without thinking much more, I hurried upstairs.

The door of Jiang Xiyi's room was locked, and I hurriedly knocked on the door outside, but before I could speak, an angry shout came from inside:

"Get out! I don't care about you! ”

It was Jiang Xiyi's voice, yes.

I was even more panicked, and when I heard the voice, I could tell that Jiang Xiyi's state was wrong, and I thought that something must have happened.

"Xi Yi, what's wrong?"

The movement inside seemed to stop suddenly, and my heart rose to my throat.

I have to admit that although Jiang Xiyi has never treated me well, but right now.

I'm still worried about him.

I'm worried to death.

Jiang Xiyi's room doesn't have a spare key, so even if I want to break in and open the door, it's a problem.

"Xi Yi, it's me, can you open the door?"

After a long time, there was the sound of footsteps inside, as if they had walked to the door.

"Delayed?"

"It's me!"

I hurried to respond.

It was quiet for a while, and after a while, Jiang Xiyi's voice came out with a hint of anger: "You are not Chi Chi, Chi Chi will only call me Brother Xi Yi, who are you!" ”

Brother Xi Yi......

For a moment, I just felt that my limbs were stiff and I couldn't move.

Brother Xi Yi is Brother Xi Yi!

If you don't guess wrong, this should be Jiang Xiyi's other personality!

I swallowed my saliva, suppressed the fear and worry in my heart, and then slowly spoke: "Brother Xi Yi, it's me, I'm Chichi." ”

Sure enough, hearing what I said, Jiang Xiyi slowly opened the door.

Jiang Xiyi in front of him seemed to have changed into a different person, his eyes were red, and his face was even more defeated.

Sister-in-law Zhang said that Jiang Xiyi locked herself in her room for a day and a night, and she didn't eat that day and night.

I was shocked.

Could it be that I stayed at Zhuoya's house for one night, and this is how Jiang Xiyi spent it?

When he saw me, Jiang Xiyi's eyes finally reacted, and he rushed up and hugged me in his arms.

"Late, delayed."

His mouth was all my name, but my heart didn't jump with joy.

I know, that's unreal.

"Brother Xi Yi, you, will you let go of me first?"

I need to figure out what the hell is going on.

Jiang Xiyi refused to let go, but hugged it tighter and tighter, as if his beloved treasure had been lost and recovered, and he wanted to hold it tightly in his hand.

"You're hurting me......"

Unexpectedly, after I said these words, Jiang Xiyi suddenly opened his arms and pressed my shoulder to look at me carefully:

"Where does it hurt, it's late, it's Brother Xi Yi's bad."

knew in his heart that the person in front of him, whether he was speaking or acting, was not Jiang Xiyi's original intention.

But I'm going to fall again.

My nose was a little sore, and I smiled and shook my head: "It's okay, I'm fine." ”

Pulling Jiang Xiyi and walking in, I saw a mess on the ground, with pieces of cloth everywhere, as well as needles, scissors, and cotton wool.

On the ground, there was an unformed doll, which looked a little ugly, but it was sewn out with stitches and threads.

"Brother Xi Yi, this is ...... This is what you did? ”

I looked up in disbelief, and my eyes met Jiang Xiyi's.

From the moment he saw me to the present, Jiang Xiyi's gaze has never left me, and when he heard my words, he smiled gently.

"Do you like it?"

I was a little stunned, Jiang Xiyi had never done any housework, let alone holding needles and threads.

I only felt cold in my hands and feet, and raised Jiang Xiyi's hand.

It was covered with dense wounds, and it was bloodshot, so I thought it should have been pricked by a needle.

"Brother Xi Yi, why are you ......?"

Jiang Xi withdrew his hand and put it on my waist to look at me gently: "Forget, five-year-old over there, your favorite doll was lost, and I said that I would compensate you for an identical one." ”

"It's just a pity." Jiang Xiyi's eyes dimmed a little, "I couldn't find it later, I want to make one for you personally." ”

After speaking, Jiang Xiyi seemed to think of something, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Late, you didn't come back last night."

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

Pursing my lips, I looked up at Jiang Xiyi, "It's me who is not good, I will never go out in the future, I will only accompany you at home, okay." ”

I know very well that Brother Xi Yi doesn't come out for a long time every time, if that's the case, what does it matter if I spend more time with him?

Hearing me say this, a hint of joy flashed in Jiang Xiyi's eyes.

"Really?"

I nodded solemnly, "Really." ”

Next, Jiang Xiyi's kiss fell naturally, and I was dizzy by the kiss, and stumbled to Jiang Xiyi's bed.

The breathing became heavier, the temperature rose, and I met Jiang Xiyi's gentle eyes in a trance.

If.

How nice would it be that the person in front of me has always been there?

It was late at night, and I struggled to get up from my bed.

Jiang Xi beside him was also tired when he touched it, and he had just fallen asleep at this time.

It didn't seem like my own legs were weak, I sighed inwardly and slowly rolled out of bed.

The mess on the floor had not yet been cleaned up, so I carefully cleaned it up before returning to my room.

Tomorrow may be the real Jiang Xiyi, I don't want him to see us in the same bed.

After all, Jiang Xiyi didn't like it.

As a result, I woke up the next morning staring at a bunch of dark circles.

Looking at my haggard self in the mirror, I felt a little depressed, and I couldn't hide anything with makeup.

When she came down from upstairs, Sister-in-law Zhang was coming out of the kitchen with breakfast.

"Miss Song, what's going on with you?"

Seeing my appearance, Sister-in-law Zhang exclaimed in fright, "Isn't it that you were tired of taking care of the young master yesterday?" ”

Saying that, Sister-in-law Zhang's face was full of distress and regret: "I really shouldn't have let you take care of it alone for so long yesterday." ”

Hearing this, I quickly smiled and shook my head.

"It's not Sister-in-law Zhang, I had insomnia last night, it's fine."

As I spoke, I hesitated for a while and asked, "What about Xi Yi?" ”

"Not down yet." Sister-in-law Zhang put down her breakfast, "Do you want me to go up and wake him up?" ”

"No, you don't." I subconsciously interrupted, to be honest, I don't want to see Jiang Xiyi right now.

Seeing Sister-in-law Zhang looking at me with strange eyes, I had to explain with a smile: "Xi Yi was in a bad mood last night and slept late, so let him rest more." ”

Hearing this, Sister-in-law Zhang nodded, "Okay, then listen to Miss Song." ”

After a hurried two-bite breakfast, I walked towards the meeting place that Zoya had said.

Originally, Zoya was supposed to pick me up, but I didn't want to reveal where I lived now, so I just said that I had gone there.

After getting into Zhuoya's car, she turned her head and saw the look on my face, and subconsciously frowned:

"Did you stay up late last night?"

I was a little embarrassed to touch my bloodless face, obviously Zhuoya reminded me yesterday that I was going to take makeup photos today.

"Yesterday...... There's something going on at home. ”

I'm not lying, something did happen at home last night.

Zhuo Ya said as she spoke: "Lin Ying'er's makeup photos must be cheerful and lively, and I don't know if your complexion is okay." ”

Knowing what Zhuoya was worried about, I was also a little helpless.

When I went to Hengdian, Zhuoya walked in with me.

"I'm sorry director, we're a little late."

The director had a good impression of me, and now he didn't say anything when he saw that we were late.

"It's okay, just don't be late, the dressing room is over there, we have limited space, you actresses can only make do with one today."

Zoya nodded again and again, and pulled me towards the dressing room.

I'm just a female number three, so naturally I don't have the qualifications for an eyeball dressing room.

As soon as I entered, I saw the actress who was putting on makeup, Mo Hua.

The last time Cui Lingyun missed the Hundred Flowers Award, he lost to Mo Hua.

In my impression, Mo Hua has always been an actress who has no scandals in her works.

In addition to filming, Mo Hua rarely seems to be involved in other things, so his reputation in the entertainment industry has always been very good.

However, in this way, I can't figure out Mo Hua's temper.

"Hello Mr. Mo."

Zhuoya came in and greeted Mo Hua, and I followed behind me and bowed slightly to Mo Hua.

I respect my predecessors very much in the entertainment industry, and I am a real actress of the Hundred Flowers Award, so I naturally respect them in my heart.

Hearing the voice, Mo Hua turned his head to look at us, smiled and nodded slightly.

Looking at it, this actress doesn't seem to be very difficult to get along with.

The makeup artist who came to apply the makeup frowned when he saw me.

"With your complexion, can your makeup hold up today?"

Zhuoya also looked embarrassed, "Let's see if you can cover it up as much as possible." ”

The makeup artist's face was not very good-looking, and he shook his head slightly.

I feel very guilty, if it's hard for everyone to do their jobs because of my Yuanying, then it's not mine.

Just as he was about to apologize, Mo Hua walked up and said in a gentle tone, "Lin Ying'er doesn't want to fix the image at the beginning, what if it's the final frustration?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of several of us lit up.

Lin Ying'er, as a daughter, must have been sunny at the beginning, but in the end, she still experienced emotional trauma.

The meaning of Mo painting is to directly highlight the characters behind it.

The makeup artist understood what Mo Hua meant, and smiled at Mo Hua and said, "Teacher Mo still has an idea." ”

I have to say that under the rendering of professional makeup artists, I soon lost knowing myself in the mirror.

Changing into my costume, I looked at myself in the mirror and breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know, it's not going to work.

Walking out of the dressing room, I was seeing Mo Hua and the director talking together, and when I walked out of it, the eyes of several people fell.

"Director, this is what I told you, Giselle at the end of the story."

I looked at Mo Hua with some surprise, it turned out that she also knew Giselle's story.

The director nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, so that the character image is rendered in place." ”