As soon as the group got off the plane, they were crowded by the fans who picked them up, and the security guards desperately distanced themselves and shouted at the fans who crowded up.

"Jiajia"

"Jiajia"

“……”

The city in November was a little cold, and the hand that was reluctant to take it out under the cold wind stretched out to grab the people around him after almost being knocked down and stood firm, Yi Miaomiao glanced at herself in embarrassment, and silently pulled over the suitcase that was kicked aside.

Yi Miaomiao was probably too thin and small, and was squeezed into the outer circle without taking a few steps, and the few people who were wrapped in the circle had no choice but to stop and sign autographs for fans one by one.

The corners of the mouth raised under the sunglasses, polite greetings are the rules that must be done as an artist, even if you are squeezed to the point that it is uncomfortable, and the camera has been in front of you, you have to smile and say thank you.

"It's okay, it's okay"

"Let it go"

"Exit Go"

"Where's Meow?"

"I didn't see it, I may have been squeezed out"

"Get on the bus first"

Yi Miaomiao watched from afar as Zhou Jiachen got into the nanny car under the crowding, and then followed the crew and got on the crew bus with peace of mind.

Even so, she would still worry about him!

I thought that the Cold War would continue like this, or that it would end peacefully.

"Where are you?"

It was Zhou Jiachen's phone, the same cold question as ever.

The smell of the bus was a little heavy, Yi Miaomiao just sat down after putting her things down, and opened a candy for herself to relieve her uncomfortable stomach, "The bus of the crew, I still have a little work to go back to the crew"

"I'll ask Kun to drive to pick you up"

"No need, Zhibin will come and pick me up later."

Would it be more embarrassing to say goodbye, she hadn't figured out how to talk to him yet.

Zhou Jiachen was silent for a long time, and only when Yi Miaomiao wondered if there was no signal did he say a good word coldly.

"I ......"

"Toot ......"

Yi Miaomiao looked at the screen that was hung up depressed, her forehead was sweating, she threw the phone back into her bag, and leaned against the glass window to calm down.

"Sister Meow, are you okay?"

Wan Zhen asked worriedly, leaning against the glass window, Yi Miaomiao, who was very uncomfortable.

Yi Miaomiao turned her head and smiled at Wan Zhen, who cared about her, "It's okay, I'm just tired and want to sleep for a while." ”

"Oh."

Yi Miaomiao sometimes thinks that Zhou Jiachen is a dream that is close and within reach, but sometimes it is like a star in the sky that is out of reach.

In the world of love, who is right and who is wrong?

"By the way, you said you had something to ask me?"

Yi Miaomiao, who was quiet, suddenly remembered Wanzhen, who said that she had something to ask her some time ago, and turned to lie on the cushion and asked with her eyes closed.

Hearing Yi Miaomiao, who suddenly asked herself, Wan Zhen, who was looking at her phone, turned her head to stare at Yi Miaomiao, who closed her eyes tightly, and hesitated when she pressed the phone screen.

Yi Miaomiao, who had waited for a long time and didn't respond, opened her eyes and looked at the hesitant Wan Zhen and smiled shallowly, "You say, as long as I can help!" ”

The bus shook a little when it first started, and Wan Zhen, who saw that Yi Miaomiao was uncomfortable, did not answer, but took out a bottle of peppermint oil from the bag and gave it to Yi Miaomiao.

"Thank you, Wanzhen"

During this time in the crew, Wanzhen has always been helping her, so Yi Miaomiao took the peppermint oil with a grateful smile and told Wanzhen,

"I don't know what difficulties you've been having lately, but remember to tell me when you need me!"

Wan Zhen covered the prepared small sheet for Yi Miaomiao, "Got it, Sister Meow, if you are not feeling well, take a rest first!" ”

"Hmm"

After closing her eyes, Yi Miaomiao's whole mind was Zhou Jiachen, sometimes looking at the traffic outside the glass window, she would rather that there was an intersecting line between them, and there would be no possibility of meeting again after separation, so that she would not be sad and nostalgic.

"Brother, did you quarrel?"

Zhou Jiachen, who has been unusually since the French airport, made the assistant Kun feel very strange, and only dared to ask tentatively when he got into the nanny car, and there was no response after a long time, and he kept staring at his mobile phone, so Kun gave up.

Meow Meow, I can't find accurate information, only the alias and the picture of the information she spent in the creative studio, and an old news story from a few years ago.

A popular male idol committed suicide at home, and his live-in girlfriend actually went out to play?

Is depression to blame?

His girlfriend who has been in love for many years has not been able to save him from being versatile?

……

Most of the news pushed over is discussing the star Ye Haoyi, who committed suicide due to depression a few years ago, and a large number of related pictures are attached.

Ye Hao did not see his girlfriend meow on the day of the funeral.

Is it deliberate or ulterior?

"Please don't take pictures"

"Extraneous persons, please leave"

Outside the blockade was a curious crowd, poking their heads in, the figure of a girl with her back to the door, replied that the police's voice was a little muna, because the video was taken by the onlookers, so I couldn't hear what was being said.

Later, this matter disappeared because of Meow Meow's disappearance.,It's gone.,Later, some people mentioned it.,But most of them forgot.,I heard that this matter was suppressed by the people behind the creative studio at that time.。

Can you find out who Sister Yi is?

No, she did a good job of secrecy, and no one who knew her well was willing to reveal information about her.

Thank you.

After Zhou Jiachen quit WeChat, he specially searched Ye Haoyi's Weibo, but found that it was already empty, only the gray avatar remained, and the previous Weibo news had long been deleted.

It disappeared as if it had never existed.

Meow, who the hell are you? Or as I guessed......

The bus bumped and bumped for most of the city before it arrived on the set, and Yi Miaomiao, who had a jet lag and a cold, couldn't bear it, so she vomited as soon as she got off the bus, and Wanzhen, who was standing next to her, hurriedly supported Yi Miaomiao, who was about to fall.

"What should I do?"

"Xiao Yi, ask someone to accompany you!"

“……”

Wanzhen, who had work to do, couldn't help, Deng Zhibin couldn't rush over because of the delay in filming, and kept telling Yi Miaomiao to go to the hospital, but he was called to shoot before he could say a few words.

Yi Miaomiao, who was dizzy, could only arrange work and left in a hurry, taking a taxi alone to see a doctor and get medicine, and then taking a taxi home alone, like a lonely old man.

I couldn't even pack my luggage, and I slept until about eight o'clock, Yi Miaomiao faintly heard the sound of opening the door, and her sleepy nerves suddenly trembled, and she immediately got up from the bed, ran to the kitchen to get a soup spoon, and turned off the light in the hall.

Li Man will only come back tomorrow when he is abroad, Deng Zhibin is shooting magazines, is he a thief? Yi Miaomiao listened to the sound of the door lock turning, while staring nervously at the doorknob.

"Ah...... I'll kill you, get out ......"

"Bang, knock......"

As soon as the door opened, Yi Miaomiao closed her eyes and was beaten indiscriminately.

"It's me."

Zhou Jiachen.

Yi Miaomiao stopped her movements in a daze and turned on the light to see that Zhou Jiachen almost rolled her eyes and glared at herself because of a few bruises on her arm blocking the soup spoon.

"Why are you here?"

"You don't look like a patient." Zhou Jiachen looked at Yi Miaomiao's appearance from head to toe at the moment, wearing Minion pajamas, her bare feet were still moving, and she was holding a soup spoon in her hand, and her uncombed hair floated because she suddenly ran.

"And that's not because of you."

"Got a fever-reducer?" Zhou Jiachen stepped forward and raised his hand to touch Yi Miaomiao's forehead, and then touched his own, he was still a little feverish, and glanced at the messy table in the kitchen, the instant noodle box, and ate half of the bread.

Yi Miaomiao nodded and took out slippers from the shoe cabinet to change them for Zhou Jiachen, Zhou Jiachen's big feet looked a little funny when she put on Yi Miaomiao's small shoes.

"Go put your shoes on."

After Zhou Jiachen closed the door, he turned around and looked at the messy shoe cabinet, closed the door in disgust, as the saying goes, out of sight and out of mind, when he looked up, he urged to put on shoes when he saw that Yi Miaomiao was still in front of him.

"Oh"

After Yi Miaomiao returned to the room, Zhou Jiachen probably scanned the places where his line of sight could reach, and none of them were messy, as if he had been patronized by a thief.

"Are you a woman?"

"What?"

After catching a cold, not only was her voice hoarse, but even her hearing seemed to have deteriorated, Yi Miaomiao "dragged" her slippers to the kitchen, rubbing against the ground and making an unacceptable sound.

Zhou Jiachen carefully cleaned up the garbage on the table, and then wiped it with a rag, and looked at Yi Miaomiao with a serious look.

"It's instant noodles again, quick-frozen dumplings, quick-frozen dumplings, ......"

The refrigerator was full of some fast food, and basically there was no fresh food, Zhou Jiachen looked at Yi Miaomiao lying at the door with disgust.

"And expired coffee."

In his world, his mother and sisters are good wives and mothers, the kind who can get out of the hall and into the kitchen.

But this ...... in front of you I'm afraid it's the wrong baby.

Yi Miaomiao smiled awkwardly, "Didn't you go abroad for a month!" I just bought it and it hasn't expired. Zhou Jiachen didn't mention that incident from the moment he entered the door, everything was as if it hadn't happened, Yi Miaomiao was anxious and cautious and wanted to explain, "Jiajia, I'm ...... with him."

"Go lie down on the couch and call you when it's ready."

"Oh"

There was no way to say anything more after being interrupted, Yi Miaomiao could only wait for the opportunity to explain to him again, walked slowly to the hall, glanced at the magazines on the sofa, picked them all up and threw them on the coffee table, and then nestled into the sofa and covered with blankets.

"Jiajia, didn't you go back with Zhengyu and them?"

"Dodo......" Zhou Jiachen didn't know what he was chopping, and kept making the sound of chopping the chopping board, "The group said that you are sick and don't go to supper!" ”

"Oh"

Returning home from the hospital had already consumed too much of her energy, so she started sleeping as soon as she got home, and she didn't have time to read the news in the group at all.

“……”

Silence returned to the room, and only the sound of the kitchen busy, the sound of water, and the sharpening of knives were heard.

No, how does Jiajia have a key?

The drowsy Yi Miaomiao suddenly thought of a question, turned over and leaned on the sofa to look at Zhou Jiachen who was starting to plate and asked.

"Why do you have the key to my house?"

"It was given to my aunt last time she came to visit the class."

"Why did my mom give you the key?" Yi Miaomiao was very curious about the reason why she got her mother done when they met for the first time.

"Auntie asked me why I like you?" Zhou Jiachen carefully served the millet porridge.

"Huh?"

"I said I actually like myself."

Yi Miaomiao glared at the narcissistic Zhou Jiachen with disgust, and lay down again.

"Because of that, I like Yi Miaomiao very much."

Mom, this traitor. Yi Miaomiao looked back helplessly at Zhou Jiachen's figure running around, as soon as she saw the man, she couldn't hold it, and her mother sold herself like this!

"Do you all flirt like this?" Yi Miaomiao closed her eyes and questioned Zhou Jiachen's sweet words about running the train.

"Never."

Zhou Jiachen was confident that as long as he stood there, a girl would take the initiative to stick to his body, so he stepped on the small slippers and came to Yi Miaomiao, laughing and hugging Yi Miaomiao.

"Just flirting with you"

"Flim Tongue" Yi Miaomiao, who was hugging Zhou Jiachen's neck, muttered quietly.

"Do I have it? How do you know you've tried? Carefully put Yi Miaomiao down and sat down, propped her hands on the back of the chair, and stared at Yi Miaomiao's lips with interest.

"Ahem......"

"Why don't you give it a try?" Zhou Jiachen deliberately teased her hand and gently stroked her lips, until Yi Miaomiao lowered her head in embarrassment and blushed before letting her go.

"Okay, rest early after eating!"

The embarrassment between each other was unexpectedly solved, Zhou Jiachen seemed to have forgotten the incident, but Yi Miaomiao couldn't make a seven-second memory.

"Jiajia, there's something I want to tell you?"