Yan Xiaoyu glanced at Shu Yin quickly, and saw that her expression was not happy, and the corners of her mouth curved.

He whispered, "Don't worry. ”

Shu Yin glanced at him, "Who's worried?" Looking at Yan Yue, who was sitting in the middle, she was a little worried, and gently held the actor's hand.

Shocked, "Sister Yan, why are your hands still so cold!" ”

Yan Xiaowei knows what her sister is thinking, and hopes that today's trip will not harm her, but bring her happiness.

He knew very well that Yan Yue's heart had died since five years ago, and then he had experienced a series of painful things, and since then he has lived a life that he doesn't know what to do.

Like a dead walking fellow, without thoughts.

But the most heart-wrenching thing is that in order to let her mother and Yan Xiaojie not worry about her, she will put on makeup and force a smile every time she sees them, but Yan Xiaojie knows best that her heart is dripping blood every day.

Even if it stimulates her and makes her have hope in life and live more like a person, Yan Xiaowei can do whatever it takes.

Sister, except for my mother, is the only person who feels sorry for herself.

Yan Xiaowei has a deep affection for his sister.

In the past, because they were all powerful people, they often chartered a small theater with Meng Yitian and, of course, Sun Qianqian, and the four of them together, and the three audience watched Meng Yitian sing on the stage in a snow suit.

Meng Yitian is 180 tall, slender and soft, and wearing women's makeup is not inconsistent at all, but more slim.

Meng Yitian, who took off his costume, was gentle and elegant, with a graceful demeanor, without the rudeness of a child of a military family, and without the arrogance of a man from the northwest, but with a bookish atmosphere.

Such a man is like a treasure jade in the northwest, and how many young ladies of the family are infatuated with him.

It's a pity that he likes to learn opera, because General Meng likes to listen to operas at home, he raised a Tsing Yi before, which is the guidance of this Tsing Yi, so that Meng Yitian, who was born with a good voice, became obsessed with the role of a man dressed as a woman.

It's out of control.

Even if the ladies of the family are infatuated with him, it is impossible for the family to allow them to marry such a man, not to mention that Meng Yitian is not the eldest son.

But Yan Yue just likes him.

Shu Yin gently rubbed her palms with her own hands, and didn't stop until she had a fever.

Yan Yue didn't dare to look at her, because as long as she rolled her eyes, tears would flow down.

Shu Yin naturally saw it, shut up and stopped talking, silently holding Yan Yue's hand.

The warmth of her palm passed through her skin and gently transmitted to Yan Yue's heart, and gradually, her mood calmed down, and then she smiled softly at Shu Yin and choked up: "Thank you." ”

Shu Yin's empathy touched Yan Yue, and she couldn't help but admire this girl even more.

Shu Yin smiled slightly, but did not speak, if she said something wrong at this moment, it would make her sad, and it was most appropriate to treat her quietly and warmly.

Although she didn't know what was happening, she sensed that Yan Yue's heart must not be at peace at the moment.

So it's about this place, the people here.

Yan Yue's eyes are very beautiful, with desolation and vicissitudes, which makes people feel pity, and Shu Yin feels sorry for this sister in her heart.

She is hundreds of times better than Yan Xiaoji.

Yan Xiaoji also looked at Shu Yin silently.

She is really a kind woman, and Yan Yue seems to like her very much.

If she was by Yan Yue's side, it would naturally be a thousand times better than Sun Qianqian.

The three of them here were immersed in their own thoughts, and Yang Shaojun, who had just walked into the private room on the left, saw the warm scene of their dear family, and his face suddenly changed.