……

The night was like a huge dark curtain, and the lifting rope behind it was covered and spread up little by little, until the thick dark color faded the last bit of light in the sky into the same color as himself. In the end, I didn't forget to decorate it with small stars one after another.

……

The Presidential Suite on the top floor of the Sunny Hotel is lit up with crystal ceiling lights, and the interior is filled with bright and warm light.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the main living room are mostly opened, creating a triangular gap under the four sloping panes of glass.

There is a gentle and cool night breeze gently pouring in, gently swinging the well-made hollow lace curtain by the window.

After dinner.

Sheng Kite sat across the milky white dining table, although Shi Yan's fever had subsided last night, she still watched him finish the last dose of cold medicine.

Cold powders aren't really that bitter.

However, when Shi Yan put down the empty cup, a porcelain plate containing candy was pushed in front of him-

Candy is a gummy candy that comes in several flavors, and is wrapped in a layer of sparse white sugar grains, revealing either the jam red of strawberries or the jam blue of blueberries.

Each one is the size of a thumb, and they are packed in small transparent bags.

Not only the candy, but also the kitchen table in the back was filled with many cookies and caramel biscuits in the same packaging.

These are the results of Sheng Kite's whole afternoon today.

It's all made for Shi Yan to eat.

She specially made this kind of small package, saying that it was convenient for him to carry, and a lot of it could be held in any pocket.

How long has she been tinkering with these in the kitchen, Shi Yan leaned against the glass folding door, and after watching her for a long time, she was like a hard-working little bee, hula hula fluttering the cute transparent little wings behind her, in the kitchen, without stopping.

He kept moving in his hands, but he refused to let him help.

As soon as Shi Yan opened his mouth, he put forward the idea of helping her fill the plate or bag.

The girl didn't even think about it, she didn't hesitate for a second, and immediately said no, no, no, no.

The food powder stuck to the small Qiong's nose, but she didn't know it, a pair of clear Ling Ling's apricot eyes squinted softly, looked at him, and then tilted her head slightly, and said to him in a sweet voice.

"Shi Yan, otherwise—you better go back to the living room and watch TV."

“……”

Shi Yan immediately fell silent.

He didn't want to go back and face the two big brown bears.

And then, just like that—

The girl bowed down and carefully squeezed the cream onto each half-formed biscuit, for she put on the sponge headband again, and the silky black hair was all fixed behind her head, and the long part was scattered on her slender back, revealing a fair side face, a carefully focused expression, wearing a set of light-colored home clothes, which made her whole person more vivid and soft.

And the young man, Qing Jun's posture, leaned there slightly, the light and shadow above his head were rubbed on the bridge of his tall nose, falling a cold shadow, his black eyes were half-drooping, watching quietly, and taking this scene into his eyes.

……

It's less than half past eight in the evening.

The powder that Shi Yan drank just now has a little effect that will cause drowsiness, but just after drinking it, the effect of the medicine will not be exerted so quickly.

Sheng Kite was very distressed.

The cubs don't watch TV, and they don't listen to songs.

Now even the tried-and-true trick of lulling to sleep - storytelling, it's useless.

She didn't forget, she said last night that she would tell the cub a story, but she didn't expect that she couldn't help it, and fell asleep first, which was really faceless.

In the morning.

Zhang Bai sent Sheng Yuan a WeChat message, saying that things were as expected, there was no bias, and everything went well.

There is also Hu Zhen.

Finally, there is the phone call from Xia Xicheng.

In fact, at the beginning, Sheng Yuan didn't plan to take it at all, but Young Master Xia has always adhered to the spirit of 'perseverance', and he didn't give up until he reached his goal.

Sheng Kite's phone number Xia Xicheng knows, and it can also be said so clearly that her number is not a rare secret in Shi Xuan's circle of brothers, and 'Sheng Kite' chased Shi Xuan, and he had already 'taken the initiative' to leave his phone number and WeChat to each of them.

It's just that since the mayor's birthday party, that group of people naturally didn't dare to call again, and even WeChat was a collective understanding of current affairs and tacitly maintained a 'dead corpse' status in her list.

Young Master Xia simply came over to comfort and care about his sister, why did he suddenly ask for leave.

Sheng Kite was frying eggs at the time, because Shi Yan had a cold, she had to eat a little lighter, she prepared breakfast and cooked him a bowl of noodles, was a little annoyed by the phone, forced to turn off the fire, and then raised the shovel, the girl's thin and delicate eyebrows and eyes were slightly wrinkled, with a look of 'no matter who affects me to fry eggs today, I will shovel you into the eighteen layers of hell underground'.

When you turn around and turn off your phone—

A palm as slender as jade slashed open for her - the answer button.

“……”

Sheng Kite was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and met the young man's bony face.

He lowered his eyes to look at her, and his voice was low: "The phone keeps ringing, you can't leave your hands." ”

So I'll answer the phone for you.

Moment.

Sheng Kite forgot who just asked for a shovel to shovel people into the eighteenth layer of hell.

It wasn't until the mobile phone on the cooking table heard the sound of Young Master Xia's feeding, feeding, feeding, feeding, that she lowered her head and answered.

And then.

The next second.

The person on the other end of the sentence was stunned, and screamed a few times.

"Wait! Who are you! You're not my sister at all! ”

"Although my sister's voice is very good, it will not be as gentle as you! Who are you! What do you want to do by imitating my sister's voice!? ”

"Could it be...... I made the wrong call??? ”

“……”

……

In the main living room, the lights are bright.

"Shi Yan, let's play a game."

Shi Yan looked at the slender girl sitting on the soft carpet, pestle her white minibus, thought for a long time, and then looked at him with bright apricot eyes and said.

Sheng Yun really thought about it for a long time.

After hanging up Xia Xicheng's phone, she found Xiaozhou's WeChat again.

Ask him what he usually does after filming or in his free time, for example, what he loves to do.

After Xiaozhou received WeChat, he obviously grabbed his brain and was distressed for a long time before replying with this sentence-

【…… Do nothing. 】

[Basically, every day after Brother Yan returned to the crew hotel after filming, he went to wash up as soon as possible, and then when it was still very early, I was on the balcony of the next room, and I saw that he had already turned off the lights, and it was estimated that he went to sleep directly. 】

【…… If you really want to say what he does most often, he used to occasionally flip through the script to read it. 】

[The most I do now should be to hold my mobile phone and wait for Sister Sheng Yuan to send him a message, and then he replied. 】

【……】

(End of chapter)