The man on the other end was still not at ease after reading the news, and he thought in his heart that he must hurry up to see Zhao Yiran.

Although he often returns late when he lives in the dormitory, the small training camp is not as good as the usual training day, and Dong Fang does not dare to come nonsense.

The next day, as soon as Meng Meng was bright, he got up and drove to the theater to wait for her, as long as he came back before the official training and didn't let Yang Yi find out.

I don't know if it's because of insomnia or nervousness, Zhao Yiran woke up in the morning and found that there was still half an hour left before the alarm he set. She didn't intend to squint any longer, but she turned off her phone and began to look at the ceiling in a daze.

When it was almost over last night, Yang Meili remembered something and sighed, "I forgot to say it, the program team will come over tomorrow." ”

Not long ago, when the seminar was held, the two of them said together that the Spring Festival Gala program team would regularly come over to record the rehearsal scene as documentary material later.

Two people, you look at me, I look at you.

Zhao Yiran silently put down the wine glass she had just picked up, and she was about to take the last sip.

The person on the other side waved his hand and felt that it was not a big problem, "Anyway, you don't drink much, go to bed early tonight and have a cup of black coffee tomorrow to make up for it." ”

Sure enough, when the woman stood in front of the washbasin and saw herself in the mirror, the shallow nasolabial folds on both sides were filled in and disappeared due to edema. I can't help but sigh, except for the disadvantage of not being more photogenic than usual, the effect is more natural than medical beauty.

I had plenty of time, so I packed my bags and planned to leave early.

On weekdays, the theater canteen provides three meals a day, and dancers basically go to breakfast after finishing their morning work. The low blood sugar that day was also because of the tight time for the meeting, so I didn't have time to buy breakfast by myself.

She planned to go for a cup of black coffee before going to the dance studio.

However, as soon as the woman drove into the open-air parking lot of the theater, she saw the familiar black big G. The cars on both sides were easy to recognize, and the moment the raspberry pink trot appeared, the man in the car knew that the person he was waiting for was coming.

"Isn't the team training camp, why did you come out?" Zhao Yiran parked the car near the side, and couldn't wait to get out of the car and ask the man who shouldn't have appeared at this time period, as for the embarrassing scenes she felt about yesterday earlier.

The woman's soft voice was as delicate as a silver bell, and the man's deep dark eyes looked over, and a smile appeared on his tired face.

After tossing and turning all night, he found for the first time that he was scolding people happily, and his heart would be so aggrieved. But now listening to the woman's slightly anxious tone, I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief when I feel a little comforted in my heart.

He wouldn't say that he risked being punished and came to look at her just for peace of mind.

"What about you?" Zhao Yiran didn't say a word when he looked at him, only smiled stupidly, and there was a question mark in his heart.

After stealing joy alone, I noticed that the woman's complexion was also very poor, and her already porcelain-white little face was also wrapped in fatigue, and her voice was cold, "Did you drink again yesterday?" ”

The woman thought to herself that she hadn't drunk much and had changed her clothes, so did she still smell of alcohol?

So God unconsciously followed his words and continued, "A little." ”

"Sister Meili can drink, can you drink? Blind and strong. Dong Fang said with a look of blame when he heard this.

Then he asked, "Are you okay?" He had something to say.

The woman shook her head, "It's okay." ”

But she didn't know what Dong Fang was asking.

"Recently, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you all the time." I'm even more afraid that if we meet after a while, she will become the same as she used to be thousands of miles away because of something.

"Take this in and eat it." The man didn't think about it that much, and he didn't know that there was a cafeteria in the theater. I only saw that she only had a tote bag on her back after getting out of the car, and she guessed that she must not have eaten so early.

I can't bear to blame anything, but I'm glad I helped her buy it on the way.

Taking the handbag from the man's hand, Zhao Yiran felt like he was grabbed by the palm of his hand, could it be that he ran so far in the morning to be a "delivery rider"?

The voice that spoke again became softer, "Have you eaten?" ”

When he raised his eyes again, he just happened to crash into the sight of the man looking at him, and he didn't have time to hide.

"Go back to the team to eat, you can eat as soon as you go in, don't wait for it to cool down." Dong Fang was still frowning, very serious.

He actually has a lot of things he wants to say, but sometimes he thinks too much, and he doesn't know how to say this word and that word. Besides, the time and place are not allowed now.

Zhao Yiran watched him drive away, and when he turned around and entered the theater, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on Jiang Eryang's WeChat.

"Your training camp is over?"

After sending it out, the news was lost, and it was already noon when I heard back from my brother.

"What about dreaming? Just start and finish? ”

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Carrying breakfast, Zhao Yiran didn't go to the cafeteria, just sat casually in the open space of the dance room, tearing open the packaging bag and taking one bite after another.

The more she ate, the more she felt that something was wrong, until she saw someone coming in through the back door, and she woke up from a dream.

Yang Meili wanted to stop by to see if people were coming, but who knew that as soon as she entered, she was stared at by others, and she couldn't see any emotion.

"What's wrong?" When I got closer, I noticed that there was something unusual in my eyes.

"I have time today, so I bought my own breakfast." There are many kinds of food in the bags on the ground.

"What's the matter with you and Dong Fang?"

The hand that just picked up an egg paused, and when I saw Zhao Yiran's face, I knew it, don't fool my expression: "We are innocent." ”

Dong Fang said just now that Sister Mei can drink it, but she can't drink it.

How did he know that Yang Meili had a good amount of wine and that her tone was so firm, as if she was talking about an old friend.

"Maybe people are careful, and I can see my temperament of drinking at dinner that day."

The woman didn't believe her nonsense, and gestured to her with a three, and said undoubtedly, "It's been three years, and we've known each other for almost three years." ”

They both knew each other too well.

"I can't even trust you anymore." She also complained to Yang Meili before, saying that she felt that the people around her, her sister and brother-in-law, including her little niece, all elbowed to outsiders and spoke to others.

Yang Meili laughed twice, and said loudly, "I've always been a helper, not a parent, that's all." You can rest assured! ”

This sentence didn't make the people next to her feel much at ease, she only felt that the walls around her had been smashed.

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Zhao Yiran saw Dong Fang again a week later, to be precise, it was the man who blocked the unit to see him.

The choreographed dance drama began to deduct fine movements, and Zhong Juan had not appeared for a long time at this stage. Later, I chatted with my college roommate Yang Yusheng on WeChat and learned that he was temporarily seconded by their crew and invited to be a guide.

She and Yang Yusheng were also the top students in their dance class that year, and even Yang Yusheng could be more powerful. After graduating from university, Zhao Yiran was admitted to the Chinese Theater and became a dancer, while Yang Yusheng stayed in the school and started as a teaching assistant.

According to Zhong Juan's words, it is who eats what kind of food, finds what suits him, and is still on this road, it is not a loss of the hardships he has endured for more than ten years in the past.

hung up the video and returned to the chat interface, and saw Dong Fang's conspicuous red dot prompt, it was ten minutes ago, and the woman still chose to reply.

I haven't seen him this week, although he will talk to himself from time to time, but after all, it is not painful, and Zhao Yiran himself can't tell whether it is dull or always thinking about escaping in his heart.

As soon as he exited here, the man's voice call came, and Zhao Yiran stopped for a few seconds and still connected.

"Hello?"

"What are you doing? Don't reply to messages. This time, the voice was lukewarm, I hadn't seen it for a week, and the woman's message was not eager. Dong Fang must not have been happy the first few times. But I can still hear a little bit of the gentleness of the past, like the kind of aggrieved child who complains and doesn't dare to say it.

"Didn't look at my phone." She may not have heard it herself, with a little reassuring emotion.

"Sister Mei said you kept looking at your phone." Zhao Yiran held up his mobile phone and didn't speak, and looked at the spy sitting next to him with a black face.

Yang Meili knew the reason, so she didn't dare to look at her more, pretending to cough and turned around to chat with others.

At that time, other teammates called his name on his phone.

"Wait a minute!" Dong Fang replied neatly, and then approached the mobile phone and asked softly, "Why don't you speak?" “

"Are you going to train? Get busy with you first. Zhao Yiran didn't know how to answer him, and when he chose to change the topic.

Like why you don't answer the phone, why you don't answer questions.

Thinking about it for herself, it's not that she doesn't want to pick it up, she doesn't want to go back. Instead, she hesitated and hesitated, and she didn't know how to answer, and maybe even she didn't know the answer.

"If I don't train, the team doctor will call me to do rehabilitation."

"Hmm."

"I'll pick you up in a moment." The tone didn't seem like a negotiation, it was just informing her.

Zhao Yiran subconsciously turned his head and saw that the sky outside the dance room had already darkened, "I'll have something to do later." The implication was to tell him not to come.

What kind of nerves do you have, and you can't rest well after training.