Approaching the end of the year, Zhao Yiran's work is getting busier and busier.

In the last half month, the Spring Festival Gala began to enter the rehearsal stage, and the troupe had to go to the Spring Festival Gala studio hall every other day for rehearsals.

The intensity is even greater than before, and it will come out early in the morning and late at night.

This day was the end of the second row. The wind in the cold winter is difficult to resist even the thick fleece cotton clothes.

Dong Fang had been waiting outside the studio building for a while with Pan Cub in his arms, and he parked the car in a conspicuous position.

The team walked out of the building in a stream, and everyone should have an idea in their hearts at this time.

End early, celebrate the New Year early.

The woman dragged her already tired body to the familiar vehicle, although the daily rehearsal had exhausted her heart, but in the face of Dong Fang, who was meticulous to herself every day, she was still able to feel a lot more energetic after getting in the car.

Looking at the tall buildings standing tall outside the small window, several big words celebrating the New Year have been displayed on the electronic screen.

It's going to be a little year soon.

After living together for so long, seeing the hostess sitting in the co-pilot, the little guy in Dong Fang's arms couldn't wait to cross the mountain to another embrace.

"Isn't it boring for you to be alone every day?"

Zhao Yiran leaned on the neck pillow, tilted his head and asked without much strength.

She actually feels quite guilty in her heart, at this stage she sometimes can't even take care of herself, except that it is not a different place, and the two of them have very little time to talk every day.

The club had just taken a vacation again, and he didn't have any training errands.

Except for asking friends out to play for a while, it is estimated that the rest of the time will be spent with Pancub.

"No, I'm very hopeful when you get off work." The man answered truthfully, without the slightest disobedience.

Zhao Yiran took the cub in his arms, and said solemnly, "It's going to be a young man soon, otherwise you will go home in the next two days." ”

Dong Fang must be going home for the New Year, and he still wants to stay here to accompany her for two more days.

"No hurry, I'll stay with you for a few more days." The man spun the wheel and drove the car out of the parking space.

"You go back to help Auntie, the family will definitely be busy in the New Year. It's too late to delay. ”

asked him to accompany him here with nothing to do, but Zhao Yiran couldn't help it.

After all, many of his friends are in his hometown, and these people in the club have almost gone on vacation for the past two days.

"Can you do it on your own? I'm not at ease. ”

The longer he spent with her, the more difficult it was for Dong Anxin to let Zhao Yiran live alone.

In fact, they almost forgot that they were in love, and everyone lived a good life.

But Zhao Yiran seemed to have made up his mind to let the man go home, so he kept trying to persuade him along the way.

Anyway, she is on the line at two o'clock every day, and when he leaves, she will go back to Tianxi Garden, and she can be accompanied by her parents and let Jiang Eryang be the driver.

So much so that Dong Fang was forced to be unable in the end, and when he went home, he took out his mobile phone and booked a ticket for tomorrow.

Otherwise, he would have to be driven out to sleep on the couch.

He didn't want to.

After washing, the two of them lay on the bed, Zhao Yiran cherished it and got into the man's hot arms, and then let the quilt wrap him tightly.

It was the last night he could lie in his arms.

Thinking about it, the woman couldn't help but wrap her arms around his waist and abdomen harder, resting her head on his neck socket and snuggling up to absorb his unique taste.

"You're in such a hurry to get me?"

The two of them were so close that even the voices they heard were shocked.

"The sooner I get rid of you, my sin will be less." She whispered like a mosquito bite.

The man kissed her forehead, "Then what do I think you do?" ”

The person in his arms hummed for a while, as if to find a correct answer: "Then you should be stronger, don't think about it." ”

The man laughed.

I don't want you, that's really difficult.

I slept very well all night, and a short separation would definitely make both parties cherish each other more.

The next day, Dong Fang sent the woman to the unit before returning to the club to pack his luggage.

The fans guarding outside the door felt a little unbelievable when they saw this figure, he actually left so late.

The last stop was to go to the apartment, clean up again, prepare food and water for Pancub, and clean up the expiring food in the refrigerator.

He's familiar with all of these things now.

Although I was well prepared, when I took a taxi home alone at night, I was greeted with a sense of strangeness.

Zhao Yiran couldn't hold back after a while.

This is obviously his own home, but he can see the shadow of a man everywhere. And she didn't think it was a terrible thing to be quiet before, and she often enjoyed this life of solitude.

But now the house is not big, but there is countless loneliness that envelops her.

On the sofa not far away, when I came out of the shower in the past, I could see the man sitting slumped here holding the cub and teasing it on his lap.

But now, Pancub is left standing there alone.

is like Zhao Yiran, who is standing alone now.

"Pan cub, do you miss your father too?"

The little white velvet guy licked her palm.

Dong Fang landed in the afternoon, and her mother-in-law, who was worried about being lonely by her daughter-in-law, was still hanging out with her old sisters at that time.

He messaged the woman, despite knowing that she could not see it now.

After cleaning up, I lay on the bed, and saw that the face that was still by my side yesterday now appeared on the screen of my phone.

Zhao Yiran wanted to cry again.

The physical distance between the two people is hundreds of kilometers.

"Why haven't you replied to my messages for so long?" Zhao Yiran was very aggrieved, and just told him that he was home, but he didn't reply until she lay down.

Just got a video call.

"I'm sorry Dabao, I forgot to look at the time when I took a shower just now, thinking you had to get off work at the same time." The man on that end was indeed still holding a head of wet hair that had not been dried yet, and his tone was full of self-blame.

"You've never been late to pick me up."

Her grievances didn't start when the man didn't reply to the message.

"You said it several times before you left, so that I can find you at any time."

The pressure of rehearsals with high loads of daily loads accumulated, suddenly empty rooms and loneliness that can swallow pleasure, and the inexplicable disappearance of men finally caused a storm that attacked the inner shell that women increasingly needed to rely on.

She cried, the kind of tears that fell one after another with the words, and the freckled circles in her eyes seemed to tell her grievances.

She didn't blame Dong Fang, she couldn't control it.

She didn't want this atmosphere to continue, she didn't feel strong at all.

"Zhao Yiran, do you miss me?"

The man's face was solemn, and his tone was serious.

It was the first time Dong Fang saw such a big reaction from a woman, she had never been unreasonable about a trivial matter before.

The accusation in the sentence and the grievance in the expression constitute a strong contrast, and Zhao Yiran must have missed him.

The woman reluctantly wiped her tears and replied angrily, "The ghost misses you." ”

"I miss you so much."

Again, new tears kept falling down the slip just now.

The man wanted to reprimand her for not admitting it, but after listening to the last sentence, he smiled with relief.

"Shall I go back with you?"

The soft voice is soft, much like dragging the girl to the sweet gentle country again.

"Don't!"

Zhao Yiran was very resolute, and rubbed his eyes again to stop the supply of tear glands again.

Dong Fang thought she was angry, and smiled quietly and saw that she didn't speak.

The woman was empty, and she said it as if she was comforting herself, "I'm also strong, just for a while." ”

Maybe it's just that I haven't received news from a man that I feel even more empty, and now I can't touch the voice, and I miss it because I have sustenance and a home.

"Why didn't you go back to your mother's house?"

The woman who listened to the words was also stunned, and after finishing work at night, she took a taxi, and after getting in the car, she was very accustomed to saying the name of the apartment.

It wasn't until she was halfway through that she remembered that Dong Fang was no longer here, but she didn't bother to change the address with the master and went back.

I thought I could accept the life of living alone suddenly, but I didn't expect it to be so weak.

"Habit is back."

Dong Fang didn't care about his hair, and let the tips of his hair keep dripping and soaking the bath towel on his shoulder.

Finally, before hanging up the phone, Zhao Yiran wanted to carry Pancub to the bed and sleep with her, but the man was unwilling.

"Shall my territory allow it to sleep?"

The video has not hung up, and Zhao Yiran has often lost sleep at night recently because of dance dramas.

It's obviously very tired, but it's hard to sleep, and when you close your eyes, all kinds of bits and pieces are spinning in your mind.

Now without him by his side, it should be even more difficult.

The phone was placed on the empty pillow next to it, where he slept.

Smelling the familiar smell that lingered between the quilts, the man's voice came from there.

Zhao Yiran closed his eyes and felt quietly.

Unconsciously, Dong Fang shouted softly a few times, "Dabao." ”

And there was no response.

Until the middle of the night, the woman woke up and saw that the pillow was still shining with a faint light.

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The numbers at the end are still increasing, and the video call has been connected for so long.

Didn't you say that he hung up the phone when he fell asleep?

The temperature of the phone case is already hot.

The woman called out to him, but there was no sound.

After hesitating, she finally pressed the red hang-up button.

When I closed my eyes again, my arm unconsciously hugged the empty pillow over there.

The warmth in my heart has not disappeared for a long time, and those all-night calls that I could only see from the Internet in the past have also been experienced by myself.

Received a reply from the man before going out in the morning.

"If you don't respond, guess you're asleep."

"I'm afraid the sound of hanging up will wake you up."

When a video call hangs up, there will be a "ding" sound, and it will also be accompanied by vibration.

Dong Fang was afraid that she would sleep too lightly, so he didn't hang up.