"I gave you a pulse, it should be low blood sugar, what is wrong with you? dizziness and nausea?"

Jiang Chen barely stood up, leaned against the wall and thanked weakly: "I'm okay, thank you...... Sister. ”

Speaking of which, he debuted before Xiangyi, but he is only 19 years old this year.

Xiang Yi still liked this kind of polite and good-looking child, and asked, "Are you going to go to this dressing room to rest for a while?" she added, "I'm not going in to you alone." ”

After all, she still has a reputation for 'ruining' little fresh meat at every turn......

Jiang Chen obviously knew about those rumors, and his expression was slightly embarrassed, "No, it's an old problem, don't bother my sister." ”

Xiang Yi bowed slightly: "Okay, then you take care of yourself." ”

After that, he really didn't mean to continue to care about him, and Shi Shiran entered the dressing room with his skirt.

Jiang Chen's heart was inexplicably filled with strange feelings, and the ghost made a god call Xiangyi: "Sister...... And the sugar?"

Because of the recent recording of "Heartbeat", the agent has always said that he looks fat in the live broadcast camera, he basically hasn't eaten anything these days, and he will squeeze time to do sports and dance at night, he is afraid that he will faint again at the annual meeting site later.

Xiang Yi took out a few candies from his handbag and gave them to him.

Fudge, fruit candy, chocolate you name it.

She likes children, so she has candy on her body all year round.

But it seems to be used to coax friends lately......

Jiang Chen rubbed the edge of the candy wrapper and said in a low voice, "Thank you." He is not a person who can speak well, and he has always been in a passive state in social interactions, but at this time, he strangely began to have nothing to say, "Is my sister a Chinese medicine doctor?"

"I just know a little bit about the skin. The girl's clear eyes fell on him, her slender eyelashes blinked, and she saw through Jiang Chen's crampedness and uneasiness at a glance, and she said, "I'll move a chair to you?"

Jiang Chen was obviously relieved, and the next second he hung his head and felt ashamed.

He felt that he was really conflicted, afraid of having an affair with Xiangyi, but he couldn't help but want to rely on her like a fledgling.

But Xiang Yi didn't seem to care, and brought him a chair with a back, and also gave him a cute pillow from Anan.

At the end of the corridor that no one paid attention to, after the voice-activated lights went out, it was dim and hazy, Xiang Yi didn't talk to him again, the surroundings were very quiet, but Jiang Chen felt extremely safe.

He pinched the suede pillow, which was soft and warm.

The rich milky aroma blooms on the tip of the tongue, the dizziness subsides, and the eyesight and physical strength begin to slowly recover.

I couldn't help but peek at the dressing room, the door was ajar, and I could vaguely see the skirt of the girl dragging the ground, like the red freesia raised by my mother in my hometown, the brightest and most brilliant appearance when it was in full bloom.

She...... It's not the same as rumored.

In fact, as long as he pushed the door open with a little force, he could see clearly what Xiang Yi was doing.

Playing with mobile phones, being in a daze, touching up makeup?

But the light in Jiang Chen's eyes only burned for a moment, and then it dimmed again.

...

When Anan came to pick him up, Jiang Chen had already left.

A few pieces of candy wrappers were placed on the cushion as if they were standing in a military posture, as if they were having obsessive-compulsive disorder.

......

Babysitter in the car.

Anan held the handbag for Xiangyi, felt that the bag kept vibrating, and hurriedly took out the mobile phone inside.

"Obediently, you see if anyone is looking for you in a hurry. ”

Swipe the screen and see the text message from an unknown contact.

Click on, it's a photo of the cerebellar axe, no more, no less, nine photos.

and two text messages:

- It's very well-behaved.

- Watching the live stream in my arms.