Over there, Yi Wenze was lighting a cigarette. Hearing her words, he obviously stopped and smiled.
"Eh? Didn't you say that your idol is very high-quality? Why is there a pornographic photo booth?" When my mother heard the candid filming, she immediately became energetic, pulled a chair completely, and sat down.
"Not that kind of video..."
"Candid photography, isn't it just that kind of photography?" Mom said with a look that I understand.
"Of course not, his character is very good!" Jiahe began to faint, full of nonsense, "This is called life perspective, you don't know it's popular now, fans like to see the real life of idols, what kind of Mango Channel's draft, this year is not about Are there any contestants who follow the film for 72 hours? That's it." As he spoke, he kicked his feet under the table desperately.
What about the plug? What about the plug? !
Suddenly, Yi Wenze raised his head and said something to his side, like the location of the door.
Mom immediately asked: "It's about to start? Who is your idol talking to?"
She had chest tightness: "how do I know."
I can't find the socket even if I live or die, do I change the location...
"Why doesn't it look like a candid photo, girl," before my mother finished speaking, a person appeared in front of the camera, walked behind Yi Wenze with a cup, and deliberately glanced at the camera, "Hey? what?"
Looking at that delicate and beautiful face, Jiahe wanted to cry without tears, but if he met Wu Zhilun again, he would definitely blow his head...
Fortunately, the next second, the video has been blacked out.
Most of what my mother said next didn't get into my ears. She just dealt with it one after another, forcibly pushed her out, and before she left, the old lady specially added: "There will be this kind of qq in the future. Pass it on to me, aren't you a screenwriter? It's better to have Fei Xiang, I like him."
"Okay." Jiahe locked the door, let out a long breath, and leaned against the wall.
After a long time, she called and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect my mother to come in suddenly."
Yi Wenze hummed lightly, "Do you still have the video?"
"no need… "
"Is the door locked?"
She hummed.
His voice dropped suddenly: "I miss you very much."
Jiahe didn't say a word, but repeated the sentence in his mind and then again. This is... the first time he said that, his voice was still light and gentle, with a bit of deep magnetism. In the past, every time she watched his confession in a movie, she could see it with enthusiasm, more excited than the heroine, but now, this is the first time he has said that to himself.
Across the phone, across more than 1,400 kilometers, I said to myself: I miss you very much.
But with four words, she opened msn again in a mysterious way.
The camera seems to have moved somewhere, and from this angle, you can almost see most of the study. Yi Wenze poured a glass of water, walked over, sat down, just looked at her like that, not in a hurry to speak. Jiahe sat awkwardly, with his eyes floating, and finally looked at him when he was really embarrassed, but when he saw those unreal brows, it became even more awkward.
"Is Beijing hot?" he asked suddenly.
"It's not very hot." Jiahe was really embarrassed to look directly at him, so he could only look down at the keyboard.
"What's the plan for tomorrow?"
"Not yet, rest this weekend."
She continued to count the keyboard.
"I'm on a morning flight, and I should be in Beijing at twelve o'clock."
Jiahe snorted and continued to count the keyboard. After counting, he suddenly looked up at him: "Are you coming to Beijing?"
He was noncommittal: "Have you decided what to bring me to eat?"
…
The next words, she obviously answered in shock. After closing the video at the end, she realized that she didn't even ask about the flight except that she knew that she arrived at Terminal 3 at twelve o'clock. Forget it, let's go to bed first. She put her phone on the alarm clock at 8 in the morning, thinking that it would take an hour to get dressed, an hour... Anyway, get up early.
So with the wish to get up early, she tossed and turned with the quilt until three o'clock, still keeping her eyes open, looking at the ceiling, and trying to hit the wall in annoyance.
Can't sleep, can't sleep at all...
As a direct result, in the taxi the next day, she almost passed out of sleep.
It was less than eleven o'clock when the car arrived at the airport. She went to the first floor to buy a large cup of coffee and sat in the corner to kill time. Should I wait at the exit, or in the parking lot? Or watching from afar? After thinking about it for a long time, there was no result. I glanced at the time, just six minutes passed.
With the paper cups folded in both hands, he began to consider the next topic.
First sentence, what should I call him
Teacher Yi? Obviously inappropriate, Azer? Seems weird too. A little girl happened to be holding the phone behind her and whispered softly in her voice. As soon as she heard it, she was chatting with her boyfriend. She had the same habit as Qiao Qiao. She called her husband from the left to the right, which was very sweet. I don't know since when, people around me have become accustomed to calling my boyfriend that way... When I remembered that I was facing Yi Wenze, I couldn't accept it, and I became even more nervous.
Looking at the time again, only three minutes have passed.
Suddenly, the phone rang, and a name in black and white flashed.
She was startled and picked it up immediately.
There was a little noise around there: "Have you gotten up yet?"
"Wake up, your plane was delayed?"
This time should be on the plane, her first reaction was to be late. It's better to arrive later to give yourself more mental preparation time.
"There was no delay," there was a sudden quarrel over there, as if there was a reporter's voice, there should be fans picking up the plane, but his voice was as gentle as ever, making her feel at ease immediately, "I'll be waiting for you in the underground garage, Call me when you arrive."
"Gene Era"
After speaking, the phone hangs up.
Jiahe recalled this sentence. Could it be that he has already arrived early? Isn't it twelve o'clock
She dialed back immediately: "I've already arrived."
Yi Wenze was slightly surprised: "So early?"
Jiahe was embarrassed: "I woke up early and came out when I had nothing to do at home. Why did you arrive so soon?" What happened to the Civil Aviation Administration? Usually, I am 100% late when I sit by myself. Did I speed up when I saw a star on the plane? It shouldn't have been an hour earlier...
Yi Wenze over there was probably on his way out. After a while, he said, "The flight arrives at the airport at 11:10. I have added some delay time. I'm afraid you will wait too long."
His voice was not loud but clear.
Arrived at 11:10, that is, with a delay of fifty minutes.
She didn't know how to answer, so she could only hold the phone in one hand and the paper cup subconsciously in the other... It wasn't until there was a soft pop that she realized that the cup had been deformed by herself, so she whispered: "When you get to the car, tell me Which district am I in, I'll find you."
"Okay, no hurry, it may take some time."
"It's okay, I'll wait for you."
When the text message came in, it was already twenty minutes before she realized the true meaning of 'it may take some time'. The underground garage of the t3 terminal can make her get lost every time, but this time she accidentally touched the location with a clear mind. Ah Qing looked under the car, and when she saw her, she immediately waved, and only said when she got close. : "Mr. Yi is over there, I'll go first."
After speaking, he really left. Jiahe slid down the car to look for it, only to see Yi Wenze sitting in the innermost car. He was in the driver's seat and seemed to see her.
Only ten steps away, she hesitated. This is completely different from making a phone call. In reality, such a person is waiting for her in the car ten steps away, but she has no idea what to say in the first sentence.
However, the first sentence was preempted by him. Just when she got into the car and wanted to ask a thoughtful question about whether she was tired or not, he naturally asked first: "Go eat first, or do you Go to the company first?"
It's still so natural, the same tone as on the phone every day.
Only then did she feel a little real: "Let's eat, were there many reporters picking up the plane just now?"
He started the car: "A lot, but they have all been taken away by Wu Zhilun."
She breathed a sigh of relief and thought for a while: "Would you like to eat at your company? Be more comfortable."
"Okay." He suddenly glanced at her.
Jia He was a little inexplicable. Just as he was about to ask what was wrong, he had already leaned over, stretched out his hand, and fastened the seat belt for her.
In fact, she was still worried about his legs when she came over. Although she kept saying on the phone that she was recovering well, she was worried after all, but now she was relieved to see how he was driving. It was warm now, the wind was blowing in through the half-opened car window, and she just felt comfortable, but after a while, she had already started to doze off unconsciously. on.
Yi Wenze looked amused, so he asked, "What time did you go to bed?"
Jiahe answered honestly, in fact, he didn't sleep much all night.
"You still don't get used to going home?"
"Maybe," Jiahe was depressed, "I don't know why, I couldn't fall asleep even after tossing and turning, and I squinted for a while when I saw the sky was getting bright. Am I looking very bad?"
Yi Wenze glanced sideways: "A little pale, you can sleep for a while in my office."
Jiahe snorted, his mind started to reverberate, sleep for a while, sleep for a while...
Then, blushed.
After a while, she couldn't hold on at all, and fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up again, the car was parked in front of a small three-story building, Yi Wenze leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest. She didn't dare to disturb him, she just blinked lightly to make the contact lenses moist again, but suddenly her right eye was blurred and the glasses fell off...
Bad luck.
She rubbed her eyes dejectedly, only to realize that Yi Wenze had woken up: "Did your contact lens fall?"
"I don't usually fall off so easily, maybe because I didn't sleep well last night."
"It's okay, I have it here."
Jiahe looked at him dumbly.
He smiled slightly: "I brought some with you. If you use it temporarily, it will be much more convenient."
Jiahe snorted, his mind started to reverberate, temporary use, temporary use...
Then, his face turned red again.