After saying this, he straightened up and continued to replay the clip. When the girl on the screen was bowing her head and handing out her purse, someone suddenly knocked on the door. A very regular voice, it sounds like he is asking carefully. Jiahe glanced at Yi Wenze nervously, he just looked at the picture quietly, and said a few words in a calm manner.
The person who pushed in the door was the one who ran out very well at first. As if to resolve the embarrassment, he specially brought two cups of tea: "How does Teacher Yi look?" Yi Wenze took the two cups of tea and handed a cup to Jiahe: "The woman's voice is too low, I need to change 20 Re-matching around the age of 2," After a pause, he looked at her inquiringly, "What do you think?"
Jiahe held the cup and answered in a eloquent voice: "This little girl's voice is too tender," to prove that she had heard it, she added, "It feels like an underage girl is talking, the whole feeling is The play looks weird."
Then he took a sip of water.
It's over, he said I love you, but I didn't say anything...
When I woke up the next day, this matter had completely become a knot in my heart.
She bit her toothbrush and looked at the picture in the mirror. Yi Wenze was drying her hair with a bath towel, and she was half-mouthed foam, which was too unpleasant. In the end, she couldn't help but called Xiao Yu.
"You are a screenwriter, when is the best time and place, why don't you ask me?" Xiao Yu was filming a car commercial in Xinjiang, and her ears hurt when she heard the wind: "It's strange, why did you say this for the first time? Disaster?"
Someone was communicating opinions over there, Xiao Yu asked a few words, and then seemed to find a place with less wind: "Actually, it's not difficult, the first kiss, the first night you have the opportunity to say, that day in the recording studio, you You can also cooperate with a sentence, and you will miss it."
Jiahe is also sighing, you said why I didn't think of it.
Women are such strange creatures.
I remember all the first times so clearly, and I deliberately want to be different. In fact, everyone understands that breaking the first time has become synonymous with daily good morning. That night, Yi Wenze just came as he wanted, but it became a daunting task for her.
Fortunately, Yi Wenze was born in autumn, on October 17th.
She pondered a lot of programs, but after watching the post-production schedule, she decided not to bother. The 7-inch cheese cake was covered with a layer of mango and strawberries. Xiao Yu looked at it and pouted, saying that after eating this thing, he would definitely get tired of it. Jiahe scoffed, "Yi Wenze loves cheese."
Of course, I like it too.
"What other sideshows are there?"
She shook her head at the glass cabinet: "No, he's been busy recently, I don't want to toss anymore."
"It's obviously your first birthday, how can you be such an old couple?"
Jiahe took the cake box and carefully held it in his hand: "Then let me tell you, he is going to celebrate his birthday with Beijing movie fans tonight, and he will return to the company very late. What would you say?"
Xiao Yu repeated bitterly: "Sister Xing is not easy, it is not easy."
The fans' birthday party started at 7 o'clock. She was afraid that Yi Wenze would come back early, so she bought a hot dog in the store and went back to the production company to make a cup of hot coffee, which was considered as a solution for dinner.
This year's autumn came very early, and it was also very cold, and it was not yet the heating day. By nine o'clock, she was already jumping up and down from the cold, so she had to turn on the electric blanket, huddled on the bed in the bedroom, and continued watching TV to kill time. Just when my hands and feet were warm, I suddenly remembered that the cake should be put in the refrigerator, so I hurriedly got out of the quilt to put the cake.
The living room was not big at all, and because it was his birthday, it was full of gifts from fans from all over the world.
She always said she wanted to clean up, but she couldn't find time to sort things out. Unexpectedly, she had free time today. Boxes large and small, and letters, as she was dizzy, she heard someone knocking on the door.
Don't have a key? Should not be ah.
Walking over to open the door, only to see that it was Wu Zhilun's little assistant. When she saw that it was her, she was at a loss: "Mr. Yi isn't there?"
Jiahe shook his head: "I haven't come back yet, is there something wrong?"
The little assistant hesitated for a long time before saying it was all right, holding the box and leaving again. She knew it was a gift by looking at the packaging. She didn't understand why this child was so squeamish about giving a birthday present. The little boy looked back at her and continued the psychological struggle. In the end, he gritted his teeth and handed the box to her, saying that it was brought to Teacher Yi for help.
The light green box, tied with a silver ribbon, is very small.
She just took it, and the little assistant ran away. It was not until she entered the room and closed the door that she understood the reason why the little boy was at a loss. There was no card attached to the outside of the box, but when she turned it over, she could see the words at the bottom: Azer, happy 34th birthday. The handwriting of the signature is dragon and phoenix dance, but it can also be seen that it is the word Tianchu.
Silver handwriting, in the light of the wall lamp, is quite luxurious.
Thinking of the birthday present she prepared, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so why didn't she pick something substantial and keep it? It will be a memorial for many years to come.
The room was getting colder and colder. She had been wearing a short skirt on purpose. After all this tossing, her nose was stuffy. After a few minutes of distress, Jiahe put the box on the table and continued to get under the quilt in the bedroom to keep warm. From awake to dazed, and then from drowsy to awake, there was only the sound of the TV in the cold room. Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock, there was only the sound of the key opening the door.
came back
She hurriedly got out of the quilt, and when she ran out of the bedroom, Yi Wenze closed the door with both hands.
Because he came in from the freezing cold outside, and there was still cold air all over his body, Jiahe couldn't stop shivering as soon as he got closer. In such a cold day, even Yi Wenze was wearing a leather jacket, but she was wearing only a short skirt and swayed in front of him: "Have you eaten? Are you still hungry?"
The hair is a little messy, and it looks like it is pressed by sleep.
Yi Wenze stretched out his hand to take care of it for her: "After eating, they bought a lot of things, and there was a big cheese cake."
In a word, the fire was completely extinguished.
She originally wanted to blow out the candles in the dark room, have a little emotional picture, and say some memorable words. But as soon as he heard that he had been fed by the fans' cake, he immediately lost his plans.
Can't pour him a glass of hot water and say 'Happy birthday dear, I love you'
Yi Wenze took off his coat and hung it up. Seeing that she was staring at him, he asked, "Are you hungry?" Jiahe then came to his senses and hurriedly poured him hot tea, saying, didn't I tell you earlier, today? My mother cooked a lot of dishes for the meal at home, and I still support it now.
He took the water and put it in his palm for a while before touching her face: "I'm sorry, they were a little late today."
The palm of the hand is hot, the fingers are still a little cool, and the face is very tactile.
Today's movie fans will tell themselves long ago, but now they are depressed because they have no chance. Jiahe secretly sighed hypocritically, and then pouted: "You Beijing movie fans have always been the most enthusiastic, this time is already too early." Anyway, there is no romantic basis for the environment, and 'Happy Birthday' was also said when I woke up in the morning, She finally took a breath, gave up completely, and got back to the bedroom.
Turn off the TV and turn on the music.
It was when he was about to do bedtime hypnosis that he realized that the outhouse had been silent, and he didn't know what Yi Wenze was doing. But it was so cold that she could only raise her voice: "It's very late, do you want to take a shower first?" After asking, she could only climb out of the warm quilt for the third time. There was no one in the living room, and the light in the kitchen was on.
When she walked in with her arms around her arms, Yi Wenze was bending over and took out a knife from the cupboard. The cake she bought was on the table.
Jiahe was surprised: "Aren't you full?"
The dark silver blade cut the cake neatly into six pieces. The most important thing is that he cut it very carefully. Each piece was left with a strawberry, which was dotted on the bright yellow mango. The bright red lure. people.
But the problem is, for a person who has eaten cheese just now and is full, it may not be so tempting.
"Suddenly I'm a little hungry." Yi Wenze washed his hands and took a bite to eat.
The music was looping forever, the low voice of the lead singer of Stratovarius, coming from the bedroom, like it was in his study that night. It was exactly as planned, except that there were no candles, and the birthday party even cut the cake... Jiahe walked over resignedly and ate one with him. The slightly sourness of strawberries and mango softened the sweetness of cheese.
She ate slowly, then said softly, "Happy birthday."
He lowered his head and put a light kiss on her lips: "Thank you wife."
Works well too, doesn't it
She comforted herself and continued to bite the cake, but halfway through she felt something was wrong. He had already picked up the third piece and was eating it, very quiet, with an expression like he was savouring it. She stared at him as if she understood what he meant. She didn't know what to say for a while, but after a while, she said, "You'll get tired of eating like this."
It was really said by the smiling crow's mouth...
Yi Wenze picked up the fourth piece and directly fed the only strawberry into her mouth: "Why did you choose this song?" Jiahe bit the strawberry and murmured vaguely, "Ask knowingly..."
He continued to chew slowly: "The first time you lived with me, this song was playing in my study."
Jiahe blushed, how could he just put it in his mouth... so strange
She was still reminiscing about how nervous she was that night, and he would be depressed because of emotional hurt, so she was suddenly pulled into his arms and kissed. It is rich and tangy, and the whole kitchen is filled with this aroma, but it is no match for the taste of lips and teeth. She couldn't tell if the cake was too sweet or if his kiss was too gentle, but after a while, she was out of breath and struggled to avoid him: "There's still one piece to eat..." He smiled instead: "Wife, don't buy cheese next time."
She didn't react for a while: "Don't you like this flavor the most?"
"With the ones here, I have eaten more than nine inches of cheese today." He seemed calm, picked up the glass on the shelf and took a full glass of cold water. This silent action told Jiahe very bluntly that he was really tired of it... I don't know how many times the song has been looped, and it was obviously very joyful, but it made her nose slightly sour.
Watching him drink half a glass of water in one gulp, she walked over and took his arm.
He looked down at her, and there was so much tenderness in those eyes that she almost forgot to say anything. After a long pause, she looked straight into his eyes: "I love you."