Since the day they talked about the double life, Ji Youyan and Jingxiu have not deliberately exchanged any regrets about missing the past few years in the previous life, but when they encounter something occasionally, they will mention it casually like gossip and no longer hide it. The relationship between the two is unprecedentedly comfortable and tacit, and intimate.
The day before the opening ceremony and press conference of "Sunflowers in the Night", almost all the main creators joined the group, and the crew conducted a long reading of the script. In the evening, after the script reading was over, Gu Lingfeng and the screenwriter had some questions that Jingxiu had just raised during the reading process and needed to continue discussing with Jingxiu. Jingxiu took Yao Xiao and left him alone.
Ji Youyan followed the assistant director to confirm the service and changed, and then returned to the place of accommodation first. She took a bath, washed away the stickiness and heat, and calmed down slowly. She and Jingxiu are almost inseparable these days, so there are some things that she has not had time to do until now.
She went to the study, took out paper and pencils from the drawer, and while sharpening the pencil with a knife, she replayed Dao Kong's face in her mind. Then, she pursed her lips, concentrated her efforts, and drew the outline of Dao Kong on the paper like a spirit. look.
She has to find Daokong, otherwise she will never be able to really rest assured.
In a short while, Daokong's kind-hearted look gradually appeared on the paper, Ji Youyan was about to make adjustments, when the phone on the side suddenly rang.
It was Wei Yizhen's phone number.
Wei Yizhen discussed with her about the studio, and hoped that Ji Youyan would come back sometime and interview the newcomers who were preparing to sign with her. Ji Youyan turned over the filming schedule given by the producer, and agreed with her on a time. Before hanging up, she remembered something, and asked Wei Yizhen to help her find out Wang Junchan's Weibo account, Tieba account and all social media accounts as much as possible based on some fragmentary clues she found when she was with Wang Junchan before.
Wei Yizhen's eyelids jumped, and he asked Ji Youyan, "Why did you mention her suddenly?"
Ji Youyan turned the paper to a blank page, wrote a few dates on the paper, and replied indifferently: "She owes me something, it's time to pay me back."
"What do you want to do?" Wei Yi was really worried.
Ji You said lightly, "Sister Wei, you'll know when the time comes." She reassured Wei Yizhen: "Sister Wei, don't worry, I'm measured."
Have a measure? Is she sure? ! She dared to forget that she was in a mess in Jingxiu's affairs. Wei Yizhen was laughed at by her lack of self-knowledge, but in the end, well, most of the time Ji You's words and actions are still very reliable. Wei Yizhen believed her temporarily and agreed.
Ji Youyan hung up the phone and looked at the dates on the paper with a faint gaze.
In those days, it was a male singer in the circle who was accused of being vague on some sensitive issues because of his family's inappropriate words, which caused widespread public discussion. It happened to be a sensitive period, and the official added fuel to the flames. Starting from the problem of the male singer, the public was quickly brought to the rhythm, and the pickets picked up stars who may also have problems with their positions on related issues.
As for Wang Junchan and Ji Youyan, they have been with her for a long time, and they have already figured out that she is a person who is yellow on the outside and white on the inside, and who despises her very much. When there was Wang Junchan's life account, she could occasionally see Wang Junchan's secret meaning in the circle of friends. This is the high voltage line. At that time, they only need to throw an introduction, and there will naturally be people behind to help set the fire on fire. There is no need to do anything. With the help of strength, Wang Junchan can't clean up, and her career as a media person is over.
Ji Youyan actually didn't like this kind of atmosphere, but she didn't want to be soft-hearted to someone like Wang Junchan, and she didn't want to get dirty with Axiu's hands to solve it. If either of them had to do something mean, she would do it.
Wang Junchan calculated that she could;
Ji Youyan looked at the paper, her eyes getting colder. She tore off the piece of paper very slowly, as if tearing off Wang Junchan's disgusting face. She gave a sneer, smashed it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can in disgust.
There was a faint sound of opening the door, it should be Jingxiu coming back. Ji Youyan said the coldness between his brows disappeared in an instant, his eyes filled with tenderness, he pressed down the painting, got up and went out to meet Jingxiu.
After Jingxiu came back, he discussed the script change with Ji Youyan for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, he was going to take a bath, but Ji Youyan pulled her to give her a routine massage.
I don’t know if it’s the Dragon Boat Festival or not. These days, it has been raining and raining, causing Jingxiu’s broken ribs to always hurt. Ji Youyan felt distressed and insisted on helping Jingxiu massage. Whether it is useful or not, it is always better than nothing. Jingxiu couldn't beat her, so he had to tell Ji Youyan not to use the hand that was not fully cultivated, but only one hand to massage.
While pushing and holding it, Ji Yuyan's phone rang again. This time the caller ID is Zhong Qingyu.
Ji Yuyan stopped and answered the phone with his clean hand.
Zhong Qingyu knew that she had already joined the group and couldn't go home on the Dragon Boat Festival, so she asked Ji Youyan if she wanted to eat zongzi, so that it would be convenient for her to send some zongzi made at home to her address.
Ji Youyan has been away from home all these years, and Ji Youyan is almost a person who does not meet the New Year's Day. If it weren't for the fact that she spent it with Jingxiu this year, she would almost forget that the Dragon Boat Festival is coming. She was greedy for the zongxiang in her hometown a few years ago, but she has already put it down in recent years. But in the end, he still didn't want to brush Zhong Qingyu's good intentions, so Ji Youyan agreed.
Before hanging up the phone, Zhong Qingyu spoke to him and suddenly said, "Does she like to eat salty or sweet?"
"Huh?" Ji Youyan didn't react for a while.
Zhong Qingyu was heartbroken, raised her volume and asked again, "What flavor does she like to eat?"
This time Ji Youyan understood, she subconsciously looked at Jingxiu, Jingxiu was lying on her stomach, turned her head sideways and looked at her quietly. Ji Youyan frowned and turned on the speaker, "Mom, wait a minute, I'll ask her."
Jingxiu was inexplicable.
Ji Youyan smiled and said, "Axiu, my mother asked you if you like sweet zongzi or salty zongzi? She made it for you."
Jingxiu's long eyelashes trembled, and he slowly revealed a shy smile, and said softly, "I like everything from Auntie."
Ji Youyan slapped Jingxiu's red lips recklessly, and said happily to Zhong Qingyu, "Mom, you heard that."
Zhong Qingyu found out that Ji Youyan was turning on the speaker, inexplicably embarrassed, and whispered, "Then I will pack some salty and sweet. Okay, that's it", and quickly hung up the phone.
Jingxiu felt that Zhong Qingyu's reaction was a bit funny, Ji Youyan leaned in to kiss Jingxiu's smiling eyes, and teased her: "You can't run away now, my mother recognizes your daughter-in-law."
Seeing Ji Youyan happy, Jingxiu was also happy in her heart, but she still raised her eyebrows and pretended to be disgusted: "Just a few zongzi want to tie me up?"
Ji Youyan gave a dissatisfied "Oh?" and asked back, "Is it a zongzi that binds you?" Her slender fingertips slid gently on Jingxiu Ruyu's back, and said meaningfully: "Did you bind you? Isn't it me who is ingenious and skilled?" She bit the word "skill" in "excellent skill" very ambiguous.
Jingxiu couldn't hear the overtones in her idioms, and was amused by her shamelessness. But she couldn't lose the place. She looked indifferent, grabbed Ji Youyan's wicked hand with her backhand, stood up and said to her, "Are you still pressing? If you don't, I'm going to take a bath."
Ji Youyan remembered the business, and quickly pressed her shoulder lightly and said, "Don't move around, it's not over yet."
Jingxiu chuckled lightly and fell down again. Her long hair like a waterfall scatters on the pillow, and her bare back is as beautiful as a picture scroll. Ji Youyan was very skilled, and pressed her with great care and gentleness. The force was not too much, not too much, just right—if the force was not enough, it would be ineffective, and if the force was too strong, it would hurt her.
"Axiu." Ji Youyan groaned and said, "Actually, if you don't like my mother, there is no need to contact her for me."
Jingxiu asked strangely, "Why do you say that?"
"She used to... be so rude to you." Ji Youyan sighed.
Jingxiu smiled lightly, "It's not all in the past, everything has started anew, isn't it?" She turned her head to Ji Youyan and asked back, "My mother also did a lot of things, you hold grudges. her?"
Ji Yuyan naturally shook his head. Putting herself in her own shoes and comparing her heart to her heart, Jing Shurong just stood in her mother's position and did what she thought was good for her daughter.
Jingxiu pursed her lips, and said in a cool tone, "Then in your opinion, do I look stingier than you?"
Ji Youyan understood what she meant, and smiled and admitted her mistake: "Yes, yes, it is I who treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."
Jingxiu snorted and ignored her.
Ji Youyan remembered something, and hesitantly said: "Axiu, before... my father didn't come to see me at the end, did he? He..." Ji Youyan's eyes darkened, and he dared not express his guess.
Jingxiu thought that Ji Youyan had misunderstood Ji Changsong and didn't want to see her until the end, so he denied it with a straight face, "Yanyan, your father didn't mean to not see you."
Ji Youyan's heart sank, that's because her mother couldn't contact her, or she didn't contact her at all, so that she didn't even send her father off for the last time.
Seeing that her face was not good, Jingxiu pulled Bo's blanket in front of him, turned over and sat up, "Sister Wei said at the time that your father was paralyzed because of his illness, and he could no longer speak and take care of himself, so there was no way to come here. It was also very chaotic, and I didn’t have the intention to investigate the cause, but I kept remembering it after I came back, so people paid more attention to your father’s body.”
Jingxiu's words were calm, but Ji Youyan's words were sour and unbearable, with mixed feelings. Not only did she fail to fulfill her responsibilities as a child, but she also blamed Ji Changsong for a long time after her rebirth; moreover, she also blamed Jingxiu for Axiu's investigation into her...
Saying thank you and saying sorry are too light.
Jingxiu saw through Ji Youyan's emotions, reached out and touched Ji Youyan's forehead to show comfort, and calmly changed the subject: "Eating zongzi, is the Dragon Boat Festival coming soon?"
Ji Youyan felt Jingxiu's silent enlightenment, rubbed his forehead against Jingxiu's palm, gave her a "um", and answered her in obedience: "Well. Are you celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival?" Speaking of which, they used to be in We have been together for nearly six years, but we have never had a Dragon Boat Festival together.
"Occasionally." In France, that's fine. After returning to China, occasionally grandfather or Tao Xingruo would invite her home to celebrate the festival together.
Ji Youyan asked her, "Then do you know the customs of the Dragon Boat Festival?"
Jingxiu shook his head and looked at her with interest.
Ji Youyan winked at her, turned and stretched out his hand to open the bedside drawer, took out two things, grabbed Jingxiu's hand and put it in her palm.
Jingxiu looked down and saw that there was a delicate sachet and a cute panda head woven with black and white threads... ?
"Egg bag." Ji Youyan answered her doubts. "Dragon Boat Festival with salted duck eggs."
Jingxiu looked at the sachet and egg bag, looking a little strange and amazing. Ji Youyan explained to Jingxiu: "Dragon Boat Festival was a very grand celebration in ancient times, so many customs have been passed down, including the well-known eating zongzi and dragon boat racing. Wearing sachets for children on the Dragon Boat Festival is also one of the customs. It can ward off evil spirits.”
Jingxiu rubbed the sachet with sweetness in his heart, and teased Ji You with his lips, "Then I'm not a child."
Ji You said with tender eyes, tapped the tip of Jingxiu's nose, and seemed to murmur, "You are, my little girl, the little girl I will always take good care of."
That gentle touch, like a point on the apex of Jingxiu's heart, made Jingxiu's heart throb.
"Besides, sachets have other meanings." Ji Youyan looked at Jingxiu with fiery eyes and said, "Among unmarried young people, sachets are also used to express love."
Ripples spread round after round on Jingxiu Xin Lake, the corners of her lips deepened, and she rubbed the panda egg bag in her hand with a little redness between her brows, and asked Ji You, "What about this? Why do you have salted duck eggs?"
"There is a fairy tale here. It is said that the Dragon Boat Festival uses a bag of eggs to hold duck eggs, and you can bring them on your body, so you can turn bad luck into good luck." Ji You said in a serious tone, "So on the Dragon Boat Festival, you have to remember to bring it."
Jingxiu's eyes twitched, and it was very helpful for her to be considerate, but he still teased her, "You are so superstitious."
Ji Youyan was slightly stunned, smiled and didn't speak - maybe it was superstition. The heart has a wish, and there is no room for failure, so all the dharmas are fully believed.
Jingxiu thought of something from her expression, and consciously lost her words, her heart softened and soft. She pressed the egg bag and the sachet under the pillow cherishly, grabbed her hand and put it on her lips and asked, "Did you make it yourself?"
Ji Youyan's eyes fell on her lips, and he answered her absentmindedly, "Yeah."
Jingxiu lowered his head and gently kissed her fingertips with his lips, kissing her finger by finger. "Well, it's ingenuity." She raised her eyes and looked at Ji Youyan tenderly, and said sincerely, "Yanyan, what else is there that you can't?"
Every time Jingxiu looks at her with such eyes, Ji Youyan's heart is hot and swollen - it's Jingxiu who everyone is looking up at, who is taking himself so seriously, in his heart. The fingertips were warm and itchy, and the lower abdomen was also hot. Ji Youyan couldn't help rubbing Jingxiu's lips with his fingertips, and said slowly, "No... let you cry."
She got close to Jingxiu, almost against Jingxiu's lips, and bewitched her: "It will only make you, very happy." As she spoke, she pulled down Jingxiu's thin quilt.
Jingxiu smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and let Ji You do whatever he wanted, taking whatever he wanted.
The charming spring light filled the room, and the frenzy came. After the extreme joy, Jingxiu covered her eyes to calm her breath, and heard Ji Youyan breathing like blue in her ear: "I'm sorry, I lied to you."
She moved Jingxiu's catkin away and kissed the corner of Jingxiu's eyes lovingly.
"I made you cry." She smiled slyly, looking quite happy.
Jingxiu was heartbroken and wanted to lift his foot and kick Ji Youyan down.