In the elevator, Duan Yuchen called Cao Run.

Cao Run, the supervisor of Ziqi Donglai, did not expect to receive a phone call from the boss in person, and said excitedly and flatteringly, "Hello, boss!"

"Arrange the breakfast you gave Miss Shu, how much did she eat?"

When the boss asked this question, he obviously knew that Ms. Shu had eaten breakfast. Cao Run became more and more excited, but he answered without any knots in his tongue: "I have eaten, almost every kind of food has a bite."

"Give me a list of the breakfast she ate a few more bites later, and report to me anytime you find her taste."

"Yes, yes." Cao Run immediately responded without hesitation, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he paid special attention at the time. He planned to prepare food for Miss Shu in the future, but he didn't expect to dedicate it to the boss. It seems that the boss It's not ordinary concern for Miss Shu.

Duan Yuchen hung up the phone. The two had known each other for more than ten years. He knew the taste of Pinellia very well, but he was not sure whether there would be any changes in the taste of Pinellia after he had been in the United States for three years, so he made this call.

On the 78th floor, Duan Yuchen temporarily put aside his personal affairs and began to concentrate on his work, while Banxia began to consider the agreement with Duan Yuchen to allow Chonglou to accept the reality of being together for a week.

Three days passed by in a hurry, and Ban Xia was going to take part in the re-examination of "Roommate" the day after tomorrow. When Ban Xia returned to the youth hostel, she suddenly saw three bouquets of white chrysanthemums in the living room.

"Chonglou, what is this?" Banxia asked, pointing at Baiju in confusion.

"Sister, let's go to Qingyan Mountain to have a look."

Chonglou's words were tactful, but he had already bought the white chrysanthemum, so naturally there was no possibility of changing it.Three of their closest relatives were buried on Qingyan Mountain. Chonglou saw that Banxia would not face the most embarrassing three years ago even if he returned to Licheng, so he resorted to this trick to force Liangshan.

For three years, for three full years, Ban Xia has been unwilling to look back on a series of events that happened three years ago. Now even her younger brother is starting to worry about her. It's time to face reality.

Ban Xia directly picked up three bouquets of white chrysanthemums, and said to Zhong Lou, "Come out, put on your shoes and go out!" With such a decisive attitude, even Chong Lou was taken aback.

I took a taxi to the Qingyanshan cemetery. Banxia and Chonglou were holding flowers. They first came to the tombstone of their parents. The parents died only two days later, so they were buried together. Banxia put two bouquets of white chrysanthemums on the tombstone He kowtowed three times before, vowing to find Chonglou to take care of him, so he said to Chonglou, "I'll go to Banxin first, and you have a few words with your parents."

"it is good."

When Ban Xia came to Ban Xin's tombstone, he found that it was cleaned very cleanly, and there was a bunch of brand new narcissus, just like what Ban Xia saw a few years ago.

Banxin's favorite flower is narcissus, not many people know about it, but including Duan Yuchen, who has the perseverance to send a bouquet of narcissus to Banxin's tombstone every day?It won't be Duan Yuchen himself, but it is very likely someone he sent.Every time Banxin's memorial day comes, he is always busy with enthusiasm, and almost does everything he can do, without any help from her.If that wasn't obvious enough to express his affection for Banxin, what about him letting himself wear a pink dress?

Later, when Banxia realized that Duan Yuchen liked Banxin more and more, more details showed that he cared about and never forgot about Banxin, and she almost didn't want to recall it.

Banxia withdrew her thoughts, put the white chrysanthemum in front of Banxin's tomb, caressed the tombstone, and whispered softly: "Banxin, there is such a person in the world who loves you so deeply and never forgets, you are much happier than me And you, who are in heaven, should be happy too."

Ban Xia slowly closed her eyes and raised her head, trying not to shed tears. If she found Ban Xin's abnormality and followed, wouldn't something happen to Ban Xin, and she could grow up happily under Duan Yuchen's protection?

"Sister!" Chong Lou couldn't help shouting, looking at Ban Xia who was standing in front of the tombstone with her eyes closed and silent.

Ban Xia opened her eyes, her eye sockets were slightly red, but she tried to smile and said: "Chong Lou, talk to Ban Xin, let's go."

"Ah."

If the Duan family owed their life to the Shu family, then after relying on Duan Yuchen to save Chong Lou this time, the two families would be settled, and she would definitely not bear to let Duan Yuchen go!

Ban Xia stood in front of the tombstone, silently looking at Ban Xin, who was always 13 years old in the photo, and said nothing: Ban Xin, please forgive me for doing this.

When Banxia and Chonglou left Qingyan Mountain, both of them felt a little heavy, but Chonglou tried hard to dilute their sad emotions with jokes, but it still didn't help.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the two of them gradually recovered their mood. Those who are alive still have to look forward after all.

As the setting sun approached, Ban Xia moved a recliner on the balcony of the youth hostel, and enjoyed the sunset while reading a book while drinking tea, and Chong Lou had already prepared dinner.

"Sister, it's time to eat!" My sister always took care of him, but today it was rare for my sister to let go, and he was very happy to be able to cook a meal for her.

"Here we come!" Banxia packed up the teacups and books and walked into the living room. I don't know if it's because of the intimacy of returning to Licheng. Banxia found that the situation of the Chonglou is good recently, so she let him cook with confidence, " My Zhonglou is becoming more and more virtuous."

"I learned from my sister." Chong Lou said with a smile, brought out two plates of cold dishes, Ban Xia hurriedly filled up the soup, and served the hot dishes on the table.

Before eating, Ban Xia was a little confused: "Chong Lou, why haven't I seen you go to the library these two days?"

Banxia clearly remembered that before returning to Huaxia from the United States, Chonglou said that she must take a good look at Huaxia's library. Many materials could not be found in the United States. She did not expect that Chonglou would die after only a few days of shopping.

"Of course I'm going to the library, but I got a library card, borrowed a few books, digested them first, and then I'll go."

"So it's like this, don't be too tired after reading, the book needs to be read intensively."

"Yeah." Chonglou nodded, and first scooped up a bowl of soup for Banxia, ​​"Sister, let's eat first."

"Okay, drink the soup made by Chonglou." The temperature of the soup is suitable. Ban Xia slowly drank the pork rib soup. The taste is far more delicious than the one in the United States. Maybe it's because of returning to the motherland. I can't help but admire , "My Chonglou's soup making skills have become more and more exquisite."

"Thanks for the compliment, sister, do you want another bowl?" Like a salesman, Chong Lou enthusiastically picked up a large spoon and was about to scoop it up for Pinellia.

Ban Xia hurriedly waved his hand: "Let's talk after the meal, if I drink two bowls of soup first, I won't be able to eat this meal, isn't it a waste of Chef Chong Lou's skill?"

"Okay! Let's eat first." Chong Lou finished his soup, and Ban Xia started to eat.

After the two finished eating slowly, Banxia asked Chonglou while cleaning up the dishes: "Chonglou, didn't you show the first half of the novel to the editor a few days ago? What did the editor say?"

Ban Xia calculated the time, according to the previous work efficiency of Shen Da's editor, today should be able to produce results.

"Editor Shen said that the first half is well written, but the number of publications depends on the level of the latter part."

As soon as Ban Xia heard it, she knew that there was no problem with the publication, and she quickly praised: "I don't know the level of Chonglou's re-editing? Filling in the holes one by one later, it must be more exciting, and the essence of the full text is in the second half!"

"Because I'm back in China, editor Shen said that this first release can be held in Licheng, Imperial Capital, Magic City and other places for signings, which will have a better publicity effect."

"Signing session..." Ban Xia thinks this is a good idea, but reveals new worries, "Although it sounds good, but as long as you meet a crazy fan, you might be harassed|harassed| The signing event means that your personal image needs to be public, and you will become half a public figure."

Pinellia is in the entertainment industry. Although she is not famous yet, she has some understanding of public figures. The more famous a star, the more money she makes, but she has little privacy. It takes a lot of money to hide things from others. Do your best.Because no matter any trivial matter, there will be competent paparazzi to help you pull it out and publicize it.

Ban Xia is mentally prepared to face these incidents, but she doesn't want Chong Lou to have to face these things. Coupled with his physical condition, Ban Xia feels that it is good for Chong Lou to write books quietly now, and there is no need for sales. And hold a signing party.

Chonglou naturally heard the meaning of her sister's words, thinking of her sister's pressure, and their Shu family's past - if it was exposed, it would undoubtedly bring a lot of trouble to her sister, thinking this way, Chonglou will have only a little The thought was extinguished: "Sister, I just said that casually, you just listen to it casually, don't take it seriously."

Ban Xia finished washing the dishes, turned her head to look at the heavy building leaning on the kitchen door frame, and said dotingly: "Silly brother, I know you so well, I know better than anyone else whether you are serious or not, but you can figure it out." it's the best."

The muddy waters of public figures can't let Chonglou sink in, she hopes that Chonglou can grow up under her wings.

"I know that sister knows me best, and she loves me the most!" Chonglou spat out her hands, and went to the sink to help put the dishes on the shelf.

The two watched TV for a while after eating, and Chong Lou concentrated on playing the computer in the living room again. He got up and patted Chong Lou on the shoulder: "Get up and move around, don't keep playing the computer, it's not good for your health."

"Yes." Chonglou got up and moved his neck, and suddenly saw that Banxia was still wearing a silk scarf around his neck, and couldn't help showing doubts, "Sister, why have you been wearing a silk scarf lately?"

In Zhonglou's impression, her sister pays more attention to personal image because of her work, but she doesn't still wear a silk scarf at home, which feels weird when she thinks about it.

Ban Xia's face turned red when he heard the words, although the strawberry print was already very shallow, but he was still afraid that Chong Lou would find out, so Ban Xia was always wearing a silk scarf, when Chong Lou looked over curiously at the suspicious flush on Ban Xia At that time, Banxia reached out and flicked his head: "What are you looking at? I just found that silk scarves are more popular in Licheng. I just want to get used to it. Seeing how boring you are, go and get "Speech and Eloquence" for me." .”

"Okay." Chonglou agreed very readily, and immediately went into Banxia's bedroom to look for books.

The house they rented was two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. All kinds of books, most of which are in English, were brought back from the United States by Ban Xia reluctantly throwing them away.

Chonglou only glanced at it, and soon saw the book "Speech and Eloquence". When he pulled out this book, suddenly the next book fell down with a clang.Chonglou dodged in a hurry, looked at the book that fell on the floor and hurriedly picked it up, and found that the photos in the book had also been thrown out, Chonglou picked up the books and photos, looked at the man in the photo, with puzzled eyes.

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