Are you trying to tease me [Entertainment]

Xi Yuan thought it was a coincidence.

In fact, he didn't have much hope that he could see himself for the last time.

After all, it was already such a mouthful to even say it.

As for practicality, it is basically nonexistent.

Based on his understanding of Luo Jia, this memorial service must be a big one.

Like this kind of seemingly inadvertent, but of course, it will not be said to be a hot search for posing for a photo, but it can also highlight the perfect opportunity for you to show your pear blossom with rain, affectionate and unrepentant. Whoever doesn't grasp it is an idiot.

Fortunately, I was probably burned to ashes in the fire, at least there was no room for him to spoil the corpse, but thinking that Luo Jia would probably hold his urn and cry, Xi Yuan still felt that he was dirty The way of reincarnation.

Fuck it.

With a tut, Xi Yuan touched his chin, a little annoyed.

He took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his coat and checked the time. Seeing that he had stayed for about 2 minutes, Xi Yuan turned around and planned to leave.

It's not too late now, he plans to go back and study it carefully, and think about whether there is a way to sneak into his memorial service tomorrow to see himself off for the last time.

As for hooking up with Yu... Yu Fengqiao.

It must be the name, he scratched the back of his head and recalled.

He actually understood what his agent was thinking.

After all, this gentleman looks like a thigh, and he accidentally became someone's lifesaver.

His life is all given by him, what's wrong with bundling and hyping it up, if you don't even cooperate with this, it's simply inhumane.

But Xi Yuan privately felt that there was no need for this. He had written lyrics and composed music for more than ten years, and if he practiced his singing skills systematically, he would not worry about being sold.

He felt that he could see a bright future.

It's enough to hype this kind of thing with your thighs in your arms. How can you bind someone to become a long-term meal ticket.

It doesn't matter if this good relationship doesn't end.

With this free time, why not think about how to sneak into your memorial service tomorrow.

Just when Xi Yuan's thoughts drifted farther and farther and he almost couldn't take it back, he suddenly heard someone calling himself behind him.

"Hey! Xiaoxi, why are you here?"

He adapted quite quickly to his new identity, and turned around with a polite and well-behaved smile.

Turning around, he saw that standing behind him was the only lady who didn't come to care for Yu Fengqiao earlier today, but came to talk to him.

"Come to Aunt Cheng soon, is it cold outside?" The lady waved at Ye Yuanxi quickly, "I told you that Uncle Xu's voice is fine, so you're really caring if you come here .”

Ye Yuanxi didn't know why, but still shook his head with a smile: "It's okay."

No matter what you want to do, first promise to come down,

This little young man's voice is really beautiful, and the rising end of his speech is clear and clear. Some teenagers are brisk and immature, but more of them are men's magnetism. If you take a few lessons well, singing will not be a problem at all.

"Come in quickly, what are you doing standing in the corridor blowing the air." Cheng Yue wrapped her coat tightly and took two steps outside the door, pulling Ye Yuanxi into the room.

The room was very warm, and Ye Yuanxi was not very restrained, and took off his coat with Cheng Yue and sat down on the sofa.

Hearing the movement outside, the door of the study was opened, and a refined man in his 60s or [-]s came out.Probably due to poor health, I was indoors at the moment, wearing a thick sweater, and wrapped it tightly in a windproof jacket.

Ye Yuanxi stood up very quickly and gave the sofa to the gentleman: "You sit."

"Okay, okay." Xu Chang sat down next to his wife, and after calling Ye Yuanxi to sit down on the small sofa on the left and right, he turned his head and said to his wife angrily, "Today Xiaoye fell into that lake, you Why did you let him come up?"

"I just mentioned something casually this morning." Cheng Yue over there sighed with a smile, "I said you ran out of throat lozenges, and asked if he was free. I'll go to his place to get some more tonight, but who knows? The child is interested. I just wanted to go and see him, but when I opened the door, I saw him standing outside the door."

Ye Yuanxi smiled, fumbled in his pocket, took out a small bag carefully wrapped and sealed in kraft paper, stood up and handed it to Xu Chang with both hands.

Thanks to his luck, he found this in his pocket when he first put on his coat. He sniffed it and found it smelled like loquat leaves. He didn't bother to go back again, so he didn't put it outside.

Who knew it was throat lozenges for this person.

"I'm interested." Xu Chang took it with a smile, "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid this show wouldn't even be recorded."

"That's right, it's thanks to your grandfather for having such a folk prescription, otherwise we, Old Xu, probably wouldn't be able to stay here for half a day."

"Where is it." Ye Yuanxi waved his hand, "I am also very happy to be able to help."

"Eat well." Cheng Yue patted his head, "I happen to be making ginger soup for you and Fengqiao in my small kitchen, I'll get it for you."

Without waiting for Ye Yuanxi to thank her, Cheng Yue returned with ginger soup.

"The tableware is all from the hotel. I rinsed it several times before I made it. This will make the agent's assistant or something go out to deal with today's affairs. They may not take care of you. I am afraid that the ones bought outside will not be clean, so I will give them to you. Made it a little bit."

"Thank you, Auntie." Ye Yuanxi was very heartbroken when he saw the two bowls of food that were still steaming, and turned his head to Cheng Yue with a bright smile.

The handsome young man smiled like a sunflower, a little silly, without the slightest hint of hypocrisy.

"Help me take it to Feng Qiao." Cheng Yue asked him to take another bowl, "He is a foreigner and may not believe in these things, but ginger soup is still very good to dispel cold, help me watch him drink it Go."

"Ah?" Ye Yuanxi was startled, he had just escaped from there.

But seeing Cheng Yue's expectant smile, he still bit the bullet and nodded, hesitating for a moment, he quickly agreed, and stood up after gulping down a whole bowl of ginger soup in front of Cheng Yue.

Waving with a smile, he picked up the ginger soup that was on the table for Yu Fengqiao: "I'll go first, aunt and uncle. If you need help, just call me."

"Go." Xu Chang and Cheng Yue waved to him and sent him out.

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Yuanxi stood back in the familiar corridor again.

Seeing Yu Fengqiao's open door, he let out a long sigh, and knocked on the door helplessly with his mouth pursed.

The voice of the manager lecturing inside stopped abruptly.

Ye Yuanxi waited patiently outside.

Hearing the hurried footsteps getting closer and closer inside, Ye Yuanxi had a premonition that something was wrong, and took a step back with the soup in his hand.

Sure enough, the agent who opened the door came out aggressively: "I said I won't accept the interview!! Who the hell!!"

It wasn't until he finished yelling in one breath that he saw Ye Yuanxi standing with his neck hunched in the corridor.

"What's wrong with you?" The manager was also a little embarrassed, and took a step back to let Ye Yuanxi in, "Come in first, it's cold outside."

Ye Yuanxi nodded and stood in, but didn't go inside, just rubbed against the door.

The manager turned his head suspiciously: "What are you doing standing there?"

"No...I won't go in." Ye Yuanxi looked a little embarrassed, "Auntie Cheng stewed ginger soup and asked me to bring it over, I just put it down."

"Then you come in and let it go." The manager smiled, "Why are you so nervous, Feng Qiao also said that he would thank you personally, he is inside right now. There is also his doctor inside, just to show you."

"No no no no no need." Ye Yuanxi shook his head hastily, "I'm in good health, I'll be fine after soaking for a while."

The manager was a little confused: "What? Is it convenient to see him?"

"No." Ye Yuanxi smiled awkwardly, "It's just... well, it's not very good."

The manager understood in an instant, and after thinking about it, he didn't know whether to say whether the child was too stupid or too honest, he looked at Ye Yuanxi who was leaning against the corner with erratic eyes, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He walked over in two steps and pulled Ye Yuanxi inside: "Don't worry, go in."

Ye Yuanxi, who was standing in the middle of the room, didn't know whether he was helpless or wanted to laugh, he stayed where he was and bitterly raised the corner of his mouth, and walked inside.

The doctor inside probably just finished work and was bending over to organize his medicine box.Yu Fengqiao, who was sitting on the side, was buttoning the cuffs of her shirt, with her head half down, unable to see her expression clearly.

From the angle where Ye Yuanxi was standing, he could only see his slightly lighter-colored thick hair and slender neck, as well as the very obvious raised spine in the white shirt.

I just touched it not long ago, and Ye Yuanxi is very aware of how annoying his beautifully lined back is.

Most celebrities are thin, and Ye Yuanxi himself is also thin.When he just took a shower, he stood in the bathroom and touched from head to toe. He didn't touch any extra flesh on his body for a long time.

This made Xi Yuan, who had been sitting for a long time and had a small stomach, feel very uncomfortable.

But Yu Fengqiao in front of her was different.

He was very thin and haggard, even a little sick, as if he just had a serious illness.

In any case, this is definitely not the posture an artist should have that can be presented in front of the public.

"If you feel unwell, call me anytime." The doctor who stood up also had a very bad expression, frowning and instructed Yu Fengqiao.

Yu Fengqiao nodded: "I'm sorry, I'm fine."

"Not a few." Ye Yuanxi heard the doctor muttering softly, and walked out with the belt of the medicine box on his back.

But after taking two steps, he didn't know what to think of, and he turned his head back, clutching the strap of the suitcase, struggling to speak.

I just heard him say: "People can't be resurrected after death, and you too...sorry."

"I know."

Yu Fengqiao clasped his hands on his knees, looked down at the carpet, and spoke slowly, as if every word could kill him: "I know."

Ye Yuanxi felt extremely embarrassed standing between those two people.

He didn't know what they were talking about, but in front of Yu Fengqiao's sad and unpopular appearance, he felt that he might not have come at the right time.

This person's sorrow was so much that it was about to overflow, and it was heavily soaked in every corner of the air, making Ye Yuanxi feel very uncomfortable.

I don't know who passed away from Yu Fengqiao, which made him miss him so much.

That person is really happy enough.

"Xiao Ye, what are you doing standing there?" It's just that before he was sad, the agent behind him came back and patted him on the shoulder.

"Ah, it's all right." Ye Yuanxi was shocked, and quickly put down the ginger soup in his hand when he came back to his senses, "This is stewed by Aunt Cheng, and it's still hot."

Saying that, Ye Yuanxi lowered his head and tried the temperature of the bowl with the back of his hand: "It should be just right to drink now, you should drink it quickly, it's good to drink some water after soaking to dispel the cold."

"Thank you." Yu Fengqiao raised his head, nodded to him wearily, picked up the bowl with one hand and held it to his lips, "I'm sorry to trouble you today, but now I need you to deliver this."

"It's okay." Ye Yuanxi shook his head, "I just went into the water and swam back and forth twice, it's nothing."

Yu Fengqiao's hands were big, beautifully shaped and with slender fingers.

The hands that were supposed to be amazed when taken out with both hands, but now holding the bowl, you can see that his exposed wrists are a bit thin and out of shape, which makes people feel distressed.

"Pay attention to rest." Ye Yuanxi couldn't help telling him, "I'm leaving first."

"Hey Xiaoye." But the manager suddenly stopped him.

"Huh?" Ye Yuanxi turned his head.

"Didn't you mention earlier that you were going to fly back to Haicheng on Saturday? Tomorrow, Fengqiao and I will also go back, so I bought the ticket for you. Go back and pack your luggage, and come with us."

Ye Yuanxi stood there in a daze.

He was still about to go back, and a plane ticket was sent up right now, which is too thoughtful.

"Where are you going? Let me see if you will go with us after getting off the plane, or call a car to pick you up."

Ye Yuanxi couldn't wait to marvel at such a good treatment from the savior, so he opened his mouth quickly.

"I'm going to Mr. Xi Yuan's memorial service."