Zha Gong's postpartum care [Ancient wear today]

"Don't you plan to stay in the human world?" If Xie Yungu stayed here, maybe they could see each other again in the future.

Xie Yungu raised his eyes slightly to look at her when he heard the words, and said, "People in the Nine Heavens need some bonds if they want to stay in the human world for a long time."

"What kind?" Chu Qingqiao almost blurted out the words.

Xie Yun said: "Most of the gods and people are connected by faith. Others, such as brotherly love and husband and wife love, are all right, but these are too unbelievable."

She had seen many mortals who were greedy for the spiritual power of gods and tricked them with sweet words, but they were not half sincere.There are even those who were originally in love with each other, but in the end they dislike each other.Perhaps this love itself is a momentary pleasure, and it is not worth people's trouble and effort.

Chu Qingqiao was silent, she looked at Xie Yungu, her throat stuck in her throat for a while, what should she say, she and Xie Yungu had only known each other for a few days.

The water in the bathtub finally overflowed, Chu Qingqiao reacted and turned off the faucet.

"Qingqiao is distracted." Xie Yungu said lightly.

Chu Qingqiao nodded and let out some of the water.

There are many fairy tales in the storybook. The filial piety of selling one's body to bury her father moved the seventh princess, and the sincerity of obtaining fame moved the third saint. Even walking west, it was the little mermaid who rescued the prince and fell in love at first sight.

But there is no opening like her and Xie Yungu, the reality is ordinary.

"I'm going out." After saying that, Chu Qingqiao stood up and went out.

Xie Yungu responded and continued to do his own thing.

Chu Qingqiao took a breath when she walked outside the bathroom. Looking at Xie Yungu's room, she suddenly felt very lost.

I didn't feel anything when I came here just now, but now I feel more and more panicked.There is absolutely nothing wrong with being honest, but it would be too fickle to say these words easily.

Qiao Lan was reading a magazine in the living room. When she heard the door closing, she poked her head towards the stairs, and she saw Chu Qingqiao walking down with her head down.

"What's the matter, have you been shut down?" Qiao Lan asked her.

Chu Qingqiao shook her head and slumped on the sofa: "It's not closed doors."

Closed doors are far better than the current situation.

Qiao Lan curled her lips: "I think you're usually good at talking, why, have you told Su Mingli all the good things?"

"Speak less." Chu Qingqiao had a headache.

Qiao Lan pretended to sigh, and said, "I'm not dumb, why can't I speak? It's your own fault. Why don't you let me speak?"

Qiao Lan's words always hit the nail on the head. She had done too much exposing Chu Qingqiao's old background, and there was no such thing as being polite between the two of them.

Chu Qingqiao frowned when she heard the words, but ignored them.She has to think about it, at least now she definitely doesn't want to divorce.

As for the future, she narrowed her eyes, looked at the ceiling and took a deep breath.

The relationship between the two is so neither cold nor cold, and it has been maintained for many days.

Qiao Lan saw the two of them leaving early and returning late every day, each busy with their own work, and the original hot breakfast was gone.

The crew is preparing for a short holiday before the Spring Festival.When work was over in the evening, He Qingcheng planned to invite everyone to have a meal together.

Both Su Mingli and Chen Xi agreed, and Xie Yungu couldn't refuse, so he had to go with a few of them.

It's a very quaint shop. There is a small bridge in the entrance hall, and there are trickling water and a few koi fish that are lazy and almost still.

There are also gods in Jiuchongtian who build small bridges and flowing water in their residences, but they have never seen them indoors.This place is also interesting.

The private rooms upstairs are very spacious, the palace lanterns are flickering candles, and there are soft little lights embedded on the walls.

When the dishes were served, Su Mingli took photos of several people.

He Qingcheng is a very funny person, he made the little girl on the table giggle with a few words, and the atmosphere of the few people who were still reluctant to let go suddenly became much more lively.

These two days are approaching the end of the new year, and the streets are full of New Year's flavor.But most of this has nothing to do with people like them. At this time, work is always busier. There are countless parties and variety shows, and the time spent with family is less than usual.

Originally, they had already planned to eat dumplings on the set, but no one expected that Director Zhang would have a small holiday at this time.

Director Zhang didn't come tonight, He Qingcheng specially called up a photo of Director Zhang from his mobile phone and put it on the table to express his gratitude.

After a few people heard that he flattered Director Zhang during the day, Su Mingli asked those present about their plans for the past two days.

Chen Xi said that he wanted to stay with his parents at home, and He Qingcheng wanted to take advantage of these few days to record a New Year's song.

When she arrived at Xie Yungu, she lowered her eyes and did not speak.

Su Mingli said with a smile: "The famous flower in the ancient capital of Yun has an owner, and it must be with Mr. Chu to celebrate the New Year."

"Do you need to ask? He has deep feelings, which is different from our group of single dogs. But I remembered one thing. A few days ago, I seemed to see someone sending flowers to Chen Xi on the set. How about it? Sister Xi, who is that handsome guy, don't let us see it." He Qingcheng walked towards Chen Xi for a while.

Chen Xi forced a smile when he heard the words: "It's just that you have sharp eyes. If you have nothing to do in the future, read the script more, so as not to ask the director to change the lines when you come back to dub later."

The others laughed too.

He Qingcheng was a little embarrassed. Chen Xi remembered what happened when he first debuted.

Several people drank some wine, and the chatter was pulled further and further away.

It was a bit hot in the room, so Xie Yungu got up and went to the bathroom.

Several pots of ornamental plum blossoms were planted in the potted plants upstairs, and the bright red flowers bloomed in people's eyes.

When Xie Yungu walked into the hall, there was a tall figure standing not far away, his tall figure looked familiar.

She hasn't passed yet, the man has turned around

"It's you." It was Jiang Qingyue who walked over. She looked at Xie Yungu and said in a low voice, "What happened that day..."

"It's easy to do." Xie Yungu looked at her with a slight smile in his eyes.

Jiang Qingyue's eyes froze for a moment, and said: "You are not what I think."

"You too." Xie Yungu remembered that someone told her that Jiang Qingyue was unkind and would never take the initiative to talk to others.But now this person clearly wanted to say "thank you" to her.

Both of them are people who don't talk much, and there is nothing else to say if they are barely polite.

Jiang Qingyue is slightly taller, and always lowers her eyes slightly when looking at people.As if thinking of something, she took something out of her coat pocket.

"Here, someone asked me to pass it to you." Between her fingers was a warm-colored card, and Xie Yungu took it. It was an exchange voucher for a cake shop.

"Yes, the girl from that day." Xie Yungu remembered the little girl who knocked off their cake, she was very pretty, sweeter than the cake.

"Yes." Jiang Qingyue mentioned this person, the corners of her mouth slightly curved, and said, "There are some things that you will never feel at ease if you don't make up for them. Give her a chance."

"Really." Xie Yungu looked down at the card with the bear in his hand, and said, "Thank her for me."

"Ah."

The author has something to say:

Chu Qingqiao: cool and thin

Qiao Lan: Yes!