second benefactor

There were only so many people in the production crew, and a table was just full, and mandarin ducks were ordered at the bottom of the pot, and everyone was already chatting before the pot was served.

Sitting beside Ye Ziyou, Xia Tian poked the condiments in the oil dish with chopsticks, expressionless.

Li Yuan and the second female number Liu Qingqing have become very familiar these few days, the two kept joking, and somehow changed the topic to Xia Tian.

Liu Qingqing asked: "Xiao Xia Tian, ​​where does your family live?"

Only Tan Sheng and Ye Ziyou in the crew knew Xia Tian's background.

When Liu Qingqing asked this sentence, Xia Tian's eyes dimmed slightly, she bit her lower lip, raised her head, and looked at Liu Qingqing blankly.

Liu Qingqing was so scared by her eyes that she took a breath, blinked and asked, "I...did I say something wrong?"

"Stop talking." Ye Ziyou said.

Liu Qingqing's expression suddenly became embarrassing, the key is that she didn't know where she was wrong at all.

Tan Sheng was speechless for a while, turned his head to look at Ye Ziyou, and found that the other party looked serious, and he didn't know how to deal with people better than himself, so he sighed and said: "He has such a personality, you don't need to talk to him."

"Oh." Liu Qingqing nodded lightly, and looked down slightly.

The atmosphere on the table was suddenly awkward, and the spreading silence made Tan Sheng feel that it was not suitable for eating hot pot at all.

Fortunately, at this moment, the waiter came forward with the bottom of the pot and placed it in the middle of the table.

The mandarin duck pot is divided in the middle, which is a little inconvenient. Ye Ziyou prepared the water for washing the peppers for Xia Tian, ​​and then patted her on the head: "Pick whatever you want to eat."

Tan Sheng clicked his tongue and said in a low voice, "Be so kind to her."

Ye Ziyou heard it in his ears, turned his head to look at him lightly, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

After the hot pot was served, the atmosphere became hot again. A group of people chatted while eating, but it was very enjoyable. Xia Tian ate very seriously by himself, and Ye Ziyou didn't talk much.

Tan Sheng babbled and talked, till the end he blushed and his neck was thick, Ye Ziyou thought what was wrong with him, but when he asked, it turned out that he was so hot that he panicked.

Unlike Ye Ziyou, Tan Sheng doesn't know how to eat spicy food. He can tolerate a little spicy food, but he can't eat too much.

Ye Ziyou frowned and looked at him: "Isn't there a white pot?"

Tan Sheng fanned himself and said, "The white pot has no spicy taste at all, so it's not tasty."

Ye Ziyou turned his head away and stopped talking, Tan Sheng stretched out his chopsticks, still floating in the sea of ​​peppers.

After a while, Ye Ziyou stood up suddenly, and when he came back, he was holding a bowl of cold white water in his hand, Tan Sheng thought that the other party changed another bowl for Xia Tian, ​​but unexpectedly, the other party put this bowl of water in front of his eyes.

Tan Sheng was slightly taken aback: "For me?"

"Yeah." Ye Ziyou's tone was flat, "Don't you want to eat spicy food, you can wash it in it before eating."

Tan Sheng was taken aback, staring at the bowl full of cool white boiled water for a long time without saying a word.

He hadn't eaten like this in a long time.

When he was a child, his mother would often serve him a bowl of cold water when he was hot, but when he grew up, his father would no longer allow such behavior.

As time passed, the spicy food became hotter, so he bit the bullet and continued to eat.

Tan Sheng sniffed, didn't dare to look at Ye Ziyou, rinsed the potatoes in his hands casually, and said in a relaxed tone, "Thank you."

"Talking about the same treatment as Xiao Xiaxia." Li Yuan teased, "Boss Ye is really good at taking care of people."

Liu Qingqing also nodded and said, "Yes, although Mr. Ye usually doesn't talk much and doesn't have any expression on his face, he is the most careful among us."

Ye Ziyou was so praised that she leaned back a little helplessly, lowered her eyes and did not speak.

Tan Sheng turned his head to the side to see the slightly drooping eyelids and perfect profile of the other party. His lips were bright red because of the chili pepper, as attractive as a pick.

Tan Sheng didn't know what to think, and suddenly stretched out his hand to rub his head, saying: "He actually has a cold face and a warm heart."

Ye Ziyou stretched out her hand to hold his wrist, stopped his actions, and looked at him with a slight frown.

"A man's head can't be moved casually." Li Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Is the director willing to let others touch your head?"

"What can't you touch your head?" Tan Sheng snorted coldly, squinting at Ye Ziyou, "Are you despising me?"

Ye Ziyou frowned.

Tan Sheng suddenly lowered his head, grabbed Ye Ziyou's hand and put it on his head, with a wanton tone: "Isn't it just a move? What's wrong with it?"

The other two burst into laughter.

Tan Sheng twitched the corners of his mouth, and was about to raise his head when he suddenly noticed that the hand on his head moved slightly, rubbing him.

Tan Sheng was stunned for a moment, an indescribable feeling flooded his whole body instantly, as if anesthetized his tailbone, making him out of breath for a moment.

Until Xia Tian suddenly called out: "Brother Ziyou."

Ye Ziyou withdrew his hand to look at Xia Tian, ​​Tan Sheng sat up straight, stroked his hair meaningfully, looked at the two people who were eating high, and didn't relax for a long time.

Late at night, when a group of people finished eating hot pot, Liu Qingqing was sent home by Li Yuan.

With Xia Tian on his back, Tan Sheng walked with Ye Ziyou on the path beside the road.

There is a long bridge outside the hot pot restaurant. The river under the bridge nurtures this piece of land and nourishes the people here. In the middle of the night, the wind is calm, and the silence in the darkness seems to have been years.

Xia Tian fell asleep on his back.

Tan Sheng asked suddenly: "Ye Ziyou, why are you so close to Xia Tian?"

Ye Ziyou paused, then kept walking down at the original speed, and said in a flat tone, "It's like old friends at first sight."

"It was like old friends at first sight?" Tan Sheng laughed, "It's interesting, haven't you two met before?"

Ye Ziyou didn't speak.

Tan Sheng squinted his eyes, facing the dry summer wind, his steps became much lighter.

Ye Ziyou was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "I also had a younger sister before."

Tan Sheng looked at him: "Huh?"

"It happened a long time ago." Ye Ziyou said, "If she is still alive, she should be the same age as Xia Tian."

Tan Sheng's eyes moved, he held his breath, and stared blankly at the back of the other party.

When Ye Ziyou walks, he likes to put his hands on his sides neatly, and stops his back, as if he is taking a military step.

At this moment, half of his figure was hidden in the boundless darkness, his head drooped slightly to the left, and the exposed half of his face was covered with a thin layer of golden light by the street lamp.

His eyes were distant and confused, as if he had thought of something sad.

But even so, his expression remained calm.

It's sad as if you're used to it.