The wind lives in this life policy

Ye Xiaofeng's heart sank and he didn't answer.

Ye Yonglin glanced at him and continued, "Being an assistant to Xingxing, I am more enlightened than your mother on this point, I agree, do as you like... But if you really want to have something to do with Xingxing, I will say it first." Here, Dad is against it."

The heating was on in the room, so it wasn't cold, but Ye Xiaofeng's heart and hands felt cold all of a sudden.

"Well, since this aspect can be done as I like...why not that aspect?"

Ye Yonglin has always doted on this son very much, and it is rare for him to speak earnestly.

"The circle you're in is too chaotic. We usually watch the news, but we can't see anything good... Today this one is divided, and tomorrow that one is cheating. Your mother said that no one cares about the general's bones, and the family affairs of an actor are known to the world."

The times have changed, and it has become more and more incomprehensible to people. Ye Yonglin doesn't understand why a group of people can get tens of millions for a show on TV. believe.

Their generation has experienced ten years of shocks and three years of natural disasters. No matter how they deal with people or things, they advocate diligence and thrift, and don't waste extravagance. In their eyes, none of the current stars are eye-catching. Ye Xiaofeng It's fine if it's just helping out from the sidelines, but if there is a scandal like that at that time, they absolutely don't allow it to fall in love with a celebrity.

An unspeakable bitterness surged up from the bottom of my heart, Ye Xiaofeng listened silently without saying a word.

"Your mother is a teacher, and the most important thing is face. You don't know it. As for your father and I, I cook and cook, but I don't want to live a life of being judged... Before you and that surnamed Fang What happened to the girl, your mother was so angry that she couldn't sleep well for several days and nights. Fortunately, it was a rumor and was suppressed. If you really get along with others, when the time comes, the media will spread the situation of our family to the outside world. Poke, do you still want your mother to work?"

In fact, Ye Xiaofeng understands every word Ye Yonglin said, and can understand the painstaking efforts of being a parent. If he heard this sentence half a month ago, Ye Xiaofeng would definitely swear to the sky that he would never have anything to do with celebrities...

However, half a month later... Ye Xiaofeng wiped his face, but he couldn't open his mouth anymore.

Ye Yonglin looked at Ye Xiaofeng carefully for a while, thinking that he was pondering what he said, and he was not in a hurry to listen to the reply. He looked at the time, it was exactly four o'clock, and the dinner time was almost here, so he had to go back to the restaurant to watch for dinner.

"Think about what I said carefully. I think your mother will have to talk to you about this tonight. Don't be stubborn with your mother. Just tell me. I'm going to work." Ye Yonglin said while changing his clothes, before leaving. Wang reminded, "Don't contradict your mother, just follow her, your mother is not in good health recently, don't let her get angry."

After Ye Yonglin finished speaking, he hurriedly left.

Ye Xiaofeng sat motionless on the sofa, the sense of ease and comfort of returning home was completely lost by Ye Yonglin's words, with a sad face, unable to make another expression for a long time.

At this time, there was a slight vibration from the phone, Ye Xiaofeng picked it up and looked, it was Feng Ce's message that came in.

……

Feng Ce: Is it Crystal Shrimp Dumplings?

Ye Xiaofeng was surprised that Feng Ce would know this, with the phone resting on his lap, he typed each word with his left hand: Do you know these are shrimp dumplings?This thing existed 1000 years ago?

wind strategy: yes

Ye Xiaofeng was curious: the same as this?

Feng Ce: not far behind

Ye Xiaofeng: Do you like to eat?

wind strategy: yes

Ye Xiaofeng: Then I'll make it for you later, it's delicious, definitely no worse than my dad's skill.

Wind strategy: good

……

The word Feng Ce was so simple that it couldn't be simpler, but it turned Ye Xiaofeng's boredom into invisible in an instant.

……

Ye Xiaofeng: Is the filming going well?

Wind strategy: smooth

Ye Xiaofeng: Isn't the scenery in Dali beautiful?Have you seen Cangshan Erhai?

Feng Ce: I see

Ye Xiaofeng: Do you like it?

Feng Ce: like

Ye Xiaofeng: Let's watch it together when we are free in the future. I will take you to see the ancient city of Dali and the ancient town of Lijiang River.

Wind strategy: good

……

So the emotions unfolded slowly between the lines in this plain but warm words.

You have to admit that love is really magical, it exists in all the subtleties that you cannot perceive, bit by bit, silently penetrates.You just talked about an ordinary topic with someone you like, and said a few words that couldn't be more concise, but when you look back, you find that it is as deep and long as mountains and seas... It easily soothes you troubles, relieve all your burdens, it quietly makes everything unbelievable become logical.

Ye Xiaofeng held the phone in his hand and looked at the few conversations on the screen. For a moment, he felt endless longing pressing up from his heart.

"Feng Ce..."

He held down the voice button and said softly to the screen, "I miss you."

Immediately, the words "The other party is typing..." appeared on the screen, but after a few seconds, they disappeared, followed by the same voice.

Ye Xiaofeng put his ears close to listen.

"I miss you as well."

Ye Xiaofeng closed his eyes lightly, pressing his forehead against the screen.

He said, I miss you too.

This person's voice is as pleasant as ever, full of intoxicating reassurance, just like his name, with inherent gentleness, like a breeze blowing.

As if possessed by a demon, Ye Xiaofeng played it over and over again, and listened to it over and over again, as if listening to it one more time would make the sound invade his life a little bit more.

At the same time, in Dali, Yunnan, thousands of miles away, Feng Ce happened to be standing on Erhai Lake.

Erhai Lake is not a sea, but a deep inland lake. The lake is clear and deep, blue like the sea. There is a corridor winding from the coast of Erhai Lake all the way to the distance. fall.

However, there was a person who walked away step by step along the corridor, wearing a dark blue long gown that fluttered in the wind. It was just at sunset, and the afterglow of the sunset came from the endless distance, and a large piece of soft golden yellow came from the sky. At the end, it began to sink slowly.

Feng Ce stood alone in the pavilion, gazing quietly until the red sun fell into the silent sea with golden light. Occasionally, birds chirped a few times, flapped their wings and tapped on the water several times, bringing There were ripples.

"Feng Ce..."

Feng Ce clicked on the voice again, and heard someone say, "I miss you."

He raised his head, watched the sky begin to glow with a bright light blue from the innocence, and then mixed with the blush of the setting sun, entangled in one place and gradually condensed into a soul-stirring dark purple, and sighed quietly.

Have you seen Cangshan Erhai?

seen.

Like it?

like.

Feng Ce closed his eyes and took a deep breath...he liked it very much.

He likes everything that can prove that he still exists in the world... He likes to see the red sun sinking on the other side where the sky and water are connected. It is an indelible miracle no matter how long the time is or how many wasted years.

I miss you...that would be great.

Why?

Because, I miss you too.

Because the most difficult moment in the world is nothing more than being apart from each other and missing each other.