Chapter 19 19

"Auntie, where is your brother?" Xia Hanyu knocked on the door of the house and couldn't wait to ask his aunt where Xia Yu was.

My aunt looked at Xia Hanyu's anxious face, smiled, led Xia Hanyu in, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and then pointed to the upstairs, "My brother is in the upstairs room. Where else can he be!"

"Then I'll go up!" Xia Hanyu ran upstairs like a gust of wind. Her aunt looked at Xiaoyu's bag in her hand and suddenly felt that the relationship between the brother and sister was a little too good, which made her aunt jealous.

"Brother, brother!" Xia Hanyu creaked on the wooden stairs. Before he ran to the door of Xia Yu's room, Xia Yu had already opened the door and came out.

"Brother!" After half a year, Xia Yu seemed to be mature. The more mature his face, the more mature his posture, and the thicker his body. He was no longer the thin, tall, and graceful child with glasses. Xia Hanyu suddenly stopped, tilted his head, and looked at Xia Yu from top to bottom. He was the brother in his impression, but he faintly felt that it was a little different. Xia Hanyu could not say what was different, but he stopped and did not take a step forward.

"Xiao Yu!" The right smile showed eight teeth, the right tenderness, stretched out his strong arms, and the right call made Xia Hanyu just stop and couldn't help raising his legs again.

"Brother!" Xia Hanyu quickly walked to Xia Yu, raised his head and looked up at him. I still remember that when Xia Yu first came, she was much shorter than herself. Unexpectedly, in less than ten years, Xia Yu had reached the point where she needed her to look up. Xia Hanyu raised her head and remained motionless.

"Xiao Yu has become beautiful again! Why don't you hug your brother?" Xia Yu's face kept smiling in front of Xia Hanyu, but he never moved forward. Xia Hanyu put his hands around Xia Yu's waist, buried his head heavily in Xia Yu's chest, and shouted in a low voice, "Brother!" Xia Yu was willing to hang his high head, leaned against Xia Hanyu's head, rubbed Xia Hanyu's hair slightly, put his hands on her shoulders, and patted it occasionally.

"Brother, you have been back for a long time! For 183 days, I even missed my concert!" Xia Hanyu buried it in Xia Yu's arms, pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, I didn't expect it to take so long. Xiaoyu's concert brother actually missed it. How can Xiaoyu punish him?" Xia Yu has always obeyed Xia Hanyu's requirements with a good temper. No matter what the requirements are, as long as he can do it, he will try his best to do it.

"Can I do anything?"

"Uh-huh!" Xia Yu nodded, and his sharp chin touched Xia Hanyu's shoulder.

"Well, you will attend every concert of mine from now on!" Xia Hanyu withdrew from Xia Yu's arms, raised a big smile, and looked at Xia Yu with a expectant face. "This is the only request, brother, can you do it?"

Can you do it? Can you do it?

"Well, Xiaoyu's request, my brother will definitely do it!" Xia Yu hid the sudden sadness, and the warm smile overflowed at the corners of his mouth. He couldn't do what Xiaoyu asked!

"Brother is so good!" Xia Hanyu jumped into Xia Yu's arms happily, with a happy face. Xia Yu is a person who does what he says. Nothing is more valuable than his promise, and nothing is more valuable than the promise he gave her!

My aunt appeared on the stairs with a snack, looking at the two hugging people, and suddenly turned her head and didn't want to look directly. Xia Yu saw his aunt with sharp eyes, pushed Xia Hanyu away and called her aunt. My aunt turned around and said to the brother and sister, "I brought up some snacks. Xiaoyu, come and eat together!"

Xia Hanyu rushed for most of the day, and then found that his stomach was empty. While his aunt was not paying attention, he secretly took two pieces, one stuffed it into his mouth, and one tiptoed and stuffed into Xia Yu's mouth. My aunt looked at Xiaoyu, who was full of debris, with a helpless and spoiled smile.

A city set. The director's play is almost over. The main actors have almost finished their roles, and there are also some fine scenes, which are being re-shooting, or some unsatisfactory, are being re-shooting. After being busy for most of the day, it was finally finished. When everyone went to have a meal together, Sikin Yang disappeared again.

"Mom, I said, I have something to do here!"

"..."

"I know. When I'm done, I'll go home!" Sikin Yang hung up the phone impatiently, depressed and irritable. He has always loved art more than anything else. If it hadn't been for the time when he filled in the application form, he would have firmly hidden the application form, and his hobbies could only die halfway, but his mother still didn't give up. After studying abroad for a master's degree in management for two years, would she not restrict Sikin Yang's life so firmly. It is not an overdation to say that these two months are the vacation he returned from after two years of study. Si Jinyang lacks interest in business, which is just a personal preference, but Simu has never given up the same persuasion and all kinds of small means. Sikin Yang has been hiding for two months, and it doesn't seem realistic to hide any more.

Si Jinyang got up and walked to the bathroom. He needed to take a shower to let the rising anger slowly calm down. The toiletries and towels on the washstand are all black, white and gray series, and Si Jinyang suddenly found something unusual. A pink hairpin? His index finger and thumb pinched the foreign body. Si Jin Yang looked carefully. How could this kind of thing appear in his washstand? He hasn't helped Fu Xiaobai clean up well. How can he still have her things?

Si Jinyang slowly moved her arm and was ready to throw the hairpin into the trash can. Although Fu Xiaobai was not very meticulous, he did not forget what he liked. What she dropped must be what she didn't like! Si Jinyang speculated and speculated, but in the end, he still couldn't resist the truth of the truth, and only Fu Xiaobai knew the truth. Only she knew whether it was something she cared about or not. After thinking about it over and over again, he moved back his arm and put the hairpin on the washstand.

Give it back to her when you meet her! Sikin Yang suddenly realized that he didn't know that his encounter with her would happen at some point in the future. After washing his face with cold water, Si Jin Yang looked at himself in the mirror and didn't know what he was thinking.

When Sikinyang took a shower, the director was drunk and was carried to Sikin Yang's room. Everyone asked Si Jinyang to help take care of the director. The director and the assistant director are brothers who can wear the same pair of trousers. This is not a secret in the crew, so the burden naturally falls on Si Jinyang.

In less than two minutes, all the people in the living room were scattered. Si Jinyang stroked his forehead and looked helplessly at the director who was paralyzed asleep in his **. He was full of alcohol. If he was drunk, he would be drunk. Why did he come here? Looking at the director's fat body, who said that he and he can wear the same pair of trousers? With his figure, I don't know how many of his trousers will be blown up!

After helping the director wipe his face and hands, helping him cover an air conditioner quilt, opening the window and making the wine almost dissipate, Si Jinyang moved from the living room to the bedroom and continued to sleep on the floor. He thought he could finally sleep in his own bed today, but he didn't expect to leave a rich man. Bai, another director came. How hard he was. He cried so much that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. He opened his eyes and didn't know what he was waiting for or thinking.

Drunk life is a different life. The director has a deep understanding of it, but he has to experience it again and again. When he finally wakes up and sees clearly that this is not his room, he subconsciously wants to shout, but his throat is so dry that he can't say a word. The air conditioner on my body is pink! The director was shocked. Is this a woman's room? He is drunk. He is unconscious. It's good, but he can't touch a woman's room!

**, there is no foreign matter, no one else. On the ground, there is a bed on the grass, a messy bed. It seems that someone should have guarded him all night. Who is it!

When I lifted the quilt and got out of bed, there was a sudden fragrance, which was a unique fragrance belonging to the girl. The girl's body fragrance and the fragrance of the skin care products used by the girl were combined. While refreshing, it made the director even more uneasy. Whose room is this, whose bed, and what did he do? Girl! Thinking of these two words, the director's heart became more and more uneasy.

"Wake up?" It was only two seconds for Sikin Yang to open the door and come in, but it made the director's heart rise from nervousness to high, and then to the final straight line, and his eyes were full of disappointment.

"Uh-huh!" The director lowered his head and didn't seem to feel very comfortable.

Si Jinyang saw his expression clearly. What's the matter? I'm disappointed to find out that it's me, isn't it?"

"Uh-huh!" The director unconsciously replied, suddenly found that he had said something, and hurriedly shouted, "No, no, how could it be?" I have to thank you for taking care of me so much. Let me sleep in bed and sleep on the floor by myself!"

Skin Yang smiled indifferently, "It should be!" The soup in his hand was handed to the director, "I gave it to you, to relieve the wine. The producer asked me to bring it over. I can't see it. You, the producer still cares about you so much!"

The director drank the anti-alcoholic soup with peace of mind. "That's right. Of course, the producer cares about me. If she doesn't care about me, she doesn't care about her income. Who do you think will be able to deal with money?"

"I think she cares not only about money, but also about people, some living person who can eat and drink."

The director pretended to be stupid and couldn't ignore the jokes of Si Jin Yang Hongguoguo. Suddenly, two drops of soup accidentally dripped from the corners of his mouth and fell on the pink air conditioner quilt. The director laughed a few times, so negatively that Si Jin Yang's hair was about to stand up. Then he said slowly, "I said, Xiao Yang Yang, is this right? The quilt covered by Xiaobai, really, good, fragrant, oh!" The director picked up the quilt and took an exaggerated breath, "Yang Yang, you won't be like me, will you?" He stared at how big and how big he was, and looked at Shin Young innocently.

Skin Yang was angry, "You should really change your career to act. It's disgusting and you won't pay for it!"

Si Jin Yang turned around and left. The director was laughing in **. Xiao Yang Yang, fighting with his brother, you are still too young!