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Temples in the outer suburbs of the capital are filled with incense.

On a rainy day, the square courtyard is particularly quiet. In front of the treasure furnace in the main hall, a young monk is slowly sweeping away the dead leaves.

"Let's go, what's wrong?"

Wen Qi turned around and saw Yu Feiwan standing on the stone steps, thinking that the patient was not feeling well.

They are both the same age and have just passed their natal year.

There has been a lot of bad luck recently. One is a villain who is responsible for the business failure. A large number of spring clothes have been reviewed and put into regular production. The fabric factory has changed its tricks to make things happen.

The other hand was wrapped in a bandage, and the spring of her acting career was finally ushered in. During the rehearsal, she was distracted due to hypoglycemia and caused a stage accident. She fell and bruised the bone in her left wrist. She had to stop working and rest for a while.

"Is it hurting again? It's only been a week, why are you thinking about returning to work as soon as the swelling subsides, and you still have to worry about the things in Jinghua Garden..."

Wen Qi looked helpless, knowing that it was useless to try to persuade him, "Uh-huh! What kind of fortune did I ask for? I went all the way to pray to Tai Sui to find some spiritual comfort, but it ended up adding more trouble."

"Don't worry." Yu Feiwan smiled softly, saying the same thing to himself.

The original plan in the morning was to go to a place with few people to get some fresh air, and I asked for the lottery randomly with my best friend. Unexpectedly, I got the lottery. In addition to the words "Maintain harm, career will be suspended", it was close to reality, and there was also a magical sentence.

Last hit——

【Emotional frustration】...

"Throw it away! Don't bring bad luck back with you." Wen Qi repeatedly observed the worse lottery in his hand. Since he is superstitious, he must follow through. "But I heard that whether it is effective or not depends not only on the lottery, but also on the lottery."

The person you interpret the signature is also very critical."

"Here." Yu Feiwan tilted his chin toward the side hall, pointed his gaze at the plaque on the beam, and said mockingly, "Don't ask for help from outside."

Without telling her agent, she made an appointment for a follow-up visit at the hospital a few days in advance. She would have an MRI in the afternoon to check how her left hand was recovering. If it didn't need to be fixed, the company's schedule could continue as usual.

Due to the injury that delayed the promotion schedule of "Meet", Jiao Lei has coordinated with many parties to deal with it, saying that things are different now, and if you have the resources, you can hold on. The boss also unexpectedly did not have an attack, and even took the initiative to show concern and polite words.

..But both in public and private matters, she still feels a little guilty.

Especially in the dead of night, when the analgesics have worn off and I can’t sleep, I open the pinned dialog box on WeChat to write, write, delete, and delete. I raise my hand and put it down again. I obviously feel guilty, but I want to seek some comfort...

Various emotions, entangled with obscure uncertainties, fear of disturbing others and embarrassing the other party; besides, practicing in elementary school dramas, body shape is a basic skill, and she is used to getting hurt.

Instead of dwelling on random thoughts, it would be better to solve practical problems. After digesting herself in this way, she simply threw herself into the box-sealing and rehearsing performance at Jinghua Garden to divert her attention.

My mother, Yan Qing, is a popular Qingyi and first-class actor in the Huaxia Peking Opera Company. She has the important task of being the leader of a troupe. She organizes performance evaluations at the end of each year and leads the team to complete various cultural exchange tasks at home and abroad. She is extremely busy and lacks skills.

So naturally, the burden on the other side falls on the shoulders of the young class leader, Yu Feiwan.

…

"Don't take it seriously because it's not a fracture. It was too late to deal with it at the time. You just had to bear it... Hey. Try to take as little force as possible and don't move around to get better quickly."

Walking all the way down the mountain, Wen Qi chimed in with concern, as if he was talking alone, "As the saying goes, children who cry get candy, do you understand?

You are always so calm and calm, people really think you are a fairy girl and you just drink dew. You don’t seem to feel any pain or pain at all. It doesn’t matter. Are you unjust or not? It’s okay to say a few more words occasionally.

electricity..."

Before the last note had finished, Yu Feiwan lowered his eyes and smiled, his features as clear as the stars in the distance: "Is this a sign of fortune to crack the Dafa?"

"Exactly!" Wen Qi said in a slow tone, clasping his hands together: "This is called self-transcendence if the Buddha doesn't cross me. You girl has a lot of wisdom, you might as well give it a try."

"...Thank you sir."

"That's good, that's good."

"..."

"Pfft, hahaha, don't walk so fast, wait for me, girl! Girl, Xiao Yu..."

"..."

The two of them wandered to the foot of the mountain. While waiting for the bus, Yu Feiwan looked towards Nanshan, thinking that a few plum blossoms had already bloomed.

After a long time, he explained in a deep voice why he was stunned as soon as he stepped out of the hall: "It will be the tenth anniversary of my grandma's death in two days, and the cemetery is not far from here."

"Oh... maybe that's why Professor Yu asked you to go back today? After all, the tenth anniversary celebration, the size of the ceremony depends on the size of the ceremony. The whole family has to get together, have a meal or something." Wen Qi glanced at the side, out of the corner of his eye.

I subconsciously spotted that antique watch.

Yu Feiwan has been wearing it, switching from his injured left hand to his right hand. It was left by his grandmother during his lifetime and has special commemorative significance.

"Who knows, we haven't talked on the phone." She felt a sudden sourness in her heart, like a familiar chronic disease that is usually easy to ignore, but actually exists for a long time, is difficult to cure, and is extremely harmful. "My family doesn't pay attention to those things."

As he spoke, he automatically blocked out a few unpleasant pictures in his mind. The corners of his lips curved, and his expression was empty, as if... there was also a hint of mockery.

Wen Qi immediately caught the subtle signal, and when he saw Yu Feiwan checking his phone, he changed the subject very tactfully and muttered: "What time is it? Why isn't the car here yet..."

There is no way, every family has sutras that are difficult to recite.

I think she also secretly envied her best friend's perfect family.

I learned how to dress and mingled in the fashion world, surrounded by people from all walks of life, from the ordinary girl next door, to the middle class pursuing exquisite taste, to the pampered daughter...

In a modern society full of technology and hard work, beauty is very common, but few have outstanding temperament; many show off, but few do not show off; there is beauty that cannot be created with money, and there are thoughts that cannot be packaged with knowledge.

It's not uncommon to have some of these excellent qualities, but what's rare is that they are all reflected in one person, but this person doesn't care at all... He doesn't argue with anyone, and he doesn't bother to argue with anyone -

Rather than envying someone who lives in Rome, Wen Qi is more curious about how poppies can grow up in the clouds. Such a peaceful and carefree personality, and that alienating breeze or snow, are not all due to her background as a lady.

Perhaps looking at the external conditions, everyone thinks she should live a life like a rose; however, as time goes by, she slowly gets a glimpse of the fact that no one can get the gift of fate in vain.

She is not a pretty girl who follows the rules. She never plays the tricks of the Kochi art circle. She has a temperament of both fire and ice, and she is definitely not a docile flower at heart.

…

Half past three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

After the follow-up consultation at the hospital, at Yu Feiwan's strong request, the attending doctor removed the fixed brace on her arm, gave her an injection, completed physical therapy, and took a bunch of medicine.

I don’t want to go back to my parents too early.

Wen Qi made a temporary suggestion: "Two plans, I am a good person and will go to the end and send the Buddha to the West.n B, [secret base].

You're injured and you don't even have an assistant, so don't go too far, it's close to home."

"Well, it's been a long time since I've been there." Yu Feiwan replied happily. Speaking of the [Secret Base], the bad mood affected by family affairs suddenly felt much better.

The alley grocery store at the entrance of the alley was like the backyard of Jinghua Garden in her childhood. It was a spiritual treasure of her rebellious youth. It was a place where she could hide away and make her feel relaxed and at ease.

"Walk?" Wen Qi raised his eyebrows, with the words "Ask me quickly" written all over his face.

Yu Feiwan couldn't help but smile and blinked in cooperation: "Is there another plan?"

Wen Qi couldn't help but smile "hehe" and moved closer: "This plan one must be the best choice. It must be the place you want to go to the most and make you happiest right now."

"Oh?" Yu Feiwan wondered why I didn't know where this was.

"For example, a certain superstar's courtyard house!" Wen Qi tilted his head, intending to break up the solemn mood of his best friend before going home, "NONONO, to be precise, I should go to his side..."

"..." Yu Feiwan lost his temper and stared at the old man for a long time. Finally, he bit his lower lip and shook his head with an almost inaudible sigh.

But it's clear that Wen Qi is actually doing it.

How could this poppy be so angry?

There was a smile in her eyes, full of tenderness, and the layer of cold mist and frost that had just covered her face disappeared in an instant...