One Can’t Judge by Appearance

"Uncle or uncle, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't call it arbitrarily. I don't have a niece as old as you." Yan Xi's words were half a joke, and half a refusal. He was shocked by Yan Xi's words, and Yuan Yi glanced disgustingly at his face. Xi, "I'll just talk about it, if you don't want to go."

It sounds like he really wants to go with her.

Can I make appointments for watching movies? Yan Xi glanced at Yuan Yi from the corner of his eye, the other side's disdainful look didn't seem to mean anything else.

She turned her head to watch the promotional video on the big screen. The heroine of this movie is Zhao Feifei, the **** goddess who once had an affair with Yuan Yi.

"Oh," Yan Xi dragged the tone, "I'll just say why you suddenly said that you want to watch a movie, that's how it turns out." I told her last time that it was a random report by Yuji. Today, I saw someone starring. The movie reveals its true colors.

"What's going on?" Yuan Yi was baffled by Yan Xi's "I understand" expression. He just got dizzy for a while, where did this woman think.

"I blamed you wrongly, you are actually an upright person."

Even if you look at a female artist, you don't use power and money to coerce, but silently support her and love her. This kind of man is rarer than the panda in the circle of the rich.

"I don't need anyone else to say this, I know it very well," Yuan Yi squinted at Yan Xi with his arms around his chest, "but you praise me so much, I'm a little curious, where did you find me with such excellent qualities."

He had already noticed that this woman definitely had two faces. When he saw her, she smiled on the surface and didn't know what she was thinking.

Yan Xi suddenly felt that Yuan Yi seemed to be getting more and more difficult to deal with. She pointed her finger at the big screen and stopped talking.

"Who is this?" Yuan Yi stared at the screen for a long time. "Who designed this costume? Ancient costumes are not like ancient costumes, and modernity is not modern. It's not as good as makeup and can't be spent when it's dead?"

"Puff!" Yan Xi couldn't help being amused by Yuan Yi's words. "Art comes from life and is higher than life. Don't you understand?"

Yuan Yi wanted to ridicule a few more words, but when he saw the name of the movie, he swallowed it back. It turned out that this movie was actually the one he invested in. He saw Yan Xi's eyebrows curled up with a smile, and the feeling of palpitations and dizziness came again. He looked away unnaturally, "Forget it, there is nothing good about this movie, I will send you back."

Even Yan Xi couldn't remember asking why he said he was upright.

Seeing that Yuanyi did not have any impression of Zhao Feifei, Yan Xi knew that he had guessed wrong just now, and blamed himself for just reading gossip and scribbles, which made his mind foolish. Fortunately, Yuan Yi did not continue to question, she got into the car honestly, and by the way, under Yuan Yi's serious eyes, she fastened her seat belt. I always felt that if she didn't tie it, Yuan Yi would not be able to bear it.

The car was slowly moving forward on the road. Yan Xi noticed that Yuan Yi looked at herself several times. She raised her head to look at him, "What do you think I do?"

"Nothing." Yuan Yi put aside his face. If you don't look at me, how do you know that I'm looking at you?

After waiting for a while, seeing that Yan Xi didn't ask any more questions, Yuan Yi felt a little uncomfortable. "I ran into Song Dynasty downstairs just now. He seems to know you?"

"The last time I met at an elder's house, I happened to meet him and said a few words," Yan Xi doesn't understand the business situation, but also knows that with the status of the original Song homesick, there will definitely be competition in business. Not very familiar."

Yuan Yi observed Yan Xi's expression carefully, and after a while, he said: "I don't like to gossiping behind others, but Song Dynasty... Smashed into flesh, turned his head and turned to be a gentle and good student. From then on, he felt that this person's character was a bit paranoid.

Yan Xi believes that Yuan Yi is not good at speaking ill of others behind his back, because there is no time to say ill of others, not to say what others have done, but just a dry look and feel bad?

"Are you familiar with him?" Yan Xi asked curiously.

"Our two families have business dealings," Yuan Yi said in a flat tone, "I was in the same class as Song Chao in middle and high school." But the two of them are not even friends. They have different personalities and make different friends. , And even look at each other is not pleasing to the eye.

"You are still high school classmates?" Yan Xi said casually, "I also went to high school for half a year in the Imperial Capital. Which school do you come from? Maybe we are alumni."

"The imperial capital has a high level."

"It's a coincidence, so am I," Yan Xi looked at Yuan Yi with a smile. "Nine years ago, I studied at a high school for half a year, but at that time I didn't put my mind on school. Which students in the class don't remember, just remember There are lush woods in the school. Oh, yes, there are also those non-mainstream killers dyed in various colors."

Probably humans have a strong memory of bright colors. She does not remember what most of the students in the class look like and what their names are, but she still remembers a few boys with dyed hair in the school, yellow, purple, green, and red. Yes, they come in all colors. Walking in the school is quite black and social. Most students will be timid and avoid them when they see them.

When Yuan Yi heard the words "Kill Matt", his expression was uncomfortable for a moment.

"There was something that made me very guilty that year. One day I wanted to go out of school during class time, but there was no parent’s phone or signature, and the teacher didn’t ask for leave. Then I really couldn’t help it, so I wanted to climb the wall. As a result, the wall did not climb over, and I ran into a boy with dyed red and green hair.” At that time, she learned that her parents were already in the Civil Affairs Bureau and were preparing to go through the divorce procedures. The thought of fear, "I didn’t expect that the teacher from the school patrol team would come at that time. He didn’t say he bullied me. I explained to the teacher that the teacher didn’t believe me, so he told me not to be afraid of being retaliated, and leave these things to them. To deal with it."

After Yan Xi said these words, he found Yuan Yi's eyes staring at him scorchingly, his eyes bright and frightening.

"What, what?" Yan Xi's heart trembled, feeling a little guilty inexplicably, "Do you know this classmate?"

"I don't know." Yuan Yi's face was stern, and his tone was extremely stiff. These three words were squeezed out of his teeth.

"It would be fine if you knew him, and I want to apologize to him," Yan Xi pursed her lips. "Although his aesthetics of hairstyles are a little strange, it is inexplicable because I have a black pot on my back, and I am still quite innocent. of."

I don’t know if the boy who killed Matt back then has cut off his strange hair and started to study and work step by step, or has he become a social gangster?

Yuan Yi lowered his head and looked at the delicate watch on his wrist, which reflected the light that entered the car. "The time has passed so long, maybe the other party has forgotten it. Moreover, he was originally a bad student and was criticized by the teacher. Now, one more time is not more, one less time is a lot."

"You can't say that," Yan Xi shook his head, "I can't wrong him just because he looks like a bad student. I'm sorry for this."

"You women just think a lot more carefully," Yuan Yi chuckled, turning his head to look at Yan Xi. "Maybe people don't care about it a long time ago."

"Why is it gender-related?" Yan Xi raised her eyebrows slightly. "Isn't it meticulous? We are serious and not easy to make mistakes. Why don't you guys come to praise?"

Seeing her raising her eyebrows and staring at herself, Yuan Yi seemed to hear her own heartbeat.

Puff through.

Puff through.

The voice was so loud that he doubted it, maybe Yan Xi had heard it.

He didn't expect that the little girl who was crying with flushed face and scattered hair, and pitiful like a stray cat, would be Yan Xi.

At that time, he saw the girl crying out of breath, and even trying to climb the fence without the strength to walk. He wanted to ask what happened, but he didn't know what happened. He turned out to be a bullying girl. Grade classmates. He didn't care what the teacher said when he criticized him. He vaguely remembered that the little girl did explain to him while crying. In the end, she was taken away by a female teacher, and he continued to be criticized by the teacher.

What did he think at that time?

It seems to be-never be kind of blind anymore!

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Xi saw Yuanyi covering his chest, "Uncomfortable?"

"It's a little stomachache," Yuan Yimian said without changing his appearance, "I'm old and sick, just go back and rest for one night."

"Stomach hurts, why are you covering your heart?" Yan Xi pointed to the position of his stomach, "Here is the stomach."

"I just listened to you about the past, and I was fascinated," Yuan Yi dropped his hand to his stomach like a stream.

Yan Xi: Do you still blame me?

When the car arrived at the gate of the community, Yan Xi handed the key card to the driver: "Master, please drive in."

The driver turned his head to look at Yuan Yi and saw that he had no objection, he took the access card, took a temporary parking card, and drove the car into the gate of the community.

The car stopped outside the gate of Yan Xi's house, Yan Xi said to Yuan Yi: "You wait for me for a minute, and I'll come over right away."

Watching Yan Xi jump out of the car and ran into the villa gate with high heels kicking and pedaling, without even slanting his body, Yuan Yi couldn't help but think of the scene where Yan Xi sneaked on the driver in high heels.

At this moment, he had a mysterious awe of Yan Xi inexplicably.

Soon Yan Xi ran back out of breath. She stuffed a thermos cup and two pills of stomach medicine into his hand: "If your stomach is not good, don't eat spicy food, and hold back if you want to eat it. The water is not too hot. The medicine is just right."

Yuan Yi looked at the girly-looking cartoon thermos mug in his hand, and felt that Yan Xi’s exhaled breath seemed to sweep his face, his cheeks were a little hot, and his brain was dizzy as if he had drunk, "Thank you."

"You're polite," Yan Xi waved to him, "Go back and rest early, goodbye."

Holding two tablets of stomach medicine, he didn't wake up from the dizzy state until more than ten minutes later. Putting the medicine into his mouth, he unscrewed the cover of the guard and took a sip of water.

The fruit is neither cold nor hot, and the temperature is just right.

Thinking that this cup might have been used by Yan Xi, he not only began to feel palpitations and dizziness, but even showed symptoms of tinnitus.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with the body.

There is a saying that people cannot lie casually, what if it becomes true?

In the middle of the night, Yuan Yi woke up from his sleep with a stomachache. Finally, he called the family doctor over and slowly eased.

"Mr. Yuan," the family doctor looked at Yuan Yi, who was pale, and said helplessly, "Your stomach is sick, so you should avoid eating things that should be avoided, and eating less spicy things, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable next time. ."

"Sorry, let you run this late at this night," Yuan Bo wanted to say a few words to Yuan Yi, but when he thought of how Yuan Yi's stomach trouble came, he put it back and turned his head to send the doctor away. , Said to Yuan Yi, "Yuan Xiaoer, you are such a big person. If your body doesn't feel distressed, no one can control you."

"Did someone take care of me when I was young?" Yuan Yi rubbed the bridge of his nose and said in a low voice, "This is an accident. It's so late. Go to bed."

"You..." Yuan Bo's tone softened, "Tomorrow you don't go to the company, and take a good rest at home."

"I know," Yuan Yi yawned, "don't worry."

Yuan Bo stood up from the sofa. Seeing Yuan Yi had closed his eyes, he walked out of the room helplessly.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the door of Yuan's house opened. Yuan Bo, who was sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper, looked up at his parents who had been traveling outside for two or three months, and looked upstairs: "Parents, you are back."

Xu Ya is holding her husband's hand, and she is well maintained, like a beautiful and elegant magnolia. Even if she gets older, she won't lose half of her charm. "Come and see the travel photos of me and your dad."

"Mom, keep your voice down. The second brother didn't rest well last night. Let him sleep more today."

"What's wrong with him?" Xu Ya pulled her husband Yuan Yasen to sit down on the sofa, and looked upstairs with some worry, "Is not feeling well?"

"I have a stomach problem. I called a doctor over in the middle of the night." Yuan Bo glanced at the door. The bodyguard was still moving home, and soon there was a lot of shop in the house.

"He was eating out again?" Yuan Yasen frowned, turned his head and said, "I will take your mother upstairs to rest. Your mother didn't sleep well on the plane last night."

"Okay." Yuan Bo said calmly, "Would you like breakfast?"

"Wait, I'll go to see Xiao Er before going to bed." Xu Ya was a little worried about the child.

"He's such a big person," Yuan Yasen said distressedly, "You don't want your body anymore?"

Harahiro watched her mother get angry, his father coaxed again, and then the two went back to the room squishyly, shook the newspaper, and continued to read.

"Sir, do you want to prepare breakfast for your husband and wife?" Aunt Li asked in a low voice.

Huh! Yuan Bo turned the newspaper over.

"no need."

"Yan Yan, where's the thermos cup in the cupboard?" Song Hai asked, stretching his head in the kitchen, "Did you use it at the TV station?"

This thermos cup was left over from the company's welfare for employees during the holidays. Song Hai felt it was too wasteful to throw it away, so he took it back.

"I had a friend who had a bad stomach last night. I picked up the water with a cup and gave him the cup." Yan Xi got up and walked to the kitchen door. "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, just ask." Song Hai usually keeps the kitchen very clean. He knows what is missing and what is more. He passed the breakfast to her, "Eat breakfast first."

"Oh," Yan Xi took the plate, the bread was toasted golden brown, the omelette was fragrant, and the fruit was neatly cut. "It smells good."

"If you think it is fragrant, eat it up. Your legs are as thin as a chicken neck." Song Hai is immune to her daughter's old-fashioned flattery. "I can pick you up with just one finger."

Yan Xi rubbed in front of him: "Dad, come and try."

Song Hai: "Nothing, sit down and eat."

"Oh."

Dishonest adults, the lie will turn into anger when the lie breaks through, tsk.