One Can’t Judge by Appearance

"For another example, take her to travel and choose places to play in the holy places for lovers. You are surrounded by lovers on the left and right. Staying alone with you, you can definitely cultivate relationships."

"Then what if it still doesn't work?"

"It only means that people are not interested in you. It's better to give up earlier."

"Oh……"

Yuan Yi never thought that Yan Xi didn't like this question at all. It was not how confident he was in himself, but that he avoided this question subconsciously.

"Is there any more safety, for example, even if the confession fails, it will not make the relationship awkward," Yuan Yi's tone became uncomfortable, "You can help me think about it."

"Then you wait slowly, until April 1st next year, even if you fail to confess, others will only be jokes by you," Zhang Wang felt that he was a small, usually courageous person, why did he get there? Are you confused about emotional matters?

"Forget it, it seems that you don't have a reliable way," Yuan Yi felt that what Zhang Wang was showing were bad ideas. He shouldn't ask for experience with Playboy, he should ask his brother about this.

But... his brother and his girlfriend have been dating for so many years and haven't gotten married. Is it really okay in terms of love?

Two unmarried people get together, probably neither want to step into the marriage grave, he, he doesn't seem to be disgusted with marrying Yan Xiaoxi?

That night, Yuan Yi once again posted a circle of friends.

Hara: Insomnia again.

As soon as this circle of friends came out, even Yuan Bo couldn't help but leave a word to his younger brother, let him rest well, don't have too much pressure at work, and don't carry anything alone.

Yuan Yi brushed the circle of friends for a while, and many people commented and liked, but there was no Yan Xiaoxi.

She should have fallen asleep at this time.

Yuan Yi thought so in his heart, opened Yan Xi's painting Weibo, and turned to the first Weibo posted by Yan Xi.

The first Weibo is a long story, depicting the story of Mother Bunny and Baby Bunny. The plot is very warm. After reading it, it will only exude happiness from the heart. There were not many comments on Weibo. He turned to the first comment. The blogger’s profile picture was Mother Rabbit, boasting how good and great the painting was. The praise and joy between the lines almost overflowed the screen.

Since this Weibo, almost all Weibo comment areas have the figure of the rabbit mother. This situation has continued for a few months, and then she never appeared again, and Yan Xi has not updated in the past six months. Weibo.

Yuan Yidian entered Rabbit's mother's Weibo, but the bloggers did not post many Weibo, and half of them were reposting Yan Xi's Weibo.

This is...mother Yan Xi's Weibo, right?

Although I have never seen how Yan Xi gets along with her mother, Yuan Yi's instinct tells him that this must have a good relationship with her mother and daughter.

Unknowingly flipping through Weibo for an hour or two, when Yuan Yi fell asleep, his mind was still thinking about the Weibo that Yan Xi posted on New Year’s Eve one year ago. The baby rabbit made a table of dishes and put three on the table. Pair of bowls and chopsticks.

The father rabbit, mother rabbit and baby rabbit stood by the window, watching the fireworks outside together.

Warm and beautiful like a dream.

"Xiaoyan, are you going to keep following?" Zhao Peng squatted on the side of the road, looking at the old farmer who served vegetables in the vegetable field, and then looked at the silt on the soles of his feet, his whole body was about to collapse.

"If you don't follow the film, how can you prove that this is their real life routine?" It rained last night and Yan Xi deliberately wore a pair of high-top leather shoes. She tied the hair behind her back with a hair rope and walked to the old man. Uncle, is there anything I can help"

"Girls, hurry up, you girls in the city can't do these rough jobs." The old man's forehead is already covered with wrinkles, his skin is dark, and his body looks tough. We don’t have to do a lot of work by ourselves, and the machine will be finished as soon as we get it. It’s like a lot of time for the whole family on such a plot of land a few decades ago.”

"It's okay, you treat it as if I'm here to join in the fun." Yan Xi helped the old man put the dug out sweet potatoes into the basket, and his white and clean hands soon got muddy.

The old man loves to watch "Things Around Us" at home when he is free, so he has a very good impression of Yan Xi, the host. Now that she is so muddy, he feels distressed. Seeing that Yan Xi insists on helping, he has no choice but to help. Reluctantly agreed, but he didn't have to ask Yan Xi if he was tired and if he needed a rest.

It didn’t take long for Yan Xi to get acquainted with the old man. The old man told her some interesting old stories. It was amused that Yan Xi kept asking about the following plot. The old man was even more proud, telling the story that was originally only a mystery. ups and downs.

For lunch, Yan Xi and Zhao Peng were at the old man's home. The vegetables on the table were picked from the ground. They tasted refreshing and tender. Yan Xi couldn't hold back any of them, so they spent half a bowl of rice.

She touched her slightly raised belly, thanking her for being like her mother, not her father, otherwise she would definitely be too fat to be photographed.

At noon, the two old men took a lunch break for an hour, and then the old lady went out to pick vegetables. The old man continued to pick up sweet potatoes. Baskets of sweet potatoes were moved into the three-wheeler of electricity. The old man hummed and talked to Yan Xi about chasing the old lady decades ago. Romantic deeds.

Speaking of the funny place, Yan Xi and the old man laughed together. Probably because they were so happy that day. Before they left, Yan Xi and Zhao Peng also received sweet potatoes, jujubes, and fresh fruits and vegetables from the old man and the old lady.

"Don't worry, these are healthy vegetables that haven't used chemicals. After eating, I will come to my grandfather's house next time." The old man patted his chest, "I don't have many other things here. There are a lot of pure natural fruits and vegetables. ."

Yan Xi nodded repeatedly, promising that he would come to visit again in the future, and then drove out of this peaceful village.

"Xiaoyan, you can do it," Zhao Peng said to Yan Xi who was driving, sitting in the passenger seat, "I found that you are especially fond of old men and old ladies. Every time you do programs related to the elderly, you are in These old people are like their granddaughters. I have been a videographer for so many years and have dealt with many hosts. I have never met a host like you who specializes in the affection of old people."

"Because I am a maverick, especially a different kind of firework," Yan Xi's tied hair is loose and drooping behind, this look is more like the heroine in a bitter drama, "I think these old men and old ladies are very good. Yes, the mystery legend is also very interesting, I almost believed it."

"These stories are all told by grandparents to coax granddaughters and grandchildren," Zhao Peng shook his head. "Senior students still believe this?"

"Believe it or not doesn't matter, the important thing is that they tell it well, and the story carries the fantasy of the last century," Yan Xi's eyes lit up, and she felt that she had the subject matter of her next comic.

Their country is vast, with different customs and legends in different places. She can compile warm and touching stories based on these magical legends.

These legends are also part of the culture. It is definitely meaningful to draw them with a pen.

He sent Zhao Peng home and had dinner at Brother Zhao's house by the way, before Yan Xi drove home slowly.

As soon as the car parked in the garage, her cell phone rang violently.

"Hey."

"Yan Xiaoxi, where are you?"

"I just went home, what's the matter?" Yan Xi heard Yuan Yi's voice a little anxiously, "What happened?"

"No, it's okay, I'll just ask," Yuan Yi's voice instantly calmed down, "Don't forget about tomorrow's party, I'm worried you can't find a place, I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Will that be too troublesome?" Yan Xi was a little embarrassed.

"Huh, I will get up early tomorrow if I know the trouble," Yuan Yi said in a cold tone, "I'll hang up if I'm okay."

The tone seemed to be her initiative to call him.

Yan Xi sighed, and before he could put the phone in his bag, it rang again. This time it was Chen Pei calling.

"Xiaoyan, where are you now?"

What is going on today, have you made an appointment?

"I just got home, Sister Chen, what's the matter with you?"

"Thank God, I just read the news and said that there was a serial car accident on the road you must pass back to the city. A woman in her twenties was seriously injured and she was sent to the hospital for rescue. I thought..." She babbled several times. , "It's okay if it's all right, the work is hard, you rest early."

It turns out that Yuan Yi called just now because she was worried that she was in a car accident?

Why is this person so awkward, he is obviously worried about her, and he pretends to be disdainful, he is a man who is so awkward and arrogant, there is really no way he can do it.

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Yi slumped in a leather chair. He didn’t sleep well last night. Today, he held two meetings and suddenly saw a car accident on a certain road. The worst hit in the picture The car was exactly the same as Yan Xi's usual car, and the report also said that a young lady in her twenties was seriously injured. He couldn't help but think of Yan Xi.

Why did he forget, there is a saying called "Missing the Thousand Years" well. She didn't even get hit by a lamp, so how could such a thing happen?

Thinking of this, he pressed the call button on the desk, and soon Assistant Meng walked in: "Boss, are you unwell?"

It's scary to see how his face is so pale.

"I'm okay. You can check the information of a wounded person for me. I want to donate to her anonymously." Yuan Yi pointed to the news and asked Assistant Meng to come and see, "It's her."

"Boss, do you know this person?" Assistant Meng looked at the injured person in the picture with mosaics all over his body. They were all blurred like this. Can the boss recognize him?

"do not know."

That person can afford to drive a Ferrari, but also needs you to donate, the money is too much to spend?

"Even if it's... accumulating virtue," Yuan Yi patted Meng Zhu on the shoulder, "Thanks for your hard work."

Assistant Meng: Anyway, it's your own money. Do whatever you like. Anyway, the money you make will be enough for him to last a few lifetimes.

"No problem, I will handle this matter properly," Assistant Meng noted down the matter. "Boss, it's not off work, why are you still not leaving?"

Yuan Yi knocked on her inexplicably trembling knee, not wanting the assistant to see his soft legs: "You go first, I will go back after reading the information."

"Good." Assistant Meng walked out.

After Assistant Meng left, he slowly got up from the chair, only to find that his knees were so soft that he did not listen.

She squeezed her knees and took out her phone to check the weather tomorrow.

The weather will be fine tomorrow, can you see the moon at night?