One Pet Gets Married

Just as Song Xici touched his chin and tilted his head, looking at the little notebook with a smile, Tang Youan's eyelashes trembled, and then his eyes slowly opened.

"Xi Ci?" Tang Youan raised his hand and gently rubbed his temples, then sat up straight and looked at her, his eyes still stained with mist, "Are you still asleep?"

"Because I couldn't sleep, I got up to drink water. By the way, that grass carp, I just saw it." Song Xici pointed to the door as he spoke.

"See? Then you... forgive me?" Tang Youan asked.

"Forgive me, really." Song Xici glanced at her sideways, then picked up the notebook on the table and turned to look at her, "You have nothing to do with all these records?"

"Because I don't want to make you angry anymore." Tang Youan replied.

"I don't want to annoy me..." Song Xici turned a page of the book and smiled, "That's it?"

"Yes," Tang Youan stared into her eyes and said confidently, "Also, you are my only friend now, so I want to know you."

"The only friend?" Song Xici held the notebook, his gaze lifted from the top of the notebook, and fell on Tang Youan's face.

"Yeah. When I was young, I don't know where the wind came from, saying that there are a lot of treasures buried in our village. Therefore, a large number of treasures and thieves came to dig. Later, the villagers had a dispute with them. The thief washed the whole village with blood, took the excavated treasures and left, and set fire to all. My parents, my parents, were killed in them. And I was taken by a little girl who was free from trouble. Fleeing." Tang Youan sighed slightly when he said this.

Song Xici watched her. Gradually, a little light flashed in his eyes. Unconsciously, he closed the notebook in his hand and gently hugged it in his arms.

"The girl is kind-hearted, nice, older than me, lively tempered, and we depend on each other. She always thinks of various ways to get food, and then divide me more than half. Even if it is difficult to walk, she She would always hold my hand. It’s a pity that she was born with weak bones and later fell ill. I could see that her life span was exhausted, but she could not be treated, and she cried for a long time in front of her." Tang Youan stared at Rumo smeared Outside of the window, she stretched out her hand, placed it on her hair, and gently stroked it to the tip of her hair.

Song Xici frowned when she heard it, trying to say something, but opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

It feels a bit cruel. If you have experienced these blows yourself, you probably have been psychologically distorted. But Tang Youan was like a blank sheet of paper.

"Later, I met Master and followed her to hide in the mountains," Tang Youan looked down slightly, "Although people often come to us for fortune-telling from thousands of miles away, they are nothing more than a deal. , They left, and in the small bamboo house, they returned to peace again, as if nothing had happened."

Song Xici looked at her and couldn't help asking again, "Isn't it boring to be like that? There is not even a person to speak."

"I don't know what boredom is. At that time, I didn't seem to feel lonely. I got up every morning and finished breakfast with the master. They practiced swords, read books, played the piano, painted, and picked wild fruits. Happy." Tang Youan recalled that, with a slight smile on the corners of her lips.

"Later, Master also passed away. I stayed there alone. Only occasionally I would go down the mountain to the market to buy some things. Plant some crops in spring, and feed the birds that often visit me; in winter, I fold a branch. Mei, sweeping the snow and warming the wine. After a long time, I am used to that person's life." When Tang Youan spoke, the expression on his face was always soft.

She was as gentle as the soft petals falling between the dresses in March, extremely harmless.

"So, now that I know you, I hope I can get to know you more. I also hope that we can spend more time with each other." Tang Youan said softly.

After listening to Song Xici, he was stunned, and then immediately smiled: "What more time? This is really true. Don't curse me, I will live a hundred years!"

"I know," Tang Youan looked at her, "with big ears, big eyebrows, long nose, bright eyes, upright, ruddy complexion, full of heaven, and your life is not short."

Song Xici was stunned: "Then you...I don't allow you to curse yourself!"

"It's not cursing myself, I just want to say that even if we lose the contract after half a year, I hope we can communicate as usual as good friends." Tang Youan explained.

Suddenly mentioning the half-year contract that he almost forgot, Song Xici's mind suddenly got stuck.

"That...that's natural..." After Song Xici came back to his senses, he compared one hand to a gun-like shape, and then pointed at Tang Youan instantly, "Good friends go together, whoever gets rid of it first is a dog!"

After speaking, Song Xici scratched his head again: "I'm going, you may not understand this stalk..."

"Well, who is the dog first. However, it is too early now, Xi Ci, go to bed." At this time, Tang Youan smiled again.

After listening to Song Xici, he looked at the time displayed on the computer and let out a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly put down the little notebook.

"Then I, go to bed first, and filming tomorrow, I have to hurry up and rest!" After Song Xici yawned with his hand covering his mouth, he left Tang Youan's room and went to his bedroom.

After watching the door closed, Tang Youan turned his head, held the brush and looked at it, showing a gentle smile on his face again. She will cherish this friend as a good student. Immediately afterwards, she also turned off the computer.

After that, Tang Youan paused after thinking of the word filming, opened the drawer again, and took out the script.

There are only three days left before she joins the group.

The role of Gu Moyan she played is not only good at singing and dancing, but also has excellent skills secretly. She is an assassin who originally lurked next to the female general to collect information, but it is a pity that she fell in love with the female general.

She fell in love with the female general, but the female general did not love her. At the same time, both the enemy and us regarded her as a thorn in the flesh, so in the end, she died like this.

Tang Youan probably flipped through it and found that this role didn't have many scenes in the early stage, but it only gradually increased in the middle stage.

After thinking about it, Tang Youan opened the Weibo that he learned to use with Shi Xiaobao only today, and checked under his account.

This account has not been updated for some days, and the update frequency is not frequent. However, no matter which one of their own Weibo posts, the masses are all working together to curse her.

"Did Tang Youan get out of the entertainment circle today? If not, I will ask again tomorrow. :

"The King of Cutouts is shameless, I'm pooh! Also, it was obvious that the fights in the previous play were all martial arts, and what kind of professional people are really hurt, why don't you die?!"

Seeing there, Tang Youan stretched out his hand and turned it slightly before his eyes.

"Just a little bit of garbage! It's disgusting to buy a character with money and shame, I originally had high expectations for "Renchen", but you have a mouse/shit in it, I would never watch it!"

"Don't, just skip the part with her, otherwise it won't be okay for other actors to suffer a lot because of her."

"It is estimated that other actors now feel that they are too bad, they want to play with such a stupid B or something..."

Tang Youan turned the pages of the script. I have to say that this script looks a bit interesting.

"I guess it's not a role to buy, maybe it's the director or something who thinks she's done enough recently and the topic is high enough to bring a wave of popularity to the show?

"Why did Song Xici fall in love with your kind of trash? I'm afraid, I can't pull her back, so I can only see you manually. Near the ink is black, all those who can play together are a bunch of raccoons, I wish You two scumbags will grow old!"

"Since Song Xici has been with you, she has lost her reputation. It is said that she has not received any good scripts recently. Are you very happy?"

Tang Youan closed the script abruptly, shook it down, and placed it on the table, slowly raising his drooping eyes, looking at the wall.

Looking at the words on the phone screen, she then stood up, put one hand under the snow-white bathrobe behind her, paced to the window, and looked at the things outside.