Please Smile at Me

After dinner, Li Cen rushed to wash the dishes, but Zhang Yingying simply ignored her and watched the Spring Festival Gala chatting with her father in the living room.

Father Zhang blamed: "How can you let the guests wash the dishes?"

"It makes sense." She got up, walked to the cooking counter, and whispered: "The rice has been cleaned, and the dishes have been washed. Is it time to go?"

Li Cen raised his eyes: "You really want to drive me away?"

"nonsense."

"Just stay for one night, really, I didn't even prepare the thorns, so I dare not go back and plead guilty." Li Cen wiped his hands, went back to the living room, sat down next to Zhang's father, pointed to the programs on TV and chatted with him .

After making the old man happy, he begged to stay overnight, put his hands on the armrest, and looked at him pitifully.

Zhang's father softened his heart and agreed directly. When guests came to the house, they couldn't help being lively, and it was the first time for his daughter's friend to play. He was very polite and took out all the food and drink.

"Xiao Cen, you're welcome, eat more. Yingying bought them all, and I can't eat these things."

Li Cen peeled a few pistachios and put them in his hands: "Okay. Uncle, tell me what you like to eat, and I'll peel it for you and buy it for you."

Father Zhang kept laughing and asked about her work. Li Cen was not stage-frightened, so he chatted and asked about the old man's retirement life. You come and I go, it seems to have become a year-end friendship.

Zhang Yingying sat on the other side and was neglected, as if she was picked up. Occasionally, Li Cen would be spotted from the corner of the eye, and the other party would quickly catch it and return his gaze, as if he was deliberately waiting for her.

The loud and high-pitched voice of the host on the TV started the countdown, and there was a crackling sound in the sky outside.

Zhang Yingying got up and pushed her father to the back garden. The two looked up at the colorful fireworks in the sky in silence. It wasn't until the night sky gradually became quiet that the two regained their senses.

Li Cen stood behind, looking at the backs of their father and daughter, for some reason, looked very lonely.

Zhang Yingying went to the bathroom to prepare the washing things, pushed her father in, put her hands into his armpits, silently gritted her teeth and picked him up from the wheelchair.

There was a muffled sound from the bathroom.

Li Cen was worried, walked to the door and saw that the door was open, and saw Father Zhang leaning on the edge of the bathtub, rubbing his back, the pain made his face wrinkle, but he didn't say a word. He glanced this way, smiled self-deprecatingly, and then turned his head with a tense face.

Zhang Yingying couldn't stand still, and continued to lift the person up again.

Even though both of them were struggling, no one snorted. The atmosphere was too dull, which was very different from the scene at dinner.

Li Cen roughly guessed the reason, walked in in two or three steps, patted her hand away, breaking the awkward atmosphere: "Let me do it, let me do the job of hugging the handsome guy, and take advantage of it."

As she said that, she picked it up quickly and firmly, put it carefully in the bathtub, squatted down and looked at Father Zhang, and acted like a good boy: "Handsome guy, will I have a red envelope reward tomorrow morning?"

Father Zhang's tense face cracked a little, his stiff eyes slowly bent down, and his lips squirmed: "Yes, big red envelope."

"Then I have to look forward to it." Li Cen got up and rubbed his shoulders.

Zhang Yingying's eyes stayed on her for a moment, pulled her out, and turned around to ask: "Dad, call us when it's done."

"Um."

Li Cen glanced down at the hand on his arm, and couldn't help being mean: "Are you inviting me?"

Zhang Yingying was startled, reacted for a moment, let go of his hand in disgust, and cursed: "Shameless, mangy dog, disgusting ghost."

Li Cen saw that she finally had no mourning face, and continued to tease: "Don't lock the door at night, I want to visit home."

Zhang Yingying had never seen her so shameless, blushing and about to hit someone, but the other party ran away, and she even chased after her.

Like a kindergarten kid, the two picked up the pillows on the sofa to fight, and they didn't know who was tired first, and finally collapsed on the sofa together gasping for breath, and changed to a verbal fight.

"Li Cen, how can you be so shameless?"

"Who said that I have such a good-looking face, who would dare not want it." Li Cen smiled.

"Pooh."

The two continued to quarrel, Zhang Yingying scolded everything she could, and laughed to herself after scolding: "Am I really like a shrew now?"

"It's not like, you Wu Nong scolded people softly, it's so nice." Li Cen's serious tone made her startled.

She turned her head to look at the other party, maybe she was tired, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Li Cen stretched out his finger to tease her chin, got up and rolled up his sleeves: "I'll show you what a shrew is, it's definitely like my mother. When I came out of the closet, she broke the feather duster, There was a lot of trouble at home, and the neighbors in the neighborhood knew about it. I wondered if she was helping me to promote it on purpose."

As she said that, she imitated her mother's scolding and beating style back then, amused Zhang Yingying, and laughed until her stomach ached while hugging the pillow.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked with a smile, "Are you really out of the closet? How old are you?"

Li Cen counted: "It must have been more than ten years, and I can't remember the details. At that time, when I was a sophomore, the flower bones of the motherland had just grown up, and they were destroyed by my mother."

When Zhang Yingying saw her jokingly talking about the wild things back then, she didn't seem to care at all. Many bitter details were omitted, which aroused her heartache instead...

Wait, what a pain!

She restrained herself and asked inadvertently, "Why did you come out?"

Li Cen sat down, supported the sofa with one hand, looked at her with his head on his head, and said, "Because I'm in love, and the partner is a woman."

This can only be the reason. Although she guessed it, Zhang Yingying still frowned unobtrusively, and joked: "It's amazing, what's the matter again? Where's your girlfriend?"

"separated."

Zhang Yingying sighed: "...Then it's a pity that you came out of this closet."

"It's not a pity." Li Cen said, "Sooner or later, it will be out, just to pave the way for my future girlfriend. Look, isn't the blind date my mother arranged for me this Chinese New Year is a girl?"

Zhang Yingying pretended not to hear the stress of the phrase "future girlfriend" and said, "I actually envy you a little bit."

Li Cen smiled: "You, you are just too bored and overwhelmed, so live a more relaxed life. Just like... Zhao Qingying, who dares to love and hate, is not afraid of anything, what a wonderful life."

Zhang Yingying bit her lower lip: "She has that capital."

"Don't you?"

Zhang Yingying: "I'm talking about family. Her family is well-off, so she naturally dares to pursue what she wants."

Li Cen suddenly became quiet, and said in a deep voice, "If you say this, I want to beat you for my uncle."

Zhang Yingying was slightly surprised, and then she heard her scolding: "Obviously I have capital that others cannot have, but I am always timid, envious of this and that, shrinking my head like a turtle. To put it bluntly , it's because of her birth, and my uncle's physical condition..."

Zhang Yingying's lips twitched, and she wanted to refute, but she was speechless. Those hidden embarrassing thoughts were caught off guard just like that.

People in the entertainment industry will protect the privacy of family members, and she has always been very grateful for this invisible rule. She loved her father, but the ridicule that accompanied her as a child was also her nightmare. So when the reporter asked what kind of person her father was, she didn't know what was wrong for a while, and said that he was a handsome man in a whitewashed manner, and didn't talk about anything else.

Li Cen said: "Do you think uncle can't detect it? I just appeared at the door. You may not have seen the way he looked at me. Depression, embarrassment, begging, begging, I pretended not to see, didn't see his glamorous daughter struggling to hold him."

Zhang Yingying lowered her eyes, and there was a sudden warmth in her eye sockets.

"Why is he so enthusiastic about me? It's not because I said I'm your friend. He's been telling me how amazing you are, and he has to emphasize it again and again in case I don't know." Li Cen shook her hand, "Emotional It will affect each other, he is uncomfortable at first, and he is afraid of losing face for you..."

Zhang Yingying blinked, and suddenly a drop of hot tears scalded her clothes.

His head was rubbed by one hand, and immediately fell into a warm embrace, and his back was gently patted.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Cen whispered in her ear: "Be confident, uncle is so handsome, and you are the most popular actor on screen... Also, remember not to lock the door."

She shook her shoulders and twisted the opponent's thigh without raising her head. Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening, he hurriedly broke away from his arms, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.

Li Cen got up: "Uncle, I'll take you back to your room. Oh, this shower gel is a bit fragrant."

Father Zhang said with a smile: "Yes, Yingying bought it, and said it was imported. You say that I am an old man, and it is not good to use such a fragrant one."

"I know, you old men like to rub soap, and so does my dad." Li Cen smiled and pushed the wheelchair. There is an elevator in the room, which is convenient for the old man to move around. Asked which room, went straight to the bedroom.

Zhang's father suddenly shouted: "Yingying, I'm going to bed, so don't play too late."

Zhang Yingying nodded: "Well, good." Her voice was slightly hoarse.

She quickly rushed into the bathroom to take a shower, and came out half an hour later, her face was flushed red and her hair was steaming. To buy time, I didn't dry it in the bathroom, and prepared all the disposable toiletries before going back to the room.

Li Cen took her arm: "I will visit home later."

Zhang Yingying shook off her hand and stared back at her, but her face was still flushed, not steamy, but still shy.

She went back to the room in two or three steps, locked it immediately, threw herself on the bed, rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.

After a long time, she suddenly opened her eyes, got up and opened the door, pretending to be natural, went to inspect the corridor, like a police dog, only heard the movement of the bathroom.

She snorted and went back to her room to sleep, the door seemed to have been forgotten.

There were footsteps in the stairwell, very clearly, and she stared at the ceiling in a daze. The footsteps stopped at the door, and she subconsciously tightened her fingers, clutching the quilt, revealing only her eyes.

The room was so quiet that only the sound of heartbeat could be heard. However, the door did not open, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

She was stunned for a while, then sat up abruptly, stared at the door for a long time, and went out angrily. She didn't wake up until she saw the lights in the living room. Why is she here?

Beating his head in frustration, he was about to go back to his room. The elevator opened again, and Li Cen came out with a glass of milk: "I'm afraid you may lose sleep, so prepare some milk."

Zhang Yingying looked at her with a worried expression.

Li Cen suspected that she was angry, so he approached and whispered, "Don't be angry, I'm just teasing you, I won't be visiting tonight, you should have a good rest."

Zhang Yingying's eyes seemed to be on fire, she angrily hooked the belt of her nightgown, and brought it into her room without saying a word.