Song Shengsheng lowered her head and moved closer. Song Ming put his arm around her shoulders and whispered, "Don't think about having children for the next three years!"

"Brother!" Song Shengsheng pushed him away: "Why are you worrying about this?"

"Don't worry about what I do. Jiang Yiyu has already agreed to this matter, and I have to inform you. I am doing this for your own good."

"I don't need you to worry about me, just take care of yourself!"

"You naughty kid, you really don't listen to any advice."

…

Old Zhao parked the car at the gate of Song Shengsheng's community. Song Ming was worried about her going upstairs alone, so he helped her carry her suitcase and sent her to the door of her house before leaving.

After packing her suitcase, Song Shengsheng took a comfortable bath. Before going to bed, she made a video call to Jiang Yiyu, who answered the call almost immediately.

On the other end of the video, he was leaning against the head of the bed reading a script, holding the pajamas that Song Shengsheng left with him in his arms.

"My dear, why did you just think of me?"

"I just took a shower." Song Shengsheng put the phone on the bedside table: "Why are you holding my pajamas?"

Jiang Yiyu picked up the lotus pink silk pajamas and sniffed it: "I can only fall asleep when I smell your scent."

"abnormal."

Jiang Yiyu smiled and said, "I miss you."

"It's only been a short time since we've been apart, and you miss me so soon." Song Shengsheng threw back the quilt and lay down. She turned sideways, propped up her head with her arm, and adjusted herself to a comfortable position. She looked at the phone screen: "Are you still having a fever?"

Jiang Yiyu put down the script in his hand and touched his forehead: "The fever is gone, I feel like I'm almost better."

"You're so awesome that you're not afraid of hurting your back when you brag."

Jiang Yiyu smiled and lowered his eyes, flipping through the script casually: "Since you left, I feel like this place has become a lot quieter."

"You'll get used to it in a couple of days."

"My goodness, you are so cold."

"I'm telling the truth." Song Shengsheng reached out and touched Jiang Yiyu's face on the screen: "Think about it, you already can't bear to leave me. If I say I miss you again, won't you be even sadder?"

"My dear, as a history student, can you please stop being so cold and show a little more humanistic care?"

"Humanitarian care, is this how the word is used?"

"You little heartless guy." Jiang Yiyu flipped through the script casually and fell silent. Song Shengsheng also quieted down after listening to the rustling sound of flipping papers.

After a long moment, Jiang Yiyu raised his eyes and looked at the screen: "My dear, I just saw a really good sentence and I want to tell you."

"Well, go ahead."

Jiang Yiyu cleared his throat and held up the script. He spoke in a serious tone, "It's 4:30 in the morning, and the crabapple blossoms are still awake. I always feel that you should be by my side at this time."

He looked at Song Shengsheng again: "How is it? Is this sentence good?"

Song Shengsheng smiled and buried her face in her arms. "Kawabata Yasunari's 'Flowers Never Sleep.' Jiang Yiyu, what kind of drama are you shooting? Why is the script full of love stories?"

Jiang Yiyu also smiled. He put his phone back on the stand on the bedside table, pulled out a piece of paper from the script, and held it up to the camera: "Actually... it's not a line from the script. I found it online and thought I'd tell you about it. Don't you like it?"

"I like it, Brother Yi Yu, you are quite serious about your relationship."

Jiang Yiyu touched the tip of his nose embarrassedly. "You are so hard to pursue, how dare I not put my heart into it! I've noticed that there are many books in your old house and where you live now. I was foolish before and didn't read too many. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to talk to you. I was also afraid that after a long time, we would have nothing in common and you would dislike me."

"No, as long as you want, we can study together in the future. Brother Yi Yu..."

"What's wrong?"

"You...actually, you really don't have to be too careful with me. No matter what my brother said to you, our relationship is something we've built together, and we've lived our lives together. I like you, and it has nothing to do with anyone or anything."

Jiang Yiyu didn't say anything.

Song Shengsheng looked at him and lowered her eyes for a while: "I really hope June can come soon."

"Me too." Jiang Yiyu lay back on the pillow with his phone in hand. Song Shengsheng watched him bury his face in his pajamas, with only his eyes exposed as he stared at the phone screen. She asked her, "How did you spend last summer vacation?"

"Let me think about it. Last year, I stayed at home for most of the month, and then Su Bei dragged me out for some fun. I watched two concerts, attended a few events, and even met you."

"See me, when?"

"One day at the airport, we ran into each other by chance, but there were too many people around you. I glanced at you from a distance and then left."

"Just one glance?"

"More than that." She paused. "Last year, we met twice, through many people, and we looked at each other more than twice. Since you didn't see me, I'll pretend I haven't seen you. That's only fair."

"My dear, what is there about me that deserves your love?"

Song Shengsheng reached out and adjusted the angle of her phone, her face disappearing from the camera. Jiang Yiyu looked at the ceiling of her bedroom and listened to her smile as she said, "To use the words of fans, it's that brother has a great face and godlike acting skills. I'm crazy about him, I'm crazy about him, I'd bang my head against the wall for him, his nose is so high, I could slide down it... In short, I have to sleep with Jiang Yiyu at least once in my life!"

"Where did you hear all this?"

"I just made it up." Song Shengsheng was amused by herself. She listened to Jiang Yiyu's laughter and asked, "How is it? Did you like it, brother? If you don't like it, I'll make you another one!"

"you say."

Song Shengsheng thought for a moment and formulated his words: "Brother is simply an immortal, with an immortal appearance and a graceful figure. He can play any role well. This person should only exist in heaven. It's a blessing to see him on earth!"

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