Song Yu was shocked.

grass.

In your previous life, you really shot Zhao Ziyu.

Does your boyfriend know you so well?

He held the phone in his hand, unable to speak for a long time. But Xie Sui's words seemed to give him a tranquilizer, dispelling his anxiety and irritability.

Xie Sui lowered his eyes and decided to strike first. Based on his understanding of Song Yu, he was afraid that there were some things that he would not speak of for a long time just to save face, so he asked, "Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

Song Yu blinked, lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling of the room, and his thoughts turned around in his mind.

I might as well confess to him: "Remember the dream I used to talk about?"

Xie Sui: "Yeah."

Song Yu said: "Every time I dream, it's about you."

Xie Sui smiled: "That's great."

Song Yu: "Not good!" What a hammer!

Xie Sui: "Well, it's my fault for making you dream about me every time."

Song Yu: "..." He tried to change the subject and said, "I dreamed about the future, do you believe it?"

Xie Sui paused for a few seconds, thinking about what his normal reaction would be, and finally smiled slowly: "Is my Yu Yu that powerful?"

Song Yu: “…”

His ears were hot and his face was red again!

However, after falling in love, the straight male soul that he had tried so hard to suppress began to rise again.

Damn, I'm serious with you!

What are you flirting with!

Song Yu said, "This dream is very long, just like a TV series. I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly over the phone. Come to City A and I'll tell you."

Xie Sui chuckled, his voice cold, yet indescribably gentle with the night: "Okay, in exchange, I'll tell you a secret."

Song Yu's eyes widened, and his heart felt itchy as if it was scratched by a feather. "What is it?"

Xie Sui said: "Once you tell it, it's no longer a secret."

Song Yu could only suppress it: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Song Yu has been autistic for nearly ten years due to an illness, so naturally he doesn't have many friends in City A. As his older sister, Song Wanying was asked by her parents to take him around.

The next day, my parents had already gone to the company.

While Song Yu was eating breakfast, Song Wanying was feeding the parrot beside him, and while feeding, she also instilled her earthy love words: "Come, repeat with me, you are the joy of my youth, and the boy I like is also you."

The macaw opened its mouth to eat and said to her, "You are so kind. I like you very much!"

Song Wanying laughed for a long time.

Song Yu was drinking milk nearby, and she found the sound so offensive that she thought she was simply possessed.

After washing her hands, Song Wanying sat opposite Song Yu. Today she was a delicate girl, dressed up beautifully, from hairstyle to earrings to matching, and it took her two hours to finish it while sitting in front of the mirror.

"Hurry up, after you finish eating, accompany me to visit the set."

Song Yu: "Which one?"

Song Wanying excitedly took out her cell phone and swiped the screen. The screen opened to see a photo of a swordsman in white. He had bronze skin and strong features. He stood in a sea of ​​green bamboo, looking indescribably cool and domineering.

"Look at your future brother-in-law!"

Song Yu: "..." How come he remembered that his brother-in-law was an elegant, handsome, and fair-skinned man?

But who can tell for sure what happens in dreams?

As for his sister's marriage, he chose to keep silent.

When they were about to go out, Song Wanying insisted on going upstairs to touch up her makeup. Bored Song Yu sat at the table reading the newspaper.

The front page of the newspaper was actually about the Xie family, not about Xie Sinian's generation. After all, few people dared to expose such family feuds.

It belongs to Xinrui, a technology company managed by Xie Mingsen, the eldest son of Xie Sinian, as the president.

Scandals abound, first the personal information of customers was leaked, then the newly developed game was accused of plagiarism. There is now a lot of criticism online and the company’s stock market is falling.

It seems like things have been brewing for several days.

Song Yu went on Weibo.

One of the top three trending searches is Xinrui.

The heat has not dissipated yet, and when you click on it, you will see passionate insults from all kinds of netizens.

I curse Xinrui to go bankrupt soon and its top executives to get out and die.

Song Yu had no interest in this.

To be precise, he noticed that the name was Xie Mingsen.

I’m afraid that netizens’ expectations will be dashed. It is not so quick and easy for a listed company to go bankrupt, not to mention that Xie Mingsen is backed by the Xie family.

The more this kind of news is suppressed, the more it will arouse public anger. Besides, Xie Sinian himself is so busy that he probably has no time to take care of his eldest son's affairs, so he let it stay on the hot search for so long.

Song Wanying came downstairs, looking very energetic.

Song Yu put away the newspaper, looked her up and down, and asked, "What is your identity when you visited the set?"

Song Wanying lifted her curly hair and said, "It's so easy. I got the qualification to visit Brother Minghe's set through his fan group with my excellent social skills. Your sister's current personality is probably that of a pure female college student who quietly pursues her idol."

Song Yu sneered: "Pure female college student?"

Song Wanying: "That's right."

Song Yu: "What are you after? Didn't you want to play the role of a domineering female CEO yesterday?"

Song Wanying said calmly: "I just want a pure love without any material things mixed in."

Song Yu: “666.”

Song Wanying fiddled with her earrings and sighed, "In the final analysis, it's because I'm too poor. I look so prosperous on the surface, but I know exactly what kind of life I'm living. Why is Dad so old-fashioned? Oh, it's not just him, but also his group of middle-aged and elderly entrepreneur friends, haha."

Song Yu exposed her: "If you really love him, you should sell your belongings. I remember that when you were an adult, your grandfather gave you a house in Shui'an Mansion."

Song Wanying: "It's not about money. If I really spend a fortune on him, Mr. Song will feel embarrassed and I will be scolded when I come back, haha."

Song Yu was too lazy to complain about her and turned back to the question of today's schedule: "If I go with you, won't I be bored?"

He glanced at the parrot beside him bathing in the golden sunlight and said, "It's better to walk the bird alone."

Song Wanying was puzzled: "Is this lousy parrot as good-looking as my brother?"

The macaw was very smart. Upon hearing what Song Wanying said, it immediately flapped its wings and started to complain with its eyes wide open: "I have all the looks you like."

Song Yu was amused, "That's pretty impressive."

Song Wanying rolled her eyes: "What the hell is this?"

The parrot was praised and repeated it proudly.

"I have all the looks you like! I have all the looks you like!"

"Shut up. Just one sentence."

The parrot didn't listen: "I have all the looks you like!"

Song Yu sneered, "The way I like you looks ugly."

Song Wanying: “…………”

The parrot probably sensed a bad atmosphere and immediately changed its words, saying, "If you are well, it will be a sunny day. If you are well, it will be a sunny day."

It was a really nice day outside, with clear blue skies. The sun shone on the unmelted snow in the garden, shining brightly.

But Song Yu already felt fed up with this annoying bird, so he walked out with a smile and threatened directly: "If you say one more word, you won't survive today."

The macaw closed its mouth wisely.

Hua Yan, the little princess of the chairman of Star City Entertainment, is Song Wanying’s childhood friend. So, Song Wanying got the pass issued by the fan group, but she did not go to visit the set with the group.

Arrived at the film and television city.

Song Yu really didn't want to waste time with her here, so he sent her here and planned to run away.

However, Song Wanying stopped him and said, "Genius Director Song, don't you plan to go and observe?"

Song Yu refused very straightforwardly: "I don't want to."

Hua Yan stopped her and said, "Don't make things difficult for your brother. Yu Yu doesn't chase stars, and it's boring to go there. Let him walk around."

Only then did Song Wanying let him go.

This place is an ancient style photography base.

There are rockery gardens, pavilions, towers, carved beams and painted buildings on the sides, which are antique in style.

Song Yu is handsome, tall and has long legs. Many people secretly took photos of him along the way, trying to guess which little star he is.

Song Yu was bored and saw that he had been receiving many crazy messages in the class group. He found a pavilion to sit down and started replying to the messages.

[Sadako never forgets the well digger: Brother Yu, how are you doing in City A? Alas, it feels like a long time since I last saw you. I miss you so much now! 】

[Your husband, Brother Yu: ...Have you finished your winter vacation homework? 】So free.

No, don’t mention it. After I got the results back, my dad beat me up immediately. The worst thing is that my mom caught me playing games all night long, and now she is forcing me to learn how to cook from her. Ahhhh, I give up! I was dying in the restaurant! 】

[Lights are as bright as in the past: Hahahahahaha that's amazing. Next time when our class has a team building event, let's go on a picnic. Brother Sadako, remember to show off your skills.]

[Ninety-year-old sick jungler: Brother Yu, is it snowing in city A? Take a photo and show it to us.]

[It’s Wanwan: Why are you taking pictures of the snow!] Shoot people! handsome guy! Take a selfie! 】

Song Yu ignored the fuss.

He stepped out and wanted to chat with Xie Sui, when he suddenly felt someone sitting next to him.

After the snow has stopped, everything feels fresh and cool. The person sitting next to him seemed to have the same smell.

Song Yu tilted his head and found... a pretty good-looking boy.

Go 50-50 with him.

He was dressed casually and was on the phone. His voice was quite nice. "I'm at the ancient style filming base in the film and television city. Well, I just came to play with them. I'm almost well, don't worry. OK, come and pick me up."

He put down his phone, tilted his head and looked, and happened to meet Song Yu's eyes.

Song Yu also saw his facial features clearly.

He has a deep profile, phoenix-shaped eyes, thin lips, fair skin, and a sense of elegance and nobility. His temperament is also unique, and you can tell at first glance that he is the son of a wealthy family.

The young man met his gaze and did not avoid it. He just smiled and said, "There is no one around, right? If there is no one, I will sit here first."

Song Yu was not a very outgoing person, and she did not have any enthusiasm for strangers, so she answered him, "No one is here, please sit down."

After saying that, he lowered his head and continued playing with his phone.

The boy nodded politely, placed his laptop on his lap, leaned against the railing of the booth seat, and began typing on the keyboard with his slender hands. The sound is crisp and smooth in the ears.

Song Yu began to accept Ma Xiaoding's continuous complaints.

There was no time to even go out and look for Xie Sui.

[Sadako never forgets the well digger: I only studied for three days, but my parents thought I was ready to become a master. Let me take care of today’s lunch! Oh my god! How to open the gas tank! Which way are you turning? I give up and I don’t know how to do it! I've never used a gas can! Your husband, Brother Yu

[Sadako never forgets the well digger: Oh oh oh, there’s fire, there’s fire, I twisted it right! But should I add oil or water first? Aren’t salt, MSG, sauce and vinegar labeled with their names? Your husband, Brother Yu

[Sadako never forgets the well digger: Ahhhhh, I smell a very strange smell! Is it the gas tank? I turned my head and there was a gas leak! Ahhhhh! what to do! Am I going to be poisoned to death today? What should I do, Brother Yu! ! Your husband, Brother Yu

A row of exclamation points.

Song Yu was annoyed by him.

[Your husband, Brother Yu: Don’t panic, smoke a cigarette and calm down first]

After he replied, he suddenly heard the sound of candy wrappers being peeled off.

When I tilted my head, I found that the boy next to me tore open a mint candy and put it in his mouth. His eyes never left the screen, serious and focused.