The plane glided smoothly into the clouds, but Feng Suheng was still in a daze and had not yet come to his senses.

Looking back, I saw He Sichen and Ye Wan sitting together, each with a pair of headphones, looking at the lyrics on the tablet with their heads facing each other.

That was the ending song of He Sichen's new movie. It was decided that it would be sung by Shen Yuxin when we were having hotpot at Yuehu Bay Apartment.

After a while, Ye Wan wrote the lyrics and composed the music.

The movie hasn't been released yet, but the production company has already promoted it well through the ending song of One and Shen Yuxin.

Together with Around the World Travels and Iceland Pajama Party, He Sichen and Ye Wan have been either taking turns or teaming up to appear in the top ten trending searches these days.

At this moment, the two were chatting and listening to music, as if they were going on vacation instead of meeting their relatives.

I want to ask He Sichen, are you sure you won't regret it? I also want to ask Ye Wan, are you really not going to persuade him to calm down for ten days or half a month before making a decision? But countless scenes flashed through my mind like a movie.

He sat on a bench on the street with a dead heart, looking at the overpass not far away again and again.

Across the street, He Sichen, a courier, rode his bike around in circles just to muster up the courage to hand him half a burrito.

They lived together in a single apartment assigned by the company. He slept on the sofa and He Sichen slept on the bed. The two of them traveled around 365 days a year. No matter how hard or tired they were, no one would say that they should just give up.

Then he became famous, and they have been together till today.

Because of him, He Sichen went from being a courier boy to becoming a top star in the entertainment industry today.

Because of He Sichen, he became one of the best gold medal agents in the entertainment industry.

They made each other successful.

But could he and He Sichen, who shared the same burrito under the overpass seven years ago, have imagined what would happen today?

Everything is arranged by fate!

After exhaling a breath, Feng Suheng's heart, which had been anxious for a week, suddenly calmed down.

Three hours later, the plane landed at Licheng Airport.

It was still sunset when we walked out of the airport, and by the time the car drove into the village, it was already dark without any light at all.

The moon above cast a silver frost on the ground, making the rugged bluestone road particularly difficult to walk on.

The village was quiet. Along the way, the sounds of frogs croaking in the distance, the faint sound of television nearby, and the occasional barking of dogs, all complemented each other, making the whole village even quieter.

Just as he rounded the alley and saw the house at the end, He Sichen stopped abruptly.

At night, everything was pitch black.

But there seemed to be two flames burning in He Sichen's eyes.

His body was as tense as a string, as if it would break if he relaxed his breath. He Sichen took a deep breath and strode forward.

Ding ding.

Ding ding ding.

There was a knock on the door and the voices inside stopped for a moment.

Then, a bright young voice rang out in the yard, "Who is it?"

He Sichen was silent.

The door was opened with the sound of footsteps. The boy inside was stunned. "Who... are you looking for?"

The door was a few steps behind the boy.

It was summer, and a beaded curtain hung on the door.

You can see thinly sliced ​​watermelon on the small square table behind the curtain. The woman is holding half a slice of watermelon, eating it while looking outside.

The man sitting on the bamboo chair was smoking his pipe.

It is bright inside and dark outside, and I can't see clearly what is going on outside.

The man walked out while smoking a cigarette, "Ah Xi, who's here?"

The next moment, he saw He Sichen and Ye Wan standing outside the door.

The man was stunned, and the pipe in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

It’s fun to update frequently, but the manuscripts will be burned to ashes!

Aaaah!!! Help!!!!

(End of this chapter)