"Xi Ci..."

"Don't just keep silent..." Song Xici sniffed.

Tang Youan stunned for a moment, then squatted down in front of Song Xici.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the snowflakes are like fluffy catkins flying all over the sky, scattered like chaff under the night light, permeating the loneliness that belongs to winter.

At this time, Song Xici also slowly raised his head, and the snow-covered hoodie fell back, revealing a face with a red nose from the cold.

Tang Youan looked at her appearance, only feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"You've been waiting for me here?" Tang Youan asked.

"Yeah! The ghost knows where you are going! You scared me to death, don't you know?! You have to keep your mobile phone with you when you go out or something, don't you know?!" After Song Xici was silent for a moment, he suddenly charged Give her an education.

"Excuse me, I haven't developed the habit of keeping my mobile phone with me..."

"Then give me the habit of not leaving the body with my mobile phone!" Song Xici continued to say with red eyes, "Now! Right now! Right now!"

"Okay, remember." Tang Youan nodded.

Song Xici glanced at her again, did not answer, just raised his palm, wiped his right eye, then hugged his knees with both hands and looked at the ground sideways.

"How long have you waited for me?" Tang Youan asked.

"You don't care how long I have been waiting." Song Xi replied dullly.

"Are you angry with me?" Tang Youan asked, sitting next to her.

"..." Song Xi stopped talking, finally glanced at her, then looked out without speaking.

"Are you worried about me?" So Tang Youan asked again.

"Tan, why don't you worry about it," Song Xici's eyes widened, "Humans will have feelings for raising cats and dogs, let alone big people, right?!"

After listening, Tang Youan couldn't help but smiled.

"It's too cold outside, let's go in first." Tang Youan said afterwards.

After listening to Song Xici, he was confused and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. But when he was about to get up, Song Xici's legs became weak and fell.

There are countless ants crawling on the head in both legs, and there is no way to stand up straight.

"I'll carry you on my back." Tang Youan said.

"It doesn't matter... I can stand up after a while..." Song Xici shook his head.

After that, Song Xici put one hand on the steps and tried to stand up again, but the movements were very slow.

Tang Youan looked at her for a while, and finally put the wine he bought aside, and took a step forward over Song Xici's wrist.

"Hey?" Before Song Xici recovered, he suddenly felt lighter, so he hurriedly hooked Tang Youan's neck while swaying.

"Don't be so stubborn." Tang Youan looked at her, her tone revealing a bit tough.

"not me…"

"I'll take you in." Tang Youan hugged her, whispered softly, her hair pulled out, revealing her white neck.

So Song Xici stopped talking and just let her hug and return to the house. Wrapped her hands around her warm neck, then tightened a little bit, then raised her face slightly, looking at her smooth jaw.

After walking a few steps, Tang Youan stopped again and looked down at Song Xici in his arms.

Under the light, Song Xici's eyes looked watery, and her lips looked pink.

"What's the matter, I'm too heavy, you can't hold it anymore?" After Song Xici finished speaking, she avoided her sight.

"No, I just want to tell you, I won't leave without saying goodbye." Tang Youan said.

When Song Xi heard the words, he turned his head slashingly and looked at her.

"Unless one day, you tell me to go." Tang Youan let out a sigh of relief.

After listening to Song Xici, the corners of his lips curled up: "Spoken words."

More than a week ended.

The first episode of the show "Memorists and Heroes", which Tang Youan participated in the filming, was officially launched.

The broadcast time is set at eight o'clock in the evening. Before that, the official V of the program group had already distributed some gif tidbits, but the comments below were basically rushing to scold Tang Youan.

But the people in the show group are very happy. I haven't encountered such a grand occasion for a while. If you scold you, you can scold you. This just shows that the masses are paying attention to it.

The show was broadcast at 8 o'clock in the evening, but Tang Youan was filming, so she didn't have time to watch her mobile phone until half an hour after the show ended.

I saw that the discussion on the program on Weibo was so enthusiastic that it was about to explode.

Especially the video of her playing the song she gave to Song Xici, and within a short period of time, the amount of reposted comments and likes rose like a rocket.

Everyone was stunned.

On the hot topics, the first is "Tang Youan talks about giving gifts to Qing", the second is "Tang Youan is cute", and the fifth is "Tang Youan is full of poems".

"Oh my God! Is this the Tang Youan I used to know?!"

"Damn, the old lady's melon seeds and peanut mineral water is ready, so she is ready to scold me, and the result is that one piece of music captured me, I..."

"Who is going to hold me crazy who wants to turn my fans!! One cow can't hold me, just pull ten cows for me!!"

"..."

Tang Youan smiled as he watched. Finally, it was not a swarm of scolding her.

However, many people still have a malicious speculation about Tang Youan. Among them, three comments under Tang Youan's Weibo are the most popular.

A drawer of pan-fried buns: "Tsk, look at their Weibo, Song Xici doesn't even care about her, okay? The beginning of the song or something, ask someone to make up it, it is unilaterally wanting to use Song Hype to bind me. It's disgusting, I don't love it, but I have to pretend it!"

Dapeng spread his wings: "Tang Youan, you have worked hard. I must be very tired to play the piano pretendingly, right?!"

Make a cigarette: "Oh, Tang Youan's memorization is pretty good this time. Are you going to start the whitewashing route?"

After thinking about it, Tang Youan picked out the comment from the person who said she was playing the piano, and replied: "This friend's words are bad. The thing I play is the zither, not the guqin. The piano has seven strings, also known as Qixian Qin. There is no piano code; the zither has twenty-one strings and there is a piano code. The guqin is pleased with yourself, and the zither is pleased with others."

Finally, Tang Youan replied to smoke: "It is the wish of most young girls throughout the ages to turn white. I have this yearning, so why not?"

Finally, Tang Youan thought for a moment, @ reposted a piece of raw pan-frying, and @了Actors Song Xi Ci: "Xi Ci, she is your fan, rounding up is counted as my relatives and friends. I don’t dare to say it seriously. As for using it, I can’t use it. If you take advantage of it, let you have a good life and talk to her about the specific situation."

On the other side, Song Xici also just got his mobile phone. After seeing Tang Youan's @, she smiled and walked aside, then her head tilted and she started typing crackling.

After a few minutes, Tang Youan received a prompt from Song Xici to forward her Weibo.

When I opened it, I saw Song Xici and said, "Yes, she has pretended not to love me for many years, and she has twisted the arrogant and arrogant sorrow! It made me give up. So, you are welcome, everyone. Let's go together! Don't be polite, beat her to death!"

Netizen: "Wait! Is this what is in the legend? Two words!"

Netizen: "Yes, dog food!"

Netizen: ╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻"

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