Since that day when I met Zhou Qishen, Zhao Xiyin has not had a good sleep, has insomnia at night and has many dreams during the day.

Zhao Wenchun repeatedly reminded, "Go and see the doctor."

Zhao Xiyin sat on the sofa and rubbed her eyebrows in a daze. The curtains at home were open, and the sunlight at ten o'clock was very dazzling. She stroked her fingers into her hair, and her dark circles were heavy.

Zhao Wenchun wore an apron and held a big spatula in his hand, hoping to knock on his daughter's head, "Did you hear it?"

Zhao Xiyin grinned: "The real murderer."

After breakfast, Zhao Wenchun wanted to speak but stopped, and his eyes dodged and hesitated, and hesitated: "I called over there in the morning and wanted you to have lunch today."

Zhao Xiyin applied lipstick to the mirror and said nothing for a long time. She said a long time later: "I understand."

Zhao Xiyin took the subway to Changping.

This property is very new, with a low-density high-end positioning, lush greenery, just like a park. The one who opened the door for her was Ni Rui. The girl of eighteen or nineteen years old had a sense of arrogance, as if she hadn't seen anyone.

"I'm ignorant, I'm calling someone." The person who spoke was the male owner Ni Xingzhuo, who was tall and steady, and was still elegant after fifty years of age.

He is Ni Rui's father, Ding Yahe's first love, and the current husband.

Ni Rui was unhappy and shouted perfunctorily: "Sister."

The three of them stood, stuffed with embarrassment. Ding Yahe walked out of the kitchen, and the peony-style tassel shawl made her look noble and dazzling, "Come on, come in, come in."

Zhao Xiyin changed his shoes silently, put the cake on the table, and said with great slightness: "Mom, happy birthday."

Ding Yahe nodded, "Auntie is cooking fish, and you can start your meal soon."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry."

Ding Yahe said unhappy: "You won't tell me if you go back to Beijing."

Zhao Xiyin said: "I decided to return temporarily, and I have only returned for a few days."

"Can you find a job when you come back?"

"Look at me again, go to my friend's store to help first."

"It's not a long-term solution. You can't keep floating like this." Ding Yahe became increasingly dissatisfied. "I don't know what you thought. You didn't want to ask you to go to the theater to do administrative work."

Zhao Xiyin smiled, "It's not right for professionalism."

"What major is the right thing? Dance? You don't dance anymore, you're just picky." Ding Yahe became more and more angry. "Like Zhao Wenchun, they are all muscular. Last year, their colleges evaluated their professional titles, and those with lower qualifications than him became full professors. They have been a deputy for their whole life, so they won't go around in a relationship? I have never seen such a ignorant person."

Ni Rui sat on the armrest of the sofa and played with her cell phone. Her eyes secretly floated towards Zhao Xiyin, and a shallow arc of disdain was raised at the corner of her mouth.

Ding Yahe has a hot personality and has been pampering for so many years, and her sense of superiority has reached a higher level. After enough nagging, she called Zhao Xiyin to the second floor.

The 300-square-meter duplex villa has luxurious decoration, with carpets on the main bedroom and connecting to the cloakroom. Ding Yahe took out a few paper bags and said, "I bought some skirts and you can wear them. Can you wear them at a young age?"

Zhao Xiyin took it.

"Here, you can take this bag and put it in this big bag. Don't be seen by Xiaorui, otherwise you will have to make trouble with me again in a while." Ding Yahe handed her a new lv early autumn style.

Zhao Xiyin played it well.

Ding Yahe was satisfied, then sighed slightly, "Everyone is worried. Xiaorui has been crazy recently, saying that there is a script looking for a dance actor or an extra. She squeezed her mind and thought... Forget it, it's annoying, go downstairs to have dinner."

Ding Yahe is 45 today, and having dinner together is a celebration of her birthday.

After the meal, Zhao Xiyin didn't stay for too long.

Ni Rui seemed to be unwilling to care, but in fact she had sharp eyes swept into her bags a hundred times.

After leaving the community, Zhao Xiyin had a cold face and threw her skirt and LV into the trash can without hesitation for a second.

The weather was hot, like a bucket of hot butter sticky and greasy people. Zhao Xiyin was in a daze and walked for ten minutes in the sun. Later, it couldn't stand the heat, so she took a taxi to Li Ran's studio.

Li Ran was busy packing and shipping the goods, and her short red hair tied a sky-high cannon on her head. Xiaoshun squatted at the door. Seeing Zhao Xiyin coming, she quickly asked her to come and help.

The new model has been placed in the factory, and pre-sales are all ordering. Li Ran pointed to the pile on the right and said, "Don't pack these, I'll give them to customers later, and it's close to Guomao."

Zhao Xiyin remembered that it was the Guomao genius who bought all the sexy underwear in the store on the day of the live broadcast.

Xiaoshun tsk, "Delivery it in person? Are you not afraid of something happening?"

Li Ran rolled his eyes, "It's obviously a company address, just throw it away from the front desk."

Xiaoshun said, "How come the difference between people is so big? He understands life very well."

Li Ran disdained: "Please shut up if you don't even have a first love."

Xiao Shun fought back with unscrupulous attack, "It seems like you have a first love, oh, you only have a secret love."

Li Ran was so angry that she smashed her tape over, "Shut up!"

Xiaoshun easily caught it and put it on his wrist and circled it. He was twenty-two years old, but he looked childish, with a nimble and small buzz cut, and his facial features were beautiful. When he became bad, his thick eyebrows and big eyes became more clever.

Li Ran's senior brother who had been in love with for many years had just gotten married. The pain point was accurate. Xiao Shun quickly remedy it and said, "What's the best thing about first love? How many people can get together in the end are first loves?"

Li Ran coughed a few times and blinked violently.

Xiaoshun could no longer keep his mouth shut, saying whatever he wanted, "But no matter how bad the first love is, it is better than some morally corrupt and obscene people."

The meaning of pointing at mulberry trees is very strong, and the target population is also very obvious.

Li Ran secretly complained that something was wrong, and regretted telling Xiaoshun yesterday that Zhao Xiyin met Zhou Qishen.

Xiaoshun is not old, but he has a deep relationship with Zhao Xiyin. He has less cunning and concealment, more directness and openness, and friendship, which is righteousness and protection of his shortcomings. Xiaoshun also knows all the past events of Zhao Xiyin.

When she divorced, she made such an ugly fuss, but now she is not worth it for her when she thinks about it.

Xiaoshun really hated that person, and he cursed him quickly: "So what if you have money and power? Zhou Qishen is a male mistress! He deserves to be nailed to the pillar of shame!"

A loud "bang" sounded loudly.

Zhao Xiyin, who had been silent, smashed the key and bag hard to the ground.

Li Ran's eyelids twitched, and he quickly signaled Xiaoshun to shut up, walked over, and asked in a low voice: "Are you wronged from your mother?"

Zhao Xiyin lowered her head, took a deep breath, but no answer.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

Li Ran looked back at the door and was shocked and stuttered: "Dai, Teacher Dai."

Zhao Xiyin was stunned for a moment and followed her to see.

Dai Yunxin wore a dress with a modified cheongsam style. She was over forty years old and still had a graceful figure. She stood there with a dazzling temperament and nodded slightly to say hello. Then she entered the room and looked straight at Zhao Xiyin.

Zhao Xiyin's mouth moved slightly, her eyes softened, "Teacher, are you discharged from the hospital?"

Dai Yunxin has a good complexion, fair skin and beautiful appearance, and there is no sign of morbidity. She raised her neck, her attitude was still very light, and she said without any rushing words: "I didn't come to see you specifically."

Li Ran on the side laughed, "Then... are you here to come and go? I'm going to give you two best-looking sets, okay?"

Li Ran is a person with a proper attitude, and if you are childish, you will also look at your partner. Dai Yunxin has a deep relationship with Zhao Xiyin, and they become familiar with them. In addition, Li Ran's second brother works in radio and television, and has a job contact with Dai Yunxin, and he has no choice but to come and go.

Dai Yunxin still had a stern face, but her expression relaxed a little between her eyebrows and criticized: "Improper."

The atmosphere was soothing, Dai Yunxin sat on the sofa. Zhao Xiyin poured water for her, holding the cup with both hands, looking respectfully. Dai Yunxin looked at her for a long time, but her serious expression was not willing to stretch her body too much. She took the water cup and took a sip.

"How long have you been back to Beijing?"

“I went back last Wednesday.”

"Have you had enough fun?"

Zhao Xiyin nodded.

Dai Yunxin's tone couldn't help but be sharp again, but when she saw her obedient look with her eyes down, she still couldn't bear to let go. The master and apprentice sat and stood facing each other, facing each other. Once quiet, the rifts and valleys in the middle would be revealed.

Dai Yunxin's eyes moved away from her, and her heartbroken feeling rose. She loved this girl, taught her skills and shaped her talents for more than ten years. She had long regarded her as a daughter when she saw her coming out of the ignorant girl.

Love is deep and blame is earnest.

Zhao Xiyin's words "I won't dance anymore" really hurt her heart.

In recent years, I have left the seat in anger, and I am like a stranger, and I am very fond of kindness. Thinking of this, Dai Yunxin sighed slightly, no longer spoke more, and only took out two envelope-style invitations from his bag and placed them gently on the table.

“There is an event on Saturday night. If you have time, go and see it, not far from your home.”

The invitation letter is very exquisite, with gilded edges, and each one is tied with a silk gift knot. The event is quite prominent. A press conference jointly organized by Chu Fantian Film and Television Leader Chu Fantian Film and Television Investment and the China Film Bureau was directed by Pang Ce. The large-scale real-life stage drama that was prepared for two years was officially launched. The press conference was officially announced.

This news has been pushed onto the hot search on Weibo several times by public relations, and everyone speculated about the lineup of the starring actor. Li Ran would talk to Zhao Xiyin a few gossips, saying that the production funding was more than nine digits.

Dai Yunxin said it in an ordinary way, as if she was just giving her extra tickets to the venue. But her eyes were always fixed on her, and her eyes were faintly filled with hope and expectation.

Zhao Xiyin did not agree or refuse, her thoughts were vague and she wandered outside the sky.

Dai Yun felt sorry for his failure to make him strong, and his anger and resentment fermented together, and he was about to get angry again when he saw it.

Zhao Xiyin suddenly spoke, and she said softly, "Teacher, can I take him there?"

Pointing to Xiaoshun on the side.

Xiaoshun has never been to college, but he is also a dancer. He learns by himself and dances randomly. Street dance is especially good, and ethnic jazz can dance for a few paragraphs. The boy doesn't say anything, but whenever he passes by the Beidian Academy or the Grand Theater, he can't help but take a few more glances.

Zhao Xiyin and this circle are completely broken, so naturally they don’t have any chance to bring Xiaoshun to expand their knowledge.

Dai Yunxin nodded and agreed, "Yes."

When he left, Zhao Xiyin gave her.
To be continued...