Long time no see

Chapter 2

The atmosphere in the living room is always somewhat inexplicably strange.

Lou Yi, as if no one else was there, holding a familiar popsicle from the refrigerator in his mouth, playing Wii with both hands, Sikong Jing calmly sitting on the sofa next to the kitchen side, looking at the TV screen with little expression, his brows knitted in a few invisible.

Feng Xia was in the kitchen cutting shredded potatoes, before she finished the basic ingredients and prepared to put them in the pot, she wiped her hands and wanted to call Sikong Jing to come in, so she turned back towards the unclosed kitchen door and casually shouted, “Come and help me beat my hands a little bit.”

“Coming.” When Lou Yi heard her voice outside the door, he subconsciously pressed the pause button and got up, ready to walk towards the kitchen.

Because in the past evenings, he often came over to dabble in dinner, and it was basically the same pattern.

Who expected that as soon as he got up, Sikong Jing, who was sitting on the sofa, had already stood up.

Lou Yi froze, his movements paused, and his line of sight happened to collide with Sikong Jing, who turned his head sideways.

Although Sikong Jing's expression did not rise and fall, but that glance, more or less some different colors in it.

Lou Yi back to God shrugged his shoulders, squatting □ son took ** continue to play the game as if nothing happened.

Sikong Jing opened the kitchen door and walked in, closed the door and saw Feng Xia with her back to him, wearing a cute easy bear apron, humming on her tiptoes to get something from the cabinet.

“Don't be enough, I'll do it.” He walked behind her and easily got the stuff and handed it to her.

“Hmph.” She glanced at his six-foot-two height and took the spice bottle and looked away, “You know how to bully me for only being six-foot-two.”

She puffed out her cheeks like a kitten, adorable, he smiled faintly and leaned down slightly to whisper in her ear, “Don't you know that twenty centimeters is the best height difference?”

After a pause, “The small child born will look like me, don't worry.”

Feng Xia pouted, stifled a smile and shoved the shovel into his hand, “Well then, so, to be my child's father ...... you have to take care of all the housework, that is to say, you have to be able to go up to the hall and down to the kitchen.”

Sikong Jing took the spatula, waited for her to take off her apron, tiptoe to help herself put it on, looked into her eyes and said faintly, “And also get into bed.”

He like a confusingly handsome face, with a forever calm and indifferent expression, and then on the mouth to play rogue words, simply ...... too against the grain.

She “pfft” a laugh, shook her head, “Record this sentence of yours, put it on the Internet, and then estimate that not more than half a day, basically all the girls' wake-up alarm is changed to this ...... ”

He was noncommittal, and at this point, when she tied her apron strap from behind and came around to him, he bent down slightly and leaned the side of his face into her eyes.

Feng Xia curved her lips and smirked as she planted a soft print on his lips.

...

The showbiz industry's now red to the core Little Heavenly King was personally cooking in the kitchen, and when Feng Xia closed the door and walked out, she saw Lou Yi looking at her from the sofa with a smile on his face.

“What for?” She sat down beside him, “Smiling so meaty ......”

“Tsk.” Lou Yi sighed, “I'm thinking if I take a picture of you two together right now and put it on Weibo, how much money will his fans offer to buy your head ......”

“Cut.” She gently took her foot and kicked him, “Then before I die, I'm also going to tell Chen Weiwei ...... that you've been crushing on her for a long time ......”

Chen Weiwei is a newcomer that their company is also holding up right now, a very cute looking female singer.

Lou Yi was stunned and immediately became arrogant, throwing another ** at her, “A gentleman's hand doesn't move his mouth!”

The two people of similar grades began to fight unwillingly on the wii, and when Sikong Jing walked out from the kitchen, he happened to see Lou Yi being killed in an annoyed rage reaching out to pinch Feng Xia's face.

“Xia Xia.” He stood in the kitchen doorway and faintly called out.

“Hmm?” Feng Xia turned around to see him and hurriedly got off the sofa and walked towards him, “Is it done?”

“No.” Sikong Jing took off his apron and handed it over to her, “I just finished a dish and sharon called.”

She instantly revealed a look of realization, “Did she say that if you don't return to the set by tonight, she'll hang you upside down and beat you up?”

He shook his head, pondered for a moment, and lowered his voice, “I'm not allowed to return to S City for three months.”

Feng Xia was stunned, sighed, immediately picked up the landline and called a cab for him.

After the car arrived at the door, she stood inside the door and carefully helped him straighten the collar of his clothes, looking more or less reluctant.

He looked at her and reached out to rub her hair, “Will call you every night.”

“Uh-huh.” She had actually gotten used to it a long time ago and nodded obediently, finally tickling his finger gently, “Come back early.”

“Good.” He gave her one last look, opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he left, her entire being felt empty, and she went to the kitchen to finish the dishes he hadn't finished and bring them out, with little to no smile on her face.

“Hey.” On the dining table, Lou Yi chewed rice, resting his cheeks on his chopsticks and gently tapping her head, “The soul has gone with him.”

Feng Xia rubbed her forehead, grubbed two mouthfuls of rice, and did not respond.

“It's also been almost half a year.” He thought and comforted her, “I remember when you first got together with him, he was already red as hell, getting together is commonplace, what's there to be sad about.”

“I know.” She was silent for a moment before finally speaking, “I'll be fine.”

It wasn't that she couldn't afford it.

It was just really, really greedy for even a minute of him being by her side.

“Come on, tell me how you and he really got on.” Lou Yi gave her a tube of food, “If it wasn't for me desperately grabbing your cell phone over last time, probably both of your kids can play soy sauce I don't even know who the kid's dad is.”

Feng Xia was amused by him and gave him a blank look, “Gossip.”

He “cut” a sound, “Do you think if it is not me and you with spatula like iron, I am a big man eight little girl family's boudoir secret for what, mother all mother died.”

“So that--” she served a bowl of soup to him, winked, ”big man, eat your meal, don't mother~”

Lou Yi was so exasperated by her that he simply didn't say anything, ate his fill and ran home in a huff.

After Lou Yi left, she washed and cleaned the dishes, peeled an apple, hugged the laptop on the bed, watched a movie for a while, and then lazily brushed the microblogging.

She started to become popular because she played supporting roles in several popular dramas, and now her fans have just reached a million, and there are almost hundreds of comments on a single microblog.

There were naturally both positive and negative comments, but there were still more positive comments, especially from the girls, who seemed to particularly like her.

In order to avoid suspicion, she and Sikong Jing did not follow each other.

His news was almost all over the place, and she casually clicked on his avatar to enter his homepage.

That yellow, 30 million followers still managed to choke her up.

She looked down from his avatar, which was made from a photo someone had taken of him, and realized that he had posted a new tweet an hour ago.

There were no words, just a kitten emoji with a photo attached to it.

It was a picture of a very cute kitten with drooping ears, lying on a table.

As soon as she saw the picture, the corners of her mouth instantly tickled.

He had told her a long time ago that if she were to be measured against any other creature, it would have to be a cat.

And pampered, and cute, and stubborn.

Curious and apprehensive, she clicked on the 20,000+ comments, and unsurprisingly a large row of comments was accompanied by countless exclamation points.

“Lord Sikong is actually being cute! Geez! I'm going to die!!!” “Don't you guys think Jing must have a girlfriend! Don't you guys think that this picture contains the implication of a spring breeze!” “Lord Sikong I love you 3344!!! let me be that cat okay I'm begging you!” ......

It was basically all messages and words like this.

She rubbed her stomach and laughed as she read them, and after laughing for a while, her cell phone rang.

“Hello.” The screen showed a starred symbol and she picked it up with an arched eyebrow and fell back onto the bed.

“See?” It was quiet on the other end of the line; he must have gone straight into the hotel after getting off the plane and was calling from his room.

“What?” She pretended not to see it.

“Twitter.” He said in a patient, faint voice.

“Huh?” She rolled over, “What did you tweet? I didn't see it.”

There was silence on the other end for a few moments before a low chuckle came from him, “Noses grow long for children who lie.”

Someone who was poked and prodded grunted softly, covering his slightly hot face, “Who knows who you sent this cat to, and who's family raised it ......”

“A random one from the internet.” He seemed to have just sat down in his chair, “Thought it looked like you when you were gawking, so I sent it.”

She stopped talking, a smile all over her hand-covered face.

“Siku.” Both of them were silent, she suddenly thought of something, “Do you remember, when ......”

“When what?” His voice was low.

“In the beginning ...... how we were together?” She thought about Lou Yi's question just now and suddenly wanted to hear how he said it.

Sikong Jing listened with a “hmm” and didn't say anything further.

Feng Xia tossed and turned several times, he still didn't say anything, she tentatively said, “Hey, asleep?”

“No.” He immediately then interjected, “I'm just thinking ......”

“Thinking about what?” She asked in a rush.

“Thinking about when, with your hair just past your ears, you looked like a boy.” He slowed down, “Really ...... there's no way to describe it in any way as beauty confusing and mesmerizing.”

She'd always had short hair at that point in her life, growing it up after she'd been with him, and now it was just above her shoulders.

She immediately caught on, “Yo, I bet you were trying to come up with some good phrases to describe our first encounter and realized you just couldn't, right?”

Her voice puffed out, and he could imagine her talking through the phone, smiling softly with a hand against his lips.

“Don't laugh.” She straightened up and crossed her legs, “Siku-san, please be honest.”

“Uh-huh.” Over there, he seemed to be really seriously thinking, “As I recall, wasn't it in that drama ‘Sunny Day’?”

Feng Xia nodded, realizing that he couldn't see it, and added verbally, “It was in that drama, where you played the male lead, and I played the second female support.”

“Then, there happened to be a scene at that time that was shot under the hot sun.” His voice was low and quiet, “...... I don't remember the exact name, it seems to be that the female lead at that time, the chair she rested on somehow broke.”

“Then the whole crew, not a single person was willing to stand up and give her their seat.” He continued, “Then you just stood up, didn't say anything, and ran under a tree with your boxed lunch.”

“Well ......,” Feng Xia was also reminiscing, ”That female lead was the type that was particularly loud, and everyone hated her.”

“Then why did you give your seat to her?” He asked.

“Hmm?” She said casually, “I just thought, she kept circling around next to your seat, itching to sit directly on your lap, and I felt sorry for you, and then I gave her my seat ah......”

“Besides,” she raised her eyebrows, ”the shade is still a little cooler than the sun, I'm most afraid of the heat, so I'm saving you in disguise, quickly thank me ......”

On the other end, Sikong Jing was amused by her again, “It does seem like your style.”

It seems like you can see everything clearly, but it doesn't matter about the things that are clear and dark.

Living more casually and recklessly than anyone else.

“Later,” he continued, ”one night, I don't know what happened, but I happened to pass by the room where you were resting, and saw that your door was left open, and you were lying on your bed playing with puzzles, so I walked into your room.”

Feng Xia narrowed her eyes and followed his words to find that memory in her mind.

“The two of us didn't seem to say anything at the time, and then I spent the whole night with you, finishing that 2,000 piece puzzle.”

He didn't say anything else.

“Huh?” She was a little surprised, “It's just gone?”

“Uh-huh.” He took a sip of water, “Then when I got back to S-Town, I asked sharon for your number and called you.”

“Wow ......,” she nodded, muttering to herself, ”I thought it was some kind of really doggone little romance plot ...... But I still don't think that I have anything particularly appealing to you.”

The two of them talked for a while longer, and he said goodnight, knowing that she had to go to the set tomorrow, in order to let her go to bed early.

Putting down his cell phone, he sat still in his chair and closed his eyes for a moment.

In fact, the moment when he really moved would have been in the early hours of the day when he was playing jigsaw puzzles.

“Noi ......” It was almost four in the morning, and she was sleepy, pointing with her finger to one of the vacancies in the last few pieces of the jigsaw puzzle, ”The one you're holding, you should put it here.”

He put it on as he was told, and it was accurate, and she looked up at him with both hands resting on her cheeks, smiling, “I'm right, aren't I?”

Her eyes, curved and smiling, stunned him for a long time.

In fact, when he thought about it later, her child-like smile at that time really couldn't be described as a beauty's smile.

But it made him, no matter what, once he thought about it, he could no longer do anything at ease.

And that smile was also the only medicine that could let him sleep peacefully in those years afterward.