The person who loves Lu Nandu the most is Jiang Xi.

Why has it become like this now?

He was nestled beside her neck, and the tears seemed to be just falling down by him.

Jiang Xi just accidentally saw the secret.

The cold wind passed by, and Leng Yi was blocked by Lu Nandu, and she could only hear the sound of the wind.

It seemed that Lu Nandu, the most obedient she had before.

Jiang Xi slowly raised his hand, thinking of touching his head as before, but his hand stopped shortly.

Lu Nandu couldn't see all this.

After a long time, she put down her hand, but she didn't push him away.

"Don't get too close to others." Lu Nandu's eyes pressed on her shoulders.

His voice trembled slightly: "Wait for me."

Jiang Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he finally said nothing.

He hugged her for a long time and tried very hard.

Not sure how long it has passed, Jiang Xi finally spoke: "I'm going back."

Lu Nandu did not let go.

Perhaps because of the low psychological defense line late at night, Jiang Xi said more: "It's cold, you can go back too."

I guess he didn't expect Jiang Xi to say sympathy to him, and Lu Nandu was stunned.

Jiang Xi found that the people in front of her had no intention of letting go, so she hugged her tighter.

At this moment, Jiang Xi had no choice but to deal with Lu Nandu.

In the end, Lu Nandu let go of her first, and Jiang Xi finally saw his face.

His eyes were red, but because Jiang Xi rarely gave him a candy, and it was not as sweet as it was, he smiled at her.

Jiang Xi had no emotions on her face, but this did not affect Lu Nandu's happiness at all. She looked at him indifferently.

"If you want to go in, I can't help you block the wind," he pulled the zipper of her down jacket to the top, revealing her small and fair chin, "Sister, stop catching a cold."

Jiang Xi put his hands in his pockets and watched him not speak.

Finally, his eyes moved away from his face and turned into the community.

It was a few minutes after I got home by the elevator, and the curtains were pulled up before leaving the door today.

Jiang Xi entered the house without turning on the lights. She took off her clothes and threw them on the sofa, walked to the window and opened the curtains. The floor-to-ceiling windows faced the high-rise buildings, and traffic was winding on the viaducts and the road.

She glanced out.

The Porsche at the entrance of the community has not left yet, and the car is parked in the dark all over the night.

But Lu Nandu is no longer there.

Jiang Xi was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and grabbed the cigarettes on the coffee table.

A thin white stick was sandwiched between your fingers, and light smoke curled up.

The smell of tobacco burned into her lungs, and Jiang Xi Shenxu woke up a little. She realized that she was a little out of control tonight.

In the past, I could have kept my distance from Lu Nandu, but tonight, something seemed to be disintegrating in my heart, but Jiang Xi instinctively felt a sense of crisis.

A cigarette has passed, and my heart has not yet been relieved.

She snatched out the cigarette in the ashtray and got up and went into the bathroom.

The next day, Jiang Xi went to the company, and after the line class, Tong Yun called him to the office.

Jiang Xi's popularity has increased a lot compared to before, but it is not very popular, and resources are not coming in a row, but it is better than before.

"I haven't had a script recently and I talked about magazine resources," Tong Yun pushed the contract and "signed it."

These resource cooperation is usually negotiated by Tong Yun. Jiang Xi opened it and browsed it casually, and took a pen to sign it neatly.

After signing, he stamped the contract and returned it to Tong Yun.

Tong Yun took it and put it aside: "In a few days, I will notify you of going out to shoot."

"Um."

"By the way," Tong Yun seemed to remember something, "Do you still remember the last time Cen Wanzhe was photographed?"

Last time, due to the promotion of a new drama, the crew went to record an episode together. That night, Cen Wanzhe was photographed shopping with a woman. Because the girl's back looked a bit similar to Jiang Xi, she was mistaken for being Jiang Xi himself.

Jiang Xi leaned lazily in the chair, and even if he knew that everyone behind this was, he would see through it and not tell it.

She nodded casually: "Remember."

"Cen Wanzhe's relationship has been exposed. This topic has been fermenting recently," she said, "I originally thought it was not conducive to your development. After all, you two are the ones you are being highlighted."

Jiang Xi is not as popular as Cen Wanzhe, and the number of fans is even greater, so Tong Yun will not take the risk of doing things that are not conducive to her artists.

"But this time Cen Wanzhe's relationship was exposed, and public opinion unexpectedly favored you. Most of the fans who are informed favored you, that is, they are no longer fans of Bo Ai, but now they are fans of you alone."

Jiang Xi has never cared about these things. Originally, he was just a good meal when he entered the entertainment industry.

She knew that Tong Yun had to tell her these things that must have given me some instructions, and asked bluntly: "What about you?"

Tong Yun opened the information and handled the matter, saying, "The day after tomorrow, Cen Wanzhe happened to attend. You should grasp the right point, it is best not to communicate."

Jiang Xi never agreed to the hype, so naturally she never deliberately guided her fans.

She said: "It's too deliberate."

Tong Yun raised her eyes and looked at her: "Sometimes the more fake it becomes, the more real it is. I believe you understand this."

When the two were on the same occasion, fans would definitely pay too much attention to the status of the two. Without communicating, it would further confirm what the fans thought, thinking that Cen Wanzhe failed Jiang Xi.

Sometimes the darkest corners play the childish tricks.

Jiang Xi was not interested and asked Tong Yun: "Is nothing wrong?"

Tong Yun didn't look up at her, and the tip of her pen didn't stop: "It's gone, go back, pay more attention tomorrow."

The event is held by a brand.

Jiang Xi is attracted by the popularity of the latest new dramas and is invited to participate in such an event for the first time.

The event site is in other cities, and I didn’t have time to fly back one day, so I had to stay there for one night.

Jiang Xi's suitcase was spread out in the living room.

Halfway through Xia Xinyan called her, and Jiang Xi's cell phone was sandwiched between her ears and shoulders.

"Xiao Xi," said Xia Xinyan, "I haven't worked recently. Have you gone out to play?"

The clothes in the wardrobe were arranged neatly. Jiang Xi flipped through and picked up a few sets and threw them into the trunk. He lied without blinking: "Yes."

Xia Xinyan didn't believe her: "It must not."

Jiang Xi smiled: "Do you know me very well?"

"Auntie, I watched you grow up." Xia Xinyan said.

Jiang Xi sat down on the sofa.

Xia Xinyan suddenly asked her tentatively: "Then I haven't gone out to play, has anyone asked you to go out for a walk?"

Jiang Xi knew what Xia Xinyan was going to inquire when she heard this.

She smiled and said, "Do you care so much about my private life?"

"Auntie doesn't care about you, who cares about you?" Xia Xinyan said.

"Yes," she said, "have you contacted Chen Lin?"

This can't be hidden from Jiang Xi, Xia Xinyan: "How come you know everything, your child."

Jiang Xi smiled.

"It's not just a phone call. Chen Lin is a child who is intent. He came back from Beijing yesterday and came to the house and sat down for a while."

Jiang Xi met Chen Lin in the capital the day before yesterday, and probably went back yesterday.

Jiang Xi didn't say anything at first, but later she still spoke: "What are you doing at home?"

"I didn't do anything, so I brought some fruits and supplements over and told me that I met you in Beijing this time."

It was indeed a meeting, and Jiang Xi nodded.

"I didn't talk much about you," Xia Xinyan said, "but I can see that this child is still thinking about you."

Jiang Xi looked out the window and withdrew her gaze: "You've read it wrong."

"How could my aunt be mistaken when she is at her age?"

Jiang Xi didn't say anything.

Xia Xinyan said: "Auntie is just anxious. You are at your age and have not been with you for so many years. You are away all year round, so how good it is to have someone to accompany you when you go home." Instead of going back, it is also an empty house.
To be continued...