Song Yanbai said a few words and finished her work requirements. After all, she is not a person in the entertainment industry, and she still has to teach her how to do the specific job.

Because of the revelations these days, Luo Luo is also in the middle of public opinion, so it is definitely not convenient to come to the hospital. Chen Zhengxian also has to recuperate first. Song Yanbai plans to introduce the two to each other in the next few days.

Chen Zhengxian was drinking chicken soup while chatting with Song Yanbai. He was actually not a talkative person. Because he didn't know anything from the countryside, he was always a little shy when he got along with others.

But he didn't know why, so he wanted to get close to Song Yanbai and talk to her. Every time he said something, if Song Yanbai curled his lips and smiled, he would feel particularly accomplished.

Song Yanbai looked at Chen Zhengxian and could feel his kindness to him.

This feeling is different from the fact that if you have something to do, you have to say something to yourself. It is different from Xiang Yu's gaze with a man and a woman. Chen Zhengxian gave Song Yanbai the feeling that he was a very obedient and well-behaved younger brother.

He carefully observed his expression, for fear of making him unhappy. Such eyes made Song Yanbai feel particularly distressed.

This is a look that only people who have never been cared for and loved since childhood will have.

Chen Zhengxian was talking about the matter of herding sheep for people in the same village when he was a child, and Song Yanbai's cell phone rang. He immediately stopped talking, for fear of affecting Song Yanbai's call.

Song Yanbai thought it was Luo Luo's call, and thought that they were just asking the two of them to say a few words and learn about it in advance. However, as soon as they took out their phones, they saw the number that was not on the memo. Song Yanbai's expression was unnatural for a moment.

"I'll answer the phone after drinking the chicken soup."

Song Yanbai pushed the insulation box with chicken soup on the side, and walked out of the ward with his cell phone.

Chen Zhengxian stretched his head and looked at Song Yanbai's back. He noticed something, but he didn't ask much. Although he couldn't eat it anymore, he still poured the remaining chicken soup in the insulation box into a bowl.

At the end of the corridor.

Song Yanbai held his cell phone, looked at the hospital garden outside the window, pursed his lips, as if he was mentally preparing, answering the phone-

"Hey, senior brother?"

"Well, are you taking a nap?"

When I was in college, I had to stay up late to save my manuscripts at night, so whenever I had no classes at noon, Song Yanbai would make up for the afternoon. Xiang Ziyuan saw that Song Yanbai had not answered the phone for so long, so he thought she was taking a nap.

"No, I was chatting with my friend just now and didn't notice my phone."

"Um."

Xiang Ziyuan's voice was faint, "I'm back home. Do you have time to have a meal together tonight?"

Song Yanbai's hand holding the phone tightened, and he became nervous. The reason why she hesitated for so long before answering the phone was that she vaguely felt that the call was called for dinner.

Xiang Ziyuan sent a text message saying that when he came back, he wanted to invite Song Yanbai to dinner. Song Yanbai agreed. After all, when he left before, Song Yanbai didn't have time to invite him to a meal. Now he is back home, treat him to a meal and help him catch up.

But what made Song Yanbai nervous was that several years have passed, and she seems to have no idea how to get along with this senior brother.

After so long, she felt, situation, mentality, and even her appearance changed a lot. Song Yanbai was familiar with the senior brother in her memory, but she didn't know the person on the other end of the phone now.

"What's wrong? Is there any arrangement?"

Seeing that Song Yanbai didn't say anything, Xiang Ziyuan thought she had an appointment, "It doesn't matter if you don't have time. Just tell me one day."

"Tonight, brother, what do you want to eat?"

"I can do it, eat what you want."

After hearing the person on the other end of the phone answered, Song Yanbai's expression finally relaxed a little, because it was the case before. Every time he paid a royalty and wanted to invite him to a meal, he would say so. His voice seemed to have not changed much, and it seemed that he had suddenly returned to many years ago.

"Okay, then I'll send you the address later."

"Well, see you later."

"See you later."

Song Yanbai hung up the phone, thought about it and decided to take Duan Ziyan to a small restaurant for dinner. After so long he went abroad, he should also miss the taste of home-cooked side dishes.

Song Yanbai called the boss's wife and returned to the ward. Chen Zhengxian, who was drinking all the chicken soup, was lying on the bed and burping.

Seeing that Song Yanbai came back, he immediately sat up again and smiled and chatted with Song Yanbai.

*

The black sedan is driving smoothly on the airport highway.

Sun Bing turned his head and looked at Xiang Ziyuan sitting in the back row, and couldn't help but sigh, "Aren't you all back? Why are you anxious for a while? You have been waiting for several days in a row. I think you'd better go back and sleep first and adjust the jet lag..."

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

Xiang Ziyuan said as he raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, his eyes closed, so he couldn't see his eyes, but the fatigue between his eyebrows could not be hidden.

Sun Bing sighed again and turned around, "Did you tell him Xiaoyu? Does he know you are back today?"

Xiang Ziyuan frowned, "Not yet, I'll tell him when I'll go to the newtime on Monday."

Sun Bing was about to say something, but hesitated for a while, but he still held back. After all, this was the business of the two brothers, and he didn't talk much.

Sun Bing ordered the driver to drive the car back to the apartment.

"The villa has not been cleaned up yet. You can stay in the apartment these days. All the things are packed. You can go back and sleep for a while, take a shower before going to see that girl."

"Um."

Xiang Ziyuan responded and said nothing along the way.

apartment.

Xiang Ziyuan lay on the bed, his eyes closed, but he was completely sleepy. He described his mood of not appearing, nervousness, expectation, fatigue, and guilt.

He felt that he was a despicable villain and was doing shameful things.

It is to hide it from everyone to satisfy one's own selfish desires.

Xiang Ziyuan knew that this was wrong, and knew that doing so would hurt his beloved brother, Xiaobai, Xiang Qianjin, and Zhou Danxue, but he just couldn't control his mood of wanting to meet her.

He seemed to be looking forward to everything, looking forward to everything being the same as before he went abroad.

Xiang Ziyuan thought about a lot of things about the past, about college time, about Song Yanbai...

When he was in the United States, he rarely thought that too beautiful memories would make the reality more bitter. He thought that those memories were almost blurred, but now he still felt so clear when he thought about them.

He remembered that when Song Yanbai talked about the foreshadowing of the novel, his eyes were like shining.

He remembered Song Yanbai's expression of happy expression when he was shaking his cell phone and saying that he had received the royalties and wanted to treat himself to dinner.

He also remembered the pain of seeing her manuscripts that had been in trouble for several nights, with a white face and a feeling of being sick.

He still remembers that Song Yanbai's floral long dress with a faint fragrance of washing powder in the hot summer sun...

It turns out that you think you have forgotten something, but memory will not deceive people, and it is clearly recorded.

Xiang Ziyuan turned over, held the quilt, curled up, as if he was trapped in a dream, unable to sleep, and did not want to wake up.

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Brother is so miserable
Chapter completed!