The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

If he hadn't felt an itchy throat and coughed dryly from time to time, one would have never thought that he was a patient a few hours ago.

But my appetite was inevitably affected. When I first entered the market and faced the numerous foods surrounding my nose and eyes, I couldn't even muster up an appetite.

Qian Xihe scratched his face and observed Bai Menggui's gaze inconspicuously, trying to find out what he wanted to eat and pay for it.

Perhaps it was the sensitive radar of a fan that was activated. She could fully sense that he was not in a good mood, and an inexplicable guilt surged in her heart.

It was clearly not her fault, but once the internal friction came to her mind, it began to spread uncontrollably. Although she looked extremely cheerful on the outside, in fact, many years of treatment had already left Qian Xihe's heart full of holes.

If it weren't for the support of my family and the fact that I still had a little bit of optimism in my heart, it would be another matter whether she exists now or not.

As her former fan club member, because the camera was recording all the time, men and women had to avoid each other to avoid being affected by other fans. Bai Menggui was obviously a little distant, but she still couldn't help but be a little careful in her heart.

Didn't he discover that Qian Xihe, who was gradually becoming more and more lost, was lost in his own emotions and unable to extricate himself? If emotions could be transformed into entities in reality, that place would have been covered with dark clouds a long time ago.

He took off the mask he had been wearing, and the light from the store door lingered on his handsome face, making the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye look blood red, like a gift from God.

He looked at his friends who were queuing up in other restaurants, sighed helplessly, walked up and touched Qian Xihe's head with a little weight.

Qian Xihe is taller, and although they are both from the Northeast, she is obviously less suited to Song Chuyi's smaller stature.

But under Bai Menggui's touch, the two people's expressions were surprisingly consistent. Perhaps it was the blood from the same region at work.

Looking at Qian Xihe who finally perked up in front of him, Bai Menggui suddenly thought a little distractedly.

He withdrew his hand, his tone somewhat stiff, yet it was hard not to detect the comfort in it.

"I just took some medicine and I don't have much appetite. Have you been here before? Do you think there is anything delicious you can recommend to me?"

He put his hands in his trouser pockets and rubbed them unconsciously for a few times. Qian Xihe's nose felt sore. She raised her hand and roughly wiped the tears in her eyes a few times, then took two steps at a time and walked forward to chase the idol she had been longing for for a long time.

The unconcealed joy in the tone turned into an echo, lingering in this not-too-small market space.

"it is good!"

Song Chuyi and Jiang Jiao made an appointment to queue up together. From time to time, Song Chuyi said that if Youqu was here, he could buy one more variety to try.

If everyone buys a small portion of something different, they can all try the flavors without having to eat them again. If they find the food really delicious and still can't get enough, it's okay to buy another portion.

There are a lot of snacks here, and the smells in the air are very mixed. Song Chuyi is like a mouse that has fallen into a rice jar, running around with his head down, smelling the fragrance and not wanting to leave.

As she walked, she actually came to an alley, looked around and then got separated from everyone else.

She raised her eyes, looked at the cameraman who was filming her in front of her, tilted her head, and asked helplessly.

"Do you know where they are?"

As the cameraman did not say anything but shook the camera in his hand, netizens watching the variety show also noticed the helplessness of Song Chuyi and the cameraman.