aren't you going to get a divorce?

In a few days it will be New Years Eve.

As she gets older, Rong Xia cherishes the time she spends with her family even more. Even for such an important job as the Spring Festival Gala, she can push it off as soon as she can.No work will be arranged during the Spring Festival, this is what he and Liang Ling agreed in advance.

It is said to be the most important festival of the year, but it doesn't seem to be much different than usual.

Rong Xia and his father have been mixing stuffing, rolling out dumplings to make dumplings since the afternoon, while Yan Qiao is packing other dishes.

The family of three is very harmonious - in every sense, they are outstanding in appearance and temperament, and even their cooking skills are excellent.

While washing the vegetables, Yan Qiao didn't know what to think of, so she ran to the bedroom and put something in Rong Xia's pocket.

"?" Rong Xia asked suspiciously, "What the hell are you doing?"

Yan Qiao said mysteriously: "The one I went to ask for you is the famous temple in the neighboring city!"

Rong Xia's hands were full of flour, he didn't bother to take it out to have a look, and asked again: "What are you asking for?"

Yan Qiao stretched out her index finger and tapped her son's shoulder.

"Marriage!"

"..." Rong Xia was so speechless that he wanted to roll his eyes, "Being single is really free, I hope you understand."

Yan Qiao snorted, and went back to the other side to continue washing the vegetables in the basin.

Rong Xia glanced at Rong Peiyang helplessly, "Mr. Rong, do you have to say something?"

Rong Peiyang didn't speak, just pretended he didn't hear and made dumplings by himself.

While cooking the dumplings, Rong Xia sneaked out, took out his mobile phone and looked at the surveillance camera in his home.

There is no way, his father's allergies are too serious, Rong Xia can only think about the beautiful scene of a family of four and three generations living together.

Fortunately, Samoyed is not dissatisfied with this. For it, New Year's Eve is just an ordinary day with 18 hours of sleep.

Rong Peiyang followed and said apologetically, "It's all my fault..."

Rong Xia quickly put away the phone, "How can I blame you, you are allergic, so what can I do?"

Rong Peiyang shook his head and sighed heavily, "I'll go to the hospital again after the next year... I want to masturbate too!"

Yan Qiao came out of the kitchen with a plate of hot dumplings, and greeted the two of them to come over for dinner. By the way, she laughed at Rong Peiyang: "Oh, Jiujiu is so cute and docile, but some people can't touch it, tsk tsk tsk."

Rong Peiyang shook his head helplessly and smiled, and said to Rong Xia: "Ms. Yan's greatest pleasure every day is to tease me."

Just as the dumplings were on the table, the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala on TV also started.

Yan Qiao glanced casually and asked, "I remember you went to the Spring Festival Gala a few years ago? Why haven't I seen anyone invite you again in recent years?"

Ms. Yan, who has been out of the entertainment industry for more than 20 years, suddenly became alert, "You shouldn't be out of breath, are you?!"

"..." Rong Xia talked to her like a head or two. He put down his chopsticks and explained seriously, "I have looked for it, but I want to stay with you at home! Also, I am not angry, I am very popular."

Yan Qiao curled her lips, "I said that I am very popular, my precious son, you are so thick-skinned!"

Rong Xia was so choked that he was about to lift the table, he looked at Rong Peiyang, and said angrily, "Dad! Take care of her, take care of her!"

Teacher Rong calmly sat on the sofa with a bowl in his hand, stayed away from the scene of the war, pretended not to know the "war" at the table, and commented on this year's Spring Festival Gala.

The three of them prepared a large table of dishes, but they really had big eyes and small belly. Even if everyone ate until their belly was round, there was still a lot left.

After dinner, Rong Xia consciously went to wash the dishes.

There was a rush of water in the kitchen, mixed with the crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks clinking.Rong Xia didn't hear voices coming from the living room until he turned off the faucet.

Ms. Yan was mocking Dafa again, but the words she spit out sounded weird...

"Hey - I think it's better to forget it, our small place can't accommodate a big Buddha like you!"

How did Teacher Rong mess with her again...

Rong Xia dried his hands, walked out of the kitchen and took a look——

Yan Qiao stood in the living room with her arms folded, scolding the young man opposite her like a queen.

The man was much taller than Yan Qiao, but at the moment he hung his head like a schoolboy being scolded, not daring to say a word.

"..." Rong Xia cast a glance at his father, silently asking why this person is here.

Rong Peiyang shrugged, mouthed and said he didn't know.

"It's Chinese New Year, it's already here, why don't you find a place to sit down?" Yan Qiao whispered, "Hey, those who didn't know thought you were afraid of me, Mr. Kou."

"..." Kou Yajun breathed out quietly, and said bravely, "Auntie, I..."

These two words touched Yan Qiao's back again.

Kou Yajun doesn't remember, Yan Qiao didn't let him call her Auntie, but asked him to call herself Ms. Yan just like everyone else.

Kou Yajun couldn't scream, so every time he came to the door, he would deal with it.This memory disappeared, and the word "auntie" that he blurted out almost drove Yan Qiao crazy.

"If you don't have a reunion dinner at home during the Chinese New Year, what are you doing in this small place like ours? The divorced ex-husband doesn't need your concern."

Rong Xia felt dizzy when he heard the word "divorce".

He pulled the two away with a headache, and calmed down Ms. Yan's emotions first, "We don't quarrel when it's Chinese New Year, Ms. Yan, don't be as stupid as a fool who has lost his memory."

He winked at Rong Peiyang and told him to take him away quickly.

Then he turned around and tilted his head to look at his ex-husband who inexplicably appeared at his house on New Year's Eve.

"I said, you old man," Rong Xia said with a funny and speechless expression, "what do you mean?"

Seeing Yan Qiao leaving with Rong Peiyang, Kou Yajun breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression finally became less aggrieved.

Yan Qiao is really scary...

Kou Yajun was carrying a few gift bags in his hand, taking advantage of Rong Xia's inattention, he secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then answered Rong Xia's question: "...Grandma asked me to come and see you. "

Rong Xia stood aside with her chest folded, with a clear expression of "I've seen through what you're hiding".

Kouya County: "."

In fact, after the New Year's Eve dinner, Kouya County Station was either sitting or not, and it was uncomfortable to stay there.So he decided to advance tomorrow's schedule and visit Rong Xia's parents' house today.

He said hello to his parents, and went upstairs to say goodbye to the old lady.

"Grandma, I'm going to Rong Xia's house."

In the past, they also spent New Year's Eve separately. On the first day of the new year, Kou Yajun would visit Rong Xia's home, take Rong Xia over by the way, and live in the old house for a few days.

Grandma didn't react too much when she heard this, she just called Kou Yajun to come and sit beside her.

"Rong Xia has a job this year, so..." In order to appease grandma, Kou Yajun thought up a set of rhetoric in advance, "I'll go over today, let him..."

Before he finished speaking, Grandma Kou slapped him on the back with a slap.

The old lady didn't have much strength, and the pain didn't hurt, but the dull sound still stunned Kou Yajun.

He blinked and moved away from the old lady, "...what is this for?"

Grandma Kou hated iron and steel, "You! You!!"

Then he slapped him on the shoulder again.

The injury on the old lady's hand was still not healed, Kou Yajun didn't dare to hide, let alone stop, after being hit a few times, he said: "Hand hurts, hand hurts, old lady."

Grandma Kou became even more angry when she heard this, she walked to the small sofa in two steps, picked up the pillow, and slammed it heavily on her grandson.

"You're mad at me, you're mad at me!"

"..." Kou Yajun received two or three blows, carefully stretched out his hand to remove the pillow, "Why are you so angry during the Chinese New Year?"

Grandma Kou yelled: "New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, you really know how to talk! Why do you have to find me for the New Year's Eve! Look at what you are doing!"

"..." Kou Yajun pursed his lips and remained silent.

This old lady probably realized that she had divorced Rong Xia, Kou Yajun thought helplessly.

Kou Yajun explained in a pretentious manner: "Grandma asked me to bring you something. I just happen to be free today, so I came to see you."

Rong Xia: "The things have been delivered, Mr. Kou, please come back."

"Grandma also said she wanted to see you."

"Okay," Rong Xia sneered, "I'll go back to the old house to see grandma one day when you're not around."

Kou Yajun choked visibly.

Rong Xia laughed to the ground in his heart.

Kou Yajun's mouth is so hard that a fall on the road can make a big hole in the ground.

After laughing, Rong Xia regained his composure.

He tilted his head in the direction of his bedroom, and said, "Don't stay in the living room, Ms. Yan will come out and see you later, and she will talk again. If you have anything to say, go to my bedroom."

Since amnesia, this is the first time in Kou Yajun's memory that he walked into Rong Xia's bedroom.

He paused at the door, and then walked in after Rong Xia.

I don't know if it was Kou Yajun's illusion, but he felt that the various auras in this room that belonged exclusively to Rong Xia were very obvious.He could smell the scent of Rong Xia's usual shampoo, his favorite perfume, and the fruity scent of laundry detergent on the quilt.

Rong Xia sat on the bed, propped her hands on the bed, and looked up at Kou Yajun.His expression wasn't cold, but it wasn't warm either.

He was puzzled, "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Kou Yajun stared at Rong Xia's white palms propped on the bed, he stretched them very hard, and his fingertips turned red bit by bit.

He looked at the redness and couldn't look away for a long time.

He didn't answer. Rong Xia got impatient, picked up the pillow from the bed and threw it on him, and said bluntly: "You came to my house on New Year's Eve to be in a daze? If you have something to say, finish it and get out."

The hair on the top of his head trembled with the action of throwing the pillow, and he dyed the newly grown blonde hair black on the top of his head because of the filming with Jiujiu.

Kou Yajun couldn't hold back, and reached out to touch it.

The hair is very smooth, and it doesn't look dry even after being permed and dyed many times. Only from the hair quality, it is absolutely impossible to tell how much this person will suffer when dyeing his hair.

Kou Yajun curled his hair with his fingertips, watching his black hair tangled in his hands.

"I'm going to dye my hair again." Kou Yajun frowned and said, "I told Liang Ling before that it doesn't matter."

Rong Xia took back her hair, and replied angrily: "You say you don't want to dye it? How ugly is it if one is black and the other is yellow."

Kou Yajun stared at his palm, there seemed to be a little smooth and cool touch there.

After a while, he whispered, "It's not ugly, how could it be ugly?"

Rong Xia glanced at him and said nothing.

The two were speechless for a moment.

Kou Yajun walked out of the bedroom in silence, and opened several gift bags he had brought for Rong Xia to see one by one.

Apart from the expensive supplements, he also brought Rong Peiyang an invitation letter to the art exhibition, and prepared a diamond necklace for Yan Qiao, all of which were things that money could not buy.

Kou Yajun said: "I can't remember what I gave before. I don't know if it suits their wishes."

Rong Xia interrupted: "So what if it suits you, so what if you don't? I don't want to talk about the great festival in Kouya County, but—"

He leaned forward and reached out to close the beautifully wrapped bags.

The fingers of the two are very close, and they can touch each other's warm body temperature if they get closer.

However, what Rong Xia said was cold,

"What are you doing all this for? We're divorced."

As if afraid that Kou Yajun didn't understand, Rong Xia even repeated it again: "We're divorced, Kou Yajun."

"What I said in the old house last time, I thought I had already made it very clear, but it seems that it is still not there," Rong Xia said slowly, "Don't get entangled, let's get out of here."

He pushed aside these gift bags with his feet, sat back on the bed, and quietly looked at the person opposite,

Kou Yajun's Adam's apple rolled, and there were some obscure emotions in his voice when he spoke.

"...I also thought I made it very clear."

The lid of the lighter was opened with a snap, and a small cluster of flames burst out, which was quickly extinguished.The cigarette twirled around in his fingers, and finally threw it on the table.

"……I regret."

Standing by the window, Kou Yajun lightly pressed his forehead against the cold glass, and said inaudibly, "I regret it, Rong Rong."

A white mist quickly bloomed on the glass window, and then disappeared quickly.

Kou Yajun turned around, his face had returned to his usual calmness, and he said: "If I say that I don't intend to do this, but just want to be good to you, that would be a lie——I did this to rehabilitate you. I'm with you just to remarry you."

Rong Xia: "Need I remind you? Mr. Kou, my divorce certificate——"

He gestured, "Tear it up. You don't know what it means to tear it up, do you?"

Kou Yajun said vaguely: "It's just a proof, there will always be a way."

No one knows Kou Yajun's uncompromising temperament better than Rong Xia.He didn't want to argue any more, he just nodded and said, "All right, whatever you want."

Kou Yajun probably didn't intend to continue this topic, he took back the gift bag that Rong Xia had just moved aside, rummaged through it, found a rectangular box and handed it to him.

"this is for you."

Rong Xia took it and took it apart, glanced at the contents inside, and was stunned.

He is too familiar with this thing, this is the high-definition tape of digital movies.

He looked up at Kou Yajun suspiciously, "This is... Xiaolin?"

Kou Yajun nodded, "Well, I just got it this afternoon, and I haven't had time to read it yet."

He slowly explained: "Some time ago, I heard you talk about the relationship between Xiao Lin and Ning Wen. After I went back, I thought about it. The original script was really not handled well. Later, I talked to Yang Mu for a few words, and he I also feel..."

Rong Xia suddenly frowned.He picked up the pillow again, hit Kou Yajun heavily on the shoulder, and said angrily: "You asked him to change the script?!"

Kou Yajun couldn't dodge in time and was hit squarely.

He really didn't expect Rong Xia to be concerned about this issue - and it's not his fault, after amnesia, he never had the opportunity to accompany Rong Xia through a complete filming experience, and naturally he would not know what this person hates movies the most Shooting is changed by external force.

"I didn't." Kou Yajun said innocently, "I just asked him to cut a HE version, and the original script was naturally submitted for review and release. No, how could I let him change the ending after the filming is completed? just do it."

Hearing this, Rong Xia's expression softened.

Kou Yajun added: "There is only one copy of this version. In other words, only you and I can see this version."

After explaining for a long time, he himself felt funny, "I just want you to see, if the two of them can have a good result, what kind of direction this story will go. I didn't think so much!"

After these repeated explanations, Rong Xia finally understood the whole story.He scratched his head, said "Oh", and said, "Okay, okay, I misunderstood you."

He got up to find the projector, and fiddled with it for a long time to connect the projection screen—fortunately, he had these professional equipment at home.

Kou Yajun turned off the lights in the room.In the dark bedroom, only the small projection screen on the wall glows.

"Yang Mu said that the cut was very thick, and there are some places that can't be connected. After all, it is different from the original idea. Just take a look." Kou Yajun lightly revealed how he forced Yang Mu to cut it in a few days. Yang Mu And how did he break down to the point where he would call and yell at him every night?

The cut was really rough, and there were even some inconsistencies in the content; the post-dubbing hadn't started yet, and Huo Shan's lines were not good enough, and his words seemed to be soaked in water, and many lines were hard to understand.

However, this version really cuts a completely different direction from the original script.

Originally, after the rebirth, Xiao Lin avoided Ning Wen from the very beginning, and the time they met in this life was delayed for a long time.The version that Kou Yajun showed him, Ning Wen unexpectedly found Xiao Lin on the third day after his rebirth.

...It turned out that not long after Xiao Lin died, Ning Wen was also taken away by an accident.

After finding Xiao Lin again, Ning Wen became even more clingy, wanting to follow Xiao Lin when he ate, slept, and went to the toilet.

Sticking to each other, Kobayashi gradually softened. The two chatted openly, and finally decided to give this relationship another chance.

Rong Xia skipped the plot where Xiaolin was concentrating on his career, and fast-forwarded through the rest of the episode.

The ending of this version of the plot is still the scene of the original script, but the antecedent has been changed: Kobayashi embarked on an unknown journey alone for a very important project that needs to be kept secret.A few years later, the project was unsealed, and the two lovers finally reunited.

After reading briefly, Rong Xia got up and turned off the screen projection.

When he sat back on the bed again, he smiled and shook his head, "It's hard for Brother Mu, you can actually cut out a different plot..."

He poked Kou Yajun, "Tell me how you feel?"

Kou Yajun pondered for a while, and said, "This, what is the coolness of the double life theme? I can't understand it. This messy and contradictory emotional drama is more interesting than the part about Xiaolin's career."

"..." Rong Xia wanted to throw him with a pillow again, "Give up if you don't understand, it shows that you don't have the brains to make money in the entertainment industry."

Kou Yajun glanced at him helplessly, and asked, "Then tell me your opinion? I want to hear what you have to say."

Following his example, Rong Xia thought for a few seconds, then said deeply: "There are many plots that I have never seen before, do you know what this means?"

Kou Yajun shook his head.

"It means that Huo Shan has ruined too many things in filming, and his acting skills are really not good."

Kouya County: "..."

The two looked at each other, both amused by the other's boring discovery.

Rong Xia was pounding on the bed and laughing wildly, she couldn't even speak clearly: "He worked so hard to cut a version, what kind of impressions are the two of us!"

Kou Yajun was infected by his smile, and he could bear it at first, but his expression gradually showed signs of losing control.

He turned his head away, and rarely had the intention of laughing.

When he finally had enough of laughing, Rong Xia wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his voice was still smiling.

He said: "But to be honest, after reading this, I finally understand why the script is arranged in this way. The film is limited in length, so it can only focus on one aspect. If you want to talk about the love line in detail, then the career line will most likely be cut off." The current arrangement is exactly the opposite, leaving the career line and removing the more complicated and tangled emotional line."

Kou Yajun nodded, and echoed: "It is in line with the tastes of the current audience."

The edited version was quite chaotic, and some lines were even unrecognizable, but it really miraculously relieved Rong Xia's regrets and worries about the movie.

He kicked off his slippers and sat on the bed with his hands folded over his knees, his face pressed against his knees.

The lights in the room were still turned off, but Kou Yajun could clearly see Rong Xia's bright eyes.He stretched out his hand to brush away the few strands of hair above the man's eyebrows, and asked in a gentle voice, "Are you satisfied with the ending of Xiao Lin and Ning Wen?"

Rong Xia said softly: "Satisfied. Dramas are meant to show you things that are hard to happen in reality. If the people who love each other in the movie can't have a happy ending, everyone will be so disappointed..."

The side of his face was pressed hard on his knees until it was flattened, and he muttered to himself: "It's only right for people who love each other to be together well."

Kou Yajun rubbed his hair and said with a smile, "Well, as long as you are satisfied."

He got up and took out the video tape, put it back in the box, and said, "Then you keep this as a souvenir? There is only one copy in the whole world."

Rong Xia nodded.

I was happy in my heart, and the expression on my face became more obedient.

Seeing this, Kou Yajun finally felt relieved.

From realizing something was wrong with Rong Xia to now, the hanging heart finally calmed down.

"Rong Xia, in the future..." he said with deliberation, "Maybe we can't let the director edit according to our wishes every time, but you can still tell me about the things you care about, maybe I can help you think of a way. "

Kou Yajun didn't expect any response from Rong Xia when he said this, but out of concern, he had to say something.

But unexpectedly, Rong Xia actually listened to it.

He raised his face from his knees, hugged his legs tightly together, and whispered, "How can I say this...how strange."

Kou Yajun was puzzled: "What's so strange?"

"It's just weird..." Rong Xia wrung her fingers and lowered her eyes, "Xiao Lin is not a real person, and neither is Ning Wen. Who would feel sad for a virtual character? It's fine for a day or two, it's so long Time has passed, and it is so hypocritical to say these things..."

He didn't wait for Kou Yajun to say anything, and affirmed himself: "No one else would do this, only I would, it seems so strange to me..."

Kou Yajun still couldn't understand: "Others don't do this, only you do it. Is it strange? Who made the rules? This can only show that you think differently from them-there are no people in this world who are exactly the same and think differently." It couldn't be more normal."

"No, no." Rong Xia tried to explain, "Just, just..."

He stroked his hair and said in a low voice, "It's the same as mine. Everyone else is black, but I'm the only one who is golden. That's weird!"

Kou Yajun's simple thinking couldn't understand the twists and turns in Rong Xia's mind, "Even if everyone else has black hair and you are blond, so what? Gold matches you well, and black also goes well. Anything is fine, anything is fine. , It’s all about you. It doesn’t matter what hair color, skin color, tall, short, fat, or thin, these can’t be the reason for being ‘weird’.”

He pressed the top of Rong Xia's head and said, "Even if you are the only one in the world who has something or a certain characteristic, it doesn't mean that you are strange or that you are a different kind. There is nothing you can't say, you can talk to me about anything." explain."

Rong Xia's chin was pressed on his knee by this man, he could only look at Kou Yajun from the corner of his eyes.

He pursed his lips and reluctantly responded.

Kou Yajun let him go, sat down beside him, hesitated for a moment, then put his arms around his shoulders, and leaned towards him.

It was rare for Rong Xia to resist, and obediently let him embrace him, and even found a comfortable place, and buried her face in it.

When he blinked, his eyelashes fluttered, rustling against Kou Yajun's neck.

"I don't know about making movies, but," Kou Yajun looked down at him, his gaze slipped from his high nose bridge to his soft lips, "maybe I can help you...the kind that doesn't ask for anything in return."

Rong Xia raised her head in a daze.

The darkness magnifies all senses other than vision, and Kou Yajun only feels that Rong Xia's breath is so close that he can touch it with his hand.

He rolled his Adam's apple, and looked down for the sweet breath that only belonged to Rong Xia.

When leaning over to kiss her, Rong Xia ducked back.

Kou Yajun's arm reacted one step faster than his brain, and before he could hide further, he stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms.

"Rongrong..."

The following words were swallowed in the rubbing of ears and temples.

Kou Yajun's favorite perfume with a bitter top note rushed into Rong Xia's nose again.

He stretched out his hand to push the shoulder of the man in front of him, but Kouya County was as heavy as a mountain, pressing straight down on him, making him almost out of breath.

Moist water spread from the corners of the mouth to the crevice of the lips, Rong Xia couldn't bear it and opened his mouth, his tongue was held in his mouth again, and he sucked even harder.

Unknowingly, he was pressed down by Kou Yajun and lay on his back on the bed.

Kou Yajun was able to press his hands on top of his head with only one hand, and the other free hand was stroking his face eagerly.

The sound of the cloth rubbing against each other was extremely obvious, and Rong Xia's lower abdomen felt cold——

The sweater was ripped open.

"Boom boom boom——"

The sudden loud knock on the door made the two fall in love.Woke up with a start.

"Xiao Xia, Xiao Xia!! What are you doing?" Yan Qiao slapped the door hard, her voice was about to overturn the sky.

Kou Yajun turned over and sat up in embarrassment, and hurriedly helped Rong Xia tidy up his clothes.

"..." Rong Xia rubbed his face in embarrassment, and shouted out the door in a hoarse voice, "I'm watching a movie..."

The one or two words at the beginning are still loud, but at the back, the sound is so small that it can hardly be heard.

Yan Qiao said bluntly: "Where is Kou Ya County? He still doesn't go back so late? Could it be because he wants to stay overnight!"

"..." Kou Yajun pursed his lips and went down to open the door.

Of course, before opening the door, I still remembered to look back at Rong Xia to make sure that this person was dressed neatly before pressing the doorknob.

He opened the door and said to Yan Qiao in a low voice: "I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now..."

He turned back to Rong Xia and said, "I... that... I'll go and see Jiujiu, it stays at home by itself all day, I don't think you're worried, I'll go and have a look, and then I'll go back to the old house."

"Oh, oh." Rong Xia nodded slowly.

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