Abyss [entertainment circle]

Late at night, Tang Man was sitting on the balcony smoking a cigarette, wearing only a bathrobe.

She was leaning against the wall alone, blowing the cold wind, looking at the branches extending to the second floor, and she had already extinguished a few cigarette butts in the ashtray at hand.

The hot air and smoke exhaled were scattered in the cold wind.

Tang Man gathered her bathrobe, a thin layer could not resist the severe cold of deep winter, she looked at the Polaris falling far away in the sky, and the dream just now flashed in her mind.

In her dream, she finished all the cakes, and a photo appeared at the bottom, on which was Chang Mingxuan's face. The shooting angle was exactly the same as the photo she received on her birthday. Before she could be shocked, she saw Fu Yun and Xia Fanxing holding hands The cake on the bed exploded, and the fire was dazzling, and when she opened her eyes again, she was alone in the endless darkness.

You are a nemesis.

She can't remember who scolded her, but this sentence has been hidden deep in her memory.

Tang Man tilted his head and looked through the glass at Fu Yun who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, his whole body was cold.

The cold wind was mixed with other things, and as the cold wind hit her skin, she suddenly raised her head.

Snowing.

After an unknown amount of time, she returned to the bedroom after smelling the smell of smoke on her body disappearing, and lay down on the bed after standing for a while to relieve the chill from her body.

As soon as Tang Man got under the quilt, he saw Fu Yun hugging him, and opened his eyes in a daze, "Smoking? Why is it so cold?"

"Yeah." Tang Man watched Fu Yun warm her hands with his body temperature.

"It's not good for your health." Fu Yun's eyelids were heavy, but she couldn't help but frown when she heard her confess.

Tang Man pulled up the quilt and hugged Fu Yun tightly, as if this was the only way to offset the suffocation lost in the dream, "Sleep."

-

The next day, early in the morning.

The light spilled into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, a crumpled bath towel was thrown on the sofa, a bathrobe was scattered on the carpet, and the bathrobe strap was loosely tied to the side of the sofa.

The goblet on the table was empty, and the remaining wine in the decanter reflected ruby-like shattered light. The cake was only cut in a corner, exuding a faint creamy aroma.

Coral fleece blankets that should have been stacked neatly on the deck chairs in the flower room were scattered on the wooden floor. There were broken petals hidden in them, some were crushed, and some fell off whole.

Fu Yun stepped on the warm floor with bare feet, rubbed her sore shoulders and neck, looked at the mess in the room, shook her head and smiled slightly, because Tang Man was too indulgent last night.

The room is as warm as spring, and the snow outside is getting heavier and falling down like goose feathers. Finally, some branches are overwhelmed and snap off with a "click."

The bedroom was so quiet that only the sound of Tang Man's breathing remained.

Fu Yun walked to the bedroom with a cup of warm water, opened the curtains, and the darkness in the room was suddenly filled with light. She looked at Tang Man who was sleeping soundly under the quilt, probably because the temperature in the room was too high. In time, Tang Man kicked down the quilt again, exposing most of his shoulders.

Fu Yun put the water on the bedside table, lay down again, stretched out her hand to pull up the quilt, and hugged her together with the quilt, "Tang Tang."

Tang Man's eyelids moved, and he unconsciously responded, then turned his head to find a comfortable position and continued to sleep.

Probably exhausted, Fu Yun took a sip of water to moisten her throat, and fell asleep after a while.

It was already 11:30 when I woke up again, and the heavy snow had not stopped.

Fu Yun kissed Tang Man's fingers, grinding her teeth, "Tang Tang, get up."

Tang Man stretched under the quilt, turned around and hugged Fu Yun, his eyes were still open, and his hands moved dishonestly, "I don't think about it."

"I'm going home to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner." Fu Yun patted her cool hand.

"Aunt Jiang said that it will only start in the afternoon, and sleep for a while." Tang Man rubbed Fu Yun's shoulder, "My back is sore, my hands are sore, my legs are sore, and my knees are sore."

Fu Yun pinched her nose, "I made you so indulgent last night."

"A Yun said yes, so I naturally want to satisfy you." Tang Man hugged Fu Yun like an octopus, "Sleep a little longer, I'm sleepy."

Fu Yun glanced at the time, Jiang Yunlan sent a message in the morning telling her that the whole family had gone to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables, and they would return to the old house in the afternoon, asking her and Tang Man to wait for the snow to stop before going there.

After replying to the message, she was about to take a look at the situation of Shengshi Entertainment, and before clicking on Weibo, her body froze slightly, "Claw."

Tang Man leaned over and fell asleep with his eyes closed, as if the hand was just inadvertently on his chest.

"Be honest." Fu Yun patted her hand through the quilt.

Tang Man muttered, "Stingy ghost."

Fu Yun laughed angrily, "Do you still want to sleep?"

"Sleep! I'm already asleep, you woke me up." Tang Man immediately withdrew his hand honestly.

Tang Man slept for two hours. When she woke up, Fu Yun was reading a book beside her. It was the book of poems she had brought to the conservatory. The tassel of the bookmark was dangling on Fu Yun's wrist. Engraved with Tang Man's name.

Tang Man raised his wrist, which was also tied with a red string, and his mother's bracelet on his other hand.

She smiled slightly, turned over and hugged Fu Yun, "A Yun."

Seeing her wake up, Fu Yun put down the book, "Huh? Are you thirsty?"

Tang Man didn't look back at her, but stared straight into those clear pupils with sparkling eyes, and called again, "A Yun."

"Huh?" Fu Yun looked down at her, "What's wrong?"

Tang Man shook his head, "I just want to call you."

She hopes that such beauty can stay forever in her future life.

-

"Ayun, how do I wear this?" Tang Man had been picking clothes from the cloakroom for half an hour.

Fu Yun sat in the living room, made a cup of coffee and waited for Tang Man, "It's all good."

"You didn't even look at it! Come and help me look!" Tang Man's voice came from the cloakroom.

Fu Yun smiled and shook her head, put down her cup and walked in.

The cloakroom presents two very different scenes, one half is neat and tidy, the other half is a mess, the shoe changing bench, the carpet, and the jewelry cabinet are full of clothes.

Since Tang Man moved in, Fu Yun allocated half of the space in the cloakroom to Tang Man.

Tang Man took a cheongsam and asked uncertainly, "This one?"

People of the older generation should all like those who are more well-behaved and more elegant, especially those who have cultivated a temperament like Fu Yun, there are probably many rules.

Thinking of this, Tang Man couldn't help feeling anxious again.

"Are you sure?" Fu Yun motioned her to look up at the snow outside.

Tang Man put down the cheongsam in his hand and sat on the stool, "Help me choose one, the last one!"

Fu Yun had no choice but to help her tidy up while picking out three sets of clothes for her to choose from.

"My family doesn't have so many rules. You didn't feel nervous when you saw my parents. Why are you so nervous when you see my grandparents?" Fu Yun was putting on the last coat.

Tang Man sneezed when he said this.

Fu Yun glanced at Tang Man, "I was so nervous that I ran out to blow the cold wind last night."

Tang Man took the clothes and followed Fu Yun to tidy them up, "That's different. The first time I met Uncle Fu and Aunt Jiang was in a special situation, and I never had a chance to pay a formal visit. After getting acquainted, being so polite became unfamiliar. This time is the first time to go to your grandparents' house, and you have to wear it to formally express your sincerity."

"Come to propose marriage?" Fu Yun looked at Tang Man teasingly.

Tang Man muttered, "I do."

"Think beautifully." Fu Yun hung up the clothes one by one, "Choose one of these three sets."

Tang Man raised his eyes to look at Fu Yun, touched her shoulder with his shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Sister, I'm going to propose a marriage, your fiancée won't be unhappy, right?"

Fu Yun didn't understand what Tang Man was doing, so she continued, "No way, no way? Is your fiancée still angry with you? It's not like I only feel sorry for my sister."

Fu Yun looked at her indifferently, shaking off the goosebumps all over her body expressionlessly, and stepped back half a step, the disgust in her eyes was clear.

Tang Man said sadly, "Sister, you don't want to be irresponsible, do you?"

"I have a fiancee." Fu Yun pushed her to the dressing room, "So please respect yourself."

Tang Man's face was hurt, "She really can't tolerate me! I'm here to join you, not to destroy you."

"Actor." Fu Yun smiled helplessly, "So can the fiancée go and change?"

Tang Man walked into the dressing room separated by a curtain, poked his head out, "Give me a kiss."

Fu Yun leaned over and stopped a dozen centimeters in front of her, waiting for her to come with a smile in her eyes.

Tang Man leaned over and "baji" kissed him and retreated into the dressing room to change clothes.

-

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Man and Fu Yun arrived at Fu's old house, while Xia Fanxing and Jiang Yunlan were carrying the last box of vegetables.

After the two elders of the Fu family retired, they set aside a piece of land in their own picking garden to grow organic fruits and vegetables, and these fruits and vegetables were picked from the picking garden.

Tang Man brought a trunk full of gifts, and the back seat was also full. The two of them could only go back and forth a few times to get them all. They stepped into Fu's house together.

It was Tang Man's first time here, so she couldn't help being a little nervous. The rich heritage of the old house showed the owner's taste. As soon as she stepped in, she saw two elderly people come out, "This is Xiao Ruan, right? "

"Grandpa, grandma." Fu Yun walked over and introduced them, "This is Tang Man."

The second elder has gray hair, but is hale and hearty. It's just that Fu Lao seems to have bad legs and feet. She is polite, "Grandpa Fu, Grandma Wang."

Fu Ruiyao and Wang Mei agreed with a smile. Fu Ruiyao snorted coldly when he saw Fu Yun, his charitable face suddenly turned cold, and he took the lead into the room.

Tang Man looked at Fu Yun with some doubts.

Fu Yun shrugged at her, "It's okay, grandpa is still angry with me."

"Stop standing here, come in." Wang Mei smiled and pulled Tang Man and Fu Yun, "Look at you child, you still bring so many things. Our family doesn't have so many rules. You don't have to be restrained. Looking forward to seeing you!"

Then she turned her head to comfort Fu Yun, "You know your grandfather's temper, he's hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and if you go and coax him later, he won't care about it."

"I should have come to visit earlier." Tang Man smiled apologetically, and when he stretched out his hand, the bracelet on his wrist was exposed.

Wang Mei glanced at Fu Yun after seeing it, "This bracelet..."

"What?" Tang Man only looked at the threshold under his feet, not paying attention to Wang Mei's words.

Fu Yun nodded to Wang Mei, "It's for her."

It's just that she didn't know that Tang Man was the daughter of the owner of the bracelet.

Seeing the bracelet on the young wrist, Wang Mei was moved, her eyes were slightly red, "It's okay, I heard that you and Xiaoyun are in the same circle?"

Tang Man was stunned when he heard this description, and then realized that the "circle" in Grandma Wang's mouth refers to the entertainment circle.

"Yes, the nature of my work is similar to Mr. Fu's." Tang Man replied.

"Then which drama can I see you in?" Grandma Wang asked.

Tang Man replied with a smile, "I don't act in TV dramas, I sing, and I also recorded a variety show recently. If there is one later, I will broadcast it for you."

"Okay." Several people chatted happily.

After Fu Yun moved all the things Tang Man brought home, Ye Qing also came over.

Today is New Year's Eve, and Fu Yun is going to the Spring Festival Gala. Fortunately, her show is relatively high, and she will be home in less than half an hour after singing, and she can still catch up with the New Year's Eve dinner.

"I'll see off Teacher Fu." Tang Man got up.

Wang Mei smiled and looked at the back of Tang Man and Fu Yun leaving side by side, "Xiao Ruan still likes to cling to Xiao Yun so much."

The author says:

Here we go, let’s walk through our daily life in these chapters~

感谢在2021-12-1523:59:08~2021-12-1722:15:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Yeyi; 1 bottle of Qinghuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!