After the divorce, the whole world is waiting for us to get back together

The dark brown medicine reduces the hot and bitter summer reverberation on the tip of the tongue.

The sound of running water was heard in the quiet room, the head of the white cat became clean under the washing of running water, and the light-white fingers brushed it as if teasing.

Meng Zhijin washed the dishes unhurriedly and opened the cabinet, and put the cat's head in the area specially vacated for it. Next to it was Cheng Xi who was not going back when she put it here last time. Medicine pot.

After finishing all this work, Meng Zhijin took out a tissue and wiped her hands while walking towards the living room.

The mobile phone was placed on the sofa, and the breathing light was blinking, accompanied by messages from the CP group, but these messages were not the excited speeches that everyone knocked on the CP when they left just now.

[Sisters, have you watched the hot search? 】

[Bullshit is distressing, what are those Su Miaomiao fans talking about? 】

【Isn't it because she's so annoying that everyone doesn't like to work with her? 】

……

Meng Zhijin frowned watching the discussions that kept popping up, and logged on to Weibo instead.

Her eyes fell on the hot search marked with Su Miaomiao's name. After she clicked on it, her calm eyes sank a little. .

Su Miaomiao's team can't make such a game.

Hidden in the dark and retreated without touching the body...

The layout that took more effort than before is really worthy of Cheng Xi.

Just as Meng Zhijin was thinking about the message bar above, a message from the cp group popped up.

[When can Meng Dashui teacher: I cut the ins and outs of the video, sisters help forward it! 】

Then came the big fan of Cheng Xi who had a good relationship with Meng Zhijin: [Is there anyone familiar with the marketing account or Lan v?I want to find someone to repost the sleeping teacher's video, either the lion will open his mouth or not.Damn, it's like a good deal, and it pissed me off. 】

Cheng Xi's big fan seemed a little bit overwhelmed, Meng Zhijin thought that if there was an answer in Cheng Xi's personal fan group, she would not post it to the cp group.After all, she and Cheng Xi's respective studios haven't finished contacting all the big fans, and there is no hint. CP has just started to develop, and everyone in the group is still a straggler for the time being.

There was a lot of discussion in the group, but many of them were scolding, without any actual contribution.

Just after Cheng Xi’s big fan received another euphemistic rejection from a marketing account, a message from the cp group made her eyes light up: [The child is a fox: send me a copy of the edited video, and I can find someone to help forward it . 】

——This is the big boss who she got close to in the group not long ago!

Cheng Xi's big fan: [The boss has connections?It's easy to talk about the cost, last time [Orange] had a lot of money in the support club. 】

Meng Zhijin nodded: [One thing, there is no need to use the money of the support club. 】

[Little teacher is amazing. 】

[Is this the big boss hiding in the group? 】

[Give a fox to the rich woman. 】

……

Amid everyone's exclamations, Sleeping Teacher Aite called Meng Zhijin: [Little teacher, this is the highest-definition video, sorry for your inconvenience]

【it is good. 】

After Meng Zhijin typed this word, she downloaded the video and was about to quit.

However, she paused for a moment, and then the sound of fingers tapping the screen sounded again in the room.

[Although our group is cp-crazy, everyone will not stand by when something happens to the little fox. Teacher Meng may also be worried about this matter. 】Meng Zhijin used her fastest hand speed, tapped the keyboard, and organized and mobilized everyone, 【Everyone can go to Little Fox's Chaochao at this time, wash the square, and sisters with higher weight can go to the marketing account to control Comment, also watch the Weibo under the program group, don't let the other party get rid of the face. 】

[The little teacher is right. 】

[I'll go to the square to have a look. 】

【I have high weight!You can go to review. 】

[I have endured those people for a long time, this is to spray them to death. 】

……

The people in the group were also indignant. Last week, the fighting spirit of the two rivalries was transferred to the matter of Su Miaomiao acting as a monster. They were gearing up and the division of labor was clear.

Meng Zhijin arranged for Su Jing to call Su Jing, Su Jing answered quickly, and asked directly: "Did you see the trending search?"

"En." Meng Zhijin nodded.

Su Jing: "Qi Ming responded well this time. I have already consulted with Sun Ran. I will help her too. Don't worry."

"Okay." Meng Zhijin nodded, and sent the downloaded video to Su Jing, "I have a video here, you can find a few marketing accounts that are not directly related to us and send it."

Su Jing understood the reason why Meng Zhijin did this, and responded: "Okay, I'll call you back when I'm done."

Su Jing has always been vigorous and decisive, she was about to hang up the phone, but she didn't want to be stopped by Cheng Xi again: "Sister Jing."

"What's wrong?" Su Jing was puzzled.

"There's something you need to do for me."

"what?"

……

After talking on the phone with Su Jing, Meng Zhijin walked back to the kitchen.

The unremarkable storage cabinet was opened, and she took out a large bag of unopened white rabbit toffee with one hand.

A piece of candy paper was thrown into the trash can, and the candy covered with glutinous rice paper was placed on a dry cutting board, and was cut into small pieces of broken sugar with the hand's knife.

Take off the pot, pour the toffee crumbs into the milk.

Obviously the other end of the network is already on fire, but Meng Zhijin is still boiling toffee under a low fire.

The slightly yellowed toffee gradually submerged into the milky white milk, and the sweetness evaporated with the heat, and it smelled a little healing.

Maybe for a person who is in a bad mood, just a white rabbit toffee can't melt the depression in his heart.

But ice cream with whipped cream, maybe.

Especially with the addition of the fox's favorite rum.

It's not fast, but Meng Zhijin still made this ice cream stock solution in a very short time.

While cooling the stock solution, Meng Zhijin turned on her cell phone.

The message column is full, but there is no news about Su Jing.

It seems to be just like Cheng Xi's big fan said.

Meng Zhijin's eyes darkened slightly, and her bony fingers stroked the edge of the phone, as if planning something.

"Dangdangdang."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Meng Zhijin glanced at the doorway where the phone popped up, and it was Xiaoqi who came, carrying a big suitcase in his hand.

Meng Zhijin immediately turned around and took out a large box of chocolates from the refrigerator, walked to the entrance and opened the door for Xiaoqi.

It was a little hot outside, and there was some fine sweat on Xiaoqi's forehead.

The cool wind gushed out from Meng Zhijin's house, which gave her a little bit of coolness by chance: "Mr. Meng, I bought the ice cream machine you asked for."

"Okay, thank you." Meng Zhijin nodded, and took the box from Xiao Qi's hand.

Xiao Qi didn't leave in a hurry, and asked: "Well, don't I need to go in and help you install the machine?"

"No. It's hard work for you to come here." Said, Meng Zhijin handed Xiaoqi the chocolate that she had just taken out of the freezer.

This brand of chocolate has become very popular recently, and it cannot be bought in the market.

Xiao Qi was flattered. Although she thought Meng Zhijin was weird, she didn't say anything, and hurriedly lowered her head and said, "Thank you, Teacher Meng!"

With everything ready, Meng Zhijin walked to the door at the other end of the corridor with ease.

Cheng Xilai opened the door very quickly, and only stood still for a few seconds before the heavy door was pulled open from the inside.

"Teacher Meng? Isn't it inappropriate for us to be together at noon?"

This person is still dressed coolly, and the laziness leaning against the door is also full of various amorous feelings as before.

There was a bright smile in her eyes, but Meng Zhijin could tell that she was in a bad mood.

"I just want to come and see you, why isn't it suitable?"

These words are a bit straightforward, but they are the most effective.

Before Cheng Xi could react, Meng Zhijin entered Cheng Xi's house with her belongings.

This was the first time Cheng Xi saw Meng Zhijin's impolite appearance, and she rubbed her surprised eyes with doubts.

In this way, she followed Meng Zhijin into the house, and said as a reminder: "Mr. Meng, this is considered breaking into a private house, and everything I do to you is protected by the law."

"En." Meng Zhijin responded.

Then she put the things in her hands on the kitchen bar of Cheng Xi's house, and turned around unhurriedly: "So what do you want to do to me?"

Meng Zhijin's rhetorical question stopped Cheng Xiwen, and made her stop abruptly.

Unobstructed sunlight fell into the kitchen and dining room from one side window, hitting Meng Zhijin directly.

This person is also wearing home clothes like himself. Although he is far more conservative than himself, he is also very cool.

She just leaned casually on the bar behind her, supporting the bar with her hands, showing her waist and hip bones. Her seemingly thin figure outlined a smooth curve under the thin fabric, and the curve had a hook. Picked up the memories in Cheng Xi's head.

I don't know if this is the first time Cheng Xi has hated the idiom "eat marrow to know taste".

Seeing that Cheng Xi didn't speak any more, Meng Zhijin skillfully took out the ice cream machine brought by Xiao Qi and installed it, and then asked: "Is the electricity in your kitchen working?"

Cheng Xi nodded.

Although she usually doesn't open fire very much, the socket in the kitchen is not a decoration.

"Buzz-buzz..."

After Cheng Xi nodded, the not-too-rhythmic sound of machine work rang out, which was a bit abrupt in this quiet room.

Cheng Xi was very puzzled, looked at the machine in front of Meng Zhijin, and asked, "What is this?"

"Ice cream machine." Meng Zhijin replied calmly, as if everything was as simple as she said, "I've made too much ice cream at home, so I'll come over to eat with you."

Cheng Xi was dubious.

Where would someone bring unfinished semi-finished products to other people's homes and say what to eat together?

The overhead light mixed with the sunlight, enveloping and outlining Meng Zhijin's back.

For some reason, Cheng Xi looked at Meng Zhijin's back, and inexplicably felt that she was a little different from the usual cold and anxious.

As if thinking of something, Cheng Xi rolled her eyes: "Mr. Meng, you didn't see Weibo, so you came to comfort me, didn't you?"

A sigh came from the kitchen, which was filled with the sound of the ice cream machine operating.

Meng Zhijin turned around and looked at Cheng Xi, with a look of disappointment in her eyes: "My child, have my acting skills regressed?"

This answer seems to deviate from the question a bit, but it also acquiesces in the correctness of the question.

Implicit and cryptic, but straightforward as hell.

Cheng Xi was stunned for a moment, and the negative emotions surrounding her heart were suddenly washed away by this sentence.

She, who was always cunning, suddenly didn't know how to react, her eyes were dull for a moment, and then, as if she was afraid of being seen, she tried her best to pretend she was all right, and nodded: "Yes, I can see through it at a glance. "

The moist tip of her tongue brushed her dry lips, Cheng Xi smiled, and then said in a mocking way: "Thank you, Mr. Meng, for remembering me as a neighbor who has once again been caught in scandal and public opinion. I'm fine, you can go back." gone."

"You want to eat my ice cream all to yourself?" Meng Zhijin didn't, she looked down at the countdown of the ice cream machine, and said, "Sit on the sofa and watch TV, just wait for 10 minutes."

For such words that are close to commanding and manipulating, Cheng Xi is rebellious, and she doesn't like it.

But when Meng Zhijin said this kind of words, Cheng Xi didn't feel that disgusted, even the thorns all over her body didn't stand up.

Things have just begun to be processed, and there is no result.

Even though Cheng Xi came here by herself many times in the past, it doesn't mean she doesn't need someone.

Just like at this moment, she seems to lack such a person by her side, who can't be driven away no matter how hard she tries.

"Oh."

Cheng Xi was obedient, and sat down on the sofa very obediently, and watched the TV series.

After a while, Meng Zhijin also came over.

Cheng Xikan is a very old foreign comedy film. Although it is in English, it seems that you don't need to take your brains. It is the first choice for relaxation.

Meng Zhijin watched the four people who met in the hospital by chance on TV, and faced the contrasting performance of the four people looking at each other, she was a little expressionless.

It's just that Cheng Xi's smile is not so high, she shrugs her shoulders and laughs, which makes people not feel so boring.

On the contrary, some want to prolong this moment indefinitely.

Just as the second hand made a complete revolution, Meng Zhijin's phone vibrated against her leg.

This vibration was set by her for Su Jing.

Meng Zhijin didn't want to affect Cheng Xi's watching TV, so she took the phone out of her pocket without any trace, her eyes slightly bent.

[Su Jing: That's it. 】

Gently, Meng Zhijin typed four words: 【Thank you, sister Jing. 】

At this time, someone in the group reposted the full video edited by Mr. Sleep from a certain marketing account.

The clarification video was reposted, and within half an hour, the painting style in the real-time topic suddenly changed, the scuffle turned into oppressive abuse, and congratulations floated in the group.

[Little teacher is awesome! 】

【Let me see who were swollen in the face? 】

[Rich woman and sister post. 】

……

Meng Zhijin didn't care much about these things, just as she was about to quit, Cheng Xi's dynamic emoticon package rolled over from under the word stickers.

The Q version of the small face is full of softness and sensuality, the small red fox ears on the head are still shaking, and the cuteness in the arrogant, it is almost fatal.

Seeing it, Meng Zhijin couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips slightly, lightly put her fingers down, and press and hold to save...

"What are you looking at? So happy?"

But before she could save the picture, Cheng Xi's voice came over.

A guilty conscience rarely appeared on Meng Zhijin's face.

She hurriedly restored her expression to its original state, raised her head and looked at Cheng Xi.

Who knew that this person was still watching TV without turning his face.

It looked like it was just glimpsed out of the corner of the eye just now.

Meng Zhijin breathed a sigh of relief, and calmly withdrew from the cp group she was hanging out with, saying, "I'm just upset after seeing the retribution."

Cheng Xi was puzzled.

She somewhat understood what Meng Zhijin said, but was also a little afraid to understand. Under Meng Zhijin's signal, she picked up the phone and opened the Weibo that had been waiting in the background.

The countdown of the ice cream machine has entered single digits, and the reversal of public opinion seems to be as fast as the ice cream in the machine is about to be completed.

And the braking and stopping of rumors requires such a speed.

The clarification video was forwarded one after another by several marketing accounts that Cheng Xi was not familiar with, completely and clearly showing the ins and outs of the matter to passers-by.

#心感宿婆婆# The topic is still full of smoke and smoke, but it’s changed to a different theme. I realized that I was out of rhythm just now, and the passers-by who were the gunmen were outraged, apologizing, questioning, and greetings. Only the fans are still there The dead duck's mouth was stiff, and he grabbed 【Our Miaomiao was indeed rejected. ], 【Our Miaomiao did fall very painfully. ], [It's really about who's child is distressed], making tea-style speeches.

This is the first time that Cheng Xi has solved a dirty water incident so quickly without responding positively.

It is true that she believes that Qi Ming and Sun Ran have worked together and made a lot of efforts, but inexplicably, her eyes still fell on Meng Zhijin who was sitting next to her.

"Teacher Meng, are you here?" Cheng Xi asked.

Meng Zhijin didn't answer, but turned to look at Cheng Xi, and asked back, "Do you want me?"

These words are a bit off-topic, but they directly hit the point of the person who asked this question.

It seems to be a question from the fourth perspective, asking what kind of thinking is in the mind of the person who asked this question.

The four eyes met, and the sweetness of ice cream was squeezed out of the complicated atmosphere.

"Ding dong!"

The sound of the ice cream being made was particularly loud in the quiet space. Cheng Xi averted her gaze from Meng Zhijin, leaned back on the sofa, and said, "The ice cream is ready, I want to eat it."

Meng Zhijin was not in a hurry to ask Cheng Xi for the answer, after all, she had already given it to Cheng Xi, and her memory would not disappear for no reason.

Closing her eyes, Meng Zhijin got up to get ice cream for Cheng Xi.

She moved neatly, poured out two whole boxes, carefully scooped out the jam and put it in a small dish, put it beside Cheng Xi and said, "Hey, if you want to eat other flavors, you can drizzle the jam yourself."

"Thank you, Teacher Meng." Cheng Xi smiled obediently, and the gloom in her pupils disappeared early.

Meng Zhijin looked at it and waved her hands: "No need."

She picked up her share, and said again: "It's getting late, I have to go back to take a nap, I took this box, and you return this box to me later, kid."

"Okay." Cheng Xi nodded and sent Meng Zhijin to the door.

The corridor was quiet, and soon the figure of this person disappeared behind the opened and closed door.

Cheng Xi's eyes also slowly dimmed.

What a flawed excuse.

It is said that it is too much to eat, but what is brought is an unfinished semi-finished product.

He said he wanted to eat it himself, but only took a small part of it.

And, who wants to make a big serving of ice cream right before bed?

"Mr. Meng, you didn't see Weibo, so you came to comfort me, didn't you?"

"Child, have my acting skills regressed?"

The dialogue of guessing and admitting rang in Cheng Xi's ears again. She looked at the big box of ice cream on the table with dim eyes.

Everything she said was true.

I can't tell what it feels like, but Cheng Xi can clearly feel the beating of her heart.

The silver spoon scooped up a large scoop of ice cream, and the rich white rabbit toffee tasted so sweet that her last decayed tooth ached slightly.

If you say you can't feel Meng Zhijin's kindness to you, no fool will believe it.But what about feeling it?

It's not that they haven't gotten along well, and they still live in the opposite door, separated by a long corridor, not a home.

Cheng Xi really experienced too many things early this morning, ups and downs, good and bad were all mixed in this short period of time, she couldn't distinguish her mood at the moment.

The ice cream in front of her exuded a comfortable cool air, Cheng Xi let all her emotions squeeze her heart awkwardly, and then was frozen by the refreshing coolness of the ice cream entrance.

The recording of the third season entered midsummer, and the recording time was changed to the evening when the sun was about to set in the afternoon.

Because it is the last episode, the program team is very good at making things happen. In accordance with this time, I painted old-age makeup for the eight members of the Romantic House, experienced a day of life after entering old age, checked in the places that the elderly love to go, and finally checked in Correct numbers count as points.

Cheng Xi came early and got a middle-class old-fashioned apartment with an elevator.

She put on her makeup early and waited for Meng Zhijin to meet her at home.

The sunlight was slightly slanted, falling into the house from the window, and it just hit the door well.

And at this moment, Meng Zhijin, who had put on special effects makeup, also opened the door and walked in.

She was wearing a sleeveless dress that was popular among the elderly, and she wore a tencel cardigan that was a bit old in color.

It's just that despite this, it's still hard to conceal the coolness and elegance in her body, and the meticulous arrangement of her gray hair.

Cheng Xi watched, with a lot of emotion in her eyes.

It was indescribable, and suddenly made her laugh.

The folds are stacked layer by layer, and the hanging eyes still have charm: "I thought Teacher Meng would be as old as me, but I didn't expect that the years just added a few wrinkles to your face."

Hearing this, Meng Zhijin raised her wrinkled hands, helped the chair beside her like an old man, and said, "Maybe it's because I didn't laugh often when I was young."

Cheng Xi seldom heard Meng Zhijin making fun of herself, and the smile on her face became even stronger: "Mr. Meng, your joke made me cold."

The two of them didn't have much experience in the elderly, so when they went downstairs, they went to the plaza where the elderly often live near their home, and punched a card.

Then they went to the blind date corner in the park next door, acting as worried parents looking for a blind date for their future children.

It's just that Cheng Xi was curious, looking at this blind date corner, he was not active like an old man, asking questions here and there.

The eyes of people around her gradually became strange. If she hadn't been dragged by Meng Zhijin, she would have almost revealed her secrets, or she would have been arrested by the police.

The two walked around for a long time, checking in many places they thought they would go to when they were old.

Slowly the sun hung on the top of the mountain, the golden color burned the whole sky, and the orange color was very beautiful.

Perhaps it was Dusk that gave Cheng Xi the desire to perform, or maybe she was a little tired from walking, and finally acted like an old man.

She dragged her feet, grabbed Meng Zhijin, who was still straight, and sat down on a bench by the river to rest: "Oh, I'm old, I can't walk anymore."

Meng Zhijin revealed to the portable camera in her bag, "I didn't know who just now walked from one end of the corridor to the other in one breath, saying that the ducks there are fun."

"I don't know, I don't remember, it's not me." Cheng Xi denied it three times.

As he said that, he leaned his head on Meng Zhijin's body like a fool.

Meng Zhijin's thin shoulders sank unpreparedly, and there was a bit of surprise on her face.

The cold eyes turned slightly to the left like this, and Cheng Lixi's wrinkled face still showed slyness and wantonness from the corner of his eye.

Without refusing, Meng Zhijin just let Cheng Xi take the initiative to move her body towards her, so that it would be more comfortable for her to lean on.

The sunset is beautiful, and the reflected river water is clear and bright.

In Cheng Xi's line of sight, there is a kind of twilight beauty.

"Look at the two grandmas over there, if only we could do the same when we're old."

"When that day really comes, let's sit here too, watch the sunset with you, and take a walk with you, okay?"

"Okay~ Hey, you are the best to me, my dear."

"Of course, I'm not nice to you, who is nice to you?"

……

There was a couple's discussion behind them, Cheng Xi was just a fake old man, she could hear clearly with her eyes and ears.

It's greasy and crooked, but also reveals the truth.

The wind blew across the lake, bringing a burst of refreshment, and also blew all the smell of Meng Zhijin from the side of her face into her nose. It was light and faint, and seemed to have a little bit of an indescribable old man's smell.

It was as if they were really getting old at the moment.

After dinner, I went out for a walk, and when I was tired from walking, I sat down and rested.

Stop and go, it doesn't matter where you go.

As long as the other party is still around, as long as you want to go home, you can go home anytime.

Even though the side of her face was warm, Cheng Xi held a cool breeze in her palm.

She was a little confused, and asked Meng Zhijin in a strange way: "Mr. Meng, do you think it is possible for us to have such a day?"

The author has something to say:

I'm really sorry, the red envelope in the comment area.

It's too hot recently, don't be greedy for coolness, I hope there will be no aunt in the world QAQ

Tomorrow will be late, sorry ORZ, but definitely before noon!