My mood was confused by Le Yao's crying, and my mouth became clumsy in this situation, just looking at her like this.

But Le Yao suddenly burst into tears and asked me, "Zhaoyang, do you think my acting skills are getting more and more perfect?"

Although she was suspected of teasing me, I did not scold her as usual, because she was more likely to just use her pretended freedom to make me feel better.

I finally said to her: "The acting skills have improved, but you should also pay attention to your own health. If you really don't have the ability to take care of yourself, just hire an aunt to take care of her."

“I would consider doing this.”

I nodded.

Le Yao said to me again: "Can you take a break first and leave in the afternoon?"

I finally stopped insisting, and then lay down on the sofa in the living room. Le Yao went to her room to hold a quilt for me. I was extremely tired and soon fell asleep.

...

I slept until noon. When I woke up, the dining table next to me was filled with food ordered by Le Yao from the restaurant outside.

After I went to the bathroom to wash, I sat on the dining chair with her and prepared to have a meal.

As soon as I picked up the chopsticks, Le Yao handed me a bottle of yogurt and said, "I stayed up late last night. Drinking a cup of yogurt before meals is good for my stomach."

I took it from Le Yao: "I always thought you were careless, but I couldn't tell that you were quite careful!"

Le Yao glanced at me and replied in a cold tone: "That's because you have never learned about me seriously, everyone is a double-sided person."

"As long as you want, you can be very versatile."

"What's the meaning?"

"You are learning to perform. Isn't it something you can do with your own hands?"

"Yes, but why are you always careless in front of you?"

I looked at Le Yao who seemed to be smiling and realized immediately that she actually showed the least alert and the most authentic self in front of me.

This is something that can only be understood, so I just smiled at Le Yao as a response, and continued to pick up the bowl, and then we each focused on eating and did not communicate anymore.

After dinner, Le Yao returned to her room, took out a bank card and handed it to me: "There is 100,000 yuan in this card, you can use it first. If you encounter difficulties in the inn in the future, remember to tell me."

"Seventy thousand yuan is enough."

"It's no harm to prepare some liquidity." Le Yao said and stuffed the card into my pocket.

I was silent for a while, and finally accepted the money, and said to Leyao again: "You should also pay attention to your health here. The doctor recommends that you buy some hot Chinese medicine for conditioning."

"I understand, you should also pay attention to your health and don't be too tired."

After saying a few simple farewell words, I left her residence with the bank card Le Yao gave me. The moment I boarded the plane, I suddenly felt that I had lost something in Beijing, but I couldn't remember what it was.

...

After getting off the plane in Shanghai, in the evening, I finally drove back to Xitang in the van. As soon as I stopped the car, I pulled off my leather belt from my waist and walked into the inn.

The boy looked at me with a happy face and said, "Brother Yang, you are back!"

With a "bang", I raised my hand and patted the leather belt on the table. The boy hugged his head and cried under the table, and asked me in a crying voice: "Brother Yang, why are you so irritable!"

"You little bastard, who told you to touch my phone?"

"...I just...want to connect with Le Yao...!"

"Have you got up."

"I don't...you will definitely smoke me."

"If you don't smoke you, get up quickly."

The boy looked at me from under the table. Seeing that I was silent, he finally came out from under the table and said to me with a smile: "Brother Yang, I was wrong!"

“Where was wrong?”

"Touch your phone without your consent."

"Don't do this in the future. Just ask me if you want Le Yao's number."

"Hehe... Brother Yang, you are so decent and you can't find any nude photos or something that is depressing. So with absolute trust in you, I personally called you."

"Damn...you also read the album?"

"Yes, I took a look..." The boy paused and suddenly shouted: "There are so many beauties in the album..."

I pulled out the leather belt placed on the table again. The boy hugged his head and laughed "haha" while running out of the way, but disappeared in a blink of an eye.

...

I tied my belt back to my waist, sat on the office chair, shook my head helplessly, smiled helplessly, lit a cigarette, and then took out my phone, looking through the album inside, there were indeed many beauties, and the most photos were Mi Cai. Only then did I remember that there was a time when I loved collecting her photos.

After browsing one by one, I placed the phone on my desk, but suddenly I remembered: It seems that I have never contacted her since Mi Cai went to the United States. Instead, she would care about me from time to time. But before, it was just the opposite. I don’t know where such a change originated, but it did happen between us.

I picked up my phone again and decided to take the initiative to care about her once, so I sent her a message: "Have you got up?"

After waiting for a while, Mi Cai replied to me: "Well, I'm just getting up, I'm ready to wash up."

"Wait...send a photo of your bare face before washing up and check it out."

"Why did you suddenly make such a strange request?"

I did not answer the front, but urged, "Send it quickly."

Mi Cai didn't go against me, she asked me to wait for a while.

In fact, I just want to see if this woman is not beautiful. After all, there is no one who is more sloppy than when she just wakes up.

Five minutes later, Mi Cai sent a picture message. In the picture, she was disheveled and completely bare-faced, but she showed another kind of unkempt beauty, which made me feel a little annoyed, because sometimes I would rather her be ordinary, so I replied to this message against my will: "It's so sloppy! Go and wash up."

But Mi Cai did not complain because of my despotics. She replied calmly: "Okay... I'll talk later!"

...

Twenty minutes later, Xitang had already waited for the night lights, but New York had just ushered in the starting point of the day, so I lay in a decadent position on the office chair, but Mi Cai told me energeticly that she was going to run.

I asked, “Do you like to run while listening to music?”

"I like to listen to the dreams of the Cranberry Band when I run!"

“I like this song too.”

"I suddenly missed the day we sang together!"

"We will sing together when you come back."

"Okay, are you in Xitang?"

"Yes, if you sing to my guests, your business will get better."

"Really?"

"Of course... the boss can play erhu in the inn next door of our house, the boss can sing Kunqu opera, and he will sing it to the guests every night, so the business is much better than ours!"

Mi Cai replied with a smile: "Then we sing too!"

I was full of thoughts because of this reply. If she was not here to play, but instead focused her life on this inn like me, I went to take guests during the day, she took care of the inn, and at night we played the guitar together and sang a few songs for the guests improvised!
Chapter completed!