On the 26th, 12 noon.

The weather is just right, cloudy, but it doesn't rain, which is quite comfortable this month.

Ye Qing made an excuse to leave the group of people in his team, and circled left and right, which really made him find the location quickly. The door did not open, but he turned around and took out a key from under the flower pot next to him, and opened the door with a "click".

Song Yi happened to come out, a little surprised: "So quickly?"

Ye Qing just looked up and saw her.

Song Yi was wearing a white shirt and blue jeans today. She was wearing her hair without tying, and she looked more and more slender, with narrow shoulders, thin waist and slender neck.

The key is that she is still very white, not the kind of white that is crispy with powder.

It's crystal clear.

The skin is shiny and tender as if it can melt even if it blows a breath.

"It's less than two kilometers away." Ye Qing pursed his lips and answered concisely, then turned around and closed the door.

He paused before turning around.

The place where Song Yi made an appointment was her friend’s shop:

She doesn't care, but Ye Qing's privacy is more important, so when she makes an appointment here, she can guarantee that she won't be photographed secretly - she didn't even call her friends, but just occupied other people's stores.

So Ye Qing turned around and looked at the table, where there were some rinse dishes and a mandarin duck soup pot.

It's a buffet meal.

"Where is your agent, why didn't you follow you?"

Ye Qing glanced at it and then suddenly realized that there seemed to be only one person in the room. He hesitated for a moment and asked.

"No, just an assistant came with him."

Song Yi took out a plate of cold dishes from the house and said, "She has a little uncomfortable stomach, so I'll let her go to the hospital to take a look first."

Ye Qing nodded, not thinking there was any problem at all.

Song Yi also spoke, "Where are you, Sister Hua didn't come?"

"I'm busy communicating with the venue."

What Ye Qing said is not fake.

During the performance yesterday, the equipment went wrong.

Later, I checked and said that it was a problem with the line, and Sister Hua was waiting for someone to repair it.

Song Yiliran: "Oh, okay... Then? Let's eat it by ourselves, don't wait for my assistant."

"Okay." Ye Qing picked up the cup, poured some water into the two cups, and started chatting: "How is it, how about working today?"

"It's okay, it's done normally. You won't delay your concert, right?"

"Won't."

Ye Qing sat down and said, "I have played once yesterday. I don't need to rehearse today. Just adjust before playing."

"Then you shouldn't be spicy, I'll move the white soup over."

"Okay, can you eat spicy food?"

"joke."

Song Yi slid his hair proudly: "I'm Hubei!"

...

One table of dishes, two people, under such a subtle situation...

The two still talked about "The Truth of Silence" from time to time.

In fact, it was originally a misunderstanding about what I talked about after watching the movie at the beginning, but later it gradually developed a tacit code of understanding.

And there are all procedures:

When we first met, we had a good movie released, and we made an appointment to go and have a look. When the two of us watched it, we could share our experiences, and after watching it, we could talk about our opinions. If we had any different opinions, we would discuss further.

Then the two of them watched some classic movies and communicated, but during this part, there were always some chats like "what are you doing" and "had you eaten".

Today, although I am also talking about dramas...

But there are many people talking about life.

Ye Qing is actually a slow-tempered person. Unless he meets Yang Di, who is very lively and has fun and has feelings for him, he can become friends more quickly and bring his relationship closer.

Otherwise, most of the time, it will take your time.

Song Yi is not much different.

In addition, Ye Qing is really busy, so for various reasons. This is the first time that the two of them have eaten alone.

"Is that so? Then you are really good." Ye Qing was happy.

"Well? I feel amazing, too." Song Yi also smiled.

The two of them talked about Song Yi’s interesting stories in the Central Academy of Drama before, which was quite fresh. They said that when she first entered the Central Academy of Drama, she felt that she was out of place because there were too many people who learned dance.

When they enter the Central Academy of Drama, they will have a lot of things, and Song Yi can’t do anything, nothing special, and no talent.

A little depressed.

But when she was in the art exam, she was the kind of confident and blindly confident.

Even if the person in front of her plays the piano very well, she will not have a talent show, but she is still confident.

It's very stupid to think about it now.

"It's okay, it's definitely a good thing to have a little confidence when you are young, and it's better than not daring to do anything."

"If you say that, I'm quite happy."

Let's start talking about a lot of other things from now on.

Talk about the morning exercises of the Central Opera.

Talk about the dormitory where she lives.

I also talk about some short stories about Ye Qing in "Training 101".

...

"You were very calm at that time. I think it's not much different from you now."

At the table, Song Yi picked up a piece of tofu, put it on the edge and drained the oil before putting it in the bowl: "You can hold any big thing."

"That's true, because some things are predictable."

Ye Qing paused and said, "So sometimes, I feel more at ease."

"That's not necessarily true."

Song Yi shook his head and said, "The process must be different, and you can't completely expect the result." As he said that, he opened his mouth and started to sip.

His eyes were still looking at him, looking forward to a response.

Ye Qing paused and said, "It makes sense."

At this time, his eyes swept to the left and found a plate of cold dishes.

This is...

Song Yi obviously noticed his eyes and hurriedly introduced:

"This is a rabbit head!"

As he said that, he handed over the plate. There were four rabbit heads in it: "I like Chengdu specialties quite well. Do you want to try it?"

Oh, good guy, this rabbit head is really...

Ye Qing had never tried it, but he remembered a sentence and said inexplicably: "Rabbit is so cute, how can you eat rabbits?"

"Hey, rabbits are so cute, of course they have to be made into spicy food." Song Yi also smiled.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

Both of them laughed, but Ye Qing was still a little hesitant when he picked up one.

He looked at it: "It shouldn't be spicy, right?"

"Five-spice, a little spicy, you can eat it by breaking it apart with your hands." Song Yi said.

"That's good, I can eat and see."

"Don't worry, I ate it yesterday."

"yesterday..."

The air inexplicably stagnated for half a second, and Song Yi was almost stunned. But after half a second, everything was like slow motion. Ye Qing said, "...I recommended it to me at the concert. But I still prefer to eat date cake..."

Well, it's starting again.
To be continued...