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194. It is simply a proposition

Huang Bo thought to himself that the program team was too bad, it was simply a question.

If Xia Yuan chooses the wrong choice, will he not kneel down on the keyboard and die when he goes back?

He probably heard from when he was filming with Xia Yuan that Xia Yuan was a man who was afraid of his wife, oh, no, he was a man who respected his wife.

But Xia Yuan was completely unaware of all this and was still struggling with which timeline to choose to save more people.

Or which timeline is the most real and regrettable thing.

In the door openings of the four doors, four slender and fair hands were stretched out, which was obviously in line with Guo Xiaohua's wife in the timeline 30 years ago.

The four doors had their own names posted, and Xia Yuan walked up silently, hesitating back and forth in front of the four doors.

"If you don't know who to choose, why don't you touch it first?"

Huang Bo asked Xia Yuan with a smirk.

Xia Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Brother Bo, there is nothing good if you smile."

Huang Bo pretended to be surprised and said, "Am I that obvious? I don't suffer any loss when I touch my hands."

Little eyes were so angry that they were half-pierced behind the door, and frowned fiercely. If Xia Yuan touched someone else's hands, I wouldn't want you to look good on the spot?

Xia Yuan walked back and forth and suddenly stopped in front of one of the doors.

When he saw the white and delicate hand, his heart suddenly stumbled.

Oh My God.

No?

How come this hand looks so familiar?

And there is also a pale and blood-deficient smell, so slender and so soft.

Could it be that the program team is so bad that they actually brought that guy over, right?

When I said goodbye to Ying Sitong yesterday, I didn’t see anything unusual about her. Isn’t it because my acting skills are so good that I actually hide everything from me?

What Xia Yuan didn't know was that Ying Sitong didn't have such good acting skills at all, but the program team only found her after sending him onto the plane.

After hesitating for a long time, Ying Sitong agreed to come to the show.

When the program team found Ying Sitong, they were amazed by this little girl, thinking that Xia Yuan really hid his wife too deeply. With Ying Sitong's appearance, he could be the heroine of any domestic film and television drama.

The only thing that made the program team feel a little regretful is that although Ying Sitong agreed to come on the show and agreed to cooperate with Xia Yuan, she asked not to show her face during the broadcast.

They had actually planned this episode for a long time. They learned during the contact with Su Qin that Xia Yuan had a beautiful wife. They originally thought that with the plot of this show and the design of the beautiful wife, they would definitely become popular, but they did not expect that Ying Sitong was extremely persistent in not showing her face.

Out of respect for the privacy of the parties involved, the program team finally agreed to Ying Sitong's request.

Xia Yuan stood in front of the door, feeling uneasy. Although he couldn't believe it, recalling Huang Bo's previous performance and his constant hints, Ying Sitong might really come to this show.

This shock was extraordinary, and Xia Yuan was shocked.

The people around him looked at Xia Yuan's expression changing and found it extremely funny.

"What's wrong? Can't I do it?" Lei Jiayin smiled and started to cheer.

"Dad, don't you love my mom anymore?" Reba quickly raised a wave of favor, hoping that Xia Yuan could choose [Dancing Girl] so that her timeline could continue.

Xia Yuan turned a deaf ear to their words, but hesitated to reach out his hand.

He took two deep breaths and gently touched the fingertip in the middle of the door.

Huh!~

Very dangerous.

Xia Yuan closed his eyes as if he was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

This hand is warm.

So it shouldn't be Ying Sitong.

He turned around and stared at Huang Bo with some resentment, giving him a look of [you scared me to death].

Huang Bo covered his face and turned around, without eyes to continue looking at him.

On the other hand, we are trying hard to hold back our laughter and don’t be seen by Xia Yuan.

Although the hand Xia Yuan touched just now was also very white, and even the whiteness was faintly above Ying Sitong, it was not Ying Sitong's.

But the girl behind the door is also a kind of shining white.

Today I was going out for a break, Ying Sitong also specially applied a thick layer of sun protection on her hands and face. After the ultraviolet rays penetrated, her skin is not so white now.

So although Xia Yuan's intuition is very keen, he touched the wrong hand.

Fortunately, Ying Sitong stood behind the door and didn't see it, otherwise she would have to be angry to death.

The director coughed lightly and asked him, "Have you chosen?"

Xia Yuan hesitated and retracted his hand.

After some test just now, he felt that Ying Sitong probably didn't come. Huang Bo's bluff just now made him a little scared, but when he touched the whitest hand, he felt warm.

The body temperature of the blood clan is lower than that of ordinary people, and you can tell it by touching it, so Xia Yuan thinks that Ying Sitong is not present.

After thinking for a while, Xia Yuan chose a door to the right in the middle.

"I think that since we live in such a time and space, we should let everything return to normal," Xia Yuan stood at the door and said, "Everyone will always regret something in his life, but these experiences are our lives. It is these experiences that make me who I am today. If we deny these pasts, it is equivalent to denying our today's self.

So I chose this timeline.”

Hearing Xia Yuan's words, everyone nodded thoughtfully.

"As for the regrets of the past," Xia Yuan said as Guo Xiaohua, "I have had some unhappiness with my closest friends because of misunderstandings or some things, but it does not mean that only by going back to the past can we make up for it. It is not that choosing another timeline can guarantee eternal happiness.

I think it is not too late to say sorry at any time. People should be responsible for what they have done in the past, and at the same time they should have the courage to face the past that has failed and the future that may fail.

after all……"

Xia Yuan smiled, revealing her white and neat teeth. The more handsome you are in front of the camera, the more handsome you are.

"After all, we are still young, after all, tomorrow is still unknown, after all, we still have infinite possibilities."

After saying this, he calmly took the hand in the door opening.

The applause around him immediately rang, including Guo Xiaopang, who was watching all this from afar, was moved by Xia Yuan's words and tears in his eyes.

Huang Bo said, "It's right, Xiao Xia said it very well. Remember the past and base himself on the present. It's never too late to do things now."

But no one noticed the moment when Xia Yuan held his hand up, his expression frozen, as if struck by lightning.

Because the most familiar feeling came from that hand.

It was cold, with a little force, and when he held it, his fingers gently pinched his palm.

No~yes~ right?!

The moment Xia Yuan took the person out, he was frightened silly.

Ying Sitong smiled pursed and glared at him coquettishly.

"Luckily you didn't choose the wrong one, otherwise, hum..."

Fortunately, it is indeed a blessing.

Fortunately, the director team arranged Ying Sitong as a normal timeline, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xia Yuan squeezed a smile on his face, but his back felt cold.

Damn, is the program team too bad?

This is not a multiple-choice question, it is clearly a question for giving away!
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