"Why did you come back so late?"

"Something is wrong." Su Yumian was reluctant to say in detail, and said, "It's not too late now."

Yi Liao walked down from the attic: "You have been away from home for almost twelve hours today, which is not easy for the cavemen."

"Cape... Cave?" Su Yumian, who claims to be a beautiful girl, realized that this was talking about herself, and resisted the urge to hit the sofa with a pillow on him. "Why haven't the health expert Mr. Yi gone to sleep yet? I'm here to bury me when I have time."

"I'm worried that the caveman will get lost, so I can't sleep." Yi Chat was serious.

Su Yumian gritted her teeth: "That's really thankful to Teacher Yi."

Yi Liao glanced at her quietly: "Your face is not very good, what happened?"

Su Yumian touched his face and subconsciously said, "Is it so obvious?" Then he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, it's nothing big, I'm too lazy to see the same knowledge as a thief."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a little sad.

Everyone likes to say, "I don't have the same knowledge as you", but at least half of them are fat people who are helpless and slap in the face.

Yidao asked: "Has your stuff been stolen?"

"It's almost the same." Su Yumian hugged her knees and didn't want to talk about this topic in depth.

There were costume TV series on TV. The scholar who was taking the exam was replaced by the powerful and missed the top scorer. His Majesty praised the powerful and noble children in front of the hall, but the real scholar was imprisoned.

This plot made Su Yumian feel depressed. She complained about the screenwriter and then started to change channels frequently. Each channel stayed for less than a second, and pressing the button on the remote control with her fingers seemed to have a deep hatred for blood.

Even Brother Cat felt her depressed aura today and did not dare to get too close to her.

Su Yumian changed all the channels on the TV. When he was about to start the second time, Yi Liao suddenly stood up and snatched the remote control in her hand. Unexpectedly, Brother Cat suddenly jumped to the ground and tripped under his feet. In order not to step on it, he slipped under his feet and leaned forward, and his hands were supported on the sofa. He didn't fall, but he just wrapped Su Yumian in front of him.

Su Yumian was stunned immediately, motionless, and looked at him with wide eyes.

At this moment, their movements were too ambiguous, and they were so close that they could hear each other's heartbeat.

Su Yumian's eyes have no place to rest, and there is a scenery everywhere. When you look up, you will see Yi Liao's eyes that are close to you. When you look straight, you will see his Adam's apple and his looming collarbone.

The warm breath gradually rose between the two of them. Yilan wanted to explain, but his throat smoked and he couldn't speak.

Su Yumian's cell phone in her pocket vibrated, making her wake up as if she was in a dream, and pushed Yijie away.

Yi Liao staggered back a few steps, his calf hit the coffee table, frowned in pain,

Su Yumian suddenly felt a little guilty and asked tentatively: "How are you?"

Yi Liao gritted his teeth and felt a little aggrieved: "Su Yumian, you are so fierce."

"No, just now...why are you doing so close? I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of? I didn't mean it."

Yi Liao sat back on the sofa with the coffee table, and Su Yumian quickly poured him a glass of water: "I'm sorry, Teacher Yi, I didn't do it on purpose."

Yi Liao had a stern face, with his high nose bridge as the boundary, half of his face was bright and half dark: "Is it enough to just say sorry?"

"What should I do?"

Yi Liao looked around and his eyes finally fell on the culprit Brother Mao, and said slowly: "Brother Mao should go get vaccinated. I'm not busy lately."

Su Yumian raised her hand tactfully: "Okay, okay, no problem, I'll take it there."

Yi Liao's eyes were filled with a smile, he nodded with satisfaction, and controlled the use of the remote control. He changed several channels casually and finally frozen it on the entertainment program.

In the show, an afternoon interview with miyuki is being replayed.

The beautiful host said: "Yesterday, the super popular singer Miyuki released a new single "Memories related to You". This song inherits miyuki's usual style, fresh and bright, and with a little sadness. As soon as it was released, it rushed into the top three of the new song list. This afternoon, our reporter interviewed miyuki."

The picture cuts to miyuki's face. Her face seemed to have a soft light, and she recalled her student days with a slight attachment to the camera.

Finally, the reporter asked: "What happened to you and the boy in the lyrics later?"

Miyuki lowered his head with some regret and said, "No more. I went to Australia to study and have been abroad, so we have no contact."

The reporter sighed slightly.

The picture returned to the studio, and the female host concluded: "Miyuki is both civil and military, and can compose and write lyrics. It should be due to her high education and overseas study experience. She is a rare beauty in the entertainment industry. Let's enjoy this together..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Yumian stood up suddenly, snatched the remote control and turned off the TV.

When she met Yi Liao Tanxu's gaze, she lowered her head and said in a low tone: "I don't like her."

Yi Liao thought for a moment, then nodded seriously: "Okay, then from now on, I don't like her either."

The hostility in Su Yumian's heart was suddenly dispelled. She looked like a little animal without any arrogance. She shook her head tiredly and said, "Forget it, don't watch TV anymore, go to bed."

After saying that, she hugged Brother Cat and went straight back to her bedroom.

Yi Liao looked at the closed door and the confusion in his eyes gathered again.

Back in the bedroom, Su Yumian opened the unread message just now, and Dr. Ding sent a WeChat message: How is your recent situation?

Su Yumian thought about it and decided to tell her: It's a bit hard to say... I moved to YiLiao's house and lived...

As soon as the news arrived, Ding Si called. On the other end of the phone, her voice sounded very excited: "You are making too fast!"

"It's all accidents, sister. I asked my supervisor to help me find a house, but who knew he had tricked me here. I am now living under someone's roof, raising a tiger as a disaster, and accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, and being intimidated, the body is about to split up!" Su Yumian used all the right and wrong idioms that she could think of now to highlight her helplessness, and then sighed heavily and said, "If you have any difficulties and knots, you have to let go of it for the time being."

Ding Si's focus was completely different from hers, and he asked persistently: "So, are you lonely men and widows living in the same room now?"

"No, I'm downstairs, he's upstairs."

"That's about the same." Ding Si selectively ignored her explanation, "You probably don't need a follow-up visit now, right?"

Su Yumian looked at the furry cat brother on his legs, paused, and said, "I think it shouldn't be needed anymore."

After hanging up Ding Si's phone call, Su Yumian turned grief into motivation and began to work hard to organize the copywriting of calligraphy documentaries. The filming of the first film has gradually come to an end and is expected to be released early next year. During this period, Su Yumian has not gone out at home just to be able to read books frantically, understand and digest the relevant knowledge of calligraphy.

Living with Yidao is not completely unhealthy. At least there are some things that you don’t understand. You can get an answer immediately after asking. Yidao is worthy of being a special lecturer. It is easy to understand when preaching and answering questions, which makes outsiders like Su Yumian gradually become interested in calligraphy.

Whether the documentary can continue to be filmed in the second, third, or even fourth period depends on the public's response when the first period was broadcast. Therefore, Su Yumian did not dare to be negligent at all, and was serious and respectfully perfecting the work he had.

The lights in her bedroom were lit up late at night as soon as they were lit up.

When Yi Jie got up in the middle of the night to collect the water, she found that there was still light under the crack in the door of her bedroom.

After wandering around the door for a long time, Yi Liao finally pushed open her door.

Because Su Yumian was too tired and sleepy, she fell asleep directly on the desk, holding a pen in her hand, and the table was covered with information about calligraphy. A sticky note was posted directly above, which read "Learn from the bastard Yijie" and at the end of the sentence, a face of Yijie was drawn. However, because the author's painting skills were extremely poor, this face looked crooked.

Yi Liao couldn't help laughing, his eyes like the water that had melted in early spring, ripples arose.

He gently picked up Su Yumian, put her on the bed, and then tucked the quilt for her. Su Yumian hummed a few times and muttered, "It's too much."

Yi Lan was startled and thought she was awake and scolding herself. But she kept her eyes closed. After a while, she said again: "That's mine..."

The tone was subtle, weak, and very aggrieved. His little faces were wrinkled together, as if he had been humiliated, but he did not dare to seek justice.

Yi Liao thought to himself, it would be great if he could sneak into her dream, and wanted to see what she dreamed of.

He gently stroked her long hair and slowly sootheed her until her brows gradually stretched and her expression became calm.

Yi Liao stayed in front of the bed until her breathing was long and peaceful, and he muted her cell phone, turned off the table lamp, and left the bedroom.

The next day, Su Yumian slept until almost afternoon before getting up.

This sleep was fragrant and heavy, and there seemed to be someone in the dream who kept patting her and coaxing her to sleep.

She grabbed her cell phone, took it under her eyes, glanced in a daze, and found that there were more than a dozen missed calls and dozens of unread WeChat messages.

After opening WeChat and looking around, everyone was almost asking the same question: Is the person on miyuki's Weibo you?

Su Yumian was a little strange. What was going on?

In the group chat of Cultural and Creative Group A, dozens of discussions have been opened. She saw Jiang Wenyu’s message: It’s so shameless, they actually complained first!

Teacher Jiang’s anger can be felt between the lines.

Su Yumian opened Weibo non-stop, and the first few hot searches were suddenly lingered: Miyuki was hit by the car.

Miyuki posted a photo on Weibo in the morning. It was yesterday when the three of them went to the backstage to argue with her. They were taken secretly. The angle of the photo was very subtle, which fully showed the angry expressions on Tang Lin and Jiang Wenyu's faces, and even some distortions, while Miyuki seemed helpless and pitiful.

Miyuki is accompanied by a line of text: I have worked hard to write the lyrics, but some people say they wrote them, but I never know Su Yumian, [to the finger]. Please let it go, I just want to sing well for everyone, [wronged][wronged].

Su Yumian's Weibo has fallen.

Miyuki's fans dug three feet into the ground, searched for her own account, and commented nearly 3,000 on her recent Weibo. Each one was full of righteous indignation, and some were eagerly urging her to apologize.

——Miyuki’s family refuses to mess with the car! Although I don’t know why, I hope you can publicly apologize to us miyuki!!

...

——Apologize quickly, and you can also consider forgiveing ​​you, [Haha].

Some are giving her moral lessons justly.

——Passenger, I think miyuki is not bad. Why did you start doing things like striking a car at a young age? Isn’t this suitable? Forget it. I’m just talking about it. Eat melons.

...

——A person who lives by writing actually does such morally corrupt things and feels sad for the literature of our country. I hope your parents can educate you well and not come out to harm society. I feel sorry for miyuki.

There was also a large number of greetings for her ancestors 180 generations, and the lines revealed the hatred of wishing to dig out her ancestors from the ground and whip the corpse.

These people were standing on the commanding heights of moral judgment wearing a mask. The faces on the mask were ferocious and terrifying. With a keyboard that could cost as a weapon, everyone scolded her in a verbal way, as if they had seen the words written by Miyuki himself being relied on Su Yumian. Even her photos were maliciously swearing and spreading on the Internet by some people.
To be continued...