After the rebirth, I formed a CP with Zhuma

The room card was not big, and Song Liang didn't remember taking it out. He rummaged through his clothes again, but still couldn't find where the room card was thrown.

Song Liang's thoughts wandered, and after a while, he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening.

He shivered and threw the clothes back into the laundry room and sat on the bed.

Xie Yi walked out of the bathroom with the same expression as usual.

Then, Song Liang felt his body temperature approaching, Xie Yi hugged him into his arms, looked at the time again, and asked, "Are you still sleepy? What do you want to do?"

"I..." Song Liang broke free from his arms and walked to the bathroom, "I'll go to the bathroom again."

"..."

Before Xie Yi could speak, Song Liang quickly closed the door of the room.

He seized the time and searched all the corners of the bathroom to make sure that he didn't leave the room card in the bathroom, and his expression became a little embarrassed.

Because he hated Song Shi's relationship, he didn't deliberately remember the room number.

In other words, he didn't know where the room card was lost. If he couldn't find the room card, he couldn't find Song Shi himself.

If Song Shi can't be found, naturally he won't know his own life experience.

But Song Liang thought about it...

In fact, he didn't feel much about his life experience.

When I was conscious, I had already lived in the orphanage for a while, and was taken away by Xie Yi's father immediately. Although I didn't have a registered permanent residence, I was already half a member of Xie's family.

The people in the orphanage said that he was an orphan, so he was an orphan. Even if he found some traces now and knew that his parents and relatives were still alive in this world, so what?

He already has a life of his own.

After figuring it out, Song Liang heaved a sigh of relief, went to wash his face, and jumped at Xie Yi happily.

Xie Yi was looking at something with the tablet, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of someone flying out of the bathroom, and carefully covered his forehead to prevent this idiot from hitting the wall.

Song Liang neatly straddled Xie Yi's body, pinched his earlobe, and then kissed his chin, as if coaxing a child: "Did you feel lonely during the years when I didn't come?"

Xie Yi didn't want to talk about those years, he hummed: "I'm so lonely, I miss you every day."

"I'm here!" Song Liang held his face and gently kissed his eyelids, "Are you happy?"

"If you stay with me well all the time, then I will be happy." Xie Yi raised his hand and tapped his lips, motioning for him to kiss here.

Song Liang's voice was as soft as a whisper: "I've been with you all the time, so you have to be with me all the time."

You can't die before me like before.

"it is good."

The two got closer and closer, their breath rolled together, and the air conditioner was on, but the space between the two of them became scorching hot, burning the back of their ears.

Involuntarily, they kissed each other.

Still taking care of Song Liang's injuries, Xie Yi didn't bully him too much, he just squeezed all the energy out of Song Liang's body, while he was distracted, he strengthened the hickey mark on his neck a few times, and his clothes also Unbuttoned and buckled, learned everything about him in advance, and finally helped him clean up, got up to wash his hands.

When he came back, Song Liang was too sleepy to keep his eyes open.

He tried his best to lift his eyelids, and let out a muffled voice: "Xie Yi, I'm sleepy."

"Go to sleep." Xie Yi lay down beside him, and pulled up the quilt.

The familiar breath from the side poured in, and Song Liang's heart finally settled down. He hugged Xie Yi's arms, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Xie Yi turned off the headlights, turned on the night lights in the room, hugged Song Liang with one arm, picked up the tablet on the table with the other hand, turned the sound to mute, and then continued to read the content on it.

Perhaps it was because Xie Yi's bed was too comfortable, Song Liang slept until the sun was high the next day before getting up.

After washing in a daze, Song Liang turned on his phone and found that it was already twelve noon.

He opened the bedroom door and went out, seeing Xie Yi who was eating, he walked faster: "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Xie Yi just picked up a dumpling: "It looks like you slept soundly."

Just when the elder sister came out, she saw Song Liang at a glance, and her eyes fell on the most conspicuous hickey on his neck, and there was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of her lips: "It's Xiao Liang, have you brushed your teeth? Finished brushing?" Let's eat porridge first, you can't eat oil just after waking up."

Song Liang was taken aback, only then did he notice that the elder sister was still here.

He grabbed his casually buttoned pajamas, and instinctively took two steps back: "I haven't brushed it yet, I'll go and brush it again." Then he fled back to the bedroom.

He changed into casual clothes and came out.

Auntie has already brought his share to the table: "I heard that you were injured some time ago, so I boiled a big bone soup for you, tonic, this soup is the most nutritious, it doesn't matter if you can't finish the meat, you must drink the soup It's over."

Song Liang sat on the chair, looked at the thick porridge in his bowl, and looked at the bowl of soup, not understanding: "Can porridge also go with soup?"

"Of course, this is thick porridge, not ordinary porridge, so it can be served with it." After the eldest sister finished speaking, Song Liang noticed that the eldest sister seemed to have a familiar sweet potato accent.

Can't help laughing: "Okay, okay."

"I stewed the pigeon soup in the kitchen on time, and I can take it out for Xiaoliang to drink around three o'clock in the afternoon. I will have dinner in the evening, and don't eat snacks in between." The eldest sister took off her apron, thinking of something, and told her Xie Yi: "Those takeaways are high in oil and fat and not nutritious. You can't eat them often. If you suddenly want to eat something, send me a message and I'll make it. Don't order takeaways. The yogurt is also sold out. Put it in the refrigerator, drink yogurt when you have time, and promote intestinal peristalsis, don't waste it when it is about to expire."

Xie Yi smiled involuntarily after hearing this: "Okay, sis, you can go back and take care of the child, we can handle it."

"Okay." The elder sister put on her bag, "I'll go first."

Song Liang picked up the porridge, and his gaze fell into Xie Yi's bowl again.

What he ate was rice, the kind of clear-grained, fragrant Wuchang, next to it was a bowl of pork knuckle soup, and next to it was Tianjin Limin garlic sauce.

Song Liang understood: "Auntie is from the shoe city, right?"

Xie Yi nodded.

"To tell you the truth, I grew up eating like this when I was a child." Limin garlic sauce is a standard dish on the table. Duck can be dipped, pork must be dipped, Nanri big abalone, and even sea cucumbers and shrimps. You can take it, but if you really don’t want to take it, just pour a little into a bowl and eat it with bibimbap.

As Song Liang said, the chopsticks had already reached the sauce bowl one step ahead of him.

Xie Yi raised his hand to remove the garlic sauce, and tapped the pork rib soup with his chin: "Hey, drink yours."

"..."

annoying.

Song Liang poured a little of the porridge into his bowl, and then relieved his anger: "Hey, you can eat yours too."

Xie Yi glanced at him speechlessly, but continued to eat.

Song Liang saw that he didn't respond, and he had no reason not to continue eating.

And the thick porridge really needs soup to drink, and it's not so strange to match it. The leftovers are soaked in soup and scooped up to eat, which is easier to taste than dry rice.

He finished eating before he knew it, and Xie Yi agreed to let him dip it in some garlic sauce to eat. Song Liang took the ribs and gnawed happily, when the mobile phone beside him suddenly rang.

Song Liang stopped, looked at the phone, and saw that the caller was Qin Chen.

He glanced at Xie Yi with some guilt.

Xie Yi didn't say anything, as if he didn't see it.

Only then did Song Liang pick it up.

"Song Liang'er, where are you now?" Qin Chen's voice came from the phone.

Song Liang said: "Here at Xie Yi's place, what's the matter?"

Qin Chen sighed: "It is the result of Heicheng's handling of Zhang Xiaocheng's matter. The surveillance cameras in the corridor that night have been taken out to prove that you have not been there. The gang of four who committed the crime have all been arrested and have been escorted to the police station. I want to ask you..."

Qin Chen wanted to ask him when he would come back, but just now when Song Liang said that he was at Xie Yi's place, he changed the topic: "May I ask if I want to bring you all my luggage?"

"..."

Song Liang glanced at Xie Yi quietly, seeing that Xie Yi didn't respond, he hesitated and said, "Put your things there first, and then bring me some clothes, I have to go back to filming after a while."

"Oh, that's good." Qin Chen wanted to ask him where the address was and send it directly, but at this moment, the look Xie Yi looked at him that day flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help being excited, "I asked Gu Xia to bring you the address. past."

"Oh, good." Song Liang hung up the phone and brought the chair forward.

Xie Yi said: "The director said that you can wait until you recover from your injury before filming, and the others will continue to consolidate the action."

This kind of situation is already very rare in the entertainment industry. Most of the people were injured in the middle of filming, and they basically could not escape the fate of being replaced.

Song Liang is completely an exception.

He himself was quite curious: "Did you tell the director?"

"There is a part of the reason." Xie Yi said calmly, "But it's mainly because of your performance."

After the incident happened, the director was also very concerned about it. He watched the surveillance carefully, and the video taken by others when Song Liang gave him first aid in Zhang Xiaocheng's room, and felt that Song Liang, as an actor, had His ability, as a person, also has his enthusiasm, so he can give Song Liang another chance.

This caused the crew to postpone it for a few more days.

As for Zhang Xiaocheng...

"His leg is seriously injured. After examination and treatment, he needs a huge sum of money, and his character has martial arts moves. Even if he is not replaced, he can only change roles." Xie Yi was silent for a while, and added, " His agent has been controlled, but there is currently no evidence to identify Zhuang Rong, nothing happened to him."

"Those four people were not sent by Zhuang Rong, they were debt collectors for Zhang Xiaocheng's father's debts abroad."

Song Liang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately felt that it was expected.

If it was so easy to identify Zhuang Rong and let him overturn, Zhuang Rong would not have been in the entertainment circle for so many years in his last life.

Obviously knowing that the name is Zhuang Rong himself, but there is no way to touch his feeling...

Song Liang was very aggrieved.

Even Zhang Xiaocheng couldn't identify anything, Zhuang Rong just let him stare at Song Liang and told Zhuang Rong about Song Liang's whereabouts, and he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

It doesn't affect him in the slightest.

Not only Song Liang, but Zhang Xiaocheng must have looked decadent.

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The author has something to say:

Tianjin Limin Garlic Sauce, yyds!