Ying Shao is a Girl

The airport is bustling with people coming and going.

As usual, Ying Jun left alone at the beginning.

Won't tell anyone.

It would be a while before he could board the plane, so Ying Junchu sat quietly on a chair at the airport writing plans.

The sunlight slanted along the tip of the pen and onto the white paper in her hand, reflecting a strange luster.

Ying Junchu suddenly stopped writing in his hand.

There was a gaze that was always on her.

Someone is following her.

She calmly closed the coil book in her hand, stood up, walked into the crowd, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

People came and went, but she was nowhere to be seen.

-

Ling Yiche rubbed his eyes.

His eyes glanced around.

Still no sign of her.

You should be boarding the plane, right?

"Are you following me?"

Ying Junchu's cold voice sounded in his ears.

Ling Yiche was slightly stunned.

Then he turned around stiffly.

The familiar figure was reflected in his blue eyes.

As she stood there, the surrounding scenery was eclipsed in an instant.

"..." Ling Yiche fell silent and did not answer her.

Like default.

"Aren't you going to film?" Ying Junchu narrowed her eyes slightly. The yellow sunlight shone with starlight on her long eyelashes, and her usually cold face seemed to have a little warmth.

"I asked for leave and came to see you off."

This morning when he went upstairs to call Ying Junchu for dinner, he found that she had left.

Bai Su sent him to the set, and after a while, he asked for leave again and left.

Just to see Ying Junchu off.

"It's not necessarily a good sign to ask for leave every three days." Her voice was very calm, and the emotion in her words could not be heard.

"I……"

"I will not do it again."

Ling Yiche also felt that this was not a good idea. He promised Zheng Qi that he would rush back to film before eleven o'clock and that no matter what, the filming process would not be delayed.

Only then did Zheng Qi let him go with confidence.

The boy lowered his head, shrouded in the shadow of the sun.

Ying Junchu didn't say anything, her eyes fell on the vast expanse of blue sky outside the window.

Everywhere you look is blue.

"Chuchu, when will you come back?"

The blue in his eyes was the same color as the sky outside the window.

No, even clearer and purer than that.

"You asked a second time."

Ying Junchu didn't like repeating answers.

Because she feels annoyed.

"Half a month later." But she still answered Ling Yiche's question.

There was no impatience in his tone.

"Well... Chuchu, you have to take good care of yourself." Ling Yiche also felt that he was being verbose, but he still couldn't help but say it.

"good."

Ying Junchu lowered his head and glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was almost time to board the plane.

"I'm leaving, you go back."

"If you have anything to do with Bai Su, don't hide it."

She warned him coldly and walked away.

"Goodbye, Chuchu." Ling Yiche whispered to her back.

Regardless of whether she could hear him or not, he was already satisfied to be able to say goodbye to her.

Goodbye, Chuchu.

He recited it silently in his mind again.

See you soon.

Ying Junchu had excellent hearing, so she naturally heard what he said, but there was no wave in her eyes as she walked towards the plane at an unchanging pace.

-

"President Ying is here." Sak said four simple words expressionlessly to Yimo who was eating spicy strips with his legs crossed.

Reading these four words separately has no impact on Yimo, not even a dime.

But put together into one sentence, it is enough to scare a 1.8-meter tall man out of his chair.

"No? So fast!"

"I'm not ready yet!!!"

Yi Mo panicked instantly and dropped the spicy sticks in his hand.

If it is stained with dust, it cannot be picked up and eaten after more than three seconds.