Chapter 27 "I just want you to be happy"

The black car suddenly braked as it approached the tarmac, then turned around as if uncontrolled, and drove in the opposite direction.

Fans who were waiting in the covered bridge with the camera behind their backs looked at each other, watching the car disappear from sight through the lift platform and glass.

Xiao Chen stared at him dumbfounded, still holding a tablet in his hand, and the page was fixed on the brand book that he was about to cooperate with: "...Boss?"

"If you are in a hurry, you can go back first." Sui Yi's tone was neither salty nor light.

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, thinking that my urgent task was work, then he took out his mobile phone extremely skillfully and followed Yi to confirm: "Then I'll change it to tomorrow morning?"

Sui Yi thought for a while and said, "It's fine in the early morning."

Xiao Chen's expression was a bit complicated. After a while, he said, "You don't have to fight like that. It's fine if you don't arrive tomorrow anyway."

There was a bit of negativity and sabotage in the words, and Sui Yi glanced at her and said nothing.

The driver of the airport service got out of the car, Xiao Chen rushed to the door of the driver's seat, threw the tablet that was about to run out of electricity in front of the window, and then fastened his seat belt.

Sui Yi tucked herself into the co-pilot, which was a bit narrow, and the leg rests were not very open in front.

The roadside of the airport expressway is regularly lined with telephone poles, standing bare on the open ground, back and forth regularly.

The pale street lamps gave a shaky light, illuminating the telephone poles and trees horribly.

Xiao Chen got used to the operation of the car for a while, and said casually, "Boss, who is Bai Yan?"

Sui Yi turned her head and looked at her, expressionless.

"I'm not asking about your privacy!" Xiao Chen was very nervous, "On the way back today, I heard from the makeup team that you were watching Bai Yan's Weibo in the lounge, I just wanted to be mentally prepared, lest they Talking."

"...Don't you know?" Suiyi's tone was a little subtle, "College classmate."

Xiao Chen straightened the things on the dashboard and passed a car steadily: "Boss, if you don't want to talk about it, I just think about what kind of relationship can make you do this, if you don't want to talk, it's fine. already."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he took out his eyes and looked at Suiyi.

Sui Yi's expression was a bit gloomy, and after a while, she said, "College classmate."

If there is another definition to be added, it is probably the relationship with the predecessor, but Sui Yi has always thought that this past tense is meaningless, and don’t know where to start. What is the relationship between him and Bai Yan? Many, he can't be said to be the relationship between mentors and players.

He doesn't want to.

The car automatically paid the toll at the expressway, Xiao Chen turned a corner, the street lights on the national highway turned a dim orange, and the road was bumpy.

"Boss." Xiao Chen said without fear of death, "Isn't that kind of relationship between the two of you?"

"Which one?" Sui Yi squinted at her.

Xiao Chen slowed down the speed of the car and asked courageously: "I also read it casually on the Internet. You interacted with Bai Yan before, and it was rumored on the trail that Nan Zhu wanted to sign him, but I think Sister Zhen even remembers who he is. Not clear."

Suiyi supported her head with her hands and waited for her to continue: "Then when I go online these days, I don't know how Northern Satellite TV is doing it. Some employees always go out and break the news, saying that you are very kind to Bai Yan, is it him? wrapped by you..."

"Are they sick?" Sui Yi interrupted her with a heavy expression.

"Haha, I'll just say it!" Xiao Chen laughed twice, trying to say something to save the boss's mood: "I think it's nonsense too."

Sui Yi looked out the window. Along the national road, there were many small buildings rising from the ground. The scattered lights and the dim street lamps complemented each other and stretched forward. He paused for a long time before saying: "He is a very good person, and propaganda is to help. He's a favor, you do it well, and you won't be treated badly."

The bus that took the eliminated contestants to the airport made two round trips, with the show mascot clipped to the backpack, and all the suitcases in the lobby had disappeared.

The staff in charge of player management entered the dormitory wearing a few workers, picked them around, and set a few locations for people to install surveillance cameras.

A contestant passed by holding a washbasin with a dissatisfied expression: "Why is there a camera here too?"

The staff smiled and said, "There are only 30 classmates now, and the material is not enough. The director asked us to take some more life shots."

"Oh." The disheveled contestant put the toothbrush in his mouth and walked away slowly.

"Hey! Classmate No. 75." The staff looked at his name tag and called out his serial number directly: "You can't use your own toothpaste after that! Do you know? It should be issued by the brand."

The shaggy player nodded, threw the toothpaste in the washbasin into the trash can, and walked away with his slippers.

Bai Yan sat on the bed and looked up at the camera above his bed. The small black spherical machine turned a few times, and the green signal light beeped a few times.

"Does this open every day?" Bai Yan hesitated for a while and couldn't help asking.

The master sitting on the ladder looked down at him, took out the flat cigarette in his mouth, and said loudly, "I don't know! I'm here to load things!" After speaking, he flicked the ash on the wooden ladder. .

The smell of smoke entered his nose, making people uncomfortable. Bai Yan lay down, pulled up a little and covered his stomach with a horn.

The master who installed the camera was scribbled away by the staff, and the player management came in and shouted: "Yi Shengqing, Li Xiujie, Luo Yao, pass on the clothes, and have a meeting in the small conference room."

Yi Shengqing arranged his clothes at the opposite corner of Bai Yan, and when he heard this, he stood up again and walked out without expression.

The departure of the staff took away most of the movement. The dormitory area was silent for a while, and suddenly someone said, "Why call them three?"

"The ranking has been cancelled, let's talk." Someone answered immediately.

Bai Yan remembered that in the past two months, when the weekly rankings were announced, the first three avatars on the screen in the lobby were all of them.

He reached for the water glass beside him, and the phone rang first.

"Hey, Xiaobai." Asi panted on the other end of the phone, her tone was not very good: "I just went to the hospital."

Bai Yan's heart sank a little, and he didn't see him speak for a while before asking, "What's wrong?"

It took a long time for Asi to reply, but she was still panting and frantic: "The nurse just told me to pay, it's no big deal. Now, the situation was bad a few days ago. I thought I'd tell you something, but it turned out to be okay. Yuan this girl, you can call me, don't tell me, the indicator is back today, it's okay."

"Okay." Bai Yan was quiet for a while, "Thank you very much."

The dormitory area was more than half empty, and the bedding and suitcases were taken away, revealing a large piece of metal bed frame, and the connection place was welded crookedly, looking ugly and bleak.

Bai Yan said again, "Thank you, Asi."

As if he didn't expect it, he was stunned for a long time before saying, "What's the matter, what's wrong with you?"

"Is the money enough?" Bai Yan asked again, "These few months."

"...Enough!" Asi's tone became a little worried, "Are you being bullied? What's the matter? Tell my brother, how did you become like this after not talking to you for two months."

Bai Yan shook his head. After shaking his head, he realized that the other party couldn't see it, so he said, "It's really good."

"...Really?" Asi asked suspiciously, as if thinking of something: "Did he bully you by doing whatever he wanted?"

Bai Yan paused for a while before realizing that he was talking about Suiyi, and his tone became helpless: "No! Hey, I won't tell you! I'm hanging up!"

Axi said a few times, but did not keep Bai Yan who was about to hang up the phone, so he could only say to himself, "Hang up! The mortgage loan will be remitted to you regularly! Be careful!"

The screen of the mobile phone turned black, and Bai Yan kept his original posture, leaning against the bedside.

Obviously it was just a job, but it made people feel wistful. Maybe it was because of these beds that were being emptied one after another, maybe because of the unreal Suiyi, Bai Yan stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, trying to get rid of these nonsense.

The executive director gave everyone a day off. You can surf the Internet, go to the canteen, eat and drink in the cafeteria, or go for a walk on the playground.

Bai Yan put the phone back under the pillow and lay on his back in a daze.

There was another continuous vibration under the pillow, Bai Yan was a little irritable, and when he picked it up, he saw He Suiyi's dialog box jumping wildly, breaking the strange and empty feeling that the dormitory area gave him.

Bai Yan's eyes were a little heavy, and he stared at the screen for a long time before pressing the answer button.

Sui Yi's voice was low, and she was panting as if she had been trekking for a long time, with an obvious temptation in her tone: "Hello?"

Bai Yan's heart beat a few times, and he held the phone close to his ear while holding his breath.

"I'm on the rooftop of the studio." Sui Yi gave herself a position.

Bai Yan was caught in a trance and couldn't understand what he meant.

"Let's go at night, can you come and see me?" Suiyi whispered in a very strange imperative tone.

The sea breeze was very strong, and it whistled into Bai Yan's ears through the phone receiver. He felt a little blurry in front of him, and it took a while to concentrate.

"Okay?" Sui Yi finally asked him.

There was a strange noise in Bai Yan's chest, like the feeling that he couldn't finish writing the questions when he participated in a large-scale competition in high school. The clock on the back wall of the classroom was ticking, like the sound of pattering rain.

He got up from the bed like a big dream and ran towards the door of the dormitory area.

The fire door leading to the rooftop was a little rusted, and it made a sound like gears colliding when pushed open.

The fierce and biting north wind hit his face, and the dull smell on his body was blown away. Bai Yan stepped in and opened his eyes diligently.

Sui Yi was still wearing that crisp long coat, with an empty neck, looking very cold.

Bai Yan took a step forward, exposed his whole body, and forced him to the door. He looked at Sui Yi in a trance, and Sui Yi also smiled at him.

"Didn't you go?" Bai Yan took a few steps and hid in Suiyi's outline, feeling that the wind was blocked a lot.

Sui Yi touched her nose and lowered her eyes to look at him: "I feel like I should come to see you."

"Why are you seeing me?" Bai Yan asked him, without dodging, he was indeed a little confused, and he didn't know what Sui Yi was thinking.

These seem to have always been difficult for him, like failing subjects left over from his college days.

"That's right, I want to see you." Sui Yi's resentment in the car had dissipated, and she forgot that she was incited by grievance and anger to drive back.

"Why do you want to see me?" Bai Yan asked directly, "Suiyi."

"Ah?" Bai Yan hadn't called him that for a long time, and Sui Yi seemed to step into the past.

"What are we doing like this?" Bai Yan's tone was calm, with an expression like a student who was ready to seriously discuss after-school homework with Sui Yi.

Sui Yi looked at him for a while, there was something incomprehensible in his expression.

Bai Yan waited for a long time and didn't hear him speak, and calmly relieved him: "If you can't figure it out, forget it. I don't understand it many times."

The strong wind blew away the clouds overhead, and the moonlight became clear. Following Yi took a step forward, drawing the person into his shadow.

He tentatively stretched out his hand and squeezed Bai Yan's palm, waited for a while without seeing him struggling, and then clenched his other hand.

Bai Yan's palms were very hot, soft as if they had no strength, Sui Yi opened her mouth, and it took a long time to make a sound.

"Actually, I'm probably still the same as before," he said quietly and earnestly.

Bai Yan's expression lost control for a moment. He moved his arm but still did not break free from Suiyi, then turned his head sideways, looked away, and focused on Suiyi's shadow on the right.

"I just want you to be well." Sui Yi's tone became a little difficult, "I hope you can do what you want to do, say what you want to say, don't record online variety shows you don't like, and don't go to live broadcasts of e-commerce festivals. Bring the goods."

Sui Yi was a bit at a loss and kept talking, and confessed everything she had checked on Bai Yan before.

"Oh." Bai Yan felt that his nose was a little sour, and looked at Sui Yi's shadowy outline.

"I just want you to be happy." Sui Yi smiled bitterly and made a somewhat extravagant wish: "I just want you to be happy, I hope you have a good life, you can do whatever you want, I will listen to you this time."

Bai Yan felt a subtle pain in Sui Yi's topsy-turvy explanation, like a weed suppressed in a cramped space, bowing his head hard against the obstacle.

He moved away from the grasped hand, stepped forward and hugged Suiyi, hiding his hand in his custom-made coat.

The inner lining is wool fabric, which covers the arms warmly and comfortably.

Sui Yi's body became very stiff, and he felt a hot breath on his chin. He tried hard to find his voice: "Okay?"

"You can think whatever you want." Sui Yi emphasized again like a distrustful user, suddenly felt a little unusual heat, and put out his head to probe Bai Yan's forehead: "Do you have a fever?"

When the island was approaching the shock, the temperature was greatly reduced. After Bai Yan was unfortunately recruited, he was given a few anti-inflammatory drugs by the medical staff, and then continued to participate in the second performance recording.

He nodded dazedly, then felt a light touch on the corner of his mouth.