After the meal, others went to the small garden to smoke. Ning Ye and Xie Sizhao sat in front of the small bar to chat. Outside the window is a wide open city night view. Xie Sizhao loves to collect whiskey. The two tall wine cabinets are reflected on the glass window, which looks particularly spectacular.

In addition to the best actor nominated by He Dingxi, "She Kill" also nominated the best screenwriter, best director and best movie. It can be said to be the largest dark horse this year. Ning Yan and Xie Sizhao had nothing to do with each other, and the topic naturally couldn't go around Fan Weixin, the director of "She Kill".

Speaking of Fan Weixin, Xie Sizhao remembered the new hearing the hot gossip, and couldn't help ridiculous: "I don't know where this silly boy is so good. The front foot movie is popular with fame and fortune, and the back foot is held. "

Ning Yan stared at a slowly forward cruise ship on the river. He had no interest in these gossip in the circle, and returned absently: "Oh?"

Xie Sizhao went to Ning Yan's ear and said mysteriously: "He and Xiao Keran are together."

Ning Yan heard the words, and was a little surprised. Finally, he retracted his eyes: "When did the two of them knew?" After that, Ning Ye seemed to be unwilling to believe: "My love is over?"

"Oh, how about your love." Xie Sizhao shook his head with a smile and said, "You are like Lao He, you have no heart!"

The old saying does not talk about people behind, there is a certain reason for this. As soon as Xie Sizhao's words fell, his mobile phone rang.

"It really means that Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrived." He glanced at He Dingxi's name on the screen and answered the phone happily: "Tell you a good news ..."

Xie Sizhao hadn't spoken yet, and the smile on his face seemed to be pressed by the pause key, and he disappeared instantly.

Ning Yan watched the expression on Xie Sizhao's face became more and more dignified, and a major event happened. He put down the cup in his hand and stared at Xie Sizhao intently.

Not long after, Xie Sizhao hung up the phone, and Ning Ye asked immediately: "What's wrong with him?"

"Dingxi has been back." Xie Sizhao looked at Ning Yan, his eyes were a bit complicated: "His mother is critical."

Tonight Xiaoyu's call from He Dingxi announced that it was over in advance, and Ning Yan became more and more restless after returning home.

He Dingxi's parents lived in City F. According to Xie Sizhao, there was only one flight from Morocco to a flight from City S. He Dingxi can only return to City S, and take the earliest aircraft to return to City F tomorrow.

Zhao Rongrong had a serious illness. Ning Ye knew this. After heard that her body has always been good after recovery. Ning Yan took a bath absently, and tried to call He Dingxi before going to bed until the signal was automatically hung up. He Dingxi did not answer.

He opened his eyes and lay on the bed for half a stay. Seeing that he had to stare the ceiling out of the hole, but did not wait for the slightest sleepy. At this moment Ning Yan was full of He Dingxi. Is he wanting to be home to get home? What is doing? Zhao Rongrong's situation is not serious.

The motor of the party in the middle of the night exploded the quiet night. Ning Yan no longer hesitated. A bone sat up and picked up a piece of clothes and went out.

He wants to see He Dingxi.

Chapter 68

As soon as He Dingxi stepped out of the bathroom, there was a door ringtone in the living room. He reached out and grabbed the towel on the shelf, and went out to open the door while rubbing his hair.

Today, he took more than 20 hours of planes in a row and transferred to Paris in the middle, so he rushed back to S City. At this moment, the time difference was a bit confusing, and He Dingxi was in a state of torn and spiritual tear.

He Dingxi thought that Li Anqi couldn't rest assured that she returned. didn't expect that there was Ning Yan standing outside the door.

Ning Yan's sudden visit surprised He Dingxi. The incident suddenly, and he hadn't had time to tell Ning Yan that he had come back.

He Dingxi was worried that he couldn't see it. He reached out and pressed the lights of Liang Guan: "Why are you here?"

The lights illuminated Ning Yan's face. He wore a white T -shirt and his hair was shorter than the TV a few days ago. This time he didn't have any reasons for his feet, but said directly: "Come and see you."

The four simple words seemed to let He Dingxi find comfort, and his face finally showed today's first smile.

He Dingxi stretched out his hand to hold Ning Yan's hand and took him into the door: "Come in."

The two men handed in briefly, and soon separated each other.

Ning Yan had not been to He Dingxi's home for a long time. As soon as he walked into the door, the two thought of some past events, and the atmosphere became a bit subtle for a while.

He Dingxi seemed to want to ease his embarrassment, and asked Ning Jue casually, "What would you like to drink?"

"Coffee." Ning Jue had long lost the calmness he had just been outside the door. After he dropped the two words, he began to visit the house he knew very well with "high interest".

There was no change in He Dingxi's home, but one day he had a whim and asked someone to build a tea room on the terrace that was ventilated from all sides and only separated by bamboo curtains.

Ning Jue walked around the tea room as if it were fresh. He just sat down on the tatami with his legs crossed when he saw He Dingxi walk in with two mugs and a curtain.

Ning Jue glanced at the contents of the cup, pouted, and said, "Children only drink milk at night."

"Don't make trouble." He Dingxi pushed a glass of milk to Ning Jue's hand and sat down beside him: "Drink coffee so late, be careful that you won't be able to fall asleep for a while."

Hearing what He Dingxi said, Ning Jue picked up the cup and took a sip reluctantly.

The milk was heated, and He Dingxi added a few sugars to it as if to coax a child. Ning Jue put down the cup and asked He Dingxi, "How is Auntie's situation?"

"Not too optimistic." There were no lights in the tea room, and the neon of the city was enough to illuminate everything around. He Dingxi got up and opened the curtain of Linjiang: "The hospital has issued a critical illness notice, and it may not survive this time."

Ning Jue was also stunned when he heard the words, he didn't expect the situation to be so serious. His eyes moved with He Dingxi's figure, all kinds of comforting words circled in his heart, and he always felt that no matter what he said at this time, it was a little pale.