For The Rest of Our Life

Near one o'clock in the morning, Xia Zhijin arrived in Anjiang. When she got off the plane, she turned on her mobile phone for the first time and wanted to check whether she had answered her call.

To her disappointment, apart from the Happy New Year greetings sent by her friends, there were no missed calls and unread text messages from the people she missed.

She rubbed her rubbing fingers on the phone screen for a moment, took a deep breath, with faint anticipation in her eyes, and once again dialed Shimang's phone. However, the mechanical female voice responded to her: "Hello, the phone you dialed is turned off."

Xia Zhijin condensed his eyes slightly red with blood, and the lips covered under the mask were stained with bitterness. She still sent a text message to Shiman: "I'm back and I'll be home soon."

"Did you burn again?" Xiaoliu took the luggage from the side and turned back to see Xia Zhijin's face more and more ugly, and his fatigue was obvious. She nervously probed her forehead and whispered: "No, I'm not at ease. I'll go back with you, and I can take care of anything at night."

"No, Sister Liu, don't worry." Xia Zhijin coughed hard and reluctantly laughed at her with a dumb voice: "It's hard to take a rest for two days. You can stay with your boyfriend. I'm home, there are people at home And will take care of me." Speaking of someone in the family, when she thinks about the time, her eyes are tender and her heart is soft again.

"It's better to be like this." Xiao Liu sighed helplessly: "Then you remember to take medicine, take a good rest, if Sister Qiong sees me take care of you like this, maybe you have to say me." She knew clearly. She followed Fu Zhiqiong for three years. When Xia Zhijin came, she let herself come and follow her, and the degree of attention was obvious.

Xia Zhijin's eyebrows were bent slightly, and he replied jokingly: "Sister Qiong will not know, Sister Liu, you might as well help me worry about what the director would do if he criticized me for his bad performance.

In fact, she only met Fu Zhiqiong once before signing a contract.

"I just led you into this door and gave you a chance, and if you can grasp this opportunity, how many opportunities the company can give you depends on your own ability. This is how this circle is, and I hope You can go far, I hope you will not live up to our expectations." Fu Zhiqiong poured her a cup of tea in the tea fragrance, and sent her the word salty. The implication is self-evident.

The success or failure lies with you.

After that, Fu Zhiqiong assigned her a broker and an assistant, and told her that the broker would arrange the work for her in the future. She did not directly participate in management, and she never saw Fu Zhiqiong again.

In this way, the boundaries and distance with the superior are clear, so that he can rely on his own efforts to strive to leave his own name. Xia Zhijin feels at ease and calm.

The car that the company sent to pick up the airport took her home first, and then sent Xiaoliu back. The moment Xia Zhijin reported the address of his family's mansion, Xiao Liu froze for a moment, reacting and then subconsciously looked at Xia Zhijin with a surprised, inquiring look. That piece of land is a famous wealthy area in Anjiang City.

Seeing Xiao Liu's doubts, Xia Zhijin smiled lightly and explained calmly: "Not my home, it's a full house."

Xiaoliu touched the name Manchu, and afterwards realized something, and involuntarily increased the volume and said in surprise: "Right when the surname is full, is it the time of the time star?"

Xia Zhijin nodded.

Xiao Liu stunned for two seconds, and the heart of gossip burned. Because she was too private, she did not dare to ask Xia Zhijin and Shi Xing, but she could not help but blurted and asked her another doubt: "Why don't you consider signing Starlight Entertainment when you enter the industry?"

Being able to live in the Shi family is obviously an unusual relationship. Frankly speaking, Starlight is a large company that has developed rapidly and has matured in the past two years. Backed by Shixing Group, it is obvious that all aspects of resource channels will be better than their studios. Coupled with Xia Zhijin's relationship with the Shi family, as long as Xingguang is willing to push her, she can walk out of the Avenue of Stars cleanly and easily.

why? Xia Zhijin closed his eyes slightly and asked himself in his heart.

Manman also asked her this question.

She put her hands on her legs slightly together, and for a while, half seriously and half jokingly replied: "Because I want to try to rely on myself and see how far I can go."

This sentence, she also answered overtime, but overtime did not understand her thoughts. Obviously there are resources available, why waste it, and why should we stay close?

She could not bear to tell Shiman, nor could she tell others, the deepest and most vulnerable desire in her heart.

She wants not to rely on the Shi family, she wants to earn a living in her own righteousness, and wants to be able to stand beside Shi Man as Xia Zhijin one day, instead of mentioning Xia Zhijin, she can only think of Shi Jia and Shi Man Accessories.

Xiaoliu didn't care, only if she was a common disease of the rich children. If she can't sing and act well, she has to go home and inherit the troubles of the rich, which she doesn't understand very well. She has to admit that sometimes it is true to admit her fate. Some people just win the starting line, and the distance of this starting line is the distance you can't surpass in your life.

To Xia Zhijin's surprise, when she returned to Shi's house at midnight, she dragged her luggage to the second floor in disbelief, trying to find her lover, only to find that Shi Man was not at home.

The bedroom door was wide open and empty inside. The last expectation also fell short, and Xia Zhijin's heart became empty in an instant.

She smiled bitterly in the dark, rubbed her forehead uncomfortably, pushed the luggage to the door, pulled out the small bread and medicine from inside, pulled the mouth cover, and turned downstairs.

She turned on the light, took the water, and took a few bites of the little bread to swallow. Then, she swallowed the medicine in her head. She returned to the sofa on the first floor and sat quietly, waiting for Shiman to return. Obviously exhausted, she even fell asleep on the plane. At this moment, she did not know what she was thinking in her mind.

When it was almost two o'clock, the silent friction of the car was finally sounded in the silent night. Two beams of light were thrown in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Xia Zhijin immediately stood up, shook his head a little faintly, stabilized his body and walked quickly out of the door, opened the thick wooden door.

Sure enough, it was time to return.

Chen Zhi, struggling to support her alcoholic, frivolous Shiman, came to the house, and the driver followed her step by step. Chen Zhi murmured vaguely in his mouth: "I don't want you to drink so much, I really believed your gibberish before I believed that you are not drunk for a thousand cups." She looked up and suddenly found that she was standing in front of the light The beautiful woman, as if she had discovered the great savior, yelled happily from afar: "Ah, Sister Zhijin, you are back! Come and help me, drunk, I will be exhausted."

Seeing that Chen Zhi was beside Shiman, Xia Zhijin was relieved. Her eyes lingered on her body when she hadn't seen them for nearly two months, and her expression gradually softened. She strode to Chen Zhi in a stride, and when it was over, it was full, and she held her halfway and walked in.

"Zhijin." Shiman was still conscious, seeing Xia Zhijin naturally leaning up close, murmuring in her neck.

"Huh..." Chen Zhi released most of his weight, relieved.

Only then did she have time to take a closer look at Xia Zhijin around her, secretly admiring: Sure enough, she was going to debut as a star. Sister Jin Jin's aura seems to be different from before. I can't tell the difference, but it's more striking, like the kind that glows in the crowd. But it seems that the spirit is not good?

"Sister Jin, are you sick? It looks like my face is red and my eyes are red."

"It's okay, a little cold." Xia Zhijin smiled and responded to her unconsciously.

Helping Xia Zhijin hold Shi Man on the sofa together, Chen Zhi said, "Sister Jin, then I will go back first."

Xia Zhijin's eyes gently touched his flushed face when he touched it, and he held Chen Zhi sideways: "Thank you for coming back full, so late, let's rest here for one night."

Chen Zhi joked: "No, I told my parents to go back. If I wake up in the middle of the night and find out that I haven't come back, I'm afraid I will break my leg." In fact, she originally planned to stay and take care of the time, But since Xia Zhijin came back, she would naturally be fine.

Xia Zhijin laughed softly, seeing her insist, it was not good for the strong. She stood up, asked Chen Zhi to wait a moment, took off her coat and gently covered Shi Man's body, and then went upstairs to take a coat down and handed Chen Zhi: "It's cold in the middle of the night, don't get cold."

Chen Zhi put on her coat and couldn't help feeling that tonight, she really envied Lin Xian and the time was full. Xia Zhijin sent her to the door, she told her not to send, the driver was outside, it was fine. When turning to leave, Chen Zhi thought about it and still kindly told Xia Zhijin: "Sister Jinjin, it seems that she is particularly unhappy today. When she wakes up, do you want to chat with her."

Xia Zhijin's eyes narrowed, sighed, and nodded, "Okay, I will."

After sending away Chen Zhi and returning to the hall, Xia Zhijin looked awake when she saw it, staring at her with a pair of peach eyes stained with red wine. She touched Shiman's head and asked her warmly, "Does it hurt?"

Shiman shook his head gently.

"I'll help you upstairs." Xia Zhijin reached out and hugged her, Shi Man didn't refuse, and she obediently cooperated with her to get up.

"You're back." The girl mumbled vaguely, as if there was some grievance in it.

"Well, I'm back." Xia Zhijin coaxed her softly.

For a short period of time on weekdays, Xia Zhijin, who was unwell, was sweating and sent Shiman to the room with difficulty. When she helped, she took off her coat and covered it with a quilt. She sat by the bed and dialed her bangs with her eyes cluttered up. She would get up: "I'll help you make a sober tea."

Shi Man grabbed her wrist and said in a low voice: "You haven't told me Happy New Year yet."

Xia Zhijin's lips showed a spoiled smile, and he leaned over and kissed his forehead with a low, judo: "full, happy new year."

Shi Man still clenched her wrist tightly and refused to let go. Looking at her, her eyes slowly turned red.

Xia Zhijin bit his lip, as if remembering something, with his other hand that was not buckled by Shiman, he reached into the pocket of the jacket on the side, took a small box out of it, and sent it to Shiman in front of him. Tenderness coaxed her: "New Year's gift, open and see." This is what she bought with the first installment of the contract she received. She thought that Shiman would like it.

Shiman's throat shook a little, and tears slowly overflowed in the corners of his eyes, wetting the pillow. Suddenly grieved, she whimpered, reached down and dropped the gift box in front of her to the ground, making a loud noise. In the silent night, the sound was extremely harsh.

Xia Zhijin straightened up in an instant, and his heart seemed to be slammed with that soft sound.

Shi Man covered her eyes with a choked complaint: "I don't want it! Why do you know to give me a gift, why are you like her, you don't even know what I want."

Shi Man's tears, as if with heat, scalded on Xia Zhijin's heart drop by drop, painful, sore at the tip of her nose, and aggrieved to swell her mind. What she can give to Shiman may be insignificant in Shiman's eyes, but it is all she has given her best.

She bent down and picked up the gift that was swept away by Shiman, like picking up her unclaimed heart. She wiped her tears when she reached out to help, and she also cried in her voice. When she first frankly grieved and asked Shi Man: "Full, do you know what I want?"

Shi Man burst into tears, and when she heard her question, she felt more and more sad and replied unconsciously: "I don't know, I don't know. Zhijin, I don't know. I feel so tired. "There is more sadness than loudness." She sometimes feels that Xia Zhijin is far away from her, as if she has never really entered her heart.

Xia Zhijin's eyes grew desolate. Shi Man didn’t know, how could she know how difficult it was to stand up next to her and win the match with her; how could she know that an unknown person like her was with Shi Man, just Doomed to this life, all need to endure the rumors and disrespect of others.

But this is not Shi Man's fault, how can she make Shi Man bear her. Maybe if you change someone, you should be grateful to Dade and feel contented?

The gap between her and Shiman is her original sin. She asked herself if she didn't do enough or love enough to make Shiman so wronged.

People are not poor. The mother's eager teaching from an early age supported her to walk stubbornly from the barren hills to here. She is willing to give her life for Shiman, but she is not willing to forget her name. What does it mean to love someone deeply? She couldn't give her answer.

She rubbed her fingertips with nostalgia and cried tiredly when she fell asleep, and shook her brain as if it was about to explode, both physically and mentally exhausted. She looked down sadly at the undelivered present at the head of the bed, opened the drawer, and put it silently into the back.

When she helped, she gathered the quilt, got up and walked out of the bedroom, ready to wash, the phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated violently.

The time is shown on the screen-half past two in the morning. Caller-Zhiqi.

At this time, this call... In a flash, Xia Zhijin's heart shuddered, and an ominous premonition enveloped her.

She shivered her fingertips and crossed the answer key.

The Lin family in the southern district of Anjiang City is brightly lit in the study. Zhou Qin checked the email from the twelve thirty when he was ready to take a break, and has been sitting stiffly until now. As if he didn't give up, he didn't want to believe it. Zhou Qin once again checked the so-called "New Year's gift" mail sent at 12 o'clock.

Her expression was more and more dignified, her lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, holding the mouse's hand, her fingertips were already blue and white because of too much force.