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The plane returned directly to the airport where her house was located. Yun thought about bidding farewell to Song Mian.

A family came to pick her out of the airport. Yun thought about seeing his parents and two younger brothers, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"My girl is thin again." Su Xiuling handed Yun Ting to Yun Zhibin, holding her daughter's face in distress.

"Mom, I'm fine." Yun thought about his heart warmly, leaned next to Yun Ting and took him over.

"Jiejie..." Yun Ting just shouted.

"Oh, my sister's little warm man." Yun was very happy to think about it.

"Sister, he likes to walk now." Yun Lin said stepping forward.

"Is it?" Yun thinks that she really put Yun Ting down and stood very steady, but she just relied on her sister's arms.

"Yun Ting, come to hold your brother." Yun Lin took Yun Ting's little hand.

At first, Yun Ting was a little unhappy. Yun Lin said that he would take the building blocks with him and immediately went away with his brother.

"After Yun Lin came back, he was playing with his brother, and now his brother listens to him the most." Su Xiuling said with a smile.

In the past, she was most worried about the feelings of the two brothers. Yun Lin happened to be the beginning of the rebellious period, and she was afraid that they would not kiss.

Yun Lin holding Yun Ting hummed at the words of his mother: I would not accompany him unless it was to make him obedient.

Thinking about it in his heart, but someone came over, he still guarded Yun Ting reflectively.

"Is that what Yun Yun thinks about?"

"Hat covers most of her face, you can't see clearly."

"Let's get closer, I like her."

"Okay, if it's not embarrassing, and she didn't wear a mask, she shouldn't be an artist."

When Yun Xiang thought about hearing the argument, she knew she was going to be recognized, and she kept moving forward.

She has kept her schedule very confidential and strictly forbids fans from picking up the phone. In order not to disturb the order, she is also afraid of crowding and accidents.

"Shouldn't it be? We are not far away. If she is, it won't react if you hear us."

"Hey, I thought I met my idol, so sad, but I secretly took two silhouettes."

"I don't think so, how thick you see through, I have never seen a star like this..."

Yun thinks that her lips are slightly raised, and she doesn't hear the words behind.

She did wear a thick scarf and wrapped her chin tightly, and her big hat covered half of her face.

Without sunglasses and masks, like ordinary little girls who are afraid of cold, they are naturally unobtrusive and unobtrusive.

Arriving in the car, Yun Zhibin drove while thinking to Yun, "When will I take the leave?"

"Next month, on the 8th, but I will go to school on the fourth day." Yun thought a little guilty, "The sixth day of the company's opening."

Every year's New Year's celebration, the company's artists must not be absent for no reason, Yun Xiang thinks it is the first year, naturally coming.

"Only at home for six days?" Su Xiuling looked at her daughter in amazement.

"Huh." Yun thought about and nodded gently.

Su Xiuling lost her face, but quickly adjusted: "Fortunately, my father and I pushed the college dinner."

Yun thinks about the college entrance examination first, many friends and relatives congratulate, but when Yun thinks about filming, Su Xiuling said that he does not want to enter the school banquet.

After the winter vacation, relatives and friends have not given up, but still want Yun Zhibin to do it.

Originally, Yun Zhibin was a little moved, but Yun thought that she would not go home until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and he pushed it.

At this time, I knew that my daughter's winter vacation had no time at home during the National Day, which was a bit unpleasant.

"Your eighteenth birthday next month, Mom and Dad may not be able to catch up." Yun Zhibin suddenly felt empty.

"Dad, birthday is not important, I may have gone to Italy at that time." Yun thinks about the time.

After hearing this, Su Xiuling couldn't really say anything but sigh.

Yun thought that the atmosphere could not be stiff, and immediately told some interesting things, and soon amused them, and went home happily.

It was already evening, Su Xiuling determined that Yun wouldn't be hungry, thinking that she must be tired after flying for so long, so she let her rest early.

Back in Kyubu's room, Yun thinks about falling on his bed, smelling the familiar smell, and taking out his mobile phone to give Song Mian peace.

Then I went to practice, and after I practiced, I was going to sleep and saw Song Meng's voice.

"Think about it, your fans are arguing!"

"Someone took a picture of your airport and put it up and said that I met someone who looks like you."

"I recognized you at a glance, and some fans said it was you, after all, it was the airport on our side."

"Some fans said that it was definitely not you, and then they quarreled that the other party was not a true fan..."

This can all make a noise. Yun thought about sighing and poked Weibo to see that the dispute was quite fierce.

So after the last promotion of Wei Shanshan TV series, Weibo was finally updated.

[Actor Yun think about V: Yes, this big dumpling is me [JPG]]

Save the photos of the netizens' photos, and the fans no longer noisy, and all of them cried under her Weibo.

[Miss, when will we be arranged to pick you up! 】

[[Grievances] I feel like I’m a fake star, I’m so active but I don’t know anything about you]

[Goddess, goddess, you have grown up in a month, let's raise funds for you to celebrate! 】

[Upstairs wit, our goddess is eighteen years old. 】

[Goddess, give me an address, I want to send you a gift]

[Want to send a gift + ID card number]

[Want to send a gift + pi]

...

After a moment, the fans resumed happily thinking about her birthday. Yun Xiang went to the support group after a long silence.

[Yun think about it: your age is different, but I believe that you love me the same heart, and you are as important in my heart. If you are willing to start, one person will donate a dollar tomorrow, each person can only donate once and no more than one yuan, and until my birthday, donate to a reliable charity in the name of the cloud, which is the best birthday gift you gave me. 】

Yun Xiangxiang's speech, swiping the screen at once, Yun Yunxiang still captured a key reply.

[Think about the cloud: Why can’t you donate more, how good is your ability? 】

[云想想：@想想想的想云朵, in order to prevent the formation of a comparison heart, to prevent the gap from making children who have no income source sad, blessing is a heart, I hope you will unite and synchronize simultaneously]

If it’s not that they don’t need them and don’t care about them, Yun thinks they don’t want to donate even a dollar.

[Think about the clouds: Ahhhhh, the goddess replies to me, the goddess replies to me, screenshots will be collected for a lifetime! 】

The next step is to ask for a flop to name Aite.

Scrolling the screen, Yun thought about it and sent a message.

[Yun think about it: It’s too late, everyone sleeps, the beauty is sleeping, good night]

After talking, Yun thought about it.