"Hello."
Several people greeted Ying Sitong, changed into slippers and went into the house.
I don't know if it was because they were too unfamiliar or because Ying Sitong was so beautiful, but several people sat on the sofa. Except for Zhao Xiaoyue, no one dared to look up at Ying Sitong, and no one spoke.
In psychology, this phenomenon is called the observer effect.
If there is someone you care about very much, your performance will be very unnatural, and you will care about the other person's opinion of you.
It is obvious that the three people are a little nervous.
"Ying, um... old, wife." Xia Yuan called.
"Hmm? Hmm." Ying Sitong sat up straight suddenly, acting a little stiff, "Old, husband, what's wrong?"
"I'm going to the kitchen to cook, you make a cup of tea for the guests, the tea leaves are on the windowsill of the kitchen sink, and the cups are in the cabinet on the left side of the second floor."
"Oh."
Ying Sitong stood up and went into the kitchen.
Xia Yuan went to the refrigerator to pick out the ingredients.
The three people sitting on the sofa looked at each other and instinctively felt that something was wrong.
"Do you think they are weird?" Cheng Wei said in a low voice.
"Yeah, yeah." Huang Long nodded solemnly.
"The two of them didn't make much eye contact," Zhao Xiaoyue said, "and it's weird to call each other. Xia Yuan's wife doesn't even know where the tea leaves are."
"That's right." Huang Long seconded.
"Oh, by the way," Xia Yuan reacted quickly and said, "There are basically no guests at home, so she hasn't made tea before, and she's not familiar with where the tea leaves are."
After he explained, he packed the ingredients in a bag and went into the kitchen.
Only three guests were left sitting on the sofa.
"Suspicious, too suspicious." Cheng Wei quickly called the other two to a meeting. "Isn't this wife rented?"
"That's right, how can such a beautiful woman like Xia Yuan?" Huang Long said.
Although it was a bit sour, it was unanimously agreed by the three people.
"And Xia Yuan acted pure before, and didn't seem to want to fall in love at all, so how could he suddenly get married?" Huang Long continued to analyze, "He is more like a monk than the monk I played."
"That's right, we didn't know he was in love," Cheng Wei frowned, "It's impossible that he met in the past few days? The process from meeting to falling in love to getting married is too fast."
"Wow, no?" "Could it be that Xia Yuan's aunt has a terminal illness, so she wants to see this child get married before she dies?"
"Ah, bah, bah, bah. Your aunt has a terminal illness."
Xia Yuan's voice came from the kitchen.
Everyone rolled their eyes.
When did this kid become so smart?
Just then, Ying Sitong made tea and brought it out, and everyone stopped the discussion just now.
"Everyone, have a cup of tea."
Ying Sitong brought the teacup to them.
I have to say that Ying Sitong is really beautiful, so beautiful that others can ignore that the water she uses for tea is not boiled, but warm water.
"Thank you, thank you."
The three people hurriedly thanked her.
Each of them took a sip from the teacup.
Everything returned to the initial awkwardness and silence, and the four people did not speak.
In order to ease the embarrassment, Ying Sitong silently turned on the TV.
"Several cases of fever and cough with unknown causes were found in Han City the day before yesterday. The specific symptoms have not yet been determined. Please do not be too nervous if you see the news..."
Ying Sitong touched her chin and blinked.
"Humans are really a fragile creature, and they get sick easily."
Several people focused their attention on her at the same time.
It's as if you are not human.
"Yes."
Since the hostess had spoken, the atmosphere eased a little, and Cheng Wei quickly took over the conversation-
"Isn't it? Especially in our line of work, we get injured easily and become disabled if we are not careful."
"Why did you get injured?" Ying Sitong asked puzzledly.
"How can you not get injured when filming a fight scene? Getting beaten is commonplace. If you jump from a height of four or five meters and land in a bad posture, you may break a bone." Huang Long explained seriously, "Look at my arm. It's still bruised from the last time I filmed a Taoist priest going down the mountain."
"Huh?" Ying Sitong was slightly startled, "Are you filming a movie?"
The other people were shocked by her.
"Don't say you don't know, Xia Yuan is a martial artist."
"Aha, aha, I know, of course I know..." Ying Sitong smiled strangely, demonstrating what it means to smile with a fake smile. "But I didn't think it was so dangerous before, mainly because Xia Yuan concealed it so well. I guess he didn't want me to worry."
She thought to herself, I don't know shit, Xia Yuan, this damn rubbish, didn't tell me before.
Ying Sitong gritted her teeth and walked into the kitchen silently.
"You didn't tell me you were an actor before?" She approached Xia Yuan who was cutting vegetables, lowered her voice and said with resentment.
Xia Yuan glanced back, "Why should I tell you? It's not important, and didn't we agree not to interfere with each other's work and life?"
"But if you become famous, my identity is likely to be exposed." Ying Sitong said, "With more people paying attention, it's inevitable that they will find out, and it's so inconvenient for me to be a celebrity's wife. There are people following me wherever I go."
"Hmm..." Xia Yuan stopped what he was doing and looked up to think.
"You're right."
"That's right," Ying Sitong looked at him resentfully, "What should we do? Don't do this job anymore. Isn't being a programmer better than being an actor?"
Xia Yuan rolled his eyes at her:
That requires me to have the ability to be a programmer.
"I think you're overthinking it. I'm just trying to make ends meet. How easy is it to become famous? There are hundreds of thousands of people in this industry just in Yunze Film and Television City. How many famous people can come out of it? And..."
Xia Yuan paused and looked at her deeply.
"What?" Ying Sitong's heart tightened.
"If I become famous," Xia Yuan said, "let's get a divorce."
Ying Sitong's chest stagnated, and she almost spit on his face.
"Xia Yuan, are you still a human being?"
...
Just as the two were talking in secret, the three people outside also held a small meeting.
"Xia Yuan hid the fact that he was a martial artist from her. Do you believe it?" Cheng Wei asked.
The two shook their heads like rattles.
"You're rushing into marriage without even knowing the other person's profession. Don't tell me it's blind love."
"Suspicious, too suspicious."
Zhao Xiaoyue stood up and prepared to go to the kitchen to see what the two were doing.
As soon as they reached the kitchen door, Xia Yuan and Ying Sitong turned back vigilantly.
I have to say that the couple's ears are quite sharp.
"Wait ten minutes and the food will be ready." Xia Yuan said.
"You don't look like a newlywed couple." Zhao Xiaoyue said bluntly.
"Huh?"
Xia Yuan was startled.
The kitchen knife in his hand tilted slightly, slid across the surface of the pork, and cut his middle finger with a click.
"Silk..."