Chapter 390: Yueli, got Ji Yunxuan's number

The next day (ri), the sky was sunny and sunny.
It was only five o'clock when the sun rose high, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the ground, spreading a layer of golden light.
Subei was the first to get up. After a simple wash, he went downstairs to the kitchen.
The man said that he wanted to eat noodles last night. Subei felt that cooking ready-made noodles that were bought directly was not as sincere and cheesy as making noodles by herself, so she decided to make hand-made noodles.
　The procedure for noodles is not complicated. Subei can still do it well, but skills are necessary to stretch the noodles.
The noodles she stretched were either too wide or too thin. As soon as they were in the pot, the noodles broke holes, and some of them were too thick and difficult to cook. They were all noodles.
So after working for an hour, the result after being out of the pot is a bowl of crushed noodles of various thicknesses.
Subei picked up his chopsticks and thought about picking up a piece of noodles to taste the texture.
After all, some foods are always unattractive on the outside, but the taste is still good. What if the noodles she cooks just don’t look good, but it’s actually very strong?
However, I don't know why, the noodles are particularly ‘fragile’. As soon as she picked them up, the noodles broke in half.
She tried to clip it again, but it was all broken.
North Jiangsu: "..."
It looks like she needs a spoon to dig and eat.
Right now, Subei can't deceive himself. That's it, don't talk about it. It is estimated that there is no bite at all. It is not worse than eating flour directly when you eat it.
Subei sighed, put down his chopsticks, and picked up the bowl of crushed noodles to pour it into the trash can. Footsteps came from behind (身sh　n).
Subei paused and glanced back.
It's Yue Tan.
He is wearing a (set of t　o) light blue (color) casual (set of t　o) outfit today (day ri), with a light blue (color) t-shirt on top, and a light blue (color) with white ( Color) Three-point loose-fitting sports pants with bars.
He looked awake, yawning with one hand covering his mouth, rubbing his eyes with his right hand, and there were crystal tears at the corners of his eyes.
He didn't seem to expect to see Subei in the kitchen so early.
When her eyes were facing each other, Yueli Shen (qingqing) was dull, and then slowly lowered her hands.
"...Sister," said bluntly, "Good morning."
Compared to Yueli’s uncomfortable politeness, Subei acted very naturally. She curled her lips and replied,
Well, it’s early.
As she said, she dumped the noodles in the bowl into the trash can and returned. (身sh　n) said: "I am cooking noodles. If you are not in a hurry, wait for me for twenty minutes, and I will give you a bowl?"
If this was heard by Fu Yunshang, he would probably start playing tricks again.
What about making breakfast for him alone? !
Oh, woman!
noodles?
Yueli looked over Subei and landed on the trash can behind her (身sh　n).
It is faintly visible that the mass of white, fragmented noodles...
"..." Yueli twitched his mouth. For the sake of life, he declined to say: "No, I'm not too hungry in the morning, just eat a sandwich."
With that said, he walked to the refrigerator and took out a sandwich in a transparent box and a box of pure cow ((奶Nai)n　i) from it.
Subei: "..." I feel like my craft has been rejected.
Her noodles are indeed hard to describe in one word, and Subei did not insist on giving them to Yueli.
She bends (body sh　n), scoops another measuring cup of flour, pours it on the panel, then adds some water, and starts the first step of making the noodles by hand.
Yueli was holding a sandwich and sitting across from Subei. He took a bite of the ham that came out of the sandwich and looked at Subei, who was doing a'quan (body sh　n) massage' on the noodles. He pursed his lips again.
It is true that the bigger the person grows, the less likely it is to say an apology or confession.
After pondering for a while, Subei's face was almost the same, and he slowly opened his mouth to break the silence: "Sister, I saw the message you sent me last night."
Subei was stunned for a moment.
She couldn't eat anymore, Yueli put down the sandwich, stepped on the railing under the chair, stretched one leg, looked at Subei, and continued silently, "From the Xuangu Mountain I gave it to You have been having a dream since you came back. The (qing) scenes in your dreams are very strange, but every scene is very strange."
The strength in Subei's hands has unconsciously increased a bit, and there are two more pits made by fingerprints on the round and white dough.
"So... what do you want to say?" Subei's face was calm, and her voice sounded calm, but she only knew how nervous she was.
She felt that her heartbeat could reach 100 times a minute now.
Yueli lowered her eyelashes, looked up at her again, and asked word by word: "I want to know... Am I really your brother?"
Yesterday night, he said that he would apologize to Subei in the morning to resolve the embarrassment between his siblings, but now when he speaks, he is questioning.
But it’s okay to ask, after all, this matter has always been in his heart, and it has to be grinding him, so that he can’t let go of his defenses and get along with them openly.
Instead of pretending to be (qing), he wants to be crisper and cleaner (gan gan).
After Subei's heartbeat slowed for half a beat, it quickly returned to normal.
She rubbed the bottom two times pretending to be relaxed and calm, and said with a light smile: "Of course not, my mother is my own daughter."
"Little raccoon, no matter what we did before, but in the past few months, I really treat you as my own brother.
I don't want to explain anything. If you don't want to continue the treatment, I will not force it.
You can also investigate your own past, I will not stop it, but I only have one request," Subei looked at Yueli and said, "Before you recover your memory, I hope you don’t always get along with us with suspicion. .
For other things, I cannot guarantee you right now, but the only guarantee I can make is that I will not harm you, nor do I have any malice. "
...
Won't hurt...
no offence……
Throughout the morning, Yueli always recalled these two words of Subei from time to time.
He could feel the kindness and care from the heart of Subei for him.
It's just that every time he dreams, the scenes in the dream are those scenes that Subei has never mentioned to him, so he can't help but doubt and guard.
Her head started to aches slightly, Yueli raised her hand and pressed the sun twice, her face (color) looked a little pale.
"Director, are you okay? Is (身sh　n) physically uncomfortable?" The deputy director on the side noticed something wrong with Yueli and asked with concern.
Yueli closed her eyes, put down her hand rubbing the sun (acupuncture point xu　), and said, "I didn't sleep well, it's just a headache."
Deputy Director: "There is no protagonist's role in the morning. Would you like to take a break? I'm watching here, and nothing can go wrong."
In terms of professional ((sexual) xing) and senior ability, the deputy director is actually better than Yue Tan.
At that time, Liu Fen’s original purpose for the assistant director was also to bring Yue Tan to teach knowledge that he could not learn in books and some skills accumulated from experience.
Yueli is very satisfied with the assistant director's work ability.
After hearing the words, he thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, then I will come over in an hour."
The deputy director smiled: "Okay."
Apart from other things, he really admires Yue Tan. It is rare for young people to have such a serious (gan gan) energy.
Yueli thought about going back to the shed for a while, but he didn't expect the shed to be stuffy (热r　) and still very damp. He lay down on the table and rested for a while, and his head was sweaty.
Yueli took a look at the time, and it was only ten o'clock in the morning, and the important scenes of the hero and heroine could not be filmed until one in the afternoon.
He stretched his waist and rubbed his neck wearily.
Thinking of something, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket (touched Mo), flipped through the contacts, and finally clicked on the number of'Ji Yunxuan', first paused, and then dialed the number--
Toot toot...
Toot toot...
There was always a prompt tone on the phone, and the other party didn't answer it until the prompt tone ended.
Yueli stared at her phone screen for a few seconds, and then dialed again.
This time, the alert sounded six or seven times, and the other end was answered.
"Hello?" It was a man's voice.