Chapter 87(1/3)
The name of the love variety show is "Go to Love". After the official announcement of the guest list, the popularity has long been hyped up. There are two very popular couples, one is Pompeii and Yu Xing. The other couple is a loving couple in the circle. However, the woman has almost retired from the film industry and has not appeared in public for ten years. The man has also been popular recently. This couple is low-key and loving, and passers-by have a good impression of each other. Many viewers want to see how firm the relationship is in the entertainment industry.
Many people are looking forward to the couple Chu Size and An Duoduo. Everyone knows that the tea in An Duoduo tea is awesome. Although they are scolded, they are also popular. When the popularity rises, some people are looking forward to it. Moreover, Chu Si is still very good-looking and has a very déjà sensation like a romance novel.
The last couple are Chen Yuefei and Ji Xuanlan.
Chen Yuefei won another gold medal. She was very popular recently, but because of a knee injury, she had to stop training and was preparing for retirement, so the team took on him a love variety show. Ji Xuanlan was a reporter before, and she had been used to it and had no other opinions on her appearance. Moreover, she really hoped that this period of work could cushion Chen Yuefei's emptiness and discomfort after retirement.
The more exciting point of the program is that it is divided into live broadcasts and recording studios.
Some programs will be broadcast live, and the edited version will be played publicly after the program is filmed.
There is no editing on the live broadcast, and any behavior will be captured by hundreds of millions of viewers. Any false intentions between guests cannot escape the audience's eyes.
The official Weibo account was noisy, and there were hundreds of thousands of comments alone.
For nothing else, I urged to record it.
[I want to watch live broadcast of program team gkd]
[When will the live broadcast date be determined? I want to take leave to watch the live broadcast]
[Watch live broadcast when you work]
[Reminder and update! I want to see Yu Xing and Fairy Be in love every day, and smash me to death with dog food!]
[I have also dug up Chen Yuefei x Ji Xuanlan, hin is sweet! Follow!]
[What you said is meaningless. I want to see how An Duoduo cuts straight [doge]]
[Green tea is green tea, what is straight men killing [doge] I guess another one is to be paid, and Chus will be missed]
The program officially started recording under everyone's urging.
The day when the program was recorded, it was from four pairs of CPs' homes, and it happened to run into Pompeii's father's death day. It was a rainy day, and the atmosphere here was condensed from the beginning.
The program staff didn't dare to speak very much.
Pompeii and Yu Xing were in the car and took the bus to the cemetery.
The people from the program team stayed outside and did not disturb the rest of the deceased.
Pompeii wore a gray coat with shirt and trousers inside, short boots were also black, and sunglasses were on his face.
She held a bunch of delicate chrysanthemums and found Pang Zhonglin's cemetery, took off her sunglasses, put the flowers on it, and Yu Xing placed the melon and fruit bar next to it.
"Dad, I'll come to see you."
Pompeii looked at the photos on the tombstone and forced a smile.
In the years since she went abroad, Pompeii had never visited Pang Zhonglin. In her heart, the relationship between people while they were alive was more important than the ritual after death.
When she was abroad, she often missed Pang Zhonglin. She remembered his birthday and death day. As long as she did not forget him, it would be the same whether her father came to the cemetery on the death day.
But this time she really came here, and in fact, she felt that it was still different.
Pompei stared at the small photo on the tombstone, quickly turned his head, looked at Yu Xing, and subconsciously spoke to him with red eyes: "Lucky, I found that I still miss my father. I came here to see him, as if I wanted him to be closer to him. After all, my father's ashes are here. All the things left after his death are here."
Yu Xing wiped the tears quietly shed from Pompeii's cheeks with toilet paper and said, "Didn't he still leave you? He also left memories. What he left behind is more and better than here."
Pompei nodded, yes, dad gave her half of his life, this is the thing that dad left behind to make him think about the most.
With Yu Xing's company, Pompeii was still thinking about her. The new little family gradually stripped her from her original family. Her longing for her father is still there, but the longing is no longer as tormenting as before.
Now she will not be immersed in self-blame.
Yu Xing looked at Pang Zhonglin, bowed, and shouted solemnly: "Dad."
Pompeii held his hand, Yu Xing held her tightly, and silently promised: I will do your instructions, and I will always take good care of her.
The two stood for a while and then left the cemetery with their hands.
It started to drizzle, Yu Xing lifted up the big black umbrella and hit Pompeii's head.
On the way out, Pei Qingmei and her husband Wang Zhilin came together.
The cemetery road was narrow, and four people were facing each other, and people from both sides stood up one after another.
Pei Qingmei also wore sunglasses, and Wang Zhilin held her an umbrella, cautiously not willing to wet her camel fleece jacket and scarf.
Pei Qingmei was wearing lace gloves on her hands, and she dressed from head to toe. Although the tone was dull, she was still exquisite.
She looked at Pompeii and stopped talking, and then asked for a while: "Babe, you are here."
Pompeii said "um" and Yu Xing shouted out of politeness: "Auntie."
Pei Qingmei was unhappy, but Pompeii refused to recognize her. There was no difference between Yu Xing calling her. She looked at Pompeii and asked, "Can I say a few words to you?"
Pompei turned his upper body, looked at Pang Zhonglin's cemetery, and said to Pei Qingmei: "Aren't you going to talk to your father?"
Pei Qingmei was a little anxious: "I want to talk to you too."
Pompeii could probably guess what Pei Qingmei was going to say, but she didn't like to listen to it, but she also hated Pei Qingmei's life in self-touching.
Perhaps people always feel sad about the one who is always prone to heart.
She just feels sorry for her father more.
Yu Xing handed the umbrella to Pompeii and said softly: "Go."
Yu Xing went out of the umbrella, and Wang Zhilin wanted to help him hold an umbrella. He hid sideways and said politely and coldly: "No, thank you."
Wang Zhilin smiled slightly, took back the umbrella, and signaled Pei Qingmei to go over.
Pompeii was holding an umbrella, and Pei Qingmei followed her, got into her umbrella, holding flowers in one hand and holding her with the other. The space under the umbrella was small, and Pompeii couldn't escape it, and he was too lazy to get involved with Pei Qingmei, so he simply let her go.
When she walked to the cemetery, Pei Qingmei presented flowers to Pang Zhonglin. When she bent down, she said hoarsely: "Zhonglin, I'm sorry..."
She used a veil to wipe her tears.
Pompei looked at Pei Qingmei's behavior expressionlessly without any touch.
Pei Qingmei finished crying and looked up at Pompeii. Pompeii was tall and wearing some heeled shoes. She needed to look up to her now.
When Pompei saw Pei Qingmei put out the flowers, he asked her: "Are you leaving?"
Pei Qingmei nodded and walked and said, "Why did you think of seeing your father this year?"
Pompeii was put in one hand in his pocket of his coat. The cold wind blew, and the corners of his clothes floated up like a black flower blooming.
"I'm back, of course I have to see my dad. Do you come every year?"
"No, I've only been here this year. I didn't dare to come in the past two years."
"If you want to come in the future, come by yourself. Don't bring your husband here. My dad won't want to see it."
"Okay, I won't take him in the future."
After a moment of silence, Pei Qingmei smiled and said, "Babe, I think he is very nice to you."
"Well, it's pretty good. At least I marry me because I love me."
Pei Qingmei didn't know how to answer the conversation, and she whispered: "Your father has gone, and I often regret it."
Pompeii sneered, "Three points of regret, seven points of happiness."
"How could you think of me so much?" Pei Qingmei wiped her tears again.
"If you don't treat living people well, you will feel sorry for your death. What do you want me to miss you?" Pompeii sighed indescribable voice, "Forget it, don't say what you think, I don't want to hear it. You are living the life you want now, and live a good life in the future."
Pompeii rarely says heartwarming words.
Pei Qingmei asked with tears in her eyes: "Did you forgive me?"
He also went to grab Pompeii's hand.
Pompei brushed away Pei Qingmei's hand and said, "It's not forgive." She paused slightly, "It doesn't matter."
Yu Xing was not far away, and Pompeii looked at him. Under the hall corridor of the rest area, he stood high like a black shadow, silent, silent, and firm. It was the direction she wanted to follow after taking a look.
"I'm leaving."
Pompeii held an umbrella and plunged into the wind and rain, throwing himself into Yu Xing's arms.
Yu Xing had long noticed that Pompeii was coming. He stepped out of the corridor under the wind and rain just to let her come to find him and take a few steps away.
The two of them half hugged each other and went to the parking lot together.
Seeing Pei Qingmei getting wet from the rain, Wang Zhilin quickly went over to put an umbrella for her. Pei Qingmei looked at Pompeii's back and burst into tears.
Wang Zhilin also comforted her: "Why are you crying? Aren't the child doing a good life now?"
Pei Qingmei nodded with relief and said sadly: "But she doesn't want to pay attention to me."
Wang Zhilin didn't say anything, put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Let's go."
Pompeii and Yu Xing got into the car together.
When I came to the cemetery today, Yu Xing didn't let the driver drive, so he drove the car himself.
Pompeii was in the co-pilot and skillfully tied his seat belt.
Yu Xing drove the car, opened the wipers, and left the parking lot. Outside the front window glass, Wang Zhilin and Pei Qingmei were also getting in the car.
Pompeii looked at her arms and said with emotion: "She is so lucky. She married money when she was young, but she can still marry love when she was old. There is no medicine for regret in the world, but God gave it to her."
To be continued...