Dear Love

When I finished work in the middle of the night, I remembered that day Fu Jun Yan smiled and said that I was a puffer fish, but I still couldn’t help complaining. Finally, I puffed up my cheeks and took a picture with my mobile phone. I opened my wēibó and sent it to the bottomless internet to express my surging emotions. I said, “Puffer fish! Where is it like a puffer fish? Which eye can you see me like a puffer fish? Which one?”

I registered for this wēibó very early. In the past, I occasionally uploaded some scenery photos and feelings during travel, as well as group photos with my family. After the popularity of Regret in my previous life, this account was upgraded into V. In order to keep my identity secret, I deleted all the group photos of myself and my family.

I’ve been busy these days. I really forgot about it. There are still many photos of myself, cousin and daddy in the wēibó. So I quickly moved to the computer and started the deletion project in advance. It was not until 3 a.m. that I finally achieved success. I looked at the self photo I had just uploaded, and my heart roared again: “Which eye of yours sees me like a puffer fish!” 

Eh… I wonder if my resentment is too heavy? Embarrassing….

The studio play of “Regret” is almost finished. Calculating the time, the shooting progress this time is one month faster than that in the previous life. I was so agitated that I finally knew that my previous life had really delayed the crew. Old John was also very satisfied. He looked for the producer in a rage and said that it would be a hit, and it would be a hit! Usually looking at us, the eyes also began to put wolf light. Unexpectedly, he cut out two promotional videos in advance and started online propaganda. The publicity photos of “Regret” have been released on the Internet.

This is a good thing and not a good thing, because the crew will not be quiet after that. Sometimes when you go outside the studio, there will be some reporters who have a keen sense of smell.

I vaguely feel that the trend of things is becoming more and more strange. Fu Jun Yan seems to have found it before me. Since then, we no longer walked from the villa to the set. He got a fully armed black nanny car. Although it was less than ten minutes away, the driver would pick up and drop off every day. Fu Jun Yan said, “Wolves can’t be prevented, but at least they can’t be sent to the door.” I felt it deeply and obediently agreed and obeyed.

Every cast and crew seems to feel something. They don’t come and go as casually as before. Now, even if they are tired and panting, their waist and back are perfectly straight and pay great attention to their appearance.

Instead, I became a little melancholy. I was thinking about Gu Xiao An’s problem as soon as the play was on. It’s inevitable that An’an who follows me would be photographed by the media. Even after his identity as the adopted son of the Xiao family was exposed, it was inevitable that there would be a storm. So I wonder if I’m going to hide An’an and send him to Daddy. Or let nature take its course to face the pursuit of the spotlight  at a young age. I really don’t know which option is best for children….

Because Gu Xin Yao is all the stars cupping themselves around the moon (tl. to revolve around sb) role, this drama precisely tantamount to being entirely about me. So my play has always been very heavy, and Old John has always attached great importance to my play, so on the contrary, the studio scene between me and Fang Ting Yue was the first to finish. In the end, Fu Jun Yan and Jay were slower than us. Because the studio scene was about to end, the crew began to rectify one after another and prepared to switch to location shooting.

One day, Old John solemnly asked me, “Xiao Ai, our online publicity effect is very good. I’m going to release some trailers and behind the scenes stories one after another. Would you like An’an to appear?” I was buzzing in my head and only said one sentence for a long time: “Let me think again.”

Burying my head, I walked out. As soon as I raised my head, I saw Fu Jun Yan playing in the studio. He looked so good and the performance was so in place. I unconsciously stopped and looked at the man who went out early and came back late every day and still insisted on making good milk for An’an and me. Suddenly, I gave birth to some dependence. Suddenly, I wanted to ask him what I should do. But he has been so busy recently, and I’m really embarrassed to disturb him.

After careful screening of cartoons, An’an has been watching a series of Korean cartoons called Pororo recently. Pororo is a lovely little blue penguin. The story of Pororo and his friends in the cartoon can also teach children a lot of good principles. I’m very pleased to see it. To tell the truth, it’s really beautiful and lovely. After watching too much, my sequelae is that I occasionally unconsciously hum a sentence: “Pororo, la la la!”

Then everyone in the crew will look at me with an expression that you understand me and everyone understands me, then smile strangely at each other, collectively ignore my existence and ignore my IQ….

But it is undeniable that everyone seems to be very kind to me because of Gu Xiao An’s existence. I remember that in my previous life, my reputation was mixed, and there were many people who said I was willful and arrogant. But now everyone smiles at me. I won’t embarrass myself, if I do something wrong. They just put me and An’an in the same category. Look at me and Gu Xiao An, and then say, “Xiao Ai, it’s not easy.” At that time, I suddenly choked up.

An’an’s Italian and English are very good, and her Chinese is also good. But he really doesn’t understand Korean ah. How can he understand Korean cartoons? But Fu Jun Yan is very unperturbed. He said, “It’s good for children to have more contact with many language environments.” 

Then I remembered that daddy took me all over the world when I was young. When I was a child, I often woke up and found that the world had changed again. The people around me began to speak bird language and chatter. I was unable to make sense of what one is hearing , depressed and panicked. But it is undeniable that it laid the foundation for my impulse to learn language well even if I die, because I have had enough of the pain that I am not mute but dumbstruck and unable to reply. Finally, I was very happy when I watched An’an throw herself into Pororo’s world very happily.

Just, everything has two sides….

When I saw Gu Xiao An riding on Xiao Qi and talking to Fang Ting Yue with his neck up, I felt very weak. I even felt that the ice on brother Ting Yue was cracking at an incomparable speed

“An’an likes Pororo. An’an likes it! Yue Yue!” Gu Xiao An shook his head as if he couldn’t feel the cold breath on Fang Ting Yue’s body. His small hand shook happily.

“Oh! Your sister likes it, too.” Fang Ting Yue nodded and answered thoughtfully, but when he heard Yueyue, his face was stiff!!

Well… When An’an and I sat in the corner watching Pororo on the iPad and couldn’t help giggling, everyone on the crew thought I liked Pororo, I wanted to deny… Although, I really liked… Embarrassing!

“Yue Yue! Pororo is a penguin, walking on two feet, just like this, just like An’an.” Then Gu Xiao An patted Xiao Qi’s neck not enough. Xiao Qi skillfully lay down and let An’an climb down from its back.

Then we Gu Xiao An looked at him with a small chest, and made sure that the more he looked at him, he smiled shyly. His cheeks were slightly red, so he began to shy his neck and hold his small arm. Learning from penguins, he began to circle around Fang Ting Yue, and asked excitedly, “Yue Yue, do you like it?”

Yue… Yue… My Gu Xiao An is really powerful!

“Yes! An’an is great!” Fang Ting Yue watched the little bean Penguin turn a few times before he picked up An’an and threw him with his hands

For a minute. Gu Xiao An giggled in his arms. The sooner Fang Ting Yue saw me, he nodded to me, knocked his fingers on the table, raised his eyebrows, picked up his coat, hugged Gu Xiao An and walked towards me and said, “Today is free. Let’s go, Xiao Ai. Let’s take An’an to see penguins!”