"You seem to have been resisting signing and signing and making divination."

The old man took Han Guo's signature and spoke casually.

Han Guo nodded and handed over the visa: "This is why I resist."

The old man frowned slightly, and looked at the words "The signing" above, and he was very calm (of course he was calm and he didn't shake the signing): "What do you want to ask?"

Han Guo looked at Xu Xian who had already walked out and said good health. The old man looked up at Han Guo and looked down at the sign again.

"Don't meet the three girls, the alliance is unreasonable, the family is concerned, and there are many manuscripts."

There are many types of signing for the top and signing for the bottom. It is easy to explain, for example, Han Guo and Xu Xian are the two most distinctive examples of positive and negative.

How distinct is it?

It is so clear that if you don’t need to decipher a sign, just look at the literal meaning, you can understand how good this sign is. For example, Xu Xian’s sign.

"No one can attract people in the past few years. Today, there are tender strips on new flowers. If you are destined to meet thousands of miles, you will be in a foreign land and a foreign land will also intersect."

On the contrary, for example, this one from Han Zhu.

"healthy……"

The old man was silent for a while and looked up at Han Guo: "If you just ask about health, I won't tell you the normal explanation of this sign."

Han Guo smiled casually: "Tell me something casually, too."

The old man looked at Han Guo and did not respond. Instead, he said a few casually: "A normal explanation means that you will encounter great difficulties, but you cannot suspect it. Friends and relatives must trust and support each other and work together to avoid failure."

Han Guo nodded calmly.

The old man paused for a moment and continued to speak: "If it means literally..."

Pointing to the word "日" above, the old man said: "This cannot be considered a typo, it can be considered a false one. The manuscript, the manuscript, the white one..."

"Mourning clothes."

Han Guo looked up: "Is that what it means? I can understand it myself."

The old man frowned slightly. He looked at Xu Xian who was squatting outside the door and sitting on the steps waiting for Han to pass, and was still fiddling with his cell phone while watching the signature.

After a moment of silence, the old man shook his head: "If it is so easy to solve, why do I have to sit here?"

Without Han Guo's words, the old man said, "Things don't go well, mourning means death."

"ha……"

Han Guo grinned. Is this different from what he explained?

"Give it to you."

The old man handed over the signature, and Han Guo looked at him in confusion.

The old man casually raised his legs and spoke calmly: "Your mentality has been confirmed. There is no need for me to solve it or not."

Han Guo was silent.

The old man pointed at Xu Xian, who was sitting at the door looking at his phone and signature, and said softly: "Foreigners believe more than you. The two girls you brought are very pious, and my signature will only guide them."

Looking at Han Guo, the old man frowned: "But you are different. Either you simply don't believe it or you have accepted your fate. What's the point of shoveling the sign and reconciling the sign?"

Han Guo patted his pocket and took a breath and stood up: "It seems that this 'going with the flow' is not necessary."

The old man paused and pointed at Xu Xian calmly: "Her needs to be given."

Han Guo was stunned. Xu Xian seemed to realize that he seemed to talk about himself. Although he didn't understand very much, he didn't look at his phone or the signature. He stood up and asked Han Guo. Han Guo was silent. He still pulled out a stack of rmbs and stuffed them into the box. He walked out and walked out.

"Maybe I will tell you well when you come back."

Han Guo paused and looked back at the old man. The old man had already gone to put his back on them to sort out the cash box. Han Guo paused for a moment, took Xu Xian and walked out together. He left here.

"I checked it online, although it was a bit laborious, I still found it."

Xu Xian held Han Guo's arm like a treasure and shiny: "That grandpa is right. I... we will go very smoothly, really."

Han Guo was stunned, turned to look at Liang Jingjing, and pulled up the corner of his mouth: "I...we?"

Xu Xian nodded: "We."

Look at each other, slowly approach, touch your lips, and then embrace...

The background music sounded, the curtain was pulled down, and the whole play ended...

The movie will be filmed tomorrow and the TV series will be filmed next month, and it is still early.

The real situation is that Han Guo just smiled and went back without saying anything. There was nothing to do. In the afternoon, I had a meal together. Han Guo and Xu Xian said goodbye to Ms. Wang Lin and took the bus to go to the crew.

"I always feel like I'm in a hurry."

Xu Xian sat on the train with her chin on her back and looked at Han Guo and asked.

Han Guo was in a daze for a moment, came back to his senses and looked at Xu Xian, nodded and said, "Of course I was in a hurry. It only took a day in total."

Xu Xian turned his hair away, Liang Jingjing looked at Han Guo: "Next time I will stay here for a while and feel what I missed."

Han Guo was silent. He nodded for a while: "I have a chance."

Xu Xian was stunned and looked at him with a chuckle: "What does it mean to have a chance?"

Han Guo looked up: "Your schedule. You can be idle only if you finish the broadcast in March next year. It may not be necessary whether you remember it or not."

Xu Xian tilted his head and flicked his nose and said, "I must remember."

Look at each other, slowly approach, touch your lips, and then embrace...

The background music sounded, the curtain was pulled down, and the whole play ended...

Well, the truth is that I didn’t say anything. When I got off the bus at the place, Kim Yeon-ping was already waiting there. The movie will be filmed tomorrow and the TV series will be filmed next month. It’s still early now...

"In the next time... we won't contact you."

Han Guokai's room had not yet returned. He stayed here to have a meal with Xu Xian in the evening and said goodbye in advance.

Xu Xian was stunned and looked at him in confusion: "Afraid of disturbing me?"

Han Guo smiled: "I think we have to try the feeling of being together for a long time. Sooner or later, your focus will be shifted to filming and have other jobs at the same time. And I am just a writer. If I can only have one movie a year in South Korea, there may be more in the Celestial Empire, but it will be a long-distance relationship between two countries."

"Touch?"

Xu Xian was amused and crying: "Is it necessary to experience it deliberately?"

Xu Xianliang looked at Han Guo and said softly: "Aren't you afraid that your relationship will become weaker? You always have to wait until your relationship is stable before you try it?"

Han Guo was puzzled: "Why do you think our relationship is currently unstable?"

Xu Xian's tone stuttered, Liang Jingjing looked at Han Guo, just watched. After a while, his nose wrinkled for a while, Liang Jingjing said: "Just try."

Han Guo said, "Okay. I've made an appointment. One month. Try not to contact me."

Pointing at himself, Han Guo patted his chest: "I can do it. I'm afraid you miss me too much. I can't help but ask me to contact me, call me, etc., to meet, to hug me, to kiss..."

"I won't!"

Xu Xian hurriedly interrupted Han Guo or didn't know what to say again.

"Then...I'll leave."

Han Guo smiled and was about to go back to the room.

"I send you."

Xu Xian spoke and followed. Han Guo subconsciously turned to refuse, but looked at his bright eyes and had a "fat" face, and he didn't say anything about his refusal.

He smiled and reached out to signal. Xu Xian bent his lips and followed him into the room with him. He took the salute and checked out, and went all the way to the hotel gate.

"Don't go out again. I'm photographed again."

Han Guo signaled to Seo Hyun, and Seo Hyun stopped and looked at Han Guo who wanted to say something. Han Guo looked at Seo Hyun and suddenly stepped forward to his lips and retreated in an instant. The speed was so fast that no one around could react. But it was limited to the people around him. Because Seo Hyun himself felt it.

His cheeks were hot and he looked at Han Guo and smiled and turned around and walked out of the hotel. Xu Xian looked at him blankly, bent his lips for a while, and kept watching him get into a taxi and leave. Then he turned around and walked slowly towards the elevator. Then he accelerated his pace. Because there were still people around him who saw it and pointed at him. I hope no one took a photo and something happened.

It shouldn't be. She had already covered her face and trotted into the hotel.

"Oni."

Going back to the room and throwing himself onto the bed. Xu Xian looked at the ceiling, rubbed his lips, and chuckled. Suddenly the phone rang, and Xu Xian picked up and answered.

It was Lin Yuner's point. Xu Xian said softly with such a smile.

"...I look in a good mood. It's different for writer Han to accompany him, right?"

This Oni is smart. You can tell something just from your tone.

"I guessed wrongly."

Xu Xian pouted slightly: "Just sending him away."

Lin Yuner's tone stopped and she spoke in confusion: "Send it away!? Where to send it?"

Xu Xian sighed lightly, and turned over and fiddled with the pillow with a little complaint: "He said he didn't want to disturb my work, and he also wanted to try the feeling of falling in love with artists. He decided to go back and spend time with him. He also decided not to meet me for a month."

After pausing, Seo Hyun asked unsurely: "Ohni. Is this normal? Is he too much?"

Of course, Xu Xian was not asking for advice, but actually wanted to get some support from his good Ou Ni's best friend. For her Korean writer, as long as she was together, she would never be able to complain without any consciousness.
To be continued...