Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Walk out from one of the crew's exclusive side doors.

"Noel."

You can tell it's Huang Cangran just by listening to the sound.

Following the sound, what came into view was a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

I haven't seen you for several months again, and it's different from the last two times I came back.

Huang Cangran was wearing a beige silhouette trench coat, medium-length textured hair with a 3:7 split, and a pair of dark but not dull glasses. Under the glasses were a pair of deep, smiling eyes.

Elite, definitely the business elite!

Just a glance at each other and a smile, and they completed the first moment of communication.

"Huang Cangran?" Zhuge Qinuo's expression asked.

"It's me. Are you surprised? Are you shocked?" Huang Cangran's eyes answered.

After staring at each other for a second, neither of them spoke.

Huang Cangran opened her arms, and Zhuge Qinuo knew what he meant. Although they had been in contact, he had never seen her completely come out of the shadow of divorce. Now, he wanted to embrace a brand new her.

She was grateful for his help during her divorce, so she passed by Deng Qing and naturally hugged him.

Deng Qing followed her gaze, watching her hop over as lightly as a little bird. It was the first time, in that second, that he saw her, as if she had taken off all the disguises and defenses of an adult, and was as innocent as a child.

Perhaps it was out of competitive instinct, but seeing the different reactions Zhuge Qinuo had between himself and the man opposite him made him feel his self-esteem was hurt.

What’s even more hateful is that the two people in front of him were completely unaware of his psychological changes, or they didn’t care at all.

"Perhaps at this moment, those two have no one else in their eyes."

"Why are you pretending to be cool? Aren't you hot?"

Deng Qing's secret criticism.

Zhuge Qinuo and Huang Cangran really didn’t care. They just hugged each other like friends and soon separated.

She asked, "When did you come? How did you know I would come out from here?"

"I came early and looked around. I just wanted to try my luck to see you here. If I can't wait for you for too long, I'll have to contact you. I didn't expect that I'd be lucky."

"You're dressed too formally!"

"Is that so?" Huang Cangran responded with a smile.

The two people communicated easily, but one of them couldn't wait any longer.

"Hello, I'm Deng Qing, nice to meet you. We're going to have dinner, let's go together."

Deng Qing extended her hand and invited him "sincerely".

"Okay, that's great. I've already booked a place. Let's go together."

Facing Deng Qing, Huang Cangran remained as calm as usual.

"Deng Qing, it may not be suitable for you to go to some places casually. It would be bad if you were photographed and recognized. You wouldn't be able to eat properly." Zhuge Qinuo thought that Huang Cangran lived abroad most of the time and didn't know Deng Qing's current status in the entertainment industry. It would be fine if he was calm, but he still had to express his concerns.

"I know, don't worry. As long as Mr. Deng is willing to go, that's good."

Huang Cangran gave her a reassuring look.

"Deng Qing, what about that?"

"go with!"

Deng Qing didn't hesitate at all.

"Why don't you all take my car and have a drink together later? I'll take you there tomorrow. My car is definitely not among the paparazzi's targets, so it's safe."

Huang Cangran gave thoughtful suggestions.

It seems that he still knows some rules and knows how to follow paparazzi. Zhuge Qinuo is now completely relieved.

"No need. Zhuge, you stay with your friend. Lend me your car. I have something to do and need to leave first."

Deng Qing politely declined.

"Cangran, I'd better follow Deng Qing. You drive in front and I'll follow you." Zhuge Qinuo read the alienation in Deng Qing's words and made a relatively wise choice.

She didn't want the relationship she had cultivated over the past few days to go to waste because of Huang Cangran's arrival.

"Okay." Huang Cangran is always the understanding one.

After booking a meeting place, the three of them drove separately.

Zhuge Qinuo brought Deng Qing to her Benz.

Just as I was about to get into the driver's seat, I heard Deng Qing, who had been silent all the way, say, "What are you doing?"

"Be your driver."

"You still have some conscience, but, female driver," he pouted halfway through his words, shook his head and continued, "I'm worried. Give me the keys."

Seeing that this moody actor had calmed down a bit, Zhuge Qinuo didn't want to disobey him anymore, so he handed the key to him obediently and went to open the back seat door himself.

"Hey, come to the front and chat." Deng Qing stopped him.

"Can't we sit in the back and chat?"

"If someone takes pictures of me, wouldn't it be safer for me to stay behind?"

"Alright, whatever you say is fine. Just stop giving me a cold shoulder and putting on airs in front of Huang Cangran. I just want to have a good meal!"

This is all that Zhuge Qinuo is thinking about at this moment.

Seeing him sitting obediently in the passenger seat, Deng Qing got into the driver's seat with satisfaction.

"It's a woman's car, clean, perfumed, and fancy."

There was no praise or criticism in the comments. Qinuo just nodded and smiled in response.

After that, the promised “chat” session never came.

After Zhuge Qinuo relaxed for a while, the car had already driven onto the highway. In front of him was the setting sun, which dyed half the sky red. Suddenly, he felt something strange in his heart.

I was just busy taking care of Deng Qing's emotions. The last time I sat in the passenger seat while someone else was driving on the highway was when I was driving in the heavy rain with Mi Bei.

In just half a year, her life has undergone many changes. Some people left, some came back, and some appeared. But who knows if those who came back will leave, and if those who appeared will disappear.

God loves to play jokes. And mortals like her are often the ones who are played jokes on. She doesn't know whether to be happy or sad about the gains and losses she has made.

Unable to think about it anymore, she chose to close her eyes.

"what happened to you?"

It seemed that Zhuge Qinuo was particularly quiet. She saw her eyes closed from the corner of her eye. Deng Qing was not stupid. She knew that she had something on her mind. The arrogance she had felt before was instantly shattered.

"What?" Zhuge Qinuo opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Your eyes are a little red." He even looked a little nervous and self-blaming.

"You're driving, and my eyes are tired, so I'll just close them for a while." She said it very easily, and didn't treat him as an outsider at all.

"You really know how to enjoy it." He didn't want to ask any more questions.

Zhuge Qinuo did not respond.

Soon.

"It's Cangran's car. Just tap him and he'll understand."

"Cangran Cangran, knowing your relationship, is it necessary for you to be so affectionate in front of me?"

Again!

“I’m just used to it.”

There was no unnecessary explanation, and the only result was a low pressure in the car.

Zhuge Qinuo also felt it.

"But fortunately, we are finally almost there. I can finally get away from this person who is full of negative emotions," she thought.

But the fact is that Deng Qing was not angry. She just felt vaguely that the relationship between Zhuge Qinuo and this man named Huang Cangran was not as simple as she said or as he saw.