Trajectory 2: entangled curves

The night is so cruel. The silence in the air is like a knife. Every breath will leave dense wounds in the body.

Zhuge Qinuo was suffering the torture of slow slicing.

"Ding dong!"

The empty room was startled by the sound of the doorbell.

"It's so late, who could it be?"

She wanted to get up and open the door, but found that her hands and feet were numb from squatting for so long.

He hunched his back and glanced at the peephole out of habit. It was Deng Qing's assistant.

She opened the door but didn't go in.

She was in a mess, and only poked her head out from behind the door to ask, "Assistant Liu! What do you want to talk to me about? Is it for tomorrow's script?"

When he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse.

"I'm looking for you." Deng Qing flashed out from the side.

He smelled of alcohol and looked a little decadent.

Deng Qing's image made Zhuge Qinuo realize that what happened before was at least uncomfortable and unhappy for him.

All his worries and all the bad things that had happened disappeared.

She couldn't help but wipe her swollen eyes and smiled: "Why are you still hiding aside?"

"Why is your voice so hoarse? And why was I hiding away? It was you who didn't come out and didn't see me. Is that convenient?"

"Would you like to come in and talk?" she asked.

"What do you think?" he replied.

After saying that, he walked straight into her room, which was a small suite.

As soon as Zhuge Qinuo came back, he leaned on the sofa and cried. There was no sign of other people coming and going in the room, making it look particularly tidy.

Deng Qing smiled with satisfaction: "It's very luxurious!"

Then she sat on the sofa and saw Zhuge Qinuo was still talking to her assistant. After Assistant Liu left, she came in and opened the door firmly.

"What are you doing?" Deng Qing actually had a lot to say to Zhuge Qinuo. He really needed a private space with her, and her behavior made him quite dissatisfied. "Don't you want to stay with me?"

I don’t know if it was because he had been drinking, but he spoke quite bluntly.

But it's true. He had said such hurtful words when filming at night. Now, Zhuge Qinuo no longer cared whether it was straightforward or not.

She patiently said to him, "No, I'm afraid it will affect your reputation. You'll be accused of 'playing the script' again. It's better not to accuse you of such a false charge."

"What's more, it's with someone like me." She added at the end.

Deng Qing knew why she said that.

As she spoke, she went to boil some water. "I'll ask Assistant Liu to get some scripts. Come in and out of our door more often. We can chat without worrying about it. If you want to drink, that's fine. There's some in the room."

"Bar." Deng Qing listened to her chatter, and seeing that she was always thinking about herself, his tone softened a little, "You don't have to talk like that. I'm here to apologize."

Zhuge Qinuo: "If an apology is useful..."

Deng Qing: “You…”

"Deng Qing!"

Deng Qing thought she was going to avoid the topic again and was about to interrupt her when Assistant Liu walked in.

Zhuge Qinuo went forward and said, “Thank you!”

Assistant Liu looked at Deng Qing again, and seeing that he didn't even turn his head, he said goodbye to Zhuge Qinuo and left.

Zhuge Qinuo put aside the script brought by Assistant Liu, and then took all the wine from the small bar in the room to the coffee table next to the sofa. "I just asked Assistant Liu to bring the wine from your room. This is the most we can drink. Let's forget about the unpleasantness in the past, okay?"

"That's fine, but..." Deng Qing looked at her.

Zhuge Qinuo: "No buts... It's fine. Wait for a moment, I'll go wash my face."

"What a troublesome woman."

“But this wine is terrible.”

"You're treating me to a drink, is this all I'm drinking?"

Deng Qing's complaints came one after another.

Although she spoke harshly, he had already noticed her red and swollen eyes from crying.

Zhuge Qinuo didn't care about these complaints at all. I didn't notice it before, but now looking at his behavior, it's very similar to how Huang Cangran went against her back then.

It’s just that Deng Qing is clearly in his thirties, but he acts like a child.

But he does look young, still a handsome guy. In the entertainment industry, people in their 30s can still play young people as long as they take good care of themselves, so his mind is still so young, very childish.

She washed her face and said, "Don't think like that."

"Ding"

A text message.

Does anyone still use text messages these days? Deng Qing took a look at Zhuge Qinuo's phone while she was away.

Huang Cangran: "Don't drink."

He shook his head helplessly: "You have to know a person well to be able to predict that she will drink, even at the right time." "Also, I didn't peek, I was just too bored and took a quick glance, and those words came into my eyes on their own."

He comforted himself like this.

Zhuge Qinuo came out after washing her face, still wearing a headband with two small ears on it. When she walked to the coffee table, she picked up a small bottle of wine and handed it to Deng Qing. The moment he took the wine, he looked at her a few more times.

Without her heavy makeup, she doesn't look old at all, but instead looks more youthful.

The dim light concealed some minor blemishes on her face, making her skin as smooth and delicate as if she had turned on a beauty filter.

Everything is beautiful except my swollen eyes.

He suddenly felt upset.

He swore that he was not obsessed with beauty, but it was rare to see a woman with "real natural face". Nowadays, many so-called "pure natural face" women do not have makeup, but everything from eyebrows and eyelashes to skin and eye corners to bone cutting and glue filling has been changed. What's the point of being natural? Xu Fei also studied Zhuge Qinuo's face in front of the camera. If he said it was natural, it was natural.

This was the look she had just shown after crying, so he couldn't help but observe her for a while longer.

Just as he wasn't paying attention, Zhuge Qinuo had already finished the whole bottle.

"Hey, that's not how you drink this wine." He looked at her in disbelief.

"Don't you want to chat? It's only fair that I make up for what you drank earlier."

When the second small bottle was gulped down, Assistant Liu brought the wine to Deng Qing's room.

Looking at the 16 small bottles and jars on the table, she suddenly said, "These bottles are so cute."

"Ding" another text message came, even Deng Qing knew who it was.

The phone was very close to him, and he pretended to glance at it casually. Zhuge Qinuo also glanced at it casually.

Who else could it be if not Huang Cangran at this time?

"Don't mix the drinks."

"Hello, you have a message." Deng Qing reminded "kindly".

"Let him be!" she answered.

"You're not going to get drunk so quickly?"

Deng Qing's originally gloomy heart and that bit of gloom were shattered by Zhuge Qinuo's actions.

He came over to apologize on the one hand, but on the other hand, he really wanted to know what the woman in front of him was trying to do and what exactly happened between her and that man.

Now, especially thinking about it.