Trajectory 2: entangled curves

If some questions don't give you any results, then try asking something else.

Deng Qing: "I was outside that night."

Zhuge Qinuo: "And then?"

Deng Qing: "And then you didn't come out!"

"Puchi, so, you think he and I..." Zhuge Qinuo understood what Deng Qing wanted to say, "You think we slept together?"

Deng Qing: "It's nothing, actually. We are all adults now."

Zhuge Qinuo: "We didn't. It's impossible for him and I to be together. Is there only one room in that place?"

Deng Qing didn't know what to say.

Zhuge Qinuo: "Oh, I see. So, that kiss scene? You're taking revenge on me? Hahaha, why?"

Deng Qing recalled what he did at that time and felt it was very absurd and childish.

"It's just what the plot requires!" He immediately changed the subject, "Okay, you treat him as your brother, and you and your brother kissed. Does he treat you as his sister?"

Zhuge Qinuo: "Why, you peeked?"

Deng Qing: "I didn't peek at you. I was just afraid that you would get too excited and not care about anything. If you took off your costumes, it would be hard to explain to the stage management. I came after you to ask for your costumes and happened to see you like this.

"I left immediately, fearing to disturb your sweet love."

He immediately added.

After listening to this, Zhuge Qinuo raised his eyebrows and smiled, without making any comment. He took a sip of wine by himself and said, "Oh, deep love? It's just hurting each other."

Deng Qing: "Did you have a fight?"

Zhuge Qinuo: "Why are we quarreling?"

Deng Qing: "What are you going to do in the future?"

Zhuge Qinuo: "In the future? We never have a future."

"If I hadn't gotten divorced, he wouldn't have appeared in front of me again."

"We haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and he has been living his life."

"After I got married, I heard that he had a girlfriend abroad and changed girlfriends."

"He's going to have a fiancée soon. His parents and my godmother all know her. After his parents meet, I think his lifelong event will be decided."

"I'm divorced and he's getting married. Isn't that funny?"

"So, you only saw what you saw. But what you saw was not what you thought. He was just angry. He was angry when he saw us filming, filming the kissing scene. It was just that the monster in his heart came out."

"But it doesn't matter. We can go ten years without seeing each other, and I don't know how long it will be before I see him again. Maybe it will be another ten years."

"At that time, the demon beast in my heart had already been sealed. When we met again, he was a gentle and suave overseas returnee, and I was an unknown single mother with two children."

"Everything will return to the same state as before, and everything will be as peaceful as before."

Another sip of wine.

Deng Qing didn't want to stop her. He didn't want to stop her from drinking, nor did he want to stop her from talking about Huang Cangran. She kept talking like this, probably because she dared to say these words only when she was drunk.

Then he took a sip and said, "They say the entertainment industry is chaotic, but your life is okay. After such a passionate experience, how can it be calm next time you meet? I really don't understand you. What I don't understand even more is, if you have him in your heart, why did you marry someone else in the first place?"

Deng Qing asked the question that Zhuge Qinuo had never dared to think about or face.

"At that time? Why? Where do so many whys come from?" Zhuge Qinuo asked himself.

She also didn't know how to make Deng Qing immediately understand her past with Huang Cangran so that she could understand her choice.

"It's a long story. It's just fate. I won't tell you."

Her eyelids felt a little heavy, and she casually used the word "fate" to brush aside the question of why she married someone else.

But he said something else: "You know? Some people in this world love to fantasize."

This was a conversation about life, and he had never heard a woman talk about life like this. He was very interested.

“I am a person who loves fantasy.”

"Like me, I always have an ideal type in my heart, but my 'ideal type' just has some overlap with Huang Cangran's."

He took another sip. "Do you believe it? Some people can only be admired from afar, but not approached. They are the ones you should keep in your heart and think about secretly, but never want to get. Because once you get close, everything will become too real. And reality will pull you back to reality. The trivialities of reality will shatter beautiful fantasies into pieces."

“People always need a little bit of beauty.”

"And he may be the beauty in my heart."

"It doesn't occupy a large space in my heart, but it always has a small space. I don't have to remember its existence all the time, but I know deeply that it is always there."

Deng Qing looked at the woman in front of him who kept praising other men. It was hard for him to imagine how good Huang Cangran could be in her heart, so good that she didn't dare to get close to him.

He felt a little sad and distressed, and he even advised her like a friend: "If it's so good, wouldn't it be a pity not to try it? What if it's really good? What if you can be happy?"

"What if it's not good?"

"I don't have the guts to take Huang Cangran away just in case."

"I would rather be out of reach than have a one in ten thousand chance of something going wrong and have it shattered by the stark reality."

She held her face and closed her eyes.

It was all their decision. Deng Qing had no idea what had happened between them, so it was difficult for her to say more.

But she knew that Huang Cangran was her "cinnabar mole". He would always be in her heart, but she never asked for results.

He actually wanted to ask Mi Bei again. Because he felt that Mi Bei really treated her differently, but perhaps there would be another alternative way of getting along between him and her, and he felt that he should not gossip about it anymore, after all, Mi Bei's different attitude towards Zhuge Qinuo was just "what he felt".

We had no choice but to chat about something and drink some wine. We watched as the 16 bottles and jars were almost gone, with only three small bottles left.

He probably drank only about half of the 13 bottles.

"There are three bottles left. Drink them and go to sleep." While he was observing, Zhuge Qinuo took out another bottle and was about to find Deng Qing to toast.

"Ding" a text message came. Zhuge Qinuo was a little dizzy from drinking. He wanted to pick up his phone as a conditioned reflex, but his feet were so sore.

"Maybe my feet are numb because I've been squatting for too long." She stood up and took her cell phone. Before Deng Qing could help her, she sat down on the sofa.

She turned on her phone.

Huang Cangran: "Don't get drunk."

She knew exactly what Huang Cangran was going to say. She was also aware of her own behavior after drinking. But she felt that, except for talking too much, her mind was still clear, but she was very sleepy.

Deng Qing also saw the text message. After listening to Zhuge Qinuo's talk about Huang Cangran, he suddenly understood Huang Cangran's familiarity with Zhuge Qinuo.

"This sofa is so soft. I want to sleep on it."

Zhuge Qinuo sighed, then closed her eyes and looked very enjoyable, as if she would fall asleep in the next second.

Deng Qing understood the meaning of her words: "Then don't sleep here. I'm leaving. Go to bed."