Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Deng Qing knew it was Mi Bei who knocked on the door without having to guess.

As soon as the door opens...

"You're in big trouble!" Mi Bei, wearing a mask, quickly entered the room and whispered, "Just wait for your agent to nag you!"

Deng Qing didn't take it seriously. He went into the house and poured two glasses of red wine. He took one for himself and sat on the sofa: "I'm not afraid."

"Is it my agent who wants to nag me? Or do you want to call me to task?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mi Bei came in, put down what he was holding, and took a glass of wine. "Where's Zhuge?"

Deng Qing pointed upwards.

"Your room?" Mi Bei frowned unconsciously.

Deng Qing: "Look at you, what's that expression? Can I still eat her?"

"Who is it that insists that we don't need to mention it again?"

"I'm changing clothes. What do you think?"

Mi Bei asked, "So, your mysterious female guest is really her. And you haven't told me yet?"

Deng Qing: "I told you. I told you that I took this event temporarily just for her. Did you believe me when I told you that?"

"Now let me tell you why I took this event for her, and in the end it was for you, do you believe it?"

"Even if I told you she was there, would you still come with me? Haven't you been avoiding her and saying you were not ready?" Deng Qing asked Mi Bei.

"You also said that I can't face her yet. I managed to keep our distance. I'm not good enough. What do you think I should do? What exactly do you want me to do?" Mi Bei lost his temper.

Deng Qing: "What should I do? If you don't want to see me, just don't see me. I'm not holding a knife to your neck."

"Whatever you want to do, follow your heart. That night, you were ready to rush forward to save the beautiful girl. Why are you afraid now?"

"Zhuge Qinuo, is it a demon or a ghost? Did it do anything to you?"

"You want to become stronger and bigger, but you just disappear without a word? Who can stand this? Don't just take advantage of others' understanding and do this, okay?"

"We are all human beings. What's the matter? If you tell her what's in your heart, she won't understand or something."

"I brought you here to relax and build up your courage. At least we can have an explanation and some progress. Seeing you like this, day after day, without a day off, like a machine, I feel upset."

Deng Qing finished speaking and sat down to drink. If it weren't for Mi Bei, he would have pursued Zhuge Qinuo regardless of the consequences. In his opinion, everything he did now was the greatest generosity to Mi Bei, but Mi Bei didn't know how to cherish it and kept avoiding it.

"There's nothing wrong with me being the way I am now." Mi Bei had lost his confidence. Yes, he just wasn't confident enough. His so-called efforts, trying to become more mature before meeting her, were nothing but a form of escape and childishness.

He was indeed not prepared, not completely confident, not in the best condition. He felt a tightness in his chest when talking about this topic.

Not wanting to continue chatting, he ran to the balcony. He looked at the sea and took a few deep breaths. Since he had to face it, he had to adjust his mentality and show the best state he could.

Zhuge Qinuo heard Deng Jing go downstairs, and heard the sound of wind blowing in, thinking that Deng Jing went to the balcony. He took off his shoes with peace of mind and prepared to change clothes.

Mi Bei took a few deep breaths and turned to face the room. Only then did he realize that the floor-to-ceiling windows allowed him to see the situation on the second floor clearly.

"She wants to change clothes?" He was speechless for a moment, he saw it too clearly.

He subconsciously looked around and wanted to go into the house to tell Zhuge Qinuo. He didn't want this silly woman to be seen by others.

But there was only the vast sea around him, no human figure, and he suddenly couldn't move. That figure had been so close before, but now, they were like now, they could see each other, but there was an invisible wall between them.

Zhuge Qinuo was completely unaware of what was happening. She took off her shoes and began to touch the straps of her dress. The dress she was wearing was very simple and the skirt naturally slipped off when she pulled the two straps.

She was only wearing a bra and a pair of underwear.

Mi Bei's blood boiled. Except for her small breasts, which he seemed to be very clear about, the rest of her body was quite well-proportioned. Especially...

"What is she doing?" Mi Bei watched Zhuge Qinuo kneel down and climb onto the bed with her plump buttocks slightly raised.

His Adam's apple rolled.

She picked up the dress on the bed and looked at it for a while, then reached behind her to untie the straps of her bra.

"Oh my god, she is so..."

Between continuing to look and not looking, Mibei gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and chose to turn around and face the sea.

His heart was so nervous that it was about to jump out. It wasn't that he didn't want to watch, but he was afraid that he couldn't help it.

God really plays tricks on us. I didn’t dare to see it before, but now I can see it completely.

He has acted in some idol dramas and worked with many actresses, so he should be completely immune to this kind of situation, but he felt like a voyeur and his heart was beating so fast.

He comforted himself to stay calm and just thought he saw her wearing a bikini on the beach.

Zhuge Qinuo just adjusted the bra straps and had no intention of taking them off. Although there was gauze on the shoulders of the dress, it was not good to expose the straps.

After putting on my clothes, I instinctively looked for a reflective object to see the effect, and then I saw myself in the floor-to-ceiling window far away opposite.

It looks so beautiful in the blur, and I can't help but sigh: "Clothes make the man."

Go downstairs!

Mi Bei turned around as if he had sensed something. He didn't go in right away, but looked at her through the glass.

Deng Qing also saw Zhuge Qinuo.

She was walking down the stairs in her snow-white, sparkling dress.

The steps were small and she walked carefully carrying her dress.

The light makeup makes her look softer and purer under the lighting; the casually scattered curly hair seems to express laziness and sexiness; the dress matches her upright but not stiff posture, which is noble.

Apart from charming, he couldn't think of any other adjectives to describe her at the moment. He had seen her in the play, noble, and her temperament exceeded his expectations; he had also seen her next door, in that white T-shirt.

After so many years in the industry, he believed that he was definitely not a person who looked at appearance. But at this moment, she was contradictory yet harmoniously beautiful. That feeling was indescribable and could not be compared to any other woman.

He was a little lost in thought. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and other than this reason, he could not think of any other reason to explain his high evaluation and deep obsession with her beauty and temperament.

A gentleman loves a beautiful lady. A smile appeared on his lips unconsciously, and he stood up involuntarily. He looked at her lovingly, imagining that she was his bride and he was her groom.

It's just a brief thought, it's not illegal.

Although he knew that Mi Bei had her in his heart, and although he knew that she had someone in her heart, whether it was Mi Bei or the man surnamed Huang, the person in her heart was not him, but it did not affect his unreasonable love for her at all. The kind of love that slightly exceeded friendship, but did not have any unreasonable expectations.

Coming back to his senses and putting aside his delusions, he felt that he was at least luckier than Mi Bei because he was able to put himself in the right position and keep a good attitude.

After all, love is a fairy tale and friendship lasts forever.