Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

"You don't care who I am."

While Song Xun was still thinking, Zheng Lanxing had already responded without any hesitation.

"Don't talk like that."

Zheng Lanxing tilted his head: "What did I say?"

His eyes were fixed on Song Xun, making Song Xun feel that he would be dead if he dared to say a bad word today.

"It's okay, you continue."

Song Xun always gives in quickly.

Only then did Zheng Lanxing give up and turn away.

He Chong glanced back and forth at the two of them, and said calmly: "Are you Jinyan's friend? It doesn't look like one."

Zheng Lanxing picked up the cup and took a sip of water: "What's not the same? Tell me more."

He had already drunk that water. Song Xun stared at the cup and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say it out loud. It might become more awkward if he brought it up at this time.

He Chong's eyes also fell on the glass of water, and he said, "Jinyan's friends are more like gentle, polite, and considerate people."

Zheng Lanxing sneered and leaned back: "I am his friend. It seems that your eyesight is not very good."

The smile on He Chong's face faded a little. Zheng Lanxing stared at him with interest and asked casually, "Are you a star?"

“I prefer the title of actor.”

Zheng Lanxing: "Really? What TV series have you acted in? I don't think I've seen you much."

His attitude of criticizing others is even more arrogant than that of a director during a casting interview.

He Chong could no longer maintain the expression on his face, and said coldly: "I don't like to pursue fame and exposure. It's normal that you haven't met me."

"All unpopular celebrities like to say this." Zheng Lanxing said casually.

The expression on He Chong's face could no longer be described as ugly: "This gentleman is really good at talking."

The tit-for-tat atmosphere between the two of them had become so intense that it could no longer be ignored. Song Xun tried to ease the situation and persuade them several times, but was always squeezed out by their intense back-and-forth confrontation.

Zheng Lanxing's mouth was so vicious, he had no scruples at all, and had no scruples about offending anyone. In the end, He Chong was so angry that he turned around and left without even saying hello to Feng Yuanyisongxun.

Song Xun wanted to say it just now, but now he couldn't hold it back anymore: "You're going too far."

He Chong was a friend invited by Feng Yuanyi, but he was so angry when they met for the first time that he left, and was also inexplicably ridiculed.

Zheng Lan's thin eyelids drooped, and his eyes turned cold in an instant: "Say it again."

Song Xun's confidence dropped: "You are so rude."

"You're talking to me about being polite? I shouldn't have bothered with you. I don't know what you're thinking about all day. You'll just count the money if you're sold."

Song Xun felt insulted and whispered back, "We are talking about He Chong now."

"You're already doing maintenance? You've only known each other for two hours, but you quickly fell in love with someone else. If I had come later, you two would have gone to meet your parents."

The two of them started arguing without realizing it, and Feng Yuanyi, who was sitting alone opposite them, didn't dare to say a word.

He seemed to have figured out something. Zheng Lanxing's attitude didn't seem to indicate that he didn't care about Chen Jinyan at all. So he asked He Chong to make a wasted trip today, and maybe even ended up making things worse.

Feng Yuanyi was afraid that Zheng Lanxing would come to his senses and settle the score with him, so he tried to move further inside and didn't dare to say a word.

How could Song Xun possibly win the argument over Zheng Lanxing? In the end, he got himself into trouble. According to what Zheng Lanxing said, he should be grateful to him for coming to the rescue today instead of helping He Chong to repay him with evil.

Song Xun's logic was completely gone, and Zheng Lanxing was finally willing to give up.

Before leaving, he left behind some confusing words.

"You really smile happily at everyone."

Song Xun opened his mouth, thinking that he hadn't provoked Zheng Lanxing recently, so why was he so angry?

Feng Yuanyi came over and sat down: "You are quite fast, tell me how you did it."

"what?"

"Stop pretending." Feng Yuanyi patted him, "Why are you being so modest in front of me?"

Song Xun was at a loss. Feng Yuanyi rolled his eyes at him and said, "How did you get Zheng Lanxing?"

Zheng Lanxing? Capture? He could understand each of these words, and when they were combined together, they instantly became profound and obscure.

Song Xun opened his eyes wide, stared at Feng Yuanyi for a long time, and asked, "Why do you think so?"

Feng Yuanyi observed for a moment, and after realizing that he really didn't understand, he excitedly slapped his thigh and said, "He definitely likes you. The reason he targeted He Chong is because he's jealous."

Song Xun had no experience in love and didn't understand. In his opinion, Zheng Lanxing's visit was more like creating conflicts and was definitely not a sign of love.

Moreover, the direction of the plot has been deeply imprinted in his mind. Zheng Lanxing likes him, so this situation will never happen.

"Why don't you understand?" Feng Yuan stamped his feet anxiously, "My intuition and experience won't be wrong."

Song Xun pursed his lips stubbornly and said nothing.

In the end, the two disagreed and went home.

On the way back, Song Xun thought of Feng Yuanyi's words and asked 996: "Zheng Lanxing...does he like me?"

"No." 996 is a staunch supporter of the plot, and this sentence seems like a fantasy to him.

"Yeah, I don't think so either."

Ever since the last time I parted ways with Zheng Lanxing, I haven’t been in touch for nearly half a month, and this month’s assignment has not been finalized yet.

Song Xun felt a little regretful about the last quarrel with Zheng Lanxing, even though the quarrel was entirely unilaterally caused by Zheng Lanxing.

But it is still undeniable that the relationship that was hard-earned has completely collapsed.

Song Xun rolled back and forth on the sofa with the phone in both hands, wriggling like a silkworm pupa in a tangle.

He wanted to send a message to Zheng Lanxing, trying to get him out so as to complete the task.

But the most likely possibility is that he took the initiative to curse on the phone, after all, the last time was not pleasant.

Amidst the struggle, a new situation emerged.

During the first three days of the month, Chen Pei and a few others wanted to take advantage of the weekend to go skiing. The location was set in Taipei City, and the round trip would take at least three days.

After learning that Zheng Lanxing would not go on this trip, Chen Pei decisively took Song Xun with him.

This trip will be directly until next month. Song Xun is of course unwilling to go, but Chen Pei drags him over with one sentence saying that young people should go out and exercise more.

Song Xun is a procrastinating person, and as a result, this month's mission may be at risk of not being completed.

He carefully asked 996: "What will happen if the mission is not completed?"

"Points deducted."

Song Xun's heart was bleeding. On the way to the airport, he tried to say to Chen Pei again: "Brother, can I not go?"

"Why are you resisting so much?" Chen Pei cast a suspicious look over. The more Song Xun resisted, the more certain he became of his thoughts.

Chen Jinyan has liked Zheng Lanxing for so long, how can she just let go?

Chen Pei decided to bring Chen Jinyan along after hearing that Zheng Lanxing would not go on this trip. This was to prevent Chen Jinyan from taking advantage of his absence and continuing to get close to Zheng Lanxing.

He would never allow any chance of a resurgence.

Song Xun felt sorry for his points lost along the way, and was led by Chen Pei to the airport waiting room.

Zhao Huo and his companions have arrived. Chen Pei checked the time and said, "You can board the plane now."

"Someone hasn't arrived yet." Zhao Huo looked outside the waiting room.

Chen Pei frowned: "Who else?"

Several people avoided his gaze, their guilty consciences clearly evident.

Song Xun seemed to be sensing something and looked back. He saw an exceptionally tall and straight figure walking towards him slowly.

As if he noticed the gaze, the man raised the corners of his narrow eyes and met Song Xun's gaze.

It was Zheng Lanxing. Song Xun was instantly happy. He waved at Zheng Lanxing and also waved towards his own points.

Chen Pei's face darkened, and when he saw Song Xun's silly smile, his face became even uglier. He even had an impulse to pull Song Xun away.

He forced himself to restrain himself. After all, he was not an impulsive person. Doing so would only make things awkward and make him lose face.

Zhao Huo put on his bag and said, "Everyone is here, let's go."

Zheng Lanxing was lagging behind alone, walking leisurely and slowly, lagging behind by a distance.

Song Xun looked back from time to time and slowed down his pace, resulting in him being pulled forward by Chen Pei.

"Walk faster." Chen Pei was dissatisfied.

Song Xun had no choice but to give up looking back and quicken his pace.

The six people boarded the plane cabin one after another. Song Xun's seat was in the middle, next to the window. There were only three rows of seats in the first-class cabin. Zhao Huo and Qiao Bin were in the back row, and Liu Pei and Shu Huan were in the front row.

Someone sat down next to him. Song Xun turned his head and saw Zheng Lanxing reading a magazine on the plane, not looking at him.

He seemed to still be angry about what happened last time and his expression was very cold.

Song Xun had no choice but to look away. It was his first time on a plane, and he looked out the window with some curiosity.

But soon, he was no longer in the mood to be curious.

Song Xun was airsick. There was a loud roar in his ears, and he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. Most importantly, he had a headache, as if someone was hitting him on the head with a sledgehammer.

After taking off for a while, the symptoms did not improve. Song Xun didn't know that there was a vomit bag installed next to the seat. He staggered to his feet and rushed to the toilet.

As he passed by, Song Xun's legs felt numb and his heart skipped a beat. The feeling that he was about to fall down made him instinctively look for something to support himself and steady himself.

The feeling of tense muscles under his hand made him look up stiffly. Zheng Lanxing was looking down at a magazine, and Song Xun's hand was resting on his thigh.

At this moment, the strong sense of embarrassment even overshadowed the physical discomfort.

"Yeah, sorry."

Zheng Lanxing glanced at him calmly, and said in a cold voice: "Maybe you should take your hand away first."

Song Xun looked down dizzy and realized that his hand was still on Zheng Lanxing's leg. He quickly withdrew his hand and apologized again: "I'm sorry."

Perhaps noticing his discomfort, Zheng Lanxing didn't care and continued to look down at the magazine in his hand.

Song Xun went into the toilet and vomited, then washed his face with water.

After a while, I finally felt better.

On the way back, Song Xun was very careful this time. Although there was plenty of space in the seat, Zheng Lanxing's legs, which were casually half-closed, still occupied half of the space.

He returned to his seat almost sticking to the seat in the row in front of him.

After a while, Song Xun heard Zheng Lanxing ask the flight attendant to get a bottle of water.

There was a subtle sound of a bottle cap being twisted, and a bottle of water was handed to him. Song Xun blinked his still moist eyes, unable to believe that Zheng Lanxing would actually twist the bottle cap for him.

This was always his job before.

Almost feeling honored, Song Xun took the water solemnly: "Thank you."

Two hours later, the plane landed on time.

The driver had been waiting outside the airport for a long time. When he saw Zheng Lanxing, he straightened up slightly and said, "Mr. Zheng."

The car door slid open, Zheng Lanxing nodded, and got in the car first.

Some people didn't bring any luggage and traveled light.

The destination is a small town located in the mountains, covered with snow all year round. It was later transformed into a ski resort and the tourism industry gradually developed.

Song Xun lay by the window, staring outside, looking like a fool who had never seen the world.

Shu Huan laughed, thinking that his expression was funny, and reminded him, "Little brother, it's time to get off the bus."

Song Xun came to his senses and followed everyone out of the car.

The town covered with ice and snow is beautiful and dreamy. It is white everywhere. The houses, ground and trees are also covered with snow. Only the winding road in the middle is exposed.

Song Xun was frozen by the cold air and shivered in his down jacket, but it still couldn't dispel his excitement and joy.

Just standing here, he felt as if his body and mind were cleansed. He liked it here.

Song Xun didn't know where they were going, so he just looked around and didn't even notice the frost on his eyelashes.

Suddenly, a shadow fell in front of his eyes, and the hood of his down jacket fell down. The hood was too big and blocked half of Song Xun's vision.

He had to look up and saw Zheng Lanxing passing him in one move. His voice was wrapped in the snow: "Hurry up. If you lose us, no one will spend time looking for you."

Song Xun pulled his hat back and hurried to catch up.

He felt that Zheng Lanxing was trying to scare him. Even if he really lost her, no one could guarantee it, but Chen Pei would definitely come to find him. Besides, he would definitely not lose her.

In the front was a store that specialized in selling ski equipment. Song Xun had never tried skiing before and didn't know much about it, so he followed behind a few people and saw what they took and took something himself.

Chen Pei noticed him and chose another set of inner protective gear.

Turning around, Song Xun saw Zheng Lanxing holding a big green turtle with a hip protector in his hand.

The big, soft, brightly colored turtle didn't match Zheng Lanxing at all. Song Xun couldn't imagine Zheng Lanxing wearing it while skiing.

Just as Song Xun was thinking about the picture, the big turtle fell from the sky. Song Xun had no time to react. He just stared at the turtle falling and got hit on the head.

The big turtle bounced softly and rolled twice on the ground.

Zheng Lanxing was incredulous, and looked at Song Xun as if he was a fool: "Don't you know how to catch it or dodge it? Is it fun to hit it?"

Song Xun picked up the turtle on the ground and dusted it off, feeling aggrieved. He thought that if Zheng Lanxing hadn't thrown him, he wouldn't have been hit. But now he was biting back.

Song Xun returned the turtle to Zheng Lanxing. Facing Zheng Lanxing's unmoved gaze, he could not help but say, "Yours."

Zheng Lanxing said disdainfully: "For you."

Putting aside the lethality of his expression, Song Xun looked down at the green turtle with two green bean eyes on its head and felt resistance in his heart.

Chen Pei did not miss the situation here. He glanced at the turtle and said, "Take it."

For pure beginners, this thing is indeed more suitable. It can better protect the spine when practicing basic standing posture and falling safely.

Song Xun had no choice but to accept it, feeling a little unhappy.

The picture I just imagined doesn't look cool at all when it is transferred to myself.