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I don't know if he was cheating or not. Anyway, Song Mingxuan took out his mobile phone for someone, made a call to make an appointment, and then went to the hospital without stopping.

On the way to the hospital, he could feel the other party's gaze from time to time, and when he finally couldn't bear it and was about to explode, the other party restrained himself.

Song Mingxuan: ...

When they arrived at the hospital, they lined up to register and followed the signs to the department they should go to.

There are a lot of people in the hospital every day, no matter what item they are checking, they have to queue up slowly.

Yuanchou and Song Mingxuan sat together on the bench in the hospital, lowered their heads so that their expressions could not be seen clearly, and waited boredly, allowing him to sort out his messy mood.

He came to Song Mingxuan on impulse, but he couldn't say he regretted it.

Xu Shi had been alone for too long, and finally met someone he was passionate about. He didn't want to give up easily, and it was also because of the bad things that He Zhou brought to him that he wanted to find someone to share with.

Grandpa and grandma are old, and he doesn't want to get angry with the old man with this incident, although he really wants to know if they know that he is not their grandson.

Song Mingxuan is the only person who can talk to him over and over again and he is willing to talk to him.

"Original Sorrow, Original Sorrow!"

The person who was immersed in his own thoughts came back to his senses, and Yuanchou raised his head in a little confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Your number has been called." Song Mingxuan looked at the person who was wandering in surprise, "Why are you still in a daze?"

"Oh, I see." Yuanchou stood up, ignoring Song Mingxuan's probing eyes.

Song Mingxuan sighed alone in the bench, what the hell is going on?

He didn't have the idea of ​​further relationship with others, but in this life-threatening accident, the other party was desperate to protect himself, flashing by from time to time when he was in a daze, and his body could even feel the aura emitted by the other party at that time. Temperature, and a light mint aroma in the nose.

What a hassle.

Could their previous relationship make each other so desperate?Then why when filming, but...

Song Mingxuan didn't understand Yuanchou, and he was too lazy to understand. He didn't want to owe favors. If the other party wanted to continue to be friends with him, he wouldn't take the initiative to alienate him. But if he wanted something else, he would naturally be willing to pay it back. Just do it.

He felt that he had thought things through perfectly, and there should be no omissions.

After coming out of the hospital, at about 01:30 in the afternoon, they received a call from the traffic police, and they agreed to record the transcript tomorrow morning, and then they had a simple lunch and took a rest.

After the inspection, the two of them were fine, except that some places needed to be smeared with bruise medicine.

Song Mingxuan bought a mask on the way. After thinking about it, he thought it was unnecessary, so he didn't buy a hat. Finally, he didn't wander around with a plain face. He and Yuanchou sat in a small restaurant by the side of the road, and ordered a rice bowl to satisfy their food and clothing. question.

The small restaurant is also worthy of being a small restaurant. There is no air conditioner, only a whirling fan.

The tables and chairs were barely wiped clean, and the hands didn't feel too greasy to the touch. Even if they had, they couldn't be more picky, after all, the meals were all ordered.

But today's weather is not suitable for traveling, the sun is a bit harsh, and after a short stay in the sun, you will be covered in sweat.

Song Mingxuan secretly thanked himself for wearing sunscreen when he went out, otherwise his skin would be a few degrees darker suddenly.

"I'm going to buy a parasol." Yuanchou is also a person who is going to enter the entertainment industry, and he still cares about his image, otherwise he has traveled so many places, and he would have turned dark early.

Song Mingxuan nodded, picked up the fan flyer sent by others and fanned himself: "Have you put on sunscreen?"

Yuanchou decided to temporarily use a fan to shade the sun: "It's painted, how about you?"

"Sure." Song Mingxuan.

Yuanchou stepped into the big sun, Song Mingxuan waited to blow a fan in the restaurant, the wind was still hot, so he kept fanning himself.

After playing with the phone for a while, he found that the phone was getting hot. Song Mingxuan had to stop and fan the wind to cool down. He looked outside boredly, and saw a milk tea shop opened diagonally across the street. A bunch of girls in cool clothes gathered in front of the milk tea shop. His gaze unexpectedly collided with the girl who was looking inside.

Song Mingxuan was startled for a moment, and moved away as if nothing had happened, but the girl opposite her eyes widened, she turned on her phone excitedly, and discussed with the little friend next to her excitedly after confirming something.

He knew nothing.

After waiting another three or four minutes, Yuanchou came back holding an umbrella. Song Mingxuan observed for a long time, one?

"Sorry, I only have enough money on me." Yuanchou explained.

Song Mingxuan's brows that were about to be frowned were relaxed: "It's okay."

"So, have you rested?" Yuan Chou asked.

Song Mingxuan: "Don't you take a break?"

"It's very hot here." Yuanchou, "It's hot no matter what, there is an air conditioner."

Song Mingxuan: "Let's go."

Since people said that they had run out of money, Song Mingxuan paid for the taxi.

After experiencing life and death together, they are not simply peers, but have become more complicated and really celebrate birthdays for people.

Song Mingxuan saw that his hands were empty, and felt embarrassed belatedly, he didn't hide it, and said directly: "I didn't prepare a gift, what do you want?"

Yuanchou was taken aback by his question, flattered and said: "No, it's fine when you come."

Song Mingxuan suddenly approached the man's face, his eyes were deep and clear, fully reflecting the slightly flustered expression of Yuan You, watching the blush gradually spread on the man's fair face, the long and narrow eyes were covered with broken water, he Tilting his head: "You... are so strange."

Yuanchou held up the umbrella, and his upper body kept falling back until his waist was at the limit of flexibility. After struggling several times, the hanging hand finally landed on Song Mingxuan's arm. He lowered his eyebrows and eyes, surprisingly soft, and his tone was very soft, like Afraid of disturbing anyone: "What's so strange?"

"I feel that Yuanchou was different when you and I were together in Peerless Master." Song Mingxuan was standing up, looking straight at Yuanchou, "Why did you become so sissy?"

Sensing the disgust hidden in his words, Yuanchou pursed her lips, appearing a little silent.

Song Mingxuan raised his forehead, and felt that what he said just now was a little inappropriate, and they were not familiar enough to fight each other. Seeing people bowing their heads, his words were probably taken into consideration: "Sorry, I'm not That means, I mean... quite girly and cute..."

Forget it, he'd better shut up and talk about stuff.

He changed the subject: "Take me to the restaurant you ordered."

"...Okay." Yuan Chou said.

Song Mingxuan felt a chill all over his body when he saw the person who seemed to be bullied by him. Could this person be pretending?He didn't think that a very villainous person would be so fragile, and it was ridiculous to be dejected by his one or two words.

The atmosphere between the two fell silent.

"Birthday present, I will make it up later." Song Mingxuan added.

Yuanchou didn't refuse, and nodded.

It seemed that the previous matter had just been revealed. He and Song Mingxuan were just like real friends, making an appointment to go out to eat, drink and have fun.

After they got off the taxi, they walked for a while, and then walked into the alley, making many detours, and when Song Mingxuan couldn't remember the way they came, they arrived.

He looked ahead at the only place that looked like a restaurant in a string of eateries. Even after two o'clock in the afternoon, it was still full of customers.

Among those guests, you can still see many people taking pictures with their mobile phones.

"Shall we go in now?" Song Mingxuan asked.

Yuanchou wondered: "Aren't you hot?"

"Hot..." Song Mingxuan.

Yuanchou: "Go in, it has a box here, let's go to the box to rest."

Song Mingxuan: "Yeah." He tugged on the sultry mask, hesitating whether to take it out, anyway, he is quite confused now, no one knows him, and he didn't come out to do any bad things.

Adhering to being upright and not afraid of the shadow slanting, he took off the mask, and the moment he came into contact with the air-conditioning in the restaurant, he felt alive.

Yuanchou was negotiating with the restaurant owner, and soon a waiter came to guide them to the private room.

And not far away, there is a fat man with a medium build but a good appearance, who is taking pictures of the dishes on the table with his mobile phone. If you are a person who knows a little about food, you will find that the other party is a very famous food blogger. Main - fat product.

Fatty Pin has gained a lot of popularity because of its appetizing food appearance and conscientious food recommendations. Once the basic video is released, it will exceed 30 views, and countless views will exceed one million. The increase in popularity will also cause some people to In order to prove that he is not a posing, he usually broadcasts live first, and then edits the video and publishes it on the video platform.

The flow of people in today's live broadcast is about the same as his usual live broadcast. He thanked the viewers who gave him gifts one by one, raised his mobile phone and took a picture of the surrounding situation, proving that he did not lie. This store is really popular, and he waited I have been here for more than an hour, I have eaten a lot, and I have ordered some dishes and are waiting, so I can clearly compare the difference between the people around and the previous group.

The explanation is not the entrustment of the restaurant owner.

[Just here, where is this place?It looks so appetizing〕

[I'll go, I wanted to come to this store before, but I lost my way, or the police uncle took me home]

[Pinpin show us the menu]

[I saw it before, the price is very affordable]

[Wait, what did I find out! 〕

[Pipin, take pictures of the people around you! 〕

[Quick tasting! 〕

Fatty Pin had a puzzled expression on his face: "What's the matter? Could it be that you really asked for an entrustment here?" He still followed the request of the audience masters.

[Fuck!Be a star! 〕

〔Who? 〕

[The most beautiful among the crowd]

[Is it the two boys who passed by? 〕

[Wow, so handsome]

[It looks like they came here privately, I didn't see anyone following them]

[Can anyone tell me who they are?I don't know any of them]

[Song Mingxuan, a trainee in the strange talent show! 〕

[That former teammate of Shu Ling]

[Shu Ling? 〕

[Where is Shu Ling? ! 〕

[It's Shu Ling's former teammate...]

[It's actually Song Mingxuan? ? ?Who is next to him, he looks very handsome, he must also be from the entertainment industry]

〔have no idea〕

[Which one is Song Mingxuan]

[The one who is more beautiful and taller is Song Mingxuan]

[Can't tell the difference, both of them are beautiful]

[What about height? 〕

[The host filmed too short, I didn't have time to watch it]

[They should have entered the box]

[Is this a gourmet live broadcast or a star chasing live broadcast?I want to see what to eat, but I’m not interested in celebrities]

[Fatty brother, look at the sharp rise in popularity, you understand what I mean]

Fatty Pin looked at the completely crooked barrage, feeling helpless. He doesn't pay much attention to the stars in the entertainment industry. Food is his favorite. If you want to talk to him about food, he can tell you a day and a night without repetition. When it comes to celebrities, I only know those who are particularly popular, that is, first-line celebrities with a high national reputation, such as Shu Ling.

Although his popularity in the live broadcast room was unprecedentedly high because of the stars who entered the scene by mistake, he didn't want to follow up for this little traffic, making himself look like a person who didn't want to lose his face just for the popularity.

What's more, he is still a big food blogger, already considered the head of the food circle.

"Okay, okay, our theme is food, don't get it wrong." The fat man smiled, "You see, even celebrities come here to eat in private, the taste is definitely not bad, this time you should believe that there is absolutely no food in this restaurant. Please."

Song Mingxuan and Song Mingxuan, who didn't know it caused a wave of discussion, finally breathed a sigh of relief when they came to the box.

The chairs are soft, the temperature is right, and the space is quite spacious.

Song Mingxuan took a sip of the freshly brewed tea, added some water and said, "I got out of the car and saw many passers-by taking pictures with their mobile phones."

Yuanchou: "I noticed that too."

Song Mingxuan sighed softly: "I notified my manager in advance." He thought that Shu Ling should know about it, but he hasn't called him yet, so he is so relieved?

Yuanchou flipped through the phone: "Sure enough, it's trending news, did you post on Weibo?"

"My manager sent it to me." Song Mingxuan, "Do you want to send a report to report that you are safe?"

Yuanchou shook his head: "Not many fans."

Song Mingxuan thought that although "Peerless Master" was officially announced, he couldn't suddenly attract a large number of fans before the show aired, so he didn't continue to persuade.

He wanted to make a point, and he could only say that the ip of "Peerless Master" is not popular enough. Although it is quite a splashy article, if it is replaced by other bloody original books, then Reuters will stir up the popularity of CP. It is estimated that many people who bet on the treasure in advance and cp fans can be circled.

But at any rate, he and Yuanchou's good looks are indeed high, and they unexpectedly got a group of good looks and Bo, who are dark horses to join in the fun of netizens.

Ai Tri, the character announced by the official blog of "Peerless Master", has Yuanchou's Weibo id. Song Mingxuan thinks that he has not followed each other, and feels a little bad. Bo really can't make it through, if the show is broadcast, they haven't related to each other yet, and I don't know what it will be like in the minds of netizens. In order to avoid messy rumors in the future, he clicked on Yuanchou's Weibo.

Then, I found that the other party's first Weibo comment and the number of likes refreshed very quickly.

Out of curiosity, I clicked to open it, and it turned out that a kind netizen asked Yuanchou if he was healthy.

"Yuanchou, I think it's better for you to report your safety." Song Mingxuan showed the phone to others, "Many people are worried about you."

Yuanchou's line of sight was reflected on the Weibo page, but his focus was somewhat different: "Have you followed me?"

Song Mingxuan: "Yes, after all, you are mine..." After a pause on purpose, she lowered her voice slightly, showing a smile, "Shou~"

Yuanchou's body froze for a moment, his eyes fluttered a little bit, in order to avoid being seen through his panic, he had no choice but to stare at the mobile phone in front of him, hoping not to be seen through by the other party: "I didn't have Weibo before, so did I. When the TV series was officially announced, one was temporarily opened, and I paid attention to all the actors in the show."

"Oh——" Song Mingxuan took back his phone and saw the number of followers of the other party. Apart from the official blog, he followed an actor. Well, we happened to follow each other with him now, and he didn't expose it. He talked about another topic, "We want Sit here all afternoon?"

"Where do you want to go?" Yuanchou lowered his eyelids and still didn't look at him.

Song Mingxuan: "The weather is too hot, forget it."

"Yeah." Yuan Chou.

Song Mingxuan seemed to think of something: "You were protecting me before, and your body should have been very painful. Didn't the hospital prescribe medicine for bruises? Why don't I just rub it for you here? It may be inconvenient for you to apply it on some places. Is there anyone at home to help you?"

"No, I don't hurt." Yuanchou quickly refused, not giving anyone a chance to speak again, "I suddenly want to go to the bathroom." He stood up directly and left the box quickly and steadily.

Song Mingxuan: ... Is he a monster that can eat people?

However, he frowned.

At this time, a series of pleasant cell phone ringtones rang.

Song Mingxuan looked at Shu Ling's name displayed on the screen, and felt relaxed.

"Hi, Shu Ling." He connected, "What's the matter?"

Shu Ling, who was far away on the other side, watched the mobile phone video recorded by passers-by several times. The video was shaky and the pixels were not very good, but she still took a complete picture of the two men who appeared. He restrained himself a bit, but it didn't dissipate. His tone became stiff when he heard the other party's slightly alienated voice, and he jumped out word by word: "Cha, Gang."

"..." Song Mingxuan.

"Speak." Shu Ling.

Song Mingxuan: "What did you say?"

Shu Ling: "Where is it? What are you doing? With whom? When will you go home?"

Song Mingxuan swallowed silently when he heard it, he was like a husband whose wife was preventing him from cheating, such an association made him feel chills, as long as he thought of the woman with a soft face controlling her husband sadly, he would want to vomit Forget about killing yourself, he is not a strict wife, and Shu Ling is not a woman, this is a very clear fact.

"Shu Ling, since you don't trust me so much, why did you choose me to be your lover?" It's not that Song Mingxuan has never faced the other party's distrustful attitude before, but this time he felt angry and rushed to quarrel on purpose The tone turned back, "Based on your conditions, you can choose someone who is more obedient and willing to be your canary's lover, and he will not be as ignorant as I am, unwilling to dedicate himself, and unable to meet the needs of the benefactor. What kind of lover is that?"

He opened and closed his mouth and said something, Song Mingxuan didn't expect that he would have such a big resentment and anger just because of the other party's few minor problems.

What is he talking about...

It's not necessary, and shouldn't it be used to?The other party is the kind of person whose desire to control is so strong that it explodes. Hasn't he experienced it many times before?Why did it suddenly explode again now?

silence.

"sorry."

Listening to the apology ringing in his ears, Song Mingxuan's turbulent mood suddenly calmed down: "I..."

"I..." Shu Ling.

The two spoke in unison.

"You said."

"You said."

"..."

"..."

Song Mingxuan took a light breath, annoyed at his temper just now: "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Shu Ling asked.

Song Mingxuan: "I shouldn't have lost my temper just now."

Shu Ling is sitting in front of the window at the moment, with an open notebook on the desk, a pair of glasses hanging in front of his nose, the lenses reflect the sky of the outside world, and a white cloud slowly slides past.

The windows are closed tightly, and the air conditioner is turned on for nothing.

Song Mingxuan's words left traces in his heart, and the blood in his whole body speeded up inexplicably.

So that before he could react, he said something that he didn't understand thoroughly.

"I saw you on the news scene, and I was very worried." Shu Ling said, "I... want to see you so much."

Song Mingxuan's breathing immediately became disordered.

Now that it has been spoken out, there is no possibility of taking it back.Shu Ling's fingers unconsciously rubbed the edge of the computer, until the fingertips seemed to spark sparks: "Where are you?"

Song Mingxuan was speechless for a while: "Do you really not know where I am?"

"You found out." Shu Ling stated.

Song Mingxuan: "That time when you suddenly appeared in the movie theater, I guessed that there was such a coincidence."

Shu Ling: "You don't mind?"

"Mind." Song Mingxuan, "I know from you that my guess is correct, so I mind even more."

Shu Ling: "The locator is in your phone."

"I'll change my phone today." Song Mingxuan.

Shu Ling: "Can I still come and find you?"

"I'll be back." Song Mingxuan.

Shu Ling: "Okay."

Song Mingxuan paused: "Yuanchou protected me tightly when the car accident happened, and I'm fine."

Shu Ling moved her lips and held back.

"He seems to be..." Song Mingxuan stopped talking when he heard the door being opened, and didn't tell Shu Ling that Yuanchou might like him. He originally wanted to ask the other party how to reject him without hurting his self-esteem. "I hung up."

Shu Ling: "I'll wait for you." He didn't move, waiting for Song Mingxuan to hang up the phone or the other party's response, but only heard a busy tone.

"Are you on the phone?" Yuanchou entered the box, just happened to see Song Mingxuan put down the phone, wondering if he came at the wrong time, he asked in a low voice.

Song Mingxuan: "It's over." He smiled and behaved naturally, without the slightest guilt of making a small report. He was only glad that he didn't tell the whole story, lest the relationship between the two people who had warmed up a little bit fell into a freeze again, although he Yuan didn't want to have a good relationship with the other party, but he didn't want to be an enemy. After all, the other party's identity in the future would definitely not be simple. If the person involved heard it, then he should stop being a human being.

"Oh." Yuanchou took the seat where she was sitting before, "I just asked the boss to bring some food, shall we chat while eating?"

Song Mingxuan: "Yes."

Yuanchou didn't hesitate, and went directly to the topic: "How much do you know about Shu Ling?"