Present the script [entertainment circle]

Qiu Zhe couldn't help but laugh, yesterday this person's dissatisfaction was all written on his face, but now, he said that he is not a narrow-minded person.

But he did not object.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Qi Zhen was very dissatisfied, and raised her eyebrows: "Do you have any objections?"

"No."

"Or is there a more satisfactory candidate for the male number two?"

"No."

Qi Zhen was satisfied.

Both of them silently stared at the ticking infusion tube. Qi Zhen thought for a while and said, "Why did you go to write a story? Is it purely out of interest?"

Qiu Zhe froze for a moment when he heard this question, and immediately didn't know how to answer it, or rather, didn't know if he needed to answer it, or if he could answer it.

His purpose is obvious, Qi Zhen acts, he writes plays, Qi Zhen wants to be popular, he praises him, Qi Zhen wants to go back to the past, he tidies up the old house and takes him back. A branch event of "Qi Zhen's strategy plan", but now, Qiu Zhe is not sure whether his paranoia will disgust Qi Zhen.

Qi Zhen looked at him, "Have you ever thought that everything you do is for me and it's not worth it? Besides, you've never done anything for yourself."

"You're wrong." That's a much easier question to answer.

Qiu Zhe looked outside the door, "All I did was not for you, but for myself. I will help you and treat you well, all to satisfy my own desires."

Qi Zhen looked at him, wondering if he understood.

Qiu Zhe continued to answer patiently, "You think I haven't lived well for myself, but being good to you is treating me well, do you understand?"

Qi Zhen understood, but didn't want to answer, so she tucked him in the quilt.

"Do you understand?" Qiu Zhe asked persistently.

Qi Zhen raised her head and stared at him, "Understood, I understand, talking too much will be annoying."

Qiu Zhe bent the corners of his lips, looking very happy.

The two of them stopped talking again, Qiu Zhe rested with his eyes closed, probably not asleep, Qi Zhen held the phone, and didn't move his fingers on the Weibo page for a long time.

He was thinking about what Qiu Zhe said just now, and Lin Ai's sudden phone call.

His attitude was clearly expressed on the phone. He didn't want to have anything to do with Lin Ai anymore. It was best not to have any formalities. Although he said they were friends, the original intention of the conversation afterwards was that they broke up. Better yet, don't even make friends.

Lin Ai is very smart, but Qi Zhen doubts whether she has sensed his firm attitude, or, even if she sensed it, will she really do it?

Although Lin Ai broke up with him because following him, the road ahead for the two of them was very bleak, but Qi Zhen understood that Lin Ai was not the kind of person to follow the wind, but why did Lin Ai make this call?Qi Zhen couldn't figure it out.

Lin Ai didn't put forward any interest demands on him, it seemed that he was really just trying to get in touch with each other.

This made Qi Zhen feel a little flustered.

He guessed that Lin Ai might still like him, or still love him.

Lin Ai didn't know his current orientation, or in other words, the orientation that had been hidden before, and was only really discovered after meeting Qiu Zhe again.

This made Qi Zhen a little overwhelmed.

More importantly, it made him feel a little sorry for Qiu Zhe.

Qi Zhen glanced at Qiu Zhe, who was lying on the bed with a pale face. This person looked very strong when he first met, but later when he got along with him, he was gentle most of the time, but now he looks very fragile.

This person regards him as the only central point in his own small world.

This feeling is too heavy, even if he wants to bear it, he doesn't know if he can bear it.

"Am I okay?"

"?"

Qi Zhen thought he had an auditory hallucination, because he didn't seem to see Qiu Zhe's lips move, but heard his voice.

"I said, I'm pretty, right? You're so engrossed in watching." Qiu Zhe opened his eyes without a trace of sleepiness, and smiled.

It's that kind of smile.

Qi Zhen sighed in his heart, this kind of smile made him feel that even if he destroyed half of the world, this person is capable of repairing it for him.

Let him feel that with such a smile, he can do evil and do whatever he wants.

Just don't hurt the person with that smile.

Just don't hurt him.

Qi Zhen stepped forward a little, raised her hand and touched Qiu Zhe's forehead, Qiu Zhe thought he was going to test his temperature.

"I'm a lot..."

"You are really beautiful," Qi Zhen stroked Qiu Zhe's eyes, "the skin is very good, the eyes are clear and black," then stroked his nose, "the nose is very straight," and the lips, "don't smile Sometimes it's a bit serious, but when you smile it becomes very gentle..."

His hands were seized.

"Let me tell you," Qiu Zhe looked at him seriously, "I'm sick. If you tease me, I won't be able to fuck you. When I recover, you will suffer."

Qi Zhen looked at her hand that was held by him, and smiled.

"You got me," he said.

Qiu Zhe looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking, and didn't speak.

Of course, Qi Zhen was still driving on the way back, and it was almost eleven o'clock when he actually got home.

Qi Zhen was dazed all day, a little sleepy, and yawned, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

"You." Qiu Zhe looked better, but his spirit was obviously not as good as usual.

"Okay, patients have the privilege to make wishes." Qi Zhen didn't care at all, "But can you put the food ahead of me now?"

"There must be me in front of you, we face each other," Qiu Zhe added, "There can only be me behind you."

Qi Zhen looked at him with some helplessness, "Your dirty jokes really caught people off guard."

"Eat some fruit?" Qi Zhen opened the refrigerator and looked back and asked him.

Qiu Zhe shook his head and sat on the sofa. In fact, he was also sleepy, but after sleeping for a whole day, his head was dizzy, and he might not be able to fall asleep.

Qi Zhen rummaged in the refrigerator, "Do you drink yogurt? The medicine you took just now smelled bitter to me. Didn't you almost vomit in the hospital? I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable after the aftertaste at night. Eat something Squeeze."

Qiu Zhe turned his head to look at him, "Then let's do yogurt."

Qiu Zhe took it, feeling very comfortable, and touched his forehead, "Who told you that it smells like pressed medicine? Don't you usually eat candy?"

Qi Zhen hung up the jackets of the two of them separately, "My mother said that when I was a child, I ate too much candy. She was afraid of bad teeth, so she wouldn't let me eat it. After that, I got used to it."

Qiu Zhe inserted the straw into the yogurt, took a sip silently, and looked at Qi Zhen walking around, "Is it when you were younger before you met me?" He didn't seem to remember Qi Zhen very well. I love to eat sugar, so this is the reason.

Qi Zhen responded, then went to pour Qiu Zhe a glass of boiled water and put it in front of him, looked at him and smiled, "Do you want to know everything about me? When I was young, when I was younger, when I was the youngest, everything about me You want to know everything?"

"Yes." Qiu Zhe admitted generously, "But no matter how much I have done and how much effort I have put in, there are still things like now that I don't know about."

Qi Zhen's heart was clenched for a moment, and then loosened again. He stood up, "Don't take a bath tonight, lest you get a fever again, go to sleep in a while, don't stay up late."

Qiu Zhe didn't speak behind him. Qi Zhen went to the bedroom to find clothes for herself after taking a shower. When she returned to the living room, she found Qiu Zhe in a daze with yogurt. Maybe it was because of illness. Qiu Zhe looked dazed, as if I don't have the usual ability to see through everything.

"What's wrong?" Qi Zhen asked him.

Qiu Zhe came back to his senses, looked at him with a blank expression, "Will you tell me about you that I don't know?"

Qi Zhen's first reaction was that Qiu Zhe knew something, but he immediately suppressed this unreliable idea, it was impossible in theory, besides, there was nothing that he couldn't know, but it was just...fucking upset .

"Will you?" Qiu Zhe asked him.

Qi Zhen originally wanted to divert his attention, but he hadn't decided on the topic to divert, Qiu Zhe asked again, Qi Zhen sighed, "Yes."

Qiu Zhe smiled in satisfaction, much like when he was a child.

Qiu Zhe got the answer he wanted, obediently brushed his teeth, washed his face, and lay down on the bed.

Qi Zhen took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When the water splashed on her body, her mind was a little confused.

He wasn't sure why there was such a big difference between Qiu Zhe's illness and his normal life. It seemed that the medicine in the bottle just now was not medicine for fever, but some kind of catalytic hormone, which made all his obsessions that he didn't show usually appear on the surface.

As for Qi Zhen's answer, he was guilty.

Qi Zhen wiped the water off her face, and decided to confess the matter to Qiu Zhe after going out for a while. There was nothing, but he kept it hidden. He felt uncomfortable and didn't say anything. He always felt sorry for Qiu Zhe, so he might as well confess , Qiu Zhe has no sense of security, so it's better to tell him everything he doesn't know, and let him understand his own mind, which is the best way.

When Qi Zhen went out, Qiu Zhe had already fallen asleep.

Qi Zhen looked at the quiet Qiu Zhe and didn't know what to say, so she silently went to the living room to brush her hair.

Since God doesn't give him this chance, let's wait a little longer, let's talk later.

Besides, it wasn't a big deal.

Qi Zhen persuaded herself for a long time, and when her hair was almost dry, when she entered the bedroom, she found that Qiu Zhe was not sleeping soundly, wrapped in the entire quilt by herself, occupying the entire bed, Qi Zhen was stunned, was she sick? Should it be weak?Why does Qiu Zhe seem to be domineering when he gets angry and sick?

He found the pillow and quilt from the cabinet, casually spread it on the sofa outside, and lay down on it.

It's also quite comfortable.

Qi Zhen thought that being able to be with Qiu Zhe now, have a good filming, and be on a good show, compared to the days when he was not in decline, it is already very good, he is already very satisfied.

Qi Zhen slowly closed her eyes, don't make any changes, don't make any changes.

Soon, he also fell asleep, as if he had dreamed of something, but he didn't seem to have dreamed anything, he couldn't remember.

As soon as she opened her eyes, the sky was bright, Qi Zhen turned over and found Qiu Zhe sitting opposite him looking at him, she was startled and almost fell.

fall down?

Oh yes, he slept on the sofa the night before.