After I fell down, I was targeted by my nemesis

Fang Qing did have a low fever...

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qing continued to lie motionless, her limbs and brain were as heavy as if they had been poured into cement. At this moment, she wished she could just sleep to death, but when she closed her eyes, the crazy memory of last night was gone. Started to surge.

The matter had already happened, and Fang Qing was the one who voluntarily walked into this room last night. Although her spirit was hit hard, Fang Qing didn't want to blame others.

Every step he takes is carefully considered and is his own choice.

At least the night passed.

Time was kind to him.

Fang Qing lifted the quilt, sat up with difficulty, and shook her whole body when she lowered her head.

As far as the eye can see, there are traces of pinching, biting and scratching, one after another, from the chest to the calf, which is unsightly.

Even on the instep, there are two rows of clear teeth marks.

Fang Qing: "..."

Apparently the other party didn't comply with his previous request not to leave traces on his body. I don't know if it's a hobby in this area, or he just lost control of his mind after taking too much medicine.

Thinking of last night, Fang Qing is almost certain to be the latter... This President Lu must have taken an overdose of nerve-stimulating drugs, otherwise, based on his love experience, it is impossible for him to lose his excitement at the first taste of meat. Like a controlled beast, the whole process is done in a primitive and brutal way....

Fang Qing supported the wall all the way to the bathroom, and tried not to look at the mirror before passing the sink. After taking a shower, she put on a white bathrobe and stood at the sink to brush her teeth. Fang Qing saw herself in a mess in the mirror. ....

Both eyes were swollen, and the fundus of the eyes was full of bright red blood... This was caused by crying all night.

There is also a small wound on the lower lip that has been bitten and scabbed. The one under the neck is the same as the body, and it is almost impossible to go out to meet people.

Fang Qing had to think about whether the old man was too busy with work to hold back this kind of thing for a long time, so he caught himself last night and killed himself.

It's like the end of the world the next day...

Fang Qing called the landline in the room and asked the hotel guest to buy a box of antipyretics and a concealer for herself.

In a hotel of this level, guests' requests will be quickly met, so Fang Qing delivered what she asked for in a short while, and there was an extra bag of anti-inflammatory and blood stasis medicine.

"It was specially requested by the tenant of this room." The room attendant outside the door explained.

Fang Qing didn't ask much, took the things handed over by the other party, thanked her, and then closed the door.

Fang Qing took the medicine without hesitation. He would not make trouble with his body. The other party would send someone over. He must be well aware of his evil deeds last night.

After getting dressed, Fang Qing used concealer to cover the obvious red marks on his neck. The ivory color of the concealer was similar to his skin color, so it was not unusual to see it at first glance.

After all the preparations were over, Fang Qing wanted to leave immediately. As soon as he saw the messy big bed, his thoughts began to diverge uncontrollably, but due to the inconvenience of his body, he could only lean on the sofa in the suite to relax. Fortunately, his physical fitness and mental will are still strong, otherwise, after this night of tossing, he would at least lie down until night.

After recovering for half an hour, Fang Qing left the suite and prepared to go back to the crew hotel.

He still has a bunch of lines to memorize...

This is currently the only way he can get out of last night's nightmare....

His career has already started, and he will never allow his spiritual realm to be trapped in such an unworthy quagmire.

Just like last night, Fang Qing wore a hat and mask, trying to reduce her sense of existence all the way.

After exiting the revolving door of the hotel, Fang Qing was about to go down the steps when someone patted her shoulder lightly.

Fang Qing's nerves tightened suddenly, and she turned around to look, her face changed.

It's Lu Lixiao...

Lu Lixiao was dressed in a well-made smoke gray suit. He looked at Fang Qing, who was pale in front of him, and his smile turned into a strange tenderness in his eyes: "Looking at the back, it looks very similar, but I didn't expect it was really you."

Fang Qing subconsciously raised her hand and pulled up her collar, twitching the corners of her mouth: "What a coincidence."

"I also rested in this hotel last night. If I knew you were here last night, I would have gone over to chat with you." Lu Lixiao said softly with a smile.

A bead of cold sweat slowly slipped down Fang Qing's temples, Fang Qing smiled guiltyly: "I...I just came here in the morning, my friend lives here, I came here temporarily to find him something."

"Oh, that's it." The smile on the corner of Lu Lixiao's mouth grew stronger, he lowered his head slightly, and asked softly, seemingly concerned, "Why are your lips hurt?"

"Eat... eat something hot, it's no big deal."

"Your complexion is not very good. Where are you going now? I'll see you off."

Fang Qing refused. At this moment, his state of mind facing Lu Lixiao was completely different from that night when he walked with Lu Lixiao...

Guilty, helpless, even sad...

Fang Qing left the hotel entrance and waited for the car on the side of the road. After a while, Lu Lixiao drove the car and stopped in front of him.

Lu Lixiao leaned over and stretched out his hand to push open the door of the passenger seat: "Come up, Fang Qing, you won't refuse me every time, or I'll really think you're avoiding me on purpose."

Half-joking tone, gentle without being presumptuous....

"I thought we were friends..." Lu Lixiao added.

Fang Qing finally got into Lu Lixiao's car, and he didn't want to show his avoidance of Lu Lixiao too deliberately, which would make him even more hypocritical.

If you really don't care and don't care, then you should act calmly.

After the car restarted, Lu Lixiao glanced at Fang Qing calmly in the rearview mirror. Fang Qing's expression was as usual, but one hand fiddled with the collar from time to time, and the other hand held the phone tightly on his lap, looking at her. It was very uncomfortable to go up.

When he was about to reach his destination, Lu Lixiao stopped near a breakfast shop, and ate breakfast with Fang Qing on the pretext that he hadn't eaten yet.

Seeing Fang Qing drinking the soup quietly in front of him, Lu Lixiao's gaze involuntarily fell on Fang Qing's injured lip.

In fact, he bit it on purpose, giving Fang Qing a small, somewhat ambiguous punishment, because before that, Fang Qing was trying to bite his tongue, but this was different from his intention of biting his lips later , Fang Qing's posture at that time really wanted to bite his tongue off.

very fierce...

Probably really rushed.

Sitting across the small dining table, under the bright light, it was rare for Lu Lixiao to observe Fang Qing's delicate face so closely. Under the crow-feather eyelashes, the amber eyes were clean and soft... It seems that a small part of defense has been unintentionally removed.

Fang Qing raised her eyes, her gaze met Lu Lixiao's gaze abruptly.

Lu Lixiao was not embarrassed, looked directly at Fang Qing and said with a smile, "I've always wanted to sigh, it's great that we can meet again..."

Fang Qing was stunned.

There are too many understandable meanings in Lu Lixiao's words.

Finally, the two said goodbye at the hotel entrance, and Fang Qing returned to her room and lay down on the bed exhausted.

His body is estimated to take a few days to recover...

...

It was almost noon after the regular meeting in the morning, when Lu Lixiao was in the office watching clips of movies and TV dramas that Fang Qing had participated in in the past, Zheng Zhiyang knocked on the door and walked in.

Lu Lixiao closed the video window on the computer unconsciously.

Zheng Zhiyang came to ask Lu Lixiao to go down to have lunch together, and he asked curiously, "Is there something good? I think you are in a good mood this morning."

Lu Lixiao was slightly startled: "I seem to be in a good mood?"

He has always been happy and angry, even if there is something happy, it will not be clearly expressed on his face.

"That's right." Zheng Zhiyang said with a smile, "You were absent-minded throughout the meeting, and you didn't know what you were thinking. Your face looked like you've been bathed in a spring breeze. You've never been like this before."

The author has something to say: Next, we will speed up the pace while ensuring the plot, focusing on attacking and accepting the opponent's scene