half blind

It wasn't until Duanmurou walked up to Zhou Nanchen that Zhang Qing saw her appearance clearly.

"Sister Rou, don't you have a job?"

"I'm worried about you. I just took a look and came back immediately." Duanmurou looked at him worriedly, "I called you this morning and you didn't answer it. It was Zhou Nanchen who told me I was safe."

Speaking of this incident, the fire in Zhang Qing's stomach turned out again.

"Duanmurou, I haven't settled this account with you yet." Zhang Qing stared at his manager, "Why do you tell others about me without asking for my consent?"

He also didn't care that Zhou Nanchen was right next to him, anyway, Zhou Nanchen never knew what embarrassment was.

"Then if I ask you, will you agree?" Duanmurou said.

"Of course not!" Zhang Qing raised his volume a little.

"That's it? Since I know you don't agree, why should I ask you?" Duanmurou didn't seem to be wronged at all.

"Then if I don't agree with you, why don't you kill me first?" Zhang Qing exploded angrily, "I usually call you sister twice, so you really don't treat me like an outsider?"

"What does this have to do with treating you as an outsider?" Duanmurou frowned, "Yes, I know you have no face, but he already guessed that, it doesn't matter if I tell him or not, right? "

"I..." Zhang Qing froze for a moment as soon as the words came out, "Guess?"

Zhang Qing looked at Zhou Nanchen, who avoided his gaze.

"Yes, I guessed it all. He called me last night and asked me if Zhang Qing's eyes had a strange disease that could only see him clearly." Duanmurou was helpless, "What can I do, I can only Told him."

Zhang Qing was stunned for a long time, and finally understood what was going on.

When Zhou Nanchen called himself last night, Duanmurou didn't contact him at all, nor told him about the eyes.

He didn't get any real information at all, and what he said on the phone was just a feint.

However, with that determined tone coupled with "your manager told me", Zhang Qing made all the moves without any doubt.After that, Zhou Nanchen called Duanmurou and told her that he knew about it.

High, really high.

Zhang Qing really didn't expect that Zhou Nanchen, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, would use this kind of speech.

"It was too late at that time. I was afraid that you would fall asleep, so I wanted to notify you again this morning. As a result, after several calls this morning, you turned off your phone."

"Oh." Zhang Qing just now remembered that there was such a thing, and the anger just disappeared, and now he just felt useless, "I'm sorry, my phone broke."

"The phone is broken?" Duanmurou was a little surprised, "How did it break?"

"Oh, I said it was broken." Zhang Qing felt his cheeks were hot, and didn't dare to look at Zhou Nanchen, "I accidentally fell."

"You are in your twenties, why are you still acting like a child?" Duanmurou complained, but quickly found a mobile phone from her bag, "Use this first, this is my spare Machine, then I will help you buy a new one.”

Zhang Qing looked at Duanmurou buried her head in helping him change the card, and said obediently, "Thank you."

Duanmurou helped him change the card and turned on the phone, and handed over the phone, "How is this morning? Are you okay?"

"I do not--"

"He was almost hit by a car. If I hadn't helped him, he would have been lying in the hospital." Zhou Nanchen said suddenly and interrupted him.

"What?" Duanmurou was taken aback.

Damn, what is Zhou Nanchen saying at this time?

"I'm fine!" Zhang Qing said quickly, "I'm just standing here properly."

"Are your eyes so bad?" Duanmurou grabbed Zhang Qing, "Why didn't you tell me!"

"What's there to say, I'm not completely blind." Zhang Qing said dryly.

Duanmurou let go of him, sighed, "Listen, I've been thinking about you today, and I think you have to live with Zhou Nanchen."

"What..." Zhang Qing was taken aback by these words.

"Your eyes like this are no longer a problem of whether you can work, but a problem with your life." Duanmurou stretched out his index finger, pointing out sharply in a literal sense, "I can't be by your side anytime, anywhere. Maybe I fell down in the hotel and got a concussion, how can I explain to the company?"

Zhang Qing opened his mouth, "I..."

"If you don't want to, that's fine, then I have to report your situation to the company. Do you know how much pressure I have to help you hide this matter? If you let the company know..."

"No!" Zhang Qing blurted out, "The resources that have been given to me will be withdrawn to others!"

Duanmurou looked at him and spread her hands, which means that everything that needs to be said has been said, and you can weigh the pros and cons yourself.

"No, Sister Rou, how many times have I stayed in that hotel." Zhang Qing said softly, "I'm familiar with it, it's not so easy to get injured. It's fine to have him by my side when I'm working." ..."

"It's not as simple as you think!" Duanmurou's eyebrows immediately frowned, "What if you can't see clearly and scald your hands with boiling water? I fell and hit my head on the corner of the table? Disfigurement is a trivial matter at that time, so what if I lose my life?"

"How could it be so serious?" Zhang Qing dissatisfied, "You think too much..."

"Even if you hire a nanny, it's impossible to stare at you all the time. Isn't it more convenient for you to see yourself?"

"No, I just said..." Zhang Qing's confidence was getting weaker and weaker, and before he could say a few words this time, he was interrupted by Duanmurou.

"Zhang Shuiqing, there is no need to discuss this matter." Duanmurou directly cut off all his escape routes, "You are an entertainer, and your safety is more important than anything else. I'll leave it at that today. If you don't go, I'll send you to Tell the company about it and let them deal with it."

"Hey, don't, don't!" Zhang Qing said nervously, and he quickly glanced at Zhou Nanchen from the corner of his eye, who was still stuck there like a wooden stake, silent and expressionless.

"Even if... I agree, they may not be willing." Zhang Qing is still struggling for the last time.

"I am willing." Zhou Nanchen nodded.

Zhang Qing turned around and looked at Zhou Nanchen in shock at a speed that would break his own neck.

My day?Have you two already discussed it?

It was only later that Zhang Qing found out that Zhou Nanchen didn't live in a hotel in Liancheng, but rented an apartment by himself.

In the afternoon, Zhou Nanchen and Duanmu Rou went upstairs to help him organize his things, packed the suitcase and moved it to the car, and returned the room directly.During this period, Zhang Qing didn't say a word, just silently watched them go about their business.

All of a sudden, I seemed to be a useless person, unable to do anything, and everything I said didn't count.This feeling is really unpleasant.

"That's all?" Duanmurou put Zhang Qing's bag of clothes on the car, and turned to ask.

Zhang Qing nodded.

"You really don't have much luggage." Duanmurou glanced at Zhou Nanchen again, walked over and took Zhang Qing's arm, "Come here, let me tell you a few words."

"Hey..." Being dragged away from Zhou Nanchen suddenly, Zhang Qing's vision became blurred again. He staggered for two steps before steadying himself, "What's wrong?"

"Although it's already obvious, I still have to ask - Zhou Nanchen, isn't it just your high school classmate?" Duanmurou lowered his volume.

Zhang Qing said "hmm" reluctantly.

"Could it be a rival in love?" Duanmurou guessed curiously.

Zhang Qing couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing, unexpectedly, such a smart person as Duanmurou would sometimes guess wrong.

"No." He shook his head.

"No? Then why are you so unhappy?" Duanmurou was a little surprised.

"It's more embarrassing than that." Zhang Qing sighed, and after a struggle in his heart, he said, "He's... my first love, right?"

"Oh." Duanmurou didn't seem to have thought about it from this direction, and was really surprised, "You are..."

"Ah."

"I thought Bai Yidong said that about you just...you never mentioned it to me." Duanmurou, as expected of being well-informed, quickly recovered her demeanor.

"There's nothing to mention, and I didn't intend to..." Zhang Qing shook his head, but didn't continue, "It's been seven years."

"That's really embarrassing." Duanmurou coughed dryly.

"It doesn't matter, things are already like this, what else can I do." Zhang Qing's tone was somewhat broken.

Duanmurou patted Zhang Qing's shoulder, "Relax, don't take it too seriously, everything will be fine. I'll make an appointment with a psychologist for you tonight, and I'll pick you up there then."

"So fast?" Zhang Qing was a little surprised.

"Of course, I must hurry up on your affairs." Duanmurou smiled, and suddenly lowered her head and whispered in his ear, "If he bullies you, call me, and my wife will come and beat him up for you."

Zhang Qing smiled, "OK."

Duanmurou pulled him back to the side of the car. At this time, Zhou Nanchen had already put all Zhang Qing's luggage in order.

"Let's go." Zhou Nanchen glanced at the two of them without saying a word.

"Go Xiaoqing, I have to go back to work. If you need anything, please call me in time, you know?"

"Yeah, just put your heart in your stomach." Zhang Qing's eyes fell on Zhou Nanchen, and the surrounding scene became clear again, which made him heave a sigh of relief.

Zhou Nanchen came over and opened the co-driver's door for Zhang Qing, watched him put on his seat belt, and then got into the driver's seat by himself.

As soon as Duanmurou left, the awkward atmosphere returned immediately.

The embarrassing days that we could chat were all finished on the way to the clothing store in the morning, and Zhang Qing couldn't think of anything else to chat with Zhou Nanchen.

He didn't speak, and the stuffy gourd didn't take the initiative to speak, so he remained silent all the way.

Zhou Nanchen's changes are actually quite big. His hair is longer than before, his bangs almost touch his eyes, his facial lines are firmer, and his thin lips are drawn into a line. longer.

In high school, Zhou Nanchen sat far away from him, and Zhang Qing always liked to send his deskmate to change seats with him in the self-study class.

And Zhang Qing's deskmate was a class flower girl, so Zhou Nanchen's deskmate thought that Zhang Qing was kind, and treated him to several meals gratefully.

In the second year of high school, the unlucky buddy finally mustered up the courage to confess to Ban Hua, and the end was disastrous, resulting in Zhang Qing not being able to change positions for a whole year of high school.

Zhou Nanchen was either sleeping or falling asleep in the cultural class. Just such a person who fished for three days and posted nets for two days, could still maintain his academic performance in the top ten of the class. This matter has always been in Zhang Qing's mind The unsolved mystery that ranks NO.1 in China.

However, he later found out that Zhou Nanchen had to draw posters, draw exercises, do all the housework and take care of his drunk mother every day when he went home every day, so he couldn't spare any time to sleep.

It was only the first session of the evening self-study, and Zhou Nanchen's jaw kept clicking like a chicken pecking at rice.

Zhang Qing stopped halfway through his reading comprehension, and wanted to laugh when he saw Zhou Nanchen's eyelids knocking next to him, so he bumped his elbow and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep, I'll help you look after the teacher."

"You said it." Zhou Nanchen said immediately.

"I said, you go to sleep."

"Don't lie about the military situation." Zhou Nanchen turned to look at him.

"Damn, when did I lie about the military situation?" Zhang Qing was unhappy, "Sleep with you."

"Last time, just last time you told me that Lao Jia came in..."

"He has been wandering around the back door of our classroom. I don't know if he will come in suddenly. That's not called lying about military information, but early warning." Zhang Qing said dissatisfied.

After finishing speaking, he didn't hear a response, and turned his head to see that Zhou Nanchen had already fallen asleep lying on the table.Not long after, I heard his steady and rhythmic breathing.

Wipe, this also fell asleep too fast.

Zhang Qing's pen was spinning nimbly between his fingers, and he lost interest in doing his homework. He tilted his head and looked at Zhou Nanchen with his cheek resting on his cheek.

The light from the lamp stick in the classroom shone on his face, making his eyelashes very long. Zhang Qing lay down on the table and counted Zhou Nanchen's eyelashes during a class.

Zhang Qing's eyes couldn't see clearly, so he closed his eyes and was full of random thoughts, wandering to Zhou Nanchen for a while, and drifting to high school life for a while, and he didn't even know when the speed of the car slowed down.

"Is it cold?" Zhang Qing was startled and opened his eyes until Zhou Nanchen uttered such a sentence abruptly.

"what?"

"Is it cold?" Zhou Nanchen turned off the car and didn't look at Zhang Qing, "Hold your arms."

Zhang Qing didn't even realize what he was doing, and quickly lowered his arms when he heard this sentence.

In fact, the weather has been good recently, it is warm spring, and it is impossible to be cold.

It's just that Zhang Qing is used to sitting with arms folded when alone, and this posture makes him feel more secure.

Asked by Zhou Nanchen, Zhang Qing subconsciously wanted to answer "not cold", but he held back midway, raised his arms and rubbed them with his hands again, and smiled, "It's a little bit."

"In spring and autumn, it's better to wear more clothes. It's easy to catch cold." Zhou Nanchen got out of the car and closed the door behind him.

"Oh." Zhang Qing responded in a low voice, and opened the door.

This is obviously concerned, but he felt an inexplicable irritability, and the pressure on his chest could not come up or go down.