Don't understand

Chen Qian waited for a long time but did not wait for Guan Xiao to come back. He was inexplicably flustered, and no one answered the phone calls he made, but he did not turn off the phone either.

Chen Gan pinched the phone anxiously, staring at the time on the phone and slowly getting to 8 o'clock, he really couldn't sit still, and wanted to make another call, when the phone rang suddenly.

It's sugar.

"Tangtang? Why are you? Where did Guan Xiao go?" Chen Qian frowned and asked impatiently.

Tangtang was a little confused on the other end, and said, "Guan Guan is not with me, but just now he called and told me to go to your house to get some change of clothes and daily necessities, and said that he will live in the company in the next few days so that he can work in the recording studio. .”

Chen Qian was shocked, "Live in the company? Why?"

"Guan Guan is planning a concert recently. He said that he will sing some new songs, so he has been busy writing songs recently. He stays in the recording studio all day. It would be more convenient to live in a company."

"..that is it?"

"Well, that's what Guan Guan said."

"..."

"Brother Chen? Then I'll go to pick up things later. Are you home?"

"..."

"Brother Chen Gan, are you listening?" Tangtang looked suspiciously at the phone in his hand that had suddenly lost its voice.

"Well, I heard that, I'm at home, come on," Chen Gan hung up the phone tremblingly.

Chen Gan stared blankly at a new message on his phone.

let's break up.

Chen Gan stared blankly for a while, then took half a step back, and sat down on the sofa, his eyes were bloodshot after a while.

Chen Qian held the phone for a long while before returning a message,

"Why didn't you answer the phone?"

The phone quietly never rang again, Chen Qian was extremely disappointed, got up and walked to the window, immersing himself into the deep night.

Tangtang arrived half an hour later, knocking on the door softly.

Chen Qian went to open the door, saw that it was her, forced a smile to let people in.

Tangtang is very good at winking, knowing that something is wrong with the two of them recently, so she keeps her mouth shut and slowly packs away the things Guan Xiao explained.

Chen Gan arrived at the door of the study to watch Tangtang tidy up, and asked softly, "What did he ask you to take?"

Tangtang didn't look back, and counted seriously, "Three sets of clothes, notebook, Ipad, two earphones, glasses, that's all."

Chen Gan heard something was wrong and asked, "Didn't you say take a neck pillow?"

The neck pillow Chen Gan pointed to was a small gift given to Guan Xiao by Chen Qian when he pursued Guan Xiao. It was a furry and cute little bear neck pillow. The gift was not expensive but Guan Xiao liked it very much. No matter where I am, I keep writing songs and writing non-stop. I have a neck pillow to take a rest at any time. Therefore, whenever I go on a business trip or live away from home, Guan Xiao will always take it with me. No matter how small the luggage is, it will be stuffed in it. There is really no place for it. I will also carry it in my hand and take it on the plane, almost inseparable.

Tangtang shook her head in embarrassment.

Chen Gan sighed with a wry smile, turned and left.

After a while, Chen Gan came in with the neck pillow in his hand, stuffed it into the suitcase in Tangtang's hand, helped Tangtang fasten it, and then put it upright and handed it into Tangtang's hand.

"Take it to him, remember to watch him eat breakfast in the morning, pack it up and I'll send it to you."

Tangtang went out with Chen Gan, stuffed the suitcase into the back seat, sat in the co-pilot, and sent a WeChat message to Guan Xiao, "It's all packed, we'll be there in about 30 minutes."

Chen Qian started the car and drove towards the Times Media building. The two of them didn't speak a word all the way. The dead atmosphere almost drove the innocent Tangtang crazy.When Chen Gan is expressionless, the aura factor is magnified geometrically. From the side, he looks as cold as ice, his facial features are as sharp as a knife, and his slightly frowned brows also appear majestic and imposing. Tangtang shrinks and shrinks, and he almost wants to shrink into the seam of the seat. to go.

"Is it cold?" Chen Qian glanced at Tangtang's movement from the corner of his eye, and reached out to the warm air in the car.

"It's not cold..." Tangtang was so entangled that she was about to cry, she really didn't know how to deal with this frightening official face.

Chen Gan is very warm when he has a smile, but very scary when he doesn't.

The low-pressure car finally drove to the downstairs of Times, and as soon as the car came to a stop, Tangtang ran out of the car in a panic and went to the back to get her luggage, as if she was finally rescued.

Chen Gan looked funny, locked the car and got out, ready to take the box from Tangtang's hand, but Tangtang didn't let it go.

"I'll help you carry it up," Chen Gan was surprised.

"No, no, no... no need, I can go up by myself, Brother Chen is sorry for your trouble, you can go back quickly," Tangtang waved her hands hurriedly, and grasped the lever in her hand.

Seeing this, Chen Gan was even more puzzled, and said, "I'll go up with you."

"It's really unnecessary! Me, me, myself..." Tangtang wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Did he tell you not to let me go up?" Chen Qian's heart sank.

"...Mmm," Tangtang answered dejectedly with a drooping face.

Chen Gan suddenly became angry, what do you mean, did he decide to break up with him and plan to never communicate with each other?

Chen Gan suppressed his anger, looked darkly at the Times Building, strode in, and Tangtang hurriedly followed behind, dragging his suitcase.

It's over! It's over!

There will be an argument in a while!

Tangtang prayed silently in her heart, and at the last moment, she ran and squeezed onto the elevator that Chen Gan entered. Chen Gan was filled with chills, staring at the floor numbers jumping upwards.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator door opened.

Chen Gan went out first, and the grunting wheels made a loud noise in the corridor, and Chen Gan stopped in front of a door with a gloomy face.

Chen Gan has been here before, and he and Bi Nannan were filming together in post-production here, the No. [-] recording studio of the times.

Tangtang walked up anxiously, and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in," Guan Xiao's voice sounded from the door.

Tangtang took a peek at Chen Gan, lowered her head and gently opened the door, and walked in.

"Are you here? Thank you Tangtang, put your things here and go back early, pay attention to safety on the road," Guan Xiao rubbed his eyes, raised his head from the pile of papers spread out in front of him, and said a little tiredly.

"Well... there's another person coming too..."

Guan Xiao's face suddenly changed, Tangtang looked back silently, and saw Chen Qian standing at the door, looking gloomy at Guan Xiao in the room.

Tangtang said hello casually and ran away quickly, this kind of scene shouldn't be too bloody!

Guan Xiao looked uneasy, didn't get up, but looked at the unexpected guest in front of him with a bad expression.

"How did you come?"

"Why can't I come, Guan Xiao, you haven't given me an explanation yet," Chen Gan took a step forward and stood opposite Guan Xiao.

"What explanation is needed, you know better than me," Guan Xiao sharply responded to Chen Gan's gaze, and the poisonous snake-like image flashed out of his mind again.

"What do you mean?" Chen Gan frowned even tighter.

"It's nothing interesting, we broke up, Chen Gan," Guan Xiao looked out the window in a little bewilderment, the specks of light outside were reflected on the glass, very dreamy.

"Why?!" Chen Gan couldn't control his anger, and he clenched his palms tightly.

The most troublesome thing about Guan Xiao is his incomparable persistence. If he makes up his mind to do something, it will be useless even if you plead. If you don't like it, it's a red forbidden area, an ambiguous area without any buffer.Although Chen Gan is more dominant when the two get along, it is also Chen Gan who compromises more.Guan Xiao's thoughts are often difficult to do, and Chen Gan will mediate and coax him inside, neither letting Guan Xiao be wronged, nor letting Guan Xiao make too many enemies. Much smoother.

Under the current situation, Chen Gan has nothing to do with Guan Xiao. At this moment, Guan Xiao exudes a vigilant and stubborn little beast, and he will never bow his head to Chen Gan easily.

"I don't want to say, let's go," Guan Xiao wanted to chase him away, because he couldn't stand being in the same room with Chen Qian anymore, his heart ached until his fingers went numb.

Chen Gan's eyes dimmed, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't ask another question.

For Guan Xiao who resisted him like this, he only felt distressed for no reason, as if someone bullied him, but he didn't have a lover who could sue him, he just curled up to protect himself blindly, his stubborn expression and dodging eyes hurt Chen Gan.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore, let's calm down a bit," Chen Qian loosened his fingers, his palms were cold, and he gave in with a lonely expression.

"Don't come to me again, Chen Gan."

Just as Chen Gan was holding the doorknob, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Chen Gan pursed his lips, opened the door and left.

Guan Xiao is poisonous wine, the mouth is mellow and soft, when the toxicity breaks out, the throat is sealed with a sword.

The fishy sweetness choked in Chen Gan's throat exuded a taste of despair in his mouth, and there was the sound of vigorous knocking in his chest, with an empty echo and a piercing coldness.

It seems that the two of them were lingering and arguing but yesterday, and now they have to match each other with swords to point to their respective ends of the world.

After Chen Qian left, Guan Xiao couldn't get back to his senses until he went to the corner and squatted down to look through the suitcase on the ground. When the cute little bear pillow appeared in front of him, Guan Xiao was stunned for a moment. He picked up the little bear pillow, The depression of crying is extremely wronged.

There was a low sobbing sound from the recording studio, and there was a person standing silently at the end of the corridor, the scarlet cigarette butts flickered and finally disappeared into the night.

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The author will not be cute, that's all.snort.