[Yeqing] Your courier is already in delivery

At seven o'clock in the morning, Zhuge Qing was dragged out of bed by Wang Ye's forced wake-up measures of shaking his body and throwing off the quilt. After doing Tai Chi for a while, after eating, I watched Wang Ye go to work, and then collapsed back to the sofa, holding the mobile phone to reply to the message that appeared after going to bed.

The news of Fu Rong who was chatting on the top was the most conspicuous. Zhuge Qing poked it open and took a look. Before she arrived, she helped him arrange all the follow-up itinerary five days in advance, and even everything needed for the opening ceremony on the day of filming. Help Zhuge Qing get ready.Fu Rong may have stayed up all night, and the last message was sent at three o'clock in the morning. The content was to tell Zhuge Qing to calm down, pay attention to rest, and prepare for the filming five days later. Dare to stay overnight at the bar again, and wait for her in three days. Kill and go back to Xingshi to question the crime.

Zhuge Qing sent three good words in a row, and it is really possible to turn a kitchen knife into a machete when he has a violent temper. The agent comrade who asked him to beg for mercy vowed to adjust his state absolutely, and all the cells of his body were preparing for the filming.After returning to Fu Rong, Zhuge Qing glanced at the remaining messages, most of them were insignificant overtures and teasing, Zhuge Qing picked a few replies at random, then threw the phone aside, picked up the script and planned to think about it Role.

But Zhuge Qing didn't look at it for long. The ticking second hand in the living room was so noisy that he couldn't concentrate in such a quiet environment.Zhuge Qing was speechless, threw the script in his hand on the table, imitated Wang Ye and sat down into a paralyzed man, lying on the sofa in a daze.

Sending a dumbfounded mind full of Wang Ye.

Six days, six days before the start of filming, only six days left before Zhuge Qing left Beijing for Suzhou, and five days before he was completely trapped without a king for three full months.

For three whole months.Zhuge Qing thought.In three months, anything can happen.

He remembered what Wang Ye said last night. After Wang Ye finished speaking, these words lingered in Zhuge Qing's mind.

"I'm either working or working as your nanny during this period of time. Is there any chance to meet any girl?"

When these words came out, Zhuge Qing was actually stunned for a moment, he looked at Wang Ye stupidly, his tongue was so stiff that he could not move, he could only round his mouth and let out a dry sound with his throat , Forcibly using acting skills, turning panic into frustration of not being able to get gossip.Then take advantage of Wang Ye's thoughtfulness to let this inexplicable embarrassment fade away in silence.

Then all gathered in Zhuge Qing's heart.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener tastes the intention.

Zhuge Qing suddenly realized that the self who said he wanted to find a partner for Wang Ye had become another factor preventing him from being single.For more than half a year, Zhuge Qing enjoyed the tenderness, care and obedience that Wang Ye gave him, and enjoyed the habit and natural acquisition that made these good intentions go deep into the marrow.

With Wang Ye's dedication, there is Zhuge Qing's harvest, but without Zhuge Qing's dedication, Wang Ye's harvest.

This is not in line with Zhuge Qing's concept and behavior towards any kind of emotion. It is an exception, out of balance, and makes regret and fear sweep Zhuge Qing's whole body.

He is regretting his ignorance and greed, and he is afraid that everything will change in three months.

Zhuge Qing likes what he has now, and the half a year he has had. Even if there are misunderstandings, noises, and boredom, but if he is asked to do it all over again, he will still choose to fight with Wang Ye for another half a year. I hope that for the rest of the half year, including the three months when I went away to film, I can also have Wang Ye who pinches his face, scolds him and has nothing to do with me.

But such possession is neither correct nor normal.

Very abnormal.Zhuge Qing looked at the ceiling and thought.Wang Ye is not his, and it may not be true that he has no other friends. It's just that he is closer to himself than others, and he looks a little special. Because of this, he can't just... just...

Zhuge Qing couldn't think anymore, there was something preventing his thoughts from going down, some emotion was resisting, he was desperately strangling an idea that seemed to be about to start to develop at the seedling stage.But the vitality of this little seedling is very tenacious, the space of the heart is so big, if it is not allowed to grow here, it will burrow into the ground, hide, take root deeply and firmly, and then wait for the driver, nothing can be pinched Dead tree comes.

Zhuge Qing is unaware of its struggle. The mainstream rationality and thinking covering the top hides it tightly. When the seedlings are fighting, they release their boredom and evasion psychology, diverting his attention and letting Zhuge Qing fly away. Standing up from the sofa at once, he decided to change his clothes and find Wang Zhenqiu's troubles for entertainment.

It was still early, and Wang Zhenqiu's bar usually didn't open until after five in the afternoon, and closed at six in the morning the next day.I don't know how long they played at yesterday's celebration. Zhuge Qing looked through Moments and found that Wang Zhenqiu had sent a group photo at two o'clock in the morning, thinking that the end time should be later.

The time displayed on the upper right corner of the phone was still when Wang Zhenqiu was asleep. Zhuge Qing couldn't go find someone directly at this time. After leaving a sentence in his chat box, he read the script again.Concentrated until Wang Ye held the water glass in front of his eyes, Zhuge Qing realized that it was time for lunch.

"If you can be so dedicated every day and don't go out to be a demon, Fu Rong doesn't have to ask me to watch you for her." Wang also put the food in front of Zhuge Qing, and knocked Zhuge Qing's bowl with chopsticks, "Don't look The script is ready, let's eat."

It's not that I want to hold on to the script and not let go.Zhuge Qing glanced at Wang Ye, muttering in his heart.It's that I don't want to see you now.

But Wang also didn't know Zhuge Qing's inner drama. Seeing that Zhuge Qing was still dawdling, he let out a snort, then pulled the script very domineeringly, put it in his hand, stared at Zhuge Qing and said, "Eat!" !"

Zhuge Qing pouted, and when he picked up his rice bowl, he muttered, "Why are you like my mother?"

"What do you say?"

"I didn't say anything." Zhuge Qing stuffed a piece of meat into Wang Ye's bowl, but his eyes were only floating below Wang Ye's mouth, "Don't talk, stop nagging, Mama Wang."

"Hi you...Cheng, Cheng, don't talk, eat."

Zhuge Qing chewed with his head covered, his masseter muscles used all his life's speed and bite force, faster than he could swallow a box of rice when filming, pulled the rice in the bowl into his mouth a few times, then stood up with a brush, and pulled out a After wiping his oily mouth with a wet paper towel, he flushed into the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" Wang also called from behind.

"Go on a date!" Zhuge Qing thought up an excuse, and replied with a raised decibel to dispel the guilty conscience of lying.

"Huh? At this time?"

"I have someone to date anytime!"

It was quiet outside for a while, and then I heard Wang Ye say again: "Who is it, a friend from the celebration party last night?"

"Hmm... um! That's right!"

Anyway, Wang Zhenqiu also fit Wang Ye's question. Zhuge Qing hesitated for a while, then nodded loudly and firmly.

There was no sound outside again. Zhuge Qing was a little confused. He couldn't hear the sound and couldn't figure out what Wang was doing and what expression he was showing. He moved closer to the door, his ears pricked up to catch the sound.

"...Are you still coming back for dinner?" Wang Ye finally made his voice again.

"Not coming back."

"Okay, I'm done eating too, you come out and pack up later."

"Oh!"

There was a crisp sound of knocking on the porcelain outside the door, and Wang was also clearing the table; then there was the sound of footsteps, and Wang was also moving the tableware to the sink, and then there was a crisp sound, footsteps, footsteps, stop .

It was quiet again.

Zhuge Qing held his breath, Wang Ye's shadow was right in front of his eyes, on the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

"Where are you going...to? When do you want to come back?" Wang Ye asked, his tone was hesitant, his voice was covered by the glass door, and squeezed into Zhuge Qing's ear muffledly, "Do you want me to pick you up?" ?”

Zhuge Qing's mind was stuck, he didn't expect that Wang would ask these questions, and he didn't know how to answer, he didn't expect that the panic of random chatter would come to an end immediately.

"Hey, where can I go, think about my identity, where else can I go besides Qiu'er's bar?" Zhuge Qing tried his best to perform a relaxed performance. He even stuffed a toothbrush into his mouth and performed a physical performance, " It's just that I don't know when it will end..."

"Well, just give me a message when the time comes. Don't be too late, and be careful not to be discovered by Fu Rong."

"... I see, you go to work quickly!"

Footsteps sounded again, followed by the opening and closing of the door, and the sound of the express car's motor starting.

Wang Ye finally went out, and Zhuge Qing finally dared to open the bathroom and walked into his own living room, taking a breath of indoor air full of Wang Ye's smell, holding a heart that could not stop beating, he quickly finished dressing , ran towards Wang Zhenqiu's bar.

Sure enough, the bar was not open, but Zhuge Qing had Wang Zhenqiu's phone number and the key to the back door of the bar. When he came in through the back door, he saw the bartender and waiters were already making preparations for opening.They all yawned and tidied up lazily. One of the waitress girls who had a close personal relationship saw Zhuge Qing and shouted, "Ah Qing, are you here to find Brother Qiu?"

"Well, what about others? Still sleeping on it?"

"No, he went out early in the morning."

"Going out?"

"Yes, it is said that a beautiful sister came to him for business."

Zhuge Qing said, "Wang Zhenqiu has a wide circle of people. Most of the time, even he doesn't know who this person has friends. The beautiful sister he said can represent a wife who is up to 80 years old and a child who is [-] or [-] years old." Girl, he doesn't know who this beautiful sister is now.

"Then did he say when he'll be back?" Zhuge Qing asked again.

"Let's go tonight. Brother Qiu said that the beautiful sister is a big shot in the industry and cannot be neglected."

Zhuge Qing now knows who the beautiful sister is, and the big shots in the circle don't dare to neglect, who else can it be except Xia He?It is estimated that Xia He asked Wang Zhenqiu to discuss how to secretly bring Zhang Lingyu to the bar. Maybe sometime tomorrow, they will be able to see the three-dimensional true appearance of that mysterious Zhang Lingyu.

"Okay, then I'll wait here for him to come back."

Zhuge Qing found a sofa and sat down, beckoned again, and said to the waiter girl who answered him with a smile: "I'm thirsty, can you pour me a drink? Anything is fine, just hide it in the cabinet RIO in 82!"

"How can there be such a thing, besides, we dare not touch Brother Qiu's cabinet, the wages are gone!" The waitress girl laughed and spat, but she didn't stop moving, and helped Zhuge Qing open a door from the counter. Put a can of Coke, add ice cubes, and put it in front of Zhuge Qing, "We can only take this, I am wronging you, Ah Qing."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you pour it, plain water will taste sweet."

Zhuge Qing blinked, and fired a sweet wink at her, but it was a pity that she would not accept it. With a wave of the back of his hand, he fanned a pink love heart back to the original owner, and whispered: "Ah Qing, you should accept it." Get over this habit of flirting with girls."

"Huh? How could I? Shouldn't I praise a cute girl?"

The waitress girl rolled her eyes, pouted her mouth, and stopped talking, but Zhuge Qing still saw her mouth opening and closing rapidly, and muttered: No wonder there is a bodyguard Xiao Wang.

Bodyguard Xiao Wang?what is that?

Zhuge Qing raised his eyebrows, and was about to ask a question when he heard a knock at the back door, and Wang Zhenqiu came back.

"Little Qing'er, didn't you say you would come at night?" Wang Zhenqiu blinked, "You miss me so much!"

"Hey, who misses you, I need you urgently."

Zhuge Qing walked over, hooked Wang Zhenqiu's neck, and asked in his ear, suppressing his voice.

"Do you know any emotional consultants? It's best to have a lot of experience."

"Aren't you?"

"I didn't finish talking, so what are you talking about. It's different from me..."

Zhuge Qing muttered, licked his lips, his eyes flickered.

"The kind that specializes in consulting about homosexuality."