Trajectory 2: entangled curves

The sound of washing in the early morning finally affected Zhuge Qinuo. "He woke up? So early." She opened her eyes and saw that the only light in the dark living room came from the gap in Mi Bei's bedroom door.

I felt embarrassed to stay any longer, so I took a deep breath, got up, and stood in front of the sink to brush my teeth.

The position of the sofa can be seen just in the mirror.

"That is?"

"Pillow?"

"When? How come I didn't know anything about it?"

"Am I already that inattentive? How could I allow myself to sleep like that?"

"Oh, my God. Although I don't have any improper thoughts, he is a strange handsome guy after all, so I still have to maintain my image. How did I sleep last night?"

"He brought me the pillow, right? How did it get under my head? It couldn't have been him, could it?"

"You're awake." Mi Bei's voice suddenly sounded from behind, scaring Zhuge Qinuo and finally ending the "hundred thousand question marks" in her mind.

"Well, you can take a shower! I'll wait for you at the door until you're done and ready. Then you can come and open the door for me." Mi Bei suggested.

Zhuge Qinuo quickly rinsed his mouth: "You don't have to go outside, you can stay here. I'm not so particular. Oh, no, I mean..."

Mi Bei: "It's okay, I'd better stay outside."

Zhuge Qinuo: "This is too pitiful. How about you just go downstairs and wait for me?"

"I was thinking that since you're alone tonight, you don't have to sleep in this suite. It's such a waste. Pack your luggage and I'll help you get a new room." Mi Bei always felt that he owed her a big favor and wanted to try his best to do something for her.

"It's okay, I can do it myself!" Zhuge Qinuo quickly refused.

For so many years, she had done so many things by herself. She was not used to this sudden thoughtfulness from a man.

"I mean, if it's inconvenient for you to be in the lobby, you can go to the car first. I'll be quick. No need to wait outside. I can carry the luggage myself."

"Okay!" Without wasting any words, Mi Bei received the key handed over by Zhuge Qinuo and went out directly.

"Wow, it's absolutely impossible that he was the one who gave me the pillow to sleep on. He looked like he was trying to keep strangers away and was very cautious. The fact is that he kindly put the pillow aside and then I used it as my pillow." Zhuge Qinuo summarized the pillow incident.

As she said, she did everything quickly, taking a shower, tidying up, and making an appointment to change rooms.

Open the door.

Ah! Really, she had neglected this door again. She pushed the luggage with one hand and pulled the door with the other, and when she pulled it, she was pulled back a little.

After putting down my luggage and grasping the door handle with both hands to exert force, the door suddenly opened on its own.

Mi Bei, wearing black clothes and a black mask, held the door with one hand, with his bangs scattered, covering part of his eyes, which were probably still a little damp because he had just taken a shower.

Zhuge Qinuo: "You just took a shower too? I didn't notice before. Why don't you blow dry your hair? Go blow dry your hair!"

Mibe: “No need!”

Zhuge Qinuo: "Go ahead, this is not good for your health! You shouldn't even take a bath. Go and blow dry your hair. I'll wait for you."

He didn't know why he felt guilty, maybe it was because the other person had accompanied him to see the doctor and repeatedly told him not to take a shower, not to mention a bath, or maybe it was because he tossed and turned last night and had too many random thoughts, or maybe it was because this was not his home ground, but after being urged by Zhuge Qinuo, Mi Bei actually moved his feet.

Two minutes later, Mi Bei came out, wearing a hat, and saw Zhuge Qinuo just looking down and touching his phone.

"Let's go!" Without saying anything else, he just helped Zhuge Qinuo carry the luggage and walked straight forward.

"You really don't have to wait for me. I can handle such a small matter by myself. To avoid unnecessary trouble in the future..."

"Okay, I'll go to the car first."

Before Zhuge Qinuo finished speaking, Mi Bei already understood what she meant. He put his luggage in the trunk and got into the car.

She looked at Mi Bei who was sitting in the back seat and said, "You're not driving anymore?"

I don’t know if he didn’t hear it or didn’t want to answer, but he didn’t say anything.

"Well, we're not in a hurry anyway." Zhuge Qinuo also talked to himself in a tone of despair.

"Don't you like driving?" Mi Bei still had some conscience and actually took the initiative to speak.

"It's not that I don't like it! Well, I really don't like it now, especially driving at night. I have severe astigmatism, and when the street lights are on with high beams, or when the light is not good, do you know how that feels?" Zhuge Qinuo said, glancing at Mi Bei in the rearview mirror. Seeing that he had no intention of responding, "You definitely don't have this feeling, it's just particularly disastrous."

Sure enough, Mi Bei at the back stopped talking.

When we were almost at the set, I heard his voice: "Stop, I'll get out of the car and leave, you go in first."

"There's still at least one kilometer to go." Zhuge Qinuo was confused, but still stopped the car.

"To avoid unnecessary trouble in the future." Mi Bei answered her with the same words as hers.

While Zhuge Qinuo was still thinking about what to say in response, Mi Bei had already gotten out of the car on his own.

"Angry?" Zhuge Qinuo was at a loss. "Of course, no matter whether he is angry or not, I am just a stranger to him. What happened yesterday was just an accident. There is nothing wrong with him keeping a distance to avoid misunderstandings."

Although nothing out of the ordinary happened last night, she now felt like she had been abandoned after a one-night stand.

Mi Bei was walking on the road alone, he didn't know why he was so hypocritical. He thought of many reasons, and when he thought "it can't be because the other person didn't come to do anything all night, which affected his confidence", he felt ridiculous.

When Zhuge Qinuo arrived at the set, it was still a few minutes before 8 o'clock. But there were already quite a few people there, and everyone was making various preparations.

"You're a little early." The makeup artist who often does her makeup came forward.

Zhuge Qinuo was polite and efficient on the set, and few people knew exactly where she came from. However, everyone else saw how satisfied Xu Fei was with her, so they became more friendly and respectful to her.

Zhuge Qinuo: "Yeah, you guys are here early too."

Makeup artist: "There's a typhoon today and it's going to rain heavily. I think we'll have to finish work early. Didn't you get the text message?"

"No. Just thinking about getting off work early makes you very motivated, right?" Zhuge Qinuo responded with a smile.

"Yeah, let's go put on some makeup."

It was 20 minutes later that Mi Bei arrived at the lounge. At this time, people were coming in and out, coming and going, and it was even busier. He simply greeted the people in the room and nodded to Zhuge Qinuo as a greeting. Then he sat down at the seat farthest from Zhuge.

"Tsk, you have no conscience. You ran so far, are you hiding from the plague god?" After all, after a night of getting along, Zhuge Qinuo also knew that he had to avoid danger. But they were also friends in need, so normally the sense of alienation should be less and the distance should be closer. Unexpectedly, he got even further away.

Immediately, a makeup artist nearby came up to put on makeup for him: "Mibei, you didn't change your clothes."

Mi Bei: “I’m too lazy to wash.”

Mibei's makeup artist was still trying to find a topic: "You need an assistant. There is a little sister among our makeup artists who is your fan. She really wants to be your assistant. She can help you wash clothes and do things for you."

"I can't afford it." Mi Bei answered politely, but it made people dare not continue the conversation.

Although people were coming and going and Mi Bei was several meters away, the conversation between the two was still heard by Zhuge Qinuo and the makeup artist who was doing her makeup.

"Pfft!" The makeup artist chuckled.

"What's wrong?" Zhuge Qinuo asked puzzledly.

Makeup artist: "She actually tried to chat with Mibei."

"Is it difficult to chat with him?" Zhuge Qinuo was even more confused.

Makeup artist: "Although you haven't had much contact with him, but haven't you noticed? You know the chat terminator! I'm talking about him! Really cold."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Really? Not really."

Makeup artist: "Maybe you don't have enough contact with him. He only tells you the lines. Unless there is something, he won't take the initiative to talk to others. He won't talk too much if he can, and he will never talk to a woman if he can talk to a man."

"Are you so autistic?" Zhuge Qinuo couldn't help but want to laugh.

Makeup artist: "I heard that he was filming a variety show before, and he was paired with a female guest. After one episode, he hardly took the initiative to talk to the girl. Outside of the show, he didn't say a word to the female guest."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Not really!"

Makeup artist: "Was yesterday the first time you met?"

Zhuge Qinuo: “Yes!”

Makeup artist: “Did he talk to you?”

Zhuge Qinuo: “Yeah!”

Makeup artist: "Do you need to speak first?"

Zhuge Qinuo: "Yeah. He really is very frugal with words."

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