Trajectory 2: entangled curves

After the party, Zhuge Qinuo, Deng Qing and Mi Bei filmed for a few more days. Because of business activities, Deng Qing asked for leave from the crew after finishing his scenes.

In the remaining time, Zhuge Qinuo and Mi Bei also finished filming their last scene.

After the show, Zhuge Qinuo left first, and Mi Bei followed him with a few brisk steps: "Are you going home today?"

Zhuge Qinuo: "No, it will be a long time since I have to come back now. I might as well take a rest today."

Mi Bei: "Well, I'll take you to a fun place later."

She was still frightened by the last test: "Where?"

"You'll know when you get there." Mi Bei said and turned away.

Zhuge Qinuo followed up: "How do you know if I am willing to go if you don't tell me?"

"Then are you willing to go?" Mi Bei suddenly stopped and turned to look at her.

For one or two seconds, Zhuge Qinuo did not respond. It was not that she did not want to respond, but this turn was a little too pleasing to the eyes. He asked twice, and Zhuge Qinuo was still immersed in his gaze just now. The questioning and expectation in his eyes were a little beyond her imagination.

To put it simply, she didn't expect Mi Bei to take the initiative to find her and play!

"I'll wait for you at the door of the dressing room." Mi Bei finally spoke, and then walked away. He thought she would agree quickly, but she didn't answer. He thought this was a way out for himself.

After changing out of the costume and putting on a loose long skirt, I felt relaxed and cool. Zhuge Qinuo returned to the dressing room and Mi Bei was already removing her makeup. It takes a lot of energy to put on and remove makeup every time I shoot a scene, which is why we often shoot until very late even when the weather is good, because we can't waste the time it takes to dress up.

The two did not speak.

Zhuge Qinuo removed her makeup and washed her face like a wolf, then took out her own cosmetics and put on some light makeup.

Mi Bei didn't come back after removing his makeup, but he said he would wait at the door of the dressing room, so she was not worried.

Zhuge Qinuo also walked out of the dressing room and looked towards the exit of the passage. No one was there. He felt disappointed, but also had some speculation: Could it be that he was angry because I didn't answer him just now and didn't want to wait any longer?

"Let's go." Before any negative emotions could occur, Mi Bei's magnetic voice came from behind.

"Okay." Like an extinguished candle being suddenly lit, Zhuge Qinuo followed without any hesitation.

She didn't know why, even though she was much bigger than Mi Bei, she would be overwhelmed by him sometimes. She took out the car keys and handed them to Mi Bei: "Where are you going?"

Mi Bei stopped, looked her up and down, didn't say anything, didn't take the car keys, but turned around and left.

Zhuge Qinuo: "Aren't you driving? I don't know where to go. I asked you where you were going but you didn't tell me and just turned around and left. It's easy to lose your girlfriend this way."

"The key!" Mi Bei stopped and held out his hand. "How did you know?"

"Know what?" Zhuge Qinuo asked as she handed him the key. She admitted that her thinking process could not keep up with the young people.

Mibe: “Nothing.”

She wanted to say something more, but the best way to deal with a topic terminator was to remain silent.

She just followed Mi Bei to the car.

"I used to be a trainee." Mi Bei finally spoke first.

Zhuge Qinuo: "I know!"

"Have you seen me dance? Do you think I dance well?" The question was quite straightforward.

"It looks good." The answer was crisp and clear.

Mibe: “Really?”

"It's beautiful. I've seen the dances on your Weibo. They're very beautiful." Faced with this soul-searching question, Zhuge Qinuo couldn't lose. She tried her best to show that she had indeed made up for her lessons and watched his videos and Weibo carefully.

Mi Bei: "Today, some of my former trainee friends from Korea are coming over to have a get-together. I saw that you were free so I thought we could go and have some fun together."

"Oh?" Zhuge Qinuo suddenly became happy, and asked with a smile, "So you consider me a friend?"

Mi Bei did not answer. Are they friends? He was not sure, so he did not want to answer easily. There was no special reason for inviting her to the party with friends. He just regarded it as a kind of compensation for helping Deng Qing test her last time.

"Hey, isn't it?" After hearing what Mi Bei just said, Zhuge Qinuo felt a little dizzy. She suddenly felt less awkward with Mi Bei, who was like an iceberg. She continued to ask with a smile, "Hey, can you say something?"

Mi Bei: "You are already a mother, so you should be more restrained."

Zhuge Qinuo: "I don't restrain myself in front of my son either. So..."

After saying this, as you can imagine, what he got in return was a roll of his eyes from Mi Bei, two shakes of his head, a "What do you think?" and the following silence.

The car drove to the basement of a shopping mall. Mi Bei put on a mask and got out of the car, and Zhuge Qinuo followed him out.

"Wow, you're not having dinner at a mall, are you? Is your friend famous now? Is he Korean or Chinese? If he's famous, won't you be too conspicuous? Aren't you afraid of your fans seeing you? If you're not afraid of these, having a midnight snack at a mall is too uneconomical. It closes at 10 o'clock, and you probably can't take orders after 9:9. It's already past o'clock." She had a lot of question marks.

"I don't eat, I'm not famous, I don't have fans, and it's already past 9 o'clock, so we have to be quick." Mibei used less than one-fifth of the space to answer Zhuge Qinuo's long list of questions.

But the point is that she still doesn't know what on earth she is doing in the mall so late at night.

Mi Bei took her to a clothing store and said, "This is the brand I wear when I dance."

"Well! And then..." Before he could ask any questions, Mi Bei had already walked into the store. He saw that it was indeed this brand on the back of his clothes.

She had already followed them in naturally. She seemed to know what they were doing, but when she saw where Mi Bei was standing, she was frightened again and whispered, "Hey, this is women's clothing."

Mibe: “I know.”

"Why are you buying women's clothing? For your girlfriend? Did you bring me here so that I can help you choose?" Zhuge Qinuo's words had a sneaky vibe.

"You don't have to choose." Mi Bei ignored her and continued to look at clothes.

"If you don't want to be picky, then don't be picky." Zhuge Qinuo didn't want to make himself look boring, so he kept a certain distance from him and pretended to look at clothes.

"Sir, these styles here are all selling very well. These styles will be very suitable for your girlfriend." Mi Bei's eyelids twitched and he glanced at the so-called "suitable" area, "That one, and this skirt, with a pair of socks, find them according to her size."

"Okay! Here are some couple's pieces that go with this dress. Would you like to take a look?"

Mibe: “No need!”

"Okay, okay, that's fine. It matches the one you're wearing." Although the answer was negative, the clerk still turned around and actively got to work.

There was no one else in the store except them. Mi Bei's words were not loud, but every word fell into Zhuge Qinuo's ears. They looked at each other from a distance, Mi Bei turned her head away, and she took a few steps forward, came to his side and said mysteriously: "I thought so, you let me accompany you to buy clothes, and they are women's clothes, but you don't let me choose. It turns out that my task is to be a ruler. Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Mibei frowned and didn't answer.

After Zhuge Qinuo clarified her mission, she was obviously relieved. "I didn't expect you to be so quiet and nice to your girlfriend. It turns out you like petite girls. How about this, you buy another men's piece, and it will be a small gift from me to my brother and his future sister-in-law."

"Is this woman sure she can accept the facts that are about to happen?" Mi Bei was speechless at Zhuge Qinuo's confident guess.

"Who is your brother?" he replied, his cold tone freezing the air around them.

Zhuge Qinuo wanted to say something else, but she knew when to stop. She could already guess that the person he was going to meet today might be a girl, a girl he liked, and he was just trying to pick a gift for her at the last minute. She was determined to help him complete this task.

The clerk had just picked up the clothes.

"I'll try it!"

"Ok!"

When Zhuge Qinuo walked into the fitting room, Mi Bei paid the money: "She's ready, let her wait for me."

"Okay, okay." The clerk replied.