Who is not Bai Yueguang?

Bi He didn't want to go to the hospital, he had to spend money to go: "It's okay, it just looks scary, and it's so late now."

Xue Qiao disagreed: "At least I have to go and see it tomorrow, and I will accompany you?"

"Brother." Qiuqiu reminded from the side, "I'm going to fly tomorrow."

It was only then that Xue Qiao remembered that there was an announcement to go to other places the next day, and before he had time to say anything, Bi He stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder lightly.

"It's really fine, is there something I don't know to go by myself?" Bi He tilted his head and blinked his eyes.

Like that teenager who broke his knee all those years ago and told him to take it easy in the infirmary.

Xue Qiao just gave up, and gave a few more instructions uneasy.

Bi He kept nodding his head, with an obedient and cooperative face, but the yellow-haired Bi He in his heart spread his hands in disdain—it's no wonder he could listen.

"I'm hungry." Qiuqiu ran to the dining table to open a takeaway box, "Brother, it's time to eat. Well, Bi...ah, let's eat."

Bi He and Xue Qiao walked to the dining table together, reminding her: "Bi He."

"Oh! Bihe." Qiuqiu was a little embarrassed. In her opinion, it is a bit impolite not to remember other people's names. "I'm sorry, I have a bad memory."

"My name is too strange." Bi He smiled at him, and the three of them sat down and began to eat.

Bi He felt that compared to the manager that day, this girl named Qiuqiu was more like Xue Qiao's colleague. He always felt that Qin Liran's aura did not match Xue Qiao, who was always refreshing, and he didn't know why. , he felt uncomfortable facing each other.

Bi He was sitting upright, maintaining a shy and quiet posture, thinking that this takeaway is quite delicious, and it seems that it is from a well-known old-fashioned pan-fried restaurant.

Seeing him bowing his head and eating seriously, Xue Qiao didn't speak, but just reached out and pushed the soup in front of him.

Qiuqiu looked left and looked again, somehow feeling that she was a bit redundant.

She quietly observed Bi He while biting the pan fried. In fact, this was the second time she saw Bi He, but whether it was his appearance or his gestures, or even the way he raised his head when he saw Xue Qiao pushing the soup bowl over, With a shallow smile, she felt deja vu.

It is indeed very similar to Qiao Mingxi.She quietly came to a conclusion in her heart.

Qiuqiu left after dinner, and reminded Xue Qiao of the departure time before leaving.

Sending away the assistant who took away the unfinished pan-fried takeaway, Xue Qiao locked the door and said to Bi He, "I'll be back after the event the day after tomorrow. Can you stay at home alone?"

Bi He nodded hastily, he doesn't have to worry about the color of his hair if Xue Qiao isn't here, of course it's fine.

The two sat on the sofa for a while. Xue Qiao seemed to have the habit of watching TV. He adjusted a few channels with the remote control, and finally stopped on the pineapple channel that was playing an idol drama.

The male lead is quite handsome, but he has facial paralysis, and there is no love in the eyes of the female lead.

Bi He still felt a little familiar.

"The current idol dramas seem to have no requirements for acting skills." The room was too quiet, and Bi He had nothing to say.

"Xu Xixi has a movie face, so she may not be very suitable for the small screen." Xue Qiao thought he was talking about the heroine, and explained casually.

Bi He nodded, and looked awkward without saying a few words at the beginning of the topic, and then said: "This leading actor is not like a professional actor."

He looked at the screen, and seemed to smile when he heard Xue Qiao: "Mingxi was born as an idol, and has no professional training. This level is not bad."

Bi He was stunned for a moment, guessing that this was Xue Qiao's friend. In fact, he didn't say anything, but he felt inexplicably embarrassed to be heard by the person who said something bad: "You know each other? Ah...it's pretty good-looking."

Xue Qiao explained: "He played my brother in "Wolf Smoke", and he is also a guest in "Friends Apartment", remember?"

It was only then that Bi He remembered why he looked familiar.

There was a weird feeling in his heart, and he couldn't explain it, but he didn't care. Xue Qiao was a celebrity, and the friends he made were also celebrities. In fact, it didn't have much to do with a fool like him.

It was just a meal ticket for him to use the name of a friend.

Thinking of this, Bi He finally feels at ease.

The two were silent for a while, and the idol drama began to play the ending song. The heroine walked into the airport with a suitcase, leaving the hero far behind.

Bi He heard Xue Qiao's voice next to him: "Xiao He."

He turned his head and met Xue Qiao's gaze.

Xue Qiao's eyeballs are light in color.

"I haven't had a chance to ask you properly these two days." He heard Xue Qiao ask in a deep voice, "How have you been these years since graduation?"

Bi He remained silent for a few seconds before showing a little smile: "Very good."

His mind was spinning rapidly, and he said slowly: "I just keep reading, going to school... You know, I don't like going out very much, and I don't have any hobbies."

When he spoke, he seemed to turn his head inadvertently, as if he was attracted by a creative advertisement on TV: "It's... pretty good."

This sentence is true. He has been jumping up and down in the tube building all these years, and he has lived a really good life.

Except no money.

He seemed to have really returned to many years ago suddenly, and his courage became as timid as before, and he didn't dare to turn his head to look Xue Qiao's eyes.

So he didn't see Xue Qiao smiled softly.

Xue Qiao didn't continue to ask, but asked with concern: "How is your job search today?"

Bi He had already thought about the answer to this question, touched the gauze on the bridge of his nose and said embarrassingly: "You saw it too, it was smashed like this, so I didn't care about it."

"Finding a job by yourself is very hard, I can help you pay attention." Xue Qiao said, "What did you study in college?"

"Chinese." Bi He answered casually without thinking about it, and then he realized it, and said awkwardly, "Well, I only went abroad after finishing my undergraduate degree."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to bite his tongue again. He had already set up a reason for not contacting Xue Qiao for so many years. Wasn't it because he was busy studying abroad after going abroad?Now it is said that the university is in China, how can this be explained?

Sure enough, people who haven't read are stupid?Bi He thought angrily.

But he didn't wait for Xue Qiao's questioning, he only heard the other party say: "Okay, I'll help you pay attention."

"No need." Bi He hurriedly said, turned around and saw Xue Qiao looking at him, and added, "No, I won't trouble you."

Xue Qiao smiled and said nothing.

Bi He stood up: "I... I'm a little sleepy, let's take a shower first."

"The water heater switch is turned to the left." Xue Qiao reminded again.

Bi He nodded and ran away like an escape.

After closing the bathroom door, the black-haired Bi He punched the yellow-haired Bi He several times.

Xue Qiao waited for Bi He to close the bathroom door but did not look away. The next episode of the idol drama had already started playing on the TV. Xue Qiao got up and turned off the ceiling light in the living room. Only the small decorative light next to the sofa was on.

His handsome face was hidden in the darkness, unable to reveal the expression on his face.

An Jin didn't know how many times he dialed Bi He's phone number, but he still couldn't get through.

After hanging up the phone, he slumped back into the recliner, resting his hands on the back of his head and staring at the starry sky boredly.

To this day, he still has a sense of unreality like a dream.

Bi He, whom he took into his arms that day, seemed to be still in front of his eyes, quietly staying where he was, with a shy smile on his lips.

He has been looking for Bi He for many years, and his friends who grew up together have told him why he should be so persistent.

For many people, many things can fade away with time, but there are always one or two things, or one or two people, that will never be forgotten.

For An Jin, Bi He, whom he passionately pursued when he was young, is his obsession.

Just like that song sang, not by my side, but in my heart.