Who is not Bai Yueguang?

Qiuqiu got off the car halfway to pack dinner, and the three of them returned to Xue Qiao's house, but the room was silent when they opened the door.

Qiuqiu let out a "huh", Xue Qiao glanced at the time on the phone screen, it was not too late: "It should be something to go out."

He asked the hungry Qiuqiu to eat first, then bowed his head and sent a text message to Bi He.Qin Liran slightly turned his head to take a look, the eyes behind the lens were not clear, and then he pulled out the chair as usual and sat down, and had dinner in silence with Qiuqiu face to face.

Qiuqiu ate his dinner in twos and said to Xue Qiao who had just picked up the bowl: "Brother, if I have nothing to do, I'll go back first?"

Xue Qiao nodded: "Go back early, thanks for your hard work."

"Go back and write an itinerary report for me." Qin Liran raised his head and said, "Don't be late tomorrow morning."

"Oh." Qiuqiu's originally satiated expression was immediately replaced by sadness. Seeing that Qin Liran was still eating, he asked, "Brother Qin, shall I wait for you to go together?"

"No need." Qin Liran said lightly, "I still have something to say to Ah Qiao."

So Qiuqiu left with a sad face.

Qin Liran was more silent than usual this day, and he still ate slowly. He didn't talk about some work arrangements until Xue Qiao put down the bowl and chopsticks.After instructing one thing in detail, he glanced at the time seemingly unintentionally, and asked casually, "Your friend hasn't come back yet?"

Xue Qiao said, "He said he has something to deal with."

Seeing that his expression was as usual, Qin Liran looked at him quietly through the lens for a while, and then asked: "How long will he stay?"

"What's wrong?" Xue Qiao lowered his head and packed the takeaway boxes after eating.

Qin Liran said in a deep voice: "As a manager, I don't agree with you living with others for too long, it's not convenient for us."

Xue Qiao tidied up his things and put them at the door, then went back into the kitchen and washed his hands. After finishing all this, he wiped his hands and said, "I know you are worried, but I won't let Xiao He leave until he speaks."

Qin Liran was taken aback, and asked almost subconsciously: "Why?"

Xue Qiao didn't answer right away.Qin Liran's question just came out too quickly, and he quickly realized it. He looked at Xue Qiao with the same seriousness on his face: "As far as I know, you haven't contacted this high school classmate for many years. , you are a public figure, and you cannot let your guard down on anyone."

Xue Qiao didn't speak, Qin Liran frowned: "Ah Qiao, you are so kind."

Xue Qiao suddenly laughed.

Qin Liran was taken aback for a moment, seeing Xue Qiao leaning on the bar with a smile on his face that he didn't quite understand.It took a long time to hear Xue Qiao say: "Liran, you know me, and you should know that I am not always like this."

This time it was Qin Liran's turn to stop talking, Xue Qiao comforted him: "I told you, don't worry."

He looked ordinary, but his tone was irrefutable. In fact, he was indeed such a person. He said very little, and he was more reliable than anyone else in many cases.

Qin Liran almost subconsciously glanced at the bag he put aside, which contained Bi He's materials, he opened his mouth, but the words on his lips changed: "Then I have to ask you, he is just one of your High school classmates?"

When he said this, he turned his head and met Xue Qiao's gaze. He was his manager, and even such a slightly aggressive question could be explained as his responsibility.

Xue Qiao also obviously didn't care about his sudden question, but instead smiled, and that smile was a little soft.Qin Liran saw him looking this way, turned his head, and felt that he was looking at the little night lamp in the shape of a little panda on the dining table.

Xue Qiao didn't answer directly, but with a smile on his lips, he felt like he was chatting with an old friend, and his eyes had a trace of memories: "You know what? When Xiaohe first spoke to me , My mood is probably the same as... when I got the rookie award back then."

"You want to tell me." Qin Liran's voice was cold, "Is he very important to you?"

He wants to ask do you know who he is now?Do you know who you take as an important person?But he looked at Xue Qiao, but for the first time he felt that he couldn't speak.

Xue Qiao's expression was too peaceful, for a moment, Qin Liran almost couldn't bear it.

"There are too many people who are important to me." Xue Qiao still had a faint smile, "As for Xiaohe..."

He paused at this point, and the smile on his face deepened.

At this moment, Qin Liran's heart almost sank.

He has taken Xue Qiao with him since his debut, and the two have almost become excellent actors and ace managers together. He thinks he knows Xue Qiao well, and he is the closest person to Xue Qiao except for Qiuqiu's assistant.

But now he was not sure.The last time he had a sense of vigilance was when he found out that Xue Qiao cared about Qiao Mingxi very much, but now when he looked at Xue Qiao, he felt that the other party's treatment of that little gangster named Bi He was different from that of Qiao Mingxi...

Qin Liran didn't dare to think about this difference.

He just stood up after being silent for a long time, and said goodbye to Xue Qiao as usual: "I'm going back, pay attention to rest."

Originally, he was going to tell Xue Qiao the truth, but now he didn't know what to say.

Qin Liran walked out of Xue Qiao's house downstairs, frowning in a rare troubled way.He was worried that Xue Qiao obviously had a very good memory about the past. If this memory was torn apart in front of him, would Xue Qiao still show the same expression just now?

If it made Xue Qiao sad, it was not his intention.

He stood at the door for a while, then pushed his glasses as if thinking for a while, walked to the side of the road and raised his hand to stop a taxi.

The reason why Bi He didn't return to Xue Qiao's house at this time came very suddenly, and he was followed by someone.

To be precise, when he was worried about the somewhat abnormal sister Rui and was about to go back to the outskirts of the city to have a look, he found that An Jin's people were looking for him again, so he turned and ran away.

He didn't go back the same way, he didn't want these people to find out that he lived at Xue Qiao's house.I didn't know where to go for a while, and walked out several streets indiscriminately, still feeling that someone was following me.

When the phone rang again, Bi He's expression was almost angry, and he almost exhausted all his strength and acting skills to ask An Jin on the other end of the phone in a peaceful tone: "Are you looking for me?"

"Xiaohe!" An Jin said eagerly, "Stay where you are, I'll come and find you right now."

"Don't come here." Bi He whispered, his expression was a little cold, "I don't want to see you."

He looked up at the passing cars, and An Jin was almost growling: "Just one side, just one side! Xiaohe, you have suffered for so many years, why don't you come to me? At least let me see you." On your side..."

A car drove by in front of Bi He, and stopped after going out for a long way. The rear door opened, and a person walked out.

Bi He didn't see it at first, and he was concentrating on dealing with An Jin on the other side of the phone, and his tone was a little puzzled: "Enduring hardship? Is there any?"

"You don't need to comfort me." An Jin gritted his teeth, "Xiaohe, you are just too strong. Tell me, who made you fall there? Don't be afraid, tell me!"

Bi He was really helpless: "An Jin."

The people over there were getting closer and closer to him, and their footsteps stopped suddenly.

Bi He also turned his back on the caller: "Even if you find out that I didn't go to college, even if you find out that my past few years have been different from what you imagined, even..."

While talking, he turned around and wanted to leave, and had a close-up face-to-face with the person behind him.

Bi He paused and forgot to speak.

"Mr. Bi." Qin Liran raised his chin slightly, with an arrogant and indifferent expression, "Are you free to talk?"

Bi He and Qin Liran sat facing each other, and an unopened document was lying on the delicate table in the coffee shop.

This scene was so weird that Bi He couldn't help being distracted.

He still looks like the black-haired Bi He that he had been pretending for the past few days, with a handsome face, without the panic that was instinctive when he first saw Qin Liran just now on his face, he seemed too calm—or it didn't matter.

He even smiled when he looked at the profile of himself on the table, thinking that the faint hostility of the other party in the previous few meetings was really not his illusion.

This is so much fun.The yellow-haired Bihe made a big comparison to the black-haired Bihe——"Bang!"

He tilted his head to look at the information, then glanced at Qin Liran again, and said in a tone of "as expected", "You are the other person who investigated me."

Qin Liran didn't understand what he meant by "the other group", but admitted his part without any concealment: "As a manager, I can't let any suspicious person appear beside my artists. "

Bi He let out a long "Oh—"

Qin Liran looked at him through the lens. At this time, Bi He didn't need to pretend, he completely lost the restrained and harmless look he had when he first met him, his whole shoulders and backs slumped, and he looked like a disgusting little hooligan. appearance.

"So what do you want to talk to me about? Ask me if I have any intentions?" Bi He grinned. He was not interested in trying to make excuses and continue to pretend with acting skills. Qin Liran had already investigated everything about him, so he didn't have to waste time strength.

"Actually, if it's possible." Qin Liran frowned slightly, with undisguised disgust in his cold expression, "I really don't want to have a conversation with someone like you."

This sentence can be called impolite, but Bi He was not angry at all, and even took a sip of the coffee in front of him, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Seeing Qin Liran's frown deepened, he seemed happy instead, and when the coffee cup was put down, there was a soft, crisp sound: "But you are sitting in front of me."

He paused, then smiled and said, "That's really too bad."

Qin Liran sneered, and picked up the information on the table. In fact, he was already familiar with the content on the opposite side: "Bi He, you don't have a serious job. Two months ago, under the order of Miss Chen, you beat an ordinary white-collar worker to death. He was admitted to the hospital; a year ago, he drove a man surnamed Wang to jump into the river and escape; three years ago, he spent half a year in the underground racetrack to help people start gambling games; five years ago..."

He seldom talked for such a long time with strangers outside of work, his tone was slow, but his voice was getting colder and colder.He stopped talking about five years ago, as if he had no interest in talking.

He slowly closed the document, and slowly picked up his coffee cup.

Unlike Bi He's rudeness, he can almost be said to be elegant, but his face is too beautiful, and that kind of cold aggression makes it almost inadvertent to appreciate this elegance.

"This is your life." He smiled lightly, and raised his eyes slightly to look at Bi He, "Am I right?"