I quietly watch you play

Zhou Wei was so feverish that he talked nonsense in the dark, and Pei Qin stayed on the sidelines to watch over him, getting him up from time to time to drink some water or juice, and then using an ear thermometer to check whether his fever had subsided.

"When I was so sick, I stayed with you to sleep, and when you were sick, I stayed with you to sleep. Is there any justice in this world?"

Pei Qin took the opportunity to pinch his face, and then used a warm towel to physically cool him down.

"Just rely on me to purr purr you! You can torment me!"

"See if you make me mad one day, who still spoils you like me—"

He talked to himself to unbutton the collar of Zhou Wei's pajamas, his hands were cold, and his fingertips were stinging from Zhou Wei's scorching skin, and he retracted like an electric shock.

Zhou Wei went home last night and sent Pei Qin a message to borrow a car. When Pei Qin replied to him, he fell silent again and left as usual.

Pei Qin has been recuperating at home recently, and when he has nothing to do, he reads the script and feels that he has made up enough. Zhou Wei said that he would come to pick up the car at five o'clock in the morning, and he woke up just after four o'clock.

The garden was full of morning dew, and Pei Qin took the watering can and watered the hibiscus and begonias to cool his heart, and his shoes were also wet from the dew in the grass, and his feet were stained with mud.

Zhou Pei and his family are neighbors. The two villas are located on both sides of the lake in the villa area. There is a landscape river extending to the north across the artificial lake, which is the location of Louwang.

In terms of straight-line distance, from the east window of Zhou’s house, one can see into the west window of Pei’s house at a glance, and without a telescope, one can roughly see whether the person opposite is laughing or crying. Go around half a circle on the south side of the artificial lake, or cross the small varnished wooden bridge two miles north.

In Pei Qin's words, the farthest distance in the world is not the ends of the earth, nor is it that you don't know I love you, but the distance between people who are clearly facing each other and throwing a cigarette. If you take a step closer, you will drown.

Pei Qin's hands and feet were numb from the cold, squatting in the garden until a quarter past five, and before people came, the withered flowers and plants in the garden were about to be trampled to death by him.

Zhou Wei had nothing serious to do, but he said that he would definitely not delay the plane by borrowing a car to send someone off. Pei Qin felt panicked again, and wrapped himself in a thick cotton nightgown to drive in the basement.

As soon as he left the garden, he heard someone calling him across the river.

"I'm not going," Zhou Wei waved at him, his clothes were all dressed, and he seemed ready to go out, but he was caught by something: "I'm too sleepy, I can't drive, I have to go back to catch up on sleep."

After Zhou Wei finished speaking, he turned and walked back. Pei Qin caught a glimpse of his face as white as when he was sick, and he was shivering in the down jacket.

"Hey!" Pei Qin turned over the fence, and the infrared curtain alarm beeped, and the servants got up in shock, thinking that they had been thieves.

Pei Qin could climb over the fence but could not fly over the river. He stared blankly at Zhou Weihuang as he walked away, and decided to chase him down to the house to find out. He walked 800 meters along the lake wrapped in his nightgown like an old man.

When the group drove out, only one cook in Zhou's family got up to prepare breakfast, and Zhou Wei's stew was almost cooked in the room, but no one noticed.

Pei Qin was like a bully breaking into a private house, waking up the entire Zhou family. Ji Qing called the doctor without taking care of washing up, and Mr. Zhou waited for the result sullenly in the living room.

It wasn't until the chaos was over that Zhou Shuzhi came up from the basement with a cup of strong tea, his hair stained with sawdust, and he asked in a daze, "What happened?"

He didn't hear such a big movement before co-authoring, and he was more ignorant than the one who was burning.

Zhou Wei didn't sleep well, but he didn't wake up either. He turned over while hugging his chinchilla, and was still sleeping curled up like a small animal.

Afraid that he would touch the infusion needle on the back of his hand, Pei Qin leaned over to pull his arm, and then pulled the quilt to cover Zhou Wei. Zhou Wei's hot breath blew on his cheeks, with an inexplicable smell of body temperature .

He was sweating a little, the hair on his forehead was wet, his black eyelashes fell on his fair skin, his lips were slightly parted, pink like a hibiscus, as beautiful as Tang Li's surrealist painting.

Pei Qin heard his heart run wildly, like a panicked horseshoe. He quietly lowered his head as if obsessed with a ray of fragrance, not daring to breathe, so close that he could clearly see the fine fluff on the corners of Zhou Wei's lips.

Then the macro vision blurred, and Pei Qin couldn't control himself at all. He was trembling, like a dying beast wandering violently in the shadow of the boundary between day and night, trying to break free and rush out. Put it in the sun to dry.

Suddenly, Zhou Wei slapped him on the face, closed his eyes and murmured: "Stay away, it will be contagious—" Then he turned back and didn't even hug the pillow.

Pei Qin's throat was hot, his hands and feet were numb, and he asked like a stupid thief who had failed to steal, "What, what? What did you say?"

Zhou Wei turned over and went back to sleep, this time she didn't move for a long time and didn't change her position again.

Pei Qin heaved a sigh of relief, wrapped himself in a cotton coat and leaned back in his chair, absently reading the script on the pad.

Zhou Wei fell asleep for another hour before waking up in a daze. He drank pear juice with Pei Qin's hand. He liked to drink it since he was a child, from Osmanthus pear and Mengjin pear to Sydney pear and Qiuyue pear.

Pei Qin already called him with a silly beep as usual: "Thanks to your father, I found out early, and now you have pneumonia and go to the hospital. Don't even think about it on your birthday!"

"It would be great if a group of nurse sisters accompanied me to cut the cake, in uniform—" Zhou Wei leaned against the head of the bed in a raspy voice.

"Fart! When I was sick, I was given antibiotics. Now I can't take medicine for a cold. What will you do when your immune system is old?" Pei Qin worried: "Staphylococcus aureus and E. coli are both super viruses to you! "

This is complaining about Ji Qing. Zhou Wei looked very healthy when she was a child, and her cold and fever recovered quickly. In fact, it was Ji Qing who fed her medicine. She took azithromycin when she coughed a few times, and she took cephalosporins to prevent flu when she grew up. After exposure, the immunity is low, and the backlash is severe.

The door knocked twice meaningly, Zhou Lei opened the door and came in, I don't know how much he heard those words.

Anyway, Pei Qin was not afraid, and then joked: "Look how strong our brother is, after all, he is his own."

Zhou Lei stared at him, and instead of wasting words with the sick man, he turned to look at Zhou Wei: "Are you feeling better? Mom has already called you to ask for leave, do you need to bring your homework?"

"I didn't write it down." Zhou Wei admitted frankly.

Zhou Lei was not surprised: "I went to school——"

Pei Qin punched Zhou Lei's back: "Little bastard! When I was sick when I was young, I forgot that your brother was guarding the floor of your house? No conscience!"

"Who are you scolding?!" Zhou Wei stretched out his legs under the quilt and kicked him. They were all in the same nest, and the damage was equivalent.

Pei Qin relaxed a lot, maybe because Zhou Wei's fever subsided and he was able to talk to him again, maybe because the kick just now was as warm as before, which meant that Zhou Wei really didn't see or hear anything.

"Weak chicken, go back, so as not to infect you."

Pei Qin rolled his eyes at him: "Do you think I'm just here? I've been guarding you for half my life!"

Huang Zhizi sent a message to Zhou Wei: [Boss, Assistant Director Guo has sent another version of the contract. Jiang Yu's script has been revised eight times, and I have added more dramas than the second female lead. Do you want a part-time job?Flies rub their feet.JPG]

[No. 】Zhou Wei replied to her.

Huang Zhizi: [Crying face.JPG You can't be too greedy, if you carry it, I'll be cold. 】

Zhou Wei: [I didn't ask you to hold it, tell them you don't have a schedule, Director Pei is waiting for you to join the group. 】

Huang Zhizi: [……………]

Zhou Wei turned to Pei Qin and said, "Is there anything you can use Huang Zhizi recently? Let her go in."

Pei Qin thought for a while: "It's a bit more difficult to praise her, are you serious?"

Zhou Weiqing made it clear that the beauty of Huang Zhizi is relatively non-mainstream, and the aesthetics of painters and the general public usually lag behind, just like the difference in the perception of oriental beauties between the East and the West.

Pei Qin may not even be considered a director with two knives, but he must be more sensitive to the trends in the entertainment and fashion circles than Zhou Wei. When he was six or seven years old, he wore a small suit like a dog and followed Pei Haofu all over the place. The world watches the show.

When people watch the show, they mainly look at the clothing and the design, and his dad just clicks on the model to give him a room card after watching it.

At the beginning of the year, Pei Qin followed his father's footsteps and hired a young model from Fashion Week to sign Feiyi, coaxing people to say that her facial features are too beautiful, and she will suffer a loss when she goes to the international show, and it is better to be a queen on the big screen.

The girl thought she was caught by the rich man, and she married into a wealthy family and won. She didn't expect that Pei Qin would be sent to the film crew to drink the wind and eat sand in the northwest, and filmed "Knife of Kings", which has become very popular recently.

Pei Qin said that Huang Zhizi is useless, I’m afraid it’s really difficult. Nowadays, fast food culture is popular, especially in the entertainment industry. No one is willing to dig out the inner beauty, and no one is willing to wait for precipitation. A “husband” who can call for half a year is considered a long-term relationship. .

"Praise first, then talk about it," Zhou Wei always had an expression of letting nature take its course and indifference: "It's just an attitude, whether you are popular or not, you still insist on it, which shows true love."

"Are you going to sell the car to bring her money into the group?"

This person's face is too big, obviously he is robbing Pei Qin for resources, and he still says he is great. "Do you really love her, or I really love you!"

Zhou Wei's eyelashes twitched, his expression was unnatural for a moment, and he immediately adjusted back, lazily said: "The car is my own wife, how can I sell it? It's not like I'm twenty, I need a cover to block it for me Peach Blossom, annoying!"

Rich young masters like them, there are always people who will spare no effort to send someone around. The ultimate prize is to be married into the door and become the main palace. The most important thing is to count the kind of profit marriage, and treat the relationship as a business, as long as it is profitable.

The Zhou family is thin, and it is the old tradition of Zhou Chen who is in power. His mother married his father when he was fifteen, and his first wife was three years older than him.

Zhou Chen is getting old, his body is declining day by day, and only one backbone is left to support him stubbornly. His son can't count on him, and he is waiting for his grandson to grow up to take over. If the grandson is not right, he will fight to see his great-grandson grow up .

"Yu Jinling?" Pei Qin was also brought up by such things since he was a child, and he was full of riddles.

The Zhou family's Peony City is supported by real businesses. In the past two years, rumors of a certain brand withdrawing from the store have been exposed from time to time due to the impact of e-commerce.

Zhou Wei was acquiesced, and Yu Jinling was sent abroad after finishing kindergarten in Yingtai. Now he may not be fluent in Chinese, and he is just a blind marriage.

Otherwise, Zhou Wei wouldn't be in a hurry to put on the shield. Judging from Yu Cheng's dog temper, Yu Jinling would definitely not be able to bear him.

"Hmm... make an appointment with Zuo Lie to accompany me to look at the house, I am in urgent need of a golden house."

Pooh!Pei Qin didn't know him yet, so he was using Zuo Lie's trumpet to discredit himself, for fear that others would not know that Zhou Wei was a fatuous East Palace.

Pei Qin flipped through the address book and made a call: "Kiwi, I'm going to add someone to the next issue of "School Flowers and School Grass", please think of a way for the script—"

"School Flowers and School Grass" is a reality show, following the idol route. The guests are all good-looking, handsome men and beautiful women accompany their companions to do tasks and show off their talents. It is very suitable for the audience. It is nicknamed the vase production line in the industry.

What's wrong with the vase, everyone loves to see what can be done with the vase, so being called vulgar and superficial is still a mess.

"So you put Huang Zhizi on this because of her name?" Zhou Wei raised his eyebrows.

Pei Qin had a profound expression on his face: "Green leaves? Contrasting cuteness? Fighting poison with poison? Stir...anything will do, and life may come out of desperation."

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