After realizing that I am beautiful [Rebirth]

Four people and eight eyes met at the mouth of the narrow alley.

Sun Chengzhou didn't retreat, but he still had to be polite, "Since you're back, we won't disturb your rest for now."

Zang Qishan on the opposite side is now dressed in a suit and leather shoes like Sun Chengzhou, with long hair and neatly wrapped in hairspray. Hearing Zang Nandu in Sun Chengzhou's words, Zang Qishan on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, then looked at Sun Chengzhou, and laughed, "My father is dead!" Now, it would be unconscionable not to come back."

"That's quite unconscionable," Sun Chengzhou said with a smile, but he couldn't tell whether it was a mockery or a simple echo.

But Zang Qishan, who was scratched all the time, felt uncomfortable.

Shen Yuzhi took a step forward, and then took the initiative to ease the atmosphere, "It's so cold standing in the snow chatting, why don't we go in and sit down together."

Qi Lin opened his mouth first, "No need, I'll go back to the group."

"Are you cold?" Zang Qishan walked around Shen Yuzhi who was in the middle and asked, but after walking a step, there were two people in the middle.

A Shen Yuzhi.

A Sun Chengzhou.

Shen Yuzhi greeted Qi Lin with a smile, "I wish the new play a big hit." He put a hand on Zang Qishan's shoulder and pulled him back.

Sun Chengzhou laughed, "Then I'll take him to the hospital."

Zang Qishan was displeased with Shen Yuzhi, "Who the hell are you?"

Qilin wrapped his clothes around his body, and walked out by himself, "Brother Sun, I'll follow you back and rest for a while."

Qi Lin pinched his brows, the wine he drank just now gave him a headache.

"I'll see you off," Zang Qishan grabbed the shoulders of the two people in the middle, and walked straight to Qilin's side, "I can go wherever I want."

Standing beside Zang Qishan, Shen Yuzhi looked at him, wanted to open his mouth and finally swallowed it back, his eyes were much less hot than before.

These Qi Lins also looked at them, then blocked Zang Qishan's hand, and stood behind Sun Chengzhou, "I'm not happy."

Zang Qishan's hand just stood there, and then he put it back into his trouser pocket at last, and the hospitality just now disappeared from his face, "I said I will come back, and I also said that I will not be the same as before."

"What Zang Nandu can say now, I can say now," Zang Qishan leaned against the wall beside Qilin, "I'll come to you again after the old man's business here is done."

Then Zang Qishan seemed to be in a very good mood, he rushed to Qi Linle himself, put his arms around Shen Yuzhi's neck, and leaned forward, "Goodbye."

Qilin looked at Zang Qishan's inexplicable superiority, shook his head lazily, but looked at Shen Yuzhi who hadn't spoken much, turned and followed Sun Chengzhou into the car.

The heater in the car was fully turned on, and Qi Lin blocked his nose first when he got in the car.

"You've been following me?" Qi Lin sat back and his eyelids began to lose energy, but he still asked questions.

Sun Chengzhou turned down the heater a little, "Master Zang naturally takes care of the work arranged by him."

"Zang Qishan is now in the filial piety period, so he won't mess around very much," Sun Chengzhou saw Qi Lin behind him slightly closed his eyes, and he slowed down the car himself, "You sleep in the car now, and I will take you to the film crew now? "

"Does he have a bad relationship with his father?" Qi Lin asked first, and then said, "Let me tell you about a place, take me there, and I'll live there at night."

"You can see it," Sun Chengzhou fixed the location and turned on the navigation, looking at the destination and thinking for a while, "Zang Qishan and Zang Cheng are the father and son of Chu Cheng's enemies, and this time Zang Qishan was out because of Zang Cheng's intention. I heard that Zang Qishan was often beaten after he returned."

"The relationship is so stiff," Qi Lin opened his eyes again when he heard this kind of housework, "Is it my real father?"

Sun Chengzhou stroked his hair, "The problem you mentioned is actually the core. Zang Qishan gave birth to a child out of wedlock, but his mother gave birth to a boy. I heard that he was adopted by the Zang family when he was a teenager. At that time, the two of them The relationship is actually quite tense.”

Along the way, Qilin listened to Sun Chengzhou talking about housework, and then he lost interest.

When he got downstairs, Qi Lin also woke up, even most of the wine on his body was sober.

"Where is this?" Sun Chengzhou helped someone open the car door, the snow outside was already falling tightly, and when it was falling on the person, Sun Chengzhou took an umbrella and put it on top of Qilin's head.

"My house, sometimes I come back here to live for a while," Qi Lin lifted his foot off the car, and Sun Chengzhou put another umbrella in his hand.

Qilin looked down and asked, "Which one did I give you earlier?"

"I'll keep it. You were still a high school student at the time, and life goes by so fast when you think about it," Sun Chengzhou seldom expressed emotion, but this time it was Qi Lin, so he unconsciously remembered the old days.

"Return it to its original owner," Sun Chengzhou rubbed his hands, and sent Qi Lin upstairs.

When he entered the room, he found that the room was still cold. He changed his shoes at the door, and instead of sitting on the sofa, he pouted his buttocks to find some tea, "I'll boil a pot of hot water for you."

Qi Lin sneezed and then smiled, "There is no guest who pours tea for the host. Since you are here, you can sit at ease."

Qilin took off his outer coat, went into the kitchen by himself, and asked Sun Chengzhou, "What do you want to eat, and then leave after eating. I asked my assistant to deliver some food here before, and it's just right for me to eat recently."

"You know how to cook?" Sun Chengzhou was not used to being served by others.

He rubbed his hands on his pants, and he wanted to stand up, "That's so troublesome, I'll just go out and make a living by myself."

"You've helped me a lot. It just so happens that you're free for a few days, so don't refuse." Qi Lin soaked the cabbage in water, then squatted on the ground to defrost the shrimp.

The body of the crystal-gray shrimp was skillfully pierced by Qi Lin from the back spine with a needle, and it took Qi Lin half an hour to pick up the shrimp string and come out with twenty or thirty shrimps in a pot.

Sun Chengzhou couldn't sit still on the sofa, so he had to reach out to help, and at the same time couldn't help saying, "You are a Lianjiazi when you cook."

"My grandma taught it. Later, my family hired an aunt for a while, and my hands were born for a while. Because I was very impressed when I was a child, it is not difficult to pick it up now," Qi Lin muttered, and cut another small handful. celery.

"Are you okay, you look blushing," Sun Chengzhou saw that the person's expression was not right, and wanted to help but he couldn't intervene.

"I drank some wine," Qi Lin explained, and picked up the eggplant by the way, "you just sit down."

Listening to Qi Lin's words, Sun Chengzhou even made a nasal sound, and now he is standing still, trying to touch some pots and pans. He looked at his phone.

Qilin answered a few calls from Shanyiting in the kitchen, and then announced the itinerary for tomorrow. Qilin held the phone between his shoulders and ears, and while responding, he listened to someone talking at the other end of the living room. He didn't hear clearly when the oil was frying.

When I hung up the phone and looked down again, I saw the day after tomorrow shooting plan sent by Editor Zhou.

Qi Lin looked at the script number, thinking about the play in his mind, and thought that the play was a bit heavy. After thinking about it for a while, and the people in the living room never came in again, Qi Lin cooked a few dishes with peace of mind, and finally came out. Finding no one in the living room, he naturally thought that Sun Chengzhou had gone to the bathroom, so he went back to the kitchen to clean up by himself.

Qi Lin's body was a little sour, and it was difficult to put the pot on it in the end.

When he wiped his hands and went out again,

I saw that the person sitting on the sofa had changed.

Zang Nandu sat on the opposite side propped up, got up and came to pick up the plate of shrimp in Qi Lin's hand.

"When did Master Zang come?" Qi Lin looked around, "Where's Brother Sun?"

"I asked him to go out to eat." Zang Nandu rolled up his sleeves and reached out to pick it up, and put it on the table. "Besides, he has other things to do."

Qilin looked at Zang Nandu, who was now in a black suit, with a short inch on his head that was tied to his hand. When he sat there silently, he looked gloomy.

It's just that it's from the perspective of others.

Qilin sat on the side by himself, nodded to help Zang Nandu serve the meal, and then asked, "Are you eating here?"

Zang Nandu took the bowl and put it directly beside him.

The meaning of wanting is also obvious, but in the end he still said, "Eat."

"Take off your coat," Qi Lin walked around behind Zang Nandu, pinched a layer of his suit down, and asked, "It's over there?"

"Well," Zang Nandu didn't have any emotion on his face, but raised his head to ask first, "Chengzhou said you saw Zang Qishan today."

"I met you." Qi Lin helped Zang Nandu hang up his coat and flattened it. "We chatted casually."

"The dog is fighting against the dead," Zang Nandu looked at Qi Lin, "this time he has squandered in his hands, and his temper didn't disappear much, but it gave him an advantage."

"Then I will rarely see him in the future," Qi Lin sat opposite Zang Nandu, facing him, "So can we eat now?"

Qilin found another bowl by himself, took a little bit of each dish, and put it next to him.

"What are you doing?" Zang Nandu asked.

"I have a cold, I'm afraid of contagion," Qi Lin had already started to put food into his mouth, and then a pair of chopsticks stretched out from the opposite side, with food stuck on them.

"Eat," but Zang Nandu turned his eyes away as he spoke, propping his chin away.

Qilin didn't move forward, so he naturally leaned back, teasing, "How can I eat so far away?"

This sentence made Zang Nandu on the opposite side turn his face again, and finally leaned forward, stretching his arms forward.

Qi Lin, who had finished his mouthful, puffed up his cheeks, and saw Zang Nandu pick up the vegetables with the chopsticks he had just used.

Then I heard him say, "Drink."

Qilin touched his mouth lightly, "A little bit, have you tasted it?"

Zang Nandu didn't say much, he just said, "In the future, you can call Sun Chengzhou when you drink."

"Let's eat together," Zang Nandu put away the bowl from Qilin's hand, moved it to his side, and pushed the full table towards Qilin.

Qilin only saw that he didn't eat much, and Zang Nandu arranged a pile in his bowl, so Qilin just picked up the top and ate, then leaned on the stool to watch Zang Nandu eat, and smoked a cigarette by himself, Qilin's heel Leaning on the edge of the stool, holding a cigarette, eyes wandering around.

It seemed that the person who was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron just now was not Qi Lin, but now the one half squatting on the stool looked more like a ruffian.

"Eat more," Zang Nandu said.

"I'm still filming, so I'll control my weight," Qi Lin said, holding a cigarette and tossing one to Zang Nandu, "After you eat one."

Zang Nandu took it with his hands, but he didn't put it on his mouth. He got up and cleared the table, stacking the plates two or three layers neatly.

Qilin raised his eyes happily, "Just let me come, wait until I finish smoking."

"No need," Zang Nandu refused, and his hands moved faster.

Before the Qilin cigarettes were finished, the table at the other end was clean.

"Master Zang, you still listen to the Gu family," Qi Lin felt tired after squatting for a while, and moved to the sofa by himself. From this position, he could see the back of Zang Nandu who was washing dishes in the kitchen.

The light in the room was just right, and the apron that was tied around his waist just now was now on Zang Nandu's body. The man's shoulders were broad, and both sleeves on his wrists were rolled up.

The room is filled with the fragrance of detergent, and there is the illusion of halo from the light.

"Master Zang," Qi Lin called out on the sofa, his voice was not loud, but the people inside turned their heads.

"how."

"Do you know what you look like now?" Qi Lin slumped on the sofa, leaning on his arm, looking at Zang Nandu.

The person inside also turned around, washed his hands and walked out, when he came to Qi Lin, he stretched out his hand to lightly touch Qi Lin's forehead, and asked, "What does it look like?"

Qilin leaned against those cold hands, his mouth was sticky now, and the words he brought out were also slobbery, which sounded sticky and greasy to others.

"husband."

The author has something to say: Qi. Kouhai Daren. Lin

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