The patron is my ex-boyfriend

Bai Chen knew that there is no love for no reason in this world, even love at first sight is only superficial and temporary.

There must be some other reason for Yu Bin's persistent pursuit.

Then he actually guessed right.

Sitting on the bed, Bai Chen raised his hand to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner, and then began to read the latest news pushed on his phone.

Thinking of the news, Bai Chen's heart skipped a beat, and even though he remembered the incident between him and Song Zixi, he didn't know what would happen next, so Bai Chen searched for Song Zixi's name.

In the end, all the news that came out was Song Zixi coming out of the closet.

Bai Chen immediately sat up from the bed.

Not only did Song Zixi come out, but he also clarified his relationship with Bai Chen, but no information about Zhou Mo was involved.

Bai Chen looked at the way Song Zixi faced many reporters in those reports, and suddenly felt sorry for him.

Although Song Zixi was very calm, his expression was still a little tired. He didn't want to involve Zhou Mo, but it undoubtedly pushed himself to the forefront.

Thinking of this, Bai Chen suddenly felt somewhat apologetic.

Song Zixi did this and distanced himself from him. Of course, Lu and Hua Ding would not be affected, but Hua Ding would definitely be affected by this incident.

Bai Chen silently clutched the phone, thought for a while, and sent Song Zixi a text message.

——Recently, it’s hard for you.

After Bai Chen's text message was sent, he shook the phone for a while, but Song Zixi didn't reply, so he turned off the phone and put it aside.

·

Song Zixi didn't sleep either, because he had turned the Song family upside down when he came out in public. Although Zhou Mo persuaded him, he always used those great principles to persuade him.

This annoyed Song Zixi.

He had taken a shower, but when he came back, he saw such a text message from Bai Chen, and suddenly he became more energetic.

——I'm fine, how are you?I heard you went on a trip?

After sending this message, Song Zixi opened a bottle of white wine, poured a glass, drank it, and waited for Bai Chen's reply.

As a result, after drinking a bottle of white wine, Song Zixi still hadn't heard from Bai Chen.

Song Zixi looked at the phone screen, switched back to the interface of the address book, waited and waited, and suddenly he looked at Zhou Mo's name and cried.

He has always felt that he is very strong and strong, even when he is being chased by so many reporters, he can talk and laugh freely, but it happens to be Zhou Mo.

Song Zixi is such a person, he doesn't care about any irrelevant personnel, but if the people he trusts and the people he likes don't believe him, then the sky will fall.

But Zhou Mo is not. No matter what happens to Zhou Mo, he will try his best to analyze it rationally and rarely collapse. This is why Song Zixi is obsessed with him, and it is also what Song Zixi cannot understand when he quarrels with him.

After shedding tears for a while, Song Zixi wiped his red eyes, then sat up and took another shower.

Halfway through the shower, someone rang the doorbell of Song Zixi's house.

Song Zixi was still thinking about who would come to him at this time, so he wiped himself indiscriminately and then wrapped himself in a bathrobe to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, it was Zhou Mo.

Song Zixi's face darkened, but Zhou Mo walked in first, and pressed the door.

"Zixi, I have something important to tell you."

The door was held down by Zhou Mo, Song Zixi could slam the door shut, but Zhou Mo's hand was bound to be pinched in that way. The two looked at each other for a moment, Song Zixi turned his head and walked into the room and said, "Say something quickly."

Zhou Mo gently closed the door and walked in.

Song Zixi sat on the sofa before drying her hair. Seeing this, Zhou Mo sighed slightly, walked into the room, and came out with a towel.

"Dry your hair."

Looking at the towel that Zhou Mo handed over, Song Zixi was silent for a while, then he grabbed the towel, wiped his head and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Zhou Mo went to sit down opposite Song Zixi, and said, "Qin Jin is looking for me again today."

Song Zixi's movements froze for a moment, then he raised his head and said, "What did he ask you for?"

"He said that if I don't want to stand up and expose, he will help us expose."

Song Zixi was very uneasy when he heard Qin Jin's name, but when he heard Zhou Mo's words, he suddenly became angry again.

"So what about exposure? Zhou Mo, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm alone, so of course there's nothing to be afraid of, but what about you? Are you sure you don't want your career? You know that your European mentor is very taboo about such things, you—"

"Whether I want it or not is my business!"

Song Zixi was so angry that he said such a sentence, but in the end he came to his senses and pursed his lips silently.

Zhou Mo looked at Song Zixi's appearance, his eyes moved, "Qin Jin is good to you, he will find a way to help you settle things down, but do you really like him? If you like—"

"The one surnamed Zhou!" Song Zixi raised his hand and slammed the towel in his hand.

Zhou Mo tilted his head, and the towel fell to the ground on one side. He lowered his eyes calmly, and finally said quietly: "I said something wrong, I'm sorry."

Song Zixi stared at Zhou Mo with bloodshot eyes. After staring for a moment, he suddenly looked away.

He is really tired.

Covering her face with her hand, Song Zixi was about to raise her hand to let Zhou Mo go, but Zhou Mo had already got up and walked over.

"Zixi." Zhou Mo held Song Zixi's hands from behind, and said, "I'm not confident, I'm not good enough for you."

As soon as Zhou Mo said these words, Song Zixi's tears fell again.

"Whether you deserve it or not is up to you?" Song Zixi's voice was hoarse with anger and grievance.

Zhou Mo didn't know what to say, his eyes moved, and he could only hold Song Zixi's hand tightly.

The two were relatively silent for a while, Song Zixi silently opened Zhou Mo's hand, and said, "Forget it, you can go back."

"Zixi?" Zhou Mo's voice was a little nervous.

"I'll explain it to the instructor, and the tour won't be delayed." Song Zixi whispered with her back to Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Let's go." Song Zixi strode into the bedroom, and the moment Zhou Mo caught up with him, he slammed the door hard.

Zhou Mo's ears were a little numb from the shock, and he stood in front of Song Zixi's room for a while, put down his raised hand several times, finally sighed deeply, turned and left.

Hearing the sound of the door closing outside, Song Zixi who had been leaning on the door suddenly gritted his teeth, and he kicked the wall in front of him fiercely.

Even if it hurts from kicking.

He and Zhou Mo are not like this.

Kill five hundred enemies and lose one thousand.

Love is hard, pain is hard.

·

When Bai Chen woke up early in the morning and saw Song Zixi's text message, he silently replied to it. Unexpectedly, as soon as his text message was sent, Song Zixi's call came.

Bai Chen was stunned for a moment, then answered the phone.

"I heard you're traveling?" Song Zixi's voice was a little hoarse, and somehow indifferent.

Bai Chen hummed silently when he heard Song Zixi's voice, and then asked, "Did you catch a cold?"

Song Zixi said casually: "A little bit." At the end he said: "Can I come to you? The media is pressing so hard, it's annoying."

When Bai Chen heard Song Zixi's words, he knew that Song Zixi's condition was not good. When he heard this, he couldn't help frowning and said, "I don't really have anything to relax here."

In fact, what Bai Chen wants to say is that it is best not to meet each other for the time being, in case they are photographed by the media again, both sides will have no way to deal with themselves.

Song Zixi seemed to understand Bai Chen's thoughts, so he said, "Don't worry, I won't be photographed. I just have nowhere to go. If it's inconvenient for you, it doesn't matter if I go somewhere else."

When Bai Chen heard Song Zixi say that he was going to another place, he was worried that something would happen to him. He might still be able to keep an eye on him when he was by his side. After thinking for a while, Bai Chen told Song Zixi his exact location.

Of course, after doing all this, Bai Chen told Lu Xingyu about it.

——It's fine for him to be like this, but Ah Chen, if he gets angry, just tell me, and don't stop him from doing anything.

Looking at the text message from Lu Xingyu, Bai Chen smiled silently, and replied "Got it".

It only took Song Zixi half a day to reach Yunnan.

Bai Chen heard the news and went out to pick him up.

The two met at the entrance of the hotel. This time Song Zixi wore a dark casual outfit in a low-key manner, as well as glasses and a peaked cap. He didn't look as energetic as he usually does.

"Do you want to go upstairs and take a rest first?" Bai Chen asked after seeing Song Zixi's pale face.

Song Zixi glanced at the phone and said, "Let's find a place to eat first."

Seeing Song Zixi say this, Bai Chen thought for a while and nodded, while Song Zixi looked around and said, "Let's go find a soup restaurant."

Bai Chen knew that Song Zixi was thinking of him, so he didn't refuse this meeting, so he nodded.

After finally finding a Cantonese-style stew restaurant, Song Zixi booked a seat in a box, and sat in it with Bai Chen and waited.

Song Zixi's voice was hoarse along the way, and Bai Chen couldn't help but said, "Do you want to get some medicine or see a doctor later?"

Song Zixi waved his hands quickly, then he coughed again, and said, "I haven't had a good rest, I just need a good night's sleep."

Song Zixi meant to be a bit stubborn. Bai Chen's eyes moved and he didn't say anything, but he lowered his head and sent a text message to the tour guide, asking the tour guide to prepare some ginger soup and cold medicine. When he arrived at the hotel, he would directly serve it to Song Zixi. Song Zixi should There is no way to refuse.

The stewed soup arrived quickly, Song Zixi frowned after taking a sip, and then said to Bai Chen, "This soup has too much MSG."

Bai Chen was about to drink, but when she heard Song Zixi's words, she silently put down the spoon.

In fact, Song Zixi was a little looking for trouble. There are very few restaurants outside that do not contain MSG, especially this kind of specialty restaurants in non-native places. The food they make is a bit nondescript.

In the end, Song Zixi and Bai Chen came out after drinking two bowls of porridge with a bowl of egg custard.

"You're in a bad mood?" Bai Chen looked at Song Zixi and said as he walked out of the restaurant.

Song Zixi looked up at the sky and said, "A little bit."

"Can you tell me why?" Bai Chen asked cautiously.

Song Zixi's eyes moved, and then said: "Let's talk about it when we go back."

When Bai Chen heard this, she knew it must be an emotional problem, so she nodded.