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At eight o'clock, Chancheng rang the doorbell on time, and it was Song Xinheng who came to open the door for him.

Fang Wei is really reliable, anyway, after all, he has been alone in a foreign country for so long, and he can no longer look at the relationship between the two from the perspective before he left.Looking behind Song Xinheng, Chancheng did not find Fang Wei's shadow, nor did he show any intention of entering the house.

"The long vacation is over, and it's full again at the start of work today. Now that we've packed up, let's go straight away."

As early as when Song Xinheng publicly married, in order to restore his position in the hearts of fans to the greatest extent, the company had already helped him find a new drama.The way to continue to be the leading actor in Mary Su's drama is obviously not going to work. In order to transform, the quality of the script this time has also been improved a lot.Song Xinheng was about to go out when Chancheng, who was still looking at his watch, suddenly looked up at him: "Where did your ring go?"

"Recently, the heat has not completely subsided. For your own good, you still have to wear it on the camera."

Song Xinheng didn't care much about the ring, and he didn't wear it much except for weddings. When he mentioned it at this time, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.Cancheng was wondering, his eyes passed over Song Xinheng's shoulder, and after a few seconds, he saw Fang Wei who was trotting downstairs in a hurry.

"Are you looking for this?" Fang Wei rushed to Song Xinheng to spread out his palms: "It's wrapped in the quilt, but luckily I didn't lose it."

The exquisite ring lay quietly in the palm of his hand. Song Xinheng glanced at Fang Wei, but for some reason, he didn't reach out to take it.

"Don't stand still, hundreds of people are still waiting for you on the set, and you don't dare to get the reputation of playing big names." Cancheng reached out and took the ring, and stuffed it into Song Xinheng's hand for him to put it on quickly.After the car set off, looking at Fang Wei who was still waving in the rearview mirror, Cancheng in the passenger seat, and Song Xinshu in the driver's seat, they all breathed a sigh of relief for their smooth progress.

It sounds like Fang Wei has successfully entered the master bedroom. In Cancheng's view, Song Xinheng may really be able to get out of the shadow of his ex-boyfriend.

The marriage is over, and he absolutely does not want to deal with the divorce of the two, after all, it is not easy to find a partner who can bear Song Xinheng.

The filming location of the new drama is in Lincheng, and the official opening ceremony is set in this city. In order to take high-quality stunning makeup photos, it took more than two hours for the makeup and styling after the ceremony. This is the first time for Song Xinheng to complete Because it is the male second, and the screenwriter is also a fan, Song Xinheng has a thick stack of lines, and when he opened it, even the different key points were marked for him.

It was almost early morning when we went back. When Song Xinheng was in the car, he was thinking about telling Fang Wei that he was going to film.

Although the distance is close, it is obviously impossible to go back and forth every day. Excluding the time required for the resident variety show recording, there is a chance to go home once in about [-] days.Song Xinheng pushed open the door of the house, but he didn't see Fang Wei, but he could already smell the freshly cooked supper.

Only one row of lights in the living room was turned on, and Song Xinheng walked to the kitchen, where a beef casserole with just the right temperature was placed in the center of the operating table.

It is difficult to find fault with Fang Wei's cooking skills. What is even more unbelievable is that from ingredients to seasonings, Fang Wei knows Song Xinheng's preferences to such an extent that no one knows how to do it except himself.After eating supper, Song Xinheng, whose stomach and body were warmed up, put the tableware into the sink and returned to the room. His most frequently used boxes were laid flat on the balcony.

The handwriting on the post-it note is very beautiful, exactly the same as the one on the marriage application. Just by looking at it, one can imagine the appearance of that person lying on the table and writing stroke by stroke.Song Xinheng took down the note on it, read it several times, and opened the lock of the box with a frown.

Fang Wei, who spent the weekend at home alone, started to help Song Xinshu pack his basic luggage for filming after receiving a text message from Song Xinshu. The password for Song Xinheng’s box was three zeros. Considering security reasons, Fang Wei helped him change it to Birthday read backwards.Song Xinheng rummaged through it. Except for clothes, Fang Wei had already put all the necessities he could think of into it.

Fang Wei didn't touch his closet. Song Xinheng picked out a few casual clothes that he often wore, took a dozen cotton underwear, and threw them on the bed. Unsurprisingly, he saw cardboard boxes lined up in the lower part of the closet.He took it out and took a look. The left side was filled with peripheral clothes sent to him by advertisers and companies on various occasions, and the right side was full of clothes he bought to give to Wink.

Many of the clothes prepared for Wink were bought casually. When I saw clothes I liked, I would always buy two in different sizes. Although I knew that the probability that Wink would wear them was basically zero, I still hoped that after the public announcement, the two One day I can wear the same style and appear on the same screen.But now the dream is shattered into dross, and Song Xinheng didn't send out any of the gifts, so he can only continue to pile up here without seeing the light of day.

Originally planning to tell Fang Wei tomorrow morning, looking at these clothes, Song Xinheng suddenly wanted to see him now.

After moving the box to the second floor, the lights inside were turned off.Song Xinheng knocked on the door, but no one answered, but he could vaguely hear rustling sounds, as if he hadn't slept.After twisting the handle without hesitation, the door was indeed open. Song Xinheng, who walked in openly, first pushed the box in with his feet, then fumbled for the switch on the wall, and turned on the light source in the room with a click.

The unidentified creature raised on the bed trembled. Under Song Xinheng's gaze, Fang Wei hesitated and got out from under the quilt.

Dormant in the claustrophobic space for too long, Fang Wei's smooth hair is very artistic at the moment. After buttoning the computer in the bed in a panic, Fang Wei stared at Song Xinheng at the door with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe the appearance It will be me here.

"I remember you have to go to work tomorrow, why are you still up so late?" He raised his eyes and keenly noticed that Fang Wei still had headphones hanging on his ears. Anyone can think of late-night videos that are not suitable for children.Without poking at the opponent's behavior, Song Xinheng suppressed a smile and pushed the carton: "Forget it, come down and take a look at what's inside."

Probably understood Song Xinheng's meaningful expression, Fang Wei blushed up to his neck, but he still didn't explain anything and got off the bed without saying a word.Stepping on the slippers and squatting in front of the box, Song Xinheng looked at Fang Wei's side face, and saw his eyes suddenly brighten up as expected.At the beginning, he was restrained, flipping through the box, and his strength proved what it meant to raise the corners of his mouth wildly.

"Can I...can I pick one? Can I pick one...or can I pick two? Just two?"

"You don't need to pick, I'll give you whatever you like." Seeing Fang Wei holding the T-shirt plastic with both hands and staring at himself in horror, Song Xinheng felt that he had found a good place for these things, and continued to ask him: "What do you think?" How much height and weight?"

The height is 174, and the weight is not sure. Fang Wei held his beloved surroundings in his arms and told his weight when he was the fattest.

"Well, that's it." As if he had heard a satisfactory answer, Song Xinheng brought in another box from the door, and while Fang Wei was still rummaging over there, he pulled him over and pointed: "Then These are yours too, all new."

Fang Wei's private server is not worth much money, and those support uniforms that can't be worn at all are even more difficult to describe.Now that he has decided to say goodbye to the past and no longer think about this pile of clothes, it is better to let these valuable clothes be put to practical use.Seeing Fang Wei's completely coaxed expression, Song Xinheng thought about what happened this morning, and while he was sorry, he was once again refreshed by Fang Wei's good temper.

It's really a character that doesn't hold grudges at all. I don't know what he is thinking, and I don't know where the bottom line of his patience is.

There are many people who like him, but Fang Wei's expression this morning made Song Xinheng feel like he was being raped for the first time.