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It was close to nine o'clock when he woke up. Fang Wei opened his eyes and noticed that he had an extra coat on his body.

"Are you awake?" Du Chenghong turned his head and took the clothes Fang Wei handed over from the back row: "Does your arm still hurt?"

Fang Wei slept a little dazedly, and his pain perception became much duller. He shook his head and sat up straight.The time on the watch was already very late, Fang Wei stared at it for a few seconds, suddenly worried about Hu Tao, but heard from Du Chenghong that Hu Tao had been doing homework at his new neighbor's house all night.

"There are a lot of children upstairs in the new house, and there are three or four who are about his age, and they get used to it soon."

Fang Wei felt relieved, thinking of Du Chenghong's long delay here, he even apologized.

The destination was right in front of us, because even a single light was not turned on, so it was a bit terrifyingly huge.After confirming that there was no one around, Fang Wei entered the house as usual.Even after turning on all the lights in the living room, I still feel a little scared for some reason.Fang Wei, who stood in front of the fish tank halfway through feeding, was always worried about what might happen, got up and drew all the curtains tightly.

It really won't work if this continues, Fang Wei sighed, but still can't make up his mind where to move.

There were obvious bruises on the calves and arms. Even though the whole body was soaked in hot water, the worry was still mixed with the pain, which could not dissipate no matter what.The room is a bit too big, Fang Wei sits on the sofa and applies the potion while talking to himself, which gives him some comfort. After all, if Song Xinheng is here, he can’t sit here openly and say what he wants to say matter.

I just rejected Du Chenghong's supper invitation, and now I think about it, I feel a little regretful. Fang Wei got up and went to the kitchen. Because he didn't know what he wanted to eat, he fried bread and eggs for himself, but because he was always distracted, he made it for the first time. failed.

When you are unlucky, it will be like this. Fang Wei suddenly felt a little lonely while eating.

The exquisite tableware feels cold in the hand, and the burnt bread is also unpalatable. Fang Wei took the phone and rummaged through the contact book for a while. I didn't have the courage to press the green button to dial out.

Family members are not allowed to call, and friends who have been with me for many years have not been in touch for a long time. Even if they call, they cannot mention marriage.

Even those fans who only met because of Song Xinheng should have already blacklisted their phone numbers by now.

The food on the plate was completely cold, and when he realized it, the interface showed that he had dialed Song Xinheng's number.

The prompt sounded only once, and Fang Wei, who realized what he was doing, pressed the hang up button again as if waking up from a dream.

In fact, I just wanted to hear his voice. Even Fang Wei himself found it inconceivable that such a thought appeared in his mind.But even if it was such a simple wish, as long as he imagined Song Xinheng's impatient voice and the disgust expression that might appear on that pretty face, Fang Wei still flinched.Even if he could endure the recent dissatisfaction, he still couldn't face Song Xinheng's indifference.

It would be too useless to ask that person for help because of such small things.

The emotion of self-loathing has not yet fermented, the moment Fang Wei put down the phone, Song Xinheng called back.

"Why did you suddenly think of calling me?" Song Xinheng asked, "It only rang for a few seconds, how could I answer it?"

Probably still on the set, the background sound coming from the earpiece was very noisy. In order to let Fang Wei hear it, Song Xinheng also raised his voice. The lively environment was completely different from the empty room Fang Wei was in. It was obviously an ordinary conversation. Fang Wei's eyes became sour, and the sour and astringent mood made him speechless for a while. Song Xinheng couldn't hear his breathing clearly, but he could feel that he was still listening.

"Is it the wrong number?" Song Xinheng thought the phone was hung up for a long time, and Fang Wei's voice appeared: "No, there is no wrong number."

"Then why haven't you spoken for so long? Is there something you want to tell me?" At one moment, he was surprised that Fang Wei would take the initiative to call himself. On the other hand, he was a little curious about what he would say on such a late call. After a few seconds, I heard Fang Wei say that he bought a few new fish.

I bought the fish two days ago, and I bought the same expensive fish as those in the tank. Fang Wei was ready to be complained by Song Xinheng when he found such a lame topic.Unexpectedly, Song Xinheng just froze for a moment, and said that you can buy it if you like it.

He didn't know how many fish were in the fish tank at first, even if all the fish died, it would not have any effect on him.

Fang Wei can buy as much as he likes, but Song Xinheng doesn't know why he suddenly called to say this.

"It's just this matter?" Song Xinheng's voice came from over there: "Apart from this, is there anything else you can tell me?"

Fang Wei said no more, he was afraid that if he said he missed you on the phone, Song Xinheng would hang up without saying goodbye.

If that's the case, he probably won't even have the last ounce of courage to stay here.

Reluctant to live in a hotel for a long time, Fang Wei found a cheap small house and planned to live there during this period of time.

It would be good to move back before Song Xinheng returned, Fang Wei thought, anyway, he didn't know when that person would come back.

The saved money can be handed over to the original part-time worker, please ask the other party to feed the fish on time.Looking at the time of the weekend, Fang Wei went out with his small suitcase, and before he stepped over the threshold, he found the ticket stuffed under the blanket at the door.

All his identity information has been backed up, and it seems that there will be no one else who can buy him a plane ticket on his own.

It was in the afternoon, and if Fang Wei didn't go out all day, probably thousands of dollars would be voided.The destination of the plane was not Song Xinheng's filming location, but another city. If it wasn't for the information on the ticket, it would look like a prank.Fang Wei hesitated for a few seconds, then stuffed the ticket back, walked more than 200 meters, turned back and put the ticket in his arms.

The matter of renting a house was naturally blown up. Fang Wei got off the plane and saw his initials on the corner of the airport.

Probably because the word Fang Wei has also become a taboo in the eyes of fans. The two letters in bold and black are made like a connection code, which is a bit abrupt in a pile of name cards for airport pick-up.Fang Wei buried his chin in the scarf. Because he was wearing sunglasses, he almost tripped over the ten-centimeter marble steps. When he got closer, he could see clearly that the person who came to pick him up was Song Xinheng.

Song Xinheng, who was better at disguising than Fang Wei, put one hand in his pocket. After receiving the person, he folded the cardboard in half and stuffed it into the trash can.

"Aren't you hot wearing so much?" After getting out of the airport and getting into the car, Song Xinheng's eyes were still drifting back and forth on Fang Wei.Fang Wei was so stared at him that he couldn't speak, only saw the man pull the corner of his scarf, and found the red initials on the corner.

It's still Song Xinheng's name, even if he loses his fan registration, Fang Wei still can't erase these ubiquitous traces for a while.

For the first time, he found it interesting, Song Xinheng loosened the scarf and smiled: "This is not bad, it looks pretty good."