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"If you like it, I can give it to you." Fang Wei untied the scarf, as if expecting that Song Xinheng would not pick it up, he carefully folded the scarf, and said to himself: "This is also limited."

"Write a name and it's limited? It shouldn't be too expensive." The standard of living is not at the same level. Even if the price is mentioned, Song Xinheng can't understand why Fang Wei spends so much money: "Speaking of it, you are at home recently. Do something?"

Not knowing where he would be taken by the car, he saw Song Xinheng with the air ticket in a bewilderment. Fang Wei's plain life suddenly became distant, boring and empty, and he couldn't find anything interesting.

The previous weekends were busy. Just collecting Song Xinheng's latest developments from various channels and conducting investigations in order to grasp the most cutting-edge news, the workload was already too heavy to be slacked off.

After losing these, he didn't know what to do.

"I usually go to work, and on weekends I read books and movies, and sometimes I go to the supermarket to buy something..."

"I haven't been out for a long time." Song Xinheng asked suddenly, the car drove up the steel girder bridge in the center of the city, and the wind from the river poured in through the car window. He said, "Do you think this place is very beautiful?"

Song Xinheng's attention has been led away. At this time, looking at the scenery passing by outside the car window, the buildings in the forest are all soft in color, gently surrounding the quiet river.There is no sense of hustle and bustle, and you can't see the busyness of passers-by wherever you can see.

"This episode of the program was recorded here, and it will start tomorrow morning, so I won a half-day vacation." Song Xinheng took off his hat, because his hair looked fluffy and soft because he didn't style it.Fang Wei stared at the lump on the top of his head, and reached out to help him smooth it out. Song Xinheng didn't even hide, but asked Fang Wei with great interest: "Do you think this place looks very suitable for you?"

"It's my first time here too, and I felt this way just after getting off the plane, as if this is where you should appear." Song Xinheng rolled down the car window and put his elbows on the window: "It just so happens that there is a job opportunity. It's the weekend, so I want to ask you to come here to have a look."

From the afternoon to the evening, there were several routine interviews, and the resident guests of the variety show had to participate. Song Xinheng was tired of other people's beating around the bush, so he used the excuse of accompanying Fang Wei to push them all away.

Since his debut, he has answered many questions, and he is logically better at these than anyone else.But now, as a married person, he is a little troubled. After all, those people ask questions that he is not good at.

It’s still the questions about eating, drinking, drinking, and personality, but the time is special. Fang Wei’s topic seems to be more enthusiastic than Song Xinheng himself. If the subject of the question is changed, Song Xinheng can’t answer anything.

His knowledge of that person was too limited.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but when I was really asked, I realized that I didn't know what Fang Wei likes to eat, nor what color he likes.

I don't know what his family is like, what his growth experience is like, and who he comes into contact with.

After all, Fang Wei never mentioned his own affairs.

"How about going shopping together in the afternoon?" With such a suggestion, it was not surprising that Fang Wei had a surprised expression. Song Xinheng said, "After all, it is the weekend that I have been looking forward to for so long."

"You can buy something you like, or just watch a movie, it's up to you to decide." A little curious about how ordinary people spend their weekends, Song Xinheng handed over the control to Fang Wei, and wanted to see how he would plan Time with myself.

I thought I could accumulate some materials for future interviews, at least I don’t have to rack my brains to ensure that the answers are consistent every time.

But the truth is, in the end, nothing is achieved.

Although the blushing reaction was cute at first, when he opened the car door and realized that the decision-making power was in his own hands, even though Song Xinheng was standing next to him, Fang Wei quickly entered the state.

Song Xinheng wanted to know what men would choose to buy. Knowing Fang Weiqiong, he took out a card from his body and asked him to swipe it casually.The result of the successful disguise was that he was not recognized even though he was very conspicuous. Song Xinheng, who was a little swayed for a while, followed Fang Wei in and out of several stores.

Fang Wei is not a girl, and she doesn't have the habit of picking and choosing when shopping, and basically picks what she likes at the checkout at the first time.The clothes I bought looked familiar, and Song Xinheng thought for a while before noticing that he had worn the same style of clothes in public.

I prefer a CD store to a clothing store. I stood in front of the trial player and put coins in. It took more than half an hour to listen to the digital album.Song Xinheng stood behind him and glanced at the long list of songs.

All are songs from his debut, some in groups and solo.Fang Wei, who was wearing earphones, was fascinated even though he was by his side. From time to time, half a sentence would roll out from his slightly parted lips, which was basically Song Xinheng's responsibility.

"Is it necessary to listen to the song just now three times?"

I didn't realize that Song Xinheng noticed such details, but Fang Wei, whose eyes lit up just because he listened to the song, put the earphones back lightly. He didn't know when he started, but there was a smile on his face.

The movie was also selected, and Song Xinheng stared at the film for a while, and as expected, Fang Wei chose the movie that Song Xinheng had guest starred in after careful consideration.Even though there were only two shots last year, and Song Xinheng's head on the big poster was only as small as a bottle cap, Fang Wei bought a drink in a good mood and watched the whole bad movie.

"Is this your ideal weekend?" Song Xinheng was still overwhelmed by this movie full of traffic when he leaned into Fang Weier's ear in the theater.Fang Wei looked down carefully and nodded seriously.

It is true that all the hobbies of this person are related to themselves.

"Because it's really interesting, chasing stars or something..."

I always feel that dating should not be like this, and Song Xinheng always feels that there is something wrong.Compared with the current self here, what really makes Fang Wei smile seems to be something else.

When it was getting dark, in the restaurant on the top floor, the table was full of Song Xinheng's favorite food.When Song Xinheng wanted Fang Wei to add some of his favorite food, Fang Wei tasted it with a satisfied expression.

Even though he was dull, he still noticed Fang Wei's accommodating, Song Xinheng put down the tableware: "Actually, you don't have to pick what I like. As I said, you can eat whatever you want today, and I will pay for it."

"I like to eat all of these." Fang Wei didn't seem to be lying, he said, "If you like to eat them all, isn't it good?"