heart arsonist

Song Xinheng had weird dreams all night, the process was long and tedious.When I woke up, I thought I had overslept, but found that it was still dark outside.Getting up from the bed with a mess of hair, the mood has not improved due to sleep Wei's reply.

Isn't it basic polite to return someone's phone?Besides, the other party was none other than Fang Wei, who was always polite.

Sullenly, he threw the phone under the quilt, buried it under the quilt again, and wanted to go back to sleep.In the end, I didn’t fall asleep. I made up a bunch of miscellaneous reasons for the unscrupulous person. It may be that the phone is out of battery, or it may be that the plane was turned off and I didn’t see it. I guess it’s time to get home at this point. Song Xinheng still touched the phone and dialed the familiar number.

The line is still open, but just like last night, no one will answer even after waiting for a long time.

Song Xinheng with a dark face went to take a bath and had an unpleasant morning time.After coming out of the bathtub fragrantly, I found that the clothes I left in the bathroom last night were missing.I walked to the closet with doubts, but there was no hanging clothes brought by me in advance in the empty closet.In other words, not only the clothes, but also the heavy suitcase was stolen.

The possibility of Fang Weila absconding in the box was ruled out. When the door was knocked, Song Xinheng was still hesitating whether to call the police.

The staff at the door came to deliver the clothes. Seeing that the person who opened the door was Song Xinheng, he was surprised and re-checked the room number list at hand.After confirming that this is really Wink's room, the little assistant hesitated to speak.I don't know why the other party looked at him with a hellish expression. Song Xinheng took out the clothes and looked at them. After glancing at the labels, he noticed that the size of the clothes was wrong.

"Can this be wrong?" Song Xinheng stuffed the clothes into the assistant's arms: "The size is wrong, I can't wear it."

It wasn't originally for you to wear, the little assistant explained hesitantly under the critical gaze while being puzzled.Song Xinheng listened to it twice before he understood what was going on, and only frowned to confirm with the other party: "You said this is Wink's room?"

It's no big deal to say that two big men sleep in the same room, not to mention that they are a group of acquaintances.But with Song Xinheng coming out of the closet, it is difficult for others to explain many things.After clarifying that he was the only one in the room, Song Xinheng picked up the key and asked the room number of his room. Accompanied by his assistant, he walked straight through the corridor wrapped in pajamas.

The two room numbers are 16 and 06. When I checked in, I didn't pay attention to which room I lived in. Song Xinheng never thought that following the number on the key would lead to the wrong room.The door of Room 06, which is really his own, is only half-opened, as if he forgot to lock it. Song Xinheng pushed the door open and walked a few steps in. Wink was still lying there, apparently not noticing that he lived in the wrong room thing.

The closet had never been opened before, Song Xinheng pulled it with a big hand, and the missing personal items were displayed in it.The little assistant put Wink's clothes at the foot of the bed, and went to get Song Xinheng's clothes diligently.Ignoring the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Song Xinheng skillfully changed his clothes. When Wink woke up, the person was still on the phone on the balcony persistently.

I made too many phone calls, it didn't matter if there were a few or dozens of calls, I was not so angry when I was angry, but thinking about that person's good-tempered face, other worries came out again.I can find the itinerary of the plane from myself, but after all, I leave at night, and the probability of meeting strange people is not small. If I am accosted, it will be really bad if someone kidnaps and sells me.

Anyway, he is also his real husband. Song Xinheng rounded up and thought that Fang Wei should be quite valuable.In addition, it has been exposed, so the possibility of being recognized is not impossible. Song Xinheng frowned, and specially called Cancheng at the head office, asking him to go over as soon as possible to see if he was at home. Ironically, Cancheng Cheng also made a phone call, but was connected after waiting for more than ten seconds.

"He said he was home early, and he slept for a while when he got back. You scared me so early in the morning, so he hung up."

Even if it's to catch up on sleep, it's better to squeak. Realizing that he was directly ignored, Song Xinheng strode back into the house.Confused, Wink sat up from the bed, and saw Song Xinheng passing by the bed, with a cold face, he dropped his phone on the sofa.

"Why are you here?" The quilt was wrapped around his neck, and Wink's eyes were complicated: "Who let you in?"

"No one let me in, this is my room." Sitting down on the sofa, Song Xinheng pointed at Wink's clothes at the corner of the bed: "We took the wrong key yesterday, and the assistant sent the clothes over just now. You will get up and put on."

After figuring out that it was an oolong incident, Wink crawled out of the quilt.I noticed the earphones on the bedside table, but I didn't have the memory of taking them off before I fell asleep. I only remembered someone touching my head in a trance, and it didn't look like a hallucination in retrospect.The gaze cast on him became sharp again. Song Xinheng, who had a previous conviction for stalking, knew that Wink was dubious about his explanation.

"Did you remove the earphones for me, or did you pick them up from the ground?" The ex-boyfriend's question was straightforward, knowing that Song Xinheng was not a thoughtful person, but Wink suspected that these were all his arrangements.It can be seen that Wink has a big brain, Song Xinheng glanced at the side of the bed, even if he explained that the earphones have been there all the time, he knew that his impression score was plummeting.

Anyway, it's already so bad, it doesn't matter if it is reversed again.From a teammate to a lover for so many years, he has always been the one who clings to Wink. Before we were together, he would always rub against his room. The performance costumes he sent were put under the quilt to warm up before being worn by Wink. Sweet memories have become It's no surprise that Wink always suspects him of plotting wrongdoing.

Even if you don't say it directly, you can tell that he was treated as a heartbreaker by his ex-boyfriend, and he is still the kind who won't change after repeated admonition.

Fortunately, even if Wink disliked him, he didn't show it very clearly in front of the camera.Don't treat every income with a tired mentality. During the interactive sessions throughout the day, Wink was very active, and the distance between him and Song Xinheng was well controlled. It didn't give people the excessive intimacy of CP, and it could also be just right. It reflects the tacit understanding between the two who have known each other for many years.

After the show was recorded, he had to rush back to the crew without stopping. When it was dark again, Fang Wei still didn't take the initiative to contact him.

I forgot that Fang Wei never took the initiative to call before, and Song Xinheng's complaints flooded endlessly, but due to his status as a public figure, he couldn't just drag his parents to reveal his emotions casually, no matter how unhappy he was, he could only hold back .The busy work barely dilutes the bitter mood. He is not the kind of person who cares about it, and he doesn't care that much after a long time.

After all, I was also a person who ran away. Although there was something wrong, but roughly speaking, the two were even.

I haven't heard from Fang Wei for more than a week. During the breaks at work, there are many people in the program team who call their families.Song Xinheng also called his parents, and wanted to give Fang Wei another one after the call. However, his self-esteem was troubled, and Song Xinheng, who was afraid of being hit again, hesitated for a while, and decided to check Fang Wei's trumpet. It is often a place that always reflects the state of life.

The tuba that has gained tens of thousands of fans has been officially abandoned, and Song Xinheng has never noticed how malicious the comments below are.But the update frequency of the trumpet is very high. Except for a few life blogs, Song Xinheng's eyebrows are all knit together for the contents of the screen.

"Check it out for me." Cancheng was confused when he received the call, "Is he short of money in the past week?"

Although he didn't know where Song Xinheng's grievances came from, Chancheng helped him investigate in time. It turned out that Fang Wei was still working normally, and there was a large remittance from an unknown person in the account. No consumption records are displayed.

"The biggest recent expense is the property fee. I paid it for you the day before yesterday." Cancheng continued: "Because I owed it for several months and the size of the house is large, I paid a lot of it, but other than that, it should be There is no urgent need for money, is there any problem?"

The phone was hung up. According to Cancheng, the money was given by Fang Wei's father, and the family should be fine.

But Song Xinheng was even more confused. He was such a simple person, but now he fell into a predicament of not being able to understand.

If you don’t have enough money, you can ask for it from yourself, but it’s pretty good, why do you suddenly start selling those baby goods at a low price?