heart arsonist

"It's because we have a good temper that we can get along with you." After Yan Baifeng finished speaking, he looked at Song Xinheng with helpless eyes.Back when he was a trainee, Song Xinheng was not what he is now.He didn't talk much, he was as delicate as a little girl, Yan Baifeng was two years older than him, and he would blush even if he said a few more words.In fact, even when he first debuted, Song Xinheng was still very shy, and he walked so smoothly along the way. I don't know when Song Xinheng has faded away from the earliest youthfulness.

"That doesn't mean I'm not suitable for him." Song Xinheng turned his head and said sullenly, "I'm already changing it."

"I know you don't believe me, but I don't want to be separated from him." Seeing Yan Baifeng's confusion, Song Xinheng paused: "You tell me... I don't know how to tell you, and you don't understand him. After getting along with him for a long time, he knew that he actually..."

"In fact, he just looks like he doesn't have any sense of existence." Song Xinheng frowned, and described it with poor vocabulary: "From the beginning of our acquaintance, he was very quiet, not very annoying, and he can blend in with the background wherever he stands. It doesn’t have any sense of existence... It’s similar to a potted plant, I didn’t notice it at first, but later I realized that if I haven’t seen him for a long time, I will suddenly want to see him.”

"I will think about what he is doing, although he will not do interesting things, I have been thinking about it all the time, and I have to meet to get rid of this idea." Song Xinheng lowered his eyes: "Can you understand this feeling? Can't you understand? never mind."

It's not that Yan Baifeng can't understand, he doesn't need to understand at all.The metaphor of a potted plant is very appropriate, it is green, and it is very suitable for Fang Wei who was fooled into getting married.Yan Baifeng glanced at Song Xinheng, and said, "Have you thought about it? Do you really like him?"

Song Xinheng was silent, Yan Baifeng said: "Or even if you have such an idea, you still like Xiaoke?"

"You can't want everything." He took the schedule that Zhou Xiaohui brought over, and said to Song Xinheng: "Your company hasn't notified you yet, after you finish filming, the next event you want to prepare is button's." The joint concert. It was an agreement reached by the top management of several companies, which is very important for Ah Lin who is in a downturn, not only you, Wink also needs this opportunity."

"You have no right to refuse." Yan Baifeng sighed: "I don't believe you can really let Wink go."

One week before the filming was completed, it snowed in Song Xinheng's city. Fang Wei got off the plane, dragged his suitcase and walked a few steps, when he saw his little assistant who came to pick him up.The two of them could chat on the phone, and they didn’t feel constricted when they met. It snowed outside the airport, and the little assistant helped Fang Weiduo wrap a scarf around him. deep.

"It's so beautiful. It hasn't snowed over there this year..." Fang Wei, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked out. Because the snow reflected the light, he took out a pair of sunglasses from his backpack and put them on.The little assistant glanced into his bag, and there were all kinds of colorful things. He smelled the cake aroma all over Fang Wei, and the little assistant said enviously: "In such a cold day, we can actually come back in two days."

The winter vacation of the kindergarten came early, and there was a party in the class. The warm atmosphere was very nostalgic, but thinking of seeing Jiang Qin soon, Fang Wei felt that it would not be hard to travel all the way.When he got to the set, Fang Wei got out of the car, and within a few minutes of stepping on the snow, his feet started to feel cold. Seeing him trembling, the little assistant thought it was because Song Xinheng was frightened, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he have no idea."

After all, the contact information between the two is not only Song Xinheng's mobile phone, but only to satisfy Fang Wei's wish to meet Jiang Qin. The little assistant forgot that the other party has a divorce request.There are a lot of people on the set, especially in winter, and the set-up is even more messy. The little assistant led Fang Wei to sneak around in the crowd, but stopped to shake the snow on the shoe surface, and Fang Wei gave the people lost.

After wandering around in a daze for a while, there was still no progress. Everyone in the crew knew Song Xinheng, but their attitude towards Jiang Qin's name was very vague.Fang Wei asked a few people but did not find out clearly. When the soles of his feet were so cold that he was about to lose consciousness, he suddenly felt a warmth on the side of his face. He turned his head and saw that it was a window with only a thin slit open. Glanced, did not see anyone.

The temperature in the room is set high, and you can still get some heat by standing outside. Fang Wei looked up and saw an iconic sign, so he called the assistant and told him to wait here.The mobile phone was as cold as ice bricks, Fang Wei stuffed it into the bag, and silently rubbed his hands under the window, maybe the warmth in the cold weather was too attractive, Fang Wei glanced inside, stretched out his stiff fingers , and opened the window again.

There was no one in the room, and it wouldn't feel guilty to steal some temperature. Thinking of helping people close the windows after the rendezvous, Fang Wei moved over there again.Staring blankly at his toes, Fang Wei breathed lightly in the palm of his hand, and suddenly realized that someone had touched his ear.

The fingers touching the pinna seemed to be checking the temperature of the frozen red ear tip.The sudden temperature difference brought more shock than surprise. Fang Wei turned his head abruptly and saw a familiar figure behind the window where the hand disappeared.Surprised, Fang Wei turned his head to leave, but the window was already half open, and Song Xinheng stopped him leisurely: "What are you doing standing here?"

"The ears are red from the cold," Song Xinheng, who was wearing a sweater, didn't back up even though the cold wind was blowing in, "Come in first."

Fang Wei didn't move, Song Xinheng didn't stare at him, put on his clothes and came out, led Fang Wei in, and helped him carry the suitcase.Fang Wei stepped on the floor heater with snow-stained shoes, and soon felt the warmth.Not planning to stay here for too long, Fang Wei took the electric heater from the suitcase, found a socket in the room to charge it, and only thought that Song Xinheng sitting on the sofa was a big decoration.

"You came to see me?" Song Xinheng stared at Fang Wei's red ears, wanting him to stay here for a while.Fang Wei originally wanted to say that he came to find Jiang Qin, but he saw Song Xinheng first, so he had to make a mistake and acquiesce.He took out a document bag from the box, and Fang Wei, who still had melted snow on his padded jacket, sat down and handed it to Song Xinheng: "Look, it's these things."

The invoice was obtained from Chancheng, and it was more expensive than Song Xinheng's random report, but it was indeed a true document.This part of the content was added to the newly printed agreement, which became a little thicker, and Fang Wei's name was signed on the signature.Afraid of Song Xinheng's prevarication, Fang Wei even prepared a pen for him, shook it with his cold hands, and after confirming that the water came out, he thoughtfully stuffed it into Song Xinheng's hand.

"Sign it." Fang Wei said: "If you sign it, I won't bother you anymore. I don't care about you scolding my idol."

Speaking of that unlucky idol, Song Xinheng had noticed from just now that Fang Wei's padded jacket and electric heater were the same style as the one he bought for Jiang Qin. When he mentioned that man, Fang Wei's eyes lit up for a moment.Song Xinheng's mouth twitched, and he signed quickly, as if afraid of being dragged away by Fang Wei, he signed all three copies.Fang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, took it over, and the smile froze on his face again.

"Don't be angry, it's useless to be angry," Song Xinheng said: "You want to see him, let's go, I will take you to find him."