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Xin Yixiao left, slamming the door hard and leaving.The sound of the door shaking echoed hummingly in the night, like a wordless protest, but also like a mockery.

Fang Sike's eyes fell on the closed door, she frowned slightly, her long eyelashes closed slightly, her hands were crossed, her body leaned back slightly, as if she was lost in thought.After a while, she suddenly burst into giggles.

Crisp laughter and bright smiles rippling in the empty room, lonely and light.

The smile faded away after a while, Fang Sike's mouth showed a touch of indifference, she turned around and picked up the mobile phone on the dining table.Walking to the door and taking out her handbag, she threw the phone into the handbag, put on her high heels, and opened the door.

With a bang, the door closed.She walked towards the elevator entrance.

Xin Yixiao understood all the movements outside the room door.Although she was sitting in the room, she couldn't stop her from paying attention to the movement outside the door.The sound of closing the door was like a heavy hammer, hitting a dull sound, and then the dull sound was clearly and quickly transmitted to her ears.

The calmness after being angry is just like the sound of closing the door, which is dull and disturbing.Xin Yixiao stood up and paced the room. She wanted to control her wild guesses, but her emotions went against her will.The light outside the window was dim, and the bright glass window reflected her frowning face, which added a bit of haze.

Pace, and then pace.This method that Li Xinyixiao used to calm his emotions when he was writing irritably seemed to have lost its effectiveness at the moment.I couldn't control my emotions, this was the first time Xin Yixiao met her.

On the tenth lap of pacing back and forth in the room, she finally figured out what to do.

go to bed.

What the novelist needs is good sleep and peace of mind.Xin Yixiao said to herself.Thinking of this, she turned around and stopped paying attention to the movement outside the door, walked to the bedroom and fell on the bed.

Tossing and turning.This is not in line with Xin Yixiao's habits.She is used to going to bed late, but not used to insomnia.

The light at the head of the bed exudes a dim halo, and the light-colored halos are blurred layer by layer, blurred.The night was excluded, and the room was filled with warm colors that Xin Yixiao likes.She should feel warm, but it's the opposite.

The pillow was Xin Yixiao's favorite pillow, and the bed was her favorite bed, but she couldn't sleep.I can't sleep counting sheep.I couldn't fall asleep counting the dumplings, and my mind was empty, as if I didn't think about anything, and seemed to think too much.

Flipping on the bed, an hour passed.Xin Yixiao gave up her desire to sleep, she took out the mobile phone next to the bed and turned it on.At this time, mobile phones should be the best time to solve boredom and upset.After turning it on, I saw more than a dozen missed calls prompted.They are all the same number, Sikong Qing.

Holding the phone and frowning, Xin Yixiao thought for a while and dialed.After a while, Sikong Qing's clear angry voice came from the microphone.

"Xiao Xiao, do you know what you are doing? When I called you, you turned off the phone! You..." Sikong Qing's voice was very energetic, and he didn't seem to be sleeping at all.

Xin Yixiao looked at the time on his phone, it showed [-]:[-].It was really rare that Sikong Qing hadn't slept yet at this time.She remembered that Sikong Qing was a person who liked to sleep.

"You haven't slept yet?" Xin Yixiao rested her chin with her hands, staring at the bed in a daze.

"...I can still answer the phone while I'm asleep? You think I'm sleepwalking!" Sikong Qing was very angry.But it's no wonder Sikong Qing, she has been very anxious recently.Qin Manyue and Xin Yixiao, everyone made her worry.She hasn't had this feeling of powerlessness for a long time, but now this feeling really reappears.

"It's good if you don't sleep. I can't sleep, please chat with me. I'm more irritable." Xin Yixiao said weakly while holding the microphone.Her lazy voice was in stark contrast to Sikong Qing's fast speech.

"What? Irritability?" Sikong Qing's tone rose, and the veins in her finger holding the phone throbbed. She was angry all night, and came up with such a sentence?

Shouldn't Xin Yixiao apologize to her?

"I'm irritable." Xin Yixiao repeated again, and Xin Yixiao's deep voice was heard in the empty room.

Sikong Qing fell silent into the microphone.The Xin Yixiao she knew was not easily irritable.Most of the time, Xin Yixiao is used to downplaying things with her inexplicable sense of humor and smile, and there are very few things that she can't let go of or let go of.

Xin Yi is small and simple, but extremely smart.Si Kongqing has always admired her philosophy of doing things with great wisdom and foolishness.Si Kongqing yearns for her heartless life.She always thought that Xiaoxiao would continue like this forever, but now something seems to have changed.

"What's wrong with you? Don't be so deep, you don't look like you anymore." Sikong Qing smiled, trying to ease Xin Yixiao's gloomy mood.Is Xin Yixiao irritable because of writing novels?still?

"I don't feel like me anymore." Xin Yixiao smiled wryly. "Sikong, please comfort me! Tomorrow you line up to buy me laya and chocolate, and I want the charcoal-flavored one that I usually like the most."

"You are really welcome. You know that Laya's chocolate is limited every day. If you want to eat it, I guess I should go out in three hours. You have the heart to let me buy you chocolate before dawn?" Sikong Qing laughed, this sentence is really Xin Yixiao's tone of speaking, willful and reckless.

"Who are you lying to? You think I don't know that Laya's proprietress is a loyal fan of yours. When you make a phone call, they will send the things over. Don't pretend to be working hard. It's not just a phone call. I'm not Qin Manyue, don't take this kind of trick." Xin Yixiao mercilessly exposed Sikong Qing.

"Qin Manyue doesn't like chocolate." Sikong Qing said slowly.She's not used to everyone contacting her and Qin Manyue recently.She wanted to keep a low profile, but she didn't want the whole world to know about it.

"Besides, which eye of yours saw what happened to Qin Manyue?" Si Kongqing denied without blushing at all.

"Gu Ning said that you have a big poster of Qin Manyue in your room. You still deny it?" Xin Yixiao snorted through her nostrils. She doesn't like gossip, but Gu Ning is a gossip guy. Can not make publicity everywhere.

"... Gu Ning has such a big mouth." Si Kongqing regretted letting Gu Ning eat and drink at her house recently.After she broke her foot, Gu Ning seemed to like coming to her home, especially when the doctor named Yu Wei came to change her medicine.Gu Ning has never been absent once.In my memory, Gu Ning has never been so diligent.It seems that next time Gu Ning comes again, she should throw her out.

"Sikong, you've been in the entertainment industry for a long time. Do you think the entertainment industry can't survive without unspoken rules?" Xin Yixiao hesitated for a moment, then changed the topic to this issue.She really wanted to know if, in order to have a place in the entertainment industry, one must know the rules of the game as Fang Sike said.

"Why do you want to ask this all of a sudden? Don't you never care about these things?" Sikong Qing pondered for a moment before asking.

"I... am going to be a screenwriter, so of course I need to understand the situation." As a novelist, Xin Yixiao easily found a seemingly beautiful excuse for himself.

"The entertainment industry has its own rules, just like writing, you have your own rules. In fact, you don't have to go through the muddy water at all. Isn't it good to be a novelist? And this circle is very chaotic, true and false. It's hard to tell. Many people approach you not because they really think you are good, but because they think you are profitable. You have to be careful of being used by others without knowing it." Sikong Qing said with a hint of meaning.

"Do I look so easy to be used by others?" Xin Yi smiled, it's not that she doesn't know what Sikong Qing means.

"How much do you know about people? The entertainment industry is not about writing novels, people have ulterior motives. Hidden rules are very common in the entertainment industry. How can there be rewards without proper sacrifice?" Sikong Qing pushed the glasses frame, the corner of his mouth There was a hint of ridicule involved.

"Unspoken rules..." Xin Yixiao held the microphone and fell silent, a dark light flashed in her lowered eyes.

"Qin Manyue came to power because she paid the price? You subtly ruled her out, so she suddenly became famous?" Xin Yixiao asked in a low tone, but it carried a certain sense of confidence.

"Qin Manyue?" Sikong Qing was stunned, her eyes darkened, and after a while, she laughed and said: "Anyway, Gu Ning told you, so I won't keep it from you. I really did sneak up on her. Otherwise, she would not have achieved what she is today. I gave her the stage, and she seized the opportunity."

"You unspoken rules for Qin Manyue, is it because she is beautiful? Or do you like her? I remember that there were many people around you, but I have only seen you care about her so much." Xin Yixiao did not ignore Si Kongqing's words There was a pause.

"Qin Manyue, she...is really special." Sikong Qing drooped her eyes, tapped her fingers on the table unconsciously, lost in thought.How does she feel about Qin Manyue?Her thoughts were wandering, and she thought of Qin Manyue's graceful body, that gentle expression, and the shyness she showed unconsciously under her provocation... She should like her, Sikong Qing looked at Qin Manyue on the wall The poster vaguely comes to mind.

"Special? Do you like it so much?" Xin Yixiao's tone seemed to be probing, but also as if he was asking himself.Is Fang Sike special to her?Xin Yixiao buried her head in the pillow, and in the blackness, a clear shadow was shaking.

"I like her. But..." Sikong Qing paused when he said this, black light flickered in his shrewd eyes.

"But?" Xin Yi asked puzzled.

"However, I also like many people at the same time. For example... Fang Sike, I also like it very much." Sikong Qing stretched out his voice, "If the conditions are right, I don't mind making a deal with someone like her." Sikong Qing looked away from the pictorial on the wall and landed on the computer screen beside him.

Fixed on a screen on the computer screen.To be precise, those two photos are more appropriate.One is a photo of Xin Yixiao and Fang Sike, and the other is a photo of her, Si Kongqing, and Fang Sike.

"You, like Fang Sike?" Xin Yixiao's eyes sank, and his head buried on the pillow suddenly lifted.Irregular breaths came in and out of her chest, and her voice suddenly rose half a point.She couldn't be sure that the sudden uncontrolled contraction of the heartbeat was just the discomfort caused by staying up late at night.

Looking up, the raindrops have not stopped.After being washed by thunderstorms and lightning, the night sky was as dark as a huge black curtain.Gives the illusion of suffocation.

The black night sky, the empty room, and even the air exude a kind of dull aura that seems to be nothing, like Xin Yixiao's panic, for no reason.