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At four o'clock in the morning, Xi Qingxi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes circled around the room, and after a few seconds, he was finally convinced that this was his own bedroom.His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his eyes were not hazy as if he had just woken up, and the sound of rapid breathing was especially abrupt in the silent room.

Xi Qingxi sat up from the bed, combed her forehead hair back, and stared at the empty side with a gloomy expression.According to his usual habits, when he was awakened by a nightmare, he would always wake up the people around him, have a hearty bed affair, take a comfortable hot bath, and then fall asleep peacefully.

At this point in time, it might be difficult to fall asleep without any means.Xi Qingxi simply put on her nightgown and opened the glass door, sitting on the balcony to smoke.

Light smoke rose from the firelight, wrapped around the slender fingertips, and slowly converged with the smoke ring exhaled from his lips before dissipating.

At this time, the community is still sleeping, and residents usually come out for morning jogs one after another until five o'clock.

Xi Qingxi doesn't like quietness, which makes him feel insecure.Compared with living alone in an empty mansion, he yearns for this kind of ordinary community full of human touch.

After smoking a cigarette, the emptiness once again hit my heart.Bored, Xi Qingxi took out his mobile phone, only to see that there were several missed calls on the screen, all from the same person.He froze for a moment, then called back.

The phone rang for a few seconds before being connected, the voice on the other end sounded extremely tired, with a strong nasal voice: "Hello..."

"What's up?"

"What? Did you type wrong?" The other party muttered dissatisfiedly, and was about to hang up, when the subject suddenly changed, "Wait, is that Xi San? How are you?"

"I'm okay."

"That's okay... No, it's past four o'clock, are you awake or awake?"

Xi Qingxi didn't answer but instead asked: "I still want to ask you, isn't your hangover uncomfortable?"

"Uncomfortable." Fang Ruogu said honestly, "Now my head still hurts, and my ears are buzzing, it's so uncomfortable."

"Then why don't you go to bed?"

"I have to make sure you are safe. Save people to the end and send Buddha to the west."

Xi Qingxi felt baffled, in his opinion, all approaching is profitable, not for nothing, even saving lives.

But since the other party can do this for him, it's okay to give him a little profit.

"I'll send you my home address later, just come here at noon."

Unlike other giants, Xi Qingxi's youth experience is too special, so he has developed a lot of survival skills, cooking is one of them.

When Fang Ruogu followed the address to look for it, what he saw was Xi Qingxi busy in the kitchen.He had to admit that this scene was very eye-catching.

Xi Qingxi's face was like a finely carved suet jade, clear and fair.Those peach blossom eyes are as elegant and refined as an ink painting, without any charm.Surrounded by oily fumes in the kitchen at this time, not only did he not feel unharmonious, but it made him feel more smokey.

The only fly in the ointment is the crescent-shaped scar on the forehead covered by hair, which adds a bit of incomplete beauty to Xi Qingxi's flawless face.

Although Fang Ruogu had doubts in his heart, he didn't ask any further questions. After all, he still had to keep a proper distance when interacting with people.

"It smells so good." He didn't eat breakfast, and he was already hungry at the moment, so he couldn't help praising him sincerely, "I can't see that your craftsmanship is very good."

The lunch was simple, without big fish or meat, Fang Ruogu also had a good meal.He took a sip of tofu soup and asked inadvertently, "You usually live alone? Where are your parents?"

Xi Qingxi avoided talking about his parents, and read it expressionlessly: "I came to Shanghai alone to work hard, and I am still looking for a job."

Fang Ruogu looked at Xi Qingxi with more sympathy, and finally understood why this person wanted to commit suicide.Thinking about it in another way, if he has no one to rely on, no job, and has to pay sky-high rent, he also wants to relieve his worries.

Knowing Xi Qingxi's tragic situation, Fang Ruogu became more determined to make friends with Xi Qingxi. As a migrant worker who was also struggling at the bottom of society, he was too sympathetic.

"Actually, I'm not much better. Most of the time, I can only play as a group performer. Occasionally, I'm lucky enough to get the male sixth." Fang Ruogu looked up at the sky with one hand, feeling deeply, "I don't know such a day When will it be over?"

Xi Qingxi said calmly, "It should be soon."

After drinking and eating, Fang Ruogu solemnly expressed his apology to Xi Qingxi: "I have a bad habit of talking a lot when I'm drunk. Thank you for patiently listening to my words yesterday."

Fang Ruogu originally wanted to stay and sit for a while to deepen his relationship with Xi Qingxi, but the phone rang suddenly as if to remind him.

As soon as he got on the phone, the manager's roar came from inside: "No matter where you are, I limit you to the studio within 10 minutes. Immediately, immediately!"

Fang Ruogu's agent is known as Sister Yang in Jianghu, and she is a vigorous and resolute master.She has brought out several well-known and popular film and television entertainment artists, Fang Ruogu is the most disappointing one under her staff, and she has a lot to worry about.

At this time, she was sitting in front of the computer, and on the screen was a series of entries related to Fang Ruogu's name, the most popular one was [Fang Ruogu Xi Qingxi].

Xi Qingxi.The pinnacle of power and wealth in Shanghai, the first heir of EAST Group, and the mysterious financial backer that everyone in the entertainment industry wants to climb.

He is not stingy with his bed partner, and will give the other party anything he can afford-money, resources, contacts, status.

Except feelings.

It's just that this gold master has a very weird temper, not to mention moody, and rarely shows up in public. It is not ordinary people who can see him.

An artist once uploaded a photo of Xi Qingxi on Weibo to satisfy his vanity, but the picture was blocked within a few seconds after it was posted, and this artist was permanently banned from then on.

"Sister Yang, what's the matter?" Fang Ruogu bent down out of breath, propping his knees to wipe off the thin sweat on his forehead.

Sister Yang turned her notebook around and looked at him coldly: "Now you know how to solicit business directly without me?"

Fang Ruogu didn't know where to open the entry, and found that the topic was full of ambiguous gossip.The marketing account said that he was attracted by Xi Qingxi, and the two had a close relationship, but they didn't mention the details, and they couldn't stand scrutiny at first sight.

"I don't know him." Fang Ruogu frowned and thought deeply, "The entry seems to be deliberately related, but I'm so confused, no one is willing to spend money on me."

Sister Yang was dubious: "I really don't know you? There's no need to hide this kind of thing from me. It's a good thing to have a backer. You are very talented, but you lack a springboard. If you can get close to Mr. Xi, you can even become this year's best actor."

Fang Ruogu hesitated for a long time, then said quietly: "Sister Yang, don't try to persuade me, I can't do this kind of thing..."

Sister Yang closed the computer, and a shrewd look flashed in her eyes: "I didn't ask you to sacrifice your life for glory. What I mean is that you can use Xi Qingxi's name appropriately to gain some benefits for yourself. If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent."