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"Think about it first, I'll give you a day." Xu Dongbo leaned his head forward, and placed a light kiss on Song Qiao's lips.

It was like Song Qiao's illusion.

It wasn't until Xu Dongbo went out with his mobile phone that Song Qiao came back to his senses in a daze.

He stepped on slippers, didn't even bother to change his clothes, and ran all the way, Xu Dongbo was no longer seen in the community.

Only then did Song Qiao get anxious. He knew that Xu Dongbo had no place to live when he came back, so he took the suitcase directly into his house, and the other things were bought later.

When Xu Dongbo went out, he could only stay in a hotel or hotel. Song Qiao held his mobile phone anxiously, but he didn't dare to make a call, so he had to transfer 1000 yuan to Xu Dongbo.

Seeing the news that the transfer was successful, Song Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

He went back to his room and sat down, he couldn't help but worry again, did Xu Dongbo have his ID card, did he know where he was going when he left the community?

"Hello? Mr. Song." When Fang Cheng received Song Qiao's call, he was already sitting in the hotel.

Xu Dongbo was sitting on the balcony a few meters away from him, with a plate of cigarette butts in the ashtray next to him, when he heard his name was Song Qiao, he immediately turned his gaze.

"Xu Dongbo went out just now, I'm a little worried." Song Qiao held his palm, but his voice was very steady when he spoke, without any trace of nervousness.

Under the oppression of Xu Dongbo's eyes, Fang Cheng switched the phone to the outside. Seeing Xu Dongbo nod his head, he turned back to Song Qiao, "I'm here now. He's at Chuanyun Hotel. President Song doesn't have to worry."

"That's good." Song Qiao hung up the phone neatly.

Fang Cheng looked at the phone, then at Xu Dongbo, and looked at each other.

He couldn't help asking, "What are you and Mr. Song doing?"

"Although your own conditions are good, Mr. Song may not only support you. Even if we are separated, it's best to get together and leave."

Otherwise, if something goes wrong with Song Qiao and he wants to block Xu Dongbo's back, then he can only watch.

Fang Cheng thought about what happened last time, and Song Qiao was actually related to someone who could suppress the top management of Universal Entertainment. He was by no means a simple character.

"He dares." Xu Dongbo opened his mouth with some hostility. He put out the cigarette butt, took a sip of beer, and fell silent again.

Fang Cheng was also pissed off, he was called over halfway through the meal, when Xu Dongbo came, he was still silent, thinking about him, he stabbed Xu Dongbo.

"Why dare you do this? You are just his male companion. Why don't you want to change it?"

"I'm his boyfriend."

Xu Dongbo raised his eyelids and glanced at Fang Cheng, then slowly added, "The kind that can get the certificate at the end of the year."

Fang Cheng was taken aback, he couldn't help but took out a cigarette from the case, and smoked it himself.

"If you still plan to continue to go to the top, you can tell me about your affairs. If something happens in the future, I can also do public relations."

Xu Dongbo's thoughts were in a mess at the moment, he knew that Fang Cheng was trustworthy, after much deliberation, he still told about his relationship with Song Qiao, but omitted the part about Song Qiao's amnesia.

Fang Cheng looked at Xu Dongbo differently. Although Xu Dongbo didn't look like a little boy, his poor and white persona really looked like someone who suddenly climbed a high branch.

Fortunately, he had been in contact with Xu Dongbo for more than a month, so he wouldn't directly draw a conclusion on Xu Dongbo, but this still couldn't stop him from gossiping, "Then what are you doing this time?"

"It's okay." Xu Dongbo exhaled, and brushed his own hair from the back to the front. After coming back for so long, his hair has grown a lot, but it is still not the normal length now, and looks a bit rebellious.

"Go back first, I'll be home tomorrow."

"There is still a print advertisement to be filmed tomorrow." The filming of the last TV series has not yet started, and Xu Dongbo is not even counted as the [-]th line now, so it was black and red last time. Someone took a fancy to his face and came to him Scheduled an ad.

Fang Cheng had seen that one before, it was a men's clothing brand for outdoor sports, the price was not much, so it was a way to expose it anyway.

"Understood." Xu Dongbo's voice came along with the sound of closing the door, and Fang Cheng sighed helplessly.

The ten-second commercial was booked for two days, and Fang Cheng thought that Xu Dongbo was also available, so he agreed at that time. When the filming started on this day, he realized that Xu Dongbo was not only good at filming TV dramas.

He quickly grasps what he is going to perform and gets it done.

The commercial shooting location was chosen in the suburbs of Beijing. Xu Dongbo started shooting after getting off the car in the morning. Finally, he was free. He went to Yao Beibei to get his mobile phone, intending to see if Song Qiao had given it to him. Call up.

Only to find that there is no signal here.

Fortunately, the photographer got along well with Xu Dongbo, and finished filming this commercial at six o'clock in the afternoon.

Bo Sen smiled and showed his big white teeth. He played the last one again, and then called for someone to call it a day, "It will take a few days for editing and post-production, and I will send you the finished film when the time comes."

"Thank you." Xu Dongbo was also relaxed because he was able to finish ahead of schedule. He waited for the makeup artist to remove his makeup and wanted to go out, but he was grabbed by Bo Sen again, "Let's go together, just go back to have a meal, save a day." All that comes down is money."

"If our company is not too small to keep you, I would like to fight for it and hire you as our company's spokesperson."

The director of the company also came with him, and nodded on the side.

Xu Dongbo couldn't refuse, so he followed the crowd and boarded the car back to Beijing.

The restaurant was booked on the way, and by the time Xu Dongbo and the others passed by, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Xu Dongbo borrowed a power bank to charge his phone, and when he switched it on, the phone vibrated crazily.

A series of missed calls, and Song Qiao's SMS bombardment.

Before Xu Dongbo turned it on, there were people sitting on the left and right of him. Dang even put away his mobile phone and raised his glass to fine him a few drinks, "I have something to do at home, I have to go back first."

Song Qiao knew he was nervous, so Song Qiao's answer was undoubtedly obvious.

But even if Song Qiao wanted to have no contact with him, Xu Dongbo would not be willing.

"Then I'll see you off." Bo Sen said familiarly.

He and Xu Dongbo got out of the box and walked out through the hall, talking and laughing.

Xu Dongbo is also very interested in outdoor sports. If he is not busy investigating Song Qiao's mystery, he would start his own company.

He listened to what Bo Sen said happily, and answered a few words in passing.

Song Qiao chased after them with strides, and saw the two of them chatting and laughing as they walked out of the hotel.

He stopped in his tracks, smiled wryly, then turned back and walked upstairs.

Today is the day to make an appointment with Rongxing's partner. He was anxious to find Xu Dongbo for a day today, but he packed up and came to see him. This cooperation is related to whether his company can take a step forward. Song Qiao can't let the pigeons go. .

What's more, he also saw that Xu Dongbo was very energetic talking and laughing with others, so he didn't need to worry about it.

Song Qiao ate his meal absent-mindedly, and only drank the wine. It happened that the vice president who came from Rongxing was fond of drinking.

When the dinner was over, the bosses on both sides were drunk, and Song Qiao could barely maintain his sobriety. The vice president of Rongxing had already made an appointment with his brothers and sisters to have dinner together next time, and they couldn't speak very fluently. up.

"I'm waiting anytime." Song Qiao said politely, and ordered Vice President Wang to be sent to the car.

The driver waited by the side for a long time. Seeing Song Qiao standing there, he got out of the car carefully and took two steps towards Song Qiao, "Boss Song?"

"Let's go back." Song Qiao smiled wryly, the phone was stuck in his pocket, and of course he knew best whether it rang or not along the way.

Xu Dongbo probably saw his news and didn't want to talk to him.

Song Qiao gave himself up and thought all the way, and when he got downstairs from his house, he asked the driver to go back.

He opened the door reeking of alcohol, stomping on his left and right feet, and fell into a fiery embrace unexpectedly.

Song Qiao was startled, looked up in a panic, and saw the face illuminated by the lights in the corridor, it was Xu Dongbo who had been away from home for a day.

Xu Dongbo embraced him with one hand, closed the door with the other, lowered his head and sniffed, and frowned fiercely, "Why are you drunk?"

"Didn't you ignore me?" Song Qiao grabbed Xu Dongbo's collar and said accusingly.

Relying on the fact that he was drunk, knowing that asking such a question would make him seem too unreasonable, he still poked Xu Dongbo's chest, "Don't answer my text messages or answer my phone calls, and eat with others!"

"Give me a day to think about it, I've thought about it, but you don't listen, liar!"

"I didn't lie to you..." Xu Dongbo walked inside with the person in his arms, Song Qiao's mouth was full of alcohol, which made him frown.

"There was no signal in the morning, and there was no electricity when I came back."

I don't know if his explanation took effect, Song Qiao didn't speak, and let him pull him obediently, but fixed his eyes on Xu Dongbo.

He dragged Song Qiao to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, gave the drunk another a bath, changed into pajamas, and then left the bedroom to make sober tea for Song Qiao.

Song Qiao can't drink alcohol, and he won't go crazy if he drinks, but he talks a little more than usual, which is not a problem, but he still has a headache when he wakes up the next day.

Xu Dongbo put all the ingredients of sober tea into the pot, and when he turned around, he saw Song Qiao leaning on the door frame of the kitchen. Seeing him turn his head, a smile slowly gathered on his face, and finally turned into a big smile.

"you're back."

Xu Dongbo's heart beat wildly because of his smile, he almost thought that Song Qiao had no amnesia.

"Why don't you talk?" Song Qiao took a few steps forward, grabbed his hand and squeezed it, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"It's true."

The living room was very low, Song Qiao had stood outside for a long time, his hands were still cool, it was hard for Xu Dongbo to ignore, he just felt that the drunk Song Qiao was even clingier after not seeing him for a few months.

"I won't go, you go to bed first, okay?"

Song Qiao's face turned cold for a moment, and he shook off Xu Dongbo's hand, "Liar, you always leave as soon as I fall asleep."