Perfect Two

Fruit is good.The desired result has already been half achieved.

93

Not to mention Feng Yi, even Fu Zhou was muttering in his heart, not knowing what Cheng Xirong was planning.In fact, anyone can see that he is pretending to be grandiose and deliberately saying those words.But it is difficult to guess what his purpose and original intention is in expressing himself in this way.

The position of the stand is different, the focus and direction are also different.The thoughts that arise from this are actually based on oneself as the root, and are completely a behavioral activity that belongs to oneself.Of course, it would be far from the truth.

Cheng Xirong understands Feng Yi's character, and also knows that he is the most prone to this kind of problem, so he follows his traits.People who are suspicious and suspicious probably have this characteristic. They like to think of the worst in everything, and the more they think about it, the worse it becomes.

When moving the sofa, Feng Yi was always in a state of tension.As soon as Cheng Xirong moved, he stood up nervously.

Cheng Xirong wandered around the room, looking around, reaching out to touch a beautiful bottle when he saw it.As soon as he turned around and saw Feng Yi behind him, Cheng Xirong asked with a smile: "What are you doing with me? Are you afraid that I will steal something?"

Feng Yi sullenly said nothing.

Cheng Xirong: "Don't worry, I'll just take a look."

Cheng Xirong not only watched, but also acted.From the living room to the kitchen, as well as the dining room and the resting balcony outside, he would take a stroll around all the places he could go in.Move everything that can be picked up, and beat what can't be moved.

By this time, Feng Yi's mind was really spoiled by alcohol, as he still couldn't guess what Cheng Xirong wanted to do.After Cheng Xirong looked at the entire first floor, Feng Yi asked gloomyly, "Did you find it?"

Cheng Xirong shook his head: "No. Now that I think about it, I don't think it's possible to be on the first floor. I want to go upstairs."

The sofa has been moved.The security guard was watching the moving workers outside the door, the moving team was standing at the door of the living room watching Fu Zhou, and Fu Zhou was standing in the open space of the sofa watching Cheng Xirong, extending inward layer by layer.Cheng Xirong ignored Fu Zhou, stared at Feng Yi and asked, "I want to go up."

Feng Yi took a wrong step and stood in front of him: "You don't have the right."

"What are you afraid of?"

"This is my private house, you are breaking into a private house."

Cheng Xirong sneered: "My body is still my own! You didn't follow the law when you tied me up?"

The guys in the moving team were stunned, they turned their eyes away instantly, and started to stare at Feng Yi.The security outside also vaguely heard a few words, imagined a little, and was so embarrassed that he didn't know whether to leave or stay.The atmosphere was a bit awkward, two people had already gathered together and whispered, not knowing what they said.

It is best not to hear the content, and the unknown is the scariest thing.In particular, Feng Yi himself has something strange in his heart, and he must be more sensitive than usual.What's more, the security guards are also there, and they have to deal with them all day long. If they catch something, embarrassment is much more serious than throwing things.

The most important thing for public figures is face.Among them, Feng Yi was the one he cared about most.

After Cheng Xirong stepped up the steps smoothly, he turned around and called Fu Zhou: "What are you doing in a daze?"

Fu Zhou immediately followed, silent and swift, and his explosive force surprised Cheng Xirong.Cheng Xirong exhaled secretly, thinking what is this idiot doing?fight?Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Feng Yi trying to step forward to block the road, but he was also taken aback by Fu Zhou's aura, his footsteps stuck in place, and he became a posture of standing obliquely, awkwardly and stiffly.

Well... well done!

The moment Feng Yi hesitated, Fu Zhou had bypassed him and followed Cheng Xirong up.

Now that the matter has come to this point, it is useless for Feng Yi to say anything.First he was forced by Cheng Xirong to have no choice but to let go.Originally, he wanted to be just a skinny little bastard, who would not be able to cause any big waves, so he really asked him to dig out something and just press it down.Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, another little wolf dog followed.

Feng Yi was bitten by this dog, and he still has lingering fears.

When Feng Yi saw Fu Zhou at the memorial service, he felt familiar.Afterwards, Feng Yi went to inquire about it, and then he remembered that he had used a notebook to find Process Xirong.In recent years, Cheng Xirong's taste has become more and more tricky, and the number of notebooks sent in is too numerous to count, and there are few that he can take a fancy to.In order to maintain his own work rhythm, he barely picked out some.

Fu Zhou's movie just happened to suit Cheng Xirong's taste, so I stayed up all night watching it, and I was so excited.What impressed Feng Yi the most was Cheng Xirong's comment on Fu Zhou: "He understands me completely and knows exactly what I want."

Feng Yi didn't want to admit that he was jealous, but he must have distracted thoughts when he heard such words.

I didn't expect to bump into each other here again.The circle is so big, and there is only one single-plank bridge.The probability is so small that they can still face off in mid-air.

Feng Yi was full of thoughts, all concentrated in the center of his brows, and wrinkled deeply.Cheng Xirong was not at peace, and when he walked upstairs, he was full of sighs and emotions.This is my home, and that is my lover for ten years.The result now?what it looks like!

To spend such a great deal of thought on plotting against Feng Yi, have you ever thought about it before?

In the past, I just wanted to plot against him in bed.

After Cheng Xirong stepped on the carpet on the second floor, he couldn't help but look back.A large man flickered in his sight, blocking all his vision.

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Fu Zhou: "What's wrong?"

The emotions were interrupted, and those sticky and entangled threads came to an abrupt end, and there was no way to continue.Cheng Xirong then calmed down and asked himself what else was he thinking about?Is there any point in looking back at him?

His gaze passed over Fu Zhou, and he glanced back.Cheng Xirong glanced at Feng Yi, seeing that he was well-dressed but couldn't hide the redness in his eyes, his fingers twitched occasionally, and his heart sank.

Alcohol would ruin him sooner or later.But this is all his own business, his body belongs to him directly, and has nothing to do with him.

Cheng Xirong and Fu Zhou searched the big and small corners of the house. He was touched by the scene, with the memories of the past on the one hand, and the hardened heart on the other, and the contradictions reached a delicate coordination state.Fu Zhou was fine at first, but as he walked, his attention was drawn away.

It is indeed a torment for a fan who is almost an illegitimate fan to go to the place where idols used to live.

Cheng Xirong kicked Fu Zhou from behind: "What are you looking at!"

Standing in the middle of the cloakroom, Fu Zhou was stunned for a moment, and didn't respond to being kicked.

Cheng Xirong had no choice but to move up to him and pull his ears down: "The things he uses are not here. I will give you a chance next time and let you take a closer look."

Fu Zhou's eyes flickered, and just as he was about to speak, Feng Yi had already followed in.

Seeing the two of them getting close together, Feng Yi felt uneasy for no reason, and interrupted them: "Have you seen enough?"

The whole house was inspected, including the wine cellar.

Feng Yi: "Did you find your things?"

Cheng Xirong: "You have been following us and will let us find you?"

Feng Yi: "Can you go now?"

"Yes, you can go."

Cheng Xirong took the lead, and when passing by Feng Yi, he suddenly raised his hand and patted Feng Yi's chest: "I will take it back."

The little blood remaining on Feng Yi's face faded instantly, and he took two steps back.

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The moving team waited outside for a long time and had already chatted with the security guard.Through the small garden, out of the fence gate of the villa.Just as Fu Zhou was about to speak, Cheng Xirong told him to wait, and turned around to give the moving team an address.

Fu Zhou was listening, and it turned out to be an auction house.

"Is it over for today?"

After sitting in the car, Fu Zhou finally found a chance to speak.Cheng Xirong nodded, and lowered his hair to send WeChat messages.Relying on his good eyesight, Fu Zhou could see clearly at a glance.

Cheng Xirong contacted the people from the auction house and asked them to pick up the goods.

Fu Zhou asked, "Shall we go?"

"No. Let's find somewhere to eat."

Fu Zhou was worried: "Let's leave the things to them to deal with, what should we do if something happens?"

Cheng Xirong didn't care: "An old sofa can't be sold for much. The name of the auction was moved from Feng Yi's house, and it was aimed at fans. It doesn't matter if it bumps into each other."

I really don't feel sorry for the things I picked up in vain...

Cheng Xirong put down the phone: "It's a pity that you can't fit such a big sofa, or you actually spent a lot of money buying it."

While starting the car, Fu Zhou asked Cheng Xirong, "You didn't come here just for the sofa, did you?"

"is it not OK?"

Fu Zhou flew to Cheng Xirong with a fierce eye knife.Cheng Xirong calmly endured it, and added fuel to the fire: "It's certainly possible to walk the two of you at once."

Fu Zhou wasn't annoyed either, his eyes became calm after falling down, and he took a cool look at Cheng Xirong: "Yes, I can also put you here, you choose to walk back."

This bastard...has actually learned how to threaten people!

It didn't matter what the verbal fight was, Fu Zhou didn't push Cheng Xirong down, Cheng Xirong said to him: "My hope is that next time I can get the jade."

"how?"

Cheng Xirong patted himself on the chest: "Jade is on his body. Otherwise, why would he change his face instantly?"

Fu Zhou: "...Are you really walking me?"

"Walking Feng Yi. His personality has always been like that. This kind of person is hard to change. Whether it is the tendency of thinking or the pattern of behavior, it has been fixed. Don't worry about any changes. Guess his previous behavior will go down smoothly. That's it."

Fu Zhou had an expression of "what are you talking about", maintaining the most basic patience,

Cheng Xirong thought about how he should express himself: "Let me tell you this, he must be wearing jade next to his body. But it is too difficult to take things from him. So we want him to take jade from his body." come down."

Fu Zhou was silent for a while: "If you need me to do something, just tell me."

still don't understand...

Cheng Xirong had no choice but to think for a long time before continuing: "That's the case. He originally thought it would be safest to carry it on his body. But now, I even know where to put it. Someday I will find someone to set it up for him." A sack for a beating, and you'll have it in no time."

Fu Zhou looked terrified: "You will be so violent?"

Cheng Xirong corrected: "It is direct."

Fu Zhou thought about it for a while, and realized belatedly: "Then he will lock it at home? Because the house has already been checked."

"That's right!" Cheng Xirong clapped his hands, holding his fingertips, feeling a little emotional, "Feng Yi's way of thinking can only turn a corner, and there is no way to turn around. He can't think of such a thing as an empty city plan."

Fu Zhou said sourly and coldly: "You really know."

Cheng Xirong didn't deny it: "Know yourself and know your enemy. This is what I think, I just hope there are no accidents."

"There is one," Fu Zhou pointed out, "How do I get in?"

Cheng Xirong crossed his fingers and slowly made a fist.He was silent for a while before whispering: "There is a key."

At the end of Fu Zhou's rush, he entered the city center and found a restaurant on the side of the road, filling his stomach in a hurry.Cheng Xirong sat across from him. He had just eaten two chopstick noodles, and Fu Zhou had already eaten half of the bowl.Cheng Xirong was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but said, "Don't howl if you choke later."

Really almost choked.

Cheng Xirong regards eating as an experience and pleasure.Usually on the set, he is not slow to eat, but he can't just pour his brains into it.This way of eating Fu Zhou almost opened the mouth and put the rice in directly.

It's like it's been a long time since I've eaten, but I'm not embarrassed to eat.He is relatively fast, but has chewed very carefully.But without stopping.This is also the case when eating at home, but if you are not in such a hurry, you will not be so nervous.

Cheng Xirong looked at it for a while, and then asked, "Have you ever been hungry before?"

Fu Zhou raised his head abruptly, and was stunned for half a second, swallowing food slower.

Cheng Xirong's heart skipped a beat, and he felt as if he had hit a critical point again—a switch that he shouldn't have pressed.Man is a whole, developed from the past to become who he is now, which is complete.

This was supposed to be a harmonious process. The past self determines the present self, whether it is character or situation, it is all accumulated.

But Fu Zhou was not.Cheng Xirong knew too little about his past, but it still didn't affect his sense of disobedience.There seems to be a fault in Fu Zhou's body, which was cut off with a knife. The past is the past, and it has nothing to do with the present.Now he will not look back, nor mention it.

Family background is the best proof.Two films can be made in a teenager, on the one hand, financial and human support, and on the other hand, the family atmosphere.Cheng Xirong grew up in an ordinary well-off family. The school he attended was also an ordinary school, and his classmates and friends were also ordinary people.He knew all too well what it was like to be a child in this environment.

There are very few people who take photography as a hobby, but Fu Zhou took it as a profession when he was a teenager.What would his family Fox look like if he could understand and support him?

It must not be weak.

But the facts now are completely contrary to this.Fu Zhou's current life is neither tight nor easy.He has been doing odd jobs to save money by himself, and has no good opportunity to shoot his own movies.

Is his family not clear about these current situations?When he was a child, his family could support his dream of nothingness.Now that he has the ability to turn his dreams into reality, why doesn't anyone help him?

Disconnected! ?

Cheng Xirong thought of such a possibility, and then looked at Fu Zhou's eyes with some sympathy.

Fu Zhou: "...you are an actor."

"Don't change the subject with me."

Fu Zhou continued: "You have to learn how to manage expressions."

Cheng Xirong immediately raised his hand to touch his face.As soon as his fingertips touched his skin, Fu Zhou wiped it off and stood up, putting a piece of RMB [-] on the table.

Fu Zhou: "Take a taxi and go back after eating."

He escaped again.

95

When Cheng Xirong wanted to stop Fu Zhou, Su Minglin called in.Looking up again, Fu Zhou was gone.Cheng Xirong had no choice but to withdraw his thoughts and asked Su Minglin what's the matter.

Su Minglin's voice was very soft, as if he was covering his mouth and saying secretly: "There is someone here, looking for you!"

Cheng Xirong: "...you speak up, what?"

Su Minglin repeated it, and finally yelled out: "A beautiful woman is looking for you! She found our studio! I'm waiting for you here!"

Only then was Cheng Xirong satisfied: "It's over if you talk like this a long time ago. What kind of person?"

Maybe the media, or new fans.How to say "Nanlu" is now a popular figure in the entertainment industry, no matter which way it is popular, the attention is already high enough.It's hard to guarantee that you won't meet people with strange tastes, or some people with strange behaviors.

Su Minglin: "Very thin, under 30 years old, with short hair. What's your name? Xia what... oh, it's called Xia Lanlan! Or Xia Lailai?"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Still looking for you?That's right!

Su Minglin asked: "Do you know him? What should we do? Are you still coming to the hospital today?"

Cheng Xirong sneered: "Of course I'm going. Let her wait."

Cheng Xirong had a casual lunch, and took the remaining 30 yuan to take a taxi.After reporting the address to the driver, he tiredly rubbed his forehead and let out a silent breath.

I am entangled in these trivial and complicated things every day, like a spinning top, as if it has been spinning in place.There is no way to move forward.

It's much harder than being an actor.

I knew it would be difficult before, so I put it off until I was in my 30s, when I realized that the time had come and everything was ready before I dared to start my own business.In that situation, he was still worried that he would not be able to make ends meet, let alone now.Empty hands, all you can use is your mind.

Other than that, there is nothing.

When the taxi stopped, Cheng Xirong opened his eyes and didn't move.I vaguely felt that I fell asleep, and half dreamed and half awake felt that there was someone sitting beside me.He didn't speak, just sat there steadily, breathing calmly and steadily.

Cheng Xirong felt that he was not the type who needed company.But Feng Yi said he was.

The driver glanced back: "Young man! Asleep? We're here!"

Cheng Xirong slowly sat up straight, found out the change and handed it to the driver.The driver was a very talkative young man. When he turned around to pick up the money from behind, he asked by the way: "Are you here to see a doctor or a person?"

Cheng Xirong responded casually, "Look at people."

The driver smacked his lips and said with emotion: "Another one. I have pulled two here today."

"Oh? There are so many people visiting the doctor today?"

The driver was stunned for a moment, but without saying a word, Cheng Xirong got out of the car first, and closed the door behind him.The taxi turned around on the sidewalk, and Cheng Xirong went into the hospital. After entering the hospital, he was about to go upstairs when someone called him down.Cheng Xirong turned his head and saw the dean coming out of the pharmacy, took two quick steps to him, and followed him upstairs.

The dean talked to him a few words, meaning that the purpose of renting this ward to them was to help young people realize their dreams.But now, the news of filming here has spread, and occasionally people want to come and watch.

It turns out that "seeing people" means this.The dean used the word "occasionally". Cheng Xirong didn't have an exact number, so he could make a guess about how many there were.One driver can meet two, Xia Lanlan went straight here to find herself.The extent of information leakage can be imagined.

The dean said: "Anyway, this is a hospital and it provides services to patients. There are always people coming and going, and the impact is not very good."

Cheng Xirong waited for him to finish before asking, "How did Fu Zhou talk to you at that time?"

The dean didn't know what he was going to say, so he asked, "What?"

"It should be the name of your hospital, right?"

The dean nodded: "There is this one."

Cheng Xirong paused: "Then Dean, do you know what it means to be named?"

The dean's expression became a little embarrassed, and he licked his lower lip: "This..."

"To put it bluntly, this is a win-win situation. We wanted to use your venue, and we also paid a certain amount of rent. You thought this was an opportunity for publicity, and based on this idea, you agreed to Fu Zhou. Isn't it?"

The dean pursed his lips and did not speak.

Cheng Xirong continued: "Look, isn't the publicity coming? More and more people will know about this hospital."

The dean hastily interrupted him: "But, this is a hospital after all!"

"You know it yourself! When you signed the contract with Fu Zhou, didn't you know that this is a hospital?" Cheng Xirong was a little helpless, "You should have thought of this at the time when you brought in something that shouldn't belong to a hospital. You can’t wait until a problem arises before you say it’s not suitable. It’s not suitable now, but was it suitable during the previous period?”

In the end, the dean used his name to leave.Cheng Xirong took the elevator up.In order to prevent patients from going wrong, the elevator can only go to the penultimate floor, and Cheng Xirong walked up another flight of stairs.Su Minglin was smoking in the corridor, and saw him go up to meet him first, and took his arm: "The dean just came to me and said that we have affected his patients."

"Pip out the cigarette." Cheng Xirong waved the smoke from his nose and coughed, "What did you say?"

"What else can I do! Make sure to catch up with the schedule and finish the filming as soon as possible!"

Cheng Xirong shook his head with a sigh, and briefly commented: "Prodigal."

"what?"

"We paid the rent, why are we in a hurry?" Cheng Xirong broke free from his fingers, "Okay, you can take pictures with peace of mind, and you don't have to rush forward. Where's that woman?"

"It's inside - no, it's okay? Just shoot like this, okay?"

Children's hearts are all kind, they don't bother others, and don't cause trouble for others.But with bitter water, you can only swallow it by yourself, and swallow it all into your stomach.

What is the need?It can be eaten by others.I don't know when they will understand this truth.

Cheng Xirong ignored Su Minglin and walked straight forward.There are two steps in the hospital. Xia Lanlan is squatting in another safe passage, holding her knees and playing with her mobile phone.Cheng Xirong knocked on the iron door next to her, and then she stood up and went straight down.

"Let's find an empty place to talk back."

Cheng Xirong didn't move: "Tell me what to talk about first, and see if it's worth it for me to go down."

Xia Lalan probably didn't expect him to show such an attitude, it seemed a bit reckless, and she was annoyed and ashamed for a while: "Don't go too far!"

Cheng Xirong really didn't know where he went too far.

Xia Lanlan looked aggrieved, Su Minglin poked his head here curiously, and said with emotion: "My dear, Xiao Pan, you have a lot of love debts!"

96

It's a pity that he couldn't beat Su Minglin.But you can deduct his food expenses.

Su Minglin heard that all lunch boxes will be vegetarian in the future, so he swallowed dryly, and then said: "Shall we make room for the two of you? You two have a good talk."

Cheng Xirong: "Do you want to eat white rice?"

Su Minglin turned around and walked away, walking so fast that he didn't even make the sound of footsteps.

Cheng Xirong just rubbed the center of his eyebrows, found a step and sat down casually.Xia Lanlan had already walked halfway up the stairs, and the sightlines of the two of them were not too far apart.Cheng Xirong looked into the other person's eyes and couldn't help but think of Fu Zhou in his mind.

The two of them were completely different, Fu Zhou's eyes were long and narrow, and the end of the eyes seemed to be cut off, sharp and blunt.Xia Lanlan has standard almond eyes, round and kind, very soft, light makeup is just right, with a feminine temperament.

But Cheng Xirong was thinking of Fu Zhou.It may be because this woman is related to Fu Zhou, or it may be because he always wants to dig out Fu Zhou's past from this woman.Cheng Xirong found that he was disturbed and his mind was not very calm.

So much so that he couldn't bear to wait for the other party to speak first, and asked directly, "What's the matter?"

Xia Lalan started to question him instead: "Why didn't you reply to the message?"

Cheng Xirong froze for a moment, then remembered what he had talked with her halfway.Because Fu Zhou took a bath too quickly, he hadn't been able to extract any useful information from her.Later, the dialogue with her was pushed down, and Cheng Xirong couldn't see it, so he completely forgot about it.

"Do you know how many private messages I have to answer a day?"

Xia Lanlan was belatedly aware of his current popularity on the Internet, just a little shaken, and his face became more tense: "The information of people who have not followed you are all together, don't—"

"Look at how many people I follow."

One-third of the people sent him private messages, which were much more varied than the comments.At first, Cheng Xirong took it for fun and looked through it.Later, more and more, no matter how interesting it is to watch, it will only make the phone crash.

Xia Lanlan's face was tangled into a ball.She is a very cheerful woman, with short hair and capable, tall and poised figure.Probably because he rarely encountered such embarrassing things before, and once in a while, he didn't even have a skilled expression, with jerky embarrassment.

Cheng Xirong felt anxious, seeing her so nervous and embarrassed, he calmed down instead.Stingy as hell.But this kind of mood can help him, let him return to his usual state and stand on a high place.Make him treat the dean the same way.

Although it was not born from the heart, it may not last long, and the subsequent counterattack may be more powerful.

Xia Lanlan said as if complaining: "Then why didn't you reply back then?"

Cheng Xirong told the truth: "Fu Zhou came back from the shower, and I didn't have time."

Xia Lanlan opened her eyes wide and looked at Cheng Xirong in disbelief: "You secretly contacted me behind his back!?" As soon as she finished speaking, she came back to herself and said, "That's right. normal."

If you don't need to carry Fu Zhou's words, what's the matter with her?Cheng Xirong must have asked Fu Zhou directly, and would not go around in this circle at all.

Unexpectedly, Xia Lanlan suddenly added another sentence: "If he knows, I probably have to move to another city to live."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

From this point of view, this girl's words should be pretty good... No, it can't be said that the trap is not a trap, if she stops here, she may start pouring beans herself.

Cheng Xirong then asked: "Then tell me, if you come to find me, if he finds out, will he let you go or me?"

At the end of the speech, my heart skipped a beat.Wait for an answer.

Xia Lanlan rolled her eyes in surprise: "No way? Will he find out?"

Cheng Xirong: "...No. Don't worry."

Xia Lanlan was worried: "I said, he won't come here suddenly, right? Has he been here before?"

"Not today. He's busy."

"Is he still taking short-term shoots?"

Cheng Xirong hadn't thought about anything yet, but she came here first to inquire about the news.That's fine, both of them have needs, Cheng Xirong wants to know about Fu Zhou's past, Xia Lanlan wants to know about Fu Zhou's life now, they will be surrounded by one person, and they won't be left alone.

Cheng Xirong raised his eyelids wearily, and glanced at her: "I'm quite strange. It seems that you care about him too, why don't you know anything about him?"

Xia Lanlan was not convinced, and asked instead: "Then how much do you know?"

"I know what you don't know. I know a little of what you know."

Xia Lanlan made him dizzy, and his mind was full of "know or not".Cheng Xirong didn't want to linger any longer, so he simply asked, "What are you looking for me for?"

At first I had this idea, but later I found it very boring.You can ask Fu Zhou what you want to know. If he doesn't want to talk about it, it doesn't make sense to hear it from other places.He has his reasons for hiding, and being honest with people doesn't mean he's going to see each other naked.

There are things I can't tell him.In private, it's evened out by swipe and pull like this.

This kind of mentality has been maintained very well, until Cheng Xirong saw Fu Zhou's film, all his rationality was shattered.It fell down with a clatter, making a terrible noise.

awesome.

His films are not only the art on the lens, but also the emotional core is amazing.In the documentary film of a few minutes, he photographed the isolation of the mountain village and the loneliness inside and outside the wooden house.As time goes by, the mountains and forests will be honored and disgraced, but this house will not change.

Many kinds of emotions are mixed together, and it becomes more and more precipitated, heavy and unbearable.

Works reflect everything about a person, his heart, his past, and even his imaginary future.All his knowledge is presented in the works, and his attitude is also included in it.The work is himself.

Cheng Xirong felt that he saw a shining Fu Zhou.It was dawn, and a corner of the sun was exposed, sprinkled on the vast sea.The wind passes by, the brilliance spreads, and it becomes one with the sky.

This is the real Fuzhou.Under that dull skin, should be his real personality.

Holding this expectation, Cheng Xirong suddenly asked that big fool to pour a basin of cold water on himself, which made his heart feel cold-the taste was really unspeakable.

At this point, any trust and respect are out of the question.Cheng Xirong just wanted to see his past and know his composition.Completing the missing piece of the past can be seen in the days to come.This is consummation.

It's a pity that Fu Zhou has not been able to follow Cheng Xirong's wish.During lunch, Cheng Xirong tried to mention it, but Fu Zhou actually left directly under the pretense of being in a hurry.

Xia Lanlan bumped into it with her hind foot.Cheng Xirong has a net, so he should take it slowly.

97

Xia Lanlan was like a dumb person, she didn't think of anything for a long time.

Cheng Xirong didn't disclose his current shooting location, and it would take some time and effort for Xia Lanlan to find out the location of the hospital from Weibo.Coupled with the time spent on the road, whether in a car, driving or walking, this process should be enough for a person to calm down.But Xia Lanlan ran over recklessly.

When I arrived, I realized that I didn't know what to say.

Cheng Xirong stretched his legs, relaxed, and simply pretended to concentrate on waiting for her to ponder.After a long time, Xia Lanlan suddenly sighed and said to himself, "Should I not come to you?"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

After waiting for a long time, just tell me this?

Cheng Xirong suppressed his voice and said, "Look for yourself."

Xia Lanlan was half murmuring, with a very soft voice: "I just want to see if he is doing well now. You can't get too close, it will be bad if you are discovered. I don't know if you believe it or not, I went to Kangli that day, but it was actually first."

"You don't need to prove to me that you are not a stalker." Cheng Xirong was not interested in her trivial matters, "If you want to know, just ask him."

Xia Lanlan smiled wryly: "Do you know what I said to him when you went to take a bath at his house that day?"

Cheng Xirong didn't speak.

Xia Lanlan probably figured out his way of talking, and concealed those useless nonsense, and became more and more low-key: "He didn't say anything. He didn't talk to me at all. How can I ask?"

Very poor.The person you are thinking about is right in front of you, so close that you can touch it with your hand, yet you don't even say a word.Cheng Xirong put himself in his shoes and thought, if it was him, even if he pushed Fu Zhou, he couldn't stand him ignoring him.

What's more, Xia Lanlan also has a gender advantage.If he wanted to mess with Fu Zhou, he might even get beaten.But Fu Zhou can deal with a woman, or an acquaintance from his past?

If they're not a relationship, though, it's more subtle.

Cheng Xirong thought for a while and said, "I don't know which aspect you want to ask. As you mentioned before, he is still accepting short films and is too busy."

Xia Lanlan's expression darkened.This means that she does not support Fu Zhou's act of accepting the short film.On a deep level, is it a bit regretful?She also felt that Fu Zhou's talent shouldn't be wasted like this?

In other words, Fu Zhou had to accept these short films.This is hidden.The problem came back again, the root cause was not identified, and everything went in circles.

Cheng Xirong: "Do you have any questions?"

"What do you mean by private message me on Weibo?"

Finally waited for this.

"Nothing. Just asking casually."

Xia Lanlan seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and even pinched his voice, breathing very slowly and lightly: "Did someone tell you something?"

"I thought you figured it out already."

Xia Lanlan shook her head: "It shouldn't be! Brother Fu won't mention it, others...are you cheating on me?"

Cheng Xirong's heart rose to his throat following the word "other people", and he was beaten back by another questioning, and he fell so hard that he couldn't get up for a long time.Cheng Xirong was calm on the surface, and even smiled slightly: "What do you think?"

Xia Lanlan looked at Cheng Xirong suspiciously.This girl has a neurotic attribute, as if she is always switching between being set on fire and about to be set on fire.She is very excitable, and she has to scream in three sentences.Emotions are also unstable, beyond the control of reason.

It's not clear, she is also taking medicine to adjust.

Cheng Xirong made her stare a little annoyed, and wasting time on useless gossip made people even more anxious.When Cheng Xirong was under pressure, he habitually ran the train, and opened his mouth to say: "I met his tattoo artist by chance. I heard him mention some, just a part."

Xia Lanlan exclaimed: "Sai Ba?"

What?What two words did she just say?What eight?As a name, isn't it a bit too strange?

Cheng Xirong was afraid that she would cheat him in turn, and that she might reveal her truth, so he had no choice but to hold on to his inscrutable mind and think quickly.

"Tattoo artists say scars are the hardest thing to get tattooed on."

Xia Lanlan anxiously asked: "Sai Ba is still here now? No way, isn't it that he has gone abroad?"

Cheng Xirong shrugged: "I don't know. I just met here."

Xia Lanlan asked cautiously: "What else did he tell you?"

"Some..." Cheng Xirong took a deep breath, followed by Xia Lanlan, and then let out, "The past."

There are too many past events, Fu Zhou's tattoo is that of a man with a strange name.But that person has gone abroad, so it is not easy to find.Cheng Xirong spent more than an hour playing Tai Chi with Xia Lanlan. He didn't tell the truth, but he wanted to hear the truth from her.

When the crew started working, Su Minglin came to call Cheng Xirong, but Xia Lanlan still had no intention of leaving.Su Minglin originally wanted to tease a few words, but thinking of his own food expenses, he forcibly endured it.However, observation has always been his strengths.Seeing Cheng Xirong's expression, Su Minglin knew that his patience had long been exhausted, but he had to deal with this woman as a last resort.

Su Minglin cleverly changed the questions into instructions and asked Cheng Xirong to prepare.No matter how careless Xia Lalan is, she also understands that if she stays any longer, it will affect other people's work progress.Seeing Cheng Xirong stand up and pat his pants, she turned around without saying a word, and called out to stop him.

Cheng Xirong turned around: "What else?"

Xia Lanlan squeezed her fingers: "Can you give me a contact method? Other than Weibo, it's too difficult to find someone on Weibo!"

Cheng Xirong laughed: "Are you still planning to find me?"

Xia lazily stammered, the aura belonging to "female" was strong and obvious.Cheng Xirong was still researching "how to be a good woman" some time ago, and suddenly saw a living example, and felt strange in his heart-how could this kind of behavioral expression that can be directly used as a template, not seen before?

I didn't see it in Chengzi and Nana, nor in Wang Jingxian and Meng Qingna.But the person in front of him has that kind of temperament, looks pure and beautiful.

Orange, aren't they women?

Cheng Xirong was a little confused, and said vaguely with a lack of interest: "Let's talk about it. Fu Zhou's life is like that now. I can finish talking in three sentences. I told you for an hour."

Su Minglin's jaw almost fell to the ground, and his squinted eyes turned into round eyes: "You three..."

Cheng Xirong: "Shut up!"

Xia Lanlan didn't understand what the little fat man meant, but just chased after Cheng Xirong and continued: "I just thought... what's wrong with him, it would be nice if I could help! It's better than him alone ...you know what I mean!"

Cheng Xirong waved his hand and told Su Minglin to go out first.I fumbled outside my trouser pocket, only to find that I hadn't smoked for a long time.He asked back: "You are the one who told me to stay away from him!"

"That's my mistake. Brother Fu needs someone to help him. Please."

98

In the end, I didn't figure out how much.When Cheng Xirong changed clothes and put on makeup, he pondered Xia Lanlan's words and tried to extract key information points from them.

First of all, Fu Zhou is indeed alone now—not that he is single or living alone, but that he is alone now.no relatives.As for friends, I usually see him eating and playing basketball with Su Minglin, and dealing with people like Wang Jingxian.But if you think about it carefully, these are all relationships established in the past two years.

He has no friends from the past.Only Xia Lanlan was the one he was still rejecting.This is too deliberate, it's like deliberately cutting off the past, burying the former self completely, and not even returning to the past.