If you don’t act well, you will go home and have a baby [Rebirth]

A meal was eaten to everyone's satisfaction.At any rate, we have worked together for four or five months. No matter how unfamiliar people get along with each other for so many days, even if they each have other thoughts in their hearts, at this time of separation, the burst of emotion is not fake. .

Pushing cups and changing cups, toasting and staggering.By the end of the show, Xiang Wei was already drunk, hanging on the assistant director who was also drunk, patting his chest proudly and still asking for a drink.

The others were not much better either, they all got drunk and yelled and booed along with Xiang Wei, patting the table and yelling to continue drinking.

Song Qinghan put down his glass when he felt a little dizzy in his head. Looking at the drunken people at this table, he felt a rare headache.He took out his mobile phone to contact Chen An, and then called Chu Ming again.

Chu Ming got through the phone soon.Song Qinghan stood up, left the room and went to the bathroom.

He turned on the faucet of the washstand and washed his face with cold water, then leaned against the wall and gave Chu Ming a low voice.

As soon as Chu Ming heard his voice, he knew that he was not in the right state. While holding the mobile phone and asking him where he was in a low voice, he picked up his coat and walked out.

Song Qinghan patted his face, and told Chu Ming the address of the restaurant where they had dinner in a vague voice.

Chu Ming went directly down from the elevator to the parking lot, took out the key and opened the car door: "Wait for me there, I'll be there soon."

"En." Song Qinghan responded in a low voice, his voice was not as clear as usual, but it was a little more tender.

Chu Ming took a deep breath, said a few words to him softly, then hung up the phone and drove out of the car.

Song Qinghan put down his cell phone, leaned against the wall and raised his hand to cover his eyes for a while. He washed his hands when he seemed to be clearer, and planned to go back to the room.

After he walked out of the bathroom a few steps, a shadow on the ground moved, and a figure who seemed to have been waiting for a long time came out from the side: "Qing Han."

Song Qinghan slowly raised his eyes, and the hazy outline in front of his eyes slowly materialized into a tall figure.

He slowly showed an alienated and polite smile that was no different from usual: "Brother Wei."

Wei Ning looked down at him, his usual kind smile was no longer on his face, but the silence was rather astonishing.

"Can I...can I have a few words with you alone?" Wei Ning looked at the few bodyguards who were staring at us not far away, and asked in a low voice.

Song Qinghan shook his heavy head, and glanced at Wei Ning lightly: "Brother Wei, if you have anything to say, you can say it directly."

Wei Ning took a deep breath, and took a few steps towards Song Qinghan's direction: "Qinghan, I just want to say a few words to you."

Song Qinghan frowned slightly, and walked a few steps towards the bathroom: "Let's talk here."

The restrooms of this restaurant are just at the corner at the end of the corridor. The place where Song Qinghan and Wei Ning stand just happens to avoid other people's eyes, but it will not be completely isolated from the outside world.

Wei Ning knew that this was probably Song Qinghan's final bottom line.

This also shows... Song Qinghan should know it in his heart.

Knowing that he has unspeakable thoughts about him.

Wei Ning put his hands in his pockets, gently twisted the silky handkerchief with his fingers, and then held the ring inside in his hands: "Qinghan...you, are you with Mr. Chu?"

Song Qinghan's wine seems to be completely awake at this moment.He glanced at Wei Ning sharply, and then slowly returned to calm: "Brother Wei, you're drunk."

Wei Ning, however, didn't seem to understand what he meant, and stubbornly stood there and shook his head: "No, I'm not drunk."

Song Qinghan looked at him quietly.

Facing his calm, almost indifferent gaze, Wei Ning's beating heart seemed to feel the ice-like coldness, and gradually calmed down.

He took a deep breath, and approached Song Qinghan a few steps based on his previous drinking intentions, and then took out the ring wrapped in silk handkerchief that he had taken from the staff before: "You should also like Song Qinghan." A man? If you're not with him, can you think about me?"

Song Qinghan: "..."

He didn't expect it to turn out like this.

but……

Song Qinghan shook his head firmly: "I'm sorry."

His voice was very soft, even a little floaty and limp because of drunkenness, but the irrefutable meaning in his tone was vividly displayed.

Wei Ning's face darkened in an instant, the hand holding the ring was tightly clenched, and the fingertips turned white.

"Why?" Wei Ning seemed to be asking Song Qinghan, but also to himself, "If there is something wrong with me, I'll change it..."

"No, Brother Wei, you are fine." Song Qinghan smiled slightly, "It's just that I don't like you."

Calm and direct without leaving a chance.

Wei Ning's eyes darkened.He helped his forehead, then put the ring in his hand back into his pocket, with a forced and kind smile on his face: "I'm sorry, I drank too much just now and said some incomprehensible words, I hope Qinghan Please do not mind that."

"I don't mind." Song Qinghan returned him with a polite smile.

Wei Ning nodded, turned around and left with some staggering steps.

The sound of pattering footsteps paused at the corner, and then moved away quickly.

Song Qinghan raised his eyes to look around the corner, and then slowly revealed a soft smile.

Chu Ming walked over from the light and shadow, as if carrying a bright light, making him handsome and awe-inspiring.

He stared closely at the young man standing by the wall like a falcon, who seemed to be shining even in the dark, and his eyes gradually softened.

He walked over quickly, reached out and touched Song Qinghan's fingertips that were soaked in cold water, then looked at his flushed cheeks, and frowned: "Have you been drinking?"

Song Qinghan clenched his hand tightly: "It's just a few drinks, it's fine."

Chu Ming held his face in one hand and looked at it. Seeing the mist in his eyes and the little confused eyes, he couldn't help laughing angrily.

You're already so drunk, how dare you say that it's just a few drinks and it's okay? !

Indistinct noises came from outside, shutting Chu Ming's lesson to his lips.He looked at Song Qinghan, who seemed sober but was actually a drunk cat, sighed softly, stretched out his hand and half embraced him in his arms, and then, under the protection of the bodyguards, quietly left.

In the box, Xiang Wei was still drunk, and the assistant directors and artists followed suit.Wei Tran sat quietly in his seat, looked at the unremarkable empty seat, thought of the person he met in the corridor, lowered his head, knocked open a bottle of liquor that was in good condition, and took a sip from the bottle down.

Chu Ming helped the drunk into the car, fastened his seat belt carefully, then kissed him lightly on the lips, smelling a faint smell of alcohol.

Song Qinghan sat in the co-pilot, accepting his service calmly.When Chu Ming leaned over to kiss him, he was still in the mood to stick out his tongue and lick Chu Ming's lips, and then retracted as if he disliked the lack of taste on his lips, rolling himself into a ball.

Chu Ming reached out and rubbed his head, then started the car, and started on the way home at a smooth speed.

The traffic flow in the evening has gradually decreased, and by the time their car returned home, Song Qinghan had already leaned back in the chair, with his eyes tightly closed, sleeping soundly.

Chu Ming drove the car to the parking space, then opened the door and got out of the car, walked around to the other side, carefully unfastened the seat belt on Song Qinghan's body, and lifted the young man out with his arms.

In fact, Song Qinghan didn't sleep very soundly. As soon as Chu Ming picked him up, he had already reacted. He opened his eyes and put his hand on Chu Ming's shoulder, lazily rubbing against him.

Chu Ming also followed him. After closing the car door, he led him into the house.

The warm yellow light suddenly came on, Chu Ming put Song Qinghan on the sofa, looked at his somewhat dry lips, stood up and planned to pour him a glass of water to moisturize.

However, the drunk cat didn't appreciate it at all. Seeing him standing up, he pulled his sleeves with his eyes open. His eyes were foggy, and he didn't speak. He just looked at him quietly and stared at him. I lost my temper.

"Isn't your mouth thirsty?" Chu Ming half-bent down and kissed the top of his head helplessly.

Hearing this, Song Qinghan stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, then blinked his eyes, quickly put a hand on Chu Ming's shoulder and neck, and then pressed his head down.

The soft lips were a little dry, and the tip of the warm tongue had a faint taste of wine, trying to pry his lips and teeth open without any skill.

Looks like he's really drunk.

Chu Ming listened to him earnestly refute the actor's words, and thought that although he was drunk, he was still sober at least, but judging by his current state, it seemed that he hadn't fully woke up from the drunkenness yet. .

While responding to the drunk cat's kiss, he held him up firmly and walked upstairs to the bathroom.

The sound of splashing water covered up some sounds.Chu Ming got up and wanted to go back to the room to get something, but his hands were tightly wrapped around his neck, unable to move away.

Song Qinghan frowned and looked at him with squinted eyes. Chu Ming kissed him on the forehead, raised his hand to brush away his wet hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "Good... I'll go get something."

Song Qinghan didn't reply, but with force, he pulled him back into the bathtub and turned over.

It doesn't make sense to reason with a drunk.

Chu Ming was so teased by him, but he was patient with his body, and all the muscles in his body tensed slightly.

However, the person who ignited the fire didn't seem to care, his face covered with water vapor was so beautiful, when he looked down at him, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he forcibly stared at President Chu in a daze.