Bells

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Lin Qingxia, who had just returned to the room after the dinner and finished washing, asked while wiping her wet hair.

"It's me." Qiao Feng's voice sounded outside the door.

"Oh, Ah Feng." Hearing that it was someone else, Lin Qingxia didn't change her clothes, so she wrapped a bath towel and put on a robe and pajamas and went to open the door: "Is there something wrong with this late hour?"

"Isn't this the end of the movie, I'm here to celebrate with you." Qiao Feng said and shook the bottle of red wine he was carrying in front of Lin Qingxia's eyes.

"Didn't you just celebrate at a dinner party?" Lin Qingxia said funny after letting Qiao Feng close the door.

"That's different, that's the whole crew, what I want is to celebrate with you alone." Qiao Feng stared at Lin Qingxia with burning eyes.

"It's not the same." Lin Qingxia whispered with an evasive look.

That being said, she had already turned around and pulled out two cups from the glass case.

"We'll go back to Hong Kong tomorrow, do you have any plans for the future?" Qiao Feng asked while pouring wine.

"What are you going to do? If you go back, you have to run to publicize and be interviewed, and then you will join the group to shoot if you take on a new play." Lin Qingxia shrugged and said.

This is the daily life of an artist, after filming a new film, she will either promote the new film, or act in a new play, and there is nothing else, especially for a big star like her.

"Don't you have your own business to do?" Qiao Feng was speechless.

"Your own business?" Lin Qingxia was stunned, thought about it sideways and said: "If you don't arrange too much work, I want to go to the United States if I have time, you let people take so many images of my sister's family and Dunhuang and Jinling, I want to show them to my parents."

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you." Qiao Feng's eyes lit up and he said.

"Look at my parents, what are you going to do?" Lin Qingxia gave him an angry look.

"I'm going to ask my uncles and aunts, ask them how they gave birth to such a beautiful daughter, and try to have such a beautiful daughter after studying." Qiao Feng said with a smile.

"That's because my parents are genetically good and inherited." For Qiao Feng to say that he was beautiful, Lin Qingxia was very useful, and she was rarely arrogant.

"It turns out to be genetic, then it seems that if you want to give birth to a beautiful daughter, you must have a beautiful mother first.Sister Qingxia might as well give birth to one, you are so beautiful, I am so handsome, the daughter must be more beautiful." Qiao Feng said very shamelessly and narcissistically.

"Ah Feng, you've drunk too much, and you've started to talk drunk." Lin Qingxia said with some panic.

"People are drunk if they don't get drunk, people are drunk if they don't get charming, I was drunk from the moment I saw you on the plane, and I never woke up again." Qiao Feng's voice was low, like muttering.

"Ah Feng, you're really drunk." Lin Qingxia's eyes drooped and whispered.

"Just when I'm drunk, all I say is drunk.Sister Qingxia, I like you, do you like me?" Qiao Feng asked hoarsely.

Like, dislike?

Silently asked himself in his heart, the scenes of getting along with Qiao Feng in his mind passed frame by frame, and the plane met like fate, and the two were entangled together from then on.

After he quarreled with his fiancé, when he looked out the window alone and had the urge to jump down, he carried a large bag and a small bag, took his favorite sugarcane, cooked for himself himself, accompanied himself to celebrate his birthday, accompanied himself to talk about childhood, trivial matters, and his parents' hometown.

It was he who took time out of his busy schedule to invite himself to watch a movie, and it was he who stayed in the crew to help him deal with those fly-like reporters after he dissolved his marriage.

It was he who asked someone to ask someone to find his sister without knowing how much he owed, how much money he spent, and he tried his best to let himself go to the mainland, surprise himself, and let himself meet his sister.

It's him.

It's him.

The few touches that he had when he stepped into this circle were almost all given by him.

So do I like him?

"Like." Lin Qingxia glanced up at Qiao Feng with her eyes, and the words she said were so small that she might not be able to hear them.

But through the mouth shape Qiao Feng understood.

Qiao Feng, who was ecstatic in his heart, asked with a hot iron: "I love you, do you love me?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Lin Qingxia's eyes, love, to be honest, she really doesn't know, for so many years, she has never figured out this question, love, what is it?

Starting from Qin Khan, when she was seventeen years old and Qin Khan was twenty-five, she was a middle school student who had just stepped into the film industry, but Qin Khan was already a big star.

Because she has collaborated on several dramas, there began to be scandals in the media about her and Qin Khan's love, saying that she likes Qin Khan and that Qin Khan likes her.

She also began to wonder in her heart, did she like Qin Khan?

Just like all ignorant boys and girls, being coaxed to match each other will begin to feel that they should like each other.

So they didn't know what they liked, and they really thought that they should be a couple with each other.

Then there was another Qin Xianglin, and the media said that they were in a love triangle, but she knew that it was not, because she hadn't figured out whether she liked Qin Khan or not.

For many years, she didn't figure it out until she left the United States because she couldn't bear it, and then Qin Shenlin chased her to the United States.

Qin Xianglin treats her very well, the most important thing is to win her mother's favor, she is not young, she is in her twenties, what her mother wants most is not to be a star, but to get married and have children early.

Mother kept talking all day long, and kept saying that she also felt that she was old and that it was time to have a home, so she got engaged.

After getting engaged, she returned to Hong Kong, and in the days she spent with her fiancé Qin Shenlin, she still didn't figure out what she liked?

Because she didn't know, she and her fiancé Qin Xianglin each had their own place to live, and they were unmarried couples facing the media outside.

Until I met Qiao Feng.

When Qiao Feng personally cooked for her birthday, her heart really beat for a man.

Her heart began to beat for him, her face began to blush for him, and her world began to willingly live in him.

She was sure that she understood what liking was, but was liking love?

"I don't know." Lin Qingxia was confused and muttered dreamily.

Qiao Feng knew that Lin Qingxia was a very passive person emotionally, and when he heard Lin Qingxia say that he didn't know, he knew that he should be more proactive and force her to the point where there was no way back and no way to escape, and everything fell into place.

"Love is not spoken, not thought, but done."

Qiao Feng gently leaned against Lin Qingxia against the wall, leaning his head in her ear, and the warm breath was hot on the crystal white earlobe, fainting a touch of crimson.

"Is love to be done?" Lin Qingxia groaned.

"Yes, it's to be done." Qiao Feng said.

..........

"Hmm, it hurts."