It was so noisy here that the man couldn't hear Song Wenmo's voice at all.

Maybe she shouted loudly, and everyone next to her turned to look at her, but the man didn't look back. Song Wenmo continued to chase, but accidentally fell.

She immediately stood up, took off her high heels, and ran towards him barefoot, shouting as she ran: "Ahead, please give way." Zhou Zirui, who hurriedly signed autographs for fans, couldn't help but look more, he took off his sunglasses and looked at Song Wenmo, "What kind of fairy operation is this?"

Finally, let Song Wenmo catch up with him, Song Wenmo reached out in front of him, put the suitcase aside, one hand on his waist, panting, and the other pointed to the man's face, and said, "Hey, I took the wrong suitcase, I see that we are the same, I want to ask you ......."

Before he finished speaking, he threw the box to Song Wenmo. The man just glanced down at the suitcases, which were very similar.

At first, the man put the suitcase in front of him, compared it carefully, he looked at the suitcase carefully, and although he didn't open it, he saw in the suitcase something that only women wear.

His face was slightly red, fortunately there were sunglasses in the way, after he threw the suitcase to Song Wenmo, he pulled the other suitcase in Song Wenmo's hand, and left without saying a word, probably feeling a little embarrassed.

Song Wenmo was still holding his pair of high heels in his hands, panting, but this was good, he finally caught up with this man, he threw the box directly to her, and left, without saying a word, Song Wenmo angrily glanced at the back of the man leaving, "That's it, it's over, don't you apologize? Is this suitcase mine? Why did he just throw it to me and leave." ”

Because he was wearing sunglasses, Song Wenmo didn't see the man's true expression clearly, he only knew that he didn't say a word, and took the suitcase in his hand.

Song Wenmo lifted the suitcase that the man left here, patted it and said, "However, this is indeed the weight of my suitcase." ”

She walked away with her suitcase for a while, and suddenly remembered that she forgot to ask him for her WeChat ID, hey, she had lost a lot of property.

"It's just that the man is so familiar. Song Wenmo turned his head to look again, but the man walked too fast and disappeared early.

"Forget it, let's get out of the airport first, maybe we'll see you again later." Song Wenmo pulled his suitcase and left, after leaving the airport, the first thing he did was to find a house here!

She sneaked back to China, but she was not afraid that her family would come to China to arrest her, so she continued as always, swiping her bank card wantonly and buying a villa in Jinjia Homestead.

Song Wenmo has just returned to China, and she is still a little unaccustomed to it, after all, since that incident, her brother and parents have locked her up at home like a prisoner, and she has no personal freedom at all.

Song Wenmo had lived in the United States before, so there was no one he knew in China.

Fortunately, when she was studying in the United States, there were several Chinese classmates, and I heard that they are now in the city where she lives. Best of all, the city is convenient!

In the evening, she packed her belongings and moved into her new villa, she put all her clothes behind the closet, and stretched, "Unattended life is the happiest thing." ”

Song Wenmo turned on his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, why didn't you go as planned today. Zhou Zirui just came out of the shower, the bath towel wrapped around his lower body, he took the towel to wipe his hair, and sat on the sofa.

He looked at the man reading a book on the other single couch.

The man ignored him, so Zhou Zirui picked up the pillow and threw it at him. "Yu Qiubai, speak. ”

Yu Qiubai's hand caught the pillow and threw it aside, "What's the matter, it's itchy skin?"

"No, no, no. Zhou Zirui swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Yu Qiubai glanced at Zhou Zirui coldly, and Zhou Zirui directly covered his face with his hand and said, "I'm a big star, and my face is very expensive." Also, you can't hit someone in the face. ”

"I'm just kind enough to take you in for a while, and besides, I'm also a working person, so I don't have time to always be a stand-in for you to attract fans. Yu Qiubai turned a page of the book in his hand.

Zhou Zirui slowly moved to Yu Qiubai's side, looked at Yu Qiubai's face, couldn't help it, stretched out his hand and poked his face.

I really don't know, how did God descend such a man, this face, this figure, not a star, it's a pity.

"I don't want to stay at your house all the time, you also know that the address of my house has long been exposed by those paparazzi, and a group of people block my door every day. Zhou Zirui said with an aggrieved face.

"You can go to court and sue them. ”

When Zhou Zirui heard it, this is indeed a good way, but in this way, he will definitely be deducted the title of a fan artist, he covered his head, "It's too difficult for me." ”

Zhou Zirui thought about it for a long time, and felt that it was better to live in Yu Qiubai's house, this Jinjia Paradise is notoriously good for security, and it will not let outsiders enter at will.

He walked behind Yu Qiubai and hammered him on the shoulder, he had to coax the man in front of him, in case he was unhappy and kicked him out one day, he would become the only homeless popular idol in history.

Although Zhou Zirui is a popular star, he has only just debuted for two years, Yu Qiubai has said many times that he will let Zhou Zirui buy a house here, but Zhou Zirui said that he has no money to buy a house here, so he can only buy a house in the nearby community.

Zhou Zirui still listens to Yu Qiubai's dialect very much, and soon after, he bought a house in another community, but he accidentally experienced that turmoil, and he couldn't go back to his home, so he had to rely on Yu Qiubai's home.

Anyway, he is in Qiubai's house, and he has already tried, and he is so thick-skinned that he can't measure it with a ruler.

"Hey, old Yu, have you lived alone in this world for thousands of years, are you lonely?" Zhou Zirui pressed Yu Qiubai on his shoulder, and suddenly spoke.

Yu Qiubai suddenly closed the book and got up, probably going back to the room. He took a few steps forward, stopped, turned his back to Zhou Zirui and said, "I'm used to being lonely, so I don't know what loneliness is." ”

Yu Qiubai took the book back to the room, he put the book on the bookshelf in the room, and saw the black suitcase on the side without paying attention.