The afterglow of the setting sun shone obliquely, turning the streets in a dusky hue. Pedestrians www.biquge.info the Pavilion shuttle through it, occasionally casting their eyes to one place, with curiosity and inquiry in their eyes.

In front of the cake shop with the door closed, several reporters stationed in the store talked in low voices from time to time, and at the same time did not forget to look around, for fear of missing a clue.

Next to the big tree across the road, Song Weize frowned, looking at the situation of those reporters staring at people urgently, the worry in his eyes deepened a little, and then turned his eyes to the closed window on the second floor of the cake shop.

With his eyebrows on his face, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, and after the other end answered, he couldn't wait to ask, "Xiaorou, are you okay?" I saw that there were reporters guarding the front of the store, and I was worried about you. ”

"Brother Song, we are in Ziqian's apartment now, you don't have to worry, everything is fine."

Bei Xiaorou's reply on the phone made him slightly stunned, and then a trace of astringency appeared in his eyes, a self-deprecating smile rose at the corner of his lips, and he said in a low voice: "Tell me the address, I want to go and see you, okay?" ”

After getting the address, he hung up the phone and stood there with his eyes down, the leaves above his head swaying gently in the evening breeze, making a low rustling sound, and after a moment he raised his eyes and walked towards the car parked on the side of the road.

He didn't notice it all the time, and not far behind him stood a man with a handy bag and glasses, who could hear all his calls word for word, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

Seeing him leave, he immediately walked quickly to the cake shop opposite, and after briefly explaining something to a reporter from the same magazine at the door, he hurriedly got into the van parked on the side, and drove away after Song Weize's car.

At the entrance of Yushi Jingyuan, the security guard strictly checked the identity of every vehicle entering and leaving, Song Weize called Bei Xiaorou, and after her own confirmation, she was able to drive the car in.

And then the man with glasses who was blocked at the door reluctantly drove the car to the side of the road and stopped, and when he was worried about how to get in, he suddenly saw the delivery truck of the department store, and his eyes lit up for a moment.

The car passed through the quiet boulevard, and finally stopped in front of the floor where Pei Xiaorou lived, he opened the door and got out of the car, and saw the woman coming out of it.

Bei Xiaorou was dressed in a white dress, looking at him with a light smile, and slowly approached him in the dim sun. Song Weize had a trace of tenderness in his eyes, and he was reluctant to look away from her.

Seeing that her face was ruddy, her eyebrows and eyes were combed, and she swept away yesterday's helplessness, her frowning eyebrows finally loosened, and the worry in her eyes was quietly put down.

His gaze slid down, and he inadvertently saw a dark red kiss mark on the left side of her neck, his pupils shrank, and after a moment of stunned, the hands hanging beside him were lightly clenched into fists, and the bottom of his eyes was a dull bitterness.

Without noticing that something was wrong with him at all, Bei Xiaorou smiled lightly: "Brother Song, let's go up." ”

Song Weize had an incomprehensible glimmer in his eyes, and after staring at her fixedly for a long time, his clenched hands suddenly let go, and he shook his head lightly, "No, I still have an appointment at night." I was relieved to see that you were in good spirits. ”

"Brother Song, I'm sorry for worrying you!" Seeing that he came over on purpose to confirm his safety, Pei Xiaorou felt a little warm and a little sorry at the same time.

Pursing his lips, Song Weize looked at her with lowered eyes, a blazing light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly reached out and hugged her into his arms. His sudden movement startled Bei Xiaorou, and she was about to break free subconsciously, but the next moment she paused because of his words, "I'm your eldest brother, don't always be so polite." ”

After being slightly stunned, her heart was relieved, and she no longer rejected his hug, but just nodded lightly and hummed. Unaware of it, the face of the man who hugged her was full of heavy loss and bitterness, and the eyes that had always had a gentle smile were dim at this time.

Hiding all his emotions in his eyes, Song Weize let go of her, reached out and rubbed her head gently, the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Okay, you go back, I should leave too." ”

Nodding, Bei Xiaorou turned around and walked into the building, until she could no longer see her figure, Song Weize slowly put away the smile on his face, the gloom in his eyes was finally released, his face was slightly bitter, and he walked back to his car with heavy steps.

The sunset on the horizon is getting heavier and heavier, the evening breeze is blowing, the leaves beside the road are soft, and on the beautiful and quiet road, the white car is silent for a long time before slowly moving away.

The bespectacled man, who had been hiding next to the adjacent building and disguised as a delivery man, walked out slowly, looked down at the camera that was recording quite a lot, and the corners of his lips curled with pleasure.

The afterglow of the gossip magazine the day before had not faded, and the next day it was exposed again. On the cover, the photos of Pei Xiaorou and Song Weize embracing each other intimately, as well as the photos of her and Zhuo Yuanhang holding hands in the shopping mall, were compared together, with the dazzling text "Zhuo Sangongzi was split", creating a gimmick, and Bei Xiaorou instantly became the object of discussion and accusation by people who did not know the truth.

As another actor, Song Weize received inquiring glances from colleagues from time to time in the hospital, full of puzzlement, and finally got an answer from the mouth of the nurse in the inpatient department. After seeing the report on Pei Xiaorou's slander in the magazine, he was stunned and angry, and at the same time had a hint of guilt.

He pursed his lips, avoided the gossip of his colleagues, and walked to a quiet staircase, ready to call Bei Xiaorou.

The warm afternoon sun poured down from the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, Bei Xiaorou shrunk her legs and nested on the recliner by the window, her body bathed in the sun, but she didn't feel warm at all, only felt a burst of coldness on her body.

With her mobile phone in her ear, she listened to Yang An'an indignantly and informed her of today's gossip magazine report, and replied indifferently. After hanging up the phone, she lowered her eyes and stared at her toes, which were almost transparent to the sun, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

There was silence in the wide living room, time seemed to stand still, and then, the phone rang again, Bei Xiaorou, who had always been silent, gently trembled her long eyelashes, raised her hand and looked at the caller ID, she suddenly woke up, her eyes were apologetic, and she pressed the answer button.

At the other end, Song Weize's guilty and worried voice immediately sounded, "Xiaorou, you, are you okay?" ”

Listening to the tone, he already knew the report in the magazine, but he didn't expect his own affairs to involve him, she felt guilty, "Brother Song, I'm sorry for the magazine, I'm sorry for causing you!" ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then the man's low voice came, "Fool, yes, it's wrong." Things are getting trickier, and you must not go out lately. ”

She hummed softly, and Song Weize immediately ended the call after repeating the instructions.

Pei Xiaorou looked sideways at the clear sky outside the window, sighed softly, and felt a little dull in her heart.

I don't know what that man will think after seeing this scandal.