Han Zhun, who was sitting in the minivan, was particularly silent tonight. The first thing www.biquge.info noticed that he was a little wrong was Xie Yiyi, and Han Zhun should be happy after the tour was over, but there was no smile on his face, and he refused to participate in the celebration banquet organized by the dance company.

"Han Zhun, what's wrong with you? Is it because of those two people just now? Who are they? Xie Yiyi asked with concern.

"Fans." Han Joon's response was extremely succinct.

Xie Yiyi saw that he was not in a state, and closed his mouth in amusement. Han Zhun was grateful, gossip is human nature, but Xie Yiyi is always very measured, and she never asks more when she shouldn't ask. Han Zhun opened his phone upset and saw many Weibo private messages from the beautiful girl Weiwei. The latest one, which was sent only a few minutes ago, is particularly long. She writes:

"I'm sorry tonight. I never wanted to besiege you and disturb your life, I just wanted to see you up close. The male god is a prince in my heart, and every performance is perfect, and today I am also worried that your physical condition is not good, and I don't mean to find fault with your performance. Once again, I apologize for not being able to help myself. ”

Han Zhun looked at the last sentence, "I can't help but apologize for my affection", and he was deeply touched. He suddenly realized: "It turned out to be her!" ”

Xie Yiyi on the side thought that Han Zhun was talking to him, and he was a little confused: "What? ”

"That girl just now..."Han Zhun suddenly remembered, "She is the fan who sends me private messages every day." ”

"I see." Xie Yiyi nodded, and added: "Han Zhun, now you are going to develop in the entertainment industry, fans are your resources." You have to grasp it well, this is very important. It can't be too close, and it can't be too distant. ”

Han Zhun had never thought about this, and he didn't know how to respond for a while.

"That's it," Xie Yiyi said again, "In a few days, at the launch conference of "Three Days and Two Nights", I will send her two fan tickets, and I will be responsible for contacting her, okay?" ”

Han Zhun said "yes" obediently, and once again felt ashamed of Xie Yiyi's thoughtfulness in his heart.

He looked at the private messages on the mobile phone screen, Zhao Shuangwei was excited from early in the morning, arrived early in the afternoon, and waited for him at the side door for so long... Han Zhun was a little apologetic in his heart, and after thinking about it, he still replied to Zhao Shuangwei's private message.

The day Han Zhun said "Thank you, good night" to Zhao Shuangwei, this was the first intersection point between them; Zhao Shuangwei waited outside the theater for Han Zhun to see him, which was the second intersection point between them; Then just now, Han Zhun replied to Zhao Shuangwei's private message again, which was their third intersection point before.

Everyone didn't notice that the trajectories of their respective lives, because they met each other, began to quietly change.

Zhao Shuangwei, who came home so late for the first time, noticed that the situation was not good as soon as she entered the house. Zhao's father and Zhao's mother, who had already slept at this time, were sitting on the sofa in the brightly lit living room at home at the moment, and they were still wearing the clothes they wore when they came home from work, with a serious face.

"Weiwei, what time are you doing for yourself?" Father Zhao pretended to ask calmly, not angry and arrogant between his eyes. Zhao Shuangwei didn't dare to look at him.

"Weiwei, Mom and Dad are usually very lenient with you, but this doesn't mean that there are no rules in our family." Dad Zhao began to raise his voice, and it seemed that he was really angry. Zhao's mother was silent on the side, and she didn't mean to protect Zhao Shuangwei at all.

Zhao Shuangwei looked at her parents who blamed her, they were stern and angry, and no one cared what kind of night she had experienced. They only see the results, they don't care about what they go through. Zhao Shuangwei thought of Han Zhun again, he had waited for him for so long, but he responded indifferently with two words and left in a hurry, unwilling to talk to her more. If Han Zhun is a high-flying male god, this is understandable, then Yang Sang, who keeps saying that he loves him, is really unacceptable. Not only did he release her pigeons, but he also never replied to her messages, and told her to wait until the last minute to tell her that she had only waited for nothing.

For Zhao Shuangwei, today was unlucky, all the bad things happened together. She couldn't hold back her grievances anymore, and her tears fell desperately. Zhao's father and Zhao's mother saw it, and their tone softened, and their anger immediately disappeared by half. Mother Zhao asked distressedly: "Weiwei, what's wrong tonight?" ”

It's okay to be inconvenient, as soon as she heard her mother's gentle concern, Zhao Shuangwei's grievances were immediately magnified tenfold, her crying became louder and louder, her nose twitched and twitched, and she couldn't say a complete sentence.

Zhao's father handed her a tissue, Zhao Shuangwei took it, wiped her tears and snot, and was not embarrassed. I cried like this for a while, and when Zhao Shuangwei gradually stopped, Zhao's father said, "Go to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow to go to school." Zhao Shuang choked slightly and nodded. Zhao's father added: "Don't go home so late in the future." Then he sighed and went back to his room.

Zhao Shuangwei, who was crying a lot, vented a lot of dissatisfaction in her heart, and she lay on her bed a little tired. Zhao Shuangwei pulled out her mobile phone, and the message showed that she had received a new Weibo private message. Be... Is it Han Joon?! Zhao Shuangwei clicked on the unread message in disbelief, and Han Zhun's reply was: The left leg was injured before, and it has now healed. I rushed back to the dance troupe tonight, and I was pressed for time and couldn't thank me in person. Thank you and your friends for your concern, please pass it on your behalf.

Zhao Shuang took a screenshot and sent it to Li Zhijun. She looked at the private message from Han Zhun and remembered his tired face when he left the theater, so she didn't feel distressed. The male god is still the perfect male god, confirming this, Zhao Shuang's heart relaxed, and the day that was about to suffocate her finally appeared a little sweet.

Maybe it was too late, Li Zhijun didn't reply. Zhao Shuangwei didn't care, she read Han Zhun's private messages over and over again, and after saying good night to Han Zhun as usual, she fell asleep sweetly with red circles under her eyes.

When she woke up the next day, Zhao Shuangwei found that her eyes were swollen, and the originally good-looking fan-shaped double eyelids were gone, turning into a thick and large single eyelid, and her eyes looked smaller. Zhao Shuangwei tried many ways but couldn't reduce the swelling quickly, she didn't even bother to comb her hair, and went out extremely reluctantly.

Yang Sang was waiting for him at the station as usual. One is that she is still angry in her heart because of yesterday's incident, and the other is that Zhao Shuangwei didn't want others to see her eyes, so she walked straight over, as if she didn't see Yang Sang.

"Xiaowei..."Yang Sang hurriedly followed, but Zhao Shuangwei ignored it completely. Her eyelids were so swollen that she had to keep looking at the ground to save some effort in lifting her eyelids.

Yang Sang coaxed a few words, and when he saw that there was nothing to be done, he silently followed Zhao Shuangwei, wanting to wait for her to be angry.

Zhao Shuangwei was slightly upset about the single eyelid, and she didn't bother to pay attention to Yang Sang, and the two of them didn't say anything all the way back to school.