Han Che was slightly stunned, looked down at the magazine in his hand, and sure enough, he took it down. He suddenly realized that all the anger in his heart was only because he cared. Thinking about it, the anger actually subsided little by little.

He put the magazine on his lap and looked up at the lights in the distance. Suddenly, I remembered the first time I saw Chu Qing.

She wears a white down jacket with a white fluff on the cap. When the fireworks burst into the sky, she raised her head and smiled like a flower.

She said, "Do you want to open a house?" ”

……

Since when did he dream of her every night?

It was the day she broke into his room and was pushed off the bath by him. Standing barefoot in front of him in his shirt and stirring up his primal desire? Or was it that night in the villa, her slightly drunk look was too beautiful in the moonlight? Or did she say that she liked him, set his photos as mobile phone wallpapers, bought him medicine, and stewed soup for him, filling the hollow that he had been lonely for so many years?

In dreams, he does not involuntarily suppress every longing, he swings in the center of the intoxicating bond. When he woke up, he had a faint longing and concern in his heart, which he had been ignoring.

The magazine slipped off his knees and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Han Che leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and his slender fingers lightly buckled on the armrest for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes. He picked up the magazine, walked to Han Qing's door and knocked on the door.

Han Qing opened the door and asked in surprise, "Did you decide to tell me?" ”

Han Che propped his hand on the door, leaned over and said, "I have good news for you. ”

Han Qing's gaze fell on his slender arm, her gaze swirling between his hand and his face. Shocked, he asked, "Where did you learn this frivolous action?" ”

Han Che curled the corners of his lips: "I just understood." ”

Han Qinghu looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What good news?" ”

Han Che withdrew his hand and hugged his chest with both hands, and said lightly, "You have apricot jam to eat." ”

Han Qing didn't understand for a while. Standing still.

Han Che said again: "I'll go to Nanhu once, and I won't go home in the next few days." ”

Han Qing asked strangely, "What are you doing in Nanhu?" ”

Han Che was silent for two seconds and said, "Scatter." ”

Han Qing was stunned for a moment. Nodding his head and saying, "Okay, I got it." ”

The crew is scheduled to gather at the company at six o'clock and set off at half past six.

At this time, the people had not yet arrived. Chu Qing and Qiao Shu sat in the lounge to rest. Chu Qing didn't sleep well last night, and his whole body was weakly crooked on the sofa.

The lounge is spacious and bright, with a long row of sofas behind a patchwork of bonsai. The lush leaves, for Chu Qing, who had insomnia last night and wrote a script for a night, and his eyes were painful, it was just right to relieve the fatigue of his vision.

The lounge is well equipped. Self-service drink machines are available. There is also a wide selection of drinks, including juice, coffee, cola, and lemonade.

Qiao Shu touched up her makeup in the mirror, and saw Chu Qing crooked in the sofa in the mirror, staring blankly at the pothos next to her, so she asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

Chu Qing's urn made an angry "um".

Qiao Shu put down the mirror and turned her face over. Look at her carefully: "You can't look good, you have to wipe some blush......"

Chu Qing shook his head, got up and poured a glass of lemonade, and walked to the window to look at the company gate below while drinking water. Four cars were parked at the door. One bus, two nanny cars, one or two small cars. Today is a very strong formation.

About ten minutes passed. received a call from the producer, and the two hurried downstairs.

The director waved his hand and urged: "Qingqing." Old Joe, hurry up and get in the car! ”

Chu Qing asked, "Which car are we in?" ”

The producer came over and pointed to the nearest one and said, "You and the director's car, just in time to discuss the script." ”

Chu Qing walked over with Qiao Shu. When I opened the car door, I found Han Che sitting inside. She almost wanted to retract and say let Qiao Shu go first. But she held back. took her to Meng Haoran's birthday party last night, and then left without saying hello. Sometimes she thinks he's too good to think of her as a friend, and sometimes she thinks they don't know each other at all. She sat down cautiously, smiled and said, "Morning ......"

Han Che nodded slightly and said, "...... early"

She sat down one point away from him, and Qiao Shu then sat next to her and greeted her warmly: "Boss morning......

Han Che nodded.

Then the car fell silent.

After sitting quietly for a while, the fragrance of the elegant trees on the tip of the nose wafted faintly, smelling good and refreshing. Chu Qing couldn't help but think, this man's taste is still very good! Compared with the rich Fifth Avenue fragrance on Qiao Shu's body, people just want to get closer to him.

She couldn't help but glance at him quietly, he seemed to be dressed very formally today, with a black shirt and tie, and suit pants. The temperament is noble and the aura is strong. He looked very pale and looked ahead. The light in the car was unknown. His chiseled face was handsome and charming in the backlight.

Chu Qing felt that somewhere in his heart was shocked again.

Soon, buses and nanny cars were the first to set off. When the director and others got into the car, Chu Qing found that there were actually eight people crowded into the six-seater car. The producer finally got into the car: "Squeeze in, it's closed." ”

Qiao Shu squeezed over, she was squeezed against Han Che's body all of a sudden, and she immediately gave Qiao Shu a resentful look: "Don't squeeze!" ”

Qiao Shu glanced at her arm that was almost attached to Han Che, the key is that Chu Qing is wearing a sleeveless shirt today. Seeing her arm clinging to Han Che's body, she threw over an ambiguous smile and replied with innocent eyes: "It's not the ...... I want to squeeze"

Chu Qing saw that Qiao Shu's other side was also tightly crowded with the fat producer, so it was difficult to say anything. She tried her best to shrink herself into a ball, feeling Han Che moving slightly because of the discomfort of being squeezed. She shrunk herself even smaller.

The producer closed the door, and the car drove out of the company's door.

BOSS is here, and the director and producer are naturally enthusiastic about it. However, because Han Che's attitude was lukewarm, several people chatted a few words and then shut up.

The boss is silent, and everyone is not afraid to say anything. The atmosphere in the car was quiet.

It's Golden Week, and it's still frighteningly hot. The air conditioner in the car was running very well, but there were so many people that it was crowded like canned sardines. The cramped carriage suddenly became stuffy and hot.

It's okay to shrink for a while, but after shrinking for a long time, Chu Qing only felt that the bones in his body hurt. She quietly moved her body and squeezed Qiao Shu again. Qiao Shu immediately glared at her and said with her mouth: "Don't squeeze it, squeeze it again and it will become a meatloaf!" ”

Chu Qinghan glanced at her helplessly.

Qiao Shu's eyes patrolled between her and Han Che fiercely, she was about to squeeze to death, she actually kept a distance from Han Che? She was very unhappy that she was wasting so much space, and suddenly squeezed hard. Chu Qing slammed into Han Che's body. (To be continued.) )

PS: True love, are you still there?