"People have hung up on you, and you still don't put your phone?" He Shengming leaned against the door of the hotel room and looked at Jian Congsu standing by the window.

He lit a cigarette and smoked it so that Jian Congsu frowned.

"Just sleep." He said.

Jian Congsu didn't lie, after recording the show in the middle of the night, all the people in the program team went to have supper not far from the hotel.

But Jian Congsu still ran back alone.

Seeing the photo sent by the little angel duck, he left everyone without saying a word and ran back to call her.

He Shengming naturally hurriedly followed.

When he opened the door, Jian Congsu didn't hear it.

"In fact, the dewy relationship between artists and artists is the norm, and everyone who does this knows it." He Shengming closed the door and sat down on the sofa.

Jian Congsu stopped and looked back at him, he frowned, but didn't speak.

He Shengming extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, "Filming a drama, filming a show, or even filming an advertisement, it is possible to be together for a short time, but after the work is over, everyone will naturally separate, and no one will mention this past, which is one of the unspoken rules in the circle." ”

"I haven't had any of these things." Jian Congsu looked at He Shengming frankly.

In fact, when the two were cooperating, He Shengming also asked about the things Guan Guan asked at the beginning, about his love history, and his past.

He didn't understand what he meant by saying this suddenly.

He Shengming looked at Jian Congsu carefully.

There was no light in the room, but fortunately it was very bright outside, and I could see his facial features and even his expression clearly.

"Actually, I mean," he pondered for a moment, "you rarely hear who is with whom because of a play, and the so-called love because of the play is a later contact and the intention of both parties to be seriously together." The dew love affair can't be taken seriously, everyone knows what it is to play on the spot, no one will pay sincerely, let alone ...... What about wishful thinking? ”

Jian Congsu's expression was a little indifferent.

"I don't understand a word of what you're saying."

The more obscure, the more obscure, in fact...... The more people can make people understand.

He Shengming took out another cigarette and was about to point it, when he saw Jian Congsu's disgusted eyes, he put it down again.

"Let me put it another way," he sighed, he had been working with Jian Congsu for a while, and he had learned a little about him, both good and bad, and he knew a lot about himself, "The vitamin tablets you eat every day are a bit too much." ”

Jian Congsu suddenly looked like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail.

"Are you spying on me?"

"I care about you," He Shengming understood why he reacted so aggressively, "Your previous agent probably never noticed this, he didn't ......notice it," he couldn't help it, but he still said more clearly, "Is the label on your pills completely different from the label of vitamins?" ”

Jian Congsu's expression was colder than the moonlight outside.

"You went to check?" He asked.

He Shengming nodded, "It's not difficult to check, just find a doctor, you will know the abbreviations of these prescription drugs." ”

Hearing He Shengming say this, Jian Congsu became relaxed, "I have seen a doctor regularly, and my condition is well controlled. You can rest assured that it will not affect your work. ”

If you know it, you know, he has already left the Jian family, and there is no need to hide so deeply.

He Shengming saw that he was about to enter the room, his eyes were full of worry, "I heard that people with depression, during treatment, some feelings and feelings are inaccurate. ”