However, the girl stubbornly refused to look up at him, her fair skin was hazy and beautiful in the dim headlights, these days, he was busy with the concert, but he always thought of her inadvertently.

When a person is tired of practicing songs, he can't help but flip through her trumpet Weibo.

Like she said, that trumpet has been deprecated.

I haven't been on the line again, there have been no updates, and there have been no deletions.

left Zhao Qiqi in the past there, a simple past.

The little girl's heart has become really fast.

Chen Zhimo often unconsciously lingers, if he could have contacted her more, encouraged her more, and understood her when she participated in the draft, would everything be different now?

He poured himself another glass of wine, and said casually: "Are you happy filming with Sheng Jiashen?" ”

Speaking of the people she cared about, she finally looked up, and the smile on her face was much sweeter, and she nodded: "Well, I'm very happy." ”

"Why didn't you say it at that time?"

"Huh?" Say what?

"When I was writing those tweets." He reminded her.

Zhao Qiqi stroked his forehead, why did he mention this......

"You want me, to be honest?"

"Hmm."

"Master, you must not have a crush on someone, the crush itself is, you like someone, you don't say it even if you kill you, or you put all the good things you imagine on that person, and you don't want to bother."

Zhao Qiqi wasn't sure if the original owner was in this way, but when she found out that when she liked Sheng Jiashen, she also suffered from gains and losses, and she didn't dare to say it.

"So you were disappointed later?"

"You can't say that."

"Can you ask, when did you and him make up their minds?" He was always curious about when she had changed her mind.

"That's it, after the trumpet is exposed." Because of this, there was a misunderstanding, and she was really sad for a while.

"It turns out that it's been more than half a year." In this way, Chen Zhimo was even more stunned.

The car stopped at the door of the hotel, Chen Zhimo didn't get out of the car again, only advised: "Have a good rest, I will watch the stage effect again tomorrow, I will let someone pick you up for rehearsal, and I will help you prepare the costumes." ”

"Well, good night, Master."

"Good night."

Wang Qiu was waiting for her at the door of the hotel, and Chen Zhimo's assistant took them to check in and personally sent them upstairs before leaving.

It was already very late, and after Zhao Qiqi sent a WeChat message to Sheng Jiashen to report his safety, he hurriedly took a shower and rested.

In the extended version of the Lincoln sedan, Chen Zhimo held a red wine glass, looked at the street lamp outside the car window, and fell into deep thought.

To be honest, before he knew about the Weibo called Zhizhi Ke Zhi, he discovered his own mind.

At first, he saw Ji Yangyang's shadow in her, but gradually, he was still attracted to her personally, and when he knew that she once liked him, he was indeed very surprised.

Unexpectedly, she changed so quickly, and poured a glass of cold water on him before he was happy.

I really don't want to let her go like this.

But why did he keep her?

Yangyang, that girl called me Master and trusted me very much.

How could he destroy who he had been in her mind?

……

When Zhao Qiqi woke up in the morning, he habitually touched his mobile phone first.

She poked WeChat unconsciously and saw the message from Sheng Jiashen, which turned out to be after 0:00 last night.