Zhou Qingyun subconsciously glanced at Lin Jiayue and pursed her lips, this woman really didn't blush and her heart beat when she lied.

Zhou Qingyun's small movements were noticed by Lin Jiayue, and her pretty face immediately turned red, and she took out the mask she had just taken off from her pocket and put it back on, and the car fell silent again.

The driver occasionally stared in the rearview mirror, wondering which of the little couple would take the initiative to open the conversation box first.

But in the end, he was disappointed, and the two men had no intention of talking.

The driver in Beiping has always been the most enthusiastic, and he couldn't help but say earnestly as a person who came over: "This husband and wife quarrel, the bedside fight and the end of the bed, the quarrel is not adding seasoning to life, the two have just been together for a long time, right?" ”

The two people in the back seat looked at each other, and then said in unison, "You are mistaken/misunderstood, we are not a couple." ”

The driver couldn't help but laugh, the tacit understanding was so high, and he said that it was not a couple, and that young people now are very interesting and can play.

The driver said meaningfully: "Oh, yes, I understand, I understand......"

Then he added: "I was like this when I was with my wife. ”

"I don't know him/her well." The two said at the same time again.

"Uh-huh, I understand, I understand......." the driver said with a stifled smile.

Zhou Qingyun and Lin Jiayue were stunned, their eyes met again, and they stared at each other: "Why are you learning from me to speak." ”

“……”

Immediately, the two glanced at each other again, turned their heads in unison, and the single in the car looped Lin Jiayue's "Painful Love", and the two fell silent again.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Beiping was no longer so congested, and Zhou Qingyun's place of residence was about twenty minutes away from the Beijing Film Academy, which was not far, so he arrived home soon. The two didn't say a word all the way.

Zhou Qingyun felt that it didn't matter, so he simply got out of the car, and Lin Jiayue followed closely behind, like a little follower.

Lin Jiayue is now regretting, very regretful.

Zhou Qingyun didn't let himself send it back, so just let him take a taxi back by himself, why did he follow him into a taxi like a hot head who had nothing to do.

Now Lin Jiayue's heart is in a mess, and she is extremely distressed, how can she go home by herself.

As a star whose popularity is not low, no matter where he travels in the past, he at least has an assistant to follow.

If she was alone, Lin Jiayue would not dare to take a taxi home by herself.

While Lin Jiayue was walking, thinking about what she should do, Zhou Qingyun suddenly stopped, and Lin Jiayue was caught off guard and bumped into it.

"Ouch......" Lin Jiayue's forehead hit the back of Zhou Qingyun's head, and she cried out in pain.

Zhou Qingyun turned to look at Lin Jiayue, who was covering her forehead, and said helplessly: "I said, I've already arrived home, can you go back?" ”

"Won't you ask me to go up and sit down?" Lin Jiayue's ghost made such a sentence come out of nowhere.

"Damn!"

Zhou Qingyun couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and then said in a weird manner: "Didn't you just say that we don't know each other, sorry, I don't have the habit of taking strangers home." ”

Lin Jiayue retorted unconvinced: "According to the time and the number of times we have met, we are really not familiar with each other, there is nothing wrong with it." But my dad is so nice to you, shouldn't you be kind to me as his daughter? ”

These words made Zhou Qingyun speechless, as if what the woman said made some sense, but he still glanced at it with suspicion.

He always felt that Lin Jiayue was weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird, so he had no choice but to wave his hand and signal to go upstairs.

Lin Jiayue walked behind Zhou Qingyun with a weak heart, she was thinking about how to go home later.

It's okay to call Lin Qinghe to pick it up, but Lin Jiayue doesn't want Lin Qinghe to know what happened with Zhang Jixing tonight, so as not to worry him.

But if you don't tell me about it, you can't explain why you took a taxi back with Zhou Qingyun for some reason, and this logic can't be realized.

Lin Jiayue looked at the place where Zhou Qingyun lived with curiosity, the place was not big, a small duplex in a single room.

The room was very tidy, there was no dirty mess as expected, and there were no clothes or smelly socks thrown everywhere.

There were also two cacti on the table, a row of succulents by the window, and a faint fresh smell wafting through the room.

Because the house has always been lived by Zhou Qingyun alone, there is not even a sofa in the room, Zhou Qingyun has no choice but to let Lin Jiayue sit in front of the computer desk and pour Lin Jiayue a glass of water by himself.

Taking advantage of Zhou Qingyun's efforts to pour water, Lin Jiayue looked at the computer desktop, which was a stack of papers, as if it was a script.

Curiosity prompted Lin Jiayue to take a few more looks, and then she was immediately attracted by this story.

Although it is not a good behavior to rummage through other people's things, Lin Jiayue has been attracted by the content of the script, and involuntarily picked it up and looked down seriously.

"What a touching story." Lin Jiayue muttered to herself.

Because it was just a micro-movie script, and the content was not long, only two or three pages, Lin Jiayue finished reading it in less than a minute.

Lin Jiayue pursed her lips and looked at Zhou Qingyun, who was looking for a cup to pour water, she didn't expect this guy to be able to write such a beautiful story.

Although the plot is a bit old-fashioned, Zhou Qingyun is very smart, not flat and straightforward, and the way of flashback and interlude to tell this story is easy for people to substitute that feeling.

Lin Qinghe was a director in his early years, and Lin Jiayue has been exposed to it since she was a child, so she can naturally see that this script can be said to be very well written, especially for students like Zhou Qingyun who have not yet graduated.

Lin Jiayue continued to focus on the paper in her hand, and found that there was a piece of paper behind the end of the story, and subconsciously opened it down.

"It's ....... A song? ”

Lin Jiayue's occupational disease was committed again, and when she saw the score, she couldn't help but want to study it, this song called a fairy tale, Lin Jiayue subconsciously hummed in her heart with the stave.

After Zhou Qingyun poured the water, he found that Lin Jiayue had been staring at the script he had written, and couldn't help frowning.

Zhou Qingyun wanted to scare Lin Jiayue, walked to Lin Jiayue softly and slowly, put a glass of water in front of her, and said with a serious expression in front of her: "Didn't your mother tell you that it's wrong to rummage other people's things?" ”

Lin Jiayue was so excited that she almost didn't hold the paper in her hand, just like the feeling of being caught by the teacher peeking at extracurricular novels in class when she was a child, and she couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

Lin Jiayue didn't dare to look up at Zhou Qingyun directly, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I was attracted by your script, and then I saw a song in the back, so I couldn't help but look at it twice........"

Seeing Lin Jiayue's panicked appearance, Zhou Qingyun almost didn't laugh out loud, this woman doesn't seem to be so hateful, but it's actually quite cute.