Yan Cheng did have a low-grade fever, probably after being exhausted, he stayed in the corridor all night and caught a little cold.

He found out the antipyretic medicine - he still bought it, went to the hospital to check for bruises, and prescribed some daily medication by the way.

Zhong Jiuyin said it was useless at the time. She really didn't use it, and used it on himself.

I took the medicine and lay on the sofa, with my eyes closed but couldn't sleep.

Yan Cheng simply sent a message to ask Qian Yu what happened to Zhong Jiuyin this morning.

Listen to her, he didn't leave after an hour, as if she was going to come back and get rid of him. It shouldn't be a rush.

After a while, Qian Yu replied: [Just come to the studio to have a look. Leaving City Ring Entertainment and coming to the studio both made her happy, and I think it was good for her to be in good spirits. 】

It doesn't take much time, and you can come back in an hour.

He replied thank you, and then Qian Yu sent a second message, with a kind of caution between the lines: [What's the matter with you? She said what, broke up? Did I misunderstand? 】

Yan Cheng replied: [What she says is what she says. 】

Qian Yu: [......] This sentence is very connotative.

Yan Cheng had already gotten the information he wanted, closed his eyes and thought about the time when she would come back, and then reluctantly sent a message to Sister Xu.

Listen to her and leave when the time comes. Otherwise, I really don't know if I will be angry again.

However, after the news was sent, Sister Xu did not reply, and she was probably still making up for sleep.

He clicked on the address book again, swiped his finger over it, and finally stopped at the dialing step.

Never mind. He still wanted to stay.

With his phone aside, he leaned back on the couch and looked around the living room.

Zhong Jiuyin doesn't like to move things home, the long cabinet can hold all the items, and the living room looks a little empty.

There was a pile of books on the long cabinet, crooked, and he got up to help tidy it up.

It's not her non-mainstream bedside readings, but books, scripts, and some historical materials related to filming, probably a new costume drama with real history, and I want to make the role I play as appropriate as possible.

Maybe in the past few days, when there has been no announcement, she just sits here and reads the information and carefully notes, occasionally biting the tip of the pen and brushing the hair that has slipped, or stopping to stretch.

It was only a few days before she had an emotional breakdown, and she was able to pick herself up and prepare for her work, and she really loved her career, and as the doctor said, she was always actively trying to save herself.

So it's normal for her to blame him for implicating him.

Yan Cheng quietly sorted out the book, and then hugged it and put it on the coffee table, wanting to wipe the dust off the counter.

When he looked up, he saw that the door of the study was open and hidden, and the sunlight outside the window extended through the crack to his feet.

The house is southeast-facing, and the study and balcony are the most sunny in the morning. Why is it so clear, because they tried it once in the den.

The sunlight seemed to guide him, wanting him to go into the study and have a look.

Most of his time here is spent in the bedroom and living room, and the time he entered the study was also an accident, Zhong Jiuyin at that time was like a person hiding secrets, and he didn't want him to pay attention to the study.

But...

Yan Cheng stood in place for a while, but he couldn't help but walk along the light path and pushed open the door of the study.

The sunlight filled the room, the windows were ajar, and the wind shook the paper of the book on the table, making a gentle noise.

Underneath the book is a diary.

He hesitated to open it, and the diaries on each page were long and short, most of the time only one or two sentences, and not every day, and some of them were separated by a long time.

[The cover has been withdrawn, and the publisher may never work with someone like me again]

[I'm a failure]

[I'm so uncomfortable, why should I be jealous of others if I can't do it, how can I become like this]

[Still unwilling, try one last time, go out and find an audition, a supporting role with only one line is fine]

[Found the play!] I'm the second female! Hard work pays off! 】

[Still can't be broadcast.] Maybe I'm just a bad luck ghost.]

No one wants me, and no one can see me. 】

[Do you want to try again?] 】

It's all blank in the middle, and it seems to come to an abrupt end here.

But when he turned to the back, there was still what he wrote from the last page, and the record was completely different from the previous one.

[Yan Cheng's mouth is really close to him, the Adam's apple is second, and the collarbone is third. 】

[Where you can't kiss, it feels good, and your body is a man's best capital. 】

【It's pink~】

"Your mother is here. She looks so sad, otherwise you wouldn't blame her. 】

[Forget it, anyway, you can't see it in the west. I'll take care of her in old age, don't worry. 】

[It's over, I'm starting to slowly become you]

[There are a lot of fans who like me, the two of us are one, and I like you very much if we round it off]

[Won't you be very happy when you receive the play]

[I'm a little confused]

Yan Cheng closed his eyes and swallowed in his throat, as if this was the only way to suppress the sour feeling.

…

Zhong Jiuyin's studio is located on Yuanjiang Road, which is a little more remote in Haicheng, and it has been renovated, and the windows are bright and clean, so it looks good.

After getting to know each other with the people staying in the office area, she entered the office and discussed the work arrangements with Qian Yu and his wife.

In fact, she remembered those arrangements very clearly, and in order not to miss important things, she also made an electronic itinerary to remind herself to prepare in advance.

So Qian Yu was talking, she was not so concentrated, and even a little absent-minded.

There was still a person lying in her house, and when she thought about it, she felt the same anxiety as if she didn't know whether the bathroom faucet was tightened or not, and she wanted to go back and check it.

Qian Yu found that she was distracted, and then thought of Yan Cheng sending a message to ask him just now, and her mood instantly became delicate.

"Did Yan Cheng go to look for you?"

Zhong Jiuyin didn't listen carefully, but was attracted back by the name in his words.

"What?"

"I said, did Yan Cheng go to you? I was reading gossip at the marketing account this morning, and I saw someone saying that he had returned to China. Didn't he look for you? ”

Zhong Jiuyin didn't answer and asked, "Why do you think that he will come to me when he comes back?" ”

Qian Yu: "Otherwise? He's not looking for you, is he looking for excitement? ”

“…… Who knows. ”

Qian Yu put the pen on the table and leaned back: "You know the answer in your own heart, you have to ask." ”

She replied: "You know the answer, but you have to ask." ”

Qian Yu: "......"

That's really going to find her.

"And you're driving him away? Isn't that good? The main thing is that he didn't make any mistakes, the breakup is a breakup, and the attitude still has to be better. He still owes you a favor to repay, borrow his strength to enter the film industry, you can save a lot of effort, don't make a fuss, just find an excuse for him not to repay the favor. ”

Her eyes became strange.

Yan Cheng happened to say something similar before going out, and the two of them were afraid that they didn't collude.