Disaster Artist

sizzle.

sizzle.

Lu Qian glanced at the phone from the corner of his eyes, and without too much hesitation, he was ready to ignore it habitually. Although he had been recited countless times by Ji Xu, he still needed to stay focused at work, and he didn't want to be distracted. Excuse me, cell phones are often forgotten in corners.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lu Qian continued to look at the computer screen; he didn't expect it, but noticed that Lin Hanzhou's eyes had been staring at the constantly vibrating mobile phone, slightly dazed, as if he was observing a black hole, and Lu Qian's attention returned to his focused expression. to the phone.

Think about it.

Lu Qian still picked up the phone, and when he saw the caller ID, he couldn't help but froze slightly.

Qi eyebrows.

catch? Still not picking up?

In fact, Lu Qian was a little surprised. He still had Qimei's phone, but before his thoughts drifted away, he was pulled back again.

sizzle.

sizzle.

In this short stunned gap, Lu Qian once again felt a scorching gaze projecting over, and when he turned his head, he could see Lin Hanzhou's eagerly looking forward eyes, which made Lu Qian a little helpless, and showed a small smile, and finally accepted. Got on the phone.

"Qimei?"

"La la la, la la la..."

A softly humming song came from the other end of the phone, slightly low and slightly hoarse, as if stained with the cold dew of the night, dancing gracefully on the deserted street.

Lu Qian: ? ? ?

I took off my phone and looked at the caller ID, and made sure I didn't make the wrong call, but my mind was full of question marks. What the **** is Qi Mei doing?

"Qimei?" Lu Qian called again.

"La la la, oh, Lu Qian!" Qi Mei seemed to have finally reacted and cheered, as if he was celebrating, but the high-pitched voice quickly calmed down, revealing a little tiredness and a hoarse voice. It became clear again that she was just calling his name.

"Lu Qian..."

The intimacy in the whispers seemed to return to the past.

He and she, Lu Qian and Qi Mei, former childhood sweethearts, have known each other for twelve years and have been in love for four years, but they ended up breaking up. , after breaking up, but can never return to the position of friends.

Nearly seven months after the breakup, Lu Qian met Tan Xiao, fell in love, stepped forward again, and continued to live bravely, but Qi Mei was still unable to come out. Although there were always suitors by his side, he was never able to promise any people's invitation.

The life track of the two people is staggered like this, drifting further and further apart.

However, they have really known each other for too long, not to mention friends, even their family members know each other. A close relationship.

If it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't contact her, and she wouldn't contact him, they were just a name symbol that appeared in a friend's conversation.

Unexpectedly, Qimei called him tonight.

"Lu Qian..."

There was a hint of sadness in the hoarse voice, but he didn't know whether it was a relationship of mood or late night.

Lu Qian was able to sense the emotion in Qi Mei's words, but he wasn't sure how he should respond. He was just helpless, "It's too late now."

"I know. I know I know." Qi Mei was pulled back slightly, cleared his throat, and regained some sobriety, "Sorry, I need help... help, help."

Lu Qian was a little surprised, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine, fine, I just... I just want to sing, la la la... Lu Qian, do you remember what song this is? I can't always remember it."

Qi Mei muttered, but soon realized that he was talking nonsense, and without waiting for Lu Qian to answer, he had already taken the initiative to change the subject.

"I'm just drunk, I'm really, really drunk. Hahaha."

As he spoke, Qi Mei already laughed.

Lu Qian had a headache, "Really?"

Qi Mei didn't notice it at all.

"Do you remember Ji Xu's banquet? This time drunk can be regarded as a pediatrician. I feel like I'm sober, but when I look down, I find myself standing on the clouds, hahaha, It's ridiculous right, and I know I can't stand on a cloud, so I think I'm pretty drunk."

Lu Qian turned his head to look at the curious baby Lin Hanzhou around him, and let out a light breath, he realized that he might really need to go out.

"Lu Qian, our party is over, everyone has disappeared, I don't know if they fell under the clouds, or if I ran somewhere else, anyway, I can't find anyone now, I can only... …”

Qi Mei hesitated.

"I thought, could you..."

But there was no second half of the words, and there was no sound after a pause. Lu Qian was a little worried, "Qimei?"

"Huh?" Qi Mei's voice came.

Lu Qian rolled his eyes, "I thought you were sleeping in your own vomit."

Qi Mei didn't understand Lu Qian's joke, "Lu Qian, I thought, can you come and pick me up?"

Lu Qian let out a sigh of relief, this situation had been expected, "Where are you?"

"Don't worry, I'm not here with Fu Fu." Qi Mei seemed to be able to see Lu Qian's speechless expression through the phone, and took the initiative to explain.

Lu Qian rolled his eyes and asked repeatedly, "Where are you?"

"Haha." Qi Mei smiled stupidly.

"Okay, I'm here with Fu Fu. I think I'm in the bathtub, but I'm not sure if it's the bathtub or the clouds. She threw a big party and everyone had more fun, but now everyone's gone , I'm the only one who is particularly sober, but I don't know how to get back."

So, are you drunk or sober?

But Lu Qian could hear Qi Mei's big tongue, and he already knew it.

"I think I might have lost a shoe, I mean I lost it, but I don't know where it went. One is still on my foot~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but the other one doesn't know where to go."

"I know you must be tempted to rant about Cinderella's story right now, but I definitely don't mean that, I'm just worried that the other shoe should be lonely."

Cinderella's complaints had come to the tip of her tongue, but Lu Qian still swallowed it—

He realized that he thought he was unfamiliar with Qi Mei, but in fact it was far more familiar than he imagined.

Letting out a breath, Lu Qian said simply, "Okay, let me put on my clothes first, okay?"

Hanging up the phone, Lu Qian turned to look at Lin Hanzhou, first patiently led Lin Hanzhou to the room to rest, then rummaged through the box in the corner of the storage room, and actually found Qimei's sneakers, and Qi Mei's house key.

He thought that he had already returned it to Qi Mei, but Qi Mei never came to take this box of sundries, so the things kept accumulating dust in the corner. He no longer remembered this box of sundries. It's not that Qi Mei just said that she lost a shoe, and the memory will not wake up in her mind.

Carrying a shoe and a key, Lu Qian walked out of the house at two o'clock in the morning, stepping on the floor of the night.