Prescribe the right medicine [entertainment circle]

"Mingyao..."

Gu Zheng leaned against the woman, her voice was hoarse and choked as if she hadn't spoken for a long time.

Ming Yao pressed her head on his shoulder, "Let's go back first."

Gu Zheng nodded with distracted eyes, tightly grasped Mingyao's hand, and clasped his fingers tightly. However, after only two steps, the woman in front of her suddenly stopped, and she bumped into it without warning.

Putting his hands on her shoulders, Gu Zheng seemed to be frightened and wanted to struggle. Ming Yao took her hand and comforted her softly, "It's me."

I don't know if that sentence of comfort worked, but Gu Zheng didn't struggle any more, Mingyao lowered his eyes, and hugged him by the waist amidst the other party's small whisper.

"One of your heels is broken."

Gu Zheng put his hands around the woman's neck, stared blankly at her unprecedented explanation, and almost nodded his head.

Mingyao raised her red lips slightly.

"Mingze, deal with it."

"Ah? Yes, Second Sister!"

***

At ten o'clock in the evening, the apartment was as dark as ink, except for the stars outside.

Mingyao stood on the balcony, deliberately lowered his voice, "How is it over there?"

"Second Sister, I've taken care of everything," Mingze stood in front of the lobby of the Bailan Hotel, watching the newly restored Box 509 enter a group of guests, "Wang Jianming is now in the hospital, he is not dead, but the doctor said it is very possible become a vegetable."

"Is it just a vegetable?"

The tall figure melted into the night, revealing half of his curves, and there was a faint smile in his voice, which suddenly turned cold.

Mingze remained silent on the phone for a long time.

"Second sister, I know what to do."

Putting down the phone, Mingyao stood quietly on the balcony for a while. This was Gu Zheng's apartment, but it was completely dark. Mingyao couldn't help thinking that when he brought Gu Zheng back, that woman was like a rabbit that could be folded with hands. Poor And weakly tugged at his hand, telling himself not to turn on the light.

This was the second time she saw Gu Zheng like that, as if something she had been used to in life suddenly had another face, she couldn't help feeling pity and itching.

The night wind brushed against the woman's cheeks, her long hair was rippling, and her red lips were parted.

In the apartment, Gu Zheng sat on the soft sofa with her arms folded for self-protection, her eyelids trembled slightly, and they were deeply closed. She didn't sleep, but she was awake, but she was always trapped in that terrible banquet tonight. I can't come out, but every time that hopeless emotion emerges, there will always be a picture of the woman throwing her hand and smashing the man to death in my mind.

From that angle, she clearly saw the other person's restrained and furious expression, and the fear in those dark eyes just broke into her eyes.

What is that woman afraid of?Is it because I am afraid that I will ruin her reputation, or because...

That thought flashed through my mind like a shooting star, but my heart was like catching the tail of the shooting star, and I could not restrain myself from joy in a corner that had been sealed by dust for a long time.

The sofa beside him sank, Gu Zheng paused slightly, and before he raised his eyes, the tip of his fair and straight nose was covered with a trace of coldness brought in from the outside.

Mixed with a familiar and strong breath.

"Are you still afraid?"

When the woman asked this, Gu Zheng only noticed that his arm was close to the other's skin, and the delicate lines seemed to have warmth passing through his whole body.

Gu Zheng lowered his eyes, broke the contact without a trace, pursed his pale lips, and shook his head.

"Want some hot water?"

After another question, the woman didn't know whether it was careless or on purpose, but she bumped into her again. Gu Zheng narrowed her eyes and shook her head again.

"I don't want to drink."

She disconnected that point of contact again, wanting to be alone quietly.

However, this time she didn't get what she wanted. In the darkness, the tall figure of a woman was close in front of her eyes. With the faint light outside, she was uneven in front of her.

"Gu Zheng, you can try to rely on me."

Arms, arms, and legs all touched each other, Gu Zheng's mind shook slightly, she turned her head and her eyes slowly fell on Mingyao's delicate face softened by the moonlight, her big and energetic eyes were slightly drawn down, and her long eyelashes were lowered. The pitch-black pupils were filled with endless starlight at this moment, and the thin lips were slightly pursed. Even if he was hiding in the darkness, Gu Zheng could still imagine the same red color as before.

Looking up, Mingyao's bone-like atmosphere has long been circulated in the circle, dignified when sitting quietly, but vivid and bright, this is Mingyao, and because of this, the ups and downs on the Internet have never really scolded her into the mud Here, this face made her live more arrogantly and powerfully on the cusp of the storm.

That sentence reverberated in his mind for a long time. Gu Zheng and her met eyes, and for a moment, as if he was bewitched, his body involuntarily leaned over.

Gu Zheng's snow-white ears pressed against the other's chest, and the gentle heartbeat sounded rhythmically, again and again, slowly, Gu Zheng remained still as if he had really been bewitched.

The steady sound of sound sleep came from below, Mingyao lowered his eyes to see Gu Zheng's sleeping face, smiled, twirled a strand of Gu Zheng's hair with his fingertips, played with it for a while, and then sniffed it again. Feel at ease and lie down on the sofa with someone in my arms.

***

The next day, when a ray of sunlight fell, Mingyao was stabbed by the sudden dazzling sunlight, his eyelids moved, his hand was covering his forehead, and he opened his eyes. A slim figure stood on the French window not far away, slender and somewhat thick. Brutely pulled open the curtains on both sides.

It was even more glaring now, Mingyao closed his eyes subconsciously, opened them after he got used to it, and the scene in front of him became clearer.

Her slender figure turned into a one-meter-tall little peas, and her slender catkins also turned into two chubby hands.

Disappointed, Mingyao sat up and looked around, trying to capture the image of the uncharacteristically gentle and delicate woman last night.

But unfortunately, no.

"Tao Tao, where's your sister?" Mingyao had no choice but to ask Gu Zhitao.

Gu Zhitao threw himself on the sofa beside her, "My sister is out."

Mingyao frowned, and was about to ask where he was going, when Gu Zhitao said again, "My sister asked me to tell you that she is very grateful for everything you did last night."

"So?" Mingyao's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"So what, so?" Gu Zhitao glanced at her, "My sister even asked me to tell you that if you wake up, I will let you go back."

Mingyao:?

Once back to before liberation?

How about playing without it, sister.

Mingyao took a deep breath, she knew that she should have done something last night when she returned to the pre-liberation in the morning, but until now, there is no medicine for regret.

"I'm leaving." Mingyao got up, and was about to open the door. Just as he took a step, Gu Zhitao's soft voice yelled, "I almost forgot, my sister asked me to ask you, what are you doing tonight?" Not available."

Mingyao's footsteps stopped in mid-air, retracted, turned his head suddenly, and looked down at Gu Zhitao, "What if you are free?"

"If you have time, prepare it."

Gu Zhitao was playing with the Barbie doll in his hand, and he didn't look away, so he didn't notice the surprise that flashed in Mingyao's eyes.

Cough

Mingyao pressed his fist to his lips, and asked casually, "What are you going to do?"

Gu Zhitao didn't raise his head, "I don't know, my sister told you to prepare."

Mingyao raised her eyebrows, her red lips lifted slightly, and just to be on the safe side, she asked again, "What's your expression when your sister gives you orders?"

"Hmm..." Gu Zhitao looked up and thought about it, but failed, "It's no different from usual."

There is no difference...that is, there is a difference.

Mingyao murmured, she had to listen to the girl's words backwards, and how could there be no difference? After such a big event last night, they hugged each other so warmly and slept together after returning.

How can there be no difference.

Mingyao figured it out, and was in a happy mood like a holiday, before closing the door, he said, "I see."