Xia Shuang Qiurong

The ancient city covers a small area. Qiu Rong trotted all the way, bypassing a few shops and came to the homestay area. He was standing under an antique plaque and was about to knock on the door. The director and Sister Lan brought a group of cameras to intercept him. .

When Qiurong saw the live broadcast machine, she was so frightened that her head fell off: "You, you, you... why are you here?"

Qiu Rong harbored a ulterior motive, and was thinking of how to explain it, but saw that the visitor had a solemn expression, as if something serious had happened.

Sister Lan fired at him first: "Qiu Rong, you are not old or young, why are you taking the lead in messing around?"

Qiurong: "..."

The director also had a dark face: "You still left Xiao Xia alone on the streets of the busy city, now it's all over, something big happened!"

As soon as Qiurong heard Xia Shuang's name, she panicked and asked, "What's wrong with Xia Shuang?"

Sister Lan snorted coldly: "The temple fair was over just now, and there were so many people. Xia Shuang went against the flow of people to look for you, and was squeezed under the small bridge. The bridge was a little high from the ground. Now he fell and went to the hospital."

Qiurong exploded with a "buzz", pushed the photographer away, and said anxiously: "He can't go to the hospital!"

The director and Sister Lan didn't anticipate his reaction, and asked with question marks on their faces: "Why?"

Due to keeping Xia Shuang's Omega identity secret, Qiu Rong didn't dare to say it directly, but he was so anxious that he was about to cry: "What kind of injury did he get? Did he bleed? Who sent it? Where is he? Take me to see him... ..."

Sister Lan continued to make up the knife: "You didn't take him out of the team to act alone, who knew there would be such a result?"

Several cameras were shooting close-ups of Qiu Rong's expression. In the face of annoyance, Qiu Rong covered his face and shouted: "Stop talking!"

The good-tempered Qiurong, it doesn't matter how many times Xia Shuang quarreled in the "Romantic Japan" program, but in the last link of the last episode, a real anger was staged. Seeing Qiu Rong's temperament changed drastically, the director was stunned up.

Sister Lan saw that the close-up shot was pushed to the nearest, and Qiurong's eyes were filled with tears because of anxiety, and she raised her eyebrows in surprise: Qiurong is this for real?

The live broadcast room of the last episode of the show was crowded with fans. The micro-expression analysis of Qiu Rong from all walks of life, and the fans and blacks spat at each other:

Weifan: Not black and not blowing!The actor is the actor!Every wet eyelash reflects the tension of the soul!

CP fan: I declare that Xiaqiu CP must get married!Immediately arrange a roommate!

Du Wei: MLGB has been a dog for ten thousand years!That little bit of acting skills is all used on straight men's clothing GAY!

Qiu Rong didn't think about it that much, for him now, there is only one thing that is important.

That is, he likes him——Qiu Rong, likes Xia Shuang.

Scenes of the past are like a movie played backwards. After wrong frame editing and collage, completely different answers are obtained. It turns out that his stubbornness and enthusiasm, his jealousy and grievance, his loss of control and worry are all because of the subtle influence During this period, he already fell in love with Xia Shuang.

Qiurong pushed away the crowd and was about to run forward.

Three field workers rushed out and pinned Qiurong to the ground with all their hands and feet.

Qiu Rong couldn't bear any stimulation, and shouted: "What are you doing?"

Qiurong's knee hit the bluestone slab, and it hurt so badly.

Colorful scraps of paper suddenly fell from the top of his head. Qiu Rong was stunned, lying on the ground with his hands and feet bound, and looked at the camera above his head stupidly. Teacher Rong, happy ending!"

The tricky session is over!

Qiurong: "...…………………… Are you messing with me?"

Sister Lan put on a fake smile: "Hehe, you are only allowed to mess with us, but we are not allowed to mess with you?"

Qiurong was picked up from the ground and thrown into the sky.

Qiu Rong: …………… What kind of rubbish brains are the directors of variety shows making up.

For the sake of money, Qiu Rong can only insist on being a boy with a smirk, covering Xia Shuang's photo in his pocket so as not to be trampled.

After the farce and carnival ended, Qiurong returned to the ground with both feet. After experiencing great sorrow and joy, his stomach was so full that he almost vomited it out.

Qiurong supported Miss Lan and asked in a low voice, "Where's Xiaoxia?"

Sister Lan: "Don't worry, he's waiting for us at the wrap-up party in the hot spring hotel."

The director was still laughing at the camera: "Qiu Rong, show the audience the travel album you took for Xia Shuang?"

Then Qiu Rong discovered that Xia Shuang's photo had reached the director's hands at some point, and everyone was expecting Qiu Rong to speak.

Qiurong swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

In those photos, he believed that he saw the same love as himself in Xia Shuang's eyes.

The truth is about to come out.

"I'm sorry!" Qiurong pushed away the camera lens and ran to the parking lot: "I have to do something more important!"

Sister Lan: "Qiurong, where are you going?"

Qiurong turned around, laughed a lot, and hugged Sister Lan: "Thank you!"

Sister Lan: "?"

The next second, amidst the screams of the crowd, Qiu Rong kissed Sister Lan hard.

No matter how old and hot Sister Lan was, her face paled, "Xia Shuang seems to like you" was suppressed by Qiu Rong's life and death.

Qiurong turned around, threw off the windbreaker, and walked out of the international supermodel with great narcissism.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he fell.

Crowd: ...

director:……

Sister Lan: "Slow down..."

Qiurong got up in a hurry and ran away in disgrace.

"It's time for work. Go to a hot spring hotel to drink and celebrate at night. If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!" Sister Lan shrugged, looking at Qiu Rong's back, what he was going to do was self-evident in her eyes, this woman Omega suddenly made a smoking motion with his bare hands, pretending to be old-fashioned: "Hehe, it's nice to be young."

In the rest room at the backstage of the finale banquet, Xia Shuang's makeup had just been half changed, and Mengmeng came and politely dismissed the staff.

His father directly called Mengmeng's mobile phone, hung up twice, continued to call, hung up again, and 5 minutes later, a text message lay in the inbox: "Xia Shuang's program has finished recording today, right?" , are you still unwilling to talk to me? I have already contacted the news program, if he does not appear again, then we will meet on the program and see if I dare to expose his identity!"

The real harshness and coldness of life will come eventually.

The call was made, and it was connected in a second, and the voice on the other end of the receiver was the last thing I wanted to hear.

Xia Shuang growled, every word was crying blood: "Do you think I will always be afraid of you? If you want to die, I will die with you. You will never get another penny from me!"

After finishing speaking, he twisted his left hand into a fist and slammed it against the table. The glass containing drinking water fell and shattered.

Xia Shuang has always been submissive, even his devil father has never seen such a violent side of him.

Xia Shuang's father paused, and smiled inhumanly: "You hate me, yes, you hate me, because I don't love you, and I don't love your mother. But, Xia Shuang, you are like me, and you also I don’t understand lovers. In the last few years of your mother’s life, ask yourself, is she happy? Have you really cared about her? You only give her money, but you are still emotionally cold and violent to her? Why? Do you think there are us like this? Your parents are disgraceful, you hardly mention your own family on stage..."

Xia Shuang cried, and the part of her heart that she least wanted to be mentioned was trampled on.

Father: "Admit it, you have my blood in your bones, selfishness, weakness, and indifference. Have you ever really liked anyone except yourself?"

Xia Shuang's makeup was worn out, her eyes were darkened, and he saw the most unbearable version of herself in the mirror.

I have people I like, and I also have a life I want to live.

I'm so tired, God is so unfair, I have exhausted [-]% of my efforts, and I still can't get the happiness I want.

Hearing that Xia Shuang stopped talking, his father sneered and said, "Big star, for the sake of eternal glory in the future, give me the money one last time. After taking this money, I will never come to you again. You can figure it out."

Without saying a word, Mengmeng helped Xia Shuang clean up the shards of glass under her feet, filled the thermos cup with hot tea, and placed it quietly by his hand.

Xia Shuang was trembling and still crying.

Mengmeng patted his back lightly, and asked: "Qiu Rong seems to be here, are you still going to the green banquet?"

Qiurong... Xia Shuang raised her head when she heard this name, and there was still a teardrop hanging on the tip of her red nose from crying.

Two hours ago, the name represented all his joy and anticipation.

Now, the name represents all his cowardice and sarcasm.

Xia Shuang wiped her face and smiled sadly: "Call the makeup artist."

Qiurong sat in the car driven by the driver Lao Wang, jumped all the way, and rushed into the hotel banquet hall without changing his clothes.

Hundreds of staff members have already brought champagne snacks, and two or three people gathered together.

Qiu Rong asked where Xia Shuang was, where Xia Shuang was, and finally saw Xia Shuang's back alone in the corner of the terrace.

Under the romantic moonlight, Xia Shuang leaned against the railing with her back to him, wearing a well-tailored indigo suit, outlining his perfect waist and slender legs, like a pleasing work of art.

Xia Shuang seemed to have just finished a phone call, still holding the phone in her hand, lowering her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Brother still likes to be quiet, are you waiting for me? ——Thinking of this, Qiu Rong laughed stupidly.

Qiu Rong looked down at himself—jeans, a round-neck T-shirt, and a windbreaker that was running out of shape. His hair was messed up, his face was full of oil, and his hands hadn't had time to wash. Reckless, too negligent!

But just as Qiu Rong was in a dilemma, Xia Shuang turned her head, and their eyes collided.

"Ah!" Qiu Rong typed up the draft dozens of times in his stomach, and suddenly forgot everything, because he saw that Xia Shuang's eyes were a little swollen, as if she had just cried.

Qiu Rong was anxious: "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Shuang squeezed out a broken smile: "It's okay, it's just finished today, I'm too happy, I'm more emotional."

Qiurong approached him, and the two separated a safe distance of half a meter: "Oh..."

Qiu Rong almost scratched his head, then said "Hi" and smiled thoughtlessly.

His courage seemed to have been exhausted on the road, and he didn't know how to start the conversation next.

Now that we're talking about finalizing, let's talk about the two of them's... um, arrangements after we go back?

So Qiu Rong took the initiative to lean on Xia Shuang's side and said, "I've made up my mind. I can no longer be free and loose. I have to go back to work hard and focus on my career. TONY recently talked to me about the key points of Yuntu Pictures for next year." Theatrical movies, large-scale productions with mythological themes, there must be no commercial problems, I have to try more different types of works, after all, now, it is different from before..."

Xia Shuang's heart tightened, and her eyes tingled with pain.

Qiurong made the last sentence intentionally ambiguous, and then observed Xia Shuang's reaction.

Unexpectedly, Xia Shuang paused slightly and only responded.

Qiurong's words were hung in the air, slightly embarrassed.

Xia Shuang was silent, and then looked up with a calm smile: "I'm also looking for a new job, it should be to go abroad to film a movie for half a year."

Qiu Rong was in a hurry: "Haven't you stopped studying?"

In fact, there is a subtext, then we?

Xia Shuang's eyes rolled, and his smile grew stronger. He teased Qiu Rong in a casual tone: "What you said is to make money."

Xia Shuang felt that she couldn't hold on any longer, Qiurong was innocent and he didn't know anything.

After "Romantic Japan", Qiu Rong gained popularity and started a path of transformation. His life is bound to skyrocket and become wider and wider, but what about himself?

There is a lonely boat, and the mountains and rains are about to come.

He can't, just can't.

Qiu Rong was completely dumbfounded. Why did Xia Shuang treat him differently for just two hours?

Xia Shuang straightened the bow tie on her chest, got up and wanted to leave: "Brother Qiurong, don't you want to drink? If you don't get drunk, you won't come back tonight?"

"Tonight?" Qiu Rong thought it was funny, isn't it tonight?

Qiu Rong patiently said, "What's the trouble, you don't know how to drink."

Xia Shuang turned around naturally and said, "Then I'm going to stay overnight with everyone, are you going?"

Qiu Rong frowned and bit her lips tightly.

Xia Shuang turned a blind eye to Qiurong's cold reaction, took a few steps forward, turned around again, and showed a more charming smile, reminding him: "Oh, by the way, thank you for helping me so much during the group."

Qiu Rong suddenly raised his head and looked at Xia Shuang in disbelief.Xia Shuang knew what his eyes meant, but she just didn't respond, she lowered her eyebrows, leaned forward, and the strong smell of perfume penetrated Qiurong's nose.

Xia Shuang stretched out his hand, and slid his index finger along Qiurong's collar, pressing the slightly wrinkled place flat, then he raised his eyes, exhausted all his acting skills in his life, and exhaled ambiguously: "In various senses. "

Xia Shuang turned around, clutched her chest, and two tears rolled down, parting and saying farewell painfully.

Fulfill my last kindness, I am not qualified to impose my darkness on you.

Qiu Rong did not follow.

His heart was completely cold, and he was like a funny clown in the whole pleasure ground.

He was sure, he, an Alpha, was tricked by an Omega just now.

25 years old is still a young age, he is used to pride and indulgence, he can't bear this kind of humiliation.

To be angry is more to be full of grievances.

In a relationship, whoever is more serious will lose at the end.

TONY took his suit and chased him to the balcony on the second floor: "Brother, put on some clothes, and I have to give red envelopes later."

Qiu Rong almost shed tears, resisted a wave of his big hand, and said angrily: "I won't participate."

TONY was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"Money, money, it's all money." Qiu Rong became ruthless, almost biting his back molars: "I'm disgusting."

I have been narcissistic for 25 years, and finally found that he also has the wrong meaning.

When he finally found out that he might like Xia Shuang, he didn't realize that Xia Shuang might not like him either.

Qiu Rong walked through the banquet hall on the first floor with his head held high and slammed the door. He was sure Xia Shuang saw it.

All the pretending to be proud was completely defeated the moment the driver Pharaoh's business car was closed and the door was closed.

Qiurong threw his backpack on the seat, and the Polaroids in his pocket splashed all over the seat. Old Wang poked his head out of the driver's seat and asked, "Teacher Qiurong, what's wrong with you?"

With tears rolling in his eyes, Qiurong said viciously: "Drive, go back to the hotel."

This is retribution, after so many years in the love field, it was folded in the hands of a little boy who was not yet 20 years old.

Lao Wang is very good at observing words and expressions, shut up and drive.

Jacky Cheung's golden song "A Thousand Reasons to Be Sad" came from the car stereo: "A thousand reasons to be sad, a thousand reasons to be sad, and finally my love is slowly getting old in the story..."

Old Wang: ...

Qiurong: ...

Qiurong let out a groan and began to cry bitterly, with snot and tears streaming down together.

The driver, Old Wang, was stunned and almost hit a tree. Trembling, he handed over a handful of paper: "...Will you wipe it off?"

Qiurong took it, blew his nose vigorously, and continued to cry: "What's so funny, have you ever been in love!"

Driver Lao Wang: "Not really, my wife and I are both first loves, we got married after graduating from high school."

Qiurong: ...why does a driver come to make trouble for me?

Qiu Rong's IQ and EQ returned to the level of a three-year-old, crying and arguing with the driver Lao Wang: "What's wrong with getting married early? What show? There are marriages and divorces!"

Driver Wang: "... Teacher Qiurong, you are wrong, why are you still cursing me?"

Qiurong covered her face and wailed, her tonsils were clearly visible: "You are so happy, why the hell are you still listening to Jacky Cheung!"

The driver, Lao Wang, put on earplugs and silently turned off the stereo.

At the homestay, when TONY arrived, Qiu Rong was drunk and passed out on the street stall holding a whiskey bottle.

TONY lifted him up and slapped his face desperately. Qiu Rong woke up and had a shocking belch, which almost killed TONY.

TONY: "What kind of temper are you playing?"

Qiu Rong saw who was coming, her nose turned sore, and she started crying again: "Xia Shuang doesn't like me!"

TONY replied sternly: "When did Xia Shuang ever like you?"

Qiurong: ……………

Qiurong: "Why can you all see it but I can't!"

TONY slapped Qiu Rong again, almost concussing Qiu Rong: "What crazy words are you talking about?"

It is said that things of a kind flock together and people are divided into groups, the straight-A cancer in the world who is slower than Qiurong should be his good buddy TONY himself.

TONY settled Qiurong down to sleep on the second floor, and went downstairs with Qiurong's change of clothes, just in time to see Mengmeng sending Xia Shuang back, TONY greeted Xia Shuang with a little apology, Xia Shuang nodded, look In the direction of Qiu Rong's bedroom, the three said goodbye without saying a word.

The next day, the show ended, and all the laughter and tears were frozen in the previous night.

The crew packed up their luggage and rushed to the airport in batches. Qiu Rong woke up with a splitting headache and saw TONY waiting for him by the bedside with his luggage. building.

Sure enough, Xia Shuang had already left.

Qiurong sat on the ground in despair. This month passed so fast, and when he was about to recollect, he didn't remember what he had experienced. He only knew that it was the first time in his life that he took the initiative to confess his love, and he failed before he could say it. .

Qiu Rong has never turned over the boat in the past few years with the production crew. Only others can't forget him. He still has a sense of propriety.

Qiu Rong couldn't calm down, and even opened WeChat in a fit of anger, trying to delete Xia Shuang's contact information.

However, when he was packing his luggage, he saw the photo album Xia Shuang left with him, the smiling faces brimming with youth, and the wooden bird with a jerky outline, which made him feel sad again.

He likes Xia Shuang, and he wishes him well.

The most mature attitude to love someone is to wish him well.

But, does Xia Shuang really not like me at all?