Acting just to flirt with her boyfriend [Entertainment]

Boss Song never lied, as long as he said it, he would do it.

Xuan Qi is not reconciled, the plane must be delayed, and the current shipping is worse than the logistics, often one night is one day, very common.

After thinking about it for a while, I still held the phone in my hand, and decided to make a call.

I thought I would hear the mechanical sound of shutting down the phone, but I didn't expect it to be connected after two beeps from the phone.

The corners of Xuan Qi's mouth raised quickly, and he said that the plane must be delayed, and that he was able to answer the phone maybe because he was about to get home.

He was about to call Boss Song when he opened his mouth, but something seemed wrong with the voice over there.

At first glance, it sounded like the hoarse voice of the old man.

Xuan Qi suddenly stood up and paused in place, the soreness in his heart just now was replaced by worry,

Boss Song is sure something will happen, why didn't he answer the phone himself.

All kinds of new articles about air crashes appeared in his head, Xuan Qi's fingertips were trembling, he pinched his thigh hard, and forced himself to calm down.

Take a deep breath, even if something happens to your phone, it won't be intact and nothing will happen.

Restraining the nervousness in his heart, Xuan Qi trembled: "Is Boss Song in?"

There was silence for a while, and the voice was kind and kind: "Mr. Song is busy now, what can I do for you?"

Sure enough, something was delayed, Xuan Qi was immediately relieved, and the voice was quite normal: "There is nothing important, please tell Boss Song that I will wait for him at home."

Xuan Qi has the courage to be proud of his favor, and wants to announce his relationship with Boss Song to the world, so that everyone will know that Boss Song belongs to him and only him.

"Did you make a wrong call? Mr. Song is at home right now." He hesitated for a while and opened his mouth.

Xuan Qi was stunned for a moment, he knew what the old man meant, but he didn't expect Boss Song to go back, he pretended to be the wrong partner, it would be a bit embarrassing, but he could only bite the bullet and agree: "Really, Song The boss is at home now?"

The person over there seemed to have suddenly realized after taking a breath, and his voice lost the politeness just now, but was a little contemptuous: "Mr. Song is currently on a blind date, and he may not go outside for a while."

After finishing speaking, he pointed out bluntly: "Please recognize your identity clearly, and don't make trouble for Mr. Song."

Hang up the phone directly, leaving only a series of cold beeps.

Holding the phone for a while, not knowing what he was going to do, Xuan Qi blinked blankly, unable to cry, let alone laugh.

The phone fell to the ground with a clatter, and it made a dull sound when it fell on the floor.

Xuan Qi clenched his hands tightly and knocked on Chengquan's heart hard, letting the choked breath go down smoothly to prevent himself from suffocating to death due to poor breathing.

The heart shrank suddenly, and the heart was sore and swollen.

Is Boss Song cheating him this time? If so, then that sentence cannot be established at all. Has Boss Song ever lied to himself before?

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head, Xuan Qi squatted down with his head in his hands, leaned against the edge of the table leg and hit his head one after another.

After an unknown amount of time, the eyes suddenly opened, and all the pain just now disappeared like a hallucination, and all that was left was a cold face and cold eyebrows, and there was not even a drop of water in the corners of the eyes.

Standing up slowly, staring blankly at the table of sumptuous dishes in a daze, a mocking smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

Xuan Qi turned around and entered the room without making a sound, walked mechanically to the side of the bed, pulled off the quilt, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.

After doing all this, his mind is still in chaos, as if someone is giving instructions to his brain, and then manipulating himself to complete it step by step.

It's so sad, it turns out that the saddest time is not when you want to cry, but when you find yourself feeling the least, like a walking dead, losing all senses and senses to the outside world.

It's not that Xuan Qi didn't expect that it might be a misunderstanding, but he just couldn't help being afraid that if there wasn't this time, there would be a next time.

Boss Song's family will not admit to him, and will not allow Boss Song to like men.

After all, his own existence is still invisible, but he doesn't want to be a lover, so he can only silently wait for Boss Song's favor in the room.

He hated the feeling of waiting, even terribly.

Before going to sleep, Xuan Qi thought that he would be thinking wildly and would not be able to sleep, but he still slept in a mess, not only fell asleep, but fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

When I woke up again, it was still dark outside, and I didn't know how many days I had slept through.

The mobile phone on the bedside table flickered in Hunan's room. Xuan Qi had to raise his arm to cover his eyes for a few seconds before he could react. More than 20 missed calls.

Looking at the time again, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon of the third day, Xuan Qi felt weak all over, even though he had slept for so long, he still felt very tired and wanted to sleep.

Just when Xuan Qi was about to put down the phone and sleep for a while, the phone vibrated again.

Xuan Qi glanced lazily, the director Wen probably called to discuss filming.

But now I can't do anything, so I simply put the phone aside and just ignore it.

This time I couldn't sleep anymore, Xuan Qi was lying on the bed in a daze, not knowing what to do next, not even knowing what he should be thinking now.

But it's not comfortable to lie down completely. Sleeping for too long makes the whole brain feel groggy.

It was as if there was an iron block inside, and it became difficult to even raise the head, and the body was so soft that it couldn't support it.

Feeling that this couldn't go on like this, Xuan Qi finally decided to get up first before talking.

Xuanqi's stomach, who hadn't eaten for nearly two days, had already protested. Now that he barely woke up, the hunger was even stronger, and his stomach was burning with a sense of existence.

Xuan Qi pressed his stomach hard with his hand, if he was hungry, he really didn't feel safe at all.

It's just that after he got up, he didn't rush to eat first, but went to the bathroom instead.

When he passed the sink, he stopped and looked in the mirror in shock.

In the reflection, the face of the boy with the ear was as pale as weaves, even a little gray, his eyes were red and swollen, and the originally bright pupils were a little slack at this moment, as if they couldn't gather the light and had no focus.

Unkempt, like a wig with an explosion pattern, tightly attached to his head, making him look listless.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Xuan Qi raised his right hand unconsciously to touch his face, and then his eyes, and there was a slight pain where his fingertips touched.

He obviously hasn't cried for the past two days, so why did he wake up with his eyes swollen like hickory nuts?

The boy in the mirror drooped his face, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was about to cry.

Xuan Qi removed the hand covering his face, and stroked the boy's face in the mirror with his fingertips. Before he touched the boy's face, the cold touch spread along his fingertips.

Mirror flower water moon.

Shaking his head, with a bitter smile on his face, he turned and walked into the room.

Turn on the faucet and fill the bathtub with water.

Hearing the sound of rushing water, I don't know where my thoughts drifted.

It's as if he obviously didn't think about anything, but he thought a lot about it.

It wasn't until his feet were wet by the overflowing water that he realized that he turned off the faucet in a hurry.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he took a handful of water and slapped it on his face in an attempt to wake himself up. Then he put away the bath water again, took off his clothes and lay down in it.

The warm and warm water wraps me tightly, feeling the gentleness of the water, as if I can also be treated tenderly by the society. The cold and stiff body gradually becomes warm and soft, and the coldness engraved in my bones is gradually softened. To expel them out.

It's really comfortable, so comfortable that I want to close my eyes forever and lie down like this.

In the dimness, it seemed that someone was pulling him in the water, pulling his ankles down hard.

The body is getting heavier and heavier, the senses are getting weaker and weaker, I can't see anything, I can't hear anything, and the hot water finally envelops me.

"Little chess."

Whose voice is who is calling.

"Xiaoqi, wait for me, okay?"

No, wait, you don't come back, I hate you.

"Little chess."

One sound after another, Xuan Qi covered his ears with his hands and knelt down in pain.

With a "crash", he suddenly stood up from the bottom of the bathtub and coughed violently. Because he choked on the surface of the water, his complexion was much ruddy, but his lungs seemed to be squeezed by a heavy object, which was painful.

Xuan Qi took a deep breath, feeling even more sad.

Not dead yet.

After coughing for a while, he finally calmed down. Looking around, it was obvious that he almost drowned in the bathtub because he fell asleep.

I smiled wryly in my heart, no wonder I seemed to see that person.

Wiping his face, Xuan Qi thought to himself, it would be embarrassing if he really drowned. When the body is found, no one will believe that he definitely did not commit suicide, but an accident.

The water temperature was already a little cold, and a layer of goosebumps slowly appeared on the skin. Xuan Qi took the towel aside and simply wiped his body and stepped out of the bathtub.

After wrapping up the bathrobe, I returned to the sink.

There are still imprints on the mirror that haven't disappeared after the heat evaporates, and this will look at the boy in the mirror whose complexion has improved a lot but whose eyes are still bulging a lot.

Xuan Qi twitched the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyes, raised his head again, closed his eyes tightly, and relaxed his body as much as possible.

Breathe calmly for 2 minutes, slowly open your eyes, and look at the dark eyes of the young man in front of you with firm eyes.

He said slowly but forcefully in a low tone that he had never uttered since returning to China: "Xuanqi, let nature take its course and try to be happy."

The boy in the mirror swayed slightly, and his eyes slowly lost focus.

His legs softened, but he still tried to stand up.

After a while, the body suddenly shook violently but it subsided instantly, and the head drooped deeply.

Two or three minutes later, the eyes that were raised again were already clear, as if nothing had happened.

The author has something to say: Because of the long-term lack of security, Xuan Qi has a very serious mental illness.

So it's not hypocritical, it's just a disease!

Well, happy weekend!