This suitcase is really not mine

An Xuyu found that as soon as Wen Junyuan approached, the atmosphere around Qi Tiancheng froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Do these two have a story?An Xuyu took the mung bean soup as a thank you, and watched silently.

"Fangcheng told me two days ago that you've lost weight again, but I still don't believe it." Wen Junyuan spoke to Qi Tiancheng with a smile, his slender eyes slightly bent, a little less charming and a little more gentle: " Are you busy recently?"

"It's okay," Qi Tiancheng replied, "I've always been like this, no matter how fat I can't get fat."

"When you said that, I remembered that everyone was forbidden to eat this and that, but it was time for you to be given extra meals. I really envy my physique without getting fat." Wen Junyuan said and pulled a stool directly sat down.

An Xuyu thought, oh, this is probably the beginning of reminiscing about the boy group days.So he hugged his mung bean soup tightly, and huddled in the corner to be an excellent eater.

The two were chatting about the previous stories, and An Xuyu noticed that Qi Tiancheng was obviously in a very passive state.It seems that he doesn't want to continue the conversation, but he still has questions to answer.

An Xuyu felt like a kitten had scratched her heart, she especially wanted to know what happened to these two people, but her only channel, her little cousin, Guan Yongyu, made it clear that she didn't know much about Qi Tiancheng's men's team period.

What's more, it's so wicked to keep harassing a high school senior and asking her such silly gossip!An Xuyu criticized herself seriously but silently.

But the person concerned was standing in front of him, but he couldn't ask. This feeling was too uncomfortable.

An Xuyu ate a whole bowl of mung bean soup with a bitter face while listening to the two of them chatting.

Wen Junyuan glanced at him vaguely, as if he was a little dissatisfied with his presence, but also a little proud.

The assistant Xiao Dai who was far away looked at the strange trio in the corner, shivering and dared not approach.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!"

More than half an hour later, Wu Qi and her assistant arrived late, and director Lin Jing scolded her head-on with his bad temper.He can be regarded as a first-line big-name person, but he was scolded obediently with his head down like this.

After Wu Qi finished styling, it was already an hour later.The set was filled with the low pressure of everyone.More than an hour wasted, which meant that work would end even later tonight.

"Actually, you don't have anything to shoot these two days, right? If you have nothing to do, go back first." Qi Tiancheng finally said to Wen Junyuan.

An Xuyu's inner cat was scratching again.What's the situation, it turns out that Wen Junyuan didn't actually need to shoot today, no wonder he didn't do styling.

Then why is he running here?

An Xuyu looked at the empty disposable plastic bowl in his hand.

Oh, and mung bean soup for everyone.

wrong.He silently made a cross in his heart.

It was mung bean soup for Qi Tiancheng.

An Xuyu raised his eyes, and at this moment he happened to meet Qi Tiancheng's probing eyes. He stared blankly at Qi Tiancheng's eyes for two seconds, and looked away in a daze.

Qi Tiancheng's eyes are beautiful, deep in color, as if they want to suck people in after looking at them for a long time.

It was already night when the filming ended, and An Xuyu dragged his tired body back to the hotel, only to find that Qi Tiancheng happened to live diagonally opposite him.

He greeted with some surprise, "Huh? Teacher Qi, what a coincidence."

"Huh?" Qi Tiancheng was about to close the door, but stopped when he heard him say hello, and smiled: "Young senior? What a coincidence."

An Xuyu slammed the door shut.

After closing it, ask yourself: what am I doing? !

As he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom to turn on the faucet, he began to reflect on his recent anomalies.This is not like the An Xuyu who didn't bother to pay attention to anything before.

After taking a comfortable hot bath and getting dressed, he suddenly heard something moving outside the door.

The soundproofing of this hotel doesn't seem very good, he thought.

The author has something to say:

When I first wrote this article, I just thought this stalk was very interesting.

After writing [-] words with my eyes closed, I started to make an outline.

And when I sent the half-written outline to my friends, I was criticized for being too realistic and boring.

So in the future, I will continue to let go of my illogical and ignorant bloody foolishness and sweetness.