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Qin Song's sleep was extremely shallow, and he woke up almost at the same time Song Ci got up. He thought Song Ci was going to the bathroom, but he didn't hear any movement, and seemed to be just sitting quietly.

After a long time, there was a very slight "click" sound suddenly in the silence, and Qin Song opened his eyes, looking directly at the black muzzle of the gun.

There was no look of fear on Qin Song's face, he raised his eyes to meet Song Ci's gaze, his eyes were dark, and he could not see any emotion.

Song Ci didn't expect him to wake up suddenly, his heart was beating wildly, and the hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

Qin Song sat up slowly, looked straight into Song Ci's eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you get the gun?"

Song Ci tried his best to put on a resolute look, but in Qin Song's eyes, his resoluteness was simply too weak to be vulnerable.

Qin Song asked again: "Do you want to kill me?"

Song Ci took a deep breath and said, "If you die, I will be free."

"Really?" Qin Song smiled suddenly, looked at Song Ci fixedly, and said, "Then you shoot."

Song Ci was startled.

He... asked me to shoot?

Song Ci said, "You think I dare not?"

Qin Song raised his finger to the heart, and said flatly, "Shoot here and kill him with one shot."

Song Ci's trigger finger was shaking all the time.

He can't do it.

It's a life after all.

Qin Song grabbed the gun suddenly, put the muzzle directly on his heart, and shouted: "Shoot!"

Song Ci was so frightened that he trembled all over, helpless and desperate.

"Let go!" Song Ci shouted tremblingly.

Qin Song looked at him for a moment, with a chilling smile on his lips, "Why don't you shoot? Kill me and you will be free. What are you waiting for? Just pick the gun lightly." If I pull the trigger, the bullet will pass through my heart, and I will die. If I must die, I would rather die at the hands of the one I love."

Song Ci was originally obsessed with ghosts and impulsive at the moment. At this point, his desperate courage has long been exhausted, and he can no longer confront Qin Song. The hand holding the gun suddenly let go, and he jumped out of bed as if fleeing. He rushed out of the room, fled the villa straight away, rushed into the dark night, and ran forward without knowing the direction.

The night in November already looked like early winter. Song Ci only wore a set of thin pajamas, and ran forward like crazy with bare feet. The night wind whistled in his ears, and his heart beat like a drum, but he couldn't drive away the hesitation in his heart. helpless.

Qin Song quickly caught up.

He grabbed Song Ci's wrist and pulled it back hard, and Song Ci turned around and slammed into his arms, which made his chest hurt and he felt palpitations.

"Let me go!" Song Ci struggled violently.

Qin Song just hugged him silently and with all his strength.

Seeing that struggling was useless, Song Ci bit Qin Song's shoulder.

Qin Song groaned in pain, but had no intention of letting go.

When the smell of blood spread on the tip of his tongue, Song Ci finally let go of his fate.

Qin Song said, "Go home."

Song Ci felt bitter in his heart, "I don't have a home anymore."

Qin Song didn't say anything more, Da Heng picked up Song Ci, turned around and walked back.

Song Ci nestled obediently in Qin Song's arms like a lifeless puppet. After a long silence, he suddenly said, "I want to kill you, don't you hate me?"

"No hate." Qin Song looked forward and said, "If this shot can relieve your hatred, I think it's worth it."

What a fool.

Those who fall in love are the silliest fools in the world.

Song Ci closed his eyes and said nothing.

The cool wind blew away a tear from the corner of my eye.

The next day, the two behaved as usual, as if nothing happened last night.

The gun was nowhere to be found, and Song Ci didn't ask, so Qin Song didn't say anything either.

After breakfast, Zheng Zhilai picked up Song and resigned to shoot a potato chip commercial, and Qin Song also went to work in the company.

As soon as he got in the car, Song Ci's cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. He pressed the button to answer it, and a familiar voice came from the receiver. It was Qin Sheng: "Qin Song is still alive, right?"

Song Ci didn't say a word.

Qin Sheng smiled and said, "Could it be that you fell in love with him?"

Song Ci said coldly, "I haven't."

Qin Sheng said disapprovingly: "Love is the most unpredictable thing in this world, and most of the time even you can't explain it clearly. Ask yourself, do you really have no love for Qin Song?"

Song Ci said without thinking, "No."

Qin Sheng said: "You are guilty, you dare not torture yourself, you are afraid that you have feelings for Qin Song."

Song Ci said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Qin Sheng didn't answer but instead asked, "When will you come to me?"

Song Ci was silent for a moment, then said, "After a while."

Qin Sheng asked, "How long?"

Song Ci said, "Three months later."

Qin Sheng said, "Are you regretting it? Do you want to stay by Qin Song's side?"

Regret?

Song Ci didn't know.

He can no longer see through his own heart.

Qin Sheng didn't seem to care about his answer, and continued, "Okay, I'll give you three months."

Song Ci said, "Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Zhi asked, "Who is it?"

Song Ci said, "A friend."

Zheng Zhi didn't ask any more questions, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "The start time of "Peeping" has been set, NO.12, and the filming location is in S City."

"Okay." Song Ci said, "By the way, I had dinner with Director Sui yesterday, and Zhang Yucheng and I were asked to record a variety show to promote "Father Son". Have you received the contact?"

Zheng Zhi said, "Not yet."

Halfway through the filming of the potato chips commercial, Zheng Zhi finally received a call from Sui Youbin's studio, asking Song Ci to go to City C to record a show tomorrow. Zhang Yucheng is filming in City H, and he will meet Song Ci in City C.

Zheng Zhi immediately booked two air tickets to City C.

At night, as soon as Qin Song came home, he saw Song Ci packing his luggage. He grabbed his wrist and asked sharply, "What are you doing?"

"Pack up your luggage." Song Ci frowned and said, "Let go, you hurt me."

Qin Songyang overturned the suitcase with his hands, and the clothes and books inside fell all over the floor. He glared at Song Ci angrily and said, "Without my permission, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Song Ci sneered and said, "Then you might as well handcuff me and lock me in the room."

Qin Song said, "I've wanted to do that for a long time."

Song Ci was so angry that he had nothing to say.

Qin Song forcefully asked, "Where are you going after packing your luggage?"

Song Ci was silent for a moment, and said, "Go to City C to record a program."

Qin Song was startled, let go of Song Ci's hand in embarrassment, and said with little confidence: "Then why didn't you say it earlier? I thought..." He suddenly stopped resentfully.

Song Ci knelt down to pick up his clothes and ignored him.

Qin Song squatted down, helping Song Ci while looking at Song Ci's expression, and said, "Are you angry?"

Song Ci still ignored him.

Qin Song is not good at coaxing people, so he changed the subject: "How long are you going?"

Song Ci finally said, "Three days."

Qin Song said, "I'll go with you."

Song Ci said coldly, "No need."

Qin Song didn't insist anymore, he didn't want to make Song Ci unhappy again.

After dinner, Song Ci was studying in his room, and Qin Song quietly followed with his laptop, leaning on the bed and looking at Song Ci's back in a daze.

Even if they get along in silence like this, Qin Song feels happy.

In the past, Qin Song seldom went back to this villa and lived in the hotel most of the time.

Now, he runs home after work - with Song Ci, this villa is no longer just a cold building, but a home.His biggest expectation every day is to have dinner with Song Ci after get off work, and then do something together, or do nothing, it’s good to just stay quietly like this, and finally go to bed together, and wake up together the next day ——I couldn't be happier.

Of course, it would be more perfect if there is still sex-life-life.But Qin Song didn't want to force Song Ci, he wanted to wait until the day when Song Ci was willing, and he believed that that day would not be too far away.

When sleeping, Song Ci still turned his back to Qin Song, and Qin Song still hugged him from behind.

Qin Song said without any transition: "Song Ci, don't go to Qin Sheng's place."

Song Ci froze.

"The person who gave you the gun, there will be no one else except Qin Sheng." Qin Song continued: "I went to him today and warned him not to get your ideas, otherwise I will really kill him. He is a psychopath. The twisted lunatic is a demon in human skin. Song Ci, don't make a deal with him, you will never imagine what he will do to you."

Now that it has been discovered, Song Ci simply no longer hides it.

He said, "What will he do to me?"

Qin Song didn't answer him directly, but said: "In short, don't have any contact with him anymore, listen to me, I'm for your own good."

Song Ci said disdainfully: "If you were really doing it for my own good, you shouldn't have brought me by your side. After all, you were only doing it for yourself."

Qin Song was silent for a moment, and said, "No matter what, I will not let Qin Sheng snatch you away from me."

Song Ci sneered in the dark, but didn't speak.

The next day, Qin Song personally sent Song Ci to the airport.

In the VIP waiting room, Zheng Zhi carefully observed every move between the two, one looked down at the book, the other stared at the person reading the book, the intense emotion in his eyes made Zheng Zhi secretly startled.

After boarding the plane, Zheng Zhi wanted to speak but stopped several times, but finally didn't ask anything.

No matter what the relationship between Song Ci and Qin Song is, it has nothing to do with him. He is just a manager, and he just needs to do his job well.

After arriving in City C, he first met Zhang Yucheng, and then went to the TV station together to check out the script.

Song Ci participated in a variety show for the first time, and he didn't know anything about it. Fortunately, Zhang Yucheng was by his side to remind him. He is also smart, so he didn't find it difficult.

But when it was actually recorded, Song Ci still showed his timidity in the face of the thousands of spectators that filled the studio.

When several hosts made jokes to enliven the atmosphere, Song Ci stood there like a sculpture, without a smile on his face. Even so, the fans screamed and interrupted the host several times. One of the hosts The man smiled helplessly and asked, "Are you shouting so loudly because of Zhang Yucheng or Song Ci?"

The voice answering Song Ci clearly overshadowed Zhang Yucheng.

The host smiled and asked Zhang Yucheng: "Are you jealous?"

Zhang Yucheng kissed Song Ci's face superficially, and asked the audience with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

The sudden scream almost knocked the roof of the studio over.