Difficult to quit

Li Qinghai's face darkened.

He stood up abruptly, "Come with me."

"No more." Zhuang Yi stood still, "If you have anything to say, the second young master can say it here."

For a moment, Li Qinghai felt that the words "Second Young Master" were extremely harsh.

He stared at Zhuang Yi, "If you don't come, tell them all to go out."

Zhuang Yi glanced at the staff in the studio, he didn't want to affect their work progress, and he didn't want other [-] lines like him to continue to wait in the lounge for shooting, so he reluctantly nodded, "Okay then."

Li Qinghai turned around and walked towards the door, and Zhuang Yi followed behind him.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen hurriedly opened the door, and sent the two gods, one big and one small, to talk about the past alone, don't scare people here.

His little heart.

Li Qinghai entered the elevator, pressed the floor button, Zhuang Yi followed in, and stood silently opposite him.

The elevator made a "ding" sound, Li Qinghai stepped out of the elevator and walked to his office, Zhuang Yi followed behind.

He has a lot of properties under his name. After "Star News" got on the right track, he didn't come here often. He only came here for a meeting every week. Sometimes he couldn't take care of it for a week when he was busy. It was Luo Jing who went to Yihai to give him Reporting.

This office was rarely used, and it was rather empty inside. There were no documents on the desk, and the bookcase behind was also empty. It was cleaned spotlessly, but it seemed a bit deserted.

Li Qinghai sat on the boss chair, pointed to the sofa, and said, "Sit down."

Zhuang Yi didn't sit down, stood at the door and said, "What do you want to tell me about the past?"

Being alone in the room with Li Qinghai made him feel a little nervous, he unconsciously wanted to stay away from him, and then forced himself to step back.

Li Qinghai looked at him, and the child he was most familiar with looked at him with the most indifferent eyes.

He wanted to ask too much, how did you get into a car accident, did you recover from your injury, how did you live these past few years, why did you come to be an artist, did you stop going to school?Why do you look like a bastard all over your body.

He was silent for a moment, and asked the question he asked yesterday: "Where have you been these few years?"

Zhuang Yi said: "Go to high school, go to college, and become an artist."

Li Qinghai frowned: "You changed schools, I can't find you."

Zhuang Yi nodded, "Yes."

Li Qinghai asked again: "Why did you transfer school? Have you encountered any trouble?"

Zhuang Yi pursed his lips, and said lightly: "No, what trouble can I have, I'm fine."

What trouble can there be, but being blocked in the toilet, he was often beaten before Li Qinghai appeared, but at that time there would be bold girls who couldn't stand it and helped him call the teacher, and after Li Qinghai left, All the people would just watch with cold eyes, spit at him and call him a pervert.

Zhuang Yi's eyes turned cold, and he didn't want to say anything to Li Qinghai anymore.

The office fell silent.

Indifference seems to have substance between the two.

Li Qinghai's head hurt again, he stretched out his hand and pinched the center of his brow, suppressing his anger, "Zhuang Yi, do you have to be so unfamiliar with me?"

"Strange? I don't think so." Zhuang Yi smiled, and the smile didn't reach his eyes, "Shouldn't we be like this."

Li Qinghai suddenly got up, stepped over and stood in front of Zhuang Yi.

"Zhuang Yi," he stared at Zhuang Yi: "Is it because I said 'see you again' that you treat me with this attitude?"

He explained: "At that time... I was too young, and the situation was very complicated. I can tell you slowly in the future. That sentence was not my original intention, I regret it, I take back that sentence, I want to see you, I've always wanted to see you." Thinking like crazy.

When he was a child, Zhuang Yi had a good temper and a soft temper. Although he had lost his temper with him, it was always good to coax him. Li Qinghai had never apologized to him so humbly.

But Zhuang Yi was unmoved, he said: "No."

Li Qinghai didn't understand, so he asked, "What?"

Zhuang Yi looked at Li Qinghai, "It's not because of that sentence, I didn't care about that sentence a long time ago. I just don't want to have anything to do with you or your Li family anymore."

He thought of the last phone call from Li's family, the fire in the car accident, the pain of being crushed all over his body, and the first thing he saw when he came back from the death line were his mother's mournful eyes and his father's black and white portrait... …

He hadn't cried for a long time, but at this moment, facing the man who caused all this, his eyes turned red easily.

Zhuang Yi hated himself for being so weak, he clenched his fists and pressed his nails into his flesh hard to restrain the urge to cry.

He unconsciously hoarse his voice: "If you say you don't see it, you will see it, if you say you regret it, you will regret it. Li Qinghai, who the hell do you think you are? You can do whatever you want, and you can do whatever you want?"

He snorted lightly, not knowing whether he was laughing at Li Qinghai or himself, "You want to see me? Do you want to see me again now? But I don't want to see you, I don't want to see you fucking again!"

He stretched out his hand and yanked the door open, and the door closed behind him with a bang.

Li Qinghai stood there with a livid face, pinching the coffee paper cup into a ball with his slender fingers, and the ice cubes mixed with the coffee flowed down his hands, making it completely cold.

When he said "see you again", he thought that what he lost was just the first person he liked, but he didn't expect to dream back at midnight. The nightmare haunted him for seven years, and what he lost was himself.

But today, Zhuang Yi told him plainly: he lost him too.

After a while, Li Qinghai dialed Xiao Chen's phone, and his voice had regained his composure: "The one named Zhou Yang, go check his information; ask Luo Jing to send me the information about this event. Working in "Star News"."

He paused, and continued: "Also, continue to check Zhuang Yi, I want all his information from school to now."

He needs to know what Zhuang Yi has experienced during the years he was away.

Zhuang Yi strode out of "Star News", waved a car, and wiped his eyes hard on the back seat.

The driver secretly watched the young man with red eyes through the rearview mirror, and asked him cautiously, "Where are you going?"

Zhuang Yi said, "Drive first."

The taxi started, and Zhuang Yi called Zou Kai.

"Hello, Zhuang'er." Zou Kai's idle voice sounded, "Is the filming over?"

"Hmm." Zhuang Yi asked him, "Are you free?"

Zou Kai: "This is what I said, why don't you look down on me, we lack everything else on the [-]th line, except time."

Zhuang Yi made him laugh, "Are you at home, I'll go find you."

Zou Kai immediately agreed, "Come on. I heard that you drank too much yesterday? Come here and brother Kai will cook porridge for you."

Zhuang Yi clicked his tongue: "You are quite well informed."

Zou Kai said in a disdainful tone, "I don't even look at who I'm following. Brother Fa and Wang Xun are the second generals of Xingyou. When something happens to you, the message from that bastard Qin Runfa will arrive immediately."

Zou Kai is in the same company as him, both on the [-]th line, and signed under another agent Qin Runfa. This person's methods of bullying artists are comparable to Wang Xun's. It is really impossible to compare who is cheaper than the other. He also called Star Tour Entertainment Humph, Second General.

Zhuang Yi reported the address of Zou Kai's home to the driver, and asked Zou Kai, "What did Brother Fa say?"

Zou Kai: "How can I say it? It's the same old way. Don't be like Zhuang Yi and think that you are awesome. If the big boss wants to love you, then he thinks of you. If no one loves you, you still want to be popular? Go ahead and make your big dream... "

He learned vividly, and Zhuang Yi and him had fun talking on the phone for a while.

Zou Kai lived in a better neighborhood than Zhuang Yi's. Zhuang Yi got out of the car, went to the small supermarket downstairs to buy a bunch of snacks and fruits, and carried them upstairs.

He came here often, kept the key of Zou Kai's house, opened the door by himself, and smelled the aroma of rice porridge as soon as he entered.

Zhuang Yi sniffled, and his stomach, which hadn't eaten for a day, felt a strong sense of hunger.

"It's just in time, the porridge is ready." Zou Kai walked over with a cucumber, saw Zhuang Yi waved the cucumber and pointed at him and shouted: "Stop! Change your shoes first!"

Zhuang Yi shook the things in his hand: "I'm carrying food."

"The food is good." Zou Kai smiled when he heard that there was something to eat, and then changed his voice, "Then you have to change your shoes first."

Zhuang Yi had no choice but to go back to the porch to change his shoes, "Your cleanliness problem can't be changed."

Zou Kai was very calm: "I can't change it, the last benefactor did me too much harm."

Zhuang Yi: "..."

Zhuang Yi felt his stomach hurt again.

He changed his shoes and put the groceries on the dining table. He saw a plate of freshly tied chicken tenders next to him. He reached out to squeeze one, but was snapped open by a cucumber.

Zou Kai held the cucumber head and looked at him majestically, and said righteously, "Go and wash your hands first."

Zhuang Yi rolled his eyes and said to him, "Wash and wash, hurry up and slaughter cucumbers, what are you doing with a cucumber dangling around, like a pervert with some special hobbies."

Zou Kai: "It's just a cucumber, why can't you let it live for a while, you have to kill it now, Zhuang Er, I seriously doubt that you have some ulterior psychological shadow on cucumbers."

Zhuang Yi raised his leg and kicked his ass.

Zou Kai let out an exaggerated "ow" and jumped to the kitchen to slaughter cucumbers.

Zhuang Yi washed his hands, picked up the fruits he bought downstairs, picked out strawberries, mangoes and citrus, took them to the kitchen to wash and peel them, put them on a plate and took them out.

Zou Kai's porridge is also ready. The sticky eight-treasure porridge is served with patted cucumbers, shredded radish, cold celery and peanuts. The hot dishes include croquettes and fried chicken tenders.

Zou Kai's rice is well cooked, although they are simple home-cooked dishes, but compared to Zhuang Yi who cooks just noodles, it is already at the level of a master.

Zhuang Yi took a sip of porridge, and the hot and scalding feeling went all the way down the esophagus, making him feel his whole body was ironed.

"Here." Zou Kai picked up a chopstick and patted the cucumber for him. "It's still warm. Try it."

Zhuang Yi took it, bit it in his mouth crisply, and said inarticulately: "It's delicious."

Zou Kai said meanly: "Can you taste the taste of it when it was alive?"

"..." Zhuang Yi bit his tongue and swears vaguely.

Zou Kai: "I told the last sponsor that you can't swear when you eat."

Zhuang Yi didn't bother to talk to him, Zou Kai ran the train with his mouth full, Zhuang Yi heard from him that there were no fewer than ten benefactors in various versions, but since the two of them knew each other for more than a year, he has not seen a single benefactor , and no one praised him at all. Like Zhuang Yi, he was stable on the [-]th line, and he worked hard without wavering.

The two sat in the living room chatting after eating a full meal. Zhuang Yi vomited yesterday, and today he spent another day on "Star Information".

Zou Kai served the washed fruit and took Coke ice cubes from the refrigerator, enjoying the little life very much.

Zou Kai asked him: "I heard that a big boss surnamed Li helped you out yesterday, you and him..."

Zhuang Yi inserted a piece of watermelon into his mouth, and said casually, "I don't know."

Zou Kai obviously didn't believe it: "It's true, why did he step on Sun Chongming's face to help you, and didn't go to bed after helping him, and let you go with all his might, is there such a good thing?"

Zhuang Yi squeezed an ice cube from the bowl and threw it directly into his mouth, chewing and chewing, and said vaguely: "I really don't know."

"Tch," Zou Kai sighed in disappointment, "It's boring."

He patted Zhuang Yi's hand away to get the ice cubes again, "Ice cubes are put in the coke, don't chew the ice directly after eating, or you will have a stomachache later."

Zhuang Yi agreed, and while Zou Kai was not paying attention, he squeezed another piece of ice and threw it into his mouth, which made his whole body tremble.

Zou Kai refused to let him eat, took a few pieces of ice and threw them into the glass of Coke, and took the rest of the bowl away. Zhuang Yi's stomach is very precious, so he can't make such a fuss.

Zou Kai went to the kitchen to put an ice bowl, Zhuang Yi collapsed on the sofa, his mouth was so cold that he couldn't feel it, and said casually: "It looks like first love."

Zou Kai didn't hear clearly: "What? First love? The big boss still has such a thing as first love?"

Zhuang Yi smiled lazily, and said in a low voice, "I said it was like my first love."

Zou Kai didn't hear this sentence, he muttered a few words over there, but Zhuang Yi ignored him.

Zou Kai finished putting away the ice bowl and washed the bowl by the way. When he came back, he saw that Zhuang Yi had fallen asleep leaning on the sofa, his brows were frowning, and he was restless and tired even when he fell asleep.

He went back to the room and took a blanket for Zhuang Yi to cover. At this moment, Zhuang Yi's mobile phone on the coffee table rang, and the call was from a number that had not been saved.

He glanced at Zhuang Yi, seeing that he was still asleep, he turned off the phone.

After a pause for a few seconds, the phone rang again, and it was the same person.