I Ship My Adversary X Me

315.

Sad, really sad.

I looked at Gu Yiliang who was eating seriously in front of me, and I was about to turn gray with worry.

316.

Although the feeling of eating sugar secretly is very exciting, but this cook is too worrying.

Is he straight or not?

Call him straight, and he can make so many provocative actions and say so many provocative words as it should be.

It's definitely not because I'm flirtatious.

Let's say he is not straight, he doesn't look like one, many behaviors are frank, and he doesn't think about other things at all.

If he's straight, I'll be safe on sugar, if he's not—

It doesn't seem to have anything to do with my sugar.

317.

But it has something to do with me!

If he is not straight, I will not only secretly eat sugar behind his back, but also blatantly sell rot to him according to the company's requirements, then I will become a scumbag who plays with his feelings? !

That doesn't work, that doesn't work.

I chewed the bean sprouts melancholy, hating why the scientists hadn’t invented a straight test paper, which is the same as measuring pH. Just sticking it on his head can measure his straightness according to the color change.

It is said that Schrödinger's cat, Gu Yiliang is Schrödinger's straight.

318.

I was a little full, I pushed away the fried rice noodles in front of me, bit the straw of soy milk, and continued to feel melancholy.

Seeing that I didn't eat anymore, Gu Yiliang frowned slightly: "Can't eat anymore?"

I nodded hesitantly.

It was the same last time I ate. I have a bad habit of big eyes and small belly. I always order a big table when I order. I want to taste everything, but I can’t finish it.

He looked at me helplessly, and naturally moved my leftover half of fried rice noodles to him. Under my shocked gaze, he finished eating in three or two bites, and wiped his mouth with a paper towel: "Next time, don't waste it." gone."

I:"……"

Me: "But I'm hungry."

He thought for a while: "Then you take me with you when you eat, and I'll help you eat the remaining half."

319.

Woohoo so sweet!

320.

Schrödinger's straightness was instantly forgotten, and I nodded with tears.

He gave me a funny look: "You are so happy to invite you to dinner, but if you are sold by me, do you still need to count the money for me?"

Almost fell into his ecstasy trick!I woke up for a moment and shook my head firmly: "No."

He asked curiously, "Oh? Why not?"

Oh, so you're allowed to be seductive?

Not to be outdone, I smiled charmingly: "You are reluctant to betray me."

321.

he:"……"

I:"……?"

He burst out laughing.

Xie Mei failed, I withdrew the expression on my face, and reached out to hit him angrily.

He blocked my attack and said with a smile, "Why are you so daring to speak outside the camera?"

I said angrily, "You don't give in too much outside the camera."

He looked strange: "What's wrong with me?"

A casual sentence or any action you say outside the camera is enough to make the Detachment of Women celebrate the new year happily, okay? !

Thousands of words gathered in my heart, and I was silent for a while, but the desire to eat sugar still prevailed, so I patted him on the shoulder: "It's nothing, the young man is very real, keep it up."

322.

He probably didn't understand what I was babbling about. He shrugged his shoulders and was about to speak when the phone I put on the table rang, and it showed that Lao Huang was calling from next door.

I can't answer this call. I picked up the phone and made a sorry mouth. Seeing him nodding, I took a few steps and picked up the phone: "Mr. Huang——"

323.

——"It's enough to spend enough to spend, and I can earn it myself."

——"I'm not tired, I'm not tired, it's just for filming, so you should pay more attention to your body and stop smoking."

——"No, no, I haven't finished filming this movie yet."

——"I know, I know, I will see you when I have time, or you will come to see me?"

——"All right, all right, I'll let you know if I don't have enough money."

324.

"Have you made any new friends?" I subconsciously glanced at Gu Yiliang, the lights in the stall were not bright enough, and I couldn't see his expression clearly, "Yes, it's good for me, I'll tell you talk--"

While answering in a low voice with a smile on my face, I praised Gu Yiliang angrily in every detail, and then ran to the boss to settle the bill.

325.

By the time I checked out, hung up and came back, the world had changed.

When I spoke to Gu Yiliang, he only responded with the syllable "um".

Gu Yiliang and I looked at each other, but he turned his eyes away.

I walked side by side with him, and he walked neatly, not looking at me.

I poked him on the arm, and although he didn't say anything, it was obvious that he didn't like it.

326.

What's the matter? This is, are you ready to give up before the chaos begins?

Just now you brazenly said that you will eat every meal with me in the future, so you started to be cold and violent to me?

This scumbag who played with my feelings!

327.

I saw him take out a pack of cigarettes, and put them back before I could speak.

I don't understand anymore, but in the time of a phone call, is he being ghosted?

328.

I circled around him, calling like a soul: "Gu Yiliang Gu Yiliang Gu Yiliang Gu Yiliang—"

An uncle who delivered boxed lunches on a tricycle passed me by. He grabbed me and was slightly annoyed: "Look at the car!"

I couldn't stand still, and fell firmly into his arms.

He didn't let go of his arms for a long time, and finally let me go to the inside of the road, and walked on the side of the road by himself.

329.

Ah, it's the familiar Gu Dashou's boyfriend Li!He is right!Calling the soul really works!

I poked him: "Hey, why are you ignoring me?"

He was silent for a long while, and then answered the irrelevant question and said, "Wait and go back and have a good show with me."

me?"

He: "Hone your acting skills."

Me: "Huh?"

He: "Among the powerful faction."

Me: "Huh?"

He: "You can receive more plays."

Me: "Oh?"

He: "The future is bright."

Me: "Me?"

He looked at me with complicated eyes: "I'm serious with you, stop acting like a joke."

I:"……"

330.

I pondered our conversation, reasoning from front to back.

It was about a phone call from me. He sat alone at the table and thought about my professional level. He felt that it was a little bit reluctant to match him, so he was a little unhappy, but he didn't intend to give up on me, thinking about promoting me. Come up and train them to be a pair of business CPs who are like him.

Ah, Gu Yiliang is so kind.

I was moved by my own thinking, and shook his hand: "You are so kind."

He didn't take his hand away, and looked at me with question marks all over his face.

My gratitude was beyond words, and I shook his hand again: "No one will dislike me."

He looked at me more complicatedly.

331.

I hummed a song, and he kept silent, just walking for a short distance.

He looked preoccupied, and every time he took two steps, he turned his head and looked at me hesitantly.

I caught his hesitation and asked, "What's wrong?"

He hesitated and opened his mouth: "How long have you been like this?"

Poor acting skills are innate, I replied: "It's been like this since I entered the industry."

He paused and asked, "Are you... not afraid that others will say about you?"

Is it possible that I haven't seen so many black material buildings, I replied: "Let them say, I'm used to it."

He was silent for a long time, and asked: "...Many people know?"

This question is too strange, I replied: "Isn't this something obvious to all, you know it too."

he:"……"

332.

The air was so stagnant, I looked at him with a puzzled face: "What's wrong?"

He looked into my eyes with a pensive look, and asked in a somewhat awkward tone: "Can't we not do this?"

As for using such a sad tone, is it true that my acting skills are really so bad?

I tilted my head and thought about it, and I still had some confidence in myself, so I pinched his cheek with a smile: "Okay, isn't there you now?"

He stopped abruptly.

333.

I watched Gu Yiliang smoke the third cigarette in the small garden of the hotel with an inexplicable expression on my face.

Didn’t he just teach me how to act? He also proposed it himself. Why is he so bitter and bitter? Is this the persistence and pursuit of art?

When he was about to light the fourth cigarette, I pressed his hand holding the lighter: "Stop smoking, stop smoking, forget it if you don't want to, don't force it."

I smiled: "I'm living a good life like this now, there are movies and money to be made, it's booming——"

He fell into a long silence again, and then, as if suddenly made up his mind, he grabbed my wrist and said solemnly: "Okay, that's it, it's not forced."

I:"?"