"You and Cheng Weizhou?" Jiang Fengyue sneered, picked up a bottle of water from the convenience store shelf, and handed it over, "Don't make it too difficult for me."

"Me and Cheng Weizhou..." Jiang Chuling followed behind him, paused, confused for a moment, "Me and Cheng Weizhou."

"Forget it, it doesn't affect the two of us. I don't know what your plan is? If you can't slap me, what about Cheng Weizhou and me?" Jiang Chuling smiled.

……

Director Zhang has been thinking about it for a long time, and once the filming is over, he said: "The crew will have a holiday tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so let's all go back and adjust our status."

A group of people did not expect this scene, and waited for the next article in silence.

"According to the mood, continuing to shoot is the best choice!" The assistant director disagreed and frowned, "You..."

Director Zhang was irritated: "Consecutive transfers will ruin the performance. The following plot is the most important thing in the whole movie. Go back and adjust it, especially the mentality. Read the script more. I didn't let you play."

"I speak a foreign language?" Director Zhang was too lazy to talk nonsense, "That's it, let's end the meeting."

Hearing that Jiang Chuling was going to be on vacation, he jumped up and down, and when he changed his clothes, his face was full of brilliance, which stunned the girls waiting in the dressing room.Jiang Chuling didn't realize it, packed up his things and went to Qu Ming non-stop.

Pushing open the door, Jiang Chuling paused.

Jiang Fengyue stood outside the door.

He put his left hand in his pocket and his right hand carried a bottle of mineral water, and waited for a long time: "Jiang Chuling, I know you don't like me very much. Since we are the same kind, it seems that you have a sweetheart, so I'll pay you."

Jiang Chuling didn't understand: "What kind?"

He shut the door tightly.

There were only the two of them in the corridor, but it really wasn't a good place to talk.Jiang Fengyue looked around, confirmed that no one was listening to the corner, and stared back into his eyes: "Aren't you crooked?"

Jiang Chuling snorted, too lazy to answer.

Jiang Fengyue forced her to ask: "Like Qu Ming? Does he know?"

"None of your business." Jiang Chuling remained calm and was about to leave.

Jiang Fengyue blocked his way, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Qu Ming asked me to bring you the water. He seems to have drunk it?"

Jiang Fengyue shook the water.

Unscrew the bottle cap easily.

"Hiss, return the water you drank? What, you two are done?"

That tone of frivolous, a little more scrutiny.

The water that Qu Ming brought him? !

Brother Qu Ming! ! !

Jiang Chuling throbbed for a moment, but Jiang Fengyue was so disgusted that he frowned and snatched it away.When pinching the body of the bottle with great force, I can't wait to squeeze out the water inside: "You are so curious, then guess."

Why should a third party be suspicious about the matter between him and Qu Ming?

This is the water given by Brother Qu Ming!

Jiang Chuling stared at the mineral water in his hand, raised his head and drank it in one gulp: "Don't mess with the well water. Let's go."

The water was cold and sweet.Jiang Chuling knew that mineral water would not have a sweet taste, so this taste... Was it because of Brother Qu Ming that he had an illusion in his heart?

He shook his head, full of joy, and no longer wanted to control Jiang Fengyue.When passing by him, he threw the empty bottle away.

The crumpled bottle was lying alone in the trash can.

Jiang Fengyue stared, sneered and shrugged, with a smile that was inevitable.

When Qu Ming came out from the director, he just took off his make-up and went to the bathroom. When he turned around, Jiang Chuling was gone again.

Tang Cheng happened to come from not far away, holding a plastic bag in his hand: "You fucking...you brought it with you when you were filming, are you sick?"

"What?" Qu Ming was inexplicably scolded all over the place, adding fuel to his irritable heart, "Don't bother me, where is Jiang Chuling? Didn't you let you follow him?"

Tang Cheng said, and handed over the plastic bag: "Isn't this the pot of mimosa in your house? I found it in the toilet sink. I can forget it when I go to the toilet. It's my fault."

He snorted: "Jiang Chuling is so grown up, and he's not your son. Is it worth staring at him all day? People can't walk? Do you want to use your feet? It's just a scene, come on, it's not really your wife .”

Qu Ming: "..."

What?His mimosa?

???

Qu Ming's heart sank, and he opened the plastic bag.

Jiang Chuling was rooted and potted, and the leaves were still stained with fresh dew.

Qu Ming:? ? ?

Qu Ming kept a cold face, thinking that Jiang Chuling was going to do something tricky again.But this time the mimosa is no different from the real mimosa, the tiny stems are motionless, and the breeze blows gently, and then they sway.

Shout nothing.

This situation lasted for most of the day.

It has been more than half a day since the holiday Director Zhang said.

Visible to the naked eye, not only did Jiang Chuling not feel green, but the leaves began to wither and turn yellow from the center, and there were some dark spots on the originally green leaves, which looked like wormholes at first glance.

In just a few hours, the whole mimosa was wilted.

"Jiang Chuling?"

Qu Ming frowned, pinching his leaves for the umpteenth time.

But there was no response.

"If you don't come out again, are you really going to be naked at home?"

Threats didn't do anything either.

Without Jiang Chuling, life would not be back on track.Qu Ming, who no longer stayed up late after wearing a book, propped his chin, sat on the balcony with Jiang Chuling for a night, hoping that Jiang Chuling would become a human being, even if it was a baby.Will suddenly appear, running barefoot and calling for his brother.

But nothing.

In addition to moonlight, darkness, and the pot of mimosa.

Nothing at all.

Qu Ming looked haggard.Her complexion was quite good, her face began to sallow, and there were two faint dark circles under her eyes.His chicken-feather-like hair was blown out, and he didn't bother to comb it. He didn't plan to go out anyway.

He obviously hates Jiang Chuling...

What's going on now?

Qu Ming couldn't figure it out, and scratched his head irritably.

A terrible thought popped up in his mind suddenly, and it was out of control—Jiang Chuling, isn't it, the end is approaching?

Jiang Chuling in the book didn't end well.According to the direction of the plot of the book, Jiang Chuling used the original face, used it, and died naturally...

so now?

He didn't dare to think further.

He obviously realized that Jiang Chuling was a troublesome person on the first day he came through the book, and he wanted to live a quiet life by himself from the very beginning.Maybe the day has finally come, but why is he so annoying? !

Qu Ming narrowed his eyes.

Curse yourself a fool.

He knew it was wrong, and finally attributed all of this to - if Jiang Chuling really disappeared, the film would not be able to be filmed, and if the film could not be filmed, he would have to explain his funeral, what a hassle!

right!That's it!

With a slap on the head, contestant Qu Ming figured it out!

Standing in the moonlight, he smoked a cigarette, looked at Jiang Chuling with some amusement and said, "Aren't you pissed? Come out and beg grandpa to tell grandma to cry, maybe I'm soft-hearted, so I'll let you go."

no respond.

the next day.

Qu Ming typed and asked Tang Cheng.

Qu Ming: You said that cats and dogs can go to the pet hospital if they are sick, but how can I save a plant if it is sick?

Tang Cheng: God damn plants are sick...

Qu Ming: Do you think you died in the sun?Killed by bugs?

Tang Cheng: If you die from the sun, buy new ones, and if you are bitten by insects, use insecticide.It's the first time I've heard of plants being sick. Are you laughing at me so I can carry on my legacy?

Qu Ming: Get out.Why are the leaves turning yellow?

Tang Cheng: Huh?What?Your mimosa? !

Qu Ming: ...or what? 【picture】

Qu Ming took a picture of Jiang Chuling in front of him.He conveniently named the picture: Jiang Chuling Nude/Photo.

The picture is being sent... Qu Ming stared at the loading progress bar with deep eyes, thinking to himself: "You give me a living, otherwise your photo will wait to be logged on various websites."

Tang Cheng: Did you water him like a big sun?Did you do well on the set the day before yesterday?

Qu Ming: ...

At the same time, there is a strange message.

It's not the same number as last time.But it can be seen that it is the same person.

[How about it?Do you want to come see me? ]

see your mother.

Qu Ming had an answer in his heart, but he didn't reply.

Go to Qian Keyi's to have a look first, and then make plans.

At night, SlideBar.

Very few people bring takeaways into bars.After all, it is expressly stipulated that it is not allowed to bring outside drinks in privately.Qu Ming wore a mask and sunglasses, fully armed, and once again attracted the attention of the surrounding circle with his impressive height.And everyone looked around slowly, and found that the cool guy was holding a pot of mimosa in his hand.

Everyone is very strange.

Qu Ming ignored everyone's invitations, asked a few waiters with a cold face, and finally found the target person in the most deserted corner of the hotel, beside the bookcase on the wall that was specially blocked.

Sitting in front of the bookshelf was a man in sportswear and glasses, about 40 to [-] years old, not even shaved.

There was a fashion magazine spread out in front of him, and he looked up when he heard the sound.

Qian Keyi.

Qu Ming smiled, and leaned forward in a handshake gesture: "Hello."

Qian Keyi paused, seeing that his hands didn't move: "Who are you?"

Qu Ming wasn't embarrassed, he retracted his hand freely, as if he had shaken it.Are you being polite? It's out of face.After all, there are demands from others, and it is better to be kind and clear about things.

Qu Ming looked at his hands: "You've seen this face before, Jiang Chuling came to see you, still don't you know who I am?"

"Did you talk a lot in private?"

Qu Ming put the mimosa in front of him, squinting.

When Qian Keyi saw Jiang Chuling's withered yellow leaves, his pupils shrank, and he took a step forward: "You! You! Jiang Chuling..."

Qu Ming's eyes darkened.

Sure enough, I know him.

How could Qian Keyi care so much? Jiang Chuling was killed by Qu Ming as he expected for a man of his age!He rushed forward emotionally, and quickly tugged on Qu Ming's collar.Although Qu Ming was physically strong and much taller than Qian Keyi, he didn't really intend to hit someone.

During the tugging and tugging, the opponent made a fatal move, Qu Ming held him down, his eyes were ruthless, and he was a little irritable: "You understand, it's not me. I just came to ask you how to save him!"

Qian Keyi's knuckles turned white and he clucked: "What do you mean?"

Qu Ming let him go, suppressing his anger: "He suddenly behaved like that, I'm here to ask you what to do."

"Why should I trust you?"

"Do you fucking believe me?" Qu Ming sneered, "I still believe you. I'm in a hurry to go to the doctor. If you don't tell me, Jiang Chuling can only wait for death. I asked you to save him , I want him to die, so I just won't come, why waste all my efforts?"

Qu Ming spat, and a fool stuck in his throat.If it wasn't for something asked of him... If it wasn't for him, he would call a hundred idiots today.

Panting for breath, Qian Keyi suddenly calmed down and stared at Qu Ming.

Qu Ming frowned: "Hurry up. You fucking..."

Qian Keyi finally compromised, with red eyes: "Fuck, which turtle did this? Come on, come on."

He said, turning around.

His hands were still shaking.

Qu Ming looked at him for a while.

This reaction... seems like a relative's, right?

Is Qian Keyi also mimosa essence?

Qian Keyi moved a small pot of spider plants on the bookshelf, and in an instant, the bookshelf full of books split open from the middle.

In the middle is a secret passage.

Qu Ming: "..."

Qu Ming followed Qian Keyi in.

Behind him, there was a click.

The bookshelf closed itself again.

Until today, Qu Ming saw so many fantastic events that did not exist in the novel, but could make him, a book traveler, experience all kinds of fantastic events, and suddenly sweated behind him.

Qu Ming realized a bigger problem...

As the original body, Qu Ming, he has no memory of the original body at all?

He didn't know how the original body lived.

What did you think when you raised mimosa?

What kind of friends did the original body have in the past and what kind of life it was.

Not even the reporter who asked the question at the press conference was clear.

……

what.

Qu Ming narrowed his eyes.

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