Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

Quan Zhilong carried the packaged painting, and went to Li Zhien's house with He Ercheng, and delivered the painting home so that she would not be too heavy to carry it.

The three of them had a pleasant and comfortable afternoon.

He Ercheng, who doesn't like taking pictures very much, rarely relaxes in front of Li Zhien.

Quan Zhilong, who is from the boyfriend's perspective, is holding the phone and ready to move.

Because there was no consent, when He Ercheng caught sight, he held his face in his hands and pouted unhappily.

Quan Zhilong still pressed the button to shoot, but then put away the phone with a smile: "Okay, I won't take pictures anymore."

Lee Ji Eun said: "Didn't you shoot magazines with him in Japan, and even did interviews, now you get angry after taking a few pictures, you are too stingy."

He Ercheng explained: "You don't know. First, out of the 10 photos he took, only one was good-looking. Second, after taking the photos, I sorted them out. Last time the British ones were said to be a photo album. ,I made half of it and asked me to finish it. It doesn't make sense at all."

Li Zhien looked at Quan Zhilong with disdain: "Tucao, brother, you are almost finished with dislike."

Quan Zhilong made a helpless look: "It's just occasionally, not always like this."

After lunch, they all went home. He Ercheng received an unfamiliar network message. It was a text message posted through the network. When she opened it, it was the one from Quan Zhilong holding her hand when she was crossing the road. picture.

He Ercheng didn't think much at the time, but at that moment, both of them acted subconsciously.

There is also a paragraph on it: Is evidence like holding hands a stone hammer?It's okay, I have many more photos like this.

He Ercheng wanted to reply to that person, but it was sent through the Internet, and even if he replied, he would not be able to see it.

No one knows who that person is.

"Er Cheng, express delivery." Not long after returning, Mother Quan and the others had already returned.

He Ercheng went downstairs and looked at a bottle of something wrapped in a delicate packaging bag on the table.

"Is my name written on it?" He Ercheng was not at all curious about what was inside.

"It's a girl in takeaway clothes." Mother Quan said.

He Ercheng thought to himself, then it shouldn't be the case, usually no one is seen.

Quan Zhilong held the scissors, but was curious: "What did you buy?" But she never used her name to buy anything, and no one knew that she lived here except her best friends and family members.

"Since it's for me, I should dismantle it." He Ercheng wanted to take the scissors and open it upstairs.

But Quan Zhilong refused: "Could it be another suitor? You don't go out often recently, since it's yours, I'll see it's no big deal."

Mother Quan made fun of her son's sudden jealousy, and explained: "Looking at the shape of the outside, it should be a bar."

"That's more to be seen. It seems that the last time you drank stomach bleeding and you haven't learned your lesson yet, you still get someone to give you wine." Quan Zhilong cut the tape that sealed the box.

"The friends I know don't know about my drinking, so it's impossible." He Ercheng explained.

"Isn't it, you'll know when you open it." Quan Zhilong studied it, the box was still held up, he lifted it, and took the outer box away.

A disgusting and perverted scene hit the brain.

Quan Zhilong subconsciously covered her eyes, and pressed her face into his arms, not letting her see.

Take off the note above and make the printed font "Are you comfortable? Live in Ouba's house, completely treat yourself as the hostess, shameless, break up, I still have a lot of them, they are all prepared for you, next time When you’re alone, you might be surrounded by people like this when you wake up, KEKEKE~”

Mother Quan hurriedly closed the box again.

How could such a picture be invisible, staring at the box being opened together, a mouse with its eyes open, running in a bottle of red liquid, floating on the water surface, as it moves, the water surface shakes a little...

Such a picture is too shocking, and I will remember it at a glance.

He Ercheng pushed him away violently, went into the bathroom, and emptied all the food he ate in the afternoon.

Quan's mother asked: "Should I call the police, the surveillance should be able to see it."

Quan Zhilong said: "I'm afraid it's an illegitimate meal, or a fan, this will only make things worse."

"Then what should I do?" Mother Quan thought, if it is really the same as the above message, there will be another time.

"Mom, I have to leave in the afternoon. If there are similar things in the future, call the police, but don't let her open this kind of courier. If you are afraid, let Dad do it." After finishing speaking, Quan Zhilong took a picture of the things and the note, As evidence, and then directly disposed of.

Hope it's just a prank.

When he left, He Ercheng had already fallen asleep, and after throwing up in the afternoon, he was in no mood to do anything else, and kept sleeping, but fortunately, he was still in a good state of mind.

In the days after he left, He Ercheng didn't go out, saying that her grandfather had stopped most of her study and work, and the first draft of the book was taken away, but the result has not yet been given.

After that, there were still some inexplicable things sent over, still the same as before, with her name written on them, asking to break up and so on.

Mother Quan hid everything so that she would not see it.

Because he always stays upstairs, his son calls and cares from time to time.

"I want to eat beef noodles." He Ercheng was sitting in the usual eating area of ​​the kitchen, playing a video on his mobile phone.

"Then eat." Quan Zhilong saw through the video that she was a little anxious, that she always messed up her hair, and didn't look at him in the video directly. Feeling motivated.

"I seem to have a cold." He Ercheng said and touched his forehead, his nose was occasionally blocked and hurt a little.

"Take some medicine, there is cold medicine at home."

"Well—I don't want to eat it, I just want to eat beef noodles."

"There's not beef in the refrigerator, but also noodles. Anyway, you're down there, do it yourself, and it'll be done in no time." Quan Zhilong thought the process was very simple, at least it was a trivial matter for her.

"But I'm sick. You don't care about me at all." He Ercheng's fingers kept scratching on the table.

"I don't care about you, I asked you to take medicine but you didn't take it, and I can't accompany you to the hospital." Who said I don't care, but maybe she caught a cold from him last time when he went home. It didn't take long to recover from the cold.

"At least you didn't care about my fever, cough, stuffy nose, headache, etc. You didn't ask."

"Okay, okay, I'm asking now, is there..." Quan Zhilong didn't speak yet.

She said: "37.9 low-grade fever, headache, and stuffy nose, but it cleared up after drinking some hot water. The main reason is that it is difficult to breathe."

"If you have a low fever..." Quan Zhilong didn't quite understand it. In the past, he just felt extremely uncomfortable. When he went to the hospital, he usually had a high fever, and it seemed that he rarely encountered a low fever.

"Physical cooling, just drink more hot water." He Ercheng had already come prepared.

"I'm afraid you'll be bored at home, so I'll take on a job for you." Quan Zhilong only got to the point, but he definitely didn't want to go if he said he was uncomfortable.

"I don't want to go."

really.

"I signed it for you. The variety show "Our Life" where your brother is resident is enough for one episode, and you can't always stay in the room and go out for a walk." He was afraid that what happened last time would affect her. The backlog in my heart has led to the fact that I don't even want to leave the door of the room recently. Except for the meal time, I basically stay in the room.

"Are you going to go out again and let me make friends? Then, did you appear suddenly like last time?"

"Why are you so cute? Even if a writer wanted to write like this, I would have to pay for it during my working hours. No one is in Seoul, so it's impossible."

"I know, do you want me to go?"

"Go, I won't pick you up next time, just treat it as the last time. By the way, put on more clothes when you go. It should be better if Amon is around." Quan Zhilong also knew that the environment there was not so good .

"When? How many days will I have to wait for you when I'm done?"

Quan Zhilong smiled, and knocked on the table impatiently, didn't that mean he missed him. "Well, it's a bit tight. When you finish recording and wake up after sleeping, I'll be by the side."

"Well, that's it, hang up." He Ercheng said lazily.

"Wait, wait...why did you hang up all of a sudden?"

"I've finished talking, why don't you hang up." He Ercheng said that he didn't even give Quan Zhilong a chance to continue speaking, and just hung up.

Then sent a message [Bad signal]

He was so angry that he didn't even have a place to vent, he just lay on the bed.

Dong Yong Pei held the phone and tapped on the keyboard, and said amusedly, "What? You got hung up again?"

Quan Zhilong summed it up: "Mourning!"

Dong Yong Pei got up, took the clothes, and said to him: "It's okay, why don't you continue to pamper you when you go back, and act like a baby to you and give you delicious food."

Anyway, the pattern between them seems to be very depressed, but in fact they are talking about this is bad and that is not good. When they meet each other, it is difficult to separate. Every time before departure, he still comes out from home to dawdle For a long time, everyone was waiting for him.

Quan Zhilong clenched his fists: "How dare she do this in front of me... hum..." with fierce eyes.

Dong Yong Pei couldn't stand it anymore: "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Quan Zhilong turned to look at him.

"Xiaolin is hungry, let's accompany her to supper, or..." Dong Yongpei didn't want to call him at first, but since he asked, let me say by the way, anyway, everyone has a girlfriend, and no one envies anyone.

"Go, go, I'm still going to sleep." Quan Zhilong thought to himself, if such a thing hadn't happened that day, He Ercheng was a little uncomfortable, and he would have brought it out long ago.

But fortunately, he didn't bring it out. Now not only does he look unwell, but he even has a low-grade fever. If it develops like this, the situation will only get worse if he follows him.

Anyway, there is still more than a month left, this year's mission has been successfully completed, and the rest is to enlist in the army after attending Yongbae and Hyolin's wedding.

I can't fulfill my vacation wish before enlisting in the army, and this year is coming to an end.

Guoli Orange ins update: Without you, my world would be broken.

After sending this message, her account was directly logged out.

Quan Zhilong used his mobile phone to read the broken text with a smile, and logged into her account again. After copying the text, he uploaded from his mobile phone the photo he took for her alone when he and Li Zhien had dinner together last time.

Because that kind of smiling face just interprets her current words and mood.

After posting, I was satisfied and then switched the trumpet to like it, and sent a private message: Right, it's all because of me, do you think I won't know if you don't tell me?Just stay by my side and look at me with those eyes.

After clicking send, I hope she can see it when she logs in next time.