the sky is warm

When Lin Youyi recalled that meeting later, his heart ached. If he hadn't known him, Shen Lan might still be alive.

Because we had to go to work the next day, everyone was not too crazy, and went home after playing for a while.

Han Bing didn't go the same way as them. He was standing alone on the side of the road waiting for the bus when he saw a person walking towards him. Because he was facing the streetlight, he squinted his eyes for a long time and didn't see it until he got closer. It was Qin Shi. Mo.

Han Bing's eyes lit up instantly, but Qin Shimo probably didn't see Han Bing, and roared angrily into the phone, shaking Han Bing's hand that was stretched out to pull him, and quickly took it back.

Qin Shimo just turned around and saw him at this moment, and he hung up after saying something to the phone.

"What are you doing here..." Qin Shimo put the phone in his pocket, his tall body blocked the streetlight behind him, Han Bing raised his head and saw the expression on his face clearly, it was the anger and humiliation that hadn't been completely covered up in time, Han Bing guessed that it was probably because of the incident last time.

The last time I was beaten by Han Bing on the street, and later Han Bing learned from the chatter of the customers in the beauty department that a photo of Qin Shimo kissing a woman happened to be a shareholder of his company. wife.

After the photo came out, the shareholder was furious and threatened to block Qin Shimo.

After that, Qin Shimo really couldn't get any catwalk shows.

Theoretically speaking, in his situation, his agent just ignores him, and it is useless anyway, but I heard that the agent still helps him find resources everywhere, but with little success.

Seeing him like this today, Han Bing inexplicably feels distressed.

"I just had dinner, I'm going to..." Before Han Bing finished speaking, Qin Shimo interrupted him.

"Do you have time now?" Qin Shimo scratched his hair irritably, and looked at Han Bing who looked up at him. His round face was so fleshy that he really wanted to go up and pinch it.

"Um……"?

"Have a glass of wine with me", Qin Shimo really squeezed it with his hand, the feeling was better than expected, and he seemed to be in a better mood.

Han Bing touched his cheek with the back of his hand in a daze. It was red, and he didn't know whether it was red or blushing, and his eyes wandered elsewhere.

……

Qin Shimo took Han Bing into a bar.

Han Bing looked at everything here curiously, the dim and ambiguous lights, the man who was tossing and kissing... the man?

He turned to look at Qin Shimo, horrified.

She shyly found a place to sit next to the wall.

A couple beside him were talking face to face, Han Bing turned hot and looked at Qin Shimo.

Qin Shimo was talking on the phone again. This time, he didn't know what the other party said. He got up and looked at the plaque outside the door. He said something to the phone, probably the name of the store.

The waiter came over with the wine they ordered, and Han Bing poured it for Qin Shimo, and poured himself a glass after thinking about it.

He and Qin Shimo have known each other for so long, and they have never had a drink together.

Qin Shimo hung up and walked over, picked up the wine glass and took a big gulp. After drinking, he threw himself into the sofa and remained motionless.

"You..." Han Bing originally wanted to say something that he could tell him, but he didn't know how to get it out of his mouth. Qin Shimo didn't tell him about him, and he heard the news.

Qin Shimo raised his eyelids and glanced at him. Seeing the wine in front of Han Bing, he raised his eyebrows.

"We don't seem to have had a drink together..." He raised his glass and motioned for Han Bing to join him.

Han Bing clinked glasses with him, and tried to take a sip. The citrus scent came out, and he felt that he liked it, so he took another big sip.

Qin Shimo just fell on the sofa like that, squinting his eyes to see him take a sip, and then another sip, suddenly smiled, sat up and asked him: "Is it good?"

Just as Han Bing was about to swallow the wine in his throat, he was frightened by Qin Shimo's enlarged face, and suddenly coughed violently.

Qin Shimo looked at Han Bing, who was flushed and coughing, and felt that he was in a strange mood.

He stretched out his fingers to wipe off a drop of wine from the corner of Han Bing's mouth, took a look and put it in his mouth to suck.

Han Bing watched his movements, and there was a buzz in his head, his face burned instantly, and he was suddenly at a loss.

Qin Shimo was also a little surprised by his actions just now. He glanced at Han Bing a little shyly, raised his head and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

A single man came to their table and wanted to have a drink with Han Bing. Han Bing looked at Qin Shimo awkwardly and didn't know how to respond.

Qin Shimo glanced at the man squinting at Han Bing, put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up and stretched out his arms to hug Han Bing.

The obvious possessiveness made the man pause, spread his hands towards Qin Shimo, turned around and left.

Looking at the man walking away, Han Bing breathed a sigh of relief, and just as Qin Shimo was about to speak, Qin Shimo's phone rang.

Qin Shimo let go of his arm around Han Bing's shoulder, this time he was not so angry, and just rubbed his brows to let him come over.

Han Bing recognized that it was his manager's voice.