The whole world is knocking me and the queen's CP

As soon as Qin Zhizhen walked away, Ye Zhuyi logged out of the account on the computer and shut it down. The action was done in one go, and then she sat on the edge of the bed in a daze with a love necklace.

Ye Zhuyi had lingering fears in her heart. She didn't dare to think about how Qin Zhizhen would think about her if she found out that all the videos of prostitution videos were made by her.If Zhenzhen realizes these dirty thoughts of hers, how should she deal with herself.

She didn't even dare to think about what Qin Zhizhen would do if she recalled the accident.Once Qin Zhizhen chose to abandon her together in unwanted memories, thinking about it...how would he deal with her.

The sharp corner of the heart hurt a little in the palm of her hand. Ye Zhuyi exhaled slowly. She opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out the box. Putting it in, rubbing the word "Shiyi" in Ai's heart with fingertips.

Ye Zhuyi still remembered that after she bought these two necklaces, Qin Zhizhen had been struggling with what to put in the heart.Later, they discussed the topic of amnesia, and Qin Zhizhen was depressed for a long time because of this topic.Until the day when the summer vacation ended and the school started, Qin Zhizhen wrote these two words on the paper stroke by stroke, carefully cut them out and put them in her own strip.

Picking up Yiyi means eleven, and it also means picking up Yiyi.At that time, Qin Zhizhen said to her: "In this way, I can remind myself that if I lose my eleven one day, I must remember to pick it up."

However, in the end even this necklace was thrown by Zhenzhen in the house that belonged to the past and was not taken away.

Ye Zhuyi closed the box, put it back in the drawer, locked the drawer, and blocked her restless heart.She lay on the bed and looked sideways at the mushroom night light that Qin Zhizhen gave her, which added a little warmth to the night, but she felt that the night was thicker and swallowed up the throbbing feeling that the kiss scene brought her today.

It's just a scene, don't wishful thinking anymore, don't let those fantasies that shouldn't be inflated anymore.Ye Zhuyi kept admonishing herself like masochistic, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

In another room, Qin Zhizhen also tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The word "Shiyi" on the necklace kept flashing in his mind, repeating itself.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Zhizhen finally felt sleepy, her eyelids could hardly be opened, and she glanced at the square electronic clock on the bedside table through the gap.

03:56

Mu Wangning nestled on the bay window, with a cigarette in her mouth, and the sparks flickered on and off. She glanced at the time on her phone, smiled self-deprecatingly, and turned her head to look out the window.

The street lights outside the window were dim, and the neon lights of the film and television base were on all night. On the contrary, it was even darker in the room, and the brightest light source came from the mobile phone in front of her.

The screen was frozen on the interface for adding friends, and Ye Zhuyi had never passed the application.After a cigarette was burned, Mu Wangning picked up the phone and switched to Qin Zhizhen's chat interface. She checked the file, but her hand stayed on the send button and did not press it.

"Give you another chance."

Mu Wangning raised his lips, the smoke was lingering, the screen of the mobile phone went dark, the curtains of the bay window were pulled shut with a "swish", and the room was plunged into darkness.

Until the early morning light, the first ray of light slipped out from the cracks in the curtains, Ye Zhuyi passed her friend application, and Mu Wangning extinguished the unknown cigarette in the ashtray.

She bent her legs and hugged her knees, and stretched out her hands to "touch" Ye Zhuyi's head in a vain way, laughing heartily, her pear dimpled.

"My dear sister." Her voice was so low that she could hardly hear the ending, "I almost sent it out."

In the following two days, the crew filmed two consecutive rain scenes.Perhaps it was because she caught a cold that night while watching the stars, or because she soaked in cold water for a while on the day of taking a bath, and after going through the past two days, she couldn't sleep well with her thoughts on her mind. After two long rain scenes, Ye Zhuyi felt uncomfortable for a long time , top-heavy, chest tightness and shortness of breath.

As soon as the scene was over, Ye Zhuyi's tense nerves relaxed, like a deflated ball, her whole body was deflated, her body was wet, layers of clothes were soaked in water and became thick, hanging on her body, Every step she takes is like pouring lead.

Xiao Qiao handed over the thermos, put the prepared bath towel on her body and said, "Hurry up and change into your costume, you haven't done much work on your body these two days."

There was ginger tea in the thermos, and Ye Zhuyi didn't feel so cold after drinking half a cup.She nodded, and walked to the changing room wrapped in a bath towel. After changing out of her wet and heavy clothes, she didn't feel any better, on the contrary, she felt even more uncomfortable, walking lightly.

Seeing Ye Zhuyi's body sway, Xiao Qiao didn't have time to help her, someone took a step faster.

"You look bad."

Qin Zhizhen reached out to support Ye Zhuyi who was staggering, looked at the trembling body leaning against her arms and frowned.

The familiar scent lingered in her nose, Ye Zhuyi sniffed greedily, resisted her reluctance to back away from the warmth, and said bravely: "I'm fine, but I have a... headache."

The hand on her forehead was slightly cool, and Ye Zhuyi couldn't help letting out a low, inaudible sigh.

"The forehead is very hot." Qin Zhizhen withdrew his hand and said, "Do you have a thermometer and antipyretics?"

Ye Zhuyi bit her lip, deliberately ignoring the sense of loss in her heart, and winked at Xiao Qiao.

Xiao Qiao responded repeatedly: "Yes, yes." She supported Ye Zhuyi, glanced at the shirt hanging on Qin Zhizhen's arm, and said, "I'll take her back to the hotel to rest first. Teacher Qin, you still have scenes to film, don't delay gone."

Qin Zhizhen pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment before letting go of Ye Zhuyi's hand and said, "Okay."

Ye Zhuyi was supported by Xiao Qiao, she turned her head and looked in the direction of the changing room, Qin Zhizhen was standing there also looking at her, with obvious worries in her eyes, Ye Zhuyi felt warm in her heart, like ginger tea in her stomach before .

"Prepare a cup of ginger tea for Zhenzhen."

Qin Zhizhen's role is also a rain play.

"It's already ready, and Lian Rong is holding it." Xiao Qiao said, "When I prepared it for you, I guessed that you would also have a cup for Teacher Qin."

Ye Zhuyi hooked her lips, endured the discomfort and teased Xiao Qiao and said: "Our Xiao Qiao is thoughtful and caring, Huahua wants to enjoy herself."

Xiao Qiao glanced at her shyly, and muttered angrily, "You still have the heart to tease me after this. You are also very considerate, and you still think about Teacher Qin after this."

Ye Zhuyi smiled weakly.

"Ms. Qin is also very considerate." Xiao Qiao said, "She asked me to prepare the bath towel."

Ye Zhuyi's breathing was stagnant, and she felt the burning heat in a burst of coldness.

Qin Zhizhen was still a little worried. Seeing Lian Rong coming over with a shirt, he ordered, "Ms. Ye has a fever. Go back to the hotel and help Xiao Qiao." She paused and said, "Tell me when the temperature comes out." One sound."

Lian Rong quickly digested Qin Zhizhen's words, nodded her head like pounding garlic, and hesitated, "Then, Mr. Qin, you are here..."

"Isn't there still Wenwen?" Qin Zhizhen took the shirt from Lian Rong, "Go now."

Wenwen is Qin Zhizhen's second assistant.

Crying and haggling assigned Ye Yaoyao her most capable assistant, Lian Rong sneaked a sip of candy while being narcissistic, and couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Qin really cares about Mr. Ye."

Qin Zhizhen was taken aback for a moment, she was indeed becoming more and more interested in Ye Zhuyi.

Maybe it's because of some past memories, maybe it's because of something else.

Lian Rong took off the thermos cup from her shoulders and handed it to Qin Zhizhen, saying, "This is the ginger tea that Mrs. Ye asked Xiao Qiao to prepare for you. Don't you want to play in the rain later? Remember to drink it."

Qin Zhizhen's thin lips parted slightly, and something spread out in the depths of his heart, like cotton candy rolling bigger and bigger, winding around.

Even if there is no previous friendship, Eleven is worthy of her attention.

Back at the hotel, Ye Zhuyi didn't have the energy to take a shower, so she went directly to bed and lay down wrapped in a quilt. Xiao Qiao took out the thermometer and took Ye Zhuyi's temperature. As soon as she took the temperature, Lian Rong went back to the hotel suite. She ran back, tired He asked out of breath, "How many degrees?"

Xiao Qiao raised the thermometer and looked at it: "38.7." She turned to Ye Zhuyi and said, "I'll go get the antipyretics."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Lian Rong raised her hand and said, "Teacher Qin asked me to come here."

Xiao Qiao brought antipyretics, and Lian Rong helped Ye Zhuyi sit up.

Ye Zhuyi had a splitting headache and felt extremely uncomfortable. She couldn't recover and repeated: "Specially?"

"Yeah!" Lian Rong nodded frantically.

Ye Zhuyi lowered her eyes to look at the medicine in her palm, and swallowed it with water in one gulp. The fever can be subsided by taking the medicine, and the illness can be cured, but she knows that the rotten thoughts in her heart will never get better again.

Lian Rong typed on her mobile phone to report to Qin Zhizhen.

"38.7 degrees, already took medicine and fell asleep."

When Qin Zhizhen saw this sentence on the set, he was unconsciously relieved.

Ye Zhu fell asleep after taking the medicine, probably due to too much physical discomfort, so drowsy that he fell asleep unsteadily, and dreamed of many past events, like a kaleidoscope, which seemed a bit grotesque during the twisting process.

She once wondered why Qin Zhizhen, who was beautiful and lively, should have no shortage of friends, liked to cling to her who was isolated, and always followed her like a follower.

After struggling countless times, Ye Zhuyi couldn't bear the curiosity and asked Qin Zhizhen.

In the end, Qin Zhizhen said, "I don't know, I just like it. Maybe it's because you look good."

Ye Zhuyi hated her looks the most, they always called her a vixen, but at that time she was glad that she was good-looking.

At that time, the school held theatrical performances, and Ye Zhuyi didn't plan to sign up as usual. First, the class monitor never asked her if she would like to participate, and second, she had no interest.But that year was different, that year there was an extra Qin Zhizhen by her side.

Qin Zhizhen grabbed her hand and shook it left and right, "Just stay with me, I don't want to be a lonely tree."

I could have played the princess, but I don't know if Qin Zhizhen had a brain twitch and had to play the background tree that no one wanted to play.

Ye Zhuyi couldn't bear Qin Zhizhen's soft pleading. On the day of the performance, she and Qin Zhizhen acted as two trees together. The dirty brown paint on her face didn't look good at all.

During the performance, Qin Zhizhen was nervous and didn't dare to stand off the stage. He always peeked at Ye Zhuyi and laughed when he saw it.

Ye Zhuyi was very awkward, and whispered, "Don't look at me, ugly."

"Eleven, be confident, we are the two most beautiful trees on the stage."

Well, there are only two of them on the stage.

As a result, the person playing the princess was standing by the tree, and Qin Zhizhen's words were magnified countless times by the microphone.

The audience laughed.

Ye Zhuyi was very helpless, and with an idea, he made a relief: "We will be more beautiful than princesses when we cultivate to become spirits."

Before the princess could speak, Qin Zhizhen continued, "Yes, yes, yes."

At the end, they both bounced and fell down. Qin Zhizhen fell on top of her, and finally held her face and said, "Are you all right?"

The hand was cool, and it was comfortable to put it on the hot face. Ye Zhuyi opened her eyes blindfolded, and looked at Qin Zhizhen in the blurred vision. She couldn't tell if it was a dream or awake, and she closed her eyes again. .

Xiao Qiao and Lian Rong took turns doing physical cooling for Ye Zhuyi until Qin Zhizhen came back from filming and took over the job.

Ye Zhuyi closed her eyes again and dreamed that on the fifth day after Qin Zhizhen left, a new family was moving things to Qin Zhizhen's former home. Only then did she know that her Zhenzhen would never come back here we go.

She had snatched that necklace back from the new resident's daughter at the cost of her own necklace being torn off by that tyrannical girl.

"It's not worth a lot of money! The baby is like something."

If Qin Zhizhen's little firecracker was there, he would have stabbed the delicate girl until she couldn't speak a word.But her beauty is gone.

In her dream, she was clutching two cheap necklaces tightly like that day, squatting down and hugging her knees.

Ye Zhuyi turned her head to the side and frowned, her body curled up under the quilt.

Qin Zhizhen couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to stretch that beautiful eyebrow, but heard a murmur, "Zhenzhen."

With a hoarse crying sound, Qin Zhizhen's heart ached.

"Liar, you agreed to take me back."

Like a thunderbolt tearing open a gap, memories surged like a tide, and Qin Zhizhen's hand hung in midair.

——"How can I forget such a good eleven."

——"This way I can remind myself to remember to pick up the eleven."

When I was young, my crying voice seemed to be right next to my ears.

During the period after Qin Zhizhen was 10 years old and before she was 16 years old, her memories were scattered, especially the memories about her parents were almost blank.When Qin Zhizhen returned to Qin Zhenghong's side, Qin Zhenghong even invited a doctor for her.

At first, Qin Zhizhen would occasionally think of a little bit, but she always covered her ears and curled up, trembling tremblingly, her whole body was full of resistance.Later, Qin Zhenghong was very distressed. After hearing from the doctor that Qin Zhizhen's headaches were caused by the self-protection reaction caused by rejection of memories, Qin Zhenghong simply refused to let Qin Zhizhen recall them. He asked everyone in the Qin family not to be in front of Qin Zhizhen. Bring up the past.

As time went by, that period of the past was completely sealed because of her unwillingness to face it and her repeated avoidance.

Qin Zhizhen herself never imagined that there would be a day when she would be willing to face the past and remember it all.

Want to know everything about her and Eleven.

She wanted to know why, why she still forgot about such a good eleven, and why the reminder she left for herself ended up in Eleven's hands.

Qin Zhizhen probed Ye Zhuyi's forehead again, this time caressed Ye Zhuyi's eyebrows, and wiped away the tears on her face.

Ye Zhuyi would only reveal her vulnerable side when she was asleep.

"Hey, don't cry, I'm picking it up." Qin Zhizhen coaxed in a low voice.

Ye Zhuyi's tightly knit brows loosened little by little, and she leaned against her palm, rubbing her face lightly.

It wasn't until Ye Zhuyi's fever subsided that Qin Zhizhen left her room. Instead of going back to the room, she went to the top floor to have a breeze.

When Qin Zhizhen reached the top floor, someone was already there, and Mu Wangning sat on the railing under the bright moonlight. For a moment, Qin Zhizhen wondered if Mu Wangning was going to jump off like this.

Hearing the movement, Mu Wangning turned his head to look at Qin Zhizhen, his red lips slightly parted and let out a puff of smoke. Qin Zhizhen saw the corners of Mu Wangning's raised lips amidst the smoke.

When Qin Zhizhen turned around to leave, Mu Wangning said, "Has her fever gone?"

The overly concerned tone made Qin Zhizhen a little uncomfortable for no reason.Qin Zhizhen paused, but she didn't return.Mu Wangning didn't ask any further questions, but continued on his own: "When we were in the United States, she also fell ill once, and she fell asleep in a daze, oh! She even called someone's name, Mr. Qin, you Guess, whose name she called."

When Mu Wangning saw Qin Zhizhen turn around, the smile on her face deepened, and she turned over from the railing. She walked to Qin Zhizhen's side step by step, stood still, and opened and closed her red lips.

Qin Zhizhen's indifferent eyebrows and eyes changed slightly.

The dimples on Mu Wangning's face, like Ye Zhuyi's, bloomed little by little.

"I won't tell you."

The six characters were blown away by the wind.

The author has something to say: Hurry up soon (wait for the author to slap your face)

Qin Shen: Indulging in lust hurts the body

十一：……感谢在2021-02-0800:24:25~2021-02-0920:15:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: holding a fan, 477625321 pieces;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: dynamic light wave biubiubiu, 2 hand-held fans; sara, etc., 474121031;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 26 bottles of Gaotang; 5 bottles of VQ.s, Voodoo Houhou; Alai, 475523011 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!