you don't love him anymore he loves you

In the box of the restaurant, people from the film crew arrived before Zhou Shike. When they saw someone coming in, they didn't need to introduce themselves. Basically, there was no one who didn't know him, so the people at a big round table stood up halfway when they saw Zhou Shike.

Old man Zhao waved at him, "Why don't you come to the crew to see the venue in the afternoon?"

Someone gave up their seats, so Zhou Shike and Yang Shangchen took their seats. After sitting down, Zhou Shike drank a big mouthful of the water handed over, "It's too hot."

The afternoon is much hotter than the morning.

They still filmed scenes from late autumn to winter. The theme of the film was flu many years ago. It was such a hot day, and they wore autumn and winter clothes. Fortunately, most of the scenes were indoors. If they were outdoors, they could directly suffer from heat stroke. .

Old man Zhao poured Zhou Shike a large glass of fruit juice, but said to him, "Squeamish."

After he finished speaking, his eyes swept over everyone's faces lightly, and their expressions were different.

"You don't need me to introduce you? The little bastard Zhou Shike who didn't show up last time, is the boss's precious brother."

Everyone laughed and said they knew each other.

They know each other well, but people don't know them. Zhou Shike is a singer, and they have basically never collaborated.Since Zhou Shike didn't appear much in the company, the number of times they saw him was also very few.

A lot of things about Zhou Shike are hearsay, probably because they have confidence. What they have heard most is about Zhou Shike's temper. Whether it is good or not, it may be like this for talented people.

Half of the people at this table were Zhou Shike's seniors, so Zhou Shike stood up and offered a toast without old man Zhao's reminder.

Yang Shangchen didn't know each other, but he also had a few drinks with him.

One after another came to toast Zhou Shike, Zhou Shike mostly just took a sip, but couldn't hold back the crowd, and in the end it was old man Zhao who stopped the people behind who wanted to toast.

"There's still filming tomorrow, it's not over for you guys."

As soon as old man Zhao spoke, the others quickly returned to their positions.

Zhou Shike glanced at the wine in old man Zhao's hand, "You have high blood pressure, so don't drink it."

Old Man Zhao: "..."

"Go back to Beicheng, little bastard!"

Zhou Shike and Yang Shangchen hid on the balcony to enjoy the cool breeze. The restaurant was next to the Yangtze River, and the colorful lights from the sky above the city were cast on the river.

Yang Shangchen lay on the balcony and clicked his tongue twice, "Looking at it this way, Jiangcheng is pretty good."

"I have time to take you to eat hot dry noodles."

"I only deserve to eat a side? I came to eat noodles?"

Zhou Shike thought for a while, "Tang Dongdong is a true Jiangcheng native, he knows how to eat, let him take you."

Yang Shangchen's face collapsed immediately when he heard the name, "Get out."

While the two were talking, a boy with a handsome face came over, held a glass of wine and said to Zhou Shike: "I... I am your fan, I have listened to all your songs."

Zhou Shike looked at the other party and smiled slightly, "Which one do you think is the best?" His eyebrows and eyes raised, like a monster.

The boy's eyes flickered with a trace of embarrassment, and the knuckles holding the wine glass turned white with tension.

Yang Shangchen beside him sighed meaningfully, and the boy's face immediately turned red.

Seeing that the person was embarrassed, Zhou Shike paused for a moment, then lightly touched the person with the wine bottle, and said softly, "Get lost."

"Why are you talking to him?" Yang Shangchen said contemptuously, "It's like this in all industries now, as long as he wants to curry favor, then he is a fan of the person he desires to curry favor with, and he probably doesn't even know what type of song you sing."

Zhou Shike lay on the balcony and watched the people coming and going on the road below, "It's not easy to ask for food."

"Then you let people go?"

"The attitude is too good, I'm afraid people will knock on my door in the middle of the night," Zhou Shike said with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes, "annoying."

Zhou Shike was a guest on a show last year. He used his brain too much, and his sleep became more and more heavy.

As a result, an artist in the show knocked on the door in the middle of the night. After seven or eight minutes of persistent knocking, Zhou Shike finally woke up. Zhou Shike blew his hair and stared at the person at the door with a hostile expression. In fact, his eyes and mind were all slack. .

Seeing that Zhou Shike didn't speak, the man knelt directly at Zhou Shike's feet because the other party acquiesced.

When Zhou Shike's lower body was held by him, he finally came back to his senses, and kicked him far away. When he heard Zhou Shike call the program director, he didn't even give the other party a chance to speak, and sneered at him.

The next day, I didn't see that boy on the show, and now I heard that he was working as a cashier in a convenience store.

Zhou Shike disliked such things.

Sleeping back and forth in the circle, it's not uncommon for you to sleep with my wife and I sleep with your man, but as long as you don't mess with him, he has the right to be gossip and forget it.

"Cigarette, give me a cigarette." Zhou Shike said in his mouth, his hands had already started to feel in the pocket of Yang Shangchen's trousers.

Yang Shangchen bent over and covered his pocket, "Big sister said that you won't be allowed to smoke!"

"I haven't touched it in three months, hurry up."

After the confrontation, Yang Shangchen was always the one who lost. He carefully took one for Zhou Shike, "Remember to rinse your mouth after you smoke it. Old man Zhao is the teacher of the eldest sister. If he finds out, he will have to sue again."

The two of them hid on the balcony like elementary school students for a long time. Finally, Zhou Shike stretched out and patted Yang Shangchen on the shoulder, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Yang Shangchen: "..."

Zhou Shike is too natural, he was delayed by singing, he should become an actor.

The box originally had its own bathroom, but Zhou Shike didn't want to be caught by old man Zhao, so he went to the shared bathroom in the corridor outside.

The bathroom is very large, and there may be something wrong with the lighting. It is so dim that the light from outside comes in, and the bathroom seems to have no lights on at all.

Zhou Shike held the cigarette between his fingers, and then remembered that he didn't ask Yang Shangchen for a lighter.

I could only turn around and go back to the box to get a lighter.

As soon as he turned his head, he bumped into someone.

"Sorry." Zhou Shike said casually, and was about to go around.

"I have fire." The other party's voice had a strange hoarseness, and the timbre of the voice was rare, and it was a bit stiff and unnatural in the ears.

Zhou Shike was very sensitive to sound, so he raised his eyes to look at the person coming.

The other party was tall, half a head taller than him, dressed in black, on a hot day, even though there was an air conditioner in the restaurant, the temperature was not low enough to wear a coat, let alone a mask and a hat.

But Zhou Shike can feel the indifference from the other party, performance art?

Zhou Shike held the cigarette in his mouth, and the other party lit the fire. He lowered his eyes and lit the cigarette, the fire flickered, and Zhou Shike's long and sparse eyelashes trembled vaguely with the flickering fire.

The opponent's Adam's apple hidden in the collar slid up and down.

The tobacco entered the mouth and entered the throat. Zhou Shike leaned against the wall and slowly closed his eyes, and the strange hoarse voice sounded again.

"Smoking is bad for your health."

Zhou Shike cast a sideways glance at this man, and snorted, "Oh, I forgot to say thank you."

He didn't like other people meddling in his affairs, and the displeasure was already written on his face at this moment.

The person next to him didn't leave. He didn't seem to be coming to the toilet. Zhou Shike looked at him again, and accidentally met the other person's gaze. Although the room was dim, the other person's eyes had an almost paranoid focus.

Zhou Shike shook his hand, and a piece of cigarette ash fell on the back of his hand. He raised his hand and shook it off. When he looked up again, the man had already left.

It seems that they came here specially to lend him a fire.

The man went out, and as soon as he went out, he took off his mask, took off his hat, and held them all in his hands. The paranoid focus on someone in his eyebrows and eyes dissipated, and he returned to his usual gentle appearance.

The feeling of seeing each other again is indescribable, he almost shed tears in front of Zhou Shike.

He strode out of the restaurant, and Zhao Xu, who was leaning on the car door, immediately greeted him, took the hat and mask from the other party's hand, and asked in a low voice, "Boss Fu, have you seen someone?"

Because Zhao Xu felt that Fu Simian was in a good mood now.

Zhao Xu looked up at the sky, it must be raining red today, for the first time in these two years, he saw Fu Simian with a smile on his brows and eyes.

"Did you talk?" Originally Zhao Xu wanted to ask "Ah Ke didn't beat you up this time", but that seemed a little too disrespectful to Fu Simian, so he asked a little more reservedly.

Fu Simian leaned on the back seat, his fingers resting lazily on his knees, with a relaxed expression on his face.

"Ah."

Zhao Xu was also in a turbulent mood, the boss was happy, and only those who worked part-time had a good life, especially a special assistant like him who did everything.

"What did you say?"

Fu Simian: "He wants to smoke, I borrowed a fire for him."

Zhao Xu held the steering wheel and thought for a while, "What else?"

There was a kind of silence in the car, a kind of silence that made Zhao Xu feel embarrassed and felt that his question was too stupid.

So Zhao Xu immediately changed the subject, cleared his throat, and said, "I've already arranged to order fruits for Zhou Shike's crew, and they are all cut according to the best cutting standards."

"It's anonymous. Anyway, it's his fan, and he doesn't know who it is." Zhao Xu said.

But Zhao Xu never got a response.

He looked at Fu Simian from the rearview mirror, and found that Fu Simian didn't listen at all, his eyelids were drooping, Zhao Xu could understand that the person who had been dreaming about him for two years appeared in front of him, even if he just met , he could feel that Fu Simian's breath became gentle and comfortable now.

Zhou Shike smoked a cigarette and went outside to let off steam before returning. Yang Shangchen was playing with his mobile phone when he heard the door open, "Why did you come back?"

"No fire." Zhou Shike sat down, took a sip of water, and looked around, "Where's old man Zhao?"

"Headache, go to the hospital."

"I'll go see him later," Zhou Shike slowly wiped his fingers one by one with a wet towel, "I met a strange man in the bathroom."

Yang Shangchen didn't listen much: "Huh?"

When Zhou Shike talked about what happened in the bathroom just now, Yang Shangchen raised his head and frowned, "A bastard?"

"It doesn't look like it." Zhou Shike thought, he probably didn't have an illegitimate child who was 1.8 meters taller than him by half a head, "Forget it, I'll go first, I'll go to the hospital, and you'll go back to the hotel after eating."

Old man Zhao helped Zhou Shixuan a lot in the company. When Zhou encountered difficulties, he didn't leave. Instead, he gave very important suggestions and opinions. Zhou Shixuan respected him very much.

Yang Shangchen also knew that he told Zhou Shike not to be surrounded by fans, so he picked up a bottle of wine and went drinking with those young actors.

The assistant drove Zhou Shike to the hospital.

Zhou Shike kept reminding him how to get there, and he knew that the navigation was wrong, Xiao Li was surprised: "Brother, how do you know?"

Zhou Shike: "Nonsense, I stayed in Jiangcheng for several years."

Xiao Li said "Wow", but he didn't quite understand that Zhou's family is in Beicheng and Zhou Shike is in Jiangcheng, like a bird without wings, "Do you want to study?"

"Dating." Zhou Shike's tone was flat.

Xiao Li didn't expect Zhou Shike to say the word "love" so casually. He immediately closed the car window, turned on the air conditioner, and looked outside, very defensive. Then he began to gossip boldly.

"With whom, is she pretty?"

Zhou Shike didn't say whether it was a man or a woman, he subconsciously thought that the person was a girl.

Zhou Shike laughed, "He's very handsome."

"Handsome?" Xiao Li repeated silently, "Handsome? A man?!"

"A man..." Xiao Li was shocked by this news. He really couldn't imagine what a man Zhou Shike would like would be like, so that later, when he saw Zhou Shike, he would be curious about what his ex was like. What is it like to be liked by Zhou Shike?

very beautiful?

Should be very beautiful, right?

Zhou Shike's role was on the second afternoon. He got out of the car with an umbrella. Xiao Li and Zhang were blown up by the southern sun. They followed behind Zhou Shike. contrast.

It happened to be the rest time, and the old man Zhao took a drip and dozed off on the edge of the recliner with a fan.

Seeing Zhou Shike approaching, he lifted one eyelid and glanced at him lazily, then closed it again.

"What are you doing here so early? You still have to wait for two hours for the scene," he said, and sighed, "It's broken, not a single good actor in the younger generation has come out yet."

Zhou Shike took the water handed over by the assistant director, "Aren't I?"

"You?" The old man Zhao sneered, "Go and sing your song, your traffic is good, enough to feed you for a lifetime."

"What are you scolding me for?"

"Why is traffic scolding you?"

"Someone said it was your fan who brought fruit to the crew, and I asked someone to keep it for you."

"I haven't eaten any fruit before. It's rare." Zhou Shike said so, but he still couldn't help the old man's kindness. As soon as he stood up, someone had already handed over two boxes of fruit slices.

The outer packaging is white, with a line of letters on it. This is the logo of the most high-end fruit shop in Jiangcheng. The fruit must be imported in season or the best in China. The fruit is also graded according to price. White is the highest grade. , a box of no less than 700 yuan.

"It's a waste."

Zhou Shike was going to high school in Jiangcheng, and it was the first time he ate fruit from this store.

The first time I ate it, it was bought by Fu Simian, and one-third of it was mango.

Zhou Shike unbuttoned the buttons on both sides, opened the lid, white grapes, pineapples, lychees...

This restaurant is the favorite to decorate with mangoes, and there are very few times when mangoes are not included.

This time, no mangoes.