After the rebirth, I formed a CP with Zhuma

Song Liang was too angry to speak.

He realized later that Xie Yi didn't believe him at all.

Just after Xie Yi bumped into him holding Xie Yi's cell phone and asked that sentence again.

Xie Yi didn't believe him.

Song Liang didn't understand why Xie Yi valued a mobile phone so much.

Is it because of that photo?

Because the phone is broken now?

Or is it because the person on the screen saver, that photo, is important?

Or because...

Xie Yi thought that Song Liang would use this matter to blackmail him, so as to blackmail him better?

Song Liang couldn't give an explanation, because he couldn't find the person behind it.

Maybe it was a mistake that caused the current situation.

The only thing he could do was to ask Zhang Xiaocheng who told him about it.

But Song Liang didn't understand.

Who the hell is it? It's just a photo that makes Xie Yi so angry.

Song Liang also wanted to comfort him first: "As long as you ask Zhang Xiaocheng about this matter, you should know..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Yi suddenly stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

Song Liang instinctively pulled him back: "We have to have a good talk."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Yi's wrist was violently thrown away.

"Thanks……"

"I'm in a bad mood now. I hope you don't come to bother me. I don't want to talk about this matter. You don't have to worry about it anymore. Shut your mouth and go back."

Xie Yi was furious all over his body, his tone was still calm, but at the moment he seemed to be trying his best to restrain himself, as if Song Liang's words could instantly undo all the suppression and cause irreparable consequences.

But it was only silent for two seconds.

Song Liang suddenly said, "No."

Xie Yi stopped and didn't look back.

"I don't know how important that photo is to you. I didn't even see who it was at all." Song Liang looked at him straight, his mind was empty, he didn't know what he was talking about, only that he didn't want to be with Xie Yat confronted again.

The appearance of Xie Yi in the previous life circulated repeatedly in his mind, and the scene of being covered in blood was always in his dream.

He didn't want this to happen again.

He said: "If I knew in advance, I wouldn't go through your phone. What I just said is not a lie. If you really want to know who is spreading this thing, just send someone to find out. gone."

Xie Yi raised his hand and wiped his lips with his fingertips.

He knew that he had reacted and hurt Song Liang, but he couldn't calm down now.

"My only problem is that I just frightened you once and broke the phone." Song Liang stepped forward, and his eyes fell on the phone that Xie Yi was holding tightly.

My heart felt blocked again, and the whole atrium was filled with soreness and swelling.

He didn't know who it was, who made him know Xie Yi, but just because of a photo, he was so excited that he almost broke his face.

During the month of difficult construction for him, the unsteady relationship collapsed in an instant.

Who is that?

"If you are willing to give me another chance, I can get someone to fix your phone." Song Liang said that the Qin Chen he knew had this ability, and if Qin Chen came to fix it, he would definitely be able to fix it.

"No need." Xie Yi said, "If it breaks, it will break."

He was obviously still so angry just now, but when it came to repairing his phone, Xie Yi's attitude was very negative.

"It won't be the original phone even if it's repaired."

Song Liang didn't know what he wanted to say, so he could only follow his words: "Then it won't be repaired, just find that person and take another photo."

He was sour in his heart, but his mouth was very tolerant: "You can still buy mobile phones."

"..." Xie Yi frowned.

The whole body seemed to be on fire again.

Song Liang was baffled, and didn't know why he was still angry.

He opened his mouth to ask a question, but a guess suddenly flashed in his mind, and he swallowed the words he hadn't spoken.

Could it be... that person is dead?

"I can't make up shots." Xie Yi took a deep look at him, and finally said as if giving up, "Forget it, I wanted to give up."

Xie Yi was not in a good mood, he didn't talk to Song Liang anymore, he just said that he had to calm down, let Song Liang go back first, and he went back to the bathroom to take a shower.

The icy water rushed down.

Xie Yi's thoughts followed him a long way.

His face seemed clouded, and the corners of his lips were drawn down, as if something he had persisted for a long time came to an end when the phone was smashed.

He didn't want to think about it, but his mind was filled with Song Liang's face.

He was expecting that when Song Liang saw his mobile phone, he could remember that the mobile phone was given by Song Liang.

If Song Liang cared, maybe he could see that the screen saver was Song Liang himself.

He has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, he wanted to give up countless times, dropped his phone countless times, and picked it up countless times.

But Song Liang didn't remember.

Knowing that Xie Yi's screen saver was someone he liked, Song Liang's reaction made Xie Yi feel cold.

Song Liang might not like him.

Maybe never.

Xie Yi opened his eyes, only then did he realize that he hadn't adjusted the temperature at all, the water just washed down was cold water.

He turned off the shower, simply dried himself, put on his clothes and went out.

I secretly said in my heart.

It's not difficult to give up, it's just a lovelorn.

Not the first time.

Besides, he was going to find an opportunity to persuade himself to give up.

However, just as he walked out of the aisle, he saw Song Liang still staying where he was.

He walked over, pretending to be relaxed: "Not going back yet? Want to do two more sets?"

Song Liang stared at him strangely for a while: "Aren't you angry?"

He was obviously very angry just now.

Song Liang clenched his fists nervously, he always felt that what Xie Yi was about to give up was about himself.

Xie Yi smiled and asked: "Why are you angry? If I give up, they won't be able to spread the word."

He smiled, pulled his lips down, and asked Song Liang: "Don't you think so?"

From Song Liang's point of view, he would definitely agree.

However, he heard Song Liang say, "I don't think so."

Xie Yi couldn't open his mouth anymore.

Song Liang looked at him, his voice was a little queasy, something seemed to flash in his eyes, but he lowered his eyebrows and tried to restrain himself: "But I'm really not happy."

He raised his head and said to Xie Yi, "I'm not happy that I broke your things."

Obviously before you said that your things are mine.

Xie Yi's eyes relaxed a little.

"I'm not happy that you care so much about a mobile phone and get angry because of someone I don't know."

Obviously I came first.

Xie Yi opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He seemed to realize something in a trance, but he was not sure.

"Now you want to give up that person again, as if it's my problem, I stepped on you and made you give up, I'm not happy."

Obviously you wanted to give up yourself, but you borrowed my hand.

Song Liang's voice trembled slightly: "Before I came, I checked, and you didn't get along with anyone close."

So who exactly, when exactly, and with what identity, broke into your world?

The strings in Xie Yi's mind suddenly tightened.

He took a step forward, and his voice was a little anxious: "You checked me? Why did you check me? Is it because I'm afraid I'm in a relationship?"

Song Liang really wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, but he just didn't know why.

Xie Yi's giving up seemed like an opening, letting his grievances pour out.

He recalled that in his previous life, when he learned that Xie Yi and Zhuang Rong were together, he drank all the wine hidden at home.

Zhuang Rong loves Xie Yi, he feels uncomfortable.

Zhuang Rong doesn't love Xie Yi, he feels even more uncomfortable.

Song Liang knew at that moment that he liked her, but it was already too late.

The two have already become parallel lines, each other is full of thorns, and there is no possibility of hugging.

However, in this life, he obviously worked hard to catch up, so why is what happened different from what he thought?

Song Liang said: "I'm not happy, I can't be happy."

Xie Yi stared into his eyes and took a deep breath: "Song Liang."

Song Liang raised his eyes, wanted to say something, but swallowed it with difficulty, he looked away, raised his hand and wiped his nose: "Anyway, I'm waiting for you here just to tell you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Yi suddenly interrupted him: "Do you want to know who that person is?"

Song Liang was silent for a few seconds, then refused again: "Didn't you give up? Don't mention it if you don't want to mention it."

"I want to tell you now, will you listen?" Xie Yi raised the corners of his lips instead, and for the first time he understood what a state of a dead tree is in spring.

Seeing that things are turning around, maybe Song Liang will never appear in front of him in this form again if he lets go.

Xie Yi felt as if his heart was on fire, and he could only approach tentatively.

"I don't want to." Song Lianggang almost couldn't hold back his confession, he avoided Xie Yi's sight and just wanted to leave quickly.

But Xie Yi acted as if he didn't notice, and said, "That person is you."

Song Liang paused.

He was stunned for a few seconds, then turned his head to meet Xie Yi's gaze.

He opened his mouth, but the words he said were: "I don't believe it."

Xie Yi smiled, and he handed the phone to Song Liang: "Since you are unhappy and you don't trust me, then I will give you the right to give up."

He said: "You help me decide whether to give up or not."

Song Liang held the mobile phone that was still warm, feeling like he couldn't understand Xie Yi's words.

When he recovered from his daze, he found that he had returned to the room.

There was a buzzing in my mind.

He knew that Xie Yi would like him, but he never thought about it.

so long ago...

Song Liang lowered his eyes and saw the mobile phone in his hand.

Unconsciously, he took out his mobile phone and pressed it to the dial page.

He licked his lower lip and pressed the dial.

Qin Chen's voice came from the opposite side.

"What's wrong? Song Liang, what's the matter with you?"

"Brother Qin, I want to ask, is it convenient for you to fix my phone for me?"

Qin Chen was taken aback: "Your phone is broken?"

"No..." Song Liang said, "I accidentally broke someone else's phone."

"Oh, then see if you can turn it on first."

Song Liang blinked and looked for the charger with one hand.

With trembling fingers, he turned to the bottom of the phone and found that the model of the charging port was different from that of Heicheng's phone, so he took out his bag.

Then I felt inexplicable for a while, how could he have this type of charger.

As a result, my finger touched a cold data cable.

He took it out and compared it, but it was a perfect match.

Song Liang felt strange, the charger of his own mobile phone didn't come from this port, and he had never seen this data cable before.

But he didn't have time to recall, so he quickly found a plug to charge it.

The phone dinged and entered the startup page.

Song Liang: "..."

He explained to Qin Chen embarrassingly: "It can be turned on."

"Then it's no big problem, just change the screen." Qin Chen said, "Come to me if you need anything else. Apart from changing the screen, there is nothing else, right?"

"No, no, I'll hang up first, Mr. Qin."

Song Liang quickly hung up the phone and held up the phone with both hands.

On the other side, Qin Chen came to his senses after hanging up the phone.

He never told anyone that he could fix cell phones.