I rolled over after parallel worlds merged

People are trapped in the car, the car is on the elevated, and there is no signal on the elevated.

Xia Xijin stared at the smiling young man in front of her and fell silent.

Thanks, I really appreciate your helpfulness.

"Mr. Lian Qing, are you going back to the apartment tonight?" The driver asked business-like, breaking the strange atmosphere in the back row.

Lian Qing bent the corners of his lips, his eyes swept over Xia Xijin's body lightly, his attitude could not be refused, and his tone was frank and natural: "No, I will stay at Teacher Xia's house."

Xia Xijin: ...?

Um... That is to say, is it possible, probably, should you need to ask the person concerned first?

"Okay." The driver didn't seem to notice anything wrong at all, stopped and followed the letter, and after getting the answer, he voluntarily shook the small partition very knowingly, providing a relatively private environment for the two of them to make a speech. made outstanding contributions.

Xiao Xia didn't understand.

If I remember correctly, this is the first time the two have met, right?May I ask if there is no one else present besides him who thinks this is weird?

If you don't understand, just ask, is this the level to call the police?

in a hurry.

"The road conditions are not bad at this time. We can arrive there in about four or ten minutes. Does Mr. Xia have any songs you want to hear?" Mr. Lian asked with a modest attitude, but still very familiar.

"No, thank you..." Xia Xijin's resistance was obvious.

But Lian Qing shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't mind the other party's indifference.

Not knowing the other party's purpose, Xia Xijin didn't dare to act rashly, he turned around and sat quietly, apparently the sleepiness just now had completely evaporated.

He looked at the other party quietly from the corner of his eye, and always felt that the other party's face seemed inexplicably familiar. After a while, Xia Xijin suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He turned his head abruptly, and said in surprise, "Lian Qing?! You are the little idol who promoted me!"

Lian Qing applauded him exaggeratedly, as if celebrating that he finally recognized himself, then shook his head and corrected him: "I've already transformed into an actor, limited group, disbanded."

Of course, Xia Xijin, who automatically blocks inquiries related to the entertainment industry, must not be able to tell the difference. He has worked hard to directly match the careers of Lian Qing and idols.

The reason why I can recognize who this person is is purely because, since Lianqing Bodhisattva gave Xia Xijin's comics a wave of shallow marketing, the popularity has started a virtuous cycle, and various cooperation contracts have never been broken. The whole studio is filled with the atmosphere of thriving overnight wealth.

The original small workshop with only more than 20 employees is now planning a "whimsical" plan to change to a larger office building next year, with one floor for office and six floors for pure entertainment.

Of course, just imagine it casually, the actual operation does not exist.

However, this refreshing feeling of turning over is often accompanied by some "feudal superstition" dross.

To put it bluntly, the initial popularity of Xia Xijin's works was given by other small idols. Therefore, everyone in the studio whose year-end awards doubled had a very consistent attitude and decided to regard Lian Qing as a lucky star.

An editor who did not want to be named had a special channel. On the second day after the quarterly bonus was issued, he moved a two-meter-high wooden "shrine" into the collective office area. Instead, it was filled with Lian Qing's portraits and surroundings, and there were even two cotton dolls lying there.

Since then, the painting of Guan Gong at the gate, the statue of the God of Wealth in the rest room, the beckoning cat at the reception, and Brother Lian in the office have become the "four auspicious treasures" of the company.

Don't care if it's psychological or not, and don't care if it's effective or not, anyway, during festivals and festivals, people have to offer offerings and burn incense.

Although Xia Xijin didn't take the initiative to find out, but unfortunately, his work station was right in front of Lian Qing's niche, and he felt a sense of urgency to be stared at every day when he drew the line, and his work efficiency increased rapidly.

Of course, it's hard not to take a look at the colorful flowers above after walking by. After a few months, it's nothing new to get acquainted with a starlet who is not a popular face.

but!

It's okay to let him know how to repay his kindness, but now this kind of behavior that doesn't seem to be a very harmonious society is not so good.

Xia Xijin asked puzzledly, "Why are you here?"

Lian Qing was very sincere: "I've transformed into an actor, and the company gave me an admission qualification, so I can come to the red carpet."

Xia Xijin: "Then you have something to do with me?"

Lian Qing's expression was innocent: "It's okay."

"You picked me up inexplicably, aren't you afraid that Chu Xi will trouble you?"

Lian Qing looked bewildered, and asked cautiously and suspiciously, "He hates you?"

"Ah??" Xia Xijin didn't understand where he came to the conclusion.

Lian Qing: "Otherwise I am willing to help others, why would he bother me?"

Xiao Xia was speechless: ...he didn't understand, but he was faintly persuaded.

The overly taken-for-granted attitude in front of him really made him wonder where to start questioning.

After a few seconds of silence, Xia Xijin asked sincerely, "This is the first time we've met, right?"

Lian Qing nodded.

Xia Xijin: "Then why do you dare to think that I will really let you stay at my house?"

Unexpectedly, Lian Qing tilted his head, as if he didn't understand the meaning of this question. He blinked, looked directly at Xia Xijin, and replied in a normal tone: "Because I want to go."

Xia Xijin: ...

He was shaky but barely able to be strong for a while.

The other party was so upright that Xia Xijin even began to have a little doubt - could it be that the one whose mental state was not quite right among them was actually herself?

The two stared at each other silently for a while in the silent and dimly lit carriage. Xia Xijin finally recovered her voice, and after trying her best but thinking to no avail, she asked the one thing he was most eager to confirm at the moment:

"Well, your entertainment industry..."

"The sicker the brain, the angrier the person is, right?"

Of course, Lian Qing would definitely not be able to answer his question, just like an alcoholic would not admit that he was drunk, a gangster would not admit that he was looking for trouble, and a 176 man would not admit that he was under 1.8 meters.

It is also difficult for most patients to think that they need medical help.

Although Xia Xijin was very speechless and felt that Lian Qing should register as an expert with a male star surnamed Chu who did not want to be named, but the other party directed the driver accurately and drove safely to the door of his unit After that, he still took the other party upstairs.

Lian Qing followed behind Xia Xijin with a faint smile, as if he had done it countless times, the two of them had no intention of talking, and let the lights in the corridor turn on and off.

The elevator closed and opened again. Boss Xia opened the door by himself, but this time he didn't run around outside. He just quietly curled up at the door and waited for the owner to come home, as if he had predicted the special day ahead.

Hearing the movement, the little cat opened its eyes, gave a sticky "meow" twice, and then briskly ran towards the two of them.

Xia Xijin was about to squat down to hug her suddenly filial son, but she passed him by, and jumped into the embrace of the person behind her obediently and obediently.

Filial piety, but not complete filial piety.

Xia Xijin's mood was a bit complicated.

He turned his head hesitantly, looking at the harmonious picture of a person and a cat posting back and forth, and just about to say something, the mobile phone in his pocket, which had been quiet for a long time, rang inappropriately.

It was Chu Xi who called, probably taking the time to check if he was home or not.

Lian Qing hugged Boss Xia, raised his eyebrows quietly, and after Xia Xijin pressed the answer button, he went directly into the room familiarly.

Xia Xijin looked at the back of the other party, and pulled the corners of her lips helplessly.

"Mr. Xiao Xia, have you arrived home safely?" Chu Xi's voice sounded a little tired, but she was still trying to put on a cheerful look.

"En." Accompanied by the sound of closing the door and locking it, Xia Xijin responded lightly, "I just entered the house."

The background on Chu Xi's side was still very noisy, probably at the celebration banquet: "Then you go to bed early, and I will go there tomorrow afternoon."

Hearing this, Xia Xijin froze slightly, thinking of the agreement between the two, he was a little hesitant, he looked at the person sitting on the sofa playing with Boss Xia and playing with the cat teaser, and asked with some guilt: "I'm sorry , I suddenly have a personal matter to deal with, if it can be resolved quickly, can I contact you tomorrow?"

"But you promised me." Chu Xi didn't seem to expect that he would change his mind, and his tone suddenly became aggrieved, "I really have something very important to tell you."

But Xia Xijin was still a little absent-minded, his eyes kept drifting to the other person in the room, as if he was a little eager, but he kept expressing his apologies.

Although Chu Xi was a little disappointed, she would not make trouble unreasonably in this kind of matter, and in the end she just begged for a few words of comfort. Under Xia Xijin's repeated emphasis that "I will definitely find you as soon as I finish the process", In the end, he died down contentedly.

At the celebration banquet over there, Chu Xi, as one of the protagonists, naturally had no chance to sneak in. Within a few minutes, Lu Ming came to remind him three or four times. Even if he was reluctant, Chu star hung up the phone cursingly and went to work hard .

"Chu Xi?" asked the man sitting on the sofa.

His tone was light and airy, and he didn't sound very happy, but he seemed a little disdainful.

"Yes." Xia Xijin responded, and replied truthfully, "Ask me to meet tomorrow."

Lian Qing sneered slightly when he heard it, and said meaningfully: "That's really a pity..."

Xia Xijin paused as he changed his shoes, and he frowned, apparently holding back his anger.

Immediately afterwards, he flicked his coat back on the chair irritably, and said bluntly, "Hokulu, what the hell are you?"

"Lian Qing" looked at him with a gentle smile, gently put Boss Xia on the ground, smoothed the hair on the kitten's neck, patted it on the back, and coaxed: "Go to the house quickly!" I hid here, my father got angry."

After finishing speaking, he slowly turned his attention back to Xia Xijin, and with Xia Xijin's familiar expression, lowered his posture and flattered him: "I made a mistake, brother."

"Don't attack me, okay?"

Although the face of the person in front of him still belonged to that starlet, Xia Xijin could easily recognize his familiar features. His heart tightened, as if someone had squeezed him lightly. It's not even easy to breathe.

It has to be said that Xia Xijin did follow this pattern, and Beilu knew him too well, no matter the current him or the incomplete memory of him.

But he still didn't intend to be angry with the other party.

Xia Xijin sat stiffly across from Beilu, and responded coldly: "Don't call me brother, you are old enough to give birth to me."

Beilu smiled so that his eyes were crooked, and he completely lost the weird attitude he had in the dream in the afternoon, as if after a few hours of calmness, he quickly changed back to a gentle and temperless persona: "Okay, what do you want me to call you?" It's all right."

He paused: "Want to hear me call you daddy?"

Xia Xijin choked.

To be honest, he actually thought about it a little bit, how could a man resist this kind of temptation.

But Hokuriku is obviously bombarding with sugar-coated shells now. If he is really tricked into it, then he probably won't be able to ask anything until the end of today.

The opportunity to listen to someone call you dad is precious, but you still need to be firmer in your will.

Xia Xijin frowned and gave the other party a white look, not intending to make trouble.

Hokuriku met his gaze, couldn't help laughing, raised his hands slightly, put on a posture of surrender, and then said lightly, "I thought you would like me more when I was eighteen or nineteen years old."

Xia Xijin recalled the clips of seeing other images of the other party in the machine, made a comparison, and snorted teasingly: "Choose the cripple among the cripples."

Hokuriku was wronged, he didn't want to refute, and let the other party vent his anger.

The two faced each other in silence, and after a while, Bei Lu took the initiative to ask, "Why did you find out it was me so quickly?"

Xia Xijin's expression was indescribable, and she asked, "Do you think you acted well?"

Bei Lu pouted, noncommittal, he didn't want to act at first, but just happened to hear the interview with Chu Xi, and wanted to tease Xia Xijin.

Xia Xijin raised her chin: "What's the matter with Lian Qing? Is it your vest again?"

Beilu shook his head: "It's just to use his body."

Sure enough, his speculation in the afternoon was correct. Although he didn't know the reason, it was true that Hokuriku could not appear beside him in physical form for the time being.

Xia Xijin thought to herself.

"Why?" he asked bluntly.

Bei Lu's eyes darkened, and his expression was slightly complicated: "I can't tell for a while."

Well, it sounds like an old riddleman.

Having been deceived for more than half a year, old and new grudges piled up. Xia Xijin calmed down a little just now, but suddenly became anxious again.

But before he started to attack, Beilu, as if he knew the future, gently held his hand, and quickly comforted him: "Don't worry."

Bei Lu looked a little helpless, as if there was nothing he could do about it: "Don't be angry, I'm afraid of you."

He flicked Xia Xijin's forehead with the back of his finger, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't know who my character is."

"Before I was restricted by the prohibition, some things I couldn't do even if I wanted to be honest with you." Hokuriku looked a little dark, as if recalling something bad, he slowly raised his head and looked directly at Xia Xi Jin said seriously, "The stripping is almost complete. I finally removed the last bone today. Before the chaos of time and space completely disappeared, I went to Yan and asked for a verbal agreement."

"Our affairs are too complicated to explain." He paused:

"But I can take you directly to see it."

The author has something to say: I am late, I am late, the transitional chapter is really stuck orz

If it's too late after the second update, I'll throw it in the manuscript box and post it tomorrow morning, kowtow.jpg