After being reborn as a cat, I kicked the actor

"It's just a coincidence! I said it last time."

Wen Song looked into Qin Shi's eyes with clear eyes and said, "It's like a coincidence like this evening. I just went out to buy a late-night snack, and in the end, I met countless fans downstairs in my community who I couldn't even meet by chance. Man, it can't be that I deliberately approach you, can I? Mr. Qin, don't you think we are very destined?"

fate?

Qin Shi snorted lightly, but didn't speak.Even if Xin Dao is fate, it is also evil fate.

Coincidentally, this kind of thing is really unclear. Wen Song can't give him any other answers, and Qin Shi doesn't plan to ask any more. In short, it's good to make sure that this person has no other intentions, and there is no need to meet again in the future. up.

"By the way," Wen Song noticed Qin Shi's slight expression, and suddenly said, "You asked me so many questions, and I haven't asked the question I wanted to ask you before."

It's just a question, but it's nothing.

Qin Shi said concisely: "Ask."

Wen Song followed suit and said, "Why did you come here? This is not the city center, it's outside the third ring road, far away from your activity point."

Qin Shi looked at him with meaningful eyes: "Are you very clear about my activities?"

This wave was dominated by anti-clients again. Wen Song was a little annoyed, but he didn't show it on his face. He just said: "I don't know, I just don't think this is a place where you, Mr. Qin, could it be... is Mr. Yu asking you?" Did you come here after you revealed where I live?"

Qin Shidao: "He did tell me, but I didn't read too much. As you said, it was a coincidence that I drove here. I met you..."

He paused, glanced at Wen Song, stayed for a while longer on his oily mouth, and continued: "It's also a coincidence."

Sensing his focus, Wen Song felt a little embarrassed, and quietly put the hand holding the skewer behind his back, suddenly remembered something, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked at Qin Shi: "You...in a bad mood? "

This is probably why Qin Shi appeared here. Because he was in a bad mood, he drove aimlessly to reach him.

Wen Song's heart twitched slightly, the word "fate" is really hard to say.

Qin Shi had never smoked in front of him, fearing that the smell of smoke would choke him, and Qin Shi did not have the habit of smoking often, only occasionally when he was in a bad mood, he would always avoid him and go to the balcony, and then Close the glass door before lighting.

Looking at this state right now, he was in a bad mood. Generally, things at work rarely bothered Qin Shi. Wen Song guessed that it was only the Qin family that had to do with it. There was no normal person in Qin Shi's family!

Qin Shi was a little surprised that Wen Song could notice that he was in a bad mood. He was always good at hiding his emotions. The most common comment people made upon seeing him was that he was indifferent. The word indifference alone could cover up all his emotional changes. Only the employees who have been with him for a long time can notice some of his emotional changes.

Wen Song was able to tell in one word that he was in a bad mood, maybe it was just a random guess.

Qin Shiben could refuse to answer, or prevaricate the question, but seeing Shangwen Song Baba looking into his eyes, for some reason, the answer blurted out: "Yes."

"Then... now?" Wen Song stared at Qin Shi with good eyes.

Qin Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, he felt that Wen Song seemed to care about his mood.

"It's okay." He said truthfully.

Wen Song automatically understood this answer as ordinary. He thought for a while, and handed out the hand behind his back and the bag in his hand: "Do you want to have some barbecue? Why can you relieve your worries, only good food."

Qin Shi didn't make a sound, just looked at Wen Song's greasy hands and mouth, and then at the fragrant skewers in the bag. Just as he was about to say no, he heard Wen Song speak again.

"Although it's a roadside stall, it's quite clean. The ingredients used by the boss are all fresh mutton delivered that day. Would you like to... try it? My house is upstairs, just walk in and turn a corner. .”

Looking at him eagerly again, Qin Shi watched, and the way Qin Song Song looked at him suddenly flashed in his mind.

"it is good."

As soon as this word came out, not only Wen Song, but also Qin Shi himself was shocked, and then he felt a little annoyed, but the words of agreement had already been said, and it was difficult to take them back.

Wen Song didn't know Qin Shi's entanglement. Inviting Qin Shi to enjoy the delicious food was a spur of the moment. After the impulse passed, he waited for an answer. He felt uneasy. He wanted Qin Shi to agree, but was afraid that he would agree.

Now that Qin Shi has agreed, no matter whether he thinks about it or not, he will leave it behind for the time being. Wen Song has made a psychological contribution for himself not to be nervous and show his feet, and said with a smile: "Let's go then, remember to lock the car .”

Qin Shi reached into his pocket silently, locked the car, and then followed Wen Song's footsteps under the signal of his eyes.

As Wen Song said, when you enter the community and turn a corner, you will be downstairs at his house. The floor is not high, and you will arrive after a few steps.

drop--

The sound from the smart door lock broke the silence of the two walking up, and the sound from the street outside was cut off after entering the corridor.Wen Song Qing coughed and felt a little embarrassed: "Come in."

Qin Shi took a cursory look at the interior. It was not clean and tidy like most boys' residences. The overall furniture was in log color, fresh and warm took the main tone. It looked very comfortable at first glance, and it was full of life atmosphere.

When I looked at it, a pair of light gray slippers had been placed by my feet.

Wen Song said: "I bought the shoes as replacements, but I haven't worn them."

Qin Shi thanked him, put on his slippers, and stepped into the living room. In addition to the various log-colored furniture, fresh green plants can be seen everywhere. The two pots of unknown green plants on the balcony are very lush. There were some small potted plants on the side cabinet of the coffee table. The only thing Qin Shi knew were succulents.

Sensing his sight, Wen Song smiled, and took the initiative to introduce: "There are two pots of money trees on the balcony. I came here as a layman, but I didn't want to make a lot of money, but at least I want to ensure that the rest of my life will be worry-free."

Qin Shidao: "Everyone has such an idea. Since they are in the secular world, they are all ordinary people."

"That's right." Wen Song nodded, and said this to Qin Shi, but his hands didn't stop. He went into the kitchen and took out the plates and chopsticks. After putting everything on the coffee table, he turned his head and asked Qin Shi Shi: "What would you like to drink? I have soda and beer here, as well as canned cocktail drinks."

Qin Shidao: "I'm driving."

"Okay, let's drink!" Wen Song was so kind, he opened the refrigerator and took out two cans of Coke. Only then did he realize that Qin Shi had been standing where he was. He was a little bit dumbfounded. He didn't know if this person was a disciplined person or it was his first visit to someone else's house. It's uncomfortable to be a guest.

"Sit down, aren't you tired from standing all the time?" Probably after arriving at his home court, or getting used to getting along with Qin Shi as a human being, Wen Songbi felt much more at ease when he was downstairs, and the smile on the corners of his eyes and brows Never stopped.

Qin Shi responded, and after Wen Song sat down, he found a seat not too far away and sat down. A pair of chopsticks were handed to him. The fingers holding the chopsticks were as white as jade, and their nails were neatly trimmed. People who love cleanliness.

A person who loves life and handles everything in an orderly manner will not be the kind of person he thought he would sell himself without limit in order to achieve his goal.

Qin Shi didn't think that Wen Song was pretending at this time. Talking and smiling could be faked, but life couldn't be faked.

At this point, Qin Shi put down his doubts about Wen Song and took over the pair of chopsticks.

I heard Wen Song say: "If you don't want to shovel the skewers in a shameless manner, you can use your chopsticks to put them on a plate and eat them. Oh, by the way, I also grilled eggplants. The grilled eggplants here are delicious. The whole street is just like this." The grilled eggplant at home is the most authentic, try it!"

Wen Song's sincere enthusiasm made it impossible to refuse. Qin Shi picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth. The smell of spices was very strong, which was quite different from his usual eating habits, but it couldn't be said to be unpalatable.

"Not bad." Qin Shi commented.

Wen Song's eyes turned up in an instant: "Looking at you like this, I know that you have never eaten at these roadside stalls, and it is still very happy to eat once in a while!"

Qin Shi pulled the corners of his lips, and a faint smile hung on the corners of his lips.

It is undeniable that because of the Qin family, he had no place to vent his depressed emotions, which was diluted by Wen Song. In the past, he would digest it silently in his heart. From time to time, the old thorn in his heart will remind him of those not-so-good pasts.

Wen Song took in the subtle changes in Qin Shi's eyes, and with a smile on his face, he continued to feed and handed over a string of mutton skewers.

Although he didn't know how to make Qin Shi completely forget about those things, it was still possible to temporarily stop him from thinking about those bad things.

"Thank you, I'll just do it myself."

"it is good."

After Qin Shi said this, Wen Song stopped feeding and took the initiative to find a topic to keep the atmosphere from getting cold.

"Dark Police will be released in the next two days, and I will definitely find time to go to the cinema to watch it!"

Qin Shi paused slightly, and said, "There's no need to waste time for a movie."

He spoke in a calm voice, as if he was talking about his own movie. Wen Song disagreed: "How can it be said that it is a waste of time? For actors, watching a good work is a kind of enjoyment, and it is even more important." A study!"

When a topic related to his job was mentioned, Qin Shi became serious and looked at Wen Song: "Do you just want to be an actor when you are filming?"

Although he didn't say it outright, Wen Song knew that there was more meaning behind Qin Shi's question. Too many people entered this circle, just wanting to be popular, and didn't care how to do it to reach the standard of an actor. Instead, it was gradually forgotten.

"Yes!" Wen Song looked firmly at Shang Qin Shi's gaze: "I want to be an actor, a qualified actor."

Wen Song's eyes and tone at this moment reminded Qin Shi of the Wen Song he met many years ago. They don't look alike, but the same is the firmness in their eyes.

Qin Shi smiled meaninglessly: "Being a qualified actor is not as simple as talking about it, I wish you all the best."

Wen Song looked at him and couldn't help revealing his selfishness.

"Actually, I not only want to be an actor in the true sense, but also want to catch up with a person on the road of becoming an actor. Being able to stand side by side with him is my greatest wish now."