Hanyu's former boyfriend club

Perhaps it was because the shading effect in the practice room was very good. Accompanied by the sound of the overhead fan, gradually, gradually, she was tired after practicing all afternoon, her eyelids drooped and she fell into a deep sleep.

When An Chuxin woke up again, she raised her hands and pressed the slightly painful forehead, and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. It was already evening, and the sky outside the window was gradually darkening.

There were faint voices in the aisle.

"It's okay to eat once in a while."

She put her hands in her pockets, caught a glimpse of the familiar person inside the glass window out of the corner of her eye, and smiled for no reason, walked to the door and leaned on the door frame and said slowly: "I didn't expect Annaxi to steal food here." .”

In the practice room, her teammate Lin Anna sat on the floor with a big grin, picked up a piece of chicken and bit it lightly, tearing the chicken aside with force. The slightly blanched meat mixed with fragrant oil was rolled up by the tip of her tongue.

On the opposite side sat three female trainees who looked to be in their teens, each eating fried chicken happily, eating deliciously.

The girls hurriedly got up and bowed to say hello, shook their hands, and explained for Anna Lin with a blushing face: "Senior invited us."

Under the dim light, Anna Lin turned her head to look at her team leader, and Su Zhi pulled the bits and pieces of hair behind her ears.

Lin Anna grinned in a big smile: "The children are too thin, and the director asked them to lose weight."

After a few seconds, he picked up another golden chicken nugget, waved his hands in the air and said, "Do you want a piece, Captain?"

"No need, you eat first and I'll go." An Chu was thoughtful, with a faint smile on his thin lips.

There was a faint smell of fried chicken wafting out the door. An Chuxin gently closed the door of the practice room, stepping on the floor of the high-heeled aisle with a rattling sound.

Her gaze swept across the dim sky, she leaned lazily against the fence, and finally caught a glimpse of the bar, and she strolled into the bar with her eyes lowered.

He was a little irritated by the deafening sound of the bar, and there were not many people in the bar under the dim light. Looking around, he saw Jiang Xijian in the corner, bowing his head and pushing towards him.

He might have accidentally dialed the phone to call her an hour ago, before he could hear the voice on the other side of the phone clearly, the semi-drunk Jiang Xijian was already unconscious.

Amid the noisy commotion, there was a hoarse and deep voice.He held his breath unconsciously, not knowing what he was going to say.

He said a bunch of nonsense, and he seemed a little drunk, unable to distinguish the true meaning.I could only hear Song Ji Hyo's name murmured.

Feeling a little worried, she still asked the bartender for his address and came to the bar to find him.

Sitting beside him quietly, she glanced at the pile of empty wine bottles on the bar from the corner of her eye and shook her head helplessly.

He took out a few big bills from his wallet and paid the bill, grabbed his waist with one hand and grabbed his hand with the other, but couldn't pull him up from the chair, Jiang Xijian was full of depression and pushed the woman away and shook her Going home to wake up.

After walking a few steps, he leaned against the bar and fell asleep again. Finally, An Chuxin asked the bartender to help him and sent him to the taxi.

After walking out of the bar and opening the door, a gust of cold wind blows in An Chuxin hurriedly gathered up her clothes, and hurriedly chased Jiang Xijian into a taxi.

Sitting in the taxi and looking down at the scenery along the way, Jiang Xijian had already fallen into a deep sleep in the car. She occasionally exchanged greetings with the driver, handed the change to the driver and got out of the car.

In the end, he came to his studio, took out the key from his pocket and opened the door, and threw Jiang Xijian forcefully on the sofa.

She rubbed her sore shoulders, he was sleeping on the sofa, muttering Song Ji Hyo's name in his mouth, his brows were slightly frowned, and he looked like he was not sleeping peacefully.

I don't care about his emotional entanglements, and I don't care about the past of Zhou Yi's couple, but I just didn't expect that the man in front of me who got into the show because of variety shows is so talented.

Maybe he didn't forget his original intention when he was in the variety show. For musicians, good songs are the most important.

She moistened her throat with warm water in her hand, flipped through the annotated lyrics book on the table, opened her lips and sang the lyrics softly, the lyrics were very exciting and very suitable to her heart.

At the moment after singing, she couldn't bear to put down the lyrics book in her hand. For her, music is alive, and at this second she felt that the notes were dancing wantonly.

The messy lyrics book put the master's hard work into it. She flipped through it casually and saw that there were many good songs, and the beautiful lyrics hit her heart directly.

He pulled a blanket casually, gently covered Jiang Xijian's body, got up and walked to the door to turn off the electric fan, looked back at him who was still sleeping, smiled helplessly, knocked on the door and left.

Although she didn't know why the other party accidentally called her when she was drunk, but after seeing the lyrics, she subconsciously regarded him as a friend, a friend who could communicate with music.

It was very late at night, but she didn't feel sleepy. She walked alone on the street watching the bright lights.

The streets are covered with mist, the laughter of pedestrians flutters lightly in the air, and the "beep" horns of cars are intertwined in this haze.

Even in the middle of the night, the footsteps of the city have not stopped for a moment, the night markets in the alleys are still lively and the windows of the skyscrapers are still bright.

Wearing a hat and a mask, she hurried along without attracting attention.

When passing by the roadside stalls, she randomly bought snacks and drinks and took a shortcut to go home as usual. Although she had a bad stomach, she still wanted to eat these roadside stalls occasionally.

As he was walking, he suddenly saw someone sitting on a wooden chair vaguely in the distance.

When he approached, he found that it was Wang Jiaer, an acquaintance, so he sat down beside him, pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "Why are you here alone?"

He dug out a glass of iced Coke from the plastic bag and handed it to him, waiting for a reply.

Wang Jiaer turned his head to face her, opened his eyes, looked at her, raised the corners of his mouth, smiled, and showed his clean teeth: "It's Chu Xinxi, I'm waiting for my manager to pick me up, and I have to catch a plane later. "

He reached out to take the ice coke and put it on the chair beside him but didn't drink it. He pointed to the string of rice cakes in her hand, pouted and said coquettishly, "I'd rather eat this."

An Chuxin turned his head to look at the other party, and couldn't help but feel a little more puzzled in his eyes: "Are you sure?" After saying this, he passed the rice cake skewers in his hand.

Wang Jiaer tasted soft and glutinous but also very chewy. When he ate it, he was choked by the spicy taste, and sweat dripped from his face.

An Chuxin took an iced Coke and handed it to him: "Here, just drink a little spicy."

He unscrewed the bottle cap and gulped water. The cold liquid slid down his throat, and it took him a while to feel comfortable.

She asked why she wanted to eat rice cakes when she obviously couldn't eat spicy food, but she was teased by the other party saying "Because I want to share what you have eaten."

At night, the light was weak and cast their shadows on the ground behind them. Under the dim light, his thick eyelashes flickered, and the appearance of a young man with bright lips and white teeth could be seen in full view.

A figure approached in the distance, afraid of being discovered by his manager, An Chuxin said goodbye to him quickly and left.

She was walking alone on the road with nothing to do, just now Wang Jiaer's face and star-like eyes were still faintly reappearing.

She stroked her forehead and rubbed her sore temples and shook her head slightly. After seeing so many handsome faces, why bother to be entangled with him, besides, she was a few years younger than her.

In the quiet air, only the sound of An Chuxin taking the key to open the door could be heard, and when she opened the door, there was only darkness facing her.

Diameter went to the bathroom and after taking a shower, his black hair was blown close to his forehead, and he turned off the lamp and lay down on the bed.

When I woke up the next day, there was only a little light in the room, but there were a few small sounds from the desktop. It was the notification tone of the mobile phone text message. When I opened it, the meaning of the short message was clear at a glance.

It was Jiang Xijian who sent the message: "Did you send me back yesterday? Thank you."

She didn't reply to the few words. She looked at the alarm clock showing 06:30, with a dazed expression in her eyes, and suddenly laughed with a bit of sarcasm. She got out of bed, changed her clothes, put on light makeup and hurried out.