Tear mole anchor

Because the tickets are one-time, many people will bring some bread, drinks and snacks when they come in. They will stay there for a day before going out, find a place to sit and rest at noon, and continue shopping in the afternoon.

Qiao Yin had two tickets, and he didn't plan to go shopping for two days, so he decided to spend extravagantly and go out for food. He didn't prepare anything in the morning, and came out with his mobile phone.

Originally, I wanted to ask Zong Jin if I wanted to bring him some extra meals, but when I saw that scene, I got angry!

Turning back, he strode outside alone.

At this time, it was no longer raining outside, and it must have stopped for a long time. Some places on the ground that were not flooded by water had become dry.

Qiao Yin searched the surrounding delicacies on Meituan, and found a restaurant with moderate rating and distance.

He ate slowly in the store, and then sat and rested for a while while blowing on the air conditioner, and then walked back to the exhibition center according to the time, but it was still early, and it was not yet time for the afternoon exhibition.

He saw a lot of people sitting on the ground against the wall, and those who were more particular put a leaflet, and some people took a nap back to back, or chatted with the people next door.

Compared with the noise in the morning, the huge hall now seemed empty and lonely.

Qiao Yin walked around, sat for a while on a step with few people and was not too conspicuous, then got up to go to the toilet.

The toilet was already past the peak period of congestion, and the doors of all the compartments were open. He walked to the innermost compartment and solved the three urgent problems. He had just flushed the water and was adjusting the hem of his pants and clothes when he heard footsteps. .

At first the footsteps were very light, and there was no voice of anyone talking, but after a while, I heard conversations.

"Fortunately, there is no one in the toilet at the moment. Otherwise, the news that Wang Lianjun and Zhengzhengjun were blocked by fans in the toilet will spread all over station C tomorrow. This backstage is really true. Why don't you make more toilets?" It's Mr. Seriously.

Qiao Yin heard his voice, and paused when he was about to open the door.

Sure enough, the more familiar voice answered, "It's not that you don't want to wait."

Missing the opportunity, it seemed inappropriate to open the door and go out, so Qiao Yin simply waited for them to leave in the cubicle.

Hearing the two joking with each other again, and then turning on the faucet to wash their hands after going to the toilet, Mr. Zhengzheng suddenly changed the subject again and said, "Your tear mole is good today."

"It's okay." Zong Jin replied, "Practice makes perfect."

Mr. Seriously scolded him for being shameless, and then there was a burst of walking away, and the two left the toilet.

Qiao Yin came out of the cubicle, went to wash his hands in a daze, and stared at himself in the mirror, shocked, disappointed, and relieved. Since he met Zong Jin, the frequency of these expressions on his face has increased rapidly.

He thought to himself, the eavesdropping plot of the idol drama was not a joke, and he was not the only one who knew the secret of the tear mole.

In order to let himself keep this secret, Zong Jin even agreed to post selfies, what is this?You don't think of yourself as a trustworthy friend at all, do you?

Maybe it was a no-brainer at first, but what about now?

Did he already treat himself as a friend, so he asked out for dinner and gave things away, or was it just to make him shut up?

After Qiao Yin got out of the toilet, he didn't intend to continue to hang out. He walked back to the hotel slowly. On the way back, he made all the follow-up arrangements.

He booked a ticket for the evening, then went back to the hotel to pack his luggage, hailed a taxi and went straight to the airport.

In fact, he came here for Zong Jin, and now it doesn't matter whether he stays or not, and he doesn't want to see Zhanzi much, so he probably doesn't have time to talk to him for the time being.

It wasn't the first time he came to this city, but it was the first time he left in such a hurry.

Qiao Yin didn't know why he wanted to do such a thing.Angry?Or feeling too tired?Still, although he doesn't want to admit it, he is indeed crazily jealous of Mr. Seriously.

Too jealous to want to stay in the same city as them.

When he was on the plane, Zong Jin should have just finished signing, maybe he will go to a party with other anchors soon, maybe even when he returns home, his party is not over yet.

He has nothing to do with his life or career, and there is no reason to even look for him.

This is the difference between the two.

It was about nine o'clock when Qiao Yin came home, the apartment was deserted, he was too lazy to clean up, sighed, turned on the light, and lay down on the sofa wearily.

If I didn't have to take a shower, I really wanted to go to sleep and be a less refined messy boy.

Why do people take a bath?He felt that this behavior was a waste of resources and did not conform to the simplification advocated. Why was it not eliminated during evolution?

After thinking about a bunch of messy things and sitting there for an unknown amount of time, the screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up, dazzlingly bright in the dark.It showed that the caller was Zong Zong. Zong Jin asked him out for dinner that day. When they parted, the two exchanged contact information.

He was super happy at the time, and felt that nothing in the remark was worthy of Zong Jin's uniqueness, so he reluctantly chose these two words in the end.

A little innocent and a little silly.

Looking at the incoming call, Qiao Yin didn't really want to answer it, but if he didn't answer it, he might have to call back. Otherwise, Zong Jin would ask why he didn't answer the call, and why he wouldn't call back if he didn't answer... He You will be in an awkward and passive position.

He has experienced this situation many times, unless he never communicates with each other and ignores it to the end, the next time he meets or chats, when he is asked, the embarrassing sour feeling is simply unforgettable.

Later, he would rather answer the phone, but behaved a little more distant, and didn't want to do this kind of thing of replying with his mind again.

After doing some psychological training, Qiao Yin reluctantly picked up the call, but pursed his lips and did not speak.

Zong Jin didn't care, and asked directly, "Where are you now? Are you out for supper?"

"With whom?" Qiao Yin couldn't help asking. After asking, he felt a little regretful. In fact, he couldn't go even if he asked, because of his habitual understanding.

Zong Jin said: "Mr. Seriously, you know me too, come here!"

"Oh, you guys go, I have something to do, I went home early, I'm already at home now, I can't go, you guys have fun." Qiao Yin said calmly.

Zong Jin felt a little weak when he heard his voice, thinking that he was in a hurry to go home, and there was something serious at home, so he hurriedly asked: "What happened at home? Why did you go back so suddenly? Is there anything I can do for you?" ?”

"It's nothing, you go and play, I'll hang up first."

Before Zong Jin could speak again, he heard the beeping sound of being hung up from the other end of the phone, and his expression became strange.

Mr. Serious asked next to him, "What's wrong?"

Zong Jin explained: "He went back and said that something happened at home temporarily."

But he always found it strange that Qiao Yin's tone was neither sad nor dull, but pure and calm, far from his usual carefree image.

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I am the one who likes to reply with my mind. In fact, I have read all your comments, and then... many of them have replied in my heart. Do you feel it?