little widow

An enlarged screenshot directly threw the truth in front of everyone - Cen Jin was the one who found Shi Qi's parents and recorded a video of distorting the facts.

The sinister intentions and vicious methods directly frightened the netizens.

Cen Jin is different from the notorious Shi Qi!

From his debut to his fame, he was an artist with a pure personality.

Even if a video of yelling at the scene was exposed earlier, Cen Jin's fans can still wash their hands: Cen Jin was young and ignorant at that time.

However, the bloody evidence severely slapped the fans who spoke for Cen Jin in the face.

The idol they like is not only impolite, but also a villain who will do anything to defeat his competitors.

The persona collapsed, and Cen Jin lost hundreds of thousands of fans on Weibo, and it was too late for the company to buy zombie fans to make up for it.

Of course, there are also a small group of people who do not believe that the person holding the teleprompter is Cen Jin.

They found countless silver bracelets on the Internet and magnified them to distort them, trying to justify their idols, but no one would believe them except themselves.

Shi Qi walked to the door of the library, stuffed the phone into his pocket first, then found a corner where no one was around, took off his mask, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing that Cen Jin was unlucky, Shi Xi was naturally happy.

And the video was recorded by Cen Jin, so it wasn't completely beyond his expectation.

The two of them formed a bond in the underground garage long ago on the day Gong Xingchuan chose to publicize their relationship on Weibo.

Shi Qi took out his phone from his pocket again, and forwarded the news flying around to Gong Xingchuan.

Gong Xingchuan, who was having a meeting in the conference room, saw the news, immediately handed the report to Chen Han, got up and walked aside.

-uncle?

-Ok?

-is that you?

-Um.

For several minutes, Shi Qi didn't reply to the message.

Gong Xingchuan became slightly irritable.

Before attacking Cen Jin, the man did not discuss with Shi Qi.

In Gong Xingchuan's opinion, a starlet who harbors evil intentions is not worthy of worrying his lover at all.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the meeting room, the howling wind was blowing and rolling spring thunder.

Gong Xingchuan put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, his lips were pursed into a cold line, his heart was thundering, and finally he pushed open the door of the conference room while holding his mobile phone.

Gong Xingchuan recalled Shi Qi's class schedule, and after confirming that he had no classes, he called him directly.

"Xiaoqi."

Shi Qi's muffled laughter rang out on the other end of the phone.

Gong Xingchuan's tense heartstrings broke with a "snap", and then, warm feelings surged in his heart.

"Xiao Qi." Gong Xingchuan called him again, his tone both helpless and indulgent.

Shi Qi asked secretly: "Uncle, how did you find Cen Jin's early video?"

"He has offended a lot of people." Gong Xingchuan implied that there was no need to look for it deliberately, as someone had long wanted to expose Cen Jin.

When Shi Qi heard the words, he continued to laugh.

Infected by his laughter, Gong Xingchuan also raised the corners of his lips: "Very happy?"

"Of course." Seeing a group of students walking in from the library door, Shi Qi quickly put on his mask, turned around and walked to a more secluded corner, "Cen Jin and I don't deal with each other, uncle, it's not like you don't know."

Of course Gong Xingchuan knew, and it was precisely because of knowing that the man ordered the media to collectively expose Cen Jin's scandals.

After Shi Qi laughed, he leaned against the bookshelf and said softly, "Thank you."

He didn't say thank you, but Gong Xingchuan understood.

"No need."

The hoarse voice made Shi Qi's spine numb, and he suddenly wanted to hug his uncle.

But he pretended to be calm: "Thank you."

"Thank you?"

"Invite you to dinner." As soon as Shi Xi finished speaking, he thought it was funny, "Forget it, tell me, how do you want me to thank you?"

He was afraid that Gong Xingchuan would make excessive demands, so he pretended to say to himself: "We are a legal couple, you can't take this opportunity to bully me."

Gong Xingchuan let Shi Qi stop talking, and then said unhurriedly: "I'll talk about it when I get home tonight."

The words whetted his appetite.

The class bell wafted through the library windows.

Shi Qi remembered that he had to go to Fang Yize to report on his studies, so he hung up the phone reluctantly.

He has been studying with Fang Yize for more than a month, and he has a certain understanding of this straightforward teacher.

But Shi Qi still didn't expect that when he walked into the office, Teacher Fang would break the cup angrily because of what Cen Jin did.

"Teacher Fang, let me clean it." Shi Qi picked up the broom and put the broken glass into the dustpan dumbfounded.

"Shi Qi, did you see it?" Fang Yize held his phone, his face sinking like water, "Cen Jin is so serious about the stage affairs! As artists, acting skills are one aspect, and character is another aspect. If we are even human No, he doesn't deserve to appear on the big screen!"

Fang Yize was so angry that he didn't even say hello, and fired Cen Jin, the assistant coach, on the spot.

Shi Qi didn't even get a chance to interrupt the whole process, and he didn't have time to hand in his homework.

After Fang Yize dealt with Cen Jin, he simply gave him three days off, saying that he wanted to adjust his mood, otherwise he would have no face to face the students in the school, because he had found such a teaching assistant for them.

There was an extra three days of vacation, when Shi Qi came home, he forgot to thank Gong Xingchuan, and pestered his uncle that he wanted to go out to play.

Gong Xingchuan asked him where he wanted to go.

"Just in the city."

The wind outside the window brushed Shi Xi's shoulder and blew onto Gong Xingchuan's face, awakening his dusty memories.

—Little Feather.

The church in Linshi carries the dream that Shi lived for many years.

"Okay." Gong Xingchuan nodded, "Let's go to Linshi."

Linshi is close to the sea, and there is a long distance on the expressway, with gray-blue waves stretching along the side of the road.

In early spring, the weather was still very cold. Shixi was wrapped in a down jacket, opened the window a crack, let the wind blow, and watched a few seabirds flying with the car.

Gong Xingchuan asked him to close the windows and turn on the air conditioner in the car.

He refused.

"Breathing more fresh air is good for your health." Shi Qi's voice was pulled a bit funny by the whistling wind, he didn't realize it, and knelt on the seat, irrationally speaking, "Uncle, our lifestyle is already very unhealthy , don't waste your body anymore."

"Why do you say it's unhealthy?"

"There is no reasonable arrangement for that kind of life." Shi Xi sniffed, finally felt cold, obediently retracted his head, and closed the window, "I think it's better to be more restrained in the future, such as resting from Monday to Friday, and doing it on weekends. What do you say?"

What can Miyakokawa say?

Of course, 1 disagree.

Shi Qi didn't expect to hear the answer he wanted from his uncle. He sat in the back row with his hands in his hands. It took him 5 minutes to warm up, and even longer to find a comfortable position, and then he closed his eyes comfortably. repose.

He wanted to go to Linshi and to see his little feather.

Shi Qi doesn't care about the form of the wedding.

But Xiaoyu is a promise made by his uncle three years ago, and he cares very much.

He felt that Gong Xingchuan would also care, but he didn't expect that his uncle didn't drive the car to the church, but found a villa in a scenic area near the sea and lived there first.

The journey was only three days long, and they had very little luggage. Shi Qi dragged his suitcase and ran into the house to wander around.

The strange city, the strange house, and even Gong Xingchuan around him became strange.

"Just turn on the floor heating, don't run around the house with bare feet." The outside is no different from home, only the living room on the first floor is covered with thick carpets. After seeing Shiqi throwing off his shoes, Gong Xingchuan ran around like he was at home , and immediately chased after him, and caught the croaking little peacock on the stairs.

"Want to catch a cold?" Gong Xingchuan hugged him horizontally.

"No." Shi Qi hugged his uncle's neck nonchalantly, and pressed his cold cheek against the man's warm neck, "Uncle, where are we going this afternoon?"

He asked this on purpose.

He was testing whether Gong Xingchuan still remembered their agreement.

Shi Xi was disappointed by Gong Xingchuan's answer: "Go to the beach for a walk."

But he quickly pulled himself together.There are three days of vacation, uncle will never forget their agreement, right?

"Can I go to sea this afternoon?"

"It depends on the weather." Gong Xingchuan looked at the cloudy sky outside the window, "If it doesn't rain, maybe it will be fine."

Shi Qi followed suit and looked out the window: "It doesn't look like spring at all..."

The gray sky is connected with the gray sea, and the whole world exudes a gloomy and cold atmosphere.

Shi Qi withdrew his gaze, his eyes couldn't adapt to the light in the room for a moment, he squinted for a while, only to find that Gong Xingchuan carried him into the bedroom.

"Uncle, you should rest." The car driven by Gong Xingchuan came here, and Shi Qi lay on the quilt, not feeling sleepy, "I won't disturb you."

Gong Xingchuan was not very sleepy, but seeing him throwing off the quilt solicitously, he lay down involuntarily.

Shi Qi obediently got into his uncle's arms, pretending to be a large hot water bottle, and radiated heat with all his strength.

Gong Xingchuan was so teased by him that he really closed his eyes and enjoyed a rare lunch break.

It didn't rain in the afternoon, but heavy dark clouds pressed against the sky, and the boat couldn't go out to sea, so Miyayukikawa took time to take a walk by the beach.

Shi Qi was thinking about Xiao Yu, absentmindedly squatting on the beach to pick up shells, looking at his uncle several times, hesitating to speak.

Usually he behaved so abnormally, Gong Xingchuan would definitely ask why, but today, for some reason, Gong Xingchuan not only didn't ask, but kept changing the topic.

Shi Qi had no choice but to put his hopes on the next day's itinerary.

He was looking forward and looking forward, finally looking forward to Gong Xingchuan driving as if he was going to the church, but when he was about to reach the destination, the man suddenly turned the steering wheel and took Shi Qi to drive in the completely opposite direction for 10 minutes—it turned out that there There is a very famous restaurant.

Gong Xingchuan ate a sumptuous seafood meal with Shi Qi, without mentioning the church.

Shi Qi hiccupped while eating, but felt sad in his heart. He was almost certain that his uncle had forgotten about Xiao Yu.

That's right, uncle is so busy, how can he remember such trivial things?

On the third day, Shi Qi had completely given up any hope.

He sat on the ground and packed his luggage angrily. Gong Xingchuan was on the phone in the living room. Although he couldn't hear what his uncle said, it was just the company's business.

Company company!

Another company!

Shi Qi threw the socks into the box and sighed aggrievedly.

Is his little feather not as good as the company?

After Gong Xingchuan made the phone call, he walked into the room and took a look at Shi Xi, as if he was checking whether he had packed his luggage, and then left again before Shi Xi lost his temper.

Shi Qi held back his anger, and didn't find a chance to vent it until he was in the car. In the end, he pulled out his blindfold in desperation, covered his face, and went to sleep.

Through the rearview mirror, Gong Xingchuan saw the big characters on Shiqi's blindfold: I can't see it, so I couldn't help but laugh silently.

How could Gong Xingchuan not know what Shi Qi wanted?

That's their little feather.

The car was driving smoothly on the coastal road, and Shi Qi's breathing gradually changed from annoyed to steady, and it sounded like he was really asleep.

Gong Xingchuan also took advantage of the gap between parking and waiting for the train to pass by, and looked down at his phone.

Chen Han and He Lan sent messages at the same time: Ready.

Gong Xingchuan took another look at the rearview mirror.

His little Qi was curled up in the back row, his white and pointed chin was hidden in the collar of his turtleneck sweater, like a teenager who just graduated from high school.

Shi Qi is always haunted by contradictory desires.

Both mature and innocent.

The train passed, the signal light glowed green, and Miyayukikawa stepped on the gas pedal again.

He took Shi Xi to find their little feathers.