I can't live, I can't afford to die

Within two seconds, Fang Yizhe replied again: "Where are you going?"

Xiao Xiao sent "the old place" to go there, and threw the phone aside.

Looking at the empty ceiling and thinking for a while, he fished out his phone again and opened Liang Shiwei's message box. The latest message was sent last week.

There was no contact for two weeks, Liang Shiwei was like a wild bird that had just broken free from the rope, and there was no news at all.

Xiao Xiao was surprised that he would gradually become indifferent to each other's indifference.

In the evening, at the bar where Xiao Xiao arrived first, he went to the seat where he usually sat and sat down, and explained to the waiters who followed: "As usual."

Most of the people who go to this bar are people from the circle, and those who are not familiar with the outside can't find this place, so Xiao Xiao is not worried about encountering fans and passers-by. In addition, his seat is far away, and the light in the bar is very dim. , Even if there are occasional acquaintances who come to say hello, most of the time they can still hide away.

When Fang Yizhe arrived, Xiao Xiao's cup of Brandy was almost bottomed out.Fang Yizhe sat down beside him with a smile: "Ms. Xiao is good at drinking."

Xiao Xiao raised his eyelids and glanced at Fang Yizhe, put a few ice trays in the empty glass in front of him, and filled it up: "Brother Yi, I'm late, I'll punish you with a glass."

Fang Yizhe didn't say much, took the cup, touched Xiao Xiao's cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

After a long while, the two of them said nothing more, they silently looked at the people in the scattered booths chatting and laughing at Yanyan.

Fang Yizhe pointed to the left front with his wine glass, looked at a man with a big belly, and suddenly said, "Mr. Qian, are you going to say hello?"

Xiao smiled, glanced at his eyelids, and asked casually, "Which Mr. Qian?"

Fang Yizhe took a sip of his wine, and smiled incomprehensibly: "It's really a hot-sighted person. I used to ask you to be in his investment scene. Didn't you push it?"

Xiao Xiao thought about it intently, and asked Fang Yizhe: "That old fat man who had dinner before? One year ago or two years ago?"

Fang Yizhe looked at Mr. Qian and pondered for a moment, then said with emotion: "Time is so fast."

Xiao Xiao circled the wine glass with his fingers, and also sighed: "It's almost, it's the Chinese New Year again."

Fang Yizhe was surprised: "Is it the end of the year?" He took out his mobile phone and looked at the calendar, he smiled: "I'm so confused about the time."

Xiao Xiao looked at the wine in the glass, under the mottled and colorful neon lights, there was an unpredictable and strange light.He said: "Year after year, why do you remember so clearly?"

Fang Yizhe asked him: "How do you spend the Chinese New Year? Are you recording a program on a film crew or on a TV station?"

Xiao Xiao shook his head: "It's all pushed, I'm a little tired, and I'm going to take a rest."

Fang Yizhe nodded and didn't speak again. After a while, he pouted at Mr. Qian again, and told Xiao Xiao: "This Qian always likes you very much. He met me before and always told me about you. Later, your name His head is getting bigger, probably he doesn't dare to entertain the idea of ​​asking you to play, and he probably won't be able to invite you. He's a very honest person, why don't he just go and say hello?"

Xiao Xiao shook his head.Whether he likes him or not, whether he is sincere or not, what does it matter to him?Just a passerby.

Fang Yizhe sighed again: "Leave a way out." After that, he said nothing.

The two of them sat dryly facing each other, and even drank until the early hours of the morning.

Maybe Xiao Xiao's schedule was delayed too much, and Liang Shiwei also got wind of it, so he called.

Xiao Xiao was lying on the sofa and sleeping. He drank too late with Fang Yizhe last night, so he was a little tired today, and his mind was very dizzy.He took the phone, didn't bother to open his eyes, and asked, "Who?" After sleeping for a long time, his voice was hoarse.

Liang Shiwei asked him: "Is your health not good? How come your voice is like this?"

Xiao Xiao cleared his throat and replied, "I just fell asleep and my throat hasn't opened yet."

"It's noon, why sleep?" Liang Shiwei's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

Xiao Xiao rubbed the center of his brows slowly, and he asked, "What's the matter?"