It’s almost the Spring Festival, and Zhong Jiuyin received a call from the police station.
It was said that Feng Qing's family called the police to investigate the harassment and threats of black fans and paparazzi. They investigated for a few days and knew that this matter had nothing to do with her, but they still came to ask as usual.
So Zhong Jiuyin talked about the grudge between himself and Feng Qing from beginning to end.
This time I didn’t feel uncomfortable and collapsed, I just told a fact very calmly.
When talking about the police need to make records, there is still time to pause and look at Yan Cheng next to him. He was cooking apple tea in a health pot, noticed her sight, and fed an apple to her mouth.
"What did the police say?" he asked in a low voice.
Zhong Jiuyin ate the apple, shook her head at him, and then continued to deal with the inquiries.
After the events that have happened and the emotions that have collapsed have been mentioned many times, and then the reaction will fade away and become more intense and stable.
It seems that everyone will move from the age of twenty who is clearly distinguished from love and hate to drinking wine to talking about fifty years old back then. The former cries out laughing or laughing, while the latter cries out crying or laughing.
After communicating with the police, Zhong Jiuyin was still sitting there, looking at Yan Cheng's direction without focus.
The apple tea is bubbling, and a fragrance that is different from fresh apples is permeated in the living room. It is accompanied by steam, and it has a warm and comfortable feeling.
Yan Cheng asked: "What are you thinking?"
She told him what the police said: "Feng Qing's parents called the police and wanted to find out what the paparazzi and black fans were harassed and threatened Feng Qing."
Yan Cheng: "What's the matter?"
"Then, it is said that they will take Feng Qing back and live in another place."
"Do you think it's a good thing?" he asked softly.
Her clear but gentle voice, mixed with the scent of hot apple tea, made her feel a little clearer about this winter day.
She walked to the sofa with a smile, and her tone became lighter and lighter.
"It's a good thing. She wanted to force me to withdraw from the circle at the beginning, but now she is the one who has withdrawn from the circle. It's also a closed loop in another sense? I'm too lazy to talk to her, so that's it."
Just as she had never met her in four years in college, she had never signed a contract to debut together, and she applied a layer of mosaic to Feng Qing in her memory, and gradually became thicker and thicker until she disappeared from her memory.
And she just needs to concentrate on her own path and just follow the path she should have taken two years ago.
"If it's a good thing, be happy," Yan Cheng brought her the apple tea. "How many days will you still have before the Spring Festival? Should you not rush home? Should you go out for two days?"
“Where to go?”
"How is it abroad? Go skiing."
“No money.”
“…Why go to the polar regions to see the aurora?”
"Let's talk about it later."
"Who told me last time that if you have time, you would like to go to all the beautiful places in the world with me?"
“…Ah, is there any?”
"I think you have no money, no love, only a mouth."
"You are quite good at summarizing...hey, don't leave..."
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In the last two days before the Spring Festival, Liang Zhi was still working hard, running between the two places, and his rest time was only when he was turning the car.
He is a newcomer or a newcomer with less purpose. He can only work hard to build a foundation in the early stage to accumulate fans and audience connections. As long as there are too many works, one of them will always be seen by the audience. So he will receive all the resources he can receive.
He obeys all arrangements.
Moreover, his busyness is just right for his will, and he can pull him out of the chaotic feelings and wake up.
The next announcement to catch up was three hours later, and he could just sleep because he ran two events before and fell asleep after getting in the car with his seat.
The co-pilot's agent answered a call in the middle, and the voice was lowered, and the driver couldn't hear it clearly, but Liang Zhi seemed to feel something, and he could hear some words while half asleep and half awake, and he was very sure that the call was related to Wan Qian.
He lost most of his sleepiness, just leaned against his seat with his eyes closed, waiting to listen to what the agent would say.
The car drove for about ten minutes and parked outside a private restaurant.
The agent turned his head and saw that Liang Zhi had opened his eyes very clearly.
"What are you doing when you stop halfway?" The lenses were a little reflective, and his eyes couldn't see clearly.
The agent said carefully: "Ms. Wan said she is waiting for you here."
With a mindless sentence, the agent can send him directly to her.
Liang Zhi was tight and closed his eyes again and said, "We have to rush to the next notice, we can't be late."
The agent is a little embarrassed. He knows who has more weight than the big guy and the small announcement.
"You'd better go and meet, at least they helped," the agent heard the whistle and looked out the window, and said, "She's waiting outside and will come over later."
Liang Zhi opened the car door without saying a word, as if he was so annoyed.
The cold wind outside made the leaves fly, and Wan Qian was indeed waiting in front of a car outside the restaurant. She wore a coat on such a cold day. Before she could tie it, her long hair flew when the wind blew, revealing her fair skin on her collarbone.
There is a low neckline inside, I really don't know it's cold.
Liang Zhi pushed down his glasses, pressed the bridge of the nose that was pressed so uncomfortable, and then walked towards her.
They hadn't seen each other for a while, and their faces were full of strangeness.
Liang Zhi maintained a steady tone of talking to his ordinary friends and asked, "What do you have to say? I'm in a hurry to rush to notice."
"Go in and have a meal." Wan Qian's voice was a little hoarse.
I don’t know if I have talked too much, drank too much, or caught a cold.
Liang Zhi was silent and rejected her proposal a few seconds later.
"No. Just say something."
Wan Qian covered her stomach and said, "I stayed up all night for a meeting, but I haven't eaten yet."
He wanted to say what he had to do with him, but Wan Qian took a step further towards him, probably because her feet were a little stiff. She didn't step on her high heels, so she fell to the side. Liang Zhi quickly supported her with his eyes and hands, and his tentacles were cold.
He resisted the urge to ask questions, and saw that she stood firm and stayed away for two steps, and said silently for a moment: "Half an hour. I can't be late."
Wan Qian nodded and said yes, walking ahead and leading the way.
But she probably twisted her feet just now, and her walking posture was a bit strange. Liang Zhi silently stepped forward and helped her again when she opened the restaurant door.
He was actually a little resistant to communicating again, which was nothing more than pulling the wound bloodily for people to see, making it difficult to maintain peace, and once he couldn't stabilize his emotions, he would easily hurt people with bad words.
But he also knew that there would always be a communication and explain the matter clearly.
Wan Qian asked for a private room, but at the beginning he didn't talk about the matter between them, but just asked a few questions about his work.
He also said: "Your high-intensity announcement is not very effective. You can catch up with many activities when filming a good drama. Do you need help? It just so happens that I..."
"Wan Qian," he called her very formally, just like the last time he broke up at the hot spring villa, "I'm not your lover anymore."
Wan Qian looked at him for a while, coughed and poured the red wine next to her.
It was the dry red of Burgundy. Some high-end restaurants that only receive member customers would prepare specially for customers with such preferences. The price was even more expensive than Liang Zhi's two events.
Liang Zhi held down the bottle and didn't let her drink it, just like before.
But what is said is no longer a reminder of concern.
"Half an hour has passed ten minutes. If you have nothing to say, just say it."
"Just treat that period of time as a transaction for you to give me resources, I don't want to pursue it, so don't remember it anymore, just go find someone else."