Why is this so.
Song Yunran was extremely speechless, and was full of thoughts for a while.
He remembered that in vulgar TV dramas, the screenwriter would always arrange all kinds of coincidences, so that the heroine accidentally threw herself into the arms of the male protagonist, and then the male protagonist would smile evilly and say, "Woman, is this your little trick? "
He has always regarded this kind of plot as a joke, but now it is his turn to realize that art is really based on life, and he was ignorant before.
That's the problem with the assignment of roles.
Judging from their identities, no matter how you think about it, it should be Qin Ke lying in his arms.
Oh no, you shouldn't lie down, he silently retracted the preface in his heart.
The boy on the left turned his head and saw the astonishing scene in front of him, he stuttered on the spot in fright: "President Song Song, are you alright!"
While panicking, he didn't forget to pull him up with one hand.
Song Yunran was numb, feeling like a ball that would pop out when hit by someone, pulled back when pulled back, and completely lost control over his body in the face of the absolute weight difference.
After a few seconds of silence, he turned his head and asked, "Are you okay? If you're not feeling well, just say, I'll take you to the hospital first."
Qin Ke smiled: "It's okay, you don't weigh much."
Maybe it was because he had just thrown himself into his arms... No, because of the accidental collision just now, Song Yunran looked at the smile in Qin Ke's eyes and felt that his breathing was not smooth. He took a deep breath, but his restless heart still didn't calm down On the contrary, he jumped more cheerfully than before.
Fortunately, the driver joined the discussion in time and explained to everyone what happened just now.
After listening to the cause and effect, Song Yunran poker-faced and nodded in affirmation: "Not bad, it was handled in a timely manner."
It is better if the arc of the drift is not so large.
After a short stay, the vehicle set off again.
Song Yunran's soul gradually returned to its place, and a slight pain came from the back of his neck slowly.
He hissed, and just about to raise his hand to touch it, Qin Ke's gaze swept over.
"Did you hit it?" Qin Ke asked.
Song Yunran looked at him in confusion, and Qin Ke pointed to his watch: "I was afraid you would hit your head, so I stopped you."
Song Yunran remembered that the back of his neck seemed to have been pierced by something just now. The metal dial was originally E hard, and it was normal to bump it under the impact, so he said: "It's okay, it should be fine after a while."
Unexpectedly, Qin Ke stretched out his left hand: "Let me see."
Song Yunran had no time to refuse, his head was pinned down, and he lowered himself.
There was a "hum" in his head, like a stormy wave rising in his ears, covering all the noisy noises around him, leaving only the skin on the back of his neck, he could clearly feel the other party's fingers pulling the tail of his hair, and finally stopped at the painful place. The position, finger pad lightly stroked a few times.
Qin Ke's voice was close to his ears: "It's a little red here, does it hurt a lot?"
Song Yunran stared at the carpet under his feet, and pursed his lips: "It doesn't seem to hurt anymore."
"Ok?"
"... It's okay, don't touch it."
Song Yunran suddenly got angry for some reason, and couldn't help being angry, "My hair is messed up!"
Qin Ke glanced at him and withdrew his hand.
Song Yunran still didn't raise his head, and the skin that had been touched by someone inexplicably became hot, as if something burning had penetrated through the surface of the skin. The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, he simply scratched his hair a few times indiscriminately, confirming Qin Ke's crime of destroying his hairstyle.
The boy who witnessed the whole process: "..."
In just two minutes, he seemed to realize something, but he dared not say it.
Starting with this screening event, the word-of-mouth journey of "Happy Birthday" officially kicked off.
In the few days before the movie was officially released, film critics from all walks of life who participated in the screening gave favorable comments one after another.
Some people even boasted, claiming that unless there is a dark horse lurking this year, Qin Ke will be the winner of the best newcomer award at the next film festival, and even the best actor nomination is also possible.
For such a high evaluation, netizens are inevitably skeptical.
It is possible for a little-known creative team to produce excellent works with a small talent, but it is a bit absurd for a rookie actor who has never had a masterpiece to point his sword to the best actor.
But it's all a means of capitalism.
The well-informed passers-by dismissed this, rolled up their sleeves and joined the booing team, waiting for Xinghe to be slapped in the face after the movie was released.
Song Yunran has not paid attention to the excitement on the Internet recently.
Since the screening ended, he has been in a state of disorientation for several days, his mind is full of the scene where Qin Ke touched the back of his neck that day, and he is always unable to think about other things.
The night before the movie was released, he called He Ziyou to his house to play a newly bought game, intending to use e-sports to lift his spirits.
The result can be imagined, less than ten minutes after the start, the two quickly decided the winner.
Song Yunran played absent-mindedly, did not propose another game as usual, but sat on the floor, holding the handle and frowning in thought.
He Ziyou thought that Fa Xiao's mentality had collapsed, so he patted his shoulders to comfort An An, who was discouraged, there is always someone better than you in the world, you just haven't found the one you are destined for. "
"Well, there is a darling! He insults the gallery for a ァ
He Ziyou was stunned on the spot, it was hard to believe that he didn't hear the expected rebuttal.
He pondered for a moment, thinking of the recent public opinion on the Internet, thinking that he had grasped the truth, and you will care about the comments of netizens when you come to test it? "
Song Yunran: "What evaluation?"
"That's what they say Galaxy buys good reviews."
He Ziyou took out his mobile phone, picked one at random, and read aloud emotionally, "Listen, 'Galaxy is charged, Galaxy is really charged, and the majority of film critics have said that I am not boasting too blindly. , they give too much.'”
Song Yunran: "..."
He Ziyou: "Oh, and this one. 'Li Tao, Song Yunran is such a prodigal, and when the box office fails badly, will he be hit by his parents in mixed doubles?', hey, someone replied, 'I suggest you don't take it. Be an outsider, let’s have a live broadcast, I’m willing to pay to watch’.”
Song Yunran's attention was barely recalled by the second half of the sentence.
He is now interested in the business that comes with money, and subconsciously asked: "What payment?"
He Ziyou gave him a sympathetic look.
It's over, the scene of large-scale dementia.
It's all due to the evil netizens, who made my IQ even worse.
"Aunt Bai and Uncle Song paid for the live broadcast of beating you up."
He replied angrily, unable to understand, "No, what's the matter with you? You don't usually look like a delicate person. How could you be ridiculed by netizens this time?"
Song Yunran sighed, explaining that he was so angry that he would drink a glass of wine!
"Then what are you in a daze about?" He Ziyou didn't understand anymore.
Song Yunran didn't know where to start.
After being dazed for a while, he put down the handle and crossed his legs, posing for a serious discussion: "I encountered a strange thing."
"Oh? Let's hear it."
Song Yunran pointed to the back of his neck: "I was in the car that day, and Qin Ke's watch knocked here."
He Ziyou was shocked: "He hit you?!"
"?"
Song Yunran shook his head: "No, I fell on top of him at the time. He was afraid that my head would hit the car door, so he put his hand under it as a buffer. So you understand now!"
He Ziyou was even more surprised: "Why did you pour on him?"
Song Yunran became impatient and became angry.
After the other party nodded and covered his mouth, he continued, "I didn't hit hard. He checked it for me, but it was a little red at the time. E is normal. But the strange thing is, I always feel that someone is touching me these days." Neck, I always want to reach out and touch it, so I feel very uncomfortable."
This description is actually not accurate.
Speaking carefully, it should be that whenever he recalled that Qin Ke's fingers touched his skin, there seemed to be an electric current flowing through the back of his neck. It was not uncomfortable, but a subtle tingling sensation.
But his subconscious made him shy to speak out.
He Ziyou frowned, like an old Chinese doctor who encountered a difficult disease.
He crawled behind Song Yunran and took a look, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything, so he stretched out his hand and pressed it a few times: "Do you think it's strange if I touch it like this?"
"Nothing special." Song Yunran reported solemnly.
He Ziyou sat back and continued to ask the doctor: "Then has he touched you before?"
Song Yunran choked up a bit, this kind of question is so strange.
But he still remembered a little bit, nodded and said, "I've touched it a few times, but it wasn't like this before. Do you think I'm suddenly allergic to him?"
"..."
He Ziyou didn't know what to say for a while.
In the past, when faced with such mentally retarded questions, he would definitely laugh out loud.
However, looking at his friend's seriously distressed look at this moment, he was like seeing those children who foolishly asked "how was I born", the innocence made him a little embarrassed.
Embarrassed, but also a little moved.
In the end, He Ziyou decided to announce the diagnosis: "Have you fallen in love with him?"
Song Yunran: "???"
It took him a full minute to understand the amount of information in this sentence, and he jumped up in fright, denying loudly: "How is that possible!"
like? He likes Qin Ke
This is too absurd, Song Yunran thought, since he treats Qin Ke as his son wholeheartedly, it is impossible to have other thoughts about him.
He Ziyou was also taken aback by his strong reaction, and couldn't help being a little shaken by it, explaining that he was in a trance. I read online that it’s like this when you fall in love with someone. When he touches you, you can be happy for a week. You can remember the temperature and strength at that time when you close your eyes. You think about it yourself, right? "
"The Internet is full of nonsense, Basamo, you should avoid going to Internet cafes."
Song Yunran became angry from embarrassment, and vented his anger on this unreliable dog-headed military adviser, "What ghost stories are you telling at night? It scared me to death."
Don't look at He Ziyou's eloquence. In fact, he is just a strong theoretical man.
Seeing that Song Yunran retorted so seriously, he had a plan: "Yes. Doesn't he live downstairs, you go down now and let him touch you again, if there is no response, it proves that we are thinking too much! "
Song Yunran narrowed his eyes: "Are you kidding me?"
"Try it, everyone is a man, what's wrong with touching it." He Ziyou said, "Or are you afraid?"
Fear
Song Yunran laughed when he heard this.
He is a dignified little Mr. Song, what is there to be afraid of.
"You wait."
With the idea of using scientific experiments to verify the conclusion, Song Yunran went down the stairs with arrogance.
Standing outside the familiar gate, Song Yunran swallowed.
When the matter came to an end, he suddenly felt a little nervous, and paced back and forth in front of the door, without ringing the doorbell for a long time.
But at this time, Qin Ke suddenly opened the door as if telepathically.
Song Yunran froze in place, paused and said, "What a coincidence, you want to go out?"
Qin Ke was silent for a few seconds, but in the end he didn't say that his mobile phone had received an early warning from the electronic doorbell, reminding him that someone was wandering outside the house.
He nodded, and replied in a low voice that I need to be there, and Xiao Ke is waiting for me downstairs. "
This is what it means to rush out.
Song Yunran understood this level, knowing that he didn't have much time, he quietly clenched his hands into fists, took a few deep breaths slowly, and told himself not to be nervous.
Just like what He Ziyou said, everyone is a man.
Hold up your chest and let everyone know that Ni is the real father, and it's over!
So, Song Yunran turned his back to Qin Ke, brushed away the hair that was in the way: "Come, touch it."
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