How could he remember that he went up and pecked him once, Wei Qing kissed him once with his tongue, and then he was pressed down again and kissed him with his nose.
Wei Qing hummed impatiently and said: "You don't know how to count, don't bother remembering such things in the future, I will say it a few times."
"Okay." Yan Chuyang lowered his hands dejectedly, turned around and walked forward, stopped suddenly after walking a few steps, turned his head and said: "I almost forgot to tell you something very important .”
"What's the matter?"
"Tomorrow night, there will be a stage play in our club, which is performed by various anime characters of COS. Do you want to watch it?"
Wei Qing shook his head disinterestedly, "I'm not interested in the second dimension."
"Go." Yan Chuyang raised his eyebrows and said, "Anyway, tomorrow is the weekend, and you don't go to work."
"No." Wei Qing leaned back on the back of the chair, arrogantly said: "What's so interesting about a stage play put on by a group of brats? It must be boring. I'm afraid I'll fall asleep."
"We are all professionals, okay? Go and have a look, what if you like it?"
"No!" Wei Qing casually took a magazine from the coffee table, flipped through it and said, "I'd rather work overtime at home than waste time there."
"Okay then." Yan Chuyang lowered his eyes in disappointment, and sighed, "Actually, I also played a role in the play, and I want you to see it, so forget it if you don't go."
After finishing speaking, the boy ran to the kitchen to look for food without looking back.
The living room fell silent.
Wei Qing's hand holding the book stopped, his eyes fixed on the magazine, but after reading for a while, his thoughts began to wander.
What role will Yan Chuyang play? On stage, is he the same as in life, dazed, soft and cute like a silly cat
No, no, he didn't look at it, what was he thinking about
Wei Qing shook his head, brought his sanity back, put the financial magazine in his hand again, carefully read it twice, then closed the book abruptly, and frowned, thinking,
In fact, you can also go and have a look. Tomorrow is the weekend and the work is over. He should find a place to let go of his thoughts and relax, so that he can devote himself to a new round of work with a more energetic state.
No no no.
Wei Qing suddenly closed the book and threw it on the coffee table with a snap, crossing his arms and thinking
He can't talk anymore, so he definitely won't go, repeating, talking doesn't count, how embarrassing.
Forget it, not going, definitely not going.
next night.
After Wei Qing circled back and forth at the entrance of the theater for several times, he finally couldn't help but leaned in front of the security guard and said, "Mr. Security, I was really invited here, but I came out in a hurry today and forgot to bring my ticket."
The security guard shook his head in a businesslike manner: "Sir, this is an event held by the school. If you are not a student of the school or you are not invited to participate, you are not allowed to enter the school theater."
"I'm really invited." Wei Qing frowned anxiously and walked to a poster of a stage play that was about to be staged at the entrance of the theater and said, "Look at the signature of the staff under this poster, planner, actor banquet Chuyang, this person is my younger brother, my younger brother is performing, how could he not invite me?"
The security guard shrugged helplessly: "I'm really sorry sir, we're also doing business. If you don't have a ticket, even if your wife is performing inside, we won't let you in."
Wei Qing heaved a sigh of relief, pinched his waist and walked around the door a few times, thinking about whether to lower his face to call Yan Chuyang, and when he asked him to come out to pick him up, he suddenly bumped into someone head-on.
"Mr. Wei?" Song Huaiqi yelled in surprise, then quickly stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Are you also watching Chuyang's stage play?"
Wei Qing was stunned, stepped back, glanced down at the invitation letter in Song Huaiqi's hand, and said in a nonchalant way: "Yan Chuyang invited you to watch a stage play?"
Seeing that Wei Qing didn't reach out his hand, Song Huaiqi lowered his hand embarrassingly, smiled and said, "Yes, he has been busy with this for a long time, and I also want to see the results of their club's half-month preparation."
Wei Qing let out a groan, and said expressionlessly, "That's pretty good."
Song Huaiqi smiled, turned around and handed the invitation letter to the security guard next to him. When he was about to go in, he turned to Wei Qing in confusion and said, "Mr. Wei? Aren't you going in? There are still ten minutes before the stage show starts gone."
Wei Qing's eyes flickered, he looked at the sky and said, "I...I'll take a breath outside, and then I'll go in later."
"This gentleman was not invited." The security guard said bluntly, without winking, "He came by himself, without an invitation letter."
"No!" Wei Qing quickly retorted.
Song Huaiqi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "How is that possible? Mr. Wei is the cousin of the planner of this stage play. He must have been invited. There is a misunderstanding."
The security guard shook his head: "Whether there is a misunderstanding or not, he must not be allowed in without an invitation letter."
"Then I'll give it for him." Song Huaiqi suddenly took out another invitation letter from his pocket, "This gentleman is with me."
Looking at the red invitation letter, Wei Qing's face turned blue and then turned pale, "Yan Chuyang gave you two?"
Song Huaiqi was stunned, and said with a smile: "That's right, Chuyang is cute and cautious. I was afraid that I would lose the invitation letter in a hurry, so I gave a double copy."
Song Huaiqi lied, Yan Chuyang only gave him one, and the other was given by his school as a sponsor of the stage play, but for some reason, facing Wei Qing's questioning, he just wanted to tell two lies , to show his closeness to Yan Chuyang.
Wei Qing's eyes darkened, and he said solemnly, "I hear you have a good relationship with Yan Chuyang."
"Of course." Song Huaiqi's tone was gentle, "Chuyang is my direct apprentice, with a simple and straightforward personality, I am willing to be close to him."
Wei Qing clenched his hands hanging by his legs, and after a while he chuckled lightly and said, "Actually...Yan Chuyang is just pretending to be obedient in front of unfamiliar people." After speaking, the man stepped forward After leaving the stage venue, Song Huaiqi was left alone to recollect that sentence in a daze.
The performance is about to start, the lights in the theater have been turned off, and the auditorium is silent.
Wei Qing took the last seat and sat quietly.