However, Chi Song has dropped and the connection is incompetent.
Song Zhihuai hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't be ruthless enough to wake someone up and ask what was going on. He simply gritted his teeth, took his mobile phone, and sent Bai Zhirong a WeChat message: "Help me feed a cat."
Chi Song likes to send handsome emojis when chatting with friends, so Song Zhihuai did not forget to post a handsome and cute photo.
By the way, he secretly flipped through the chat records of the two of them, and found that the two of them really talked about everything.
…and their last topic, which was actually about scientific research.
Chi Song: "Have you seen the news? Gravitational waves are finally observed again. [Song Yingjun waving his claws.jpg]"
Bai Zhirong: "Speaking of some important news, I thought it was the observation of aliens. It's really boring."
Chi Song: "The world belongs to the three-body!"
Bai Zhirong: "Burn you to death heresy."
Song Zhihuai: "..."
At this moment, Song Zhihuai had only one sentence playing in his mind:
—Fuck, Chi Song never talked to himself about gravitational waves.
- He actually talked to Bai Zhirong about gravitational waves.
Seeing the conversation between the two of them, Song Zhihuai directly skipped the thinking step of "ex-boyfriend and current boyfriend's Shura field".
Because he felt that his ex-boyfriend and current boyfriend had a very good relationship.
Soon, Bai Zhirong returned to WeChat, full of condemnation: "Where have you been? Why didn't you accompany me tonight?"
Song Zhihuai: "..." I rely on it.
Of course he didn't know that Bai Zhirong was referring to Chi Song running away temporarily, leaving him and brother Harry for dinner.
Song Zhihuai, who was surging with turbid air in his chest, continued to pretend to be Chi Song: "I have something to do."
Bai Zhirong: "What's the matter with you? Song Zhihuai is here?"
Song Zhihuai: "..."
Song Zhihuai just paused for a while and didn't return. Bai Zhirong understood it: "Oh, no wonder, I'm so happy. Forget it, I'm going to feed you the cat."
Song Zhihuai frowned, realizing that things were not easy, and replied, "Do you have my room key?"
After a while, he received Bai Zhirong's contempt: "I will take care of the front desk, stupid."
After posting this, both sides were silent for a while.
Song Zhihuai rolled his eyes because he was choked, and Bai Zhirong launched a series of text message bombings after reacting for a minute.
"I've borrowed the room card from the front desk and helped you feed the cat. You don't know how I'll open the door?"
"Who are you?"
"... Are you Song Zhihuai?"
Song Zhihuai discovered that don't underestimate any one person, everyone is born as a human being, after so many years of mixing, who is not a good person.
He sighed and replied, "It's me."
Over there, Bai Zhirong replied in seconds: "Chi Song, I'm sorry, I'll block you for one night first."
After that, Bai Zhirong didn't reply any more messages.
Song Zhihua clicked on his WeChat photo album and found that it was blank.
As early as when Song Zhihuai hugged Chi Song and met Bai Zhirong who was waiting in front of the Song family villa on Christmas two years ago, Bai Zhirong deleted Song Zhihuai and changed his mobile phone number, and no longer maintained any ambiguous contact with him.
As a result, the current Song Zhihuai can only face the mobile phone that can no longer be replied, scratching his heart, thinking that Bai Zhirong deliberately soaked his wife's blood ethics drama for revenge.
Chi Song slept very peacefully, without dreams all night, with one arm still resting on Song Zhihuai's belly. After sleeping comfortably, he grabbed Song Zhihuai's belly.
The alarm rang the next morning, he immediately reached out and pressed the mute button, got up carefully, and slipped into the bathroom with small steps along the wall. When he woke up, he leaned down and slapped lightly on his forehead.
The little daughter-in-law ran away sweetly, and Song Zhihuai was too sweet to him.
... Maybe it's because my daughter-in-law is hurting her that she has a good relationship with Bai Zhirong.
Song Zhihuai, who had dark circles under his eyes and hadn't slept all night, finally found a reasonable explanation, calmed down, and went to sleep deeply.
Before going to bed, Song Zhihuai thought in a daze, how could he have lost sleep for a long time because of such a specious and shabby thing
…Love is really annoying.
It was still early. After getting in the taxi back to the crew, Chi Song turned over his phone and found the conversation between the two last night. He felt a little stunned, and immediately called Bai Zhirong to explain that he was too sleepy last night. , only asked Song Zhihuai to send him a WeChat.
Bai Zhirong was relieved a little: "I thought he was flipping through your phone."
Chi Song smiled embarrassedly: "Get me out of the little dark room."
Bai Zhirong: "Yes."
Chi Song paused and asked, "How was dinner with Brother Harry yesterday?"
Bai Zhirong was strangely silent for a moment: "Well, the meal is okay."
Chi Song's heart blossomed immediately: "What about people? How are people?"
Bai Zhirong: "...Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Seeing that Brother Harry, who has been single for many years, has the opportunity to leave the list, Chi Song naturally tried his best to sell it: "Brother Harry also has dogs!"
Bai Zhirong: "Well, I've seen the photo, little Pomeranian. A man with such big chest muscles raises Pomeranian, huh."
Chi Song was happy: "You just stare at other people's chests, hahahahaha."
Bai Zhirong: "...I won't let you out of the little black room, goodbye."
Bai Zhirong did what he said, and really locked Chi Song in the small dark room for a day, and didn't release Chi Song until the end of the show at night.
And Chi Song was a little restless all day today. He returned to the hotel where he was staying in the nanny car. As soon as he got out of the car, he hurried out. Cai Qingqing couldn't even shout after calling: "Hey, hey, where are you going? "
Chi Song turned around and said, "...My family is waiting for me."
He didn't even want to wait for a short time to get up the elevator from the underground parking lot. He took out a disposable mask from his pocket and took two steps up.
When filming today, although the mood was not stable, Chi Song was in a particularly good state, and almost all the scenes were passed.
Not to mention Lu Yuan, even the chief director of Group A praised him twice: "Chi Song, okay. This look is quite on point."
Chi Song thought, of course it's in place. He sees everyone like Mr. Song today, one is more amiable than the other.
In the past, Chi Song didn't know what it was like for Xiaobiesheng to be newly married, but now he finally understands.
—It’s probably like the feeling of an old glutton who saw a pot of fragrant hot pot suddenly appearing in front of him after losing weight for several days.
Chi Song ran out of the hotel, ready to hit a car with Didi, and went straight to the hotel where Song Zhihuai was.
As he was orienting himself, a black sedan phantom appeared beside him.
Soon, the windows rolled down.
Song Zhihuai pursed his lips and smiled at Chi Song: "Sir, do you want to take a taxi?"
Surprised and delighted, Chi Song quickly got into the back seat. After sitting down, he didn't say a word, just stuck in the gap between the driver's seat and the passenger's seat and looked at Song Zhihuai's face sweetly.
Song Zhihuai reluctantly touched Chi Song's hair: "... The legs are not long, how can you run like a rabbit."
Song Zhihuai had been dormant in the underground parking garage of Chi Song Hotel for a long time, just to wait for him to come back. Who would have thought that Chi Song would run away like a rabbit when the car moved, but Song Zhihuai honked the horn several times and he didn't hear him.
As soon as Song Zhihuai mentioned the rabbit, Chi Song thought of the rabbit ear play.
He blushed and pushed the back of the driver's seat: "Where did you get this car?"
Song Zhihuai said, "I borrowed it from my local buddy. Let's go, my husband will take you for a ride."
As soon as the joy passed, Chi Song became nervous again.
Just now he ran out of the hotel in a hurry, which was quite eye-catching. After thinking about it, he felt a little guilty: "...There should be paparazzi around here. I just... Was it too obvious?"
Song Zhihuai recalled Chi Song's flushed face with excitement when he rolled down the window glass just now, and deliberately teased him: "What do you think?"
Chi Song glanced at the rearview mirror and rubbed his face nervously.
Song Zhihuai's heart softened immediately, he held the steering wheel with both hands, and said, "...the photos that you really don't want to be exposed will not be exposed, don't worry."
The relationship between the paparazzi is also intertwined. When breaking the news, it is not the same as the melon-eating masses, just to be happy. In most cases, as long as there is money to do, anything can be suppressed.
Generally, the information that can be revealed is that the money is not in place, or the relationship is not in place.
The Song family's Nebula Entertainment has taken root steadily since the early days of the entertainment circle of this dynasty. Over the years, it has grown into a towering tree. Even if any paparazzi took pictures of Song's family's son's glamorous date. The process, there is no courage to send out.
What Chi Song needs to be on guard against is only the sharp eyes of the people, and those puppies who have not yet formed and are in desperate need of a big news to make them famous.
Chi Song stayed in the back seat obediently, observing the vehicles behind them to make sure that no one was following them.
Song Zhihuai looked at Chi Song who looked like this, and couldn't help thinking of the day the two had just established their relationship.
That day, Song Zhihuai, who got Chi Song's approval and kissed Chi Song, had an unreal feeling about "the two are already together".
When he took Chi Song's hand, he was even in a trance, so he confirmed it again: "Do you really like men?"
Chi Song was even more nervous than him, so nervous that his tail fingers were shaking: "I haven't tried to really like a girl... So, it should be possible to like a man."
Song Zhihuai added: "It's very tiring to fall in love with me."
Chi Song nodded and took a deep breath: "...I'm ready."
Thinking of the person who had prepared everything but couldn't help trembling with nervousness now, the corners of Song Zhihuai's mouth would still rise slightly.
Autumn seems to be just a transition, and the prelude to winter has arrived.
It got dark very early, and the riverside where we went for a ride was even colder. After the two had eaten, they got out of the car and took a walk for a while, and then they were frozen back to the car.
Song Zhihuai rubbed Chi Song's cold hand: "... I missed the plan, I didn't expect it to be so cold."
Chi Song's eyes crooked with a smile: "It doesn't matter. The neon lights are beautiful."
Song Zhihuai put his hand into the bag and said, "I wanted to give it to you later.... Do you remember what day is today?"
Chi Song was taken aback.
Song Zhihuai nuzzled him with the tip of his nose: "I knew you were too busy and would forget. ... Today is our second anniversary together."
After all, he took out an exquisite gift box from his bag, opened it, took out a Burberry men's scarf of the season, and put it on Chi Song: "Come on, it's cold."
Chi Song obediently asked Song Zhihuai to tie the scarf, keeping his eyes fixed on him.
After Song Zhihuai tidied up the corners of the scarf, he looked at it and nodded with satisfaction: "That's it, I'll lock you by my side." He stretched out his hand and pulled the bottom of the scarf, "...that way you won't be able to run away. "
... In this way, Chi Song does not belong to anyone, does not belong to fans, and only belongs to Song Zhihuai alone.
When the atmosphere was thick, Song Zhihuai was about to kiss Chi Song's face when he felt something unusually warm around his neck.
Chi Song also held a pure white scarf in his hand, which he just took out of his bag.
His face was all red, and under the warm light in the car, he looked terribly delicious: "This is my anniversary gift... Hand-made, I don't know if you like it or not."
Speaking of which, Chi Song murmured, feeling embarrassed: "I didn't expect to crash with your gift... I'm too cheap, I use Ordos wool..."
Without any more words, Chi Song was overwhelmed by Song Zhihuai in the passenger seat.
Song Zhihuai started to slowly flatten the seat, and the leather car cover made a pleasant creaking sound when squeezed.
Two scarves with different materials and styles are entwined together, as if they will never be separated.