I’m Afraid I’m Now a Salted Fish

Chapter 58: A nightclub encounter

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Chi Song's expression, who was nibbling on an apple, changed slightly.

The Chiang Mai Lantern Festival is one of the most lively festivals in Thailand, which is usually held in November every year.

That year, Chi Song and Song Zhihuai had just been together.

During dinner one day, Chi Song saw the live broadcast of the Chiang Mai Sky Lantern Festival on the news channel. Thousands of lanterns were flying, and the brilliance was shining. The pictures were so beautiful that every frame could be taken as a screenshot.

Chi Song was stunned, his eyes widened, holding his rice bowl and just digging into his mouth.

Seeing him like this, Song Zhihuai looked exactly like Song Yingjun who saw Mu Tianlian, and couldn't help but smooth his hair: "Do you like it?"

Chi Song is duplicitous: "... ah, I don't like it."

Song Zhihuai raised an eyebrow: "Huh?"

Only then did Chi Song obediently tell the truth: "I'm not going to play that crab essence. The filming starts at the beginning of November, at least half a month, and I don't have time to go to Thailand."

Song Zhihuai pinched Chi Song's face and said with a smile, "No hurry, let's see when you are free."

In November of the second year, the first season of "Bright Stars" started.

In November of the third year, the second season of "Bright Stars" was filming.

In the fourth year, Song Zhihuai asked Chi Song to take a two-month leave in advance, and said at the bedside, I will take you to Chiang Mai to see the sky lanterns.

Chi Song's heart was warm: "...you still remember."

"You said you were going, of course I remember." Song Zhihuai took out a few tissues and wiped Chi Song's mouth, "There will be a lot of people at that time, and it will be difficult to enter in a wheelchair. So you have to get better soon."

In order not to go to the lights with a lame leg, Chi Song feeds himself with food and drink every day, insists on tying sandbags and doing calf lifting exercises every day, and brings back all the meat that was lost to play Sui Xiao.

After returning home from the hospital, because he didn't have to go to the announcement, he had a lot of free time. He hugged Song Yingjun and played cats every day, cultivating the master-slave relationship that he hadn't cultivated for a long time.

Occasionally, he will reply to a few small fans who are worried about his physical condition on Weibo, and update his recovery status from time to time to reassure them.

Bai Zhirong and Brother Harry, the quick-witted couple, were preparing for their overseas wedding. They were so busy that they were bald. After hearing the news of Chi Song's injury, they also sneaked in to visit Chi Song several times.

They brought a bunch of skin care products and fruits. Brother Harry cleaned the Shuangliu strawberries he bought one by one and sent them to the kitchen to wash them. Bai Zhirong sat on the sofa and ate melon seeds while disliking Chi Song: "How much fat have you gained? Now? I've asked the doctor, you can't make yourself too fat after a leg injury, otherwise the weight gain will put a burden on your knee."

Chi Song looked at Bai Zhirong: "Zhirong, have you gained a little weight too?"

When he mentioned this Bai Zhirong, his face turned black: "Don't talk about it. Harry didn't say anything about having dinner himself, and he insisted on pulling me to eat together. Can I not gain weight?"

According to Chi Song, in addition to socializing, the former Bai Zhirong abstained from dinner and breakfast all the year round, and only ate one meal a day.

Chi Song reassured him: "Three meals on time is good for the body. Besides, if you really don't want to eat it, you can bear with it and eat some fruit salad..."

Bai Zhirong nibbled melon seeds angrily: "Do you think I haven't tried it? You don't even know how bad Harry is! As long as I say no to dinner, he will make a big meal at night, something like a dry pot with shrimp, or a chicken soup with Tianma. What the hell does he do. I smell that, can I still eat fruit salad?"

Chi Song was surprised.

Brother Harry is really hiding, this hand is so bad, it's a mental attack.

But seeing Bai Zhirong's face that was much healthier and rosier than before, Chi Song was quite happy.

While talking, Brother Harry came out of the kitchen with washed strawberries.

He placed the washed strawberries on the coffee table, and even took a small bowl, picked a big red strawberry, and filled Chi Song a full bowl so that he could eat it without getting up.

Bai Zhirong took a strawberry and asked casually, "Have you soaked it in salt water?"

Brother Harry replied while wiping his hands with the apron that Song Zhihuai often wears, "Soaked. Don't you like to eat soaked in salt water? I remember."

Bai Zhirong was very happy, and shoved a piece into Brother Harry's mouth: "Not bad, praise you."

Brother Harry opened his mouth and glanced at Chi Song from the corner of his eyes, his face was half red, but he still accepted Bai Zhirong's feeding and chewed slowly with his mouth closed.

Chi Song hugged Li Dazhong, who kept dozing off because he was losing weight recently, and sat in the corner of the sofa, watching the two of them get along very harmoniously, and his heart was very peaceful.

… Strawberries that have been soaked in salt water seem to be sweeter in the mouth.

Chi Song's injury was only told to Chi Yang. After he was discharged from the hospital, he told Chi Yang that he must not tell his parents about it. He could hide it as much as he could.

Unexpectedly, in the early morning of the next day, Mama Chi rushed to the Song family villa.

The management of the villa area was informed by Song Zhihuai, and knew that Mama Chi was Mr. Song's family. When they saw her coming, of course they let her go unconditionally.

When the doorbell was rang, Song Zhihuai hadn't woken up yet, when he opened the door for Mama Chi with his eyes dazed, he was terrified on the spot.

Mama Chi was even more excited than he was. She started to cry when she saw Song Zhihuai, with tears in her eyes. She spoke the dialect of a small county town in the south, making Song Zhihuai feel like she was in a foreign country.

Later, he finally managed to understand a sentence: "Song Song is he going to die, Zhi Huai, don't coax me..."

Song Zhihuai explained warmly: "... Chi Song is fine, he only suffered a slight injury."

Mama Chi didn't believe it, but she recovered the Mandarin language system anyway, sobbing and said: "I see a lot of people on the Internet lighting candles for Song Song, saying that Song Song had an accident... I asked Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang hesitated, I I can only see for myself... Which hospital Song Song is in, I have to go and see him... "

Song Zhihuai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "..."

He directly led Mama Chi to their bedroom and dragged Chi Song, who was sleeping soundly, up.

Mother Chi cried again when she saw Chi Song who was intact, with no arms or legs missing.

Then, Chi Song, who was still sleeping, was slapped hard by Chi's mother.

After Chi Song was beaten up, he huddled in the corner of the bed, and was taught a lesson by Chi's mother arrogantly.

... Chi Song was so wronged that he was deformed.

Afterwards, he posted a Weibo post, briefly restoring the scene of being beaten this morning, and asking fans to stop waxing himself, as he might be beaten to death by his mother.

Then he was ridiculed seven or eight thousand times by his fans, and he was also tired.

Mother Chi stayed at Song's house for more than ten days, and she was sure that Chi Song was really a minor injury. She was not like the hero and heroine in those dog-blood TV series who were seriously ill and pretended not to come to herself, so she was relieved .

Before leaving, Chi's mother threatened Chi Song that if he dared to hide anything from her in the future, she would beat him to death with a feather duster.

In early November, Chi Song finally dropped his crutches and boarded a plane to Chiang Mai with Song Zhihuai.

The Sky Lantern Festival lasts for three days, you can put water lanterns, go to the ancient city temples to set off sky lanterns, and there are floats on the last day.

In the crowd of people, Chi Song suddenly thought of Liu Che.

Chi Song Xijing was only encouraged by Liu Che when she was studying, so she went to Spain and participated in a tomato carnival. She was smashed with tomatoes, and was also touched by a few European girls.

The scene from that year is still vivid in my mind.

At this time, Song Zhihuai went to buy the famous local sausages. Since there were too many people in the shop, he told Chi Song to wait for him there and not run around.

Chi Song waited in place, bored, took out his mobile phone and sent Liu Che a WeChat message: "Liu Che, I'm in Thailand."

Liu Che replied in seconds as usual: "I know. I saw your circle of friends."

Chi Song said, "I just sent you a postcard, remember to sign for it."

Liu Che: "It's very small and fresh. Come on, take a picture for me, I'll see if it's pretty, and next time take me with you."

Chi Song turned on the camera and started framing, but there was nothing to photograph around, just an ordinary pedestrian street.

Song Zhihuai told him to wait in place, and he didn't dare to run around, so in the end he had to take a picture of the crowd of people rubbing shoulders.

After receiving this photo, Liu Che was speechless for a moment: "...what. It's really like the time we went to the tomato carnival, with heads and butts everywhere."

Chi Song said, "Yes, I also thought of it."

Chi Song added: "What gift do you want, I'll bring it for you."

Liu Che said in a serious manner: "Bring me a demon girl back."

Chi Song smiled: "I want to bring it too."

Liu Che just broke up with a wine party. In order to reply to Chi Song's WeChat with peace of mind, he drove all his drinking friends away.

When talking here, he was pulling his clothes and preparing to go out.

Seeing Chi Song's reply, he was happy and replied, "I don't want any gifts. As long as you don't have any trouble, I'll be thankful."

Just after pressing the send button, he heard a quarrel coming from the direction of the bar.

"My wallet was stolen, and I'll ask someone to bring the money in a while. ... I'm not going to run away from the bill, can't I go to the toilet?"

The guy at the bar refused very bluntly: "No. The wine you drink is expensive. If you run away from me, I can't take responsibility. You have to deposit something with me."

The man took out his phone.

The little brother took the phone and pressed it, suspiciously: "This is turned off. ... You didn't use a broken phone to fool me, did you?"

The man was so popular that he said, "I just bought this. It's turned off when the power goes out!"

After all, he was lying on the bar in discomfort, looking like he wanted to vomit, but he could only endure it.

Liu Che looked at the man's profile and felt a little familiar, so he took two steps towards the bar.

Soon, he recognized the man wearing a thick scarf and peaked cap, a bit like the popular traffic, Qian Qi.

Qian Qi was also confused. After lying down for a while, he took the initiative to take off the peaked cap, barely sat up straight, and patted the bar with blurred eyes: "Look who I am? Will I default on my bill?"

The little guy at the bar obviously doesn't chase after stars, plus the dim lighting effect, and Qian Qi didn't wear makeup, he didn't recognize who the person in front of him was, he just felt familiar.

He murmured, "...Which third-tier star?"

I didn't expect that selling my face would be useless when I was drunk, so I got excited: "Fuck you..."

Before he finished speaking, he bowed down uncomfortably, holding back his revulsion and shaking all over.

Liu Che didn't find it funny when he saw his appearance.

There are not many stars that Liu Che can name, but Qian Qi is one of the exceptions.

He played the "Coming and Going" with Chi Song and played Chi Song's eldest brother in the play.

Some time ago, he interacted with Chi Song on the Internet, and the relationship seemed to be good.

Thinking about it, Liu Che stepped forward and took out his wallet: "I'll pay for him, how much..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qian Qi couldn't bear it anymore.

Liu Che swiped the card for the little brother for Qian Qi. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a loud bang from the direction of the toilet, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Liu Che stopped walking, thought about it, and then walked to the toilet.

ten minutes later.

Liu Che took the "third-tier star" he picked up from the bar toilet, got into his car, and called for a chauffeur.

The chauffeur came soon. After he took his seat in the driver's seat, he confirmed the address with Liu Che and said, "Sir, are you going to No. 9 Chaoyang R&F?"

Liu Che pressed down the peaked cap for Qian Qi, making sure that the driver couldn't see his face, and then replied, "Yes."

The driver glanced at the young man leaning on his shoulder with a clear expression.

Liu Che noticed his expression and sneered.

Nowadays, people have something in their minds, and they tend to think in a messy direction at every turn.

... Liu Che dared to swear that at first, he really didn't want to be crooked.

Qian Qi's cell phone was out of power, and he couldn't contact his agent. Liu Che just wanted to take him in for one night.

However, Qian Qi, who was drunk, had been pestering Liu Che since just now, and his whole body was scalding hot with alcohol, and he didn't touch his hands honestly.

Liu Che had also drunk a lot of alcohol himself, and his own orientation was not very straight. He was also dizzy after being teased like this.

As he laboriously moved Qian Qi into his big den, Liu Che thought that he should have accomplished his merits.

Unexpectedly, when he put Qian Qi on the bed, Qian Qi also took him to the bed.

Liu Che gritted his teeth: "Let go."

Not only was Qian Qi disobedient, he also raised his chin and ordered Liu Che in an extremely awkward manner: "It's so hot. Take off my clothes for me."

Liu Che's evil fire swept up.

When he could not control his arms around Qian Qi's waist, the last sober thought in Liu Che's head was:

… It looks like a man, and it feels soft to the touch.

The author has something to say:

419 for two nightclub cafes