When it was later, Nanyang received a call.
Unfamiliar number, she hung up directly.
After a while, the number called again. Generally, salespeople don't stare at a person so persistently. It should be someone who is really looking for her. Nanyang answered the phone and put it to his ear.
"Hello? Boss Nan, Nan?" A somewhat familiar voice came, with a little excitement in his tone, "I'm Xiao Ye. Last time I accompanied you and Zhu Zhu to a dinner party, do you still remember me?"
"Hmm. Is there something wrong?"
Nanyang was undressing at first, but when he heard that the other party was Zhu Qinghuan's assistant Xiaoye, he stopped unbuttoning the button. The shirt was unbuttoned in half, revealing a large area of cold white skin and half of the beautiful collarbone.
"Well, our company wants to ask you for something. Mr. Mei and our boss agreed that you would cooperate with us to promote the marriage between you and Zhuzhu, that is... You see, Zhuzhu has been in the group for a week. , you don't come to visit a class, so the media will make wild guesses again. Moreover, Zhu Zhu's Weibo comments are all messages asking her to post a photo of you, our company also thinks it can be posted, you see if you have any time… "
"Send me the address."
Nanyang spit out five words bluntly.
Xiao Ye was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and hurriedly agreed: "Okay, okay, I'll send you a text message in a while, and I'll send you the shooting location and the hotel we stayed in."
"Well, I'll be there in a while."
"Then you rest first, I'll..." Xiaoye suddenly realized what Nanyang had just said, "What?! Are you coming tonight?"
"Um."
"But it's already night..."
"She's inconvenient?"
"Is it convenient—" Xiaoye's voice hesitated, and the ending was long, as if waiting for someone's response. After a while, she suddenly laughed, "Convenient, convenient, come on."
"it is good."
Nanyang hung up the phone, glanced at his disheveled self, and buttoned back the buttons he just unbuttoned one by one.
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Xiaoye looked curiously at Zhu Qinghuan who was staring at the script on the sofa. She looked very engaged, motionless, not even drinking water. But after looking at it for a while, she realized that she didn't turn the page at all, and didn't even move her eyes up and down.
"Wish Zhu, are you in a daze?" Xiao Ye asked carefully.
Zhu Qinghuan's eyes finally moved, she picked up the phone and checked the time, it was ten o'clock.
"Why don't you go to sleep first." Zhu Qinghuan put down the phone, expressionless on her face.
"No, I'm not sleepy, I don't have anything to do when I go back, I'll wait with you." Xiaoye laughed arrogantly.
Zhu Qinghuan frowned: "What are you waiting for with me?"
"Wait for Boss Nan to come. You've been sitting here without going to sleep, aren't you waiting for her?"
Xiaoye thought that Zhu Qinghuan would deny it outright, and then said something that didn't. But Zhu Qinghuan just pursed her lips, lowered her eyelashes, said nothing, and continued to flip through the script in her hand.
Xiaoye yawned, sitting cross-legged and playing a mobile game.
Time went by slowly, and gradually passed zero.
Xiaoye's eyes were dizzy from the beating, and finally the victory gave a hand, cut out the game and saw that it was half past twelve. She yawned again: "I wish, let's go to bed, I don't think Boss Nan will come over today. It will take her an hour to come by plane, and it will only take two and a half hours if you count the time on the road. If she comes over at half past nine, she should be here. She hasn't come at this time, so she probably has already slept. Let's go to bed too."
Zhu Qinghuan's fingertips rested on the page of the script and squeezed.
"Go to sleep, I'll wait."
"You have a play tomorrow morning."
"fine."
"Well, don't wait too late, it's almost time."
Zhu Qinghuan put down the script, "Then let me wash up first." When she got up, she found that her legs were numb.
Leaflet yawned and nodded.
Zhu Qinghuan walked to the toilet and prepared to wash up. Xiaoye's footsteps have reached the door, and after a while of opening the door, Xiaoye's surprised voice suddenly came:
"Boss Nan, you are here!"
Zhu Qinghuan's back froze, and after a while, he slowly turned around.
Xiaoye brought Nanyang in. Nanyang's white down jacket hat was still buttoned on her head, and a furry collar surrounded her jade-white face. She didn't have any bags in her hand, only a heat preservation bucket, which was still on her body when she walked in. In the cold.
Nanyang put down the heat preservation bucket, and said to Zhu Qinghuan while taking off his clothes: "I came here at high speed, and the delay was a little long. Sorry for disturbing your sleep."
Zhu Qinghuan bit her lip and remained silent for a long time. After a long while, he asked softly, "Why don't you take a plane?"
Nanyang hung his down jacket on the hanger at the door, still a snow-white white shirt inside. She picked up the heat preservation bucket, came over and handed it to Zhu Qinghuan, with a light tone: "I cooked porridge for you, you are not allowed to take it on the plane, you can only drive by yourself."
Xiaoye clearly saw that Zhu Qinghuan's eyes were lost for a moment.
But soon, the emotion disappeared without a trace.
Zhu Qinghuan used a polite smile to cover up her gaffe: "Thank you, but I can't eat this kind of carbs at night."
Nanyang was silent for a while, then lowered his head and touched the insulation bucket.
The corners of her mouth seemed to want to sink, but she basically held back the moment she thought about it, and just gave a low hum: "...That's right, you're an entertainer. Throw it away for a while."
Zhu Qinghuan was silent for a while, and let the toilet door open: "Go and take a shower. The weather is so cold, I'm afraid you will catch a cold if you don't take a hot bath."
Nanyang was startled for a rare moment.
bath
Looking at her empty hand, she suddenly realized that she didn't bring anything but a thermal bucket.
"You didn't bring your toiletries and change of clothes?" Zhu Qinghuan thought it was a little funny to see her like that, "Are you here to deliver food?"
Nanyang clenched his hand tightly, frowned slightly, and began to think about his own change.
Zhu Qinghuan stared at her for a while, sighed with a soft smile, and walked to her closet, "I'll get you two new clothes that I haven't worn. There's a disposable toothbrush in the toilet, you use it first, I'll ask Xiaoye to buy it for you tomorrow."
Nanyang pursed his lips, "You mean... I live with you?"
"Well," Zhu Qinghuan nodded, "there are other members of the crew living in this hotel. If we live in two rooms, they may think we are living apart."
"… "
Nanyang didn't speak any more.
Zhu Qinghuan brought her unlabeled shirts, pants and new underwear, Nanyang took them without a word, and went into the bathroom silently.
Zhu Qinghuan looked at Xiaoye, who had been watching the show for a long time, and asked, "Why are you still here?"
Xiaoye was so happy to see it that she forgot how blinding it was that she stayed in the newlyweds' room late at night, she was reminded by Zhu Qinghuan, and patted her thigh: "Yes, yes, I'm leaving. I'm leaving! Good night!"
Xiaoye ran out, and as soon as she ran out, she was stopped by Zhu Qinghuan.
"Wait a moment!"
Xiao Ye turned back and saw Zhu Qinghuan came out with the thermal insulation bucket and gently stuffed it into his hand.
"This is...?" Xiaoye was puzzled.
"I'm controlling body fat and can't eat this at night."
"So, do you want me to throw it away for you?" Xiaoye asked carefully.
"No, don't throw it away," Zhu Qinghuan bit her lip, lowered her eyes, and her voice became much lighter, "Take it to the studio tomorrow morning and I'll eat it for breakfast."