The next morning, Qin Qingzhuo was awakened by the vibration of his cell phone. Chen Jia called him early in the morning. He picked up the phone in a half-awake state. The person on the other end asked directly, "Brother Qingzhuo, did you promise to send me back with the song?"
"What time is it?" Qin Qingzhuo was still a little confused due to his deep sleep.
"A little after seven." Chen Jia answered him from the other end, and then asked, "Where is Jiang Ji?"
"Right next to me." Qin Qingzhuo raised his hand and rubbed his temple, then he came to his senses a little and sat up straighter.
"Program team?" Jiang Ji opened his eyes when he heard the voice.
He was not quite asleep, his eyes were bleary-eyed, and his voice was a little hoarse, which made his youthfulness even more obvious.
Chen Jia on the other end was shocked when he heard Jiang Ji's voice: "Fuck, you guys are sleeping together?"
Her tone was so excited that Qin Qingzhuo suddenly woke up: "... No, we are in the car."
"You were in the car?!" Chen Jia was shocked. "The whole night?"
"... I accompanied him in writing songs," Qin Qingzhuo couldn't help but complain, "What are you thinking about?"
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ji beside him suddenly laughed.
Qin Qingzhuo subconsciously glanced over at him, and Jiang Ji was also looking at him. His eyes were clear now, and he even had a little smile on his face, as if he was enjoying a good show.
… It really seems like I’m the only one feeling guilty.
On the phone, Chen Jia's tone couldn't hide the excitement: "Where are you guys? I'll take the cameraman to shoot some shots."
"Don't do that," Qin Qingzhuo said to the phone, "If this happens, you will portray it as something that is not a big deal."
"Since it's nothing, then Brother Qingzhuo, just let me go," Chen Jia's tone softened, and he pestered him, "You're the best, we'll go get some empty shots and make sure we don't shoot blindly."
Qin Qingzhuo didn't let go, and smiled and sent her away: "Really don't come, we'll go back now."
Chen Jia tried a few more times, but seeing that Qin Qingzhuo refused to change his mind, he had to give up: "... Well, what a pity."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Qingzhuo realized that Jiang Ji was still looking at her—looking at her sideways, with no intention of concealing his gaze at all.
It’s so early in the morning... I haven’t even washed my face, what’s so good about it
"There's mineral water in the trunk, go down and wash your face." He got out of the car, took out two boxes of mouthwash from the storage box in the car, handed one to Jiang Ji, and went to the trunk to get some mineral water.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Jiang Ji walked over, took the bottle of mineral water from his hand, half squatted down and poured water for him.
"Not bad." Qin Qingzhuo stretched out his hand to catch the water.
"Did you dream about me?"
“…” It seemed as if he had really dreamed about it, but Qin Qingzhuo poured water on his face and said “no”.
"I don't believe it. I must have dreamed about it." Jiang Ji said in a calm tone, but he sounded inexplicably certain.
Qin Qingzhuo took a tissue and wiped his face clean, then wiped his fingers clean: "How can you be sure?"
"I cast a spell in your dream." Jiang Ji said.
When he said this, he really looked a bit like the little boy he was back then. Qin Qingzhuo smiled and said, "It seems that your magic still needs to be practiced. I really didn't dream about it."