At night, He Qingqi had a dream, more accurately some dreams.

The content of the dream is fragmented, but can be pieced together to form a continuous picture. She also couldn't remember the specific content of the dream, but only vaguely recognized that it was something that happened many years ago.

Those memories were soaked, whitish, rotting, and finally, like lost smoke, the scars scattered in the corners and disappeared, and they were all hazy.

Fang Xuanyao's appearance was like a key, quietly picking up the folds of the cerebral cortex, revealing a corner again.

He Qingqi in the dream returned to the age of nineteen. At that time, she had forgotten everything afterwards. She would still be sad because of Fang Xuanyao's indifference. She would still approach Fang Xuanyao again and again, even if she could only change. Back to the more acrid mistreatment.

I don’t know how long such days have lasted, five years, ten years, or even twenty years and thirty years? She finally died, and after leaving the cruel words, Fang Xuanyao arrogantly watched her whereabouts and fled.

Regardless of pride and dignity, she squatted beside the road and sobbed.

"never mind……"

The scene changed, she sat in a pink dormitory, and in front of her was a soft and slender dancer's body, with the fragrance of jasmine, hugging her in her arms, comforting her gently and reliably.

She raised her head wickedly, looked over the man's face again and again, and finally stayed in her eyes.

The black jewel-like eyes under the curly long eyelashes were crystal clear. She watched obsessively, but in a blink of an eye she turned into a black whirlpool, sucking her whole person in...

The scene in front of He Qingqi's eyes kept changing people, sometimes Fang Xuanyao, sometimes Zhuo Zhiwei, those eyes always reincarnated in her dreams, making her lost in the past with the two women, one acrimonious, A tolerant and gentle, she was stuck in the immersion of bones, unable to extricate herself.

Finally, he opened his eyes sharply and looked at the ceiling blankly.

Its daybreak.

When he woke up, He Qingqi couldn't remember anything. She only knew that she didn't sleep well and had a nightmare. There was Fang Xuanyao in her dream and her amazingly beautiful eyes.

Tolerant, calm, and full of tenderness.

He Qingqi blinked dullly, sat up, and suddenly felt a sense of melancholy in his heart.

Because of what, she couldn't say clearly. After slowing down, he quickly got up, tacitly used the bathroom with two roommates in turn. It's no different to eat and work together as usual, except for the obvious dark circles in the eyes of the three of them.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the contestants were wearing pink British style school uniforms, waiting in the lobby, ready to take a special bus to the performance venue.

The members of the "Journey" group sensitively discovered that today their two captains seem to be a little abnormal. Team Zhuo has been distracted, and no longer follows Team He. Team He’s hands are especially gracious and no longer stick to Team Zhuo’s waist. The two are still standing together, but the atmosphere is very different from before.

We don't know, we dare not ask.

The two big guys are most keen on flirting, one is more possessive than the other, especially Zhuo Zhiwei...

He Qingqi simply protects his shortcomings, worried that Zhuo Zhiwei will be bullied. The first reaction is to protect Zhuo Zhiwei behind him. He looks vigilant like a little lion protecting food, but he did not say not to let others approach Zhuo. Zhiwei.

Zhuo Zhiwei is different. She didn't say not to let others approach He Qingqi, but once someone had too close contact with He Qingqi, the light smile on her face would disappear instantly and settle down. Look at each other with cool, whoosh eyes, until he sees him hairy and releases He Qingqi.

The two were even more happy to do this with each other. Over time, the members automatically divided the relationship between Zhuo Zhiwei and He Qingqi into one level, but they were on another level.

No one dares to touch the mold of the two big guys, and feel that maybe this private matter about the two people is the kind of private matter that ordinary friends like them are not qualified to know.

However, the atmosphere in the group was a bit weird. The others exchanged glances and thought that Zhang Xiaoyu and He Qingqi had a good relationship, and Zhuo Zhiwei, a brokerage company, would definitely be able to withstand Zhuo Zhiwei’s cold knife attack and unanimously decided to take Zhang. The laughter pushed out.

Zhang Xiaoyu failed to push back several times, so he had to bite the bullet and walked to the side of He Qingqi, poke her with his finger, and signaled that she was a little farther away from Zhuo Zhi.

When He Qingqi took the initiative to approach, she whispered:

"What's the matter with you and Zhiwei today? It scared us so hard to breathe."

He Qingqi was taken aback for a moment, because there was a ghost in his heart, his face instantly flushed with embarrassment.

The embarrassment from last night appeared in her mind from time to time, causing her to be slightly unnatural when facing Zhuo Zhiwei.

She dodged her eyes: "No, nothing."

Zhang Xiaoyu obviously didn't believe it, and looked at He Qingqi suspiciously: "Really?"

He Qingqi pretended to be impatient and pushed her: "Really, recite your lyrics! Don't forget the words."

Zhang Xiaoyu curled his lips: "Do you think I am you..."

He Qingqi was choked in an instant, and she wanted to say that she didn't forget the words when rating the theme song, but there was no way to explain the situation at the time. She couldn't say that she was born again, so she closed it aggrievedly. Mouth.

Soon the car came, and Zhuo Zhiwei got on the car first. He Qingqi stood at the door of the car and hesitated, bit his lip, and followed him with a heart, and sat next to Zhuo Zhiwei.

She can't see her most vulnerable side because the other party comforted her, and feel that she loses face and ignores the other party! That's too ignorant of good people.

It's just that her strangeness can even be seen by other members, not to mention Zhuo Zhiwei as the person involved. He Qingqi couldn't help being a little worried.

She peeked at Zhuo Zhiwei's side face, straightened her waist a little nervously, a little stiff, and used her peripheral vision to find the position of Zhuo Zhiwei's hand.

He took a deep breath and pressed his slender hand. Because he was too nervous, he was a little bit stronger, and found a conversation at random:

"Zhiwei, I'm a little nervous."

Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her sideways, her eyes were not as gentle as she would have known at a glance, her tone was somewhat polite, and she was cold and hard with pretending alienation: "Is it."

He Qingqi blinked and made a chuckle in his heart, really angry...

She makes people angry, she deserves to be coaxed. She moved her fingers, flipped and clasped Zhuo Zhi's fingers from the bottom, gently rubbing her thumb on the back of her hand.

Zhuo Zhiwei's skeleton is not big, although his fingers are long, when He Qingqi holds in his hand, he feels the softness and tenderness of Zhuo Zhiwei's appearance that is different from that of Zhuo Zhiwei.

She gently pulled, Zhuo Zhiwei half-pushed and leaned over a little, her head also leaned gently, leaning on Zhuo Zhiwei's shoulder.

Her face was raised slightly. From this angle, she could clearly see Zhuo Zhiwei's perfect chin angle and exquisite contour, and the elegant swan neck raised slightly.

With a move of mind, I can't help but sigh again, this face is really impeccable.

He Qingqi blinked, Taohua's eyes opened round and round, as clear as an inexperienced child.

The voice is very different from the usual squishy, ​​with a little innocence and childishness:

"Slightly mad at me?"

It sounds pitiful.

As he said, the empty hand pulled Zhuo Zhiwei's corner of his clothes.

She and Fang Xuanyao have been together for ten years, and the only thing that person taught her was to act like a baby, pretend to be pitiful, and be a little kid...

If this is not enough, then both sides should calm down, no matter what, she can't let go of her pride, that kind of obsessive shame, if you don't forgive me, she still can't do it.

But every time she poses in this picture, even if her heart is as hard as Fang Xuanyao, she will temporarily soften her eyes, not to mention Zhuo Zhiwei who has been acquainted with her, think about it, this may be the convenience of her skin. .

Zhuo Zhiwei had never seen such a posture, and was immediately stunned. The smell of the refreshing laundry detergent on the person circulated into her nasal cavity without following the instructions. She subconsciously held her breath, but her heart beat faster.

Looking down, he couldn't help but fall on the red lips that He Qingqi was gently biting. He bit his lower lip unconsciously, and felt that if he got closer, the tips of their two noses could stick together.

Her throat shook slightly, and the pool of spring water was completely disturbed. She has heard countless fans call her so heartbreaking or full of affection, but for the first time she knows that her name can be called so casually and softly.

She blinked sluggishly, took a deep breath in secret, somehow walked out of that chaotic state, calmed down the excessively fast heartbeat, and said without changing her face: "Are you acting like a baby to me?"

Zhuo Zhiwei's focus has always been strange. When asked by her, He Qingqi's pretending to be poor mask instantly cracked. She replied and retracted her hand holding Zhuo Zhiwei's clothes corner, and the other hand was about to release Zhuo Zhi. Wei, I heard the man whisper with a chuckle:

"Ms. Xiao He is not afraid of collapsing people's design?" He added a little effort in his hands.

When He Qingqi's eyes lit up, he knew that the other party was under the steps for her, and he pulled up the corner of Zhuo Zhiwei's clothes. The corner of his mouth could not stop upwards, but he deliberately squashed his mouth, looking at Zhuo pitifully. Zhiwei:

"Who made me do something wrong and cause Weiwei to our house?"

Zhuo Zhiwei looked at the other person in a small look, her eyes gradually becoming softer, she relaxed, and no longer straightened her back, and He Qingqi leaned her head on her head, closed her eyes slightly, and enjoyed this rare experience. Anning: "What did you do wrong?"

He Qingqi squeezed her finger, gave a long "um", organized the language, and the voice became softer and softer: "The fault is...I don't know good people, you kindly comfort me, but I alienate you... Of course it's not alienated! It's just a little uncomfortable." He Qingqi hurriedly remedied it loudly.

She narrowed her eyes, her long eyelashes cast a thick shadow on her face, and she laughed a little helplessly: "Besides, you didn’t ask me about those things, but I took the initiative to tell you. When I confided to you, you Also told me: If you want to..."

"So this is what I want to do, but I let you bear the consequences. I didn't think about it, knowing that I...good face, but I still have to tell you that."

"It's my fault, so, I'm sorry."

Zhuo Zhi raised his eyebrows, knowingly, and asked: "So you mean, should you tell me this at fault?"

"Of course not!" He Qingqi quickly denied: "I mean I don't know good people!"

"Dog bites Lu Dongbin?"

He Qingqi squatted his mouth: "...you do my tricks!"

Zhuo Zhi chuckled slightly, noncommittal, closed his eyes and stopped looking at her.

When He Qingqi forgave herself, she didn't care when she was said to be a dog. She smiled and closed her eyes, leaning against Zhuo Zhiwei.

At the same time, Zhuo Zhiwei's eyelashes trembled and slowly opened his eyes, silently watching He Qingqi, unable to hide the smile and petting inside. This scene happened to be captured by the staff who was preparing to post the official blog. .

How could their strange atmosphere just be caused by one person? From the morning, except for He Qingqi, she had never shown good things to the other party, but the person didn't realize it.

Last night, she couldn't calm down for a long time, as if there was a big rock in her throat, she couldn't swallow it anyhow. She didn't know what it was because of, but she could clearly see her thoughts.

She didn't want to deal with He Qingqi.

It was an inexplicable irritability, which seemed to be anger. Out of self-containment, she secretly spurned this behavior in her heart, but didn't want He Qingqi to actually put what she wanted to do.

So, she didn't take care of He Qingqi.

In fact, when He Qingqi showed her kindness, she had already calmed down, but because of the rare appearance of the other person to please others, she swallowed the next words.

She has seen too many situations where they shirk each other's responsibilities after quarreling. They seem to be wearing a microscope, and they can see that each other has made a little mistake in this quarrel. As a result, this person didn't even think about her problems, and blamed everything on himself...

What a fool.

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