Chapter 210: Previous Life (02)

A low, lazy voice with a hint of laughter unreasonably entangled the pleasant aroma in the car, penetrated into the ears, invaded the breathing, and beat the heart.

It was obviously a normal conversation, but at this moment it seemed a little ambiguous because of the dim lighting and the close distance.

Zhou Chong turned off all the lights in the car.

Only the light outside could shine inside, and it was very dark in the car.

As if afraid of being discovered, Zhou Chong adjusted his chair, moved closer to him, and lowered his voice, almost to a whisper.

He tried to explain in a way that only made things more obvious: "Those people might come back."

Shan Qingshan said nothing.

Look at him.

He didn't recognize himself.

Yes, five years.

Zhou Chong asked: "Did those people bully you?"

The question sounded like one was asking for justice for him.

In the darkness, Shan Qingshan could feel Zhou Chong's gaze falling on his face.

"Face, how did you get hurt?"

"It's not my blood."

"Oh hoo, awesome."

Shan Qingshan raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

About one pixel.

But his eyes softened and could not be concealed.

No one mentioned how long we had to wait in the car.

Zhou Chong looked at him, almost trying to find something to say.

"My friend is dating a celebrity, and he's always worried that if I wait here, someone will get into my car and offer themselves to me. But nothing has happened in all these days."

“…”

They were all scared away by him.

There was a self-deprecating smile in Zhou Chong's voice.

"If a man comes here today, he will definitely laugh at me."

The distance is too close.

The heat of my breath almost brushed my face.

Shan Qingshan felt his face getting hot, "Then you can not tell him."

Zhou Chong pointed to the dashcam.

Shan Qingshan was silent for a moment and glanced at his cell phone.

Reminder: "Your game is lost."

Zhou Chong then remembered and picked up his phone.

“Have you ever played it?”

"No."

Zhou Chong quit the game, "So what do you usually play?"

"Reading scripts and working." Shan Qingshan paused, "They probably won't come back."

Zhou Chong said "Oh", unlocked the door, and got out of the car with Shan Qingshan.

Shan Qingshan: "Thank you today."

"You're welcome. What's your name?" Zhou Chong paused for a moment and added, "A man coming here today is bound to be laughed at. If I don't even know his name, won't I be laughed to death?"

"Shan Qingshan."

"The Qingshan that crashes into my arms?"

"Grow old together with your sweetheart."

Zhou Chong repeated in a low voice, "Grow old together, my love..."

Shan Qingshan lowered his eyes, his face felt a little hot.

You shouldn't say that.

Zhou Chong smiled and said, "It's quite romantic."

"My name is Zhou Chong."

I know.

"Should I write to you, the one who has lofty mountains and steep cliffs?"

"Need not."

Shan Qingshan refused.

The night wind blew between the two people, and the atmosphere was a little too quiet.

Shan Qingshan wanted to say something to him, but couldn't find the words for a moment.

Maybe I should have let him write it.

The phone vibrated twice.

It was news from Brother Sha, asking him where he was and urging him to go back.

After reading the message, Shan Qingshan caught a glimpse of Zhou Chong scratching a line on the car door with the car key in his hand.

The beautiful wife of Brother Sha has a scar.

He is so rich that he can do whatever he wants and doesn't feel sorry for anything at all.

Shan Qingshan put away his phone and said, "I'm leaving first."

"Wait a moment."

Zhou Chong grabbed him.

The wrist in the palm of my hand is so slender that it makes people feel pity.

Zhou Chong was distracted and thought: So thin?

Shan Qingshan lowered his eyes and took a look, but did not struggle. He let him hold him, his heart beating slightly faster, and looked at Zhou Chong.

Zhou Chong knocked on the car door with his other hand, knocking on the scratch he had just made.

“Not before.”

nonsense.

You just rowed it.

"I stole the car from my dad just the day before yesterday."

“…”

You've been driving for half a month.

Zhou Chong let go of his hand, "Of course, I'm not saying that you did it, I will send it to--"

Shan Qingshan did not expose him. He took out his mobile phone and handed over his QR code business card.

"If I am careless and need compensation, please contact me."

This is what Zhou Chong was waiting for.

I took out my phone decisively and sent the verification message.

He watched Shan Qingshan accept his friend request calmly before putting his phone away.

Shan Qingshan: "Thank you for today. I'll treat you to a midnight snack next time."

The next time for adults is like drawing a pie in the sky.

But Zhou Chong asked: "When is the next time?"

"Are you free tomorrow?"

"Yes." Zhou Chong lied without any burden, not considering the several companies he had, and said, "I'm quite free."

Shan Qingshan was still thinking about tomorrow's midnight snack when he returned to his rental house.

He took off his shirt and there were several bruises on his upper body.

"Why didn't you say anything when you came back——"

When Sha Ge pushed the door open and saw the wound on Shan Qingshan’s back, he stopped talking and said “Fuck” first.

"What's wrong with you?"

The bruises all over the place showed that they were caused by being beaten with a stick.

“The ugly child of a capitalist.”

"You're so ruthless?"

"Um."

"Have you bought the medicine?"

"No need."

Sha Ge felt helpless, so he went back to his room and got some medicine. "You are like this. It's your body after all, take care of it."

Shan Qingshan said nothing.

Brother Sha: "If I wasn't by your side, I don't know what you would do to yourself."

Brother Sha poured the medicinal wine into his palm, warmed it up a little with the temperature of his palm, and applied it to Shan Qingshan's bruise, deliberately using a little force in the hope that he would remember it.

Shan Qingshan said nothing.

Brother Sha sighed and poured some more medicinal wine.

"My play has been completed. I want to treat you to dinner tomorrow? Let's go to the city and find a western restaurant."

"Getting rich?"

"No." Brother Sha hesitated to speak.

Shan Qingshan said: "Not tomorrow, I have an appointment."

Sha Ge was stunned.

"You? Have a date?"

Shan Qingshan is a well-known elite in the film and television city, and he has no friends except him.

Shan Qingshan took out his cell phone, looked at Zhou Chong's profile picture, and asked.

"Where's the best late-night snack nearby? Money is not a problem."

Brother Sha uttered a "huh".

"I said, you've been taking walks these past few days, why don't you go with the girl? Paying back the money is not a problem, money is our biggest problem!"

Shan Qingshan said nothing.

Brother Sha picked out a few good restaurants on a certain group, shared them with Shan Qingshan, and then gossiped about them.

"That person."

Brother Sha made faces like crazy.

“Does it look good?”

"nice."

“Is this true or false?”

"real."

The next night, Brother Sha wanted to follow Shan Qingshan to see how pretty the girl Shan Qingshan said was, but he had to help someone put on a show at the last minute. He shouted, "I must see it later!" and left.

There are night shows at Shanqing Mountain at night.

When Zhou Chong sent the message, he was still waiting in the wings.

Zhou Chong: [How long will it take? ]

Shan Qingshan: [The lead actor drags the show]

Zhou Chong: [I’ll go find you]

Shan Qingshan sent a location.

When Zhou Chong arrived, he found that it was a small film set, messy and chaotic.

Shan Qingshan was not the leading actor in the film, but a silent extra with a dirty face, blending in with the crowd.

Like a pearl covered in dust.

Zhou Chong: [I’m here, I see you]

In the crowd, Shan Qingshan turned his head.

Zhou Chong suddenly felt that he had been thinking in the wrong direction.

Even if his face was dirty and he mixed in with the crowd, Shan Qingshan's unique temperament that could not be erased or dissolved, and the face favored by the Creator, still made him stand out from the crowd.

Shan Qingshan: [Don’t get too close, there are rules on the set]

Zhou Chong glanced at Shan Qingshan, then lowered his head to type.

【Why aren't you the lead actor? 】

After the fight, he looked at him again.

I saw him looking down at the message he sent.

Zhou Chong slowly chased after one of them.

[The director has a bad eye]

Shan Qingshan looked at the screen of his mobile phone and his heart skipped a beat.