Chapter 220 Extra: Past Life (12)
Tao Guang was not a good-for-nothing.
After obtaining Zhou Chong's photo, they followed the clues and found Zhou Chong's car.
A luxury car worth nearly eight figures is definitely not something an ordinary rich kid can afford.
Tao Guang realized—
Shan Qingshan has hooked up with a big one!
He rushed over excitedly, only to find no one there.
I've been waiting for over half a month but haven't managed to catch a glimpse of the person in the photo.
Tao Guang couldn't sit still.
Where is your young master?
Shan Qingshan ignored him.
Tao Guang: "It's broken already?"
Shan Qingshan remained silent.
Tao Guang was driven to the brink of collapse by his silent resistance.
"An eight-figure luxury car! You still have feelings for him, and you don't even know how to hold on tight? Shan Qingshan, do you know that people like him can easily make you live a life of ease with just a little bit of money slipping through their fingers!"
"I don't like him, and he doesn't like me either. What? Are you planning to do what you did four years ago, feed me something shameful, and then send me to bed?"
Shan Qingshan's expression was cold and indifferent.
Tao Guang shuddered as he recalled what happened four years ago.
If that young master takes a liking to him, he'll go for it himself!
If you can establish a connection with a wealthy family of that caliber, you can continuously extract benefits from them.
For example: using Shan Qingshan to threaten him, taking private photos through Shan Qingshan, sending people to the young master's side through Shan Qingshan, stealing secrets and intelligence...
When that time comes, it will be a case of one person attaining enlightenment, and even their chickens and dogs ascending to heaven.
Tao Guang was not giving up and stayed for two more days.
I didn't see that wealthy young master again, and then I had to leave because of other things at the company.
As soon as he left, Shan Qingshan became completely silent and cold.
He took out his new phone and opened his chat with Zhou Chong.
The news is still stuck on the day of the fight.
They probably won't come back.
A young master like him would have a high sense of self-esteem.
He confessed his feelings with great confidence, thinking he had the upper hand, and even kissed her, only to be rejected in the end.
If it were Shan Qingshan himself, he would also be angry.
It's already a favor that I didn't scold him or trip him up a bit to vent my anger.
That's it...
We are from two different worlds.
Suppressing his distress, Shan Qingshan threw himself back into the sea of extras at the film studio.
He took a job as an extra.
The place was a bit far, and it was dusk when we got back.
When Shan Qingshan went downstairs, he was surprised to see Zhou Chong squatting by the flower bed.
My heart was struck by the person in front of me.
He had a cigarette between his fingers, but he wasn't smoking it. The air was thick with the smell of smoke, like a homeless stray dog who had been squatting there for who knows how long.
Shan Qingshan could smell that the cigarette was the same brand he had given to Zhou Chong before.
Zhou Chong saw him and slowly stood up.
"I thought you weren't coming back."
I live here.
"It can be moved."
Why should I move?
"Because I kissed you forcibly."
"..."
Dan Qingshan was taken aback by his bluntness, and suddenly remembered how he felt that night.
My ears turned red, and my heart was racing.
He asked, "How long have you been here?"
Zhou Chong exaggerated his situation, saying, "I arrived this morning." In reality, he arrived at noon.
"Didn't you leave?"
"If I don't leave, will you let me sleep?"
"..."
Shan Qingshan turned around and walked towards the stairwell.
Zhou Chong grabbed him and said, "Where are you going? Aren't you arguing?"
"I didn't argue with you."
"That was the Cold War."
"Who's giving you the silent treatment?"
"Then why didn't you message me?"
"You didn't send it either."
They're acting like elementary school kids arguing.
Zhou Chong suddenly smiled.
The name of Shanqing Mountain is unknown.
Zhou Chongdao: "Are you waiting for me to send you a message?"
Dan Qingshan was taken aback, feeling embarrassed and nervous at being exposed. Avoiding his burning gaze, he quickly shook off his hand.
Zhou Chong explained, "I was deeply hurt by your rejection and am currently recovering. At the same time, a project at my company has run into some problems, so I'm quite busy. I check my phone eight hundred times a day, hoping you'll try to persuade me to stay."
No, it didn't.
Shan Qingshan: "What exactly are you doing here?"
Zhou Chong stood up straight, his expression serious.
"The three-month deadline has arrived, and I've come to confess my feelings."
"This is only the third time we've met, so saying you like me would be too hasty. How long do you think it would take?"
— "Three months."
Shan Qingshan felt a chill run down his spine.
A voice almost popped into my head, shouting loudly.
Answer him!
Zhou Chong: "I don't know what you think of my last confession. When I reviewed it, I felt it was terrible."
"You might associate my confession with lust, or equate it with deception. I just want to tell you that I like you."
Even though you rejected me, I still miss you.
Even because Shan Qingshan had no intention of relying on him, he was neither vain nor did he flatter or curry favor.
And I love it even more.
"At first, I thought about giving up, but after that thought popped into my head, I couldn't sleep well. I kept thinking, who will you like? Who will you smile at? Who will you buy the slippers from your rented room for? Who will you hold hands with as you run in the night? Who will you kiss? Who will you make love to? If we meet again in the future, will you be holding hands with a doppelganger and have him call me uncle? Will the person next to you treat you well?"
"Thinking about these things, I feel like I can't let go."
Why should we release it?
"I haven't even pursued you yet."
Zhou Chong took a step closer.
His serious expression gave him an air of arrogance and intimidation, making him seem unapproachable.
But what she said was very well-behaved.
"Shan Qingshan, if you're not so averse to me, let me pursue you. If you don't want to..."
The words were cut off.
Zhou Chong didn't know how to continue.
The emotions at that moment were so intense and overwhelming that Shan Qingshan was stunned and forgot to give an appropriate response.
My chest and fingertips were completely numb.
My heart is warm, but my mind is cold.
"Feel sorry."
"Why?"
The sound of the rain falling on my head was a little hoarse.
"I don't believe you for what you've done to me..."
"No."
Dan Qingshan didn't dare to look at him, and repeated it again, not knowing whether she was saying it to him or to herself.
"I don't feel anything."
"Impossible, then why..."
Shan Qingshan finally looked up. "Young Master, this is a film and television city, the entertainment industry."
It's a big melting pot.
Ambiguity, money, desire, stench, filth—all these things play out here every day.
He knew Tao Guang's methods all too well.
He was like a rat in the gutter, a maggot clinging to a bone.
Even those with power and influence cannot be resisted by someone as upright and honest as Zhou Chong.
Shan Qingshan: "Most of the emotions here stem from...loneliness."
One sentence overturned their entire previous relationship.
Zhou Chong's face immediately turned ugly.
Shan Qingshan lowered his eyes in reluctance.
"Don't come again."
The sneakers in my line of sight paused for a moment, then turned around.
Zhou Chong said, "Okay."
His voice was devoid of any emotion.
Dan Qingshan felt a dull pain in his chest, and only then did he raise his eyes to look at that figure from behind.
Suddenly, I realized that once he left, he would never come back.
It felt as if something inside him had completely collapsed, and the rubble and debris tormented his heart.
Dan Qingshan uncontrollably took half a step forward to chase after him.
But it was only half a step.
He could only let himself take that half-step to chase after them.
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Dan Qingshan had no interest in going back to cook, and wandered around the film and television city like a lost soul.
He and Zhou Chongming clearly hadn't traveled to many places.
But Shan Qingshan felt that he was everywhere.
lay down.
forget.
But walking through it only adds color to memories.
When Shan Qingshan returned to his rented room, he felt for the first time that the place was like an ice cellar, unbearable.
He leaned back on the sofa, lost in thought.
The image of Zhou Chong's pale, injured face kept replaying in his mind.
He got up, rummaged through his suitcase, and found a brocade box at the very back containing an old coin.
Shan Qingshan pressed the box to his heart.
It's stuck on very tightly, very tightly.
The box was so hard it made him want to cry.
He felt that God pitied him, but not completely.
We met, but it was just a meeting.
If it were this time next year, he would never let Zhou Chong be sad.
Time flows on, but Shanqing Mountain seems to stand still.
People on the same floor gradually returned, and the woman next door began her nightlife again...
Shan Qingshan belatedly realized that it was probably very late.
My phone is vibrating.
He fumbled for it, took it out, dialed the number, and held it to his ear.
Zhou Chong's voice came through clearly.
"Get down."
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