Chapter 17 "What is your relationship?"

Chu Min and his party dined at a Sichuan restaurant near the film and television city. Halfway through the meal, Song Cheng suddenly received a call from the crew and left early, but not only settled the bill before leaving, but also allowed Chu Min and Zhuang Yaochen to spend at will, and credited it to his account.

After Song Cheng left, Zhuang Yaochen's eyes changed when he saw Chu Min, full of doubts and explorations.

Chu Min was no longer as guilty as when he was on the set. He pushed a cup of tea towards Zhuang Yaochen and said bluntly, "Just ask what you want."

Zhuang Yaochen took the cup and took a sip, and quickly began to organize the language.

Although he was not a witness of Chu Min and He Wenxiao's love affair, the days when they broke up were still vivid in his mind.

At the beginning, Chu Min went to the doctor in a hurry, and even went to his house to escape for a while. After all, no one would have thought that Chu Min would take refuge in his mortal enemy. He Wenxiao naturally couldn't find him here.

He still remembered that night when he opened the door in a daze and saw Chu Min standing outside the door with a haggard face and bloodshot eyes, he was so scared that he couldn't sleep.

He had been fortunate enough to have seen a few scenes of Chu Min dumping people, and his teeth were itching because of Chu Min's ruthless appearance. ".

This was the first time he had seen Chu Min lose his soul because of his ex-boyfriend, who was just a 19-year-old boy.

He didn't know what happened between the two people to get to the point of unhappy break up, but as a screenwriter, he was inevitably more meticulous than ordinary people and had a big brain.

On the set just now, the moment He Wenxiao licked Chu Min's hair, a bunch of bloody scenes quickly emerged in his mind——

Could it be that the old love between these two has rekindled?

He thought so, and asked the same question.

Chu Min just said sternly: "We are ordinary colleagues. When you came, we were playing against each other, and he may already have a partner."

Zhuang Yaochen saw that Chu Min's tone was flat and did not seem to be fake. After thinking about it for a while, he no longer doubted anything, nodded and said, "That's good."

Chu Min was puzzled: "What is it?"

Zhuang Yaochen raised his brows and deliberately lowered his voice: "You must have found out, Brother Song is interested in you."

Chu Min almost choked on a sip of tea, and said speechlessly, "When did you become a pimp?"

Zhuang Yaochen snorted twice: "Don't you love to scourge this kind of literary youth? I think back then, when we majored in drama, how many cool and handsome guys were fascinated by you, even those who turned straight."

Zhuang Yaochen's words are exaggerated, but it is not nonsense. Song Cheng does have an elegant and elegant temperament, which is Chu Min's favorite in college.

Among the small 0s that he saw, eight out of ten belonged to this type.

He always thought he was a person with a single taste until he met He Wenxiao eight years ago.

Probably because of the subversion of aesthetics, he found that the flowers of the high mountains that once made him want to get involved have suddenly become as bland as stagnant water, not straightforward enough, and not enthusiastic enough. It was as if she was suddenly tired of the elegant snow lotus, and turned her head to fall in love with the bright roses.

Later, he met all kinds of people who tried to get close to him, and among them there were many young souls with fiery enthusiasm, so pure and pure that only a passion was left, but it was strange that none of them could make his heart move.

He gradually quieted his desolate heart, and so far he has not been able to bloom a second rose.

There was still a scene to be filmed tomorrow, Chu Min couldn't chat with Zhuang Yaochen for too long, so he put on a mask and walked out of the hotel.

Not far away, a black sedan approached in the darkness, Chu Min checked the license plate number, confirmed that the car was called by Xiao Bai to pick him up, and waited for the driver to drive the car beside him.

The window of the driver's seat was lowered halfway, and inside was a man wearing a black peaked cap, which was actually He Wenxiao.

Xiaobai was not in the car either.

He Wenxiao ignored Zhuang Yaochen and said directly to Chu Min, "Get in the car."

Chu Min asked inexplicably, "Why are you?"

He Wenxiao said, "I'm doing some private affairs nearby. Your assistant asks me to take you back to the hotel."

Chu Min frowned slightly, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly met He Wenxiao's dark and dark eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of impatience in them. But soon, He Wenxiao nodded slightly, half of his face was hidden under the brim of his hat, and everything was gone.

Just at this moment, the car called by Zhuang Yaochen came, Chu Min thought for a moment, then turned to Zhuang Yaochen and said, "Yaochen, go back first."

Zhuang Yaochen nodded hesitantly, and when he was about to get into the car, he couldn't help but add: "Then take care of your own safety."

It wasn't even midnight yet, so it was a bit redundant to instruct a big man who was about 18 years tall and with good skills to "pay attention to safety", but he subconsciously felt that He Wenxiao was not a good person.

As soon as Chu Min got in the car and fastened his seat belt, He Wenxiao started the car.

It was dark outside the car, and there was silence inside the car, no music was on, and no one spoke.

He Wenxiao's speed was very fast, almost pressing the speed limit, galloping in the unmanned lane, as if he was going to take the people around him to some unknown and dangerous situation.

Chu Min's heartbeat accelerated for no reason. Just when he wanted to remind He Wenxiao to drive slowly, the speed of the car suddenly dropped, and the car immediately entered a dark alley.

Unprepared, he heard He Wenxiao ask, "Where's Song Cheng?"

He Wenxiao's tone was as casual as usual, but he seemed to suppress a certain emotion.

"He left beforehand." Chu Min said, and involuntarily glanced at He Wenxiao's face from the corner of his eyes, but with the weak light in the car, he couldn't see anything for sure.

He Wenxiao was silent for a moment, then asked, "What is your relationship, friends?"

The air inside the car seemed to be crowded out by a night that was so thick that it could be turned into reality.

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Chu Min loosened his collar a little out of breath. He didn't understand why He Wenxiao was interested in Song Cheng, but he and Song Cheng were just acquaintances of the same profession. , not a friend at all.

He said, "Song Cheng is Yaochen's friend, and I'm not familiar with him."

After he finished speaking, he clearly felt the slow breathing of the people around him stagnate.

After more than ten seconds, the car drove away from the black alley and slid steadily under the street lights that were as bright as snow.

Chu Min looked at He Wenxiao's face.

The other party's handsome and excessive facial features were clear, and there was nothing unusual about him.

Chu Min's involuntarily tensed waist softened a little, and leaned against the back of the chair with some relief, feeling inexplicably relieved.

Back at the hotel, Chu Min received a call from Song Cheng on the elevator. The other party apologized to him for leaving the table early, asked him if he had been to the hotel, and asked him to meet again next time.

He Wenxiao put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned against the reflective wall beside him, and stared at him the whole time. His eyes weren't too bad, and they were even ordinary, but in this small space, they were inexplicably peeping like wild animals.

Chu Min was a little like a man on his back, but his voice on the phone was still very steady, and his expression was quite euphemistic, and he hung up the phone after a few words.

Chi Xiaoye

Today's vinegar jar has stabilized a little, and the vinegar jar will explode in the next few chapters, hehe.