The person in front of him had a sincere face, as if he was really drunk, and he seemed to use the strength of drunkenness to say what he had never been able to reveal in his heart.

Xie Yao looked at him carefully for a while, and finally nodded lightly in agreement. After all, that was why he came here in the first place. Tonight's opportunity came by coincidence, and the two of them knew each other.

Following the other party's words, Xie Yao dug out the bottle of red wine from the cabinet. He glanced at the label, only to find that it was indeed not cheap. It seemed that the man wanted to get closer to Zhou Qiming.

There are no goblets in the hotel, and the two of them don't care about these forms at all, and it's okay to take out two transparent glasses.When Xie Yao poured the wine into the glass, he suddenly felt a little funny. Such a good wine was treated like this, which was somewhat ruined.

Although it is a confession game, there must be some rules, but there is nothing in the hotel, so in the end Zhou Qiming made a hasty decision, saying that the winner should be decided by the scissors.

In fact, it is hard to imagine that the two of them actually played with the bag scissors under such a beautiful moonlight today.

It's just a coincidence that those who made the proposal were defeated one after another.At first, Xie Yao hadn't organized his words well, so he didn't know how to ask, thinking that Zhou Qiming would start, but after winning three games in a row, Xie Yao finally stopped hesitating.

Xie Yao pondered for a while, and the scene became quiet. Zhou Qiming picked up the cup and took a sip of wine silently. Perhaps it was the influence of alcohol that made him feel a little stuffy. Zhou Qiming pulled the tie in front of him, and took it off.He casually threw it on the sofa beside him.

The taste of red wine is a bit astringent, wandering among the taste buds.Zhou Qiming put down the glass and squinted at the half of the liquid in it. In fact, he doesn't like red wine.

After a while, Xie Yao thought of something, so he asked, "So at first I thought of posting Weibo to clarify this matter... Was it your suggestion?"

In fact, Xie Yao has been rehearsing this question in his mind for a long time. He thought of various ways to ask it, either euphemistically or inadvertently, but when it really came to this point, he began to hesitate again., don’t know where to start asking, but after much deliberation, still asked the question wanted to know most in the most straightforward way.

And this question is also like the key to open the lock. With the beginning of a question, the subsequent conversation is obviously much smoother.

"Yes." Zhou Qiming admitted without any concealment.He held the glass again, took a sip of the wine in the glass, the taste made him frown slightly, "I proposed this solution to Chen Yi at first."

Hearing this, Xie Yao couldn't help being stunned. He thought about Zhou Qiming's countless answers to this question, and deduced it over and over again in his mind, but he never thought that Zhou Qiming would be so straightforward and tell him clearly that it was him.made.

This answer surprised him, and almost made Xie Yao unable to control his rationality, so he added more questions one after another.Fortunately, he is a person who abides by the rules of the game, suppressing many doubts in his heart, and played this childish game with Zhou Qiming tirelessly again.

Not surprisingly, Zhou Qiming lost again, and Xie Yao won too smoothly. He even felt that Zhou Qiming had already mastered some methods to make himself win frequently, in order to force himself to ask some questions.

But he really couldn't find any reason to prove Zhou Qiming's reason for doing so.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask Zhou Qiming if he really wanted to kill him without any scruples, but this question is too strange to put here, Xie Yao is not sure, even if it is the same person, will the two lives be differentThe idea, in short, has been unable to pursue the exit.

"Then..." Xie Yao blinked, he thought about it carefully, and finally continued to ask the last question, "The purpose of helping me is to get rid of me completely, right?"

"no."

Zhou Qiming's answer was too decisive, he raised his eyes to look at Xie Yao, his eyes were bottomless.He said seriously, "It's not to get rid of you."

Xie Yao was taken aback when he heard this. He stared at Zhou Qiming closely, trying to find a flaw in the other's expression, but Zhou Qiming met his eyes without fear. For a moment, Xie Yao feltI saw the sincerity in his complicated eyes.

No matter how good Zhou Qiming's acting skills are, at this moment Xie Yao still didn't feel that the other party deliberately performed it. After all, for Zhou Qiming, what's the need for deliberately acting in this drama?

After the question and answer, both parties took a sip of the wine in the glass in silence. At this time, Xie Yao had to sigh, sometimes wine is really a good thing, it can make people escape from reality for a while.

It was another game, but this time, Zhou Qiming finally turned defeat into victory.He looked at the gesture he made, suddenly smiled lightly, then raised his head and asked, "Have you hated me for so many years?"

This question sounds too clichéd, like a line from an idol drama at eight o'clock in the evening, but Xie Yao can't deny that he did.

How could he not have hated it, when the other party sneered at him again and again, even if he knew that the beginning of all this was caused by himself, any result was his own fault and he should bear it.But Xie Yao still couldn't avoid it, and suppressed the emotion that came from the bottom of his heart.

He nodded without making a sound, which is considered to be recognition.

Seeing that Xie Yao didn't defend himself, Zhou Qiming didn't care too much. He smiled, as if he didn't care, "I thought you would say no, but I would be surprised if you said no, after all, I hated it too."

These words were too blunt, and Zhou Qiming never concealed the hatred he once had, but this was expected.Xie Yao thought many times before that if he were Zhou Qiming, he would probably hate himself to death.

Holding the other person's favorite thing as a threat, saying that if he doesn't obey, his future will be destroyed.Xie Yao actually said this in an unpleasant memory in the past. He once threatened Zhou Qiming with his acting career.It was so hard in the early stage, but he still did it without hesitation.

But if he had thoughts of revenge on himself because of this, then Xie Yao didn't seem to have any right to complain.

The two met for a while, clinked glasses in tacit understanding, and soon the wine in the bottle gradually drained, no one played that childish confession game anymore, the topic was torn apart, and the two chatted with each other.Zhou Qiming is filming the story of this show, but it is obvious that the two of them are not paying attention to these so-called plots, and both have their own concerns.

After a while, Zhou Qiming glanced at the wine glass and saw that there was still less than half of the glass left in the two glasses, so he raised it slightly and suggested, "One more round?"

Xie Yao looked at the remaining wine in his glass and nodded dully.Although he didn't drink much at the birthday party, this appearance in the hotel was enough to make him slightly drunk. After all, Xie Yao's alcohol capacity is not good.

In the last fight, the winner was decided after two draws.Zhou Qiming looked at the scissors he had drawn out, and saw the other party's outstretched white palm, and the corners of his mouth rose a little bit.He pretended to be helpless, and raised his tone slightly, "I thought it would be my defeat."

Xie Yao ignored it, he didn't even notice Zhou Qiming's small chuckle.After winning, Zhou Qiming drank the wine in his glass, and then put the glass on the table. There was still a little red-brown liquid at the bottom of the glass.

He leaned back slightly, as if he had planned it long ago, but he looked a little embarrassed, "So, is it really that similar?"

After hearing this question, Xie Yao hesitated a little, wondering if he was under the influence of alcohol.

For a moment, he didn't even understand what Zhou Qiming's question was, and he didn't know what Zhou Qiming was referring to by "so similar".

He quickly searched for the details of the relationship between the two of them in his mind, but because of the influence of alcohol, even his thinking became slow, like an old gear.Before he could figure out the question Zhou Qiming asked, Zhou Qiming stood up and stretched indifferently.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to answer." Zhou Qiming stood in front of him and looked at him and said, his eyelids drooped slightly, "It doesn't matter if you look like it, I don't care about it anymore."

After saying this, Zhou Qiming didn't give Xie Yao any chance to react, he got up a little stumblingly and went into the bathroom, he didn't seem to have recovered from the alcohol.

When he came out again, more than ten minutes had passed, and the bathroom was full of steam. Zhou Qiming changed out of his well-dressed clothes and only wore a white bathrobe with a loose belt around his waist.

Zhou Qiming walked to the bed, threw himself hard, then wrapped himself in a quilt, poked his head, and whispered to the unsuspecting person who was still sitting there, "Good night."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Zhou really likes to say good night.

It's like a kind of psychological comfort, and it's like trying to avoid hearing the answer.