The process of waiting is always tormenting, especially when the outcome is unknown.

Xie Nanting felt for a moment that he had entered a different dimension. This space had no sound and no air flow. One second here was a century in the original world.

He looked down and counted his fingers, counting from one to five, and then from five to one.

The long river of time seemed to have flowed for more than half of it, and he heard Song Zhaoshui laugh softly, and heard her call his name: "Xie Nanting."

Xie Nanting raised his head, saw the faint smile on her face, saw the apology flashing in her eyes, suddenly stood up, and said, "I still have something to do, I'll go first."

He didn't have the courage to listen to the rest.

"You wait."

But Song Zhaoshui stopped him again, he knew that he would not refuse her request.

Xie Nanting let out an "um", because he was already in the stance of running away, and now he was facing Song Zhaoshui sideways. He had no other thoughts in his mind for a while, and was actually wondering whether to turn around.

Song Zhaoshui got up and walked in front of him. Seeing that he kept his head down, a hint of guilt flashed in his heart. But reason still prevailed, she said softly, "I have no intention of falling in love for the time being."

In the short first half of my life, I was used to seeing the warmth and coldness of human beings, and I knew that no one could provide a sense of security except myself. She never dared to count on conditional feelings, promises with deadlines, and harbors with wind and rain.

This huge and small, false and real book world is no exception.

A trace of regret flashed in Song Zhaoshui's heart, and she quickly suppressed the emotion. She sneered at her shamelessness. She obviously didn't have that kind of intention, but she gave people hope, just because there was a little more covetousness. The more straightforward Xie Nanting was, the more unbearable she felt.

"I'm sorry." No amount of apology made sense. Song Zhaoshui knew that, but only facing Xie Nanting, she felt that no apology was enough.

Xie Nanting didn't speak for a while, and didn't look up at her. Finally, he lifted his eyelids, revealing those extremely delicate phoenix eyes, and the ends of the eyes were red. He blinked quickly, as if to restrain all his emotions.

but failed.

He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled stiffly: "Yeah."

As if his strength was running out, Xie Nanting paused before continuing: "No need to apologize."

He lowered his eyes and stood there for a while before turning to leave.

Song Zhaoshui sighed lightly, looked down, saw the bottle of water in his hand, and slowly screwed on the bottle cap. In fact, she promised Xie Nanting that she would have nothing to lose. On the contrary, it can help her in her career. The Song family is unreliable. She can use Song Pei's reputation to bluff people, but if something really happens, she must pay a price if she wants to seek Song Pei's protection.

But Xie Nanting is different. With his temperament and character, he can't do slanderous things. If you choose someone, you will definitely treat her wholeheartedly.

She sometimes felt like a freak and longed to be treated well, but when that opportunity came, she wanted to run away. Moreover, even if Xie Nanting is sincere to her, what about herself?

Song Zhaoshui didn't dare to promise that he had fallen in love with Xie Nanting.

So before that, it would be irresponsible to promise him.

Too rational, sometimes not a good thing.

Song Zhaoshui lowered his head and laughed at himself, when he heard footsteps beside him. She thought it was the groundskeeper who was calling for someone, but before she raised her head, she said, "I'll be fine right away."

The field manager didn't answer, she looked up and was surprised to find that this person was actually Xie Nanting and returned.

"Have you left anything?" Song Zhaoshui pretended to smile lightly, only to find that he was not in a relaxed mood.

Xie Nanting wanted to say that he had probably lost his heart, but he felt that Song Zhaoshui would definitely not be happy when he heard such an answer.

He was silent for a while, then hesitantly said, "You said, you don't want to fall in love for the time being?"

He specially emphasized the word "temporary": "Then I can wait for you. When you want to fall in love, you can find me."

His expression was very serious, making Song Zhaoshui tremble: "But you will meet other people too."

So why waste time on her?

"No," Xie Nanting said almost decisively, "no."

He will meet other people, but he will not meet other people who will make him want to be in love.

Somehow, he was so sure.

"Don't you all like to have that," he turned around in his head for a few times, and finally remembered the word, "spare tire!"

Song Zhaoshui's face became very exciting: "We? Who do you think likes spare tires?"

Spare tire? ? ?

Xie Nanting pursed his lips hard, knowing that he had said something wrong, and quickly made up for it: "No, I mean I like being a spare tire."

Song Zhaoshui was stunned for a while, but he couldn't help laughing. I'm afraid this person might not be a fool.

"Let's go," Xie Nanting breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her smile, and his eyes recovered, "The field manager is here to call someone."

Along the way, Song Zhaoshui couldn't help but look at Xie Nanting several times. She couldn't understand this man's brain tissue, and couldn't imagine where his miraculous brain circuit took him, she said that she was willing to be a spare tire: "Do you know what a spare tire means?"

"I know," Xie Nanting took it for granted, "reserves."

He is not a fool, what kind of eyes does Song Zhaoshui look like?

"What if I've never been in love?"

"That's impossible." Xie Nanting said in a firm tone.

His tone was so certain that Song Zhaoshui was dumbfounded: "How do you know?"

This time Xie Nanting didn't answer her any more, looking at her with a strange smile.

What do you mean, Song Zhaoshui was confused by him.

When filming, Xie Nanting was in good shape, not like someone who was just rejected. On the contrary, it was Song Zhaoshui, whose eyes fluttered a few times.

After being raised by Xie Nanting last time about the position, Song Zhaoshui slowly entered the door, and gradually realized that Xie Nanting took care of her during the play. He was quietly letting her show her face more, and he handled the process so calmly that even if others saw it, he wouldn't say anything.

"What do you want to eat at night?" Xie Nanting sent a message to ask after removing his makeup.

The attitude is natural and familiar, making Song Zhaoshui a little dazed. Could it be that what happened at that time was just a dream?

She didn't reply for a long time, and Xie Nanting on the other end had to knock on the door in person: "I thought you were gone."

Zhang Man quietly took two steps back, turned around, and pretended not to hear the words.

He clearly reported the "investigation situation" to Xie Nanting a minute ago: "Brother Xie, Miss Song is still in the dressing room."

These words, but any normal person will not understand mistakes.

"Not at night, not going?" Song Zhaoshui said hesitantly.

There was something wrong with this situation, she thought, even if Xie Nanting didn't avoid her, how could he still come to her as usual, as if nothing had happened to the two of them?

"Don't go," Xie Nanting gave her a strange look, "Why don't you go?"

As if she knew what she was thinking, Xie Nanting asked again, "Can't your friend ask you out?"

Song Zhaoshui heard the words and glanced behind him. She suspected that Xie Nanting had a military advisor, otherwise how could she have thought of this?

But she naturally couldn't see anyone, because Ding Junshi was remotely controlled.

Xie Nanting was a little unconfident. He suspected that Ding Dai was trolling him again. He was in a hurry. Seeing Song Zhaoshui nodded lightly, he was relieved and urged: "Then hurry up, hurry up!"

Before the confession and after being rejected, the way they got along did not change at all.

Is this normal? Song Zhaoshui fell into deep self-doubt.

Xie Nanting didn't seem bothered at all, and even tricked her into eating a chili while eating.

He swallowed it without changing his face, told Song Zhao that the water was not spicy, and asked her if she wanted to taste it.

Forget it, he almost handed the pepper to Song Zhaoshui's mouth.

Song Zhaoshui couldn't refuse, so he opened his mouth and took a bite.

After three seconds, she spit it out calmly, took a few mouthfuls of ice water, and said with a smile, "Liar to me?"

Xie Nanting was also too hot. Seeing that she was fooled, he stretched out his hand to get his own ice water to drink. Song Zhaoshui immediately took his cup away: "Isn't it not spicy, what kind of water should I drink?"

Self-inflicted sin can't live, Song Zhaoshui spit out the chili pepper, but Xie Nanting swallowed it down. At this moment, both ears seemed to be steaming out, and his eyes were red. He looked at Song Zhaoshui begging for mercy. Before the latter could return the quilt to him, he couldn't wait to reach out and take Song Zhaoshui's cup. Drained in a blink of an eye.

"You," Song Zhaoshui was startled, "on purpose?"

Xie Nanting's face was hot and red anyway, and he couldn't tell no matter how blood was surging, he said cheekily, "It's so hot."

so spicy?

Why don't you kill me?