Qianye held this invitation letter.
After thinking about it, I didn't get a definite result.
He paused.
I still think it would be better to ask An Yue about this kind of thing.
After all, the other party has a simple understanding of this kind of thing...
It's just a matter of guessing.
I don’t know when to go.
And I don’t know if the conclusion I guessed is accurate...
Qianye breathed out and put the invitation in the drawer of the computer desk in the bedroom.
Thinking of a little girl watching TV in the living room.
He stuck his head out and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you need something to eat?"
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat. How long have you been eating? I want to watch TV!"
Youyou sat on the sofa with her legs crossed.
He was staring at the TV screen with all his concentration, looking at the bloody and boring plot on it with great interest...
"OK."
Qianye didn't care too much.
Anyway, the time from when he entered the script to when he came out.
In reality, it didn't take long at all.
Even if you are hungry, you will not be hungry...
So he poured himself a glass of water and poured it into his stomach, then went back to his room and prepared to take a nap to recuperate.
This sleep.
Qianye slept soundly.
Maybe it’s been a long time since I’ve been exposed to this sense of reality.
Maybe you have to be in your own real home to relax your tense nerves...
all in all.
Qianye felt that he was even in that false world.
It's not that easy...
"Dad, Mom..." He closed his eyes and murmured about his parents in the illusory world.
Inexplicable.
He actually began to think about the meaning of the existence of those so-called false illusions and the value of their existence...
Including the existence of Yu Xixi’s world.
Let Chino understand the meaning of these things for the first time.
I started thinking...
If you want to compare with others.
Qianye is obviously not the worst.
Of course not the best.
In an era when the divorce rate is ridiculously high, his living environment is in the middle...
Without the company of parents.
When I was in high school, I lost my grandmother, the only one I could rely on.
Chino now.
After all, he is just a little orphan...
In fact, if we didn’t have those warm experiences.
He didn't particularly care about this feeling of loneliness.
The difference between a person and a group of people.
It’s nothing more than eating hot pot alone, going to KTV to sing alone, and feeling your way to the hospital alone when you get sick...
Qianye has always been a strong person.
He has always felt that these are not problems at all...
But.
In a world that has experienced joy.
And after that world in the illusion.
He suddenly felt that such a life was too boring and boring...
The loneliness of ordinary days.
In fact, there is nothing.
However.
Every festival, the sounds of laughter and laughter coming from the windows of every house can be clearly transmitted to Qianye's ears and eyes.
A feeling of loss.
It's this kind of thing where thousands of lights are around, but no one stays for Qianye...
"Actually, if I could have a family."
"It's also pretty good."
Qianye finally came up with this inexplicable idea in his mind.
Very familiar to him.
But he fell into a deep sleep on the big bed without any warmth...
…
The next day.
The long-lost sunshine shines on the windowsill.
The lucky bamboo placed next to the bookcase in the room was covered with a layer of gold.
Vintage quartz clock hanging on the wall.
The pointer also slowly pointed to the "1" position.
One o'clock at noon.
Qianye opened his rested eyes a thin slit.
Looking out between the curtains that were not completely closed...
Just in time.
A group of wild geese flying back from the south happened to pass by his sight.
"I slept for so long."
He slowly got up from the bed, sat back in the wheelchair with bare feet and pushed it to the window sill, and forcefully opened the curtains...
The warm wind suddenly blew over Qianye's face.
He couldn't help feeling it.
It's a bit refreshing...
"Qianye, you sleep like a big lazy pig, you can't wake up no matter how you scream."
suddenly.
A childish voice sounded from the side, breaking Qianye's emotion about this beautiful spring scene.
There is also a finger.
Keep poking his back.
Qianye turned around and found that the person standing behind him was Youyou...
"Well, I must be too tired, so I slept a little longer. What's wrong, are you hungry?"
Because I'm in a good mood.
Therefore, Qianye's tone towards Youyou is also very friendly.
"What, why do you only ask me if I'm hungry?" However, Youyou complained a little about this, and she continued angrily: "I have cooked noodles for a long time, and I originally wanted to cook a bowl for you. But I can’t wake you up no matter how I call you.”
"Well, that's very embarrassing." Qianye touched the little girl's head.
This pampering moment.
He actually had the illusion that she was his daughter...
"What daughter, she's such a mess!"
After realizing that I had this ridiculous idea.
Qianye also wished he could give himself two big bidou.
Then get this thought out of your mind...
certainly.
The young man standing in front of him didn't know this.
She just pointed out her finger to the bedroom door angrily and told Qianye, "You have guests coming. They came and knocked on the door early in the morning. They have been waiting for you in the living room for several hours."
guest?
Qianye was a little stunned.
He never thought that any guests would come to him.
The only person who might take the initiative to come to his house is Pu Yunjin who loves to eat and drink.
It's just that Youyou used the word "they".
It made him feel a little confused.
"Have you been waiting for several hours..."
While Qianye was thinking about who would come, he also thought that after the so-called guest left, he would tell Xiaoyou that if a stranger knocked on the door, he would have to wait until he arrived before opening the door.
He pushed the wheelchair to the living room.
His expression became a little unnatural...
Because sitting on his sofa at this time, there were actually three grown men.
As if he were at home, Park Yunjin took out a box of yogurt from Qianye's refrigerator and was lying on the sofa sucking it.
"First Evolution"
He was still dressed in the crazy hip-hop style that day.
Qianye didn't know which part of him was wrong.
Will love this style during this time...
Next to Pu Yunjin.
It was An Zhan who was smoking a cigarette.
That battle.
It's like arriving in heaven.
Qianye could smell a very choking smell even at the door of the bedroom...
An ashtray was placed in front of An Yu.
It was filled with many half-smoked cigarettes.
It can be seen from this.
The other party has indeed been waiting here for a long time...
And the last one.
It was Editor Ziliang who Qianye had not seen for a long time recently.
Since the last time the other party left him a cheering message, there has been no other contact between the two.
Qianye still felt that at the time.
Maybe my sales were too poor.
Ziliang has lost the idea of cooperating with him, which leads to this.
In terms of his temperament.
It's not a big problem if Ziliang doesn't contact him.
After all, it is always his own fault...
but.
This time Ziliang came to see him.
On the contrary, it surprised him...
"you?"
Qianye didn't know how this strange trio came together to find him. He was just at the door of the bedroom, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"We're here to find you."
After the three of them saw Qianye coming out.
They replied to Qianye in unison.
"nonsense."
Qianye pinched the bridge of her nose, thinking about pouring a glass of water for these barely guests, and then talking about anything in detail.
Just when he first had this idea.
He found that there was already a glass of poured water on the coffee table in front of several people.
"I'm quite conscious..."
"Why did you come to me at the same time?"
Qianye gave up the idea of pouring water.
He was too lazy to move.
He pushed the wheelchair directly, leaned towards the coffee table lazily, and then asked curiously.
"It just so happens that the three of us are from different walks of life, and we met together at the door of your house."
Editor Ziliang is compared to An Zhi and Pu Yunjin.
It simply looks too elegant.
He sat upright and meticulously on the sofa, put his hand on his slippery glasses, and answered like a gentleman.
"Well, brother Ziliang is right, that's the case. But Qianye, you are really good at sleeping. I almost lost the patience and rushed in and grabbed you!" An Yuan was obviously very different from Ziliang.
His character is very free and easy.
While talking, he kept patting Ziliang on the shoulder.
It seems like a very familiar look...
"You all know each other?" Qianye asked the three of them tentatively, looking at An Zhi's extremely familiar behavior.
"Absolutely. It's boring to wait for you. We have talked a lot. We only talked about whether it would be better to have a son or a daughter in the future." An Yue put out the cigarette in his hand.
Maybe he himself felt a little choked.
So he walked towards the window and opened the glass a little further to let the room breathe.
"Okay, then I won't introduce you to you...how did you come to find me?"
Qianye was not interested in the chat between several people.
He skipped this boring topic.
Get to the point of doubt about the topic.
After hearing the words, the three of them all looked at each other, as if deciding who would speak first.
at last.
After hesitating for a long time, Qianye couldn't stand it anymore.
I had to let Ziliang speak first.
After all, Zi Liang hasn't seen him for so long. There may be something important this time...
"Me? Actually, I don't have anything particularly important. I mainly want to discuss issues with you. I have plenty of time today, so I'm not in a hurry to go back."
However, Ziliang obviously did not sell Qianye's face.
After he said a bunch of things that were indistinguishable from what he didn't say.
I gave the right to speak to Park Yunjin...
"I, I don't have anything to say. I just want to come over and ask you something. But after contacting An Zhi just now, I found that he has the same purpose as me in coming to you, so let him talk first."
Qianye didn't know if this was his imagination.
He always felt that after Park Yunjin gained the ability to "read minds", his chatty temperament changed a lot.
There is no such verbose look as before...
"Okay, okay, none of yours matters."
"Then just tell me."
Qianye rubbed his head, which was a little sore from being speechless.
I really don't know what expression to make.
If Ziliang hadn't been his editor.
On the surface, he still has to show some respect.
Just now he couldn't help but give these two people a middle finger!
What the hell are you doing...
To say or not to say.
They all say that their own is not important.
It's like shirking etiquette and looking like someone who deserves a beating...
"Huh? Are you going to come directly to me so soon?"
An Yuan obviously didn't expect that Ziliang and Pu Yunjin only made half a fart.
He was surprised.
I didn’t continue to shirk it...
He took something out of his pocket, slapped it on the coffee table, and then motioned Qianye to look at it.
"Have you received this invitation letter?"
Qianye looked at the things on the coffee table.
Suddenly I remembered that this thing was exactly the same as the express delivery I received yesterday.
Whether it's text engraved in golden paint.
It’s still the size of a piece of paper as dark as ink.
Everything is exactly the same...
"Yes." Qian Ye immediately responded.
But then he thought of something.
He turned his head and looked at Ziliang, who was sitting elegantly beside him.
If ordinary people like Ziliang know this stuff, is there really no problem?
"You don't have to look at me like that. I've been in that world just like you, and I can understand these things."
Ziliang probably guessed what Qianye was thinking.
He answered casually as if nothing had happened.
The calmness in his voice.
It made Qianye extremely surprised...
"Qianye, you don't need to worry too much. While you were sleeping, we already knew a little bit about Brother Ziliang. It seems that he entered the script earlier than you."
An just explained from the side.
But Qianye still felt that it was a little too outrageous.
Editor He Ziliang has also entered the world of horror.
And what he said before...
It sounds like a dream.
No matter how you look at it, it’s fake!
It's not realistic at all.
Although she thought that An Ji didn't need to joke about this kind of thing to herself, Qianye still cast a doubtful look at Pu Yunjin...
The other party can read minds.
True or false.
Park Yunjin can see much more clearly than him...
And after meeting Qianye's gaze.
Pu Yunjin also nodded in confirmation.
This is definitely something that Qianye didn't expect...
"I really can't tell."
Qianye looked at Ziliang with a different look.
Getting a little weird.
He retracted his surprise.
Instead, there was an expression of "I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply."
Qianye didn't expect it.
The scope of this terrifying world will be so wide.
Even my own editor.
will also be involved...
"Okay, let's get down to business. Are you sure you have received this invitation letter?" An Zhi interrupted Qianye's thinking about Ziliang and brought the topic to the invitation letter.
"Well, let's put it in my bedroom now. If you want to see it, I'll show it to you."
Chino replied.
But then he saw An Zhi put away his playful smile, and then frowned.
He didn't know.
This invitation letter is something important.
It also made An Zhi show this expression...
"Hey, don't tell me that anyone who receives this invitation will be cursed and die."
Qianye used the usual routines in movies and TV series, and complained about the invitation and An Zhi's expression.
"Not really."
"It's just a simple invitation."
An just shook his head and didn't care about Qianye's complaints.
"It's just that the party in this invitation is indeed a terrible thing..."
