Has the scumbag actor confessed?

It wasn't until the moment the plane took off that Zhong Yi realized what he had done.

The scenery outside the window gradually changed, from the cobweb-like road strung together by street lamps to the cloudy sky, until it was completely dark, and only the mechanically flickering navigation lights on the wings could be seen.

At 10:20, I found that the last flight to Nanjing still had vacancies, so I placed an order immediately.

Then, he rushed from school to the airport, arrived at the airport an hour later, exchanged tickets as fast as he could and passed the security check—and finally stepped into the cabin one second before the door closed.

Because of nervousness along the way, Zhong Yi kept staring at the time and had no time to think about anything else.

But now that he had calmed down, he remembered that he hadn't booked a hotel in Nanjing yet, and he didn't know where Shen Xifeng lived.

He suddenly realized that when he got off the plane, he was completely black.

In more than ten years of life, it seems that I have never made a decision like this without thinking.

It really is a pig near Zhuzhe.

He smiled wryly and raised his hand to cover his eyes, feeling a little helpless.

When the plane got to the stratosphere and the stewardess started serving drinks and snacks, Zhong Yi had time to think about the next plan.

I ran to Nanjing so impulsively, what exactly did I want to do?

Shen Xifeng has to work and rehearse, so what about himself?

Standing aside like a pole, or like most fans, guarding the hotel entrance, waiting for him to come in and out, and take a look from afar?

It's better to stay in the hotel, at least it's not so embarrassing.

I remember that after he left, he should have sent Qin Wen a message, asking her where Shen Yu lived in Nanjing, but because he didn't receive a reply, he forgot about it for a while.

Check it out after getting off the plane. If Qin Wen doesn't know, go to a few big websites to check the news, maybe you can find out.

After all, Shen Yu has been going to Nanjing every week for more than a month, and the fans must have picked up where he lives.

Zhong Yi has been so excited since last night, even though the plane fell asleep a lot at this moment, he still doesn't feel sleepy.

After turning on the reading light, he pulled out the magazine on the machine and began to flip through it.

Most of the advertisements in these kinds of magazines took up half of the pages of the book. He flipped through them casually, and a mugshot of Shen Xifeng came into view unexpectedly.

It was an endorsement for a watch of a certain sports brand, Shen Xifeng smiled and stood in the sun with white teeth, wearing a sports headband on his head, his full youth almost bursting out of the page.

Zhong Yi hadn't seen Shen Xifeng for several days, and stared at the photo for several minutes, the more he looked at it, the more reluctant to let it go.

Maybe the lack of sleep really affects thinking. Next, Zhong Yi accidentally did something that she would not be able to do even if she was beaten to death.

He glanced left and right, and saw that everyone around him was dozing off with closed eyes, so he carefully tore off the advertisement page, folded it in two, stuffed it into the notebook he carried with him, and pressed it.

Then, I took out another 50 yuan and put it in the magazine, which was right as compensation.

There was no other reason, but after worrying all night, seeing the healthy and sunny Shen Yu in the advertisement, she suddenly wanted to stay as evidence.

After doing this, he also felt ashamed, his handsome face flushed until he got off the plane.

After getting out of the cabin, Zhong Yi turned on her phone, and the text message was received before WeChat.

It was three incoming call reminders. Looking at the phone number, it was from Shen Xifeng. The last call was half an hour ago.

The red-eye flight took off just after zero o'clock, and it was almost 2 o'clock at this moment, what happened to Shen Xifeng to call him in the early morning?

Zhong Yi stopped in his tracks, hesitated again and again, but still held back the hand that called back.

It was too late, he must have fallen asleep, maybe it was just a misdialing, or...

Before he could think of another reason, the phone rang again, and the call was still WW.

This time he didn't hesitate and quickly connected the phone.

"Are you there?" Shen Xifeng's voice sounded sober, and there was a bit of echo, as if he was in an empty place.

"Huh? Where are you?" Zhong Yi was taken aback by the question.

He heard Shen Xifeng take a deep breath, and said in a more emphatic tone: "Nanjing, the CZ8487 you were sitting on landed 5 minutes ago."

I don’t know where I saw it, saying that scientists have done experiments, why do human babies always look for their mothers?

In addition to biological instinct, another interesting point is that the baby has stayed in the mother's body for more than nine months, and is very familiar with the sound of blood flowing in the mother's blood vessels, so it needs to find a sound with the same frequency and volume to fall asleep quietly.

At that time, Zhong Yi scoffed at this. With the range of human hearing and hearing, how could it be possible to perceive the faint sound of blood flow?

This cognition was not broken until the moment before.

He stood in the empty airport corridor, holding his mobile phone tightly. In addition to the pounding heartbeat, he also heard a slight rustling sound in the ear, which was the sound of blood flow.

It turned out that it could really be heard.

"...Yi, Zhongyi?" Shen Xifeng urged without waiting for a reply for a long time.

Only then did Zhong Yi come to his senses, coughed lightly, and asked, "How do you...know?"

There was a chuckle over there, "Come out first, I'll be waiting for you in the arrival hall."

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Yi was stunned for a few seconds, then ran away.

He only had a bag on his back, and he didn't have to carry his luggage, so he ran out of the control area at a fast speed.

This was the last flight arriving in Hong Kong today, and there were only a handful of dozens of people waiting outside to pick it up, and there was no sign of Shen Xifeng at a glance.

Zhong Yi was sweating profusely from running, looking around to search.

When he was panting and walked near the exit, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder. He turned around quickly, and saw Shen Xifeng in black clothes and a mask.

In the past few days, Zhong Yi has searched for news about Shen Yu on the Internet, and saw that there is a tag named #包门香#.

The tag is full of Reuters photos of Shen Yu wearing a mask. The comments below are mostly "I can be a taro for the rest of my life with this eye", "The eyebrows and eyes are completely like the little brother who came out of the comics", "Don't cover it up, even if it's just I can recognize you with a pair of eyes."

At this moment, Zhong Yi was facing this "little brother who came out of the comics" with an unsteady breath, and suddenly understood the madness of the fans.

Although he is of pure blood, Shen Xifeng's nose bridge and browbones are very three-dimensional. After wearing the mask, his peach blossom eyes hidden under the shadow of the T-zone are rippling and captivating.

Zhong Yi went smoothly, but his mind was in a mess. As soon as he uttered the word "you", he was interrupted by Shen Xifeng.

"Let's go, go back to the hotel first."

Shen Xifeng glanced at Zhong Yi up and down, and asked again: "No luggage? Which hotel did you book?"

Zhong Yi tugged on the backpack strap, and shook his head unnaturally.

Shen Xifeng narrowed his eyes, and asked in doubt: "You haven't booked a hotel yet, have you? What happened to make you so anxious?"

Zhong Yi didn't want to answer this question, so he tilted his head and asked, "How did you know that I came to Nanjing and even found out the flight number?"

"Who are you going to send that WeChat message to?"

Seeing Zhong Yi's blank face, Shen Xifeng raised his chin, pointed to the mobile phone in his hand and said, "Look for yourself."

It was only then that Zhong Yi remembered that he seemed to have received several WeChat messages after turning on the machine just now, and hurriedly opened it to take a look, and was immediately speechless.

He usually doesn't like to chat on WeChat, and there are only a few dialogs coming and going.

Because Shen Xifeng asked him a question at noon yesterday, the WW dialog box was ranked behind Qin Wen.

When he was rushing to the airport, he focused all his attention on time, and the question he asked Qin Wen was sent to WW by mistake.

That sentence was still written like this: "What hotel is Shen Yu staying in Nanjing? He will be singing with Ling Sheng next week. Didn't your fans put pressure on the agency to change partners?"

Zhong Yi stared at that WeChat message, pondered for a while, and suddenly wanted to strangle himself who didn't know that he had programmed it with some kind of bug.

Although it's been a while, can this WeChat message be withdrawn...

Zhong Yi kept his head down looking at his phone, his neck was a little sore.

Shen Xifeng was also full of question marks, but he was not in a hurry right now.

He gave Zhong Yi a hand, and walked out: "I will live with me tonight. There is only one big bed. You will make do with it."

In the taxi back to the hotel, Shen Xifeng told Zhong Yi how he guessed his itinerary.

Last night, Shen Xifeng recorded the program until almost 12 o'clock. After returning to the hotel, he saw Zhong Yi's WeChat message. He immediately understood that Zhong Yi already knew about his entanglement with Ling Sheng.

He immediately dialed a call, Zhong Yi's cell phone was already turned off.

He read the wechat several times again, and suddenly thought of some possibility, so he asked someone to check Zhong Yi's booking records of major airlines, and after this search, he really found out.

"I thought you would come over on the weekend, but I didn't expect you to be in such a hurry."

There wasn't much emotion in Shen Xifeng's words. After finishing the last sentence, he turned his head and glanced at Zhong Yi, then fell into silence.

The two sat in the back seat, less than half a meter apart.

Zhong Yi only needs to raise his arm to hold Shen Xifeng's hand hanging on his knee.

Zhong Yi clenched his fists several times, but finally let go, let out a long breath, and replied calmly: "Oh, Teacher He notified you shortly. There is a physics competition here on the weekend. I was originally a backup, but the students who participated I'm sick, and I'm urgently asked to rescue him."

Shen Xifeng, who was hidden in the darkness, stared at Zhong Yi for a long time before saying, "Really? Fortunately, I'm here, otherwise you'd have to sleep at the airport tonight."

"Is that... all right?"

After a long time, Zhong Yi finally said something without beginning or end.

Shen Xifeng lowered his eyelids, and said with a light smile, "Of course, do you think I look like a patient now?"

Not like it, but that doesn't mean it isn't.

Time was limited, and Zhong Yi didn't have time to go to SCI for inquiries, only Baidu got a rough idea.

The etiology of depression is complex, and more than [-]% of patients have multiple relapses.

At present, the detection and intervention methods in China are relatively backward. It is estimated that there is still a deviation in the diagnosis based on the local hospital in Ningzhou.

Do you need to go to the first-tier cities to have a look again, or should you not emphasize it and make it down?

Dozens of thoughts were swirling in Zhong Yi's mind, and when he finally thought about it, he felt that he had no position to say these things.In the end, he could only lean on the back of the chair and turn his head to look out the window.

At 2:[-] in the morning on the streets of Nanjing, the luxuriant sycamore trees covered the street lights, and the taxis speeding past on the empty streets seemed to be shuttling in a dark dream.

The two people in the back row of the car had nothing to say, they were as silent as the night tonight.

Shen Xifeng lived in an executive room with only one bed and a sofa outside.

Zhong Yi was hypocritical, and just pointed at the sofa with her finger.

Shen Xifeng said, "If you don't want to sleep with me, I'll sleep on the sofa. Otherwise, I'll open another room, it's not expensive, more than 3000 a night."

Just sleep and sleep, is it possible that the two-meter-wide bed is not enough for two people?

Shen Xifeng drove Zhong Yi to take a bath, and sat in the bedroom to sort out his thoughts.

He is not 100% sure of Zhong Yi's current attitude.

This child's actions are full of protection, but his mouth does not relax at all. What he says is half true and false. When he is lying, he will not blink his eyes, and his conscience will not hurt!

Like a resourceful civet cat, it is very troublesome.

I have concerns, after all, the college entrance examination is coming, and everything has to give way to the college entrance examination.

Shen Xifeng is really tired at the moment, the rematch is very important, and he will face Ling Sheng face to face soon.

After passing this level, there is still the college entrance examination waiting for him. Thinking about the next month, he felt apprehensive from the bottom of his heart.

Besieged on all sides, he really doesn't have the energy to fight wits and courage with Zhong Yi's brain.

Just stabilize the kid before we talk.

"Is there a blower?" Zhong Yi wrapped in a bathrobe and walked to Shen Xifeng's side.

The bathrobes provided by the hotel are all one-size-fits-all, and they are a little too big for Zhong Yi, revealing a large area of ​​skin at the lapel, deeply provoking someone's fragile nerves at three o'clock in the morning.

Zhong saw that Shen Xifeng didn't answer, and leaned over to flip through the drawer under the desk by himself. The two-inch wide belt tightly bound his thin waist.

Shen Xifeng's face was a little hot, and he looked away with difficulty.He always felt that if he looked at it a few more times, he couldn't guarantee what he would do.

He went into the bathroom and flushed with cold water for half an hour, and when he came out again, Zhong Yi had already fallen asleep lying on the left side of the bed.

Shen Xifeng, who had covered Zhong Yi with a quilt more than once in the middle of the night, knew his sleeping habits very well.

The child likes to sleep on his stomach with his head down and sometimes has a soft snoring noise when his nose is blocked by a pillow.

He walked to the head of the bed, propped his hands on the edge of the bed, and carefully looked at Zhong Yi's sleeping face, and saw messy bangs scattered on his forehead, still slightly steamy.

Shen Xifeng frowned, stretched out his hand to touch it, and sure enough, he was only seven to eighty percent dry, already so tired?

He sighed, and was about to straighten up, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of something under Zhong Yi's body, revealing a black corner.

He stared at that thing carefully, and he had already guessed a little bit, but he didn't dare to think about it any further.

After making sure that the other party would not wake up, Shen Xifeng gently pulled out the thing again. He saw that it was the black T-shirt he had just replaced. I remember it was thrown on the sofa. How could he run here? coming?

The T-shirt was not dirty, it was changed by Shen Xifeng before going out at night, he walked in a hurry, so naturally he didn't wear perfume, as to why he was suppressed by this little cleanliness...

He stood where he was, with a certain possibility that he didn't dare to think about, and at the same time, an answer that was ready to come out was beating in Shen Xifeng's chest. He covered his mouth, but he couldn't hold back the smile on his lips.

At 03:30 in the morning, in a quiet room, Shen Xifeng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the five-star hotel room, laughing silently like an idiot.