Chapter 22 Suddenly

Wang Panshi drank a little too much, maybe because he was a little happy to see his former junior schoolmate.

He is a simple person. When he is studying, he studies seriously. When working as a reporter, he is very focused on doing a good job as a reporter. Apart from that, he rarely puts his energy into other things.

Such people tend to be more sincere towards those close to them.

Wang Panshi said: "I have been paying attention to you in the past few years. I have basically watched all the dramas played by Jiang Lin and listened to all the songs sung by Xiao Song."

He laughed, "It's really amazing. Suddenly our school has two big stars, and everyone is very proud. Sometimes I will chat with my classmates, and everyone will always mention you two."

Liu Jianglin pursed his lips: "It turns out that we have become a common topic for everyone."

"Ah? Do you mind this? If you mind, I will never talk to them again." Wang Panshi was already a little drunk at this time, and his eyes were a little wandering.

Liu Jianglin smiled and waved his hands and said, "No."

Song Shiyu took in the smile on Liu Jianglin's face, and a layer of light and shadow from the past floated in his heart.

When they were in love, they were studying in the library. Sometimes when they looked up, they saw her looking at him and smiling.

Song Shiyu likes to see Liu Jianglin smile. Her smile is beautiful, as bright as the sun breaking through the clouds.

After the breakup, he would sometimes think of the time when she smiled at him. While he felt beautiful, he also felt regretful and unhappy.

Of course, Song Shiyu didn't know that Liu Jianglin was sitting on this table, and it seemed that every word he said was addressed to Wang Panshi, and every expression he made was directed at Wang Panshi. In fact, all of them were addressed to him at the same time.

You see. A woman knows where her charm lies, as long as she wants the man she likes to know.

Wang Panshi drank a little too much, so Song Shiyu had to send him back.

"You should also get in the car. After I send him home, we will go back to the hotel together."

Of course Liu Jianglin would not agree immediately.

"No need." She said, "I can just take a taxi back."

"It's not safe for you to take a taxi so late at night."

Liu Jianglin said nothing.

Song Shiyu added: "It's hard for me to send him back alone. You can help me."

Liu Jianglin then said: "Okay."

I asked Wang Panshi for his home address and drove there all the way. The car was so quiet that I could only hear Wang Panshi's moans because he was drunk and uncomfortable.

When he arrived at Wang Panshi's house, Song Shiyu and Liu Jianglin helped him upstairs.

Wang Panshi's father opened the door and groaned when he saw him drinking like this.

"Thank you very much."

Song Shiyu and Liu Jianglin nodded and smiled at Wang Panshi's father.

Wang Panshi's father doesn't care about the entertainment industry, nor does he watch TV series very much. He doesn't know them, but he just thinks they look a bit familiar.

They all look pretty.

"Then let's go back first."

Song Shiyu and Liu Jianglin returned to the car. It was already late at night, and everything was quiet. Snowflakes were still falling repeatedly, and there was a tendency to turn the dark night white. He rubbed his hands and started the car, and the engine hummed.

Liu Jianglin buckled his seat belt and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

"Heat the car," he replied.

In fact, the car had only been turned off for less than five minutes.

But Liu Jianglin didn't expose it.

The car was silent.

Snowflakes fell on the hood of the car before their eyes.

After a while, Song Shiyu finally put down the brakes and started the car.

The car carefully passed through the narrow area, its headlights shining like silent eyes on the front.

The walk back to the hotel was quiet, not a word was said.

Until the hotel, until the two of them got off the bus, until they entered the elevator, and went back to their rooms.

As soon as he entered the room, Song Shiyu grabbed his hands, clenched them into fists, and sighed in annoyance.

He had wanted to take this opportunity to speak countless times just now.

But I don’t know what to say, and I feel like no matter what I say, it’s useless.

Maybe once you open your mouth, it will only increase the embarrassment.

But no matter what, he wasted a good opportunity. There is no doubt about this. Song Shiyu sighed and came out of the shower, but he was no better.

He dried his hair, lay down on the bed, and stretched his arms lazily.

He picked up his phone and sent a message to his mother, asking: How is grandma?

I didn’t remember until I finished posting that it was already very late.

But his mother still replied and said: Much better, I have fallen asleep. Have you and your senior finished eating?

He said: Well, we have arrived at the hotel.

Mom: Go to bed early.

He replied: Okay, you go to bed early too.

Song Shiyu usually goes to bed relatively late. This seems to be the case in the actor's profession. He often stays up late to play, and his biological clock has long been disrupted. Of course, it can't be blamed on filming. Young people nowadays all sleep late.

Why is this happening? You can obviously get up earlier the next day, so that you feel refreshed when you get up, and it's not so difficult. You don't have to pull yourself out of bed like a carrot from the ground, but once you wake up,

At night, I no longer feel sleepy and don’t want to sleep. I can’t bear to put down my phone or novel. My eyelids feel as heavy as lead, and I try to hold on until the last moment.

Song Shiyu suddenly thought, is Liu Jianglin asleep now?

Probably not yet. She has to go through too many procedures every time before going to bed, at least ten more steps.

We once traveled together and slept in the same room at night.

He saw with his own eyes that after Liu Jianglin took a shower, he steamed his face, applied various essences, and stretched, as if the steps before going to bed could be filmed in a movie.

But at this moment, the phone suddenly rang.

Song Shiyu received a call from an unfamiliar number.

He didn't answer.

He never answers calls from unknown numbers.

After a while, the phone rang again, this time it was his mother.

Song Shiyu couldn't help frowning, feeling a little flustered, worried that something had happened to her grandma again.

He hurriedly answered the phone, but heard his mother say on the phone: "Son, I just received a call from the police station, saying that your dad was in a car accident and is now being treated in the hospital."

Song Shiyu was stunned for a long time.

"He was in a car accident?" He couldn't believe it.

"Yes, let's go there quickly." His mother said, "What is this?"

Song Shiyu heard a trace of trembling panic and a little cry in his voice.

"Mom, don't worry, I'll come to pick you up right away." He said, "Don't go there by yourself. I'll drive over. I'll be there soon. Just wait for me on the roadside at our house."

His mother gave a shuddering hum.

After hanging up the phone, Song Shiyu was still a little confused and could not calm down.

(End of chapter)

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