Mei Qian laid himself down on the bed, his face completely lost the relaxation he had during the phone call just now.
At this time, Ning Chi came down from the terrace holding her cell phone and said as soon as she entered the door: "Brother, Maomao called to complain, saying that you refused to answer her..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mei Qian raising his hand.
In front of Ning Chi, Mei Qian dialed Maomao's number.
"Hello? Oh, I pressed the wrong button. I wanted to call you back, but then Zhang Yu called again. Didn't I just put down the phone?"
"Receive the award? Are you still thinking about it? You don't need to come over. The script has been sold? You should just be busy with this! If I want to go abroad, there is a direct flight from Jinling to Uzbekistan, and I will leave directly..."
"Boss lady? Pretty? Didn't notice... the photo? What photo?"
From the beginning to the end, Mei Qian's voice remained unchanged during the call and was very gentle.
But after hanging up the phone, he gritted his teeth and opened Ning Chi's circle of friends, and finally found a photo.
The photo was obviously taken secretly. It showed someone named Mei holding a red wine glass and drinking with an enchanting beauty. I wonder if there was something wrong with the angle. It was obviously a very ordinary social scene, but when it was reflected in the photo, it became He smiled with an extremely gentle expression, and the landlady opposite him was actually smiling as well, as if he was secretly flirting with her...
"Good guy!" Mei Qian was furious and wanted to settle the score with Ning Chi. Only then did he realize that the other party had already walked away when he dialed the number.
However, at this moment, Mei Qian was not in the mood to teach his younger brother a lesson.
The monk who ran away couldn't escape the temple, but he could still be tolerated.
After thinking about it, he simply silenced his cell phone and lay back on the bed.
He feels a little tired. Anyway, he is too lazy to say a word now...
Mei Qian is not a person who is short of money. The reason why he chose this B&B instead of a hotel was that he spent a long time selecting it.
Perhaps, the rooms here are not big, not as comfortable as a hotel, and the supporting facilities are not complete.
But what attracted him was the warm and personal decoration here, as well as the delicious food that is often mentioned in reviews.
Yes, the chefs here only make local home-cooked dishes. They are definitely not as diverse as the hotel's dishes, and they don't have the exquisite skills of the chefs. However, they are more smoky than those exquisite dishes. And it is precisely because of this feature that, Booking this B&B is super difficult.
To be honest, the local food in Hangzhou is not very appetizing. But the proprietress is really nice. Mei Qian is happy staying here and is too lazy to change places.
It was dinner time again, and the landlady personally brought the dishes and red wine to the distinguished guests.
According to past habits, she would sit next to Mei Qian, have a drink and chat together.
It was the same today, but as soon as she took her seat, she noticed something was wrong with Mei Qian's expression next to her. She followed the other person's gaze and couldn't help but smile and asked: "Xiao Ning looked quite energetic during the day, what's wrong now?" You're tired, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Ning Chi, who was opposite him, lowered his head and said nothing.
However, Mei Qian smiled and explained for him: "It's okay. I accidentally fell while walking. The young man has thick skin and good health. He has already applied safflower oil and it will stop hurting in a while. Right?" The last two words, But he asked the question to the other person.
Ning Chi unconsciously reached out to cover the corners of his blue mouth, and just hummed twice...
Except for Ning Chi, no one connected the phenomenon of the West Lake dragon absorbing water with Mei Qian, or the "White Snake" he told, because no matter how you heard it, it was too unreliable.
As for the fact that several mysterious videos briefly circulated on the Internet, few people remember it, and even Mei Qian has no idea about it.
In the next two days, the announcement of a celebrity PC on the hot search hit the headlines, completely suppressing the news that Mei Qian won the award. And the news about the rare phenomenon of dragons absorbing water in West Lake has long since disappeared.
Seeing this, Mei Qian couldn't help but quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The initial worry had completely disappeared.
When he first saw the waterspout, Mei Qian really thought the system was causing trouble.
But after such a long time, there was no news that anything was wrong, and everything seemed to be safe and sound.
Mei Qian felt that she was completely careless and just happened to encounter a rare spectacle.
After that, I no longer paid attention to the West Lake water thing.
He has been waiting for news from Zhang Yu, but the matter may be really complicated, and there has been no feedback from the other end for such a long time.
But in the evening, an anonymous text message caught his attention.
The content of the text message was very simple. The other party claimed to be his ardent fan and asked him to meet tonight. Below was a series of addresses.
Even if you are not a great writer like Mei Qian, if you are an ordinary person, if you see such an inexplicable message, you will only treat it as a scam text message.
However, Mei Qian fell into deep thought when he saw the crabapple flower added at the end.
He did not mention this matter to Ning Chi, but waited for the early hours of the morning, quietly put on a hoodie, and jumped out of the window of the room on the second floor.
After that, we walked through the streets and alleys and made a big circle. After confirming that no one was following us, we arrived at the lake again.
In modern cities, whether nightlife starts or ends has little to do with the time.
Mei Qian passed by several small vendors who were cleaning up the mess, looked around, and then found a bench to sit on.
After waiting for a short time, someone sat down next to him.
"Sneaky, I guessed it was you..." Mei Qian didn't turn around at all, his eyes always fell on the lake, but he accurately told the person's identity...