After answering Cheng Hao's call, He Xinceng's mind went blank. He was still complacent before, but why did he become Ma Jianling in the blink of an eye?
He didn't say anything on the phone. Even if he was in a hurry to return to the capital to see Cheng Hao, I'm afraid he couldn't do anything. After all, this was related to a person's life and she was the one closest to her.
Sometimes life is so helpless. If you want to change your destiny, you must first weigh your own weight, even if you are a reborn person.
He Xin sat in the dimly lit cabin, not sleepy at all. He kept thinking about every moment he spent with Cheng Hao in his mind, feeling depressed and confused.
Maybe Cheng Hao encountered such a hurdle in her previous life, and maybe it was because of this hurdle that she became a "heartthrob". Youdao was a blessing in disguise. Even if he suddenly broke into her life, he still
Nothing can be changed.
In the final analysis, it was because of the word "money". Apart from the 100,000-yuan bank card in his pocket, he could not help Cheng Hao more, and he would not pretend to be fat in order to retain Cheng Hao, and describe what would happen in the future.
Well, because there is no time.
In order to save the lives of her loved ones, her choice is understandable. I am afraid that anyone would make this choice.
There is no doubt that he likes Cheng Hao. Why? He can't explain clearly. Does he need a reason to like someone? No! What can he do for Cheng Hao? This is a very real question, but at this time, he has a question in his heart.
It is clear that he, like Ma Jianling, can do anything for the person he likes.
That's why he boarded the flight back to the capital without hesitation. Although within his own abilities, what he could do for her was very limited, he felt that he had to stay with Cheng Hao, even if it was only for one day.
It was already past one o'clock in the morning when he arrived in the capital. As soon as he left the gate, He Xin saw Chang Jihong waiting outside.
"Sister Hong, why are you here?"
Chang Jihong looked at it and sighed: "Director Dai called me and told me your flight number. You said you were anxious to leave without saying a word. Director Dai was worried about something happening to you."
He Xin forced a forced smile on his face and said, "I was negligent."
Chang Jihong also saw that something was definitely going on. She looked to both sides out of habit. The lobby of the Capital Airport terminal was empty at midnight.
"Let's go, let's talk about it in the car."
He Xin nodded, dragged his luggage and followed Sister Hong to the underground parking garage, and got into a blue Buick commercial vehicle that he had never seen before.
"The car is provided by the company."
Sister Hong started the car, turned on the air conditioner, but without moving, turned around and asked, "What happened?"
He Xin rubbed his face with his hands and sighed: "Cheng Hao resigned from the art industry."
Although He Xin had never taken the initiative to say it before, Chang Jihong knew a little bit about it. When he heard the news, he was inevitably surprised and asked: "Why?"
"Her father's condition has worsened and he needs an organ transplant. A company in Shenghai wants to sign her, but there is no way."
Although what He Xin said was concise and concise, Sister Hong could still understand it. She couldn't help but let out a long sigh and asked, "She wants to break up with you?"
"separate?"
He Xin couldn't help but smile bitterly, shook his head and said: "We can't talk about breaking up. We are probably still friends for now."
"Hey, it's been so long, you guys...then what are you going to do when you come back this time?"
"I don't know... maybe I just want to see her."
He Xin smiled mockingly, turned to look at Chang Jihong and said: "Sister Hong, don't worry, I'm fine. When I came back, I made an agreement with the director, the day after tomorrow at the latest, oh, now it's time to say tomorrow, at the latest
Rush to get the posters tomorrow morning."
Chang Jihong still looked at him with some concern, remained silent for a while, and then nodded: "Okay, I'll help you book a flight to Shenghai tomorrow morning."
Chang Jihong sent He Xin downstairs to Tuanjiehu Community. Seeing his lifeless look, he opened his mouth to persuade him, but in the end he shook his head and said nothing.
"Snapped!"
The fluorescent lamp in the small living room flickered tenaciously twice, and finally jumped up. Two pairs of slippers were neatly placed beside the door, and the women's ones were outside, indicating that although Cheng Hao had not moved here, people had been here.
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Take another look at the room, the table, there is no dust on the floor, and everything is neatly arranged.
The suitcase was casually placed by the door, he changed his shoes, walked to the table and sat down. Only then did he feel exhausted. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, but did not see an ashtray on the table. I have a good future.
I always thought he was smoking in the room when I came here, so he probably put it away.
He sat there stunned for a while, put the cigarette in his hand back into the cigarette case, forced himself to stand up, took off his dirty clothes, threw them into the washing machine, and then took a hot shower.
I lay on the bed, not feeling sleepy, looking at the ceiling, my mind was in a mess and I didn't know what to think. I finally managed to hold on until dawn, hung the washed clothes to dry, and couldn't wait to go out.
The house Cheng Hao and his classmates shared was outside Guang'an Gate in Xicheng City. The area was full of old buildings. There were many residential buildings and they were close together. He Xin walked around like a maze and it took him a while to find the house number.
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He took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was just half past six. He hesitated and lit a cigarette, but after taking a few puffs, he threw the cigarette away, wiped his face and walked upstairs.
"Who is it? So early in the morning!"
After knocking on the door a few times, I heard someone shouting inside. The voice was very familiar. It was Tao Rong who used to live in the same dormitory as Cheng Hao and now they share the same room.
The door opened a crack, revealing the face of a resentful woman who had not yet woken up. Seeing He Xin, Tao Rong was immediately surprised and said: "He Xin, why is it you? Aren't you filming somewhere else?"
"I came back from leave." He Xin forced a smile at her and said.
Tao Rong looked at He Xin's somewhat haggard face, pursed his lips, and muttered: "You have a conscience."
He opened the door and said, "Come in, stay in the bathroom."
The sound of running water came from the bathroom next to the door, and it sounded like someone was washing up. He Xin stood at the door and looked, and there were no extra slippers.
"No need to change, anyway, I have to clean up after I leave. You can sit down wherever you want, I'm going back to the room."
Tao Rong said and quickly got into her room. The girl was only wearing pajamas.
He Xin entered the house and took a look. It had two bedrooms and a very small living room. The layout was similar to his place, but the decoration was a little worse. But after all, it was a girl who lived there, so the hygiene was very clean.
After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, there was a "squeak", the door opened, and Cheng Hao walked out of it wearing a short-sleeved pajamas, with a plain face and slightly red and swollen eyes.
"You came."
She heard the conversation between He Xin and Tao Rong just now.
"Here you go...are you okay?"
The moment he saw her, He Xin felt that his heart was being grabbed.
"Come in and sit down."
Cheng Hao walked over and opened the door to her room.
The bedroom is not big, with a clean single bed inside, a desk by the window, the closet door open, and two large suitcases next to it.
"It's a bit messy. You can sit on the bed." Cheng Hao smiled apologetically, but his smile was very forced.
"What time is the train?"
"No trains, planes, noon flights."
"you……"
On the way here, he had written a lot of notes and wanted to comfort her, but at this time he couldn't say a word.
He simply took out the bank card he had prepared from his pocket, handed it over and said, "I don't have much money. I have 100,000 yuan here. You can take it first."
"Need not!"
Like a frightened little rabbit, Cheng quickly pushed away and whispered: "How can I take your money!"
"Why not?"
He Xin felt irritated and subconsciously raised his voice, but then lowered his voice and even said in a pleading tone: "Now is the time for you to use money. Take it and be prepared, even if I lend it to you."
Cheng Hao still stubbornly pushed his hand away and said: "The signing fee negotiated by the company and the promise to advance the film remuneration to me in advance are enough. Thank you!"
He Xin's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. He wanted to ridicule her. He would rather owe the company a favor than owe him a favor. Should he draw a clear line?
But when he saw the sadness in Cheng Hao's eyes, nothing he could say was appropriate at the moment.
He had no choice but to put away his bank card angrily, remained silent for a while, and said, "I'll take you to the airport later."