Race on the Head of the Ex [Rebirth] - Chapter 105 end

Fans holding this idea are not a minority. #贺清栖卓知微# was ranked in the top ten in a few minutes, and the amount of reading and discussion is still rising. In a blink of an eye, it enters the top three, leaving the first #wonders disbanded #Only one step away.

Subsequently, #爱豆应谈恋爱么# was listed in the hot search, which triggered a wide range of discussions.

Entertainment eat melon v: Former girl group members He Qingqi and Zhuo Zhiwei publicly announced their marriage news at 8pm. Fans ranted that their idols were disqualified and said that they have already taken off fans. Should idols fall in love?

[Isn't the essence of idols is a person who sells sex/fantasy? Of course it shouldn’t be talked about]

[No, I feel sick when I think that the money I gave to my love bean curd is spent on another woman, even on their Tao]

[Idol circle is different from other opinions, and idols are disqualified. 】

[Funny, isn't it because your idol is in love, isn't it your idol? I think He Zhuo is quite honest and courageous just like this. At least he is better than some people who talked and hid them. Passersby turned fans. 】

[I think He Qingqi and Zhuo Zhiwei can no longer be simply idols. He Qingqi will not say anything. They didn’t show up for half a year last year, and the movie they made won an award. As soon as I saw it, I planned to transform the people behind the scenes. Zhiwei is now directly sealed, maybe people don’t care about your money at all, they are still jumping around here, speechless]

These comments are relatively sensible, but there are also people who saw idols falling in love and stepped back. They soon stood on the same front with the black fans, constantly brushing tag #贺清栖滚出娱乐圈#, and there were even others. Give them a photo.

Chai Xu's face was flushed, and the hands holding the phone began to tremble physiologically. Giant disbanded half a year earlier than Wonders, so he is now signing with his own company, and letting himself go all day.

Looking at those comments, he was almost fainted with anger. When did his sister Qi suffer such a grievance? Just having a relationship is like being pointed at by a thousand husbands.

He rolled up his sleeves, the mode was switched to combat fan, and the big one went into battle against the black fan.

Standing on the balcony, He Qingqi wrapped Zhuo Zhiwei's waist from behind, watching her browse through the comments one by one, and couldn't help laughing helplessly from her nose: "This guy."

"I am getting more and more free."

Zhuo Zhiwei rubbed her cheek backwards: "We can only say that things gather together and people are divided into groups. Are you not more willful than him?"

He Qingqi snorted twice: "Aren't you too?" He lowered his eyes and smiled and asked her: "I really don't regret having so many fans?"

Zhuo Zhi glanced at her calmly, "What can I regret? Dignified Xiaohe still owes me so many roles, so I won't be hungry."

Hearing this, He Qingqi licked his lips, with a smirk flashing in his eyes, fingers crawling on the soft body in his arms inch by inch, pinched the two little cuties, and deliberately blew into her ear: "Of course You won't be hungry..." She didn't blink her eyes, and said every word: "Neither the top nor the bottom."

Zhuo Zhiwei: "!!!"

Open the yellow voice again! It wasn’t the pink and tender lion she had known anymore. Zhuo Zhi was a little annoyed. He was a little bit towards her and also a little bit towards herself. Why couldn’t she say these shameful things, so he moved backwards vigorously. Stepped on He Qingqi's feet, glared at her and returned to the bedroom.

He Qingqi looked at her curvaceous back, and was about to move in her heart. A nameless fire burned in her chest. She blinked, strode to follow Zhuo Zhiwei, took her thin wrist, and fell down. Their big bed. Zhuo Zhiwei half-pushed and half-situated from her, drowning in the deep sea of ​​eroticism with her.

As for the harassment from the outside world, what does it have to do with them? In Zhuo Zhiwei's life, there are not many people or things that he cares about, and he still has what he cares about, but she is the one in front of him. What if it's crushed? What He Qingqi wants, she is willing to give her.

Inexplicably, she remembered that He Qingqi had begged her countless times...

This sentence kept echoing in her mind, over and over again.

"Weiwei, will you show me diy?"

At first she was a little confused, but then she secretly Baidu what it means, only shame left, and now...

I don’t know what happened, Zhuo Zhiwei heard the crackling sound, and she put her hand under her body...

She was fragile and helpless looking for the man's eyes with tears in her eyes. For a moment, she seemed to hear the sound of fireworks blooming.

...

No matter how much the fans objected, no matter how much they criticized, the two of them had already obtained the certificates, and entered the group in a low-key manner after the disclosure, and they haven't appeared in front of the public for a long time.

When they meet again, the two of them have already gone international. Although they are only nominated, the domestic media is still a good one. Fans who have not yet released their fans have calmed down. Since they can't help but love, they can only accept it with tears, and blow the rainbow fart crazily under the draft.

Zhuoyue also concealed his sympathy for the milkshake, at least their masters were still active in front of the camera, unlike He Qingqi, who made a complete transition and directly became the director.

The days after the release were very happy. He Qingqi no longer had to be separated from his wife. He was suffering from lovesickness. The two were so sweet that they almost blinded the eyes of a crowd of single dogs in the crew. After tentatively showing his affection on Weibo and seeing a blessing, He Qingqi was out of control and started feeding dog food to the people of the whole country.

He Qingqi v: I got up late in the morning, and my daughter-in-law didn't wait for me [wronged] to go to shoot an advertisement and only a table of breakfast made by her.

She could still feel her pride in vaguely.

Chai Xu v: Bah~

Qiqi's girlfriend: Bah~

Braised Lion's Head: Bah~ (@ Qi Qi's girlfriend, Wei Wei: I was offended.)

It seems that everything is on the right track.

He Qingqi is still a new domestic director, Zhuo Zhiwei has also become a new actress, and her relationship with her father and brother is no longer so rigid. Her grandfather is still living in the world, and she loves a girl again, this The girl loves her too...

She began to enjoy love, always with a sweet smile on her face.

until one day.

He Qingqi started shooting her fourth film, but received a call from her brother at dusk.

He was very strange. He got through but didn't speak. He could only hear the shallow breathing in his ears. He Qingqi waited quietly.

I don’t know how long it took, his throat seemed to be smoked, and He Qingqi could even think that her brother was half leaning on the desk with a cigarette between his slender fingers, and the scarlet flame was extinguished in the soot In the tank.

He says.

"Xuanyao... something happened."

One second, two seconds...the surroundings seemed to be quiet for an instant, and she heard the sound of her heart beating very fast and loud. He Qingqi blinked lazily, but his voice was unspeakably calm.

"what did you say?"

As if I couldn't believe what I heard.

She had already let go of that relationship, and she had never forgiven Fang Xuanyao, but there was no moment.

Hope she is dead.

After all, it was someone she had loved.

She hates her, but still hopes that she can live in another corner of this world, lose what she loves, live in regret and live all her life.

There were tears in her nose, but she stubbornly choked everything in her throat, and her fingers trembled a little.

He Qingzhou closed his eyes and swallowed all his choking. He looked out the window, lonely as smoke rising in the sky.

"If you have time, go home on Sunday to attend her funeral."

"No time."

He Qingqi lowered his eyebrows and hung up the phone.

Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her worriedly: "What's the matter?"

He Qingqi turned his head to look at her, just silently and dazedly, letting Zhuo Zhiwei take her into his arms. Suddenly it rained outside the window, and it shattered on the bluestone road, one drop, two drops... and after only a few breaths, it turned into pouring rain. He Qingqi closed his eyes, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears, weakly letting out a voice from his throat.

"She is dead."

Who she is, it goes without saying.

On Monday, it was raining.

He Qingqi was wearing a black coat, holding an umbrella, and holding a bunch of white lilies in the other hand. She walked for a long time according to the news she inquired from Chai Xu, and finally reached Fang Xuanyao's tomb.

The woman in the photo is black and white, the corners of her mouth are not smiling, and the sharp eyes can still see her extraordinary life.

She even had a moment, really wishing she could say a word to herself, even if she was called Qiqi... it was okay.

He Qingqi silently looked at the strange and icy tomb, still unable to accept it, where the once arrogant and unfeeling woman was buried. Her throat choked, and various complex emotions flashed through her eyes.

She lowered her eyes, her lips moved, and finally found her voice, and sighed.

"People die like a lamp, and our enmity is considered dead."

"Perhaps, you just went back." She whispered softly, and asked again: "Yes."

No one replies to her, only the sound of leaves rustling in the wind.

He Qingqi offered the lily in his hand and stared at the eyes in the photo: "Here, I won't come again."

"I wish you all the best in another world."

"Goodbye."

Holding a long umbrella, He Qingqi left her mercilessly with his other hand in his pocket.

Just like Fang Xuanyao did, she never looked back.

...

Life is still going on as usual. The dead will only remain in the memories. The haze of Fang Xuanyao's death has gradually dissipated. No one can live without anyone, not to mention that this person is just one of them. friend.

He Qingqi, who was resurrected from the dead, only had the first few days, and she could see the faint sorrow. Afterwards, she who had died once didn’t think it was anything terrible. Since she can be reborn, is it Does it prove that there is a soul?

Whether Fang Xuanyao returned to another time and space, or reincarnated, it had nothing to do with her, that person was the one who harmed her for life.

He Qingqi lived in peace like this. Her fifth film came to an end. On the day of its finalization, she drank a little wine. After returning to the room, she squatted her chin on the balcony and looked at the night sky quietly.

Zhuo Zhiwei gently pushed open the balcony door, his cell phone pinched two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine, and gestured to He Qingqi.

"Would you like a drink?"

It feels so familiar...

He Qingqi looked at her blankly for a while, blinked twice, smiled and nodded: "Okay."

They just drank quietly and looked at the picturesque wife in front of them. He Qingqi suddenly felt that God was so kind to her. She loved her family and wife. Even if she missed it once, there was still A chance to do it again.

And this person was the one she had wronged.

She also owed her a word.

He Qingqi cleared his throat and looked at Zhuo Zhiwei with warm eyes: "Weiwei, can you say a word to me?"

Zhuo Zhiwei was stunned: "What?"

"Do you hate a person just because she is a child of a third party?"

Zhuo Zhiwei understood what it meant in an instant, and the affection flowed in his eyes, and he suddenly smiled like a cherry blossom in April, and repeated it indulgingly.

"No." He Qingqi said.

The author has something to say: the text ends here.

From 1.16 to now, I really appreciate everyone’s company and support, but it’s not time to say goodbye. I will start to update the Fan Wai in a week. The Fan Wai is probably:

1. The past lives of Qiqi and Weiwei

2. Jingtong He Fanwai

muah! I want to continue to modify the thesis!