C12 I'm Not Sick

The sudden sense of guilt swept Tang Xun's entire mind. Her eyes stared blankly at the green frame of the chat interface.

The phone kept vibrating like a kitchen knife hanging above her head, and it could bleed at any time on the spot.

Tang Xun's breathing was slightly rushed, and her cold fingertips trembled as she typed.

When did she change her profile picture?

The way to change the topic was very cold and hard, but unexpectedly aimed at Qin Yi's appetite. After all, Tang Xun would pay attention to him, even if it was a profile picture that could be seen at a glance.

Just now, did you like it?

Tang Xun was not sure what he meant, and after carefully thinking for a while, she did not know how to reply.

The sky outside the window was dark, and a few stars that emitted a weak light scattered in the night sky. A cool breeze blew in through the gap of the window, and Tang Xun who was only wearing thin pajamas shivered.

Pann Rongrong wailed as she kneaded her hair into a chicken nest. Two dark circles hung on her face and she looked back miserably, "Tang Xun, are you done?"

"Yes."

Pann Rongrong collapsed into the chair in despair, "The heavens want me to die."

Qiaoqiao held the lollipop in her mouth and hummed a song while playing games. When she heard this, she did not even raise her head to comfort her, "Sisters, calm down and don't panic. I suggest you go and see the messages in the group."

Pann Rongrong, " Hmm?"

Seeing Qiaoqiao play so brazenly, she opened the class chat doubtfully. The chat log was pulled to today's number one.

The first one was at eight o'clock in the morning. It came from the expressions of the class monitor, who was shocked to the point of having a twisted expression. Then, it was everyone talking about the scandal at once. They were all inclined to believe that the media was fabricating nonsense.

"F * ck, I already expected the sensational scene of the whole school watching tomorrow."

The people in the group were all discussing that the film crew of Time Lovers was going to start filming tomorrow, so they deliberately suspended classes to give a buffer time.

Regarding this, Pann Rongrong was so shocked that she lost her words.

"But speaking of which, is it certain that Qin Yi is filming in the classroom? Will our school not become an online celebrity's place to play cards? I don't want to see strange pheasants play tricks on me every day. "

"I don't think so," Qiaoqiao said uncertainly. "Although Movie King Qin is famous, they can't come to the Southern University campus as they wish."

"Fans nowadays..." Pann Rongrong shook her head and sighed. Suddenly, she thought of something and turned her head to ask Tang Xun. "You guys should keep a low profile these days. There are all kinds of rumors online. Don't be targeted by stalking fan. "

"Stalking fan?"

Tang Xun was puzzled and asked, "Is there any difference between it and a fan?"

Pann Rongrong,... ""

Facing Tang Xun's purely doubtful eyes, she felt that she was too ashamed to say the stalking fan because she wanted to covet your boyfriend's perverted words.

So after a few moments of hesitation, she could only vaguely say, "You can interpret it as a group of mental illnesses."

Having abnormal fanatical passion could no longer be called love. It could only be called personal desires.

"All in all, you just have to remember that when those fans question you about your relationship with the Best Actor, you just have to grit your teeth and not admit it."

Qiaoqiao advised earnestly. In the future, after the joy of being closer to her idol retreated, there was only deep concern left.

After all, they had lived under the same roof for nearly three years. Not to mention how deep their relationship was, at least they had to understand.

Tang Xun propped her chin up and fiddled with the pendant on her phone. She was indifferent.

News from Qin Yi popped up one by one.

Why didn't he say anything?

Are you disappointed to see me?

Speak!

...

In the hotel room.

After taking a shower, Qin Yi sat on the sofa and waited for the reply. He indifferently threw his phone into his glass.

When his hands crossed, his joints turned white. His slightly lowered eyes were full of gloominess.

He licked the corner of his lips and sneered.

Since Tang Xun and Dung Chengyu were not people who often looked at Weibo, the comments on the Internet after two hours had changed. It became that Tang Xun had a boyfriend who did not admit it and wanted to get popular.

"Mr Yi, we have discussed with the director. The filming will start tomorrow morning." Xiang came in from the balcony with his phone in his hand. He looked worried. "The director said that it is not appropriate to get too popular. He wants to ask what you are going to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the phone in the red wine that was scrapped.

Xiang,... ""

Isn't that the cell phone of a couple with Miss Tang?!

"Mr Yi, can you be more rational? If there is a conflict, we can communicate. There is no need to be angry," Xiang advised tactfully. His legs trembled and he honestly moved towards the door.

Seeing Qin Yi staring blankly at the cigarette that was lit between his fingers, he changed his way of saying, "How can Miss Tang contact you like this?"

The only one who could make Qin Yi, who was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, react was Tang Xun.

Qin Yi flicked the cigarette ash and casually took out a phone from the side. He skillfully installed the phone card and turned it on.

Xiang,... "" He counted the phones that had been destroyed by Mr Yi in those years.

"Are you alright?" Qin Yi turned his head and said calmly, "If there's nothing else, go and get Tang Xun."

Xiang looked like he had gone crazy.

"In the midst of a storm, Miss Tang will be scolded to death by the netizens, right?"

At this moment, a buzzing sound came from the phone.

Qin Yi casually glanced at it but did not answer.

With his extraordinary eyesight, Xiang saw a familiar profile picture.

"Hey, don't you think Miss Tang is here to coax you?"

It was true. A big man still wanted to coax him, so he had to coax him.

In his heart, he silently criticized Qin Yi for being so pretentious and tsundere. Xiang quickly and tactfully left the room, in case he was suddenly targeted again.

Qin Yi stretched his body and lazily leaned back, a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Concoct?

Only he could coax Tang Xun.

Every time he coaxed and forced Tang Xun, Tang Xun would only say one or two words of love, but her expression was hollow like a puppet.

"Chi," he stared at the profile picture and mocked himself, "I owe you."

One minute passed and the phone hung up.

Qin Yi's face darkened again.

Luckily, Tang Xun quickly sent a message to explain.

My mom called me.

After Tang Xun graduated from high school, Tang's mother let go of her hand and did not control her too much. However, when working in the company, it was inevitable that she would come into contact with little girls. Qin Yi's fans covered all ages. When the scandal was released, everyone basically knew about it. It was already very impressive that Tang's mother had endured it until now to call to inquire.

The truth and falsehood of the entertainment news made Tang's mother trust Qin Yi very much. Now that Tang Xun was suddenly rumored to have a boyfriend, she immediately panicked.

When she received the call, Tang Xun was waiting for Qin Yi's call while writing her self-reflection.

That's right, self-reflection.

Qin Yi had said before that Tang Xun's mistakes were within his tolerance limit. It was fine as long as she wrote self-reflection. If it was beyond his tolerance, Tang Xun would bear the consequences.

The treaty was not very equal, but for Tang Xun who had been taken care of by Qin Yi since she was a teenager, it was already common practice.

"Mom, I'm fine," Tang Xun said as she left a beautiful handwriting on the paper with a pen.

She read it carefully for a few seconds and tore it off again.

She liked Qin Yi's handwriting. It was elegant and elegant, but it was a pity that even after she practiced for a long time, it was only somewhat similar.

Thinking of this, Tang Xun took out a letter from the bookshelf that Qin Yi had found someone to print and found that she had not practiced it for a week.

On the screen, Tang's mother anxiously urged, "Why are you practicing in the middle of the night? Tell me what the news is about."

"It's fake." Tang Xun said without looking up, "I didn't see you believe this before."

Tang's mother had a look of disbelief. "There were no photos of Qin Yi's news. This one of yours was even spread from school. I was afraid that there would be some conflict between the two of you."

"There were photos the day before yesterday." Tang Xun's tone suddenly became serious and her expression looked somewhat impatient.

Tang's mother was speechless. After a long while, she mumbled, "Sugar, wait for your winter vacation mom to accompany you to take a look."

The tip of the brush cut through the thin paper and the tearing sound was especially ear-piercing in the quiet dormitory.

Qiaoqiao stuck her head out from the bed curtain on the upper bunk and was somewhat puzzled, "Tang Xun, what happened to you?"

"Nothing." Tang Xun nonchalantly threw away the piece from earlier and then looked up at the camera. With a pale face, she emphasized, "I'm not sick."

Tang's mother was only in her early forties this year but her hair was much whiter. It could still be seen that there were wrinkles on her beautiful face when she was young. Only her eyes were still bright and full of vitality. It was the complete opposite of Tang Xun's lifeless look.

The two of them had been relying on each other for many years. Tang's mother could tell what she was thinking with just one look. She could only sigh and say, "If there is anything you need to tell Qin Yi, just let it go. Don't get cold."

"Yes." Tang Xun lowered her head. She was not in the mood. "You should rest early."

"Okay, that's it. If there is anything you need, just tell mom..."

The middle-aged woman's nagging sometimes sounded very annoying, but the concern within made people feel very ironed.

Tang Xun listened patiently. After she hung up the phone, she prepared to continue calling Qin Yi.

Qiaoqiao laid on the railing and said curiously, "You and your mother seem to be beauties."