Blame me for being too deep into the play

Chapter 8 Can I refuse?
An Chuyu suspected that he had been cursed by Zhu Cuixi, and such absurd thoughts popped into his mind.

What bad idea did Tracy Zhu come up with?Now she wants to call her back and scold her.

An Chuyu dropped his phone and fell down like a sack, resting his head on the armrest of the sofa, picked up the script and continued to delve into the troublesome scene.

She played it over and over again in her mind, and even set the expression she needs to make in each frame, but she always felt that there was something missing, so she turned over and sat up, rushed into the bedroom and stared at the dressing table.One of the most important background tools in this scene is the dresser.

A message came from the phone, disturbing her thoughts.

An Chuyu came out of the bedroom angrily with bare feet, and picked up the phone on the sofa.

Xi Zheng: "Have you returned to BJ?"

An Chuyu reset the note for him and corrected the typo.

"What's the matter?" An Chuyu typed with one hand, took a few sips of cold water with the other hand, and kept his eyes on the phone while drinking.

Xi Zheng: "My mother wants to see you."

An Chuyu choked on the water and coughed violently.

She put down the water glass, held the phone in both hands, and typed quickly: "Can I refuse?"

It's normal for Xi Zheng's mother to want to see her. The agreement between her and Xi Zheng was made privately, and the parents of both parties didn't know it. In the eyes of the elders, they were a certified couple.The mother-in-law has not seen her daughter-in-law so far, and it is a bit unreasonable, but she really doesn't know how to deal with the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Fortunately, Xi Zheng gave her room to refuse: "Then let me tell her, you have a notice and can't leave?"

An Chuyu: "Yes."

Xi Zheng was not sure how long she would stay in BJ this time. According to previous reports, An Chuyu would not allow herself to take too long a vacation, maybe she would join the group in a few days.

Xi Zheng was about to propose to meet with her to discuss countermeasures. It is not an option to avoid it all the time. It is best for the elders of both parties to have a meal together.Unexpectedly, An Chuyu took the initiative to say, "Are you busy now?"

Now it was Xi Zheng's turn to ask her, "What's the matter?"

There was no reply for a long time, and Xi Zheng waited anxiously, her index finger resting on her lower lip, thoughtful.Could it be that An Chuyu could ask him for help with something unspeakable?

After another 3 minutes, Xi Zheng couldn't wait any longer, and said directly, "I'm not busy."

There was still no reply there, Xi Zheng felt that his heart was being grabbed by someone, and he was hanging up high, unable to get up or down, it was extremely hard to bear.

Just when he thought that An Chuyu didn't plan to talk to him anymore, a string of detailed addresses appeared on the SMS chat interface, down to the house number of the building.

Xi Zheng raised her eyebrows, and a faint smile covered her handsome face.This address was no stranger, and he probably guessed An Chuyu's intentions.

Sure enough, her next words confirmed his guess.

An Chuyu: "You can come and find me, if you want."

An Chuyu: "Oh, please pack me a salad and bring it here."

Immediately afterwards, An Chuyu sent him the name of a restaurant, and told him that this restaurant was very close to where she lived, and that if he came from the north road, he happened to be on the way.

Xi Zheng looked at the words on the screen of the phone with a smile or not, he could imagine An Chuyu's expression when typing, it must be arrogant and superior, as if he was sure that he would go to find her.

Xi Zheng wanted to reject her, she wouldn't even pass his WeChat, why should he look for her eagerly, and bring her some salad.

An Chuyu thought so beautifully!

He thought so in his heart, but Xi Zheng's behavior had already betrayed his true thoughts. He got up, took off the coat from the hanger, put it on, and went out with the car keys.

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The sky darkened little by little, and the dots of lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows lit up.An Chuyu's silhouette was projected on the glass window, somewhat blurred.

She nestled in the single sofa by the window, with her chin resting on her knees, biting her lower lip once and for all, and staring at the mobile phone that automatically turned off the screen.

Is Xi Zheng not coming?

An Chuyu admitted that although Zhu Cuixi's suggestion sounded ridiculous, from the perspective of acting, it did have a very good effect.Otherwise, on the set, the director would not let the actors who have a rival play rehearse in advance.

When the doorbell rang, An Chuyu was startled. She turned her head and looked in the direction of the entrance. She was stunned for five seconds before she stepped on her slippers and ran over.

It can be seen that Xi Zheng's face appears on the doorbell, and he is really here.

"Do I look like a criminal? It takes so long to look at it?" Probably because An Chuyu hadn't opened the door for him, he was a little dissatisfied, and his voice came through the current, which sounded very dull.

An Chuyu unlocked the door downstairs and waited by the door.

Xi Zheng carried her things and took the elevator upstairs.

One floor one household design, high security and privacy.

Arriving at the door of An Chuyu's house, Xi Zheng tapped on the door twice with her fingers, and suddenly felt like a delivery man, she almost said "Hello, the meal you ordered has arrived, please give me a five-star praise".

The door opened, and An Chuyu stood inside, wearing a soft sea-blue sweater, white slacks, no makeup, and uncut hair. She was different from the glamorous big stars in front of the camera, but I have to say that she is also beautiful without makeup , the skin is smooth and delicate, with no visible pores.

Xi Zheng picked up the things in Gao's hand: "You asked me to come to deliver food to you?"

An Chuyu took the paper bag and turned to let him in: "I won't let the food delivery person in." In order to prevent her identity from being exposed, she usually asks the delivery person to leave the things outside the door.

Xi Zheng was quite satisfied with her attitude at the moment, nodded and stepped into the room calmly.

An Chuyu found him a pair of disposable slippers, and asked him to make do with it: "Do you want some water?"

"Don't drink."

Xi Zheng looked at the layout of the house, the big jump floor, the view is wide, and the decoration adopts the typical Nordic style, simple and elegant.When he came, he ran into Zhao Yizhu downstairs walking his dog wrapped in a down jacket. Zhao Yizhu and An Chuyu were actors from the same company, so many celebrities lived in this neighborhood.

The only downside was that the house was not very popular, it was empty, unlike where An Chuyu often lived.But when you think about it, you can understand that she stays in the crew all year round, usually staying in a hotel, and rarely going home.

This is the first time he has broken into her private area, and it feels very novel.

"You do what you want." An Chuyu went to the kitchen to get a fork.

Xi Zheng took off her coat and put it on the back of the sofa, and glanced at An Chuyu. As she walked, she took off the hair tie on her wrist and rolled up her hair, revealing her fair nape, with a few strands of hair falling down.

An Chuyu quickly returned, sat at the dining table and opened the paper bag. There were two servings in it, one was the vegetable salad she wanted, and the other was very rich at first glance: "Why do you buy so much? I eat very little."

Xi Zheng put her hands on the opposite side and approached her face: "You think you are the only one who needs dinner?"

"You didn't eat?"

"You don't even look at where you live, I'm in two directions." It means that he wasted too much time driving here, and didn't even have time to eat.

An Chuyu put a mouthful of vegetables into his mouth, chewed them, and looked up at him: "I said in the text message that you don't have to come if you don't want to, and I can order takeaway."

Xi Zheng pulled out the chair and sat down, opened another meal, and was so angry that her appetite lost more than half: "Do you really think I'm here to deliver the meal?"

An Chuyu chewed slowly: "Of course not."

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" Xi Zheng leaned back and looked at her, "If you don't tell me, I always feel that the atmosphere is a bit like a grand banquet."

"You're worrying too much." An Chuyu lowered his eyes and said vaguely, "It's not an important matter."

"OK, let's eat first." Xi Zheng was defeated by her, broke away the disposable wooden chopsticks, picked up the beef in the lunch box, and said politely, "Do you want to taste my rice?"

Her portion didn't look very tasty, except for a few shrimps that were barely considered meat, the rest were green vegetable leaves mixed with a few cherry tomatoes.

An Chuyu glanced at his portion, thick cuts of beef topped with rich sauce, tuna omelette and crispy sausage, dotted with carrots and broccoli.She shook her head and refused: "No."

Xi Zheng suddenly realized: "I forgot, female artists should keep in shape."

An Chuyu ate the vegetable leaves silently.

Xi Zheng also ate slowly, but he felt that the scene of eating at the same table as her was full of weirdness.Is their relationship good enough?

Although they have done the most intimate things, to some extent, they are indeed not familiar with each other.

Xi Zheng couldn't help asking: "The last time I was in Paris... What do you mean by leaving without saying goodbye?"

"I'm leaving without saying goodbye, right? I left you a note." An Chuyu said.

It's okay if she doesn't mention it, but when Xi Zheng mentions it, he will inevitably think of the typo incident.

An Chuyu also realized this, and said sincerely, "Sorry, I spelled your name wrong."

She finished eating before Xi Zheng, cleaned up the trash on the table and went to the bedroom, leaving Xi Zheng to eat alone at the dining table.

Xi Zheng was full of doubts from the moment he entered the door, why did An Chuyu ask him to come here?Delivering food is not counted, he also added a task to accompany the meal, then the next step is to...

He scribbled through dinner and knocked on An Chuyu's door.

"Enter."

Xi Zheng pushed open the door, just in time to see An Chuyu coming out of the bathroom. She seemed to have washed up, and the hair on her cheeks was wet with water, sticking to her white and tender skin.

An Chuyu sat in front of the dressing table, slapped toner on her face, and focused her eyes on the script on the table. She read the page that was spread out repeatedly, and the corners were curled up.

Xi Zheng was stunned for a while, her throat was itchy, and she coughed twice: "You said nothing important at the dinner table, what exactly is it?"

An Chuyu took a deep breath into the mirror, turned around and looked at him: "Come and kiss me."

　Xi Zheng was in a dazed state from beginning to end, her mind was full of: What does she want to do?
　　Hahahahahaha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)