Before divorcing the actor, he was picked up all over the Internet and immediately became a hot sear

"what's up?"

Congcong showed a cute expression, clasped his hands together and said coquettishly, "Shall we change rooms? There must be clues in my two rooms, you give me the room with heating and bathroom, my aunt is coming these days It's not very comfortable, okay, Brother Pei Qing."

Congcong followed suit like in the daytime.

"I'm sorry Congcong, I also have reasons for choosing that room."

"But..." Congcong bit his lower lip aggrievedly. He didn't expect Pei Qing to refuse this time, "But sister Chunxiao asked you to take care of me? How could you refuse my request?"

Chunxiao Chunxiao, every time people who want to use him move out of Chunxiao, as if Chunxiao's name is some kind of Danshu iron certificate.

The former muse, now Pei Qing just feels annoyed when she hears this name, and a sense of guilt towards Mei Xiao arises spontaneously.

"Chunxiao and I have already broken up, and I have no obligation to continue to take care of her younger sister, so I'm sorry."

"You have changed Pei Qing, you were not like this before."

"Really? It's because I didn't refuse your request in the morning that my friend caught a cold now. If she didn't go down the river, then you would be the one who caught a cold today. Are you still ashamed to say that?"

Seeing that Pei Qing got angry, Cong Cong's tone softened again, "Brother Pei Qing, don't be angry, I'll just change another room, okay? You know I have a cleanliness habit, and I must take a shower every day. You put the room with a bathroom give it to me."

"Why do you come to this variety show if you have a cleanliness? Oh, you want to get money but don't want to work, right?"

"Pei Qing, how can you say that about me?"

Seeing that Congcong's eyes were full of tears and about to cry, Pei Qing looked over her to Mei Xiao, she was so ill but she didn't cry.

He suddenly felt that Congcong's crying was artificial.

"I'm really sorry, I can't change one with you. If you insist on taking a bath, it's okay."

Congcong looked at him with hope.

Pei Qing pointed in the direction of the river, "Go wash there."

"Pei Qing, are you sick? The river is so cold, do you want me to get sick?"

"Do you also know that you will get sick if you go down the river?"

A sense of revenge swept over his heart.

He began to realize that it might not be so difficult to reject Chunxiao and everything Chunxiao brought him.

After leaving these words, Pei Qing quickly walked to Mei Xiao's side and said, "Hurry up and take a shower."

Mei Xiao just came out of the bathroom, her hair was wet, but her eyes seemed to say that my big boy had finally grown up.

Pei Qing had been waiting for her in the room, seeing her coming out of the bathroom, she quickly put on her down jacket, wrapped her wet hair in a bath towel, and led her to a room with heating.

Pei Qing picked up the bath towel and dried her hair, "You have caught a cold, why don't you dry your hair?"

"You can't blow-dry your hair. If you blow it again, the hair on my head will disappear. I, Mei Xiao, can be fat, but I must not be bald."

Pei Qing was overjoyed.

"Why are you sick or can't control your mouth?"

"Nonsense, I am sick but not dumb."

"You heard everything?"

"Well, I heard you."

"Do you think I'm useless?"

Mei Xiao said, "A little bit, but not much."

The tissue box in front of Mei Xiao was quickly emptied, and the trash can was full of her crumpled toilet paper, which was really embarrassing.

Pei Qing looked at the Santa Claus-like nose and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

"Laugh if you want to. Holding back makes me hate you even more. You should suffer when I get better."

Pei Qing finally couldn't help laughing a few times, "What can I do for you?"

Mei Xiao squinted her eyes, and she saw that the treacherous villain was trying to blackmail a big star for something?
"Aside from making me drink more hot water, what do you want to do?"

"Anything will do."

Mei Xiao looked around, wanting him to strip naked and run around naked under the camera, but caught a glimpse of the big black suitcase he was carrying.

She was not polite, raised her leg and kicked, "Sing a song for me. If you don't make me happy today, I won't give you money."

"That's not easy."

Pei Qing opened the guitar case swearing, this is not the guy he eats just by opening his mouth.This Mei Xiao is also too easy to coax.

"Wait a minute, I have one more request."

"Your Majesty, please tell me." Pei Qing crossed her hands to protect her heart, her face was shy and a little hypocritical, "But this minister is a showman rather than a person."

Grandpa looks at his phone.

"You think too much, your body is thin and worthless, and it's not worth 200 yuan if you sell it. My request is that you can't use old songs to deal with me."

Pei Qing instantly understood Mei Xiao's intentions and looked at her with burning eyes.

He became famous at a young age and was a talented singer in the teacher's heart. The teacher said that he could have performed in Vienna.But he was obsessed with Chunxiao when he was young, and he always followed her steps closely, giving up many opportunities for this.

There are only two things in his past years, writing and singing and Chunxiao.

But now that the most important goddess has left her, only one of two things remains, and he can no longer concentrate on writing new songs.

Mei Xiao's eyes dimmed, and she tried her best to control her loss, "Can't you?"

I can't blame him even after thinking about it.He is so infatuated with Chunxiao, it cannot be changed overnight.

"Originally it wasn't possible," Pei Qing smiled bitterly. The 20-year-old lives like a 50-[-]-year-old. Then I suddenly had an inspiration."

"Really?"

"Brother, when did I lie to you?"

Seeing that Mei Xiao's claws wanted to reach his ears again, he quickly changed his words, "Brother! Brother!"

"Mei Xiao, are you willing to be my first listener?"

Pei Qing's skinny fingers had distinct knuckles, and they looked like hands playing the piano.

Two fingers randomly pinch the pick and gently sweep the guitar strings, the gentle and soothing music dances on the fingertips, rippling on the heartstrings.

"...Going back late, and standing there again. Life is impermanent, many things only happen in an instant, and the bits and pieces are vivid in my memory. I spread my palms and found that the sunlight leaking between my fingers is only a moment of tenderness..."

Mei Xiao leaned on the bed, her head aching like a splitting headache, perhaps her heart softened due to illness.

Pei Qing, do you know your ending?
In the original book, you have been in love with Chunxiao since childhood, and you persisted in obsessively entangled with Xiao Tingzhi when she was having an affair with Xiao Tingzhi. In the end, you were disheartened and got into a car accident while drunk and driving on a cold night...

He died at the scene amidst the sirens of the ambulance and the cries of passers-by.

A generation of talented singers fell just like that, and they were still criticized after death, dying so disgracefully.

But your Chun Xiao became a movie queen in the same year.

Every year in the future, she can eat your human blood steamed buns, host your memorial meeting on the day of your death, gather with your fans in the name of commemorating you, and earn enough fame and money.

what about you?You are alone in that dark little black box, buried deep in the ground to be forgotten.

"It's life, sad and light farewell, I know that the bright moon in the world is hard to come by, and I feel sad again and again... How much do you move, where do you think..."

Yes, where do you read it?

Mei Xiao couldn't help mourning Pei Qing's tragic ending in the book.

When he was reading the book, he was just a small supporting role, and there was nothing but embarrassment in his heart, but if it really happened beside her, how could she stand by and watch?

I'm going to try to save your end.

"Where are you uncomfortable?"

Pei Qing played half and sang half, seeing Mei Xiao's brows tightly knit together, her forehead seemed to have a blue-gray color, she said with concern, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, you play very well and look forward to your new song. I'm tired and want to rest."

Pei Qing put away the guitar and said, "You have a good rest, call me if you need anything, I'm next door."