The only favorite actor: the national male god is too cold

Chapter 380

But Qi Wei thought about it again, some rumors about her on the Internet, she herself is super unconfident, what should I do?
The so-called announcement she mentioned was the few auditions T_T that Amo told her about. It would be great if she could be appointed by the director.

"Go." Qin Nannan raised her eyebrows, looking like she was enjoying the show, anyway, she didn't care what Qi Ruo expressed, she just thought it would be best for Qi Ruo to quit the entertainment circle, and she couldn't control it if she couldn't. But she certainly wouldn't say anything nice.

Although what Qi Ruo said was a little angry, she really needed to go back and read the script. In order to become popular, she decided to stand up.

It's fine for Qin Nannan to be idle at home, so the two of them decided to let Qin Nannan drive her home.

Well, in fact, this total is mainly requested by Qi Luo, there is a free means of transportation that is not in vain.

"Miss Qin?" The two of them were walking towards the parking lot when Qi Wei suddenly heard a voice, as warm and clear as jade, a nice voice, of course, it was also because of the name in his mouth, Qi Wei Luo turned her head to follow the sound.

I saw one not far from her, uh... sitting, slowly approaching them.

He stopped a meter away from the university opposite them, sat in a wheelchair and looked at them with a smile.

This man's appearance was as clear and gentle as his voice, Qi Luo looked at his smiling face, and couldn't help but think of a sentence, there is a gentleman who cuts like a knife, cuts like a grinder.

His face is smooth without too many edges and corners. His facial features are delicate and moist. His eyebrows and eyes seem to be carefully drawn by the heavens. It may be because of his poor health. The skin is very white, so white that it feels almost transparent, Qi Luo feels that if he is given a close-up of light at this time, it is possible to see the hidden blood vessels under his skin.

Such a delicate beauty with moonlight sickness, Qi Luo believes that if he can stand up, he must be more perfect. Judging from the fact that he is sitting in a wheelchair, he is not short, and he has a tall physique. Standing up should be a bit tall. standing feeling.

Qi Luo looked at him in a daze for a while.

But why does it feel familiar to him?Qi Luo frowned and thought about it carefully, but she still couldn't remember where she had seen him.

Suddenly, she felt a slight stabbing pain in her heart, and then an inexplicable feeling of suffocation slowly spread in her chest, as if it was going to swallow her heart one bite at a time.

Qi Luo put her palm on the heart of her left chest, gritted her teeth to resist the feeling that she couldn't breathe, her face was slightly pale, and there was a trace of sweat on her forehead.

What the hell is wrong with her?
what happened?How could this be?
"Cough cough, cough cough, cough", a sudden coughing sound broke the calmness of the moment, I saw the man's slender fingers curled up a little, put them slightly on his lips, covered his lips and coughed lightly, his hands were slightly drooping. His eyelashes drooped slightly, covering his pupils just right, and fine and dense shadows were printed under the eyelids.

"Ah, why are you here? Your house is also nearby?" Qin Nannan guessed that he was also attracted by him, and when he heard his coughing sound, he immediately came back to his senses, looked at him with a smile and asked.

Because she was also absent-minded before, she didn't notice Qi Luo's abnormality.

　This paragraph is so painful to write, T_T, the sick man finally came out ^ω^
　　
　
(End of this chapter)