Disaster Artist

Lu Qian still remembers Qimei's little floral dress, because she was struggling with whether she should buy such a small and fresh style of clothes, dragging him back and forth to the store to look at it several times, but in the end she was not willing , and finally Lu Qian secretly bought it and gave it to Qi Mei as a gift.

Qi Mei likes it.

He thought that Qi Mei had already lost the dress after the breakup, but he didn't expect that he could still see it, and the memories that had settled in his mind became clear.

The only difference is that the long smooth black hair in my memory has been cut short, and it has become a neat short hair, showing a sassy and heroic handsome and neat, with a small floral dress and black Martin boots, it has a different taste. .

I had only met once not long ago, but today's meeting was strange and fresh that I hadn't seen in a long time. Maybe it was because the last meeting was just an accidental rubbing shoulder, but today it was an invited meeting.

At this moment, Qi Mei noticed that someone had appeared, but she didn't raise her head, so naturally she didn't know who it was, she just looked at her mobile phone with a face full of frustration, "I tried to send a text message, but the phone didn't respond. I don't know what's going on, I feel like the phone is laughing at me."

Looking at Qi Mei who was grumbling and complaining, Lu Qian had to call out again, "Qi Mei, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, everything is fine, except that I'm completely drunk." Qi Mei grumbled and replied, it seemed like he was talking to himself, but the content of the answer could perfectly fit Lu Qian, so the scene was really joyful.

Lu Qian couldn't help but complain, "Fortunately, you didn't keep stressing that you're not drunk, does that mean you're not so drunk?"

Then Qi Mei finally reacted, turned his head, saw Lu Qian standing at the door of the bathroom, and shouted cheerfully, "Ah, Lu Qian! You are here!"

I still remember the accidental encounter at the Dome Cinema last time. Qi Mei was indifferent. To be precise, he didn't even feel hatred. He just didn't want to have anything to do with him, and his whole body exuded a sense of alienation.

Looking at the appearance in front of him, it is simply a world of difference. The bright and bright smile instantly brightens the bathroom, like a five-year-old child, who can perform Sichuan opera face-changing.

So, Lu Qian also greeted politely, "Little drunk cat, good evening."

Immediately the next second, Qi Mei's expression changed again, and her eyebrows twitched, expressing her strong dissatisfaction, "Little drunk cat? Who allowed you to call me by such a cute nickname?"

Complaining about opening the floodgates and then stopping the car again.

"You're too late, aren't you? You missed the party. It's too rude to the host. Aren't you worried that Fu Fu will be angry?"

Lu Qian was very speechless, looked at Qi Mei who was ready to show off his skills, and replied.

"I didn't get the invitation until after the party. And, I think, the last person I need to worry about is Fu Li, because no matter what I do, it's wrong, and my existence is inherently wrong. It can make her angry."

Qi Mei supported his chin and thought about it seriously, but he didn't seem to be able to understand what Lu Qian's words meant, so he simply changed the subject.

"Why are you so slow? It's only three blocks from your house to here. I almost fell asleep here."

Such a natural appearance, as if time went back to the past.

Lu Qian laughed dumbly and explained patiently, "I haven't come here for a long time. I was worried about getting lost, so I took the subway."

In a word, they both quieted down.

Obviously there was no dialogue, but it seemed that the temperature of the air had settled down slightly, and goose bumps appeared on the surface of the skin involuntarily, and it was slightly cool.

Qi Mei raised her eyes and looked at Lu Qian's eyes from the bottom to the top. Her dark pupils reflected the bright yellow light of the bathroom, like stars falling from the sky, but the focus was not able to focus for a long time. It collapsed, and even the words became vague.

"We should go back."

Then, Qi Mei raised his lower jaw slightly, emphasizing righteously.

"I'm not going to vomit, don't worry, I just need a little time to adjust, but maybe a night, and that's the price you pay for not seeing me vomit."

Qi Mei supported the edge of the bathtub with both hands and tried to stand up, but with no strength in her hands, she slid back down again, then sat down on her knees directly in the bathtub, gasping for breath, then raised her hands to clarify Oneself, for fear of showing weakness in front of Lu Qian.

"I'm fine. I just need a little time, maybe a little long, but really, I'm fine."

Lu Qian couldn't stand it any longer, he stepped forward to support Qi Mei's shoulders, and picked her up in a hug.

"what you do!"

Qi Mei protested strongly in her voice, expressing her dissatisfaction, but Lu Qian ignored it at all, and supported Qi Mei to the front of the washbasin, and asked Qi Mei to look at herself in the mirror, with two faces in tandem. Overlapping together, the sights meet in the mirror.

"Are you awake now? Need some cold water to help?" Lu Qian said.

Qi Mei looked at Lu Qian's eyes through the mirror, and seemed to have regained some sense of reason, but suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so he made an exaggerated grimace without any image at all, so ugly that people couldn't look directly. In this way, he responded to Lu Qian.

Lu Qian was a little nervous, but he still patted Qimei's shoulder, "Do I need to hold you out?"

Qi Mei immediately realized that in such a position, Lu Qian might be hugged directly by the princess in the next second, she was a little flustered, and quickly pushed Lu Qian away, "I'm fine, I told you, I'm fine, You wouldn't ask me to walk in a straight line, would you? You're not that boring, are you?"

As he spoke, he stepped back, and it was obvious that Qi Mei was staggering and staggering, and he was indeed unsteady. If he walked in a straight line, he would definitely fail, but Qi Mei quickly pulled away and left the bathroom in a blink of an eye. hall.

At a glance, you can see Fu Li with an angry face~www.wuxiamtl.com~ standing in the doorway, with his hands crossed on his chest, and it seems that he has not lifted his guard.

"Ah, Fu Fu!"

Qi Mei opened her arms and was about to go forward to give Fu Li a big hug, but Fu Li rejected it with a cold face - not so much anger, but hatred of iron, she still couldn't believe that Qi Mei was really I called Lu Qian.

"Don't be cute!" Fu Li gritted his teeth secretly and complained to Qimei.

Qi Mei was not worried at all, and made a gesture of holding his heart, "Fu Fu, do you think I'm cute?"

Fu Li rolled her eyes. If she continued the conversation, she felt that she might explode in place, so she swallowed the words, turned around quickly, and opened the door of the room, "The door is here, you shouldn't Are you lost?"

Qi Mei leaned against the door of the hall with a sad expression, "Fu Fu, are you driving me away? Didn't you see that I'm wearing a skirt now? It should be very cold outside now, and I don't have any shoes. , look, I only have one shoe, Fu Fu, do you have the heart to treat me like this?"

Fu Li:  …