Disaster Artist

Taxi is coming.

Qi Mei's words were interrupted, she turned her eyes a little embarrassedly, then stopped talking, hurriedly walked towards the taxi, opened the door and got in first.

After a little delay, Lu Qian also sat in the back row and reported the address of Qi Mei's house, but the driver was slightly taken aback and looked over through the rearview mirror:

The destination is only five streets, the starting price! sure?

However, Lu Qian looked back dignifiedly, and gestured with his eyes to focus on Qimei, who had begun to collapse, as if to say, "Didn't you see someone drunk?"

The driver lowered his head dejectedly, after all, he didn't say much, and the car drove slowly.

Just as Lu Qian and the driver were fighting with each other's eyes for a short time, Qi Mei had already leaned to the side of the car window, closed her eyes half asleep, and her breathing had stabilized in a blink of an eye. It seemed that alcohol had the upper hand after all, dragging Qi Mei into the room. dreamland.

call……

Lu Qian let out a light breath.

To be honest, Lu Qian didn't feel anything special about Qimei, neither good or bad. After all, he had only seen Qimei twice, but the emotions in his soul were complicated and profound, and the memory fragments that popped up inadvertently always It is to let Lu Qian know what is his own experience and what is not.

Face to face with eyebrows, the feeling of familiarity and alienation really made Lu Qian seem much more cautious.

So, how should he face his eyebrows? Can they still be friends again?

The thoughts are a bit messy and slowly spread in the rich night. Recently, the brain has been full due to the post-editing work. The response is a little slow, as if the computer memory is insufficient, and then the breathing also eased, and the whole car was full. It was quiet.

Only the sound of the wheels rolling was surging.

squeak.

In a big turn, the driver did not turn in a hurry, but the turn lasted for a long time, not just a right-angle turn, but a 120-degree turn. The huge centrifugal gravity pushed Lu Qian to the window, and then raised his eyebrows. It also shook slowly.

a little. A little more.

Qi Mei just leaned on Lu Qian's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

As if feeling the familiar breath and temperature, Qi Mei adjusted her posture slightly, falling into deep sleep more comfortably and more relaxedly, her steady breathing seemed to be able to feel the sweetness of deep sleep, and the messy and scattered short hair made her face look It becomes a little softer.

Lu Qian's arm and shoulder muscles tensed slightly, and his first reaction was to dodge, but when he looked down, he saw a slight blush on his cold cheeks, and his eyebrows and facial lines also relaxed. Bakou's appearance is like enjoying food in dreamland.

Soft heart.

After all, he gave up the plan to lift his eyebrows, just let it go quietly, then raised his head to look at the driver, and said softly in a low voice.

"Come around here a few times."

The driver was overjoyed, nodded again and again, and the driving became more and more stable, lest he wake up Qimei.

The moonlight outside the window fell softly, Qi Mei seemed to be a little cold, curled up a little, and got into Lu Qian's arms again, just like a Persian cat.

The world is so quiet.

The trivial sounds of subways and vehicles looming in the distance are not noisy, but more and more bring out the tranquility of the night, just like water birds lingering lightly on the lake for a short time and then fluttering high, just leaving a circle of ripples in the silence. The silence spreads, and the silence becomes clearer and clearer.

A faint scent of coconut lingered under the nose.

Lu Qian unexpectedly glanced down at the top of his eyebrows, and lowered his head to sniff, the elegant and fresh coconut fragrance mixed with the breath of summer blowing towards him, and the memory surged in an instant, inexplicably a little dazed.

But soon, Lu Qian realized that his actions were inappropriate, raised his head again, and pulled away a little, but the fragrance was always surging under the nose, Lu Qian could only turn his head Looking out the window, I raised my eyes and looked at the street lamps. I could no longer see the sight of moths and insects dancing in the hazy halo. At this time, I really realized that summer is over.

a circle. two laps. Three laps.

The driver circled around for half an hour before Lu Qian signaled them to stop at their destination.

Lu Qian looked at the sleepy Qi Mei, sighed helplessly, took out the cash to pay the fee, and then patted Qi Mei to wake her up. The two got off from the left and right sides, but Lu Qian took the lead. Going around, standing behind Qi Mei to protect her, the two came to the front of the apartment building one after the other.

Qi Mei's footsteps swayed staggeringly, as if he might fall to the ground at any time, wearing Martin boots and sneakers respectively to step on his feet one by one, the funny appearance was like a penguin, which made people laugh.

Qi Mei stood in front of the gate and studied the gate for a long time before saying a very important sentence, "I need my key."

Then he raised his eyebrows and looked down at his dress, "Huh? Where's my backpack?"

Qi Mei stared blankly at the front and then at the back, as if chasing a cat whose tail was spinning in circles. Rotating in a circle.

Lu Qian felt that the picture was funny and speechless, he hesitated for a while, and took out a key from his jeans pocket.

"I have got."

Qi Mei finally stopped turning, but was dizzy because of the circles, and leaned against the wall unsteadily, barely supporting his balance, looking at Lu Qian with a confused expression, "I thought you gave it back to me."

"I thought I had already returned it to you." Lu Qian pursed the corners of his mouth, "but I guess you never took away the things that were left in my house."

Qi Mei wanted to say, doesn't Tan Xiao mind?

But the words poured into his mouth, and after all, he realized that this sentence was inappropriate and unnecessary, he swallowed it with the last shred of reason, and then began to think about his abnormality tonight~www.wuxiamtl.com~ from head to toe It's all out of control, she doesn't like herself like this.

Then, Lu Qian had already opened the door and went in.

Stumbled all the way to the door of Qi Mei's apartment, Lu Qian stopped, glanced at the combination lock on the door, and then waited for Qi Mei to press the password, only to see Qi Mei leaning against the wall and seemed to have fallen asleep, heavy. His eyelids drooped down completely, and he went back to sleep again.

"Qimei..."

Lu Qian called out, but Qi Mei didn't respond, which gave Lu Qian a headache. He looked at the combination lock again, thought about it, and then tried to press the password.

"0833".

"08" is the seat number of his elementary school, and "33" is the seat number of her elementary school. That was when they first met, and later it became their secret code.

beep! Beep beep!

Combination lock, opened.

Looking at the opened door, Lu Qian looked up at Qi Mei, with mixed feelings, "You said you reset the password."