Who is not Bai Yueguang?

Chapter 36 Sudden Farewell

It was a dark night without dreams. Bi He thought he had slept soundly, but when the first rain fell on the leaves in the early morning of autumn, he was awakened by the sound of rain falling outside the window.

When he opened his eyes for the first time, he was still a little dazed, and after a long time in the dark, he picked up the cell phone next to his pillow to check the time, and it was only 5 o'clock in the morning.

There was a missed call from Sister Rui on the screen, the time was the night before.

He wanted to call her back, but thought that the other party was still sleeping at this time, so he sent a text message, planning to call her again at dawn.

Consciousness gradually became clear, and memories of a light sleep came flooding back.

Bi He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, feeling a bit stuffy in his chest. He went to the window and drew the curtains. It was still dark outside, and the big raindrops fell rustlingly. It was foreseeable that it would be another cool day.

Bi He didn't like rainy days very much, he stretched out his hand and scratched his hair a little irritably, and suddenly remembered that it was almost time to paint black hair again, but he stood still, he felt that these inexplicable behaviors today suddenly It doesn't matter anymore.

The game was actually boring and meaningless from the very first day, he yawned, thinking about how to end it.

Maybe he can say goodbye to Xue Qiao today, and go back to the small room where only he lives in the tube building.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind, turned around and opened the suitcase in the corner, and threw all the few things that belonged to Bi He into it.

The used disposable hair dye seemed to be in the way, Bi He shrugged and threw it into the trash can.

After tidying up everything, he looked up at the time, and it was almost time for Xue Qiao to get up and leave. Bi He thought that he was kind enough to keep him for so long, although he was a bit stupid, he should say goodbye anyway.

Opening the door of the guest room, but the lights outside the room were not turned on, Bi He was a little puzzled, wondering whether Xue Qiao hadn't gotten up or had already left.

After he took a few steps lightly, he found the answer in the dim light on the balcony.

He paused, and while thinking about what to say, he walked towards the balcony. When he got closer, he realized that Xue Qiao was lying on the recliner, not awake.

He was still wearing yesterday's clothes, the screen of the laptop on his lap was blacked out, an open script was lying on the keyboard, and the glasses on his face were not even taken off.

Bi He was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Xue Qiao to read the script and fell asleep, so he slept all night on the balcony where the wind was blowing.

Xue Qiao has been filming for the past few days, so he must be really tired.

Bi He thought he was a sympathetic person. He bent down and wanted to wake Xue Qiao to go back to sleep in his room, but then he realized that it was almost time, and he couldn't bear to wake up the person in front of him, wasting his rare and precious sleep .

So Bi He withdrew his hand after thinking about it, and slowly squatted down beside him.

Whether to wait for Xue Qiao to wake up or leave directly, he fell into a deep entanglement for a while.

A boring person like Bi He only thinks about these boring questions every day.

After thinking about it, he stared at Xue Qiao's face and lost his mind.

Xue Qiao looks so good in glasses.

Xue Qiao still looks good in a chic short-sleeved outfit on a rainy day.

Bi He looked down at his arm muscles that were exposed to the air, and at his own tightly wrapped arms, envious and jealous, but at the same time remembered what happened that day.

After thinking about it, he stretched out his finger again, and quietly, gently poked Xue Qiao's arm again.

...Bi He, you really are a boring person.

He stood up and decided not to say goodbye to Xue Qiao, fearing that he would change his mind because the other party was too handsome.

Male god, how can he deserve such a title if he doesn't take all men and women?

While Bi He rolled his eyes at himself in his heart, he turned around and was about to leave. As soon as he stepped out of the balcony with one foot, a deep and confused voice came from behind: "Xiao He?"

Bi He retracted his feet and turned around: "Are you awake?"

Xue Qiao frowned and sat up. There was rarely a smile on his face when he was just waking up. He felt sleepy when he was not yet conscious. He rubbed his forehead and asked Bi He: "What time is it?"

"It's less than six o'clock." Bi He replied.

Xue Qiao woke up a little bit, and said helplessly: "I fell asleep after reading the script." After speaking, he looked at Bi He again, and his tone had already taken on the usual gentleness: "Why did you wake up so early?"

"I'm leaving." Bi He said suddenly.

Xue Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then heard Bi He say: "I've bothered you for too long, it's time to go."

He raised his head to look at Bi He, who was also looking at him, pursing his lips slightly, and even seemed a little embarrassed. He looked the same as usual, as if he was really sorry for disturbing Xue Qiao.

Bi He didn't know why he suddenly opened his mouth, but he had said everything, so he had to imitate the appearance of black-haired Bi He while thinking about the words.

He thought he knew Xue Qiao well, thought through all the questions the other party might ask, and even quickly passed several versions of the answers he should answer.

But what made him suddenly uneasy was that Xue Qiao didn't speak immediately.

He didn't ask him why he was leaving suddenly, nor where he was going. Instead, he was silent for a while, and then he reached out and put the laptop on his lap on the small square table at hand, and then changed his sitting position, as if Think about something.

"If there's nothing else to do." Bi He hesitated for a while and said, "I'm leaving first, you should also prepare to go to the crew, right?"

"Xiaohe." Xue Qiao called him again, looking at him from this angle, he could see the suitcase he threw at the door of the room, Xue Qiao's eyes stayed on it for a few seconds, and then looked at Bi He again.

His eyes were actually very gentle, but somehow it made Bi He's running answer library crash.

"Xiaohe." Xue Qiao called out again, and said slowly, "You really don't need my help?"

Isn't this a polite remark, why does it seem that a sentence of magic has been uttered, breaking up the high wall full of answers that he has piled up quickly and skillfully?

Bi He thought blankly, not knowing what to answer for a while.

He looked at Xue Qiao uncomfortably for a while before saying: "I...I'm fine, I don't need your help, Ah Qiao, thank you..."

Before he could say the second word of thanks, Xue Qiao stood up and approached him slowly.

Bi He subconsciously took a step back.

His head sank, and he froze for a moment before realizing that it was Xue Qiao who put his hand on the top of his hair.

Bi He raised his head, Xue Qiao's face was very close to him.

"I don't know if you still remember." Xue Qiao's voice was also very close to him, with a deep and complex emotion that he couldn't quite distinguish, "I said that I would help you anytime."

Before Bi He could think of what to say, he withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, with a smile on his lips, even the concerned expression on his face was familiar.

"I came back last night and felt that you were in a bad mood. Are you feeling better now?"

Bi He was taken aback, then subconsciously nodded.