Chapter 67

"Brother Zhuo, you have to go to the hospital now."

While Qin Zhuo was still waiting quietly for Qi Zhao's answer, Han Sansheng suddenly stepped forward when he saw the blood that had not dried on his face.

Those who grew up with Qin Zhuo know his past better than anyone else.

They all became nervous after knowing that Qin Zhuo had started racing again, and now they felt even more frightened when they saw him driving the nearly scrapped sports car into their sight with blood on his face.

Although Qi Zhao didn't know about the car accident that Qin Zhuo had suffered that trapped him in a hospital bed for three months, she was a little worried when she saw Qin Zhuo's face.

Qin Zhuo looked at his face and the smile on his face that were so gentle that they were very different from his blood-stained hair and cheeks. Qi Zhao frowned and said the same words as Han Sansheng: "Qin Zhuo, you should immediately Go to the hospital."

Qin Zhuo, who didn't hear Qi Zhao's reply to his question, became stubborn in the face of her concern.

His eyes were still staring at Qi Zhao for a moment, and his tone became softer, as if he was about to melt into water: "Qi Zhao, can we not break up?"

Qin Zhuo seemed to automatically ignore the friends surrounding him and the people chasing him. legal personnel.

He could only tolerate Qi Zhao in his eyes at the moment.

But Qi Zhao was different, she was very sober.

The two law enforcement officers, who had no idea about it, just thought that this was a pair of crazy men and women, and their originally concerned expressions were filled with a hint of curiosity to watch the fun.

Han Sansheng and the others also came over and stood behind Qin Zhuo, forming a semicircle around them.

But all eyes were looking at Qi Zhao.

Nervousness, anticipation, restlessness, anxiety.

Like Qin Zhuo's emotional outburst, they all cast their unconcealed gazes on Qi Zhao.

Qi Zhao stared at Qin Zhuo for a while, and finally shook his head seriously.

He said solemnly: "No."

Compared with Qin Zhuo, who is a little confused and can only laugh now, Qi Zhao's voice is calm and steady: "Qin Zhuo, I didn't break up with you because of your mother." "

You too You shouldn't agree to your mother's request just because we broke up."

Qi Zhao looked at Qin Zhuo steadily, seeing the lifeless smile on his face and not tactfully speaking.

"Qin Zhuo, nothing anyone says will affect my judgment. The decision I made was just because I wanted to do it."

Qi Zhao had already made his words very clear.

When Han Sansheng and the others heard Qi Zhao's words, their expressions froze on their faces. A few people who wanted to say a few more words to Qin Zhuo pushed their way to the front and were about to speak. They saw Qin Zhuo's expression and spoke. All choked in the throat.

They had never seen such an expression on Qin Zhuo's face.

Even on that moonlit night full of tears and salty smell, Han San Province had never seen Qin Zhuo like this.

There were no tears in his eyes, but every look and look on his face made one feel sad.

Before seeing Qi Zhao, Qin Zhuo, who had been hit hard and had some numbness in his limbs and head, finally heard the buzzing in his head that almost covered all the sounds in his ears.

He saw the clear and straightforward emotions on Qi Zhao's face, but his eyes were in a trance.

All the moving creatures in front of him seemed to be frozen at this moment, and Qin Zhuo seemed to be sealed in a vacuum environment.

I couldn't hear any sound in my ears, my heart was throbbing, and it became increasingly difficult to breathe.

I don't know how long it took before Qin Zhuo found his voice.

The voice that had always been firm and stubborn was only trembling now. He used the fragility and anxiety that he had hidden for more than 20 years to ask: "Why?"

"Because I don't like you anymore."

Qi Zhao looked at Qin Zhuo, her eyes without a trace of nostalgia or reluctance confirmed her words.

Qi Zhao ignored the looks of the group of people behind Han Sansheng and Qin Zhuo. While he was still reacting, he said again: "If you want to ask me for a reason, I can't tell you and I can't find it."

Qi Zhao Seeing Qin Zhuo suddenly raising the corners of his lips, he said to him: "Qin Zhuo, you are very good. You are fine everywhere."

"It's just that I don't like you anymore."

The air around him became thinner for some reason, and Qin Zhuo gulped. Breathing heavily, his chest began to rise and fall violently.

The pain sealed in his body during the car accident instantly thawed, and Qin Zhuo's limbs were hit by huge waves that came from nowhere.

The soles of Qin Zhuo's feet felt weak and he was almost unsteady on his feet.

It was as if his brain was overloaded and he couldn't react to anything. The emotion in his eyes became more and more intense, but he just repeated those three words mechanically.

"Why?"

Qi Zhao, who had already answered this question, did not intend to repeat it a second time. She still had a smile on her face when she faced Qin Zhuo.

Qi Zhao spoke softly and said to him: "Live a good life, Qin Zhuo."

"Don't give up everything you want just because of a woman."

Qi Zhao stretched out his hand to Qin Zhuo, as calm as if he was passionately in love with him a few days ago. He looked like another person: "If possible, I still hope that Director Qin can complete the film with the film and television department."

Qi Zhao changed his name to Qin Zhuo. Others may not understand, but Qi Zhao changed his name to Qin Zhuo. I believe he must know what he means.

It is impossible for them to get along as "Qi Zhao" and "Qin Zhuo" in the future. The only remaining connection between the two is "the director of the Linchuan Film and Television Department" and the "new director invested by the film and television department."

Qi Zhao has no habit of being friends with his ex-boyfriends, and he never looks back.

She was hinting to Qin Zhuo, hinting that there would be no possibility of reconciliation between them.

After Qi Zhao calmed down, there was no sound around him.

The amount of information in her few words was too great, and Qin Zhuo, whose mind was already in a state of confusion, could not react immediately, could not speak or vent his emotions.

Not to mention Han Sansheng and his party.

Qi Zhao's tone was too firm. As outsiders, they could all hear her determination to break up, let alone the client standing at the front.

They didn't know how to comfort Qin Zhuo, and they didn't dare to speak rashly.

Qi Zhao had finished what she wanted to say. She looked away from Qin Zhuo's face and looked at Han Sansheng who was standing aside.

Seeing Han Sansheng's eyes also met, Qi Zhao nodded and said goodbye: "Then I'll leave first. Remember to take him to the hospital."

But as soon as she turned around, her wrist was pulled by a scorching heat.

Qi Zhao turned around and looked into Qin Zhuo's bloodshot eyes.

He seemed to have a lot to say, but under Qi Zhao's gaze, he finally asked softly: "...If I continue to make movies, will you contact me?"

Qi Zhao rushed to him after hearing this. She laughed and nodded with a clear expression: "Of course, don't the film and television department still have a contract with Director Qin?"

She still did not respond and would maintain personal contact with Qin Zhuo.

Qin Zhuo reacted quickly at this moment. After hearing Qi Zhao's words, he immediately added: "Not through the film and television department, I want to contact you directly."

Before Qi Zhao had time to speak, he heard Qin Zhuo say again: "I won't bother you... and I won't pester you again because of this matter."

"Don't block me anymore, okay?"

Qin Zhuo's eyes and expression were humble, and his tone was pleading.

The strength on his wrist became stronger and stronger, and it took a long time for Qi Zhao to reply: "I'm very busy. If Director Qin sends me a message, I may not be able to reply in time."

Qin Zhuo's eyes lit up when he saw a glimmer of hope. , he quickly said: "It doesn't matter, just let me send you a message!"

Qi Zhao nodded, and then withdrew his hand.

She waved at him with the finger she had just withdrawn from Qin Zhuo's restraints, said "Director Qin, take good care of yourself" and left without looking back.

The blood on Qin Zhuo's hair had dried and hardened, but he seemed unconscious as he watched Qi Zhao's back disappear from sight.

Han Sansheng and the others had never seen Qin Zhuo look so groveling. While they were shocked, they also felt a little aggrieved for Qin Zhuo.

But Qin Zhuo himself couldn't empathize with them. Faced with such a small promise from Qi Zhao, he felt huge joy in his heart.

After Qi Zhao left, she never took the initiative to care about Qin Zhuo's injuries. She only received a message from Qin Zhuo a few days later.

[Qin Zhuo: I'm back in City A, and the movie is being filmed smoothly. ]

Qi Zhao did not reply when faced with this message that had nothing to do with work.

But Qin Zhuo didn't seem to care whether she would respond to him. He sent Qi Zhao a list of his daily routine mixed with the crew's matters.

Qi Zhao would sometimes reply with a few words in response to the content about the film and television department in his messages.

Most of the time, those replies were "Okay" and "I understand" without any emotional color or extended meaning, but Qin Zhuo's response from Qi Zhao was as if he had been injected with stimulants, and he became more and more active.

The small chat box on that side was like Qin Zhuo's spiritual comfort.

But what Qin Zhuo didn't know was that while Qi Zhao rarely responded due to work reasons, she was having a lively chat with another person on the same crew the moment she received his message.

Zhang Zhechong also took the initiative to contact Qi Zhao.

After Qin Zhuo suddenly left the crew and put the filming on hold, although there was some news that the incident was related to Qi Zhao, seeing Qin Zhuo's head with gauze wrapped in gauze after his return, people began to speculate inconclusively.

Zhang Zhechong observed Qin Zhuo's state these days, and felt that something must have happened between Qi Zhao and Qin Zhuo.

Zhang Zhechong's heart moved at random, and he raised his hand and said to Qi Zhao: "Did something happen between you and the director?" Zhang

Zhechong asked directly, and Qi Zhao responded simply.

[Zhaojiu Plaything: It’s nothing, we just broke up. ]

Qi Zhao was simply stating the facts, but Zhang Zhechong felt that he had an opportunity when he saw this.

Without Qin Zhuo and the constraints of his relationship as a couple, Zhang Zhechong, who had not cared about it at first, was even more undisguised at this moment.

Qin Zhuo, who was discussing the layout of the picture with the director of photography, was standing a few steps away from him.

Zhang Zhechong's mobile phone has always maintained its original settings, and all the information can be seen by just glancing at the screen without a privacy film.

Zhang Zhechong stared at Qi Zhao's words on the screen and unconsciously curled up the corners of his lips and held his breath.

His heartbeat was a little fast, but his typing hand was surprisingly steady.

[Zhang Zhechong: Can I be your boyfriend? 】

A confession that is so straightforward that it’s a bit reckless.

[Zhaojiu Plaything: No. 】

The rejection was almost instantaneous.

Zhang Zhechong waited for a few minutes before replying with a few words.

[Zhang Zhechong: Why? ]

Qi Zhao frowned when he saw the sentence on the screen.

Are all men in the world the same?

Why are you so fond of asking why?

Qi Zhao felt irritated in his heart, raised his hand and replied: "No reason, I just don't like it that much." 】