The stuntman's acting skills exploded and Mr. Song capsized in the gutter.

Yu Xiao received Jing Xiuyuan's signal, walked over and patted Song Yanxi's shoulder, with concern in his eyes: "In a bad mood?"

Song Yanxi didn't say a word. Yu Xiao filled the glasses with wine and handed one of them to him: "Come, I'll drink with you."

"No more drinking." Song Yanxi scratched his hair irritably, stood up and walked towards the door.

"where are you going?"

"Go out and get some air."

Seeing that his steps were light and slightly unsteady, Yu Xiao followed him out with some uneasiness.

The night wind was cold, the moonlight was pale, and not a single star could be seen in the dark night.

Song Yanxi sat on the sofa on the terrace, pressing his hand on his aching forehead.

"Headache?"

What answered Yu Xiao was Song Yanxi's long silence.

Yu Xiao didn't care. He walked to the leather sofa opposite and sat down. Seeing that he was in a low mood, he hesitated and said, "Is your bad mood related to Mr. Chu?"

Song Yanxi was stunned, put down the hand on his forehead, and nodded slowly after a long while.

Yu Xiao's voice was gentle: "Although you are responsible for Mr. Chu's death, people cannot be resurrected after death. It will not help you to feel guilty and blame yourself. Mr. Chu loves you so much. If he knew it, he would not want to see you like this. …”

"Chu Yanyi doesn't love me at all!" Song Yanxi interrupted him with a low growl.

Yu Xiao didn't understand for a moment, but then thought of what Jing Xiuyuan said in the box just now, and said with a little confusion: "Mr. Chu has shown his heart to you, how could he not love you?"

"Chu Yanyi is a complete liar! He approached me with purpose and acted in front of me for two years..."

Song Yanxi leaned on the sofa almost slumped, closed his eyes, raised his hands to his face, and told the truth he had discovered in the past few days.

After listening, Yu Xiao, who had always been calm, now showed an expression of disbelief.

After a long pause, he asked: "What is Mr. Chu's purpose of approaching you?"

"Not found."

"Where is Mr. Chu now?"

"I don't know."

"Have you ever thought about looking for him?"

"Chen Huai didn't even find out where he was from. The name Chu Yanyi is most likely fake. Even if he searches for it, he may not be able to find it."

Yu Xiao was a little confused for a moment: "With the power of the Song family in China, there are still people and things that cannot be found? Is it possible that there is a more powerful force behind him than the Song family?"

Song Yanxi said nothing, and Yu Xiao added: "The young master of the Chi family and the man named Chu Lin are Mr. Chu's friends. They must know where he is. Why don't you ask them?"

"It's not necessary." Song Yanxi sat up slightly, the slump on his face disappeared, and his tone was confident and firm: "Since he approached me with a purpose, as long as his purpose is not achieved, I believe he will always appear."

Yu Xiao hesitated for a moment: "He cheated on you. If he really shows up, what are you going to do to him?"

Song Yanxi was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to ask this question.

As the truth was revealed layer by layer, I learned that Chu Yanyi had ulterior motives for approaching me, that everything he had done in the past two years was acting, and that he had never loved me at all, and today I learned that he had faked his death... The moment I heard that the urn contained expired milk powder, I wanted to kill someone.

Even after leaving Chi Yu's house, thinking that he was being tricked by Chu Yanyi, the idea of ​​finding him and strangling him came up in his mind more than once.

But at this moment when Yu Xiao suddenly asked about it, the anger in his heart seemed to be less intense, and instead there was a trace of happiness.

Fortunately, Chu Yanyi faked his death. Fortunately, Chu Yanyi is still alive.

Not hearing his answer, Yu Xiao said: "The authorities are confused, but the onlookers know clearly. Yanxi, whether you want to admit it or not, I can see that you have already fallen in love with him unconsciously..."

Song Yanxi's face changed almost imperceptibly: "I already have someone I like in my heart. It's impossible for me to like him."

Yu Xiao did not refute his words, but remained silent for a long time: "Is the person you like Xiao Lian?"

Song Yanxi remained silent.

The little prince who was hidden deep in his heart was the dream he could not get.

The first time they met, she was so stunning that he would remember her for a lifetime, so how could he possibly fall in love with someone else.

It was a pity that they only got along for a short time, and he didn't even have time to ask the little prince's name. The little prince left in a hurry. He spent ten years looking for him, but he could never find him.

Many times, he even doubted whether this person did not exist in the world and was just a dream he had.

Seeing his silence, Yu Xiao already had the answer in her heart.

"Everyone thinks you like Xiao Lian, but I know that your feelings for Xiao Lian are not love, but gratitude."

Song Yanxi suddenly raised his eyes, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"How did you know?"

"I can see it. Although you were gentle and considerate to Xiao Lian before, there was no emotion in your eyes when you looked at him. Only when he was wearing a white suit and playing the piano did your eyes show obsession. Xiao Lian also misunderstood him because of this. Thinking you like to see him wearing white clothes, from now on all his clothes will be white."

"Xiao Lian likes white roses. White roses are planted in the flower beds of several houses where you often stay. Everyone thinks you planted them for Xiao Lian, but I know it's not the case."

"I guess the person you like in your heart can play the piano, likes to wear white clothes, and likes white roses. Xiao Lian, like Mr. Chu, is the shadow of the person in your heart, right?"

Song Yanxi's pupils trembled, and he stood up quickly: "I'm going back first."

Seeing his avoidance, Yu Xiao sighed deeply.

……

Song Yanxi returned home and went straight into the bathroom.

Turning on the hot water in the shower, the warm water washed over his body, but it couldn't wash away the boredom and restlessness in his heart. He simply turned off the hot water and replaced it with cold water.

The moment the cold water hit my body, my body shivered subconsciously, but I quickly adapted to it.

After letting the cold water wash for more than ten minutes, he picked up the bath towel he had prepared and wiped his body.

The tall and fit body was wrapped in a white bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom to the terrace outside the room.

The night wind howled against his face with a chill, blowing up the hair on his temples.

Song Yanxi put his hands on the railing and looked towards the flower bed downstairs.

Under the night, the white roses in full bloom swayed with the howling wind, like surging white waves.

He didn't know whether the little prince liked white roses. The reason why he planted white roses in the flower beds of every house he lived in was because the little prince once gave him a bouquet of white roses.

[Plot preview: Chu will return to China tomorrow...]