Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

Throwing the branches on the ground casually, Qin Yili strolled leisurely in the woods.

But his slow steps, pale face, and sweaty forehead proved that he was not as careless as he appeared at the moment.

The cameraman was sweating profusely as he ran and finally found Qin Yili playing in the water by the lake.

My heart was filled with resentment towards him.

Does he know that he is currently recording a program? Even a popular star can't act like a celebrity and throw away the cameraman, right?

He deliberately adjusted the camera angle to make Qin Yili look ugly.

But no matter how he adjusted the angle, it did not damage the delicacy of that face. Instead, he deliberately found various angles to shoot him...

Qin Yili, who patiently used lake water to clean the blood on his hands, didn't care at all about the cameraman's behavior.

He and Little Rat started gambling again.

Only this time there are no stakes.

Qin Yili lifted up his trousers, took off his shoes and was ready to jump into the lake to catch fish.

Cameraman: "?"

How is he going to shoot this? Can't you respect your status as a traffic star? !

Just as the cameraman was about to enter the water with his camera, a man suddenly rushed out and grabbed Qin Yili's arm.

Qin Yili, who failed to dive, turned his head blankly and saw the furious Yong Jinyao.

Without waiting for the cameras or the bodyguards who followed him, he pulled Qin Yili ashore.

After that, squat down and put on his shoes.

When his eyes touched the scars on his legs, which were so white that you could see the veins, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he pushed up his trouser legs.

A deep scar that penetrated the entire calf was still fresh in his eyes.

The confused Qin Yili was frightened by his eyes that were about to cry, and blurted out: "Brother Yao, don't be angry, I didn't mean it."

Every time he made Yong Jinyao unhappy, he always used this tone to ask for forgiveness.

"..."

Yong Jinyao took a deep breath, stood up and looked at everyone, lowering his voice and said: "Stop my filming first, I will tell the director."

With his identity here, everyone would considerately leave even if they wanted to read gossip.

When there were only two people left by the lake, Qin Yili realized that he wanted to retreat uneasily, but felt that retreating would be giving in. He deliberately took a step forward and said provocatively: "Yong Yongying, I regret dumping you." Me? It's a pity that I never look back."

"Really?" Yong Jinyao just asked indifferently.

Qin Yili: "..."

He wanted to reply sarcastically that he was, but the words couldn't come out.

In the end, his shoulders shrugged, and his brows were filled with fatigue: "Then what do you want? I have followed your words to stay away from you. If I knew you were on this show, I would not answer-"

"I didn't want to participate in this show." Yong Jinyao interrupted him, looking steadily into his green eyes with his narrow eyes: "I came because I knew you were here."

"..."

Qin Yili could no longer remain indifferent, and his cold and delicate face cracked: "Brother Yao, do you know what you mean?"

He can let go once, but he can never let go twice!

How could Yong Jinyao not know that by letting go, he would be putting himself in danger again, but...

"Take off your clothes."

Qin Yili immediately covered his chest in panic, with two blushes on his pale face, and his eyes moved erratically: "Although there are many trees here, there will be people coming..."

Yong Jinyao didn't explain, he directly took off his shirt.

How could Qin Yili let him see the injuries on her body and snatch the ownership of the shirt from him.

Both of them are grown men, and their strength is not light. No matter how good the quality of the shirt is, they can't help tearing it apart like this. With a sizzling sound, the shirt opened directly from the collar.

The black vest underneath was revealed.

And a bandage with specks of blood on it.

At this time, Yong Jinyao's expression changed completely, and he asked with rapid breathing, "Did it happen just now?"

No matter how harsh he said, he didn't trust Qin Yili. After letting Tian Tian go back to town first, Yong Jinyao went into the woods alone to look for someone.

Somehow, I got to the foot of the century-old tree and saw the bloody branches abandoned on the ground.

There was obviously no basis, but the moment he saw the branch, Yong Jinyao felt that it was Qin Yili's blood.

He hurriedly searched in the woods, but he didn't expect to see him about to throw himself into the lake.

The scene of him lying quietly in the bathtub in the hotel made Yong Jinyao's breathing stop. Even after catching him, he saw the cameraman waiting next to him and knew that he had misunderstood, and his violent heart did not stop beating.

Qin Yili opened his mouth, stubbornness flashed in his eyes, he turned away and pretended to be indifferent: "This is none of your business, don't forget, we have nothing to do with each other now."

"Then from now on, let's get back together so we can have a relationship!"

Even Gao Xiangming thought he had gotten over that relationship. Only Yong Jinyao knew that the sleepless nights and increasingly intense lovesickness proved that he had never given up on Qin Yili for a moment.

"I do not want!"

Tears fell heavily from the end of his eyes. Qin Yili cried quietly: "You hate me, you abandoned me."

Yong Jinyao, who had been together for more than three years, couldn't tell whether his child was really crying or pretending to cry. The way he cried silently made him feel distressed and wanted to hug him tightly, but he was also worried about touching his injuries, so he explained worriedly and anxiously: "I hate you, but I love you equally, can't you feel it?"

"..."

Seeing his confused expression, Yong Jinyao was sad and distressed: "Love is for both parties. You can't always ask me not to abandon you, but don't give me the corresponding love."

Love can be acted out.

Qin Yili doesn't love him at all.

This is what pains Yong Jinyao the most.

Even if he pressed her to this point, he still didn't know whether he loved him or not.

But Yong Jinyao had no intention of arguing with him about this anymore. He couldn't rest assured that it was true that Qin Yili was uneasy, so he had to force himself to let go of his inner persistence.

It doesn't matter if you don't love her, Qin Yili will only have him by her side anyway.

That’s okay too.

"Good boy, take your hands away and let me see your injuries." Yong Jinyao softened his voice, his gentle and handsome face full of worry.

Brother Yao hasn't spoken to him like this for a long time.

Qin Yili, who thought he was in a dream, obediently gave up resistance and raised his hand to grab his hand, but seemed to be caring about something and carefully retracted it, only daring to pull out the corner of his clothes.

It seems like you can feel Brother Yao's temperature just like this.

Not knowing what Qin Yili was doing, Yong Jinyao carefully unbuttoned the remaining shirt buttons and saw that a lot of bright red blood had seeped out of the white bandage.

He wanted to scold Qin Yili for not cherishing him, but he couldn't bear to say it when he looked at the dumbfounded person.

Taking the initiative to hold his hand: "Shall we go to the hospital?"

It's Brother Yao's hand.

So warm.

The smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth to his eyes. Qin Yili smiled brightly: "Okay~"