Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and his confused eyes gradually focused on a certain point at the foot of the wall.

Li Yan slowly crawled towards that direction. Broken glass pierced into his palm, leaving a long, blinding circle. The bright red gradually blurred his vision.

His target was the cell phone that he had smashed to pieces the night before.

"Why, it can't be opened..." Li Yan muttered, holding up the phone and looking at it over and over again, as if he was talking to himself.

He was sitting in a kneeling position, with his back hunched, and his shoulders were shaking more and more violently.

He only remembered that he was going to make a phone call to someone he both loved and hated.

"Chang Ruxin..."

The man's lips opened and closed, and the cold light of resentment in his eyes made him want to bite this man to death, but the words he said were extremely aggrieved: "You lied to me."

I lost all my strength, and my whole body ached when I thought of those three words.

She said she liked him, but what did he do that was a reflection of her? To like him was to betray him. It was when he was at his most vulnerable that she couldn't even find him.

"Fuck you, if you can, don't let me see you again. Chang Ruxin, you'd better hide from me for the rest of your life!"

Li Yan was in his own house, a cold place that couldn't even be called a home. He still remembered that Chang Ruxin used to live here, and she would wait for him to open the door and come in every day with all her energy.

He suddenly didn't care about anything, fame, fortune, good or bad reputation. What did other people's opinions have to do with him?

He did plagiarize, but it was Chang Ruxin's fucking consent. It's a matter of mutual consent, so why are those idiots interfering?

It's not an unforgivable crime. At worst, he won't write anymore. If you can't afford to offend, you can avoid it.

Anyway, he has enjoyed a happy life. Li Yan will go to hell after his death, but that will happen decades later.

The only regret is... even if he dies, he must see that person, and he must drag Chang Ruxin into the same abyss.

Of course he knew that Chang Ruxin was pitiful and innocent, but so what.

Who asked him to mess with himself?

Countless crazy ideas exploded in his mind, and every time he thought deeply, it was accompanied by every flattering smile that Chang Ruxin showed him.

He was so busy that he didn't go to see Chang Ruxin for several days. One night, he suddenly remembered and drove over. The moment he opened the door, he saw Chang Ruxin's transformation from disappointment to hope, with an uncontrollable smile on her face.

He lowered his head and looked pleasant, but would bite his lip shyly and say that he didn't miss him or was not waiting for him.

There was also that time when Chang Ruxin said she would give him a gift for Christmas, but Li Yan thought it was not necessary to make such a fuss, and besides, the money Chang Ruxin had was given to him by himself, so wasn't it equivalent to him spending his own money to buy himself something he didn't need at all?

After hearing that, Chang Ruxin's face turned red and she stammered that she would not spend the money he gave her. As a result, she actually went out to work during that period of time and saved enough money for the gift, and gave him a tie.

Li Yan said he wouldn't use it, but it was just an angry remark at that time. Because one time when he went to see Chang Ruxin, he found that he was still working overtime outside, and he didn't finish that day. Li Yan got very angry. But later, he still wore that tie at the award ceremony...

The last time was that night when he proposed to break up with Chang Ruxin. Chang Ruxin looked at him with her thin, trembling shoulders and her watery black eyes, and asked him humbly if he had done something wrong.

Every scene was vivid, passing before his eyes one by one, as if it happened yesterday.

How did he and Chang Ruxin become like this today?

"..."

Li Yan propped himself up dejectedly, and decided not to think about it if he couldn't figure it out.

No matter what happened before, at least now he still has a chance...

Li Yan wanted to calm down and think carefully about his next plan, but the voice in his head was so disturbing that he subconsciously reached into his pocket to take out a cigarette.

No, not on either side!

He cursed loudly and punched the wall: "Even you are bullying me!"

Li Yan searched the drawers, wardrobes, and every corner of the house.

Finally, he realized that he had been smoking too much recently and had already finished all his cigarettes, but his addiction just happened to come back at this time.

This was a deadly poison that easily dragged him from the clouds into hell.

Li Yan's hands were shaking, and he yelled in annoyance, "Stop fucking shaking."

Then, he ran downstairs regardless of anything, not even feeling the pain from falling down the stairs. He used almost all his strength to grab the car keys and slammed the door.

Because his mind was confused, the road became an illusory shadow before his eyes. He only remembered that he ran through many red lights along the way. He did not even respond to the doorman who greeted him until he came to a familiar street and slammed the brakes.

This is a bar. When Li Yan's career was just taking off and he made his first pot of gold, he came here to celebrate. Later, he was tricked by his so-called friends into becoming addicted to smoking.

In the past, the person in charge of selling cigarettes here would call him regularly every month and deliver the goods to his home. This time, something unexpected happened. Li Yan's cell phone broke again and he couldn't be contacted, so he had to come and buy it himself.

I didn’t expect the circle to be so small, and this time I ran into an acquaintance again.

The person who discovered Li Yan was none other than the poor little guy who was "blacklisted" that day - Gu Jiayan.

He went out to drink with his friends, looking for inspiration for his new work. He glanced unconsciously and suddenly found that the figure next to him was a little familiar.

"Hey, look, isn't that person..."

Gu Jiayan patted the shoulder of the person next to him, pointed in the direction of his finger, and whispered, "Does he look like Li Yan?"

However, his friend was obviously drunk. He squinted his eyes and stared for a long time, then waved his hands vigorously and muttered that he didn't know.

Gu Jiayan said in a disappointed tone: "Why don't I drink you to death!?" He pushed the man's head aside, took out his mobile phone and took a few photos and videos of Li Yan.

After searching through the list, I decided to send it to Si Mo.

Last time, he was blocked by the petty Zou Yanzhi because of this person, and he had to beg for several days before he was released from the small dark room. No matter what the reason was this time, he didn't want to get into trouble again.

Si Mo quickly replied and confirmed that it was indeed Li Yan.

"What did he do?"

Ever since the online incident fermented, Li Yan disappeared from the public eye. This time when he appeared, he did not cover himself at all, and walked around in an arrogant manner, which was totally unlike his style of valuing face above all else.

"It seems like, buying something?" Gu Jiayan couldn't see clearly either, he just saw Li Yan seemed to say something to someone, and that person pulled him away stealthily.

I came to a corner where no one was paying attention and stuffed an object into his hand.

Li Yan had deposited his card in the bar before, and the man's familiar operation showed that it was not his first time.

Si Mo said: "I understand, you leave with your friend first."

"Oh, okay." Gu Jiayan did as he was told and dragged the drunk comrade towards the door. At the same time, he was thinking blankly, why did he listen to Si Mo so much?

Although I don't know what he is going to do, his steady tone always gives me the illusion that I can believe him unconditionally.

"Hiss——" He slapped his thigh suddenly, and finally remembered who Si Mo's tone resembled. Familiar taste, familiar temperature that could kill people, no drag at all. Isn't this another version of Zou Yanzhi? ? !