Ghosts are always slapped in the face [Entertainment]

There is a set of white tea sets on the dining table, a woolen carpet in the middle of the living room, cushions of different shapes piled up on the gray square sofa, two magazines on the coffee table, and the cover of "Global Screen" is covered in gray , the journal is five years ago, some are yellowed and worn out.

Stretching out his hand to caress the cover of the magazine, Xue Yi's eyes were heavy, and the emotions in his eyes were dim.He turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

The room is spacious and simple. There is a row of white wardrobes near the wall, and a double bed in the middle. The sheets are white and gray with long stripes, and the two pillows are neatly placed.At the head of the bed are two elegant bedside tables with crystal bedside lamps.The light gray curtains in the room were pulled open, and the sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bright and warm.

Xue Yi opened the closet, and the clothes inside were hung neatly and orderly.The first vertical grid is the suits arranged in shades of color, mostly black.The second grid is windbreakers and coats, and the third grid is ironed flat shirts and T-shirts. Dark colors are on the left and light colors are on the right.

Everything was arranged according to his habit, as if these suits and shirts were hung up one by one by him, it was terribly familiar.Seeing this, Xue Yi's eyes darkened a little, his face changed, he was no longer calm and steady, no longer indifferent, but faintly shocked and confused.

Coming out of the bedroom, Xue Yi walked into the study next door.

In the center of the room is a white desk with a black notebook on it, a few books and paper documents are piled beside it, and the colorful markers in the pen holder are somewhat conspicuous.

The white bookshelf on the right-hand side occupies an entire wall, and various books are placed in different categories, all related to film and television, including "Movie Elements", "Movie Aesthetics", "The Creation Process of Movies", and on the far right there is a "Wei The Autobiography of Ernes.

Xue Yi stood in front of the bookshelf, the shock in his eyes gradually subsided.He stretched out his hand to cover these books, and stroked them one by one, his movements were extremely gentle, as if treating a treasure, and an indescribable expression appeared on his face, with relief, nostalgia, and more deep sadness.

Leaving the bookcase, Xue Yi came to the desk. The name of the file on the top, the first draft of the script of "Life and Death" came into his eyes, and his expression became more serious.

Flipping through it casually, the red marks are densely packed, there are notes on the storyboard, analysis of the character's psychology, and several suggestions for acting methods. Xue Yi read it carefully until the last page, where the signature is "An", written in red. Signed with a marker and dated March 3.

Five years ago, Xue Yi took over the filming of "Life and Death".

This big commercial production took more than 4 months to shoot in various places.After the film was released, the word-of-mouth was overwhelming and the box office was good. With his proficient and restrained acting skills, Xue Yi won the Best Actor of the Golden Film Awards for the second time, and he is in the limelight.

It's a pity that it didn't take long for Xue Yi to be hospitalized with acute gastritis, and Xue Yi had to recuperate for more than half a year.

The past is vivid, but the most important link is forgotten, and it is just a joke in the end.

Xue Yi stared at the signed signature, and caressed the word "An" on it carefully, all kinds of emotions surged like a stormy sea, and the look of disgust and remorse could not help but appear in his eyes.

Painful expression, stiff silhouette, pain and despair gripped Xue Yi's heart tightly. He was trapped in the dark abyss, suffocated and oppressed, unable to see a ray of light.

His figure swayed slightly, Xue Yi propped himself on the edge of the desk, clutching the script tightly in his hand and not letting go.The blood on his face faded completely, and he was extremely pale.

He bit his lips tightly, lowered his head, and his nails sank deep into the muscles of his palms. A tearing pain shot up from the depths of his brain and wandered around his head. The stinging pain instantly Suddenly, all the nerves were swept away.

The fingers trembled violently, the pain not only did not ease, but became more severe, and the headache was splitting.He tried his best to maintain his balance and not let himself fall.His vision gradually blurred, even though it was so difficult, he still stubbornly resisted the severe pain in his head, and refused to compromise with it.

If he wants to remember, he must remember!Who was that person, who was the person he had forgotten?

The past between them, where he is now, must be remembered.Time is running out, he can't forget it until he dies, he can't...

"Break into private houses in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being arrested?"

Li Ruoshou came out of Li Anqi's house, but Xue Yi was nowhere to be seen, and he yelled twice in the aisle but no one answered.Glancing at the door of the opposite residence was actually open, he went in and took a look without thinking much.

Standing at the entrance, Li Ruoshou looked around, the room was quiet, there was no movement at all, the floor and the table were covered with dust, and no traces of life could be seen, so the house should be unoccupied.

It's a pity, such a nice house is transparent and bright.The simple and elegant decoration style is exactly what he likes. The sofa, coffee table and TV cabinet are all his favorite styles. It seems that the owner of this house has good taste!

Wandering around the living room and kitchen, Li Ruoshou commented secretly, with an expression of appreciation, as if he was quite satisfied with this place.Walking inside, he first entered the bedroom, which was empty, and then came to the study, where he found Xue Yi's figure.

Just wondering why Xue Yi came to someone else's house, but seeing him propped up in pain, Li Ruoshou stepped forward to help him stabilize. "That thing happened again?"

Seeing that Xue Yi gritted his teeth and did not speak, his body was still trembling, and his expression was forbearance, Li Ruoshou helped him to walk towards the chair, but Xue Yi swung him away.

With his hands empty, Xue Yi backed away half a meter, clutching the edge of the desk with both hands, lowered his head, and uttered a few words with great difficulty: "Leave me alone!"

Being waved away by Xue Yi, Li Ruoshou was stunned, unable to react for a moment, then his face darkened, with a gloomy expression.

Seeing that Xue Yi's face was contorted, his body trembled more violently, his lips were biting to bleed, and he was enduring great pain, it must be the Emotional Gu attack again!

"If you want to think about it, you must think about it..."

Xue Yi bent over, frowned, and said these words through gritted teeth. In his broken and hoarse voice, there was tenacity and persistence.

It's a pity that the harder I tried to recall, the more intense the Wangqing Gu attack, and the tearing pain quickly spread from the brain to the whole body.The scene in front of him was blurred, and all his strength was taken away.Can't fall down, can't give up, the idea of ​​recovering memory is especially urgent.

"okay!"

Seeing that Xue Yi and the Wangqing Gu in his body resisted stubbornly, almost passed out from the pain and refused to give in, Li Ruoshou frowned slightly, with a gloomy face, and shouted to stop, but still couldn't persuade Xue Yi.

"Do you want to die? Xue Yi, stop for me, do you hear me?"

Dark red blood flowed from Xue Yi's nasal cavity and dripped on the white desk, which was very dazzling.Seeing this, Li Ruoshou stepped forward to support the other party, yelling loudly, his face was frighteningly dark.

"I don't even want my life!" He tightly grabbed Xue Yi's arm with great force, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.Seeing the other party obsessively tossing and tossing, Li Ruoshou's eyes gradually grew angry, and he stared at Xue Yi fiercely, exuding an oppressive aura all over his body.

Letting go of his hand, Li Ruoshou left the study room without looking back, with windy footsteps.

When he got to the door, he stopped suddenly, his lips were drawn into a sharp line, the shadow in his eyes was almost overflowing, and he cursed very irritably: "Fuck!"

As soon as his footsteps turned, Li Ruoshou turned back bitterly, and just entered the study when he saw Xue Yi lying on the ground, unconscious.Frowning tightly, he stepped forward and squatted beside Xue Yi to check the situation.

Holding Xue Yi's head lightly, he lifted him up and hugged him in his arms. Li Ruoshou called out his name a few times, but seeing that Xue Yi didn't respond, he raised his eyelids and looked, it seemed that he had passed out.

Staring at Xue Yi's bloodless face, Li Ruoshou struggled for a moment, full of contradictions.

The person in his arms is suffering from pain, breathing weakly, losing vitality little by little, even the body is getting cold, unable to feel the warmth.It won't be long before the other party will have no breath, no signs of life, and die.

Thinking that Xue Yi would die here, Li Ruoshou unconsciously tightened his arms, for fear that Xue Yi would slip from his arms.His expression suddenly became complicated, with too many emotions churning in his eyes.It was like a needle pierced into the heart one by one, and there was an indescribable discomfort and dull pain.

Too strange!Obviously Xue Yi is going to die, why can't he be happy, but sad.What's going on, what's wrong with him?

Could it be that he was really soft, that he couldn't bear Xue Yi's death?

Why did it become like this!He is a messenger from the underworld, he never frowns when dealing with thousands of fierce ghosts and fierce spirits, and he will never be soft-hearted, but now he is soft-hearted to a mortal...and a mortal who still wants to attract souls?

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!He can't be soft-hearted, there is still time to get everything back on track.As long as Xue Yi is dead, as long as he returns to the bureau, it will be as if nothing happened.He continued to work as a ghost messenger, lived a happy life, and forgot everything here.

Thoughts were chaotic, Li Ruoshou fell into pain as he stared at Xue Yi's face.He kept denying his true feelings towards Xue Yi in his heart, as if this could change something.

As everyone knows, the most unpredictable and uncontrollable thing in this world is emotion.

But at this time, Xue Yi suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at him.His lips moved, and he wanted to speak, but he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell into a coma completely.

"Xue Yi, wake up, Xue Yi..."

Realizing that Xue Yi's situation is extremely critical at the moment, Li Ruoshou is rarely flustered, and no longer conceals his anxiety and worry.The hand hanging by the side was clenched into a fist and then loosened, and a look of struggle flashed in his eyes.

As if he had made a major decision, he took a deep breath with a slightly relieved expression on his face.With lowered eyes, Li Ruoshou stared at the person in his arms and sighed resignedly.

1748, in my opinion, you are the one who is desperate.You should know the consequences of saving Xue Yi!

Did he owe Xue Yi in his previous life? Why did he fall into his hands!