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Before Yue Jiayou walked out of the room, Zhong Heng suddenly spoke from behind.

"Do you have a driver's license?"

Yue Jiayou didn't have a driver's license.

Since his debut at the age of 17, he has been busy working for Xingying. He was underage before, and he had no time after that, and he never took the exam.

"I'll take a taxi." Yue Jiayou turned on his phone and opened the taxi app.

In the middle of the night in the city center, there was a long line of people leaving from Bar Street. Seeing the reminder that there were 21 people queuing ahead, Yue Jiayou anxiously tapped on the screen of his mobile phone.

He didn't really have anything to read, but he felt more uneasy if he didn't read anything. The text message was sent by the landlord, and he was vague, and he didn't even explain whether Heng Heng's injury was serious or not.

"The taxi can only stop at the entrance of the lobby, and the paparazzi are still squatting at you over there. Cancel the order, and I will drive you."

Zhong Heng walked around in front of him, condescending, and did not intend to give Yue Jiayou any room to object.

Yue Jiayou is not short, 182cm with his shoes off, which is above average among male stars, but Zhong Heng is still six centimeters taller than him, and his frame is rougher than Yue Jiayou who has just begun to lose his youthful looks.

Zhong Heng blocked the door like this, Yue Jiayou had to look directly at him, only to realize that this man had already put on his coat at some point, and he also took a coat for him: "Wrap yourself tightly in a while, it's cold outside. .”

"Why are you so kind? There is nothing to be courteous about." Yue Jiayou stuffed his phone into his pocket with downcast eyes, wrapped his coat tightly, and followed Zhong Heng's footsteps, thinking about humming in his heart. If he didn't say a few words, he was afraid that he would become more Think more.

"In your current state, letting yourself go out is no different from letting a mad dog go out. Just think of me as benefiting the society."

"..."

Yue Jiayou felt that he was just out of his mouth to ask this question.

Zhong Heng's car was parked in the internal parking lot of the administrative building, and the paparazzi couldn't get in.

The three sports cars were parked side by side, and the teenager couldn't escape the pursuit of pure aesthetics and speed. Seeing the smooth body of the car, Zhong Heng handed the key to Yue Jiayou: "Open the lock?"

Although it can't be opened, it is still possible to open a lock and touch a key.

Yue Jiayou took the keys, and was still thinking about which one belonged to Zhong Heng, only to realize that the light was on the other car beside him that he had ignored, and curled his lips in disappointment: "It's Volkswagen."

Zhong Heng looked at the Phaeton, which was a top-end model with a purchase price of nearly 200 million. Forget it, let him do it.

"Either get in the car, or pick up your dog with a bunch of paparazzi on your ass, take your pick."

Yue Jiayou was still waiting for Zhong Heng to send him back, so he didn't dare to make mistakes, so he put the key back in Zhong Heng's hand: "Hi everyone, honest, safe, low-key!"

Zhong Heng sneered: "Get in the car and navigate."

Yue Jiayou gave Yao Jiajia a red envelope in the car, the money for a cup of tequila, and it was past two o'clock when the two arrived in the community where Yue Jiayou lived.

Cars can't drive into the old residential complex, and the street lights are also good and bad. Zhong Heng stopped at the entrance of the community and looked at the unit building where even the fire exits were blocked: "You live here?"

"Others don't know what my family is like, but you don't?" Yue Jiayou was anxious, too lazy to bluff in front of Zhong Heng.

Back then, Yue Zongcheng owed several million in gambling debts. He heard that he could earn a lot of money by participating in the talent show, so he sold him in minutes.

On the day Yue Zongcheng went to the audition site to mess around, Zhong Heng witnessed the whole process as a mentor, and he knew his situation from the very beginning.

"Aren't you afraid that one day there will be a fire and the fire truck won't be able to get in?"

Zhong Heng is different from Yue Jiayou who was hacked into a young master. He is a real young master who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He has lived in an environment and security facilities since he was a child. This is the first time he has seen such a community.

"I lived in a shantytown when I was a child, but I grew up anyway, and I didn't let you come with me. You can't play so much, can you?"

Yue Jiayou was worried, worried, anxious and sour, not in the mood to talk nonsense about Zhong Heng soaked in the honeypot of capitalism, opened the door of the unit, all the lights in the building were broken, and Zhong Heng turned on the flashlight for lighting.

He lived in 401, and the landlord who picked Hem back lived in 402. Yue Jiayou knocked on the door of 402, and the hostess came out quickly.

The woman was wearing thin pajamas, and she was a little suspicious: "Xiaoyue is here, come and pick up the dog, your uncle will lose his temper soon."

Yue Jiayou couldn't wait to go in to meet Heng Heng, and smiled mechanically: "Alright, Aunt Liu, I'm really sorry to trouble you."

Zhong Heng stood at the corner of the stairs and cast his gaze, smelling a rare trace of gentleness and softness.

At the reception, the young man held the future in his hands, turned around and left without hesitation, but at this moment, because of a dog, he bowed his head obediently and apologized to an honest middle-aged woman.

"Damn mother, I told you not to let these stinky actors live here! Now it's good, it's bad luck! It's still noisy at what time!" There was a sound of abuse in the room, and the man was looking for slippers.

Zhong Heng's complexion changed, and he walked into the light from the corner of the stairs.

The well-known and tall man covered Yue Jiayou, and Aunt Liu immediately became more embarrassed, rubbing her hands anxiously and shouting to the back room: "It will be fine soon, you can continue to sleep, you don't need to come out, it will be fine." gone."

Yue Jiayou also didn't want to cause trouble, and turned his head to show a pleading look, for fear that Zhong Heng would conflict with Aunt Liu's husband.

Stopping Zhong Heng, he turned back and looked at Aunt Liu embarrassedly: "Auntie, it's all my fault for causing you trouble, what about my family?"

Aunt Liu pointed to the corner of the living room, where a group of small figures were curled up at the base of the wall and sobbing softly.

Yue Jiayou's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried over: "Auntie, thank you, I'll take him to the hospital first, and I'll come back another day to apologize to my elder brother."

Heng Heng was injured on one leg, the injury was not serious, but the blood was all over his body, when he saw Yue Jiayou, he tried to stand up by himself, even his eyes lit up.

Yue Jiayou saw a pool of blood at a glance, and was so frightened that he almost forgot to breathe. It wasn't until he hugged and hummed for a few times that he realized that the injury was actually not serious, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Dad is here, Dad will take you to see a doctor now, hehe Humph, don't be afraid, good boy."

It was the first time hearing Yue Jiayou speak in such a tone, Zhong Heng stood behind him and took an extra glance.

The young man's complexion was extremely gloomy, his eyes were full of anxiety, he was frightened just now, even his hands trembled a little, and a layer of water quickly appeared in the circles of his eyes, but he still couldn't get it back.

"Let me come." Zhong Heng took the dog away from Yue Jiayou's trembling hand, hugged a small ball of fur into his arms, frowned, and turned his face sideways.

Yue Jiayou and Aunt Liu thanked each other and turned to leave.

Aunt Liu seemed to be in some difficulty, hesitated for a while, and stopped Yue Jiayou before he was about to leave:

"My father-in-law was hospitalized recently, and your elder brother said...you make troubles all day long, and the paparazzi always stares at our house. Today your dog came in the door covered in blood. It's very unlucky...he..."

Yue Jiayou understood the other party's meaning before Aunt Liu finished speaking.

When he was avoiding debts with Yue Zongcheng in the past, he had the ability to read people's eyes. It's not hard to guess what Aunt Liu meant, she didn't want to continue renting the house to herself.

"Auntie, I know you have difficulties. This house is due in a week, so you can collect the rent and deposit. I will find someone to move tomorrow." Yue Jiayou was talking, and he heard Zhong Heng sniffling behind him.

Aunt Liu was embarrassed from the bottom of her heart: "I'm so sorry, my child."

While comforting Aunt Liu, Yue Jiayou pricked up his ears to listen to the movement behind him.

"Ah Choo!" Zhong Heng sneezed in a disfigured manner.

"Ah Choo!" Another slap.

Yue Jiayou turned around: "You have a cold?"

Zhong Heng: "No, allergies."

Yue Jiayou: "...you are allergic to a dog, you are already 29, not nine years old."

He held grudges, Zhong Heng said in the hotel just now that he was nineteen, not nine, and he had to return it.

Zhong Heng turned his head and ignored him: "Let's go."

Yue Jiayou bid farewell to Aunt Liu, followed Zhong Heng, and stretched out his trembling hand.

"It turns out that you can also be obedient and low-browed, so why is it like taking gunpowder every time you see me?" Zhong Heng stuffed the dog into his open hand, stepped back by himself, rubbed Rubbing his nose, he turned on the flashlight.

Seeing that he backed away and even the light of the flashlight dimmed a bit, Yue Jiayou couldn't help feeling a little funny.

He walked a few steps faster, making Hum Hem a little further away from Zhong Heng: "Aunt Liu is a good person, and I don't want to cause trouble for a good person. Besides... I don't just hate anyone I see, okay? Did I hate you today?" !"

He doesn't hate everyone.It's just that I've been used to it since I was a child, either to show my teeth and show my claws, or to swallow my anger. In contrast, he chose to show his teeth and show his claws.

But Yue Jiayou also knows that whoever treats him well, he has to treat him twice as well. It's just that after Yue Zongcheng started gambling and his mother passed away, there are fewer and fewer people in the world who treat him well. It seemed that all that was left was sheer malice.

After a long time, he almost forgot what it was like to let go of his guard against others.

He could feel that Zhong Heng was helping him today, so it was rare for him to soften his attitude towards Zhong Heng a little.

Although he knew, he didn't really want to thank him, nor did he really want to admit that he was helped by Zhong Heng.

Yue Jiayou was thinking about something, subconsciously walked fast, just walked out of the edge of the flashlight, stood in the darkness and stopped.

He has night blindness. When he was a child, Yue Zongcheng, who was avoiding debts, stuffed him into a closet casually. What greeted him was complete darkness and unknown fear, so much so that until now, he dared not take a step in the dark.

The humming in his hand made him unable to free his hand, unable to turn on the flashlight.

The person behind it was Zhong Heng, and Yue Jiayou didn't want to continue asking him for help, let alone expose his night blindness and fear of the dark, so he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and took a tentative step.

As soon as he stepped out of his legs, he pressed his forehead with one hand and pulled him back, and Heng Heng whimpered softly in his arms.

Yue Jiayou felt that he bumped into something.

Pretty solid.

hot.

Inexplicably, the image of Zhong Heng coming out of the shower echoed in his mind, and he muttered: "I knew I would have practiced too."

Zhong Heng didn't want to think about Yue Jiayou's muscular appearance, so he changed the subject: "...how old is he, can't talk when he can't see the way?"

Yue Jiayou opened his eyes, and in front of him was the debris piled up in the stairwell. If he had taken another step just now, he would have bumped into it with people and dogs.

But he chose to continue to be stubborn: "I just lost my mind, who said I can't see clearly?"

"That's right, it's understandable." Zhong Heng didn't expose him, and smiled with a flashlight: "After all, there are a lot of things to think about, right?"

Yue Jiayou knew what he was talking about, he was thinking about the reception, what to do in the future, whether he should agree to Zhong Heng's proposal, and whether they had slept or not.

"In short, thank you, just now... and tonight." Yue Jiayou hesitated for a moment, then spoke quickly, and couldn't help speeding up his pace, and walked out of the corridor without looking back.

Regardless of whether Zhong Heng deliberately teased him, or had some calculations, it was a fact that he helped him, but even though it was the truth, Yue Jiayou felt a little aggrieved when he said it.

Zhong Heng followed behind him carelessly playing the flashlight, and suddenly stopped his steps, and even put away the flashlight: "There are paparazzi."

The community without street lights was completely dark, and Yue Jiayou's breathing was stagnant.

Zhong Heng's voice passed through the night in a low voice, a warm hand pressed Yue Jiayou's shoulder: "Low your head, follow me, don't look to the side, don't be afraid."

The author has something to say: Teacher Zhong: Which one is yours?

Paparazzi: Sorry!We withdraw immediately now!

Mr. Zhong: Don’t tell me, which one of yours, I’ll send you a thank you letter!