After falling off the horse, he was pestered by giants to form CP[Entertainment]

Yan Xiwen and Fu Yusi drove all the way around the city to search, and asked passers-by when they caught them, until it was past two o'clock in the morning, but to no avail, so they had to go back to the company to meet again.

But unexpectedly, I saw a lot of reporters at the entrance of the company, asking questions like a cannonball around the company's senior management.

Yan Xiwen poked his head out of the car to take a look, and immediately understood.

"Why are there so many reporters around?"

"Why else, I smelled the rancid smell and found it all the way." Yan Xiwen closed the car window, leaned on the backrest, and rubbed the space between his brows wearily.

"Otherwise, call the police." Fu Yusi couldn't wait any longer.

It has been seven hours since Xin Yu went missing, and he felt that if he continued to search blindly like this, it might be the worst result.

"Call the police." Yan Xiwen sneered, and turned to look at Fu Yusi, "Isn't it obvious that no one except you and I knew about Xin Yu's disappearance, but it attracted so many reporters, do you think this matter can be separated from the company Does it matter?"

Fu Yusi looked at the group of reporters at the door and was stunned for a moment, then he turned his head slowly, looked at Yan Xiwen's side face, and asked softly:

"Did you know that he is particularly afraid of the dark?"

Yan Xiwen gave Fu Yusi a strange look, but said nothing.

"When I was young, I went climbing with him. He was mistakenly locked in the watchtower by the old man guarding the mountain all night. When he found him, his body was shaking from crying, and he hugged his sister tightly and did not let go."

"At that time, I swore in my heart that no matter what happens in the future, I will never leave him alone again."

As he said that, Fu Yusi's eyes gradually turned red. He smiled wryly and asked, "You should be able to see my feelings for him."

Yan Xiwen's hands holding the steering wheel tightened, but he still shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed: "He's grown up now, he's in his 20s, so he shouldn't cry anymore."

Fu Yusi rested his chin on one hand and turned his head to pretend to look at the scenery, but he used his hand to cover his mouth that was slightly shrunken when he was about to cry.

"I'll look for it again." With that said, Fu Yusi opened the door and got out of the car.

He sniffed, telling himself in his heart to be strong, not to collapse first, because he was still waiting to find him.

Just looking up, there is a young man in a mess in his sight.

Fu Yusi was taken aback for a moment, and strode over, pulled the boy over and hugged him in his arms, protecting the back of his head with one hand, and asked softly:

"where did you go."

The young man forced a smile: "I encountered a small matter, but it has been dealt with."

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Xin Yu looked at the furnishings in the room, and finally his eyes fell directly on the checkered bed sheet.

He just kept on doing nothing, tore the bed sheet into strips, his hands were all injured, then he tied the cloth strips together, tied one end to the drainage pipe on the outer wall of the building, and then slowly followed the cloth strips. climbed down.

The cloth strips were not tied tightly, and the knot suddenly slipped off at the last section, and Xin Yu just fell hard on the ground with his butt facing down.

Regardless of the pain, he hurriedly stood up and limped out.

When Xin Yu met the first person, the first thing he did was to ask what time it was, and he breathed a sigh of relief after making sure he didn't miss the flight.

I feel like crying, but in front of outsiders, you have to hold back, right?

He dragged his injured leg all the way down the main city avenue. He stopped several cars on the road, but most of them turned a blind eye and accelerated to ignore them.

Only a kind uncle who came home at night agreed to give him a ride seeing his miserable appearance.

I thought it was over like this, went back to the company to get my phone and wallet, went back to Yan Xiwen’s house to pack my luggage, and caught up with the plane at noon tomorrow, so quietly, no one needed to know——

But unexpectedly, he saw Yan Xiwen's car at the door of the company, and Fu Yusi who was wiping his eyes silently after getting off the car.

When Yan Xiwen saw Xin Yu for the first time, he just muttered a little dissatisfied, "Such an adult has no sense of safety at all", and there was no further comment.

Regarding what happened tonight, Xin Yu didn't want to talk about it, and Fu Yusi also cared not to ask too much.

Sending him to Yan Xiwen's home, he planned to wait downstairs for him to pack his luggage before taking him home to rest, but Yan Xiwen, who was indifferent the whole time, said in a low voice:

"It's so late, don't make a fuss, it will wake up my sister, besides, after staying for so many days, do you still care about this night?"

Xin Yu didn't say anything, but his heart was warm, and he obediently followed Yan Xiwen into the house under Fu Yusi's disappointed gaze.

Coming out of the shower, his hands were so hot and painful from the stimulation of the body soap, Xin Yu blew on his hands, and took advantage of the situation to look at Yan Xiwen who was still on the sofa looking at his phone.

"Why don't you go to sleep?" He asked curiously.

"Where did you go tonight?" Yan Xiwen put down his phone and looked up, his tone indifferent.

Xin Yu hid his hands behind his back indiscriminately: "I met a friend, and we talked too late."

Yan Xiwen got up abruptly, went straight to Xin Yu and pulled his hand from behind, asking, "This is the friend you went to see? What's the matter, there was a fight?"

"It's all over, don't take it out to mention it." Xin Yu withdrew his hand, stubbornly refusing to speak.

"Why don't you mention it? You went out to drink with your ex-boyfriend, and then you were imprisoned by him to this point. You got injured all over your body in order to escape. Why can't you mention these things." Yan Xiwen's tone was a little cold.

He looked at Xin Yu, his chest heaving slightly with anger.

Xin Yu didn't speak.

Indeed, this sentence "ex-boyfriend" is enough to put him in the [-]th hell. First steamed and then boiled.

Looking at Xin Yu's subtle expression, Yan Xiwen's tone softened unconsciously: "I mean, even if you go out, you should check the battery of your phone."

The corners of Xin Yu's mouth had a tendency to curl down slightly, but because of his stubbornness, he kept holding back, trying not to let himself cry.

Yan Xiwen kept looking at him like this, but his eyes gradually softened inadvertently.

After a while, he suddenly raised his hand to break Xin Yu's head, let him lean on his shoulder, and whispered:

"Lend me your shoulder, cry if you want to cry."

"Don't cry." Xin Yu was still stubborn.

"why."

"Because men are not allowed to cry."

Yan Xiwen held down his head, and increased his strength in his hand: "Cry for me."

As soon as the words fell, there was a faint sobbing sound, and slowly, Yan Xiwen felt that the pajamas on his shoulders were wet and warm to the touch.

"Why do I have to cry..." Xin Yu sobbed, and as he spoke, he stretched out his scarred hands and tightly grasped the corner of Yan Xiwen's pajamas.

Like a wounded little beast, but fortunately, he doesn't need to lick the wound himself.

"Because I think you need to vent." Yan Xiwen's tone was rare and gentle.

"Why, you know everything, why can you open other people's wounds so lightly."

Crying and mourning, hovering in the huge living room.

"Scars don't disappear when they are hidden. When they are uncovered, the pain will last for a while, and then they will heal completely."

Thinking of the 10,000+ foreign debt that he had to bear for no reason, thinking of the scars he had once again trusted that person, and thinking of the countless times of confusion in the dark over the years, Xin Yu was sure that he really needed a way to vent.

Otherwise it will be suffocated.

Feeling that the man was crying and trembling in his arms, his frail and thin body seemed vulnerable, Yan Xiwen felt as if he was suddenly stabbed hard by a villain.

After a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand, embraced the slender waist of the person in his arms, patted his back lightly, and coaxed softly like a child:

"Oh, it's okay, it's all over."

"It's strange that you have no rhythm in the filming." While sobbing, Xin Yu suddenly said this in a disconcerting manner.

Yan Xiwen sighed, and patted him hard twice: "It's also my first time coaxing someone, please understand a little bit."

He said that he had too many things to worry about, but in the middle of the night, when Xin Yu was sleeping soundly with his cup in his arms, Yan Xiwen gently pushed open the door of his room——

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