We're All Especially Sympathizing With That Man

Yan Jingxi really felt that Bai Yueguang's acting in front of him was very funny, making one want to sneer.

In the past, under what circumstances would he be deceived by such a clumsy performance. He must have been blinded by some kind of power. It is really scary to think about it.

Bai Yueguang found that Yan Jingxi was not immersed in the pitiful image he performed at all, so he changed his coping strategy, that is, changed the subject.

Bai Yueguang: "What are you laughing at?"

Yan Jingxi turned the phone face down and said, "It's fine."

Bai Yueguang thought about what he said when he lost his memory last time: "The last time you asked me was about your illness when you were a child, I'm sorry." He was very smart and didn't explain himself, so he apologized to Yan Jingxi first, " I was young at the time and didn't understand anything, I didn't do it on purpose, I hope you don't mind." He himself didn't have any feeling about this matter at all, what's so fussy about a broken harmonica.

Yan Jingxi is not stupid, whether Bai Yueguang is acting or sincerely apologizing to him, how can he still not understand?

His ability to distinguish is not so bad.

Yan Jingxi flicked a small potato chip in the bowl as if she didn't mind: "Why did you lie to me and say that you are the one who will accompany me?"

Bai Yueguang lowered her head, pretending to be a little shy, and said: "At that time, I wanted to get close to you. When you asked if it was me, I just said yes by accident."

Yan Jingxi really wanted to give Bai Yueguang a sap in his heart, because of his sudden accident, how many things did he miss?

However, Yan Jingxi doesn't want to talk about it with him now, and after he finds out everything, they will settle the ledger together.

His tenderness is only given to one person, and it is definitely not Bai Yueguang who can enjoy this benefit.

Bai Yueguang has been observing Yan Jingxi's expression, there is no change, neither happy, nor sad, nor angry, what is he thinking, why Yan Jingxi is becoming more and more difficult to understand now, inexplicable, it makes him feel confused A little flustered.

Bai Yueguang quietly touched the silver medal hanging around his neck, moved his mouth slightly and said three times silently: "The master of drama, the master of drama, the master of drama, please help me, let Yan Jingxi love me so much that I can't extricate myself!"

While meditating in his heart, he continued to observe Yan Jingxi's reaction.

However, Yan Jingxi's expression was normal, without any change, he still held a slice of lotus root with chopsticks in his hand, put it in his mouth, and tasted the restaurant's food ranked number one on everyone's comments.

Today's meal is all vegetarian, completely different from Bai Yueguang's usual big fish and meat, he did it on purpose, why didn't he find that Bai Yueguang's taste was so terrible before, whether he eats or not, sits or not, he only picks the expensive ones Yes, like a nouveau riche who suddenly became rich overnight, the things that are unclear are trivial.

While Yan Jing was eating, he also found that Bai Yueguang was looking at himself from the corner of his eye. His hand was always on the silver medal around his neck, and he suddenly stopped talking and just sat there.

Yan Jingxi recalled how they used to get along.

He remembered that since they met, the silver medal around Bai Yueguang's neck had never left him. Maybe it was because it was just a silver medal, the price was not high, and he didn't care too much. If he asked, Bai Yueguang would say it was his mother. The only relic left to him must be carried on him as a talisman, and must not be lost.

Almost every time we met, Bai Yueguang would touch his amulet and mutter something silently, but his words were vague because he couldn't hear clearly.

Whenever he doesn't like Bai Yueguang that much, he seems to touch the silver medal.

Yan Jingxi thought, what exactly does this silver medal represent?

It seems that he needs to test it. If the silver medal is separated from Bai Yueguang, what will it become? Is it really just a talisman left by his mother?

At this moment, Yan Jingxi felt that all he had to do was pretend that he didn't know anything, and he didn't need to come forward to win the silver medal.

Yan Jingxi asked him bluntly: "Have you recovered your memory?"

Bai Yueguang never expected that Yan Jingxi didn't respond at all, and he wanted to try to touch the silver medal and continue reciting spells silently, but Yan Jingxi stared at him, which made him feel a little chilly, so it's better to answer his question first.

Bai Yueguang said: "I only recovered a little bit, not much."

Yan Jingxi didn't seem to mind, just chatting: "What do you remember?"

Bai Yueguang began to rack his brains to find excuses, he never thought that Yan Jingxi's every question would catch him off guard.

"Well, even the scenes of being rescued by others are not many, intermittent." Bai Yueguang's expression was a little subtle.

Yan Jingxi knew that he was making excuses, and now that he really knew Bai Yueguang, this person was full of lies from beginning to end, the more so, the more he understood that he was hiding many secrets, and there might be more than one.

Presumably this is the same person, so other people will be deceived without knowing it?

No matter what, Yan Jingxi has long been on guard against Bai Yueguang, the more he tries to hide it, the more secrets he has, and sooner or later he will dig it out.

The time given to Bai Yueguang was only two hours, and after the meal, Yan Jingxi had no intention of sending him back.

Bai Yueguang still hoped that Yan Jingxi would take him home, but Yan Jingxi closed the door immediately after getting into the car.

Bai Yueguang grabbed the car door: "Wait a minute!"

Yan Jingxi raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Is there anything else?"

Bai Yueguang: "Aren't you going to send me back?"

Yan Jingxi looked at the time: "I have something to do next, and I'm not on the way with you, why don't you take a taxi, the taxi here is easy to take, there are subways and buses."

Bai Yueguang didn't expect Yan Jingxi to be so shameless: "..." To throw him on the road by himself.

Didn't the master of the plot make him love him so much that he couldn't extricate himself?Could it be that he changed to the routine of the cold president instead of taking the warm route?

Bai Yueguang couldn't help but think about it, he calmed down quickly, and pretended to be strong with a smile: "Okay, I will squeeze the subway."

Yan Jingxi then closed the door with a bang, completely shutting Bai Yueguang out, and now he didn't even want to breathe the air around Bai Yueguang.

Bai Yueguang, who was standing outside sweating, narrowed his eyes, and began to hold resentment towards Yan Jingxi.

Yan Jingxi, you can do it, you dare to treat me like this, remember you.

He thought he could squeeze some opportunities out of Yan Jingxi today, but the meeting process was beyond his imagination, so he could only deal with it hastily. When did Yan Jingxi become so shrewd, and every question made him unable to answer.

Even so, Bai Yueguang didn't think about whether his silver medal was still working.

Full of complaints, Bai Yueguang took a taxi home.

Seeing Qi Youlin, who was hiding in the corner and suddenly jumped out to hug him, made his heart feel better. Qi Youlin is still cute, but he is too clingy and easily hinders his work.

However, with so many people in the entertainment industry, his distribution channels are even more effective, and his eyes on Qi Youlin are much softer.

It's just that Qi Youlin's next words almost didn't make him vomit blood.

Qi Youlin took off his peaked cap: "A Li, your head is really ugly."

Confident about his appearance, Bai Yueguang heard others call him ugly for the first time in 20 years!

He opened the door and pushed Qi Youlin away, is it really that ugly?

Qi Youlin quietly closed the door, not understanding Bai Yueguang's sudden move to break free from his embrace: "Did I say something wrong?"

Facing the mirror, Bai Yueguang's face turned slightly pale, and the fingers that caressed his face were trembling.

Dull and inelastic skin, a yellow complexion, dark circles under the eyes are getting heavier, thick blackheads on the nose, fine lines on both sides of the eyes, spots on the face are particularly obvious, nasolabial folds are becoming more and more obvious, and there are also spots on the neck Two wrinkles!

How did he become like this?

what is the problem?

Surrounded by a master of plot, even if he doesn't wash his face or take care of his skin, his skin has always been supple and elastic. His every frown and smile will exude a charming aura. As long as he subconsciously seduces people, he will not refuse, and he will They love him so much that they lose themselves, in their world, they only have him in their hearts.

Didn't his silver medal work?

Bai Yueguang untied the silver medal around his neck, held it in his hand, and carefully observed the silver medal.

How could this be?

The previous silver medal had always been shining silver, and even if he covered it with his collar, he couldn't hide its light, but now it has become gray, with a light black layer on it, which looks dirty, like It looks like it hasn't been washed in years.

Maybe it's because he hasn't cleaned it for a long time?

I heard that toothpaste can clean silver.

He immediately squeezed out more than half of the toothpaste and rubbed the silver medal vigorously.

He can't lose the silver medal if he loses nothing, absolutely not!

The silver medal is a powerful guarantee for him to be omnipotent in this world and a guarantee for his future life, and he cannot lose it.

Repeatedly rubbing and washing several times, Bai Yueguang became less confident the more she washed, and the more flustered she felt.

No, the plot master will not abandon him.

Qi Youlin was kept locked outside the door. After waiting for a long time, Bai Yueguang came out of the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Ali, what's wrong with you? Did you eat your stomach?"

His voice brought Bai Yueguang back to his rationality. He washed his face with facial cleanser and patted it on with toner before regaining his confidence.

That's right, neither Qi Youlin nor Yuan Gengzhe escaped from his control, the master of the plot must still be there, it might just be asleep.

That's it, he must not guess wrong.