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"If what I love deeply, you can't love equally, either you leave or I leave."

This is the first time he has spoken publicly about our relationship, but more than 20 words have conveyed everything.

He knew I was coming, he knew I was wronged, and he stood up.

He didn't ignore me because he was in a cold war with me, and he didn't hesitate to confront the fans who loved him so much in front of me.

Looking at the caller ID on the screen, I burst into tears silently.

His first words were: "I was wrong."

His second sentence was: "Where are you?"

His third sentence was: "I'll pick you up."

He was with me everywhere I saw it and couldn't see it.

He loved me all the time I knew it or didn't know it.

Meeting Xi Zhuo is like meeting an underground party every time, but this time he is extremely blatant.

When he came to pick me up at the airport, he didn't even wear a hat and a mask. He must have come out of the house in a hurry, and he didn't pay attention to dressing and grooming. His usually smooth hair was flamboyant.

Walking around in flip-flops is very funny. I saw him bring someone over through the car window, carrying a bag in his hand, I don’t know what it contains, and it swayed as he walked.

The other two people sitting in the car saw Xi Zhuo for the first time, and they were obviously excited. I opened the car door and stood up, waving to Xi Zhuo.

He accelerated, perhaps because the shoes were not convenient for movement, and he dared not take big steps, so he had to move in small steps.

After I closed the car door, I looked into the car through the open window, and told the two people not to follow me anymore, so they could go back.

Xi Zhuo arrived and took me back along the original route. He didn't say anything and was busy transferring me.

The few security guards around us walked back facing outwards, and they all returned to the van parked behind us until they were escorted into place.

Xiao Gao quickly locked the car door, turned the car around, and then drove on the right road.

The whole process didn't take more than a minute. I sat there and looked sideways at Xi Zhuo, and spoke to him first: "It came very quickly."

Xi Zhuo handed me the bag he was holding, but his face was looking out of the window. I looked at the things inside, and it was a band-aid alcohol tissue or something like that.

I took it and put it aside: "I'm fine, I'm not hurt."

He said calmly, "I saw it."

Just now I was on the phone telling me I’m sorry for being submissive, but why did he change the moment we met? He’s twisted just right, I can’t get angry at all, instead I think he’s childish.

I changed two cars halfway, and finally returned to Xi Zhuo's house successfully.

It's still the same as when I left, it's not an exaggeration at all, the white porcelain water glass he broke is still on the living room floor.

It's been almost a month, and he has to hide from the debris every day, so why can't he clean it up, what if he steps on it and hurts himself, he is still a master who doesn't like to turn on the lights at night.

So the first thing I did when I walked in was to sweep up the debris.

When I bent over to work, he had gone to the changing room to change into his home clothes and came out, standing not far away looking at me.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, I looked at him from the corner of my eye, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly that still figure came towards me quickly, first took away the cleaning tool in my hand, then squatted down halfway, hugged my legs and carried me on my shoulders.

The world was spinning, and I patted him on the back empty-handedly: "What's wrong?"

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Xi Zhuo can always see through my thoughts, and even expose my embarrassment. He is helping me clean up with a tissue, and he is still kneeling on the bed. It's normal to do anything."

I took my arm away and sighed: "All right, all right, you are right."

He smiled: "Is it comfortable?"

I blushed and turned my head away. Silence speaks louder than words.

"Why did you give up shooting?" I asked.

"The reason why I picked it up at the time was because I had a rivalry with Zeng Yuan. If he left and continued, it would be meaningless."

Zeng Yuan is Xi Zhuo's senior brother, a powerful acting school, Xi Zhuo wanted to learn acting skills with him not once or twice, and finally had the opportunity to participate in a play together, but failed to get his wish.

Regardless of whether you are in this circle or not, you must never touch drugs, otherwise there is no turning back.There is a difference between committing a crime and making a mistake.

This is what Xi Zhuo told me later, he was still naked, not covering up, leaning against the head of the bed, his tone was vicissitudes, as if he had seen everything through.

When he twisted his body to search for something in the drawer of the bedside table, I saw the medicine bottle inside and asked, "Do you still take this medicine?"

He picked up the medicine bottle to look at it, and said with a smile: "I don't remember when I forgot to take it, but I'm sure it was after we got together."

I hugged his waist from behind and rubbed my head on his back: "Don't eat it in the future."

Xi Zhuo turned his head and kissed me: "You cured my illness and filled my shortcomings. Do you think I can let go? Can I not be afraid of you leaving?"

He went back to the previous quarrel again, and I hugged him tightly like coaxing a child: "I won't go, and I won't go anywhere if you don't let me go in the future."

Xi Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said, "Yan Yiyun's concert, are you still going?"

I was a little disappointed that he came to use my words so quickly to generalize me, but I still replied: "Listen to your words, don't go."

He patted my head: "Good."

I was smiling smirkingly when I saw what he was handing over, and my smile froze. To my surprise, what he was holding with his slender fingers were two concert tickets for billions of years.

Seeing me in a daze, he hugged me into his arms and stroked my head: "You want to go so much, can I not let you go, I will go with you when the time comes, and use these two tickets."

I sniffed, and there was a wily smell in the air.

Xi Zhuo is more afraid than I am of another incident like throwing a water bottle. In the next few days, as long as I go out, he will ask people to follow him, and even send the most trusted Jia Xiao to my side.

I asked him, what do you do?

The corners of his mouth curled up, his face full of doting: "I don't think they would be willing to attack me personally."

I can't refute this statement, but Xi Zhuo's exposed body part is injured, even if it is insignificant and small, there will be sharp-eyed stars in the sky who will see it and infinitely magnify it.

Xi Zhuo and Mantianxing have always been in a mutual favor mode, because my taste has changed a little bit. Once his blog post supporting me was posted, he lost nearly [-] followers in three days.

The number that has been on the rise for so many years suddenly dropped sharply. I was very panicked, but he was very calm.

"Aren't you afraid that your tens of millions of fans will be gone in ten days and a half month?"

He shook his head: "Filter out those who will lose their fans sooner or later, why are you afraid? I always cherish what is left, not worry about leaving."