to dig boyfriend's grave

When Shen Jiming arrived, Lin Jia was discussing with Ye Fan how to take the first step.

"Lin Jia." Ye Fan was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice in the lounge, but Lin Jia had already gotten used to it, and he beckoned to Shen Jiming for him to come over.

"I'll go?" Ye Fan stared at Shen Jiming in surprise, "Young man is very skilled."

Shen Jiming leaned over and glanced at the picture, his brows were unconsciously frowned, his eyes were full of disgust.

"We are discussing to hold a press conference for Lin Jia, but before the press conference, we must find evidence that Lin Jia is not the person in the picture." Ye Fan pointed to the picture on the computer, "The person in the picture is Lin Jia. I recognized it, but I don't think that person has any strong evidence, but this person can definitely open a way to go back. This picture is cut from the video. The first thing to be sure is that we have to find this video."

"Go to this person directly." Shen Jiming said.

"What..." Ye Fan was stunned for a moment and said, "This person may not have a video in his hand."

"It doesn't matter whether he has the video or not, but he must have the brain." Shen Jiming smiled strangely at Ye Fan. "I took it straight out of his head."

Ye Fan was immediately shocked by his smile, and a chill ran up his back in an instant, his hands trembled as if an electric shock had passed, "Brother, we still can't break the law."

"It's not against the law. I want what's in his mind, but I don't want his brain." Shen Jiming explained, "When will I go?"

"Wait until I finish filming the next scene." Lin Jia turned her head to look at him, a little interested in how to get something from a person's brain, "How to get it from his brain? Just put your hand on it and suck it?"

"It's okay, but it's too dirty to suck. I usually cut off his head first, and then shake out some of the brains and brains inside. When you find what you want, then put those things back as they were." Shen Jiming looked serious, "By the way, you have to sew his head up, otherwise it will grow crooked."

Lin Jia was stunned at first, but when Shen Jiming shook his head, he felt something was wrong, and then saw the faint smile on Shen Jiming's face before realizing that he was being tricked, and raised his hand with a smile Slapped him on the back. "You crazy, I'm going to change clothes for filming."

After Lin Jia changed into the costume, he touched it several times without holding back. This suit was the most comfortable costume he had worn so far. The material was very slippery to the touch. He glanced in the mirror, so handsome that he wanted to give it to himself. kneel down.

While watching, a figure suddenly appeared in the mirror of the fitting room, which made Lin Jia jump to the side in fright, and only smiled and cursed when he saw it clearly. "are you crazy."

Shen Jiming looked at the clothes on Lin Jia's body. He always felt that he had seen them somewhere. When he thought about it, his vision suddenly began to dim, and there was a buzzing in his ears. He stretched out his hand involuntarily. He helped Lin Jia who was next to him.

"What... what's wrong with you." Before the smile on Lin Jia's face receded, he was startled by the person leaning on him. "Shen Jiming?"

Shen Jiming couldn't hear Lin Jia's shout, and countless fragments flashed through his mind at that moment, but in these fragments, he was a bystander from beginning to end.

He watched the boy wearing a long gown sitting on the roof, and a man was sitting next to him, and heard the man say to the boy, "Wait for me to come back."

Holding a pot of sprinkles in his hand, the young man tilted his head to look at the man, then raised his head to look at the moon in the sky, "What is your mother, that old witch, doing?"

He was just about to ask who the man was, when the scene suddenly changed, and he saw the man kneeling in the heavy rain with an angry and powerless expression hugging the blood-stained boy.

Looking at that scene, he felt so angry that he was about to explode, as if someone hit his chest with a hammer, the sternum supporting him was shattered, and all internal organs were twisted into slag.

He couldn't even stand up straight, he wanted to hug the boy who closed his eyes.

Walking past, he heard the man holding the boy repeating a sentence.

'I killed you...'

He froze as if he had been struck by lightning, standing where he was, not daring to stretch out his hand again.

"Shen Jiming! Shen Jiming!" Lin Jia hugged Shen Jiming who was lying in his arms, his voice was trembling, his mind was blank and he didn't know what happened. He shook his hands and thought about putting him first. After being dragged out, Shen Jiming and the inflated doll suddenly straightened up in the next second.

"Fuck..." Lin Jia was startled, but she didn't dare to let go of his arm.

"Lin Jia." Shen Jiming called softly.

Before Lin Jia could figure out what was going on, he was suddenly pressed against the wall behind him by Shen Jiming, and his breath swept across his face in the next second, followed by a pair of cold lips. Tightened his mouth.

He just wanted to retreat a little, but suddenly Shen Jiming grabbed the back of his head severely, and the tip of his tongue penetrated into his mouth with lightning speed, sweeping every corner he could touch.

His body was a little weak from the stimulation, Lin Jia forgot to breathe for a moment, and stretched out his hand to grab Shen Jiming's back, touching and pinching.

Shen Jiming had a hand around his waist at some point, and was slowly reaching down. Just as he was about to touch the key point, Lin Jia woke up from the dazed state with a jerk. Reached out and grabbed his hand.

"Damn it, I won't kill you right now." Lin Jia suppressed her voice, "I'm playing ice and fire with me."

Shen Jiming smiled and said nothing, put his arms around his waist and licked his mouth a few more times, but was pushed away by him.

"Are you a dog?" Lin Jia tugged at his clothes. Fortunately, the ancient gown was looser, so he couldn't see any reaction at all. After patting the clothes, he frowned and asked, "What happened to you just now? Why did you suddenly Passed out."

"I'm stunned by your handsomeness." Shen Jiming said with a smile.

When Lin Jia frowned and wanted to ask again, Ye Fan's shout sounded outside. "Lin Jia! Are you going to change clothes or produce clothes! The director is waiting there for you, and you don't want to lose your face!"

"I'll go out first, and I'll talk about it after I'm done filming." Lin Jia suppressed her voice, "Don't make up something for me and I'll make you dizzy because I'm so handsome, I can reincarnate you."

Shen Jiming nodded with a smile, watched him go out, and then slowly leaned against the wall, panting lightly.

He could actually feel that his soul was becoming more and more unstable and difficult to control. The old man had only strengthened it for him not long ago.

But he didn't expect that the speed of soul collapse was getting faster and faster, which was abnormally fast.

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I will go to brew and brew again, maybe I can write a chapter...

Recently, Calvin, I am tired of figuring out the outline.