Shura Field [Quick Transmigration]

It feels weird.

The boy vaguely wanted to grab it, which seemed like a good thing, and made him feel weird too.

Yan Changjing avoided his body, and Li Wenchao approached the boy cautiously, and then continued to show him various blessings and praises.

"They all like you."

Li Wenchao smiled slightly, he looked carefully at the boy's expression, and continued: "I picked these out. It's just a part, I put a lot over there... If you like it, I'll bring it to you someday. "

The boy's pupils brightened slightly, as if there was a light inside.It was the first time he showed such a look since he came to Yan Changjing's place.

He probably really likes acting.

Yan Changjing looked at his expression thoughtfully, thinking so.

Also really like his fans.

Although the start of all this is not good, it can even be said to be bad.But teenagers are not very repulsive to fans.

Maybe he can continue to contact the film and television industry.

Yan Changjing came up with this idea, and Li Wenchao also had a similar idea. He was looking forward to it, but also apprehensive, and slowly introduced everything to the fans, and then took the white paper.

"...Ayu," Li Wenchao considered slightly, and he said tentatively, "Do you still want to act?"

acting………?

The young man's gaze fell on the self-printed book in his hand.

He originally came into contact with "acting". It was for the generous remuneration later.He wanted to use the salary to pay off the Yan family's belongings.

Separate yourself from the Yan family.

Then - he no longer has to be in touch with the Yan family.

But now...

The word "acting" seemed to add something else to him.

It got thick.

Let the teenager feel strange.

Li Wenchao didn't know what the boy was thinking, he just lowered his eyes and said slowly: "If you still want to continue acting, this time is a very good opportunity."

A well-known director, the final work of an old artist, the script has been honed almost to perfection, the director and screenwriter are all powerful and stable masters.There is no vase among the actors. Apart from some acting schools, most of the roles are newcomers personally found and polished by the director.

There is no doubt about Figaro's ability to train and teach actors. This work has established a solid foundation from the very beginning. As long as there are no mistakes, it will basically be the king of the box office next year.

Figaro is not just a famous director.

He is still emotional.

This is definitely a rare good opportunity for teenagers.But when he touched it for the first time, that happened.

This made Li Wenchao extremely uneasy.

But he didn't hide it either.

"This is Fei Lao's final directorial work."

When Li Wenchao said that, he half knelt down like a loyal knight.

Although he knew that the young man probably didn't know who Fei Lao was, and he hadn't even read the script, so he wouldn't know where the script came from.

I also know that after the young man agrees, even if he finally knows the truth, the possibility of stopping acting will become very low, but Li Wenchao still told the truth: "...Old Fei, the person I took you to meet that day. You should There are still impressions."

The boy was slightly stunned.

His eyes became a little confused, as if he heard something incomprehensible.In the glass of water at the beginning, the amount of things was put in a lot.

Teenager's memory is fuzzy.

But all the bad negative emotions are clearly imprinted.

It was a flood of desperation, panic, and fear.

His face turned pale, but his thoughts were still unclear. His subconscious swept up bad negative emotions, but did not bring the memories.

Yin Ranyu can clearly know everything that happened that day through the system, but Yan Yu cannot.

His body was stiff, his body temperature was cold, the glimmer of light floating in his pupils disappeared, and he was at a loss, but the negative emotions were churning, whistling, and rushing.

It was like a huge wave that could not be resisted, submerging the boy in an instant.

He said, "...no."

He didn't even know what he was talking about, he just subconsciously made an evasive movement, curled up in the corner of the wall, and made a posture of self-protection.

"Be careful of the wound!"

Yan Changjing frowned instantly, Li Wenchao stopped talking when the young man's reaction was not right, he braked in time and threw the script aside.He really wanted to hug the boy tightly, but he didn't dare to touch him. He could only watch Yan Changjing tentatively want to cover the boy with a blanket, and then gave up the idea in the other's terrified eyes.

Yan Changling was standing at the door. He was frowning and listening to the voice from the young man, and kept snorting at Li Wenchao in his heart. After realizing something was wrong, he rushed over and asked in astonishment: "What's the matter?" ………what happened?!"

When he saw the young man curled up in the conversation, his mind was suddenly blown away by the anger. Yan Changling glanced at the faces of the two people beside the bed, found the target in an instant, and questioned angrily : "Brother Li——you did it?!"

Li Wenchao didn't hide the emotion on his face at all. He looked at the young man's face worriedly, and put all his energy on him. After Yan Changling asked the question, he just frowned and said, "Don't say it here... now The situation is my fault."

Yan Changling originally had a thorn in Li Wenchao's heart because of the previous incident, and now the thorn made him feel uncomfortable all over, and said forcefully: "Why can't you say it here?! What did you do to A Yu? Minutes, what's going on with him now?!"

While questioning Li Wenchao angrily, he tried to touch the boy.The opponent's waist and abdomen had many wounds, and it was easy to be squeezed in such a posture. Yan Changling was afraid that he would hurt.

But when he stretched out his hand, the boy's face became even paler.At this time, he is as agile as a rabbit.Almost the moment Yan Changling stretched out his hand, he escaped from his original position. He wanted to sneak past the bed, but Yan Changjing stood upright over there, and the boy froze beside him.

The place where he could run was blocked, so he could only ball himself up, pretending stiffly that he was a mushroom.

Yan Changjing sighed.

The mushroom was wrapped in a thin blanket by him, and then he hugged it into his arms. He frowned, first glanced at the younger brother who was frozen because of the boy's avoidance, then looked at Li Wenchao, and reprimanded him in a cold voice : "Let him be quiet for a while, Wen Chao... You take Ah Ling out and don't let him mess around again."

By the way, let's briefly talk about the situation of the young man.

Li Wenchao pursed his lips, he looked at the boy wrapped in Yan Changjing's arms, and after a few seconds of pause, he looked away.

"Let's go." He turned to look at Yan Changling, the bitter taste permeated from the base of his tongue, making Li Wenchao suspect that he might not know when someone threw a gall in his mouth, and he was gripped by some emotion The heart is tight, and every time the organ beats, it has to bear the heavy depressive emotions like a mountain.

This made Li Wenchao even breathless.

He tried his best to maintain a seemingly useless superficial calm, but fortunately Yan Changling still listened to Yan Changjing's words, he gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and strode out.

Li Wenchao glanced at the boy again before following him.Both he and Yan Changling are likely to irritate the young man at this time, Yan Changjing has never done anything, it is indeed the most suitable for him to stay.

"boom!"

Just as Li Wenchao closed the door, Yan Changling slammed his fist against the wall at hand. He has a violent factor in him. Even if he restrained his temper before returning to China, restraint is only restraint, and will not really change his character. Turn around.

Li Wenchao was used to his behavior, now when he saw him hitting the wall, he just frowned: "Be gentle, Ayu will hear you."

No matter how good the sound insulation is, it can't hold up to smashing your fists directly on the wall.Yan Changling snorted coldly and withdrew his hand. He frowned and looked over, his tone was harsh, but his words were okay.

"...What the hell did you tell him?"

Yan Changling knew a lot of things, but he was not very clear about the details. He still has a hard time thinking about Li Wenchao's actions at the beginning. At that time, the boy's body was considered normal, but now he has become thin and thin like this.

At that time, he actually wanted to pack up the young man and take him away—but Li Wenchao did something wrong to him... Yan Changling didn't know exactly how Xie Su treated the young man, but looking at his body, he could tell that the young man was living a good life not good.

Li Wenchao didn't know Yan Changling's heart knot.He could guess something, but he didn't have that thought at the moment.

"I took him to meet a director before."

Li Wenchao pinched his fingertips, and Yan Changjing asked him to bring Yan Changling out, in fact, he meant to make it clear.Li Wenchao paused, then continued.

"It was the day you touched him."

Yan Changling was stunned for a moment, he suddenly thought of something, his face suddenly became stiff, he opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't say it.

There was only a trace, the flustered emotions that had been suppressed by force, climbed up from the gap like a snake.

When Li Wenchao spoke, he lowered his voice very softly, afraid that the teenagers in the room would hear him.He tried his best to calmly narrate the events of the day, and said: "The medicine that Ah Yu drank that day was very strong. To prevent Ah Yu from remembering it, he took a large amount."

"Ah Jing sent you out at the beginning to protect you, for fear that Xie Su would retaliate against you."

But Xie Su didn't reach out to Yan Changling, instead he joined hands with them to kill the upstart.

The boy didn't tell Xie Su who it was that night.

They also had speculations about this aspect. The young man's body was very weak, and he couldn't bear the strong effects of the medicine, so the side effects of the medicine were more obvious on him, and his memory was fuzzy.

He didn't know who it was that night.

This conjecture seems to have been confirmed now. Not only did the boy forget to ask Yan Changling for help, he even—

Even the previous things are forgotten together.

Yan Changling listened to Li Wenchao's words gloomyly. He closed his eyes and his breathing became more and more rapid. When Li Wenchao finished his last sentence, he couldn't control himself and punched the wall twice again.

He used a lot of force, and the joints were scratched. Yan Changling didn't care about the pain, he just looked at his bleeding hands silently.

... The boy avoided him just now.

He couldn't remember much about that night.

Yan Changling thought so.

His thoughts were still in a mess. When Yan Changling was taking care of the young man, he thought that the other party...wasn't too repulsive about that night. He didn't have any emotions on the surface, but in his heart, there was actually a hint of ecstasy .

It made him secretly happy that he couldn't understand.

But it turns out... things are not what he thought.

After the young man was mentioned by Li Wenchao about that day, although he still didn't seem to remember anything.

But his rejection of himself was real.

The boy was afraid of him.

This thought was like a pinch of flames, burning from Yan Changling's mind with a "pop", burning from his brain to his whole body, making him extremely uncomfortable, and he didn't know how to extinguish it.

"Don't talk about these things with A Yu." Li Wenchao watched him smash the wall calmly, paused, and reminded: "Wipe the wall."

Patterned wallpaper was pasted on the wall. The wallpaper was made of glue, and it was easy to clean up any dirt on it, including the two fist marks that Yan Changling had just put on it.

"………I know."

Yan Changling wiped his hands, then took off his shirt, and wiped off the marks on the wall.

He stood there, panting heavily, and after a while, he made another sound.

"...You guys, what the hell."

He leaned against the wall and slid down slowly.

"What do you want to do to him?"

Yan Changling raised his face, and saw Li Wenchao's tightly clenched and then loosened palms.

He was silent for a while, and then said: "It's just for atonement, let him live a good life."

"Then you shouldn't have taken me away that day." Yan Changling said: "He was sent back by you, right? Don't you like him? How could you send him back?!"

His emotions gradually became agitated, but he still consciously suppressed his voice, afraid of being heard by the people in the room.

Li Wenchao frowned invisibly, he silently glanced at Yan Changling, and said nothing.

Yan Changling said: "Why, you didn't bring him back then?"

... What can I do if I bring it back?

Li Wenchao looked at him silently, thinking.

Bring it back and see if he has been thinking about Xie Su?

He didn't answer, just took a few steps back and went upstairs.

Yan Changling cursed "fuck" in a low voice.

Say good like him.

But he did this to him again.

Li Wenchao is a jerk.

...and so was he.

The two raiders outside broke up unhappy, but the atmosphere inside was pretty good.

In a sense, teenagers are people who "know the current affairs".

The first time he was hurt, he would choose to escape or resist, but when he realized that he could not escape or resist, he would shrink into a ball and endure in silence.

In his previous life, for a long time, he had come here like this.

And now it is.

Yan Changjing wrapped the boy around and made him into a roll, with only one head exposed, then he turned the boy around and let him bury his head in his shoulder socket.

He himself held the young boy's back and patted him lightly, as if coaxing a three-year-old child.

"Don't be afraid."

His voice was very low, and when he spoke, he turned his face slightly, and all the heat rushed into the boy's neck, making it itchy.

Yan Changjing's voice is very nice. When he usually speaks, he talks less and coldly.No matter what he said, he was very calm, just like the cedar in the severe winter in the mountains, cold and heavy. Now, in order to coax the child, he lowered his voice, and his tone became gentle, bringing a deafening tone magnetic.

Yin Ranyu buried her head in his arms, and could smell the faint woody aroma from his body.

"Does it still hurt?"

When Yan Changjing asked, his movements were very regular, he didn't move anything that shouldn't be moved, he just patted the boy on the back lightly.He had also seen the condition of his back before, and it was not injured. Just as in his impression, the spine was slightly protruding, and the lines were very beautiful.

It made people want to reach out and touch it when they saw it, but Yan Changjing held back. He lowered his eyes and waited for the boy's voice to respond.

But just like before, he was still silent, but his originally stiff body gradually softened, like a cat that had been comforted.

"If it hurts, you have to tell me."

Yan Changjing hugged him, his tone was not soft, but it was extraordinarily reassuring.

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