If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

"Where are we going?" Xia Weiming poked his head in the back seat and asked Song Yinxing who was driving.

Song Yinxing looked at the dark cloudy sky and felt that his mood became dull.

"Go see a director." Song Yinxing said.He wasn't lying. Although Jiang Yiju was lustful and playful, he had actually made a few good films. After all, he was willing to spend money.

"Director? Are you introducing me some new play?" Xia Weiming smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing two iconic smiles.

Song Yinxing tightened his hand on the steering wheel, and replied vaguely: "I'll arrange it for you after I've been there."

"Okay." Xia Weiming happily agreed.Where there is drama, there is money, he likes it.

Song Yinxing sent him downstairs to Jiang Yiju's with a heavy heart, then opened the car door and let him go down.

Xia Weiming looked at the villa in front of him, a little afraid to go in.He turned his head to look at Song Yinxing, waiting for him to come and walk with him.

"You go in first, I'll smoke a cigarette." Song Yinxing said.

Xia Weiming nodded, and walked in with strides.

Song Yinxing finished smoking the cigarette, and only pressed it out when the smoke was almost burning in his hand.

He forgot to take a look at the villa, turned around and left here.

[System prompt: The strategy target Song Yinxing has a love value of +10, a regret degree of +15, a current love value of 55, and a regret degree of 15. 】

After Xia Weiming entered the villa, he didn't see anyone. He walked forward and went up the stairs, and suddenly heard a bang. He looked back and saw that the door had been closed.

A feeling of uneasiness welled up in his heart, and when he turned around again, he saw a man he didn't know walking down the stairs.

Jiang Yiju looked at the young man with a sudden look of uneasiness on his face, and smiled wickedly.

Song Yinxing also left there as if fleeing. On the way back, the rain fell, and it became heavier and heavier. For a while, there was only the noise of the rain in the whole world.

He glanced at the passenger seat, there was a small can of sky blue air freshener on the front of the car, which was brought back by Xia Weiming when he went to S city last time.

There is also a safety talisman hanging on the front of the car, implying safe entry and exit, which he asked for when he went climbing last time.

Song Yinxing stopped the car on the side of the road, took out a cigar from the storage box with shaking hands, and lit it with a lighter.

In the burning smoke, the things in front of his eyes suddenly became blurred, and soon became clear again.

The smell of tobacco that calmed his mind in the past didn't seem to be very effective this time.

Xia Weiming has been with him for more than a year, and it's not like there are people who have been with him for so long in the past, but this one is different from the previous ones.

Song Yinxing doesn't know what's different, he just feels that his chest is like a big stone, squeezing his chest and lungs, making him unable to even breathe steadily.

"Fuck, why does he choose this kind of script for me every time?" Zhan Zhuyan scolded angrily, and the cigar was extinguished instantly when he pinched it with his hand.

In the system, his authority is greater than Wen Fei's, let alone pinching cigarettes, he can pinch the Golden Gate Bridge.

It's like this every time, and it was also like this last time in the world of martial arts.

Letting him send him to someone else with his own hands is no different from cuckolding himself.

"Host calm down, it's over there." A voice came from the system, pulling him back to his sanity.

Wen Fei threw the baseball bat in his hand aside, clapped his hands, and stood up.

"Baby bastard still wants to sleep with me, let's go to get plastic surgery first." Wen Fei spat, packed up, got up and left.

"I'm not OOC, am I?" Wen Fei asked Mao Qiu while walking downstairs.

"It doesn't count, you knocked him out before switching to your own state." Fuqiu responded.

"Okay, let's go, find Xiao Song to get a sense of presence."

Song Yinxing drove the car back to the community. He went upstairs alone. When he entered the door, he looked at the room shrouded in darkness and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

In the past, every time Xia Weiming came back, he would leave a light for him, but now suddenly no one was waiting, as if everything was empty.

He took out his mobile phone, found Sheng Rui's number from the address book, and dialed it.

Sheng Rui was wearing a mask and playing games. He had just finished talking on the phone with his boyfriend when Song Yinxing called.

Seeing the caller ID, Sheng Rui took a moment to answer it.

"Hey, Mr. Song. Is there anything you can do for me so late?" Sheng Rui tapped the keyboard with one hand and asked Song Yinxing.

Hearing his voice, Song Yinxing's mood gradually calmed down.

"It's nothing. What's your plan recently?" Song Yinxing asked.

"I don't have any plans, I'm going to film a spy war drama the day after tomorrow." Anyway, these schedules are open to Song Yinxing, and Sheng Rui didn't hide them.

Song Yinxing listened to the sound of the rain outside and the chatter from the phone, thinking, that's it, anyway, that person is just a stand-in, nothing to care about.

After hanging up the phone, he lay down on the side and fell asleep.

Song Yinxing was woken up by a burst of loud phone calls. When he woke up, he was still a little confused. When he looked at the phone, he realized that his phone was almost blown up by Jiang Yiju.

He sat up straight all of a sudden and called back.

As soon as the phone was connected, he heard Jiang Yiju's scolding voice. Among Jiang Yiju's swear words, he recognized a key point: Xia Weiming ran away.

Song Yinxing couldn't tell whether he was more regretful or more fortunate, but he subconsciously called Xia Weiming.

Called to show off.

Jiang Yiju's villa is quite out of the way. Thinking of this, Song Yinxing couldn't sit still.

He took the car keys and went out, went to the garage and drove the car out.

When the car was going out, the rain outside suddenly poured over and hit the front window with a bang.

Song Yinxing turned on the wipers, and before stepping on the accelerator, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark shadow beside him.

Song Yinxing's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

Amidst the screeching brakes, he could see the person's side face clearly, and even though it was covered by the rain curtain, he still recognized him in a second.

Song Yinxing quickly opened the car door and ran over.

Xia Weiming didn't know how long he had been here, his head was in a daze, after he ran out from there, he managed to find it back by relying on his memory.

He walked all the way, dazzled by the rain, it was still dark when he walked, but now it was past midnight.

He couldn't explain how he felt, when the disgusting man came to touch him, he was like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

But what made him even more unacceptable was that it was Song Yinxing who sent him there.

He was panic-stricken, and even after returning here, he still didn't have the courage to go upstairs.He was afraid that after seeing Song Yinxing, he would send him back again.

When Song Yinxing rushed towards him, Xia Weiming's first reaction was to shrink back.

In the icy heavy rain, that person's arms swept over with that person's unique warmth, enveloping him in it.

Xia Weiming only felt that there was a trace of warmth in the rain that fell on his face, it was his own tears.I endured all the way, and finally flowed down at this time.

Song Yinxing returned the car to its original position by remote control, and carried Xia Weiming back.

Xia Weiming curled up into a small ball and was hugged by him without saying a word.He was covered in water all over his head, face and body, like a drowned chicken.

But Song Yinxing was not in the mood to laugh at him, so he carried him in and wiped his hair with a towel.

In the silence, the ear-piercing ringtone of the phone rang like a reminder.

Song Yinxing took a look and found that it was Jiang Yiju.

He slipped his hand and hung up.

But soon the bell rang again.

Song Yinxing had no choice but to answer it. As soon as he connected, Jiang Yiju's bitter voice pierced into his ears: "Mr. Song, I haven't finished talking just now. Your little thing is really wild. How dare you hit me on the head. I'm waiting for the doctor to come over to check the injury, so you can tell me what to do about it."

Song Yinxing grabbed the phone and glanced at Xia Weiming who was sitting on the ground.

Xia Weiming hasn't said a word since he found him, and hasn't changed his posture since he came in.But when Jiang Yiju's voice came out, Song Yinxing found him flinching.

"I'll send some more to my brother in a few days. I'll educate this kid." After Song Yinxing finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Xia Weiming looked at Song Yinxing, from his angle, he could only see Song Yinxing's legs.Song Yinxing would not send him there, he should be happy, but he couldn't be happy at all, the chill spread from his heart all the way to his fingertips, making his bone marrow hurt from the cold.

Song Yinxing squatted down and continued to wipe the rain off Xia Weiming's body.

When he was unbuttoning his shirt and preparing to change his clothes, Xia Weiming suddenly asked in a hoarse voice: "Am I similar to Sheng Rui?"

As soon as Song Yinxing stopped, he subconsciously said, "Don't think about it."

Xia Weiming's body suddenly trembled, as if he was enduring something unbearable, his eyes were red, and he asked him: "Is it because I resemble him that you sent me there..."

Song Yinxing looked at him looking like he was about to cry, as if something was blocked in his heart, he said: "I don't care what Jiang Yiju told you, now is not the time to talk about it."

Xia Weiming asked: "Then what about you... What do you think? Do you want to give me to others that much? Am I something that can be shared?"

Song Yinxing pursed his lips and did not answer, he took off Xia Weiming's wet clothes almost rudely, and dragged him to the bathroom.

Xia Weiming grabbed him and asked, "Do you like me?"

Song Yinxing pushed him in, turned on the switch, and when the shower was pouring down, he said to Xia Weiming: "We are just a transaction, not a relationship."

After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at Xia Weiming's reaction, he just backed out and closed the bathroom door.

Song Yinxing is a very careless person, he turned on the switch, but didn't adjust the temperature at all.

The water was still cold, like the rain outside.

Xia Weiming reached out to adjust the temperature, but before he could reach the switch, his eyes fell to the ground.

Song Yinxing waited for him outside for a long time, so long that he couldn't bear to help Xia Weiming find a change of clothes.

The sound of water in the bathroom didn't stop, and Song Yinxing realized something was wrong at this moment.

He opened the door and found that Xia Weiming had fallen on the ground, and his personnel was unknown.

He seemed to have slept for a long time, and then seemed to wake up after a while.

When Xia Weiming woke up, he was still on a drip, through the shiny white ceiling, he could barely make out that he was in the hospital.

Tang Chen stood by his side, and he noticed Xia Weiming as soon as he woke up.

"Ancestor, you're finally awake." Tang Chen quickly helped Xia Weiming sit up, pointed to the thermos cup on the cabinet next to him and said, "Your sister-in-law's soup, drink some to nourish your body."

Xia Weiming watched silently as he took out a small bowl to serve himself soup, and suddenly said, "Yin...where's Mr. Song?"

"The boss is going to attend the opening ceremony." Tang Chen told him while stirring the soup in the bowl with a spoon.

"Sheng Rui's new play, is it?" Xia Weiming said.

Tang Chen raised his eyes, hesitant to speak, and after a while he said: "Xiao Xia, don't be angry if you say something, don't have conflicts with the boss, you are just messing around in circles, if you want to continue acting, No matter what, you have to rely on the boss."

Although he didn't answer directly, Xia Weiming understood what he meant.

"I didn't have any conflicts with him." Xia Weiming bit his lower lip and said to him, "Am I quite contemptible?"

Tang Chen rubbed his head and said, "No, don't think about it."

"Brother Tang Chen, I want to act, can you help me choose a better movie?"

Seeing his aggressive attitude, Tang Chen was also a little surprised.

"Okay, I'll go back and help you choose." Tang Chen said.He thought to himself, anyway, Xia Weiming is favored in front of the boss now, if he gets some bright roles, the boss probably won't have any objections.

Xia Weiming nodded, took the soup bowl and lowered his head to drink the soup.

Except for himself, it is estimated that no one knows what kind of psychological activities he has just experienced.

He is not willing to be just a stand-in, he wants to prove his worth.He will be better than Sheng Rui until Song Yinxing sees his shining point.

Song Yinxing has been a little distracted all day long, and from time to time he picks up his phone to see if there are any incoming calls or messages.

Yesterday was too late for the doctor to arrive, so he had no choice but to send Xia Weiming to the hospital.Xia Weiming's phone was damaged by the rain, so he asked Tang Chen to buy a newest phone and take it with him when he went to take care of him.

He had never cared so much about anyone before, but Xia Weiming might be poisonous, and this toxicity made him abnormal.

Without consuming the enthusiasm of those in the crew, Song Yinxing was not released until after dinner.

He first called Tang Chen and asked him about Xia Weiming's movements.

Tang Chen told him that after Xia Weiming woke up, he went back not long after, and the fever had subsided.

Song Yinxing said he got it, then turned around and went to the place where Xia Weiming lived.

When he went in, he found Xia Weiming was waiting for him in the living room, and the first thing he said when he saw him was: "Let's end this relationship."

When Song Yinxing heard the words, he felt an unknown fire in his heart.He didn't expect Xia Weiming to dare to say this to him, he endured it again and again, and almost blurted out the vicious words.

He thought, what are you Xia Weiming, besides sleeping for others, what value do you have.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw the man across from him smiling at him.

Two shallow smile dimples appeared on his cheekbones. Although they were not as sweet as the dimples, they also had a special flavor.

Song Yinxing heard him say: "Go out with me, okay?"

The bad words in Song Yinxing's mouth suddenly disappeared, and his tongue seemed to be petrified suddenly, and he couldn't speak a word.

[System prompt: The strategy target Song Yinxing has a love value of +5, a regret degree of +10, a current love value of 60, and a regret degree of 25. 】