If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

Wen Fei winked at Maoqiu, and said, "It's worth thinking about, of course you like me more."

"Really?" Furball asked.

"Of course, you don't even look at who I am." Wen Fei smiled flamboyantly and confidently, "His love value is so high, how could he not love me."

"Then why is he treating you badly?" Maoqiu scratched his head and asked persistently.

"He's stupid." Wen Fei said bitterly, "Sheng Rui is better on the stage than me, so he's struggling."

"But he chose Sheng Rui at that time."

"Then what do you think, if he was given another chance, how would he choose?" Wen Fei raised his eyes and asked Maoqiu.

Maoqiu looked at his host's appearance like a fox turned into a spirit, and he guessed that he was going to make trouble again.

Xia Weiming's new movie was on the agenda, and he spent most of his time in the crew.

The name of the movie is "Dyeing Ink", which dyes black from pure white, and it can never be washed off.

Song Yinxing has been paying attention to him all the time, but he didn't dare to look for him in person.At the same time, he also officially broke up with Sheng Rui.The latter was also magnanimous and said nothing.

It's just that Song Yinxing has been worried about one thing.Back then, Dou Yangli and his group were all killed on the spot except for Dou Yangli, but Dou Yangli's body was never found. Although he knew that his chance of surviving was not high, this kind of thing is not afraid of ten thousand. Just in case.

It was already three months after Xia Weiming finished filming the movie.

Song Yinxing felt it was time to talk to Xia Weiming.

Even though he didn't know what to say, it was better than being in such a non-salty situation.

He thought that Xia Weiming would avoid him, but it didn't. The man seemed to have guessed that he would go, and he wasn't surprised at all when he saw him.

"Yo, Mr. Song." Xia Weiming, with a cigarette in his mouth and wearing a short vest, said to him expressionlessly.

Not seeing each other for a few months, Xia Weiming's whole person seems to have been completely reborn. If he was like a sheep before, he was rounded and flattened by others, but now he is more like a wolf, dangerous and with a deadly temptation .

Song Yinxing raised his hand, pulled out the cigarette from his mouth, and threw it into the trash can at his feet.

"Come back with me." Song Yinxing said, "I'll take you to treat your face."

"Boss Song finally thinks of treating me now?" Xia Weiming folded his hands, leaning against the door, not saying whether to go or not.

Song Yinxing ignored the sarcasm in his words, but added: "The foreign technology is better, and it should be able to remove some traces."

Regarding his words, Xia Weiming was noncommittal, but just looked at him with a pair of dark and deep eyes, which seemed to have everything in them, but also seemed to have nothing.

After Song Yinxing finished speaking, Xia Weiming finally opened his mouth: "Why, Mr. Song is starting to miss my body, want to do it?"

Song Yinxing was stunned for a while, and some couldn't believe that these words came from him.

He stared at Xia Weiming, now he could no longer treat him as a child, the current Xia Weiming was beyond his comprehension.

"That's right. Didn't President Song say that my only value is my face? If I don't restore it a little bit, I'm afraid I'll be soft at a glance." Xia Weiming squinted at him, and there was something in that look A little bit of cynicism.

Song Yinxing remembered that he had indeed said such a thing, but at that time he said it indiscriminately, how could he know that this soft knife would stab him back.

"Or is it that Best Film Emperor Sheng can't have fun without me?" Xia Weiming said again slowly.

"You are different from him." Song Yinxing said.

"Oh? That's right. There is indeed a big gap between a popular half-sky and a disfigured half-retired artist. Mr. Song probably doesn't want to compare us together." Xia Weiming said these things calmly There is even a hint of humor in the emphasis.

Song Yinxing let these gunshots hit him, he accepted it silently, and when Xia Weiming stopped, he said suddenly: "Xia Weiming, I love you."

like?If it wasn't for him not being able to make too many expressions now, Xia Weiming was really afraid that he would not be able to help but laugh.

Song Yinxing should not say this word in front of him whenever he wants to save face.What qualifications does he have to say love?

"What? Mr. Song needs a shield, do you need me to pave the way for Sheng Yingdi?" Xia Weiming put his hand in his pocket, took out another cigarette, took out a lighter and lit it.

His current behavior is completely different from before, not to mention smoking, he even hated the smell before.

Xia Weiming pretended not to see Song Yinxing's ugly face, took a breath, and then sprayed it on Song Yinxing's face.

Song Yinxing was so choked by him that he couldn't help taking a step back.

Xia Weiming held the cigarette with his index finger and middle finger and smoked it out, and said a word to Song Yinxing indifferently: "Get lost."

Song Yinxing snatched his cigarette directly, strode forward, put him between himself and the wall, and kissed him forcefully.This is a kiss full of tobacco smell, not sweet, even with a touch of bitterness, but Song Yinxing greedily absorbs that man's breath like drinking poison to quench his thirst.

Such a passionate and intense kiss, as if he really cared about himself.Xia Weiming sneered in his heart and let him invade.

This kiss was not blocked in any way, Xia Weiming acted like an outsider throughout the whole process, without any emotional fluctuations.

Song Yinxing seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water, and the whole person gradually calmed down.

But his mind is calm, but other parts of his body are still full of enthusiasm.

Xia Weiming glanced at him, and let out an inexplicable laugh.He raised his hand, untied his belt, and took off his pants in front of Song Yinxing.

His movements are so frank, as if this body has no meaning to him.

Song Yinxing knew that he was torturing himself, and he was taking revenge.Xia Weiming used his unemotional expression to laugh at his loss of control.

The positions between them seemed to be reversed, as much as he didn't care about Xia Weiming before, Xia Weiming didn't care about him now.

But Song Yinxing knew that he owed him something, and he wanted Xia Weiming to return to his previous appearance, so only if he endured all Xia Weiming's revenge on him, could he give himself a good face.

Xia Weiming's body is very beautiful, but Song Yinxing just stubbed out the cigarette silently and threw it away, then squatted down and pulled up his pants.

Xia Weiming watched his movements, as if watching a joke.

"What? Boss Song is tired of playing?" Xia Weiming said, "If you don't want to do it, then what else do you want me to do?"

The two of them are so close that their chests can almost touch each other, but Song Yinxing feels that he can't get closer to him.Xia Weiming built a wall around his heart to isolate everything.Obviously these words were harsh and insulting, but Xia Weiming still spit at him as if he didn't feel the harm these words hurt him at all.

"I love you." Song Yinxing still said the same words, as if he couldn't find any topic to continue talking except for this.

"I'll fix you," he said.

"Don't think of yourself as MB, you are Xia Weiming, I love you, not your body, nor your face, I just love you." Song Yinxing looked straight into his eyes and said, " I know that you are Xia Weiming and not Sheng Rui, I know who the person I love now is, and I also know that I have done a lot of things to make you sad, but I want to ask you to give me a chance to make up for it."

Song Yinxing has always been arrogant, this is the first time he said "begging" in front of Xia Weiming, he gave up his pride all the time, just to make Xia Weiming who has given up everything indifferently look back at him again.

Xia Weiming turned his eyes and looked into Song Yinxing's eyes.He tried to find some traces of forgery or deceit in the eyes of the latter, but there was no trace of it, it was frank and full of sincerity.

It's just that this sincerity can't move the current Xia Weiming, he has buried his loving heart on the day Song Yinxing made his choice, and now there is still a heartbeat in his chest, but his heart is full of love. The heart is gone.

He tilted his head. In the past, he always made this action with a bit of playfulness and cuteness, but now he is like a perverted killer, with a chilling indifference and arrogance.

"You taught me how to be a substitute, Mr. Song." Xia Weiming narrowed his eyes and said, "You killed me, and you want to find me back from this person who has become a shadow of Sheng Rui, you What are you trying to figure out?"

Song Yinxing moved his lips, but before he could open his mouth, Xia Weiming had already bullied him and turned against the guest, forcing him to step back.

Xia Weiming's house is really simple, there is no such thing as a living room, and when Song Yinxing bumped into something and fell, he realized that he had fallen onto the bed.

Xia Weiming looked at him condescendingly, against the light, those already deep eyes were as black as ink, like a boundless vortex.

"Either do it or get out." Xia Weiming slightly opened his red lips, and uttered these six words.

Even though Song Yinxing knew that this was just a new trap thrown by him, he still surrendered at his feet.

During the whole process, Xia Weiming remained silent.

It was as if he had suddenly become a cold personality, no matter how hard Song Yinxing worked, he was still unmoved.

His body has turned into a piece of dead wood, but his soul has already floated high above it, with a mocking smile, looking at himself and Song Yinxing with disgust and contempt.

Song Yinxing thought he should be happy, after all he was finally able to get close to him, but his heart was empty.He wanted to draw Xia Weiming closer, but in reality, he could only watch him getting further and further away from him.

He looked at Xia Weiming who didn't laugh, cry, or even say a word about whether it hurt or not, and when he thought of the things he had forced him to change according to Sheng Rui, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He leaned over to kiss him, but the man turned his head away.

He vaguely remembered that when he first came to Xingji, he was full of vigor and fearless.Thinking of him hugging himself and saying that he wants to date him, thinking of him saying that he is a clam, and he wants to take himself home.

He said a lot of things, but Xia Weiming, who used to love him so much, now only treats him like a stranger.

Song Yinxing also knew that Xia Weiming did it to him not because he liked him, but because he just used his body to perfuse him.

The current Xia Weiming doesn't care about his body, doesn't care about having sex with him, he doesn't care about anything.

Song Yinxing would rather have him cry and make a scene, would rather have him pinch his own neck and scold him, would rather have him beat himself up than see him like this.

If he couldn't kiss him, he could only retreat and kiss the scar on his chest.It was the scar left after the operation to remove the liver, stretching across the man's skin, severely destroying the beauty of this body.

But Song Yinxing's movements were gentle and loving. It wasn't until he saw the water stains on Xia Weiming's skin that he realized that he was crying unknowingly.

He rubbed his eyes to look at Xia Weiming, and found that he was not looking at himself at all.

He seemed to be wandering away, and he didn't seem to bother to look at it at all.

"Xia Weiming." Song Yinxing cupped his face with his hands and asked beggingly, "Who am I?"

It took Xia Weiming a long time before he opened his lips and said, "President Song."

"Call me by name."

This time Xia Weiming didn't speak anymore, he turned his head again and looked at the wall.

Song Yinxing finally backed out, and Xia Weiming didn't seem to care whether he did it or not, he just lay there, as if dead.

After such a lot of tossing, Song Yinxing's data increased a bit, the love value became 97, and the regret degree rose to 91.

The next day Xia Weiming packed his things and rolled to Song Yinxing's house in a hurry.

This time Song Yinxing brought him here to his villa in the suburbs.

This house is extremely gorgeous, a three-story duplex villa, decorated in a Nordic style.

Although he is going to take him abroad for treatment, the affairs in Song Yinxing's company cannot be handled in a day or two.

There are housekeepers, servants, and chefs in the villa. Even if Xia Weiming doesn't do anything, he can still be well served.

In order to get rid of the matter at hand as soon as possible, Song Yinxing suddenly became busy.

But after work, he would always run back to accompany Xia Weiming.The latter didn't care about where he was at all, he just looked like a little boy who was taken care of, and when he saw Song Yinxing coming in, he took off his clothes and put on whatever poses he asked.It's just that he doesn't communicate with Song Yinxing, just like a silent wooden man, sometimes Song Yinxing can get ten sentences out of his mouth, that's a big breakthrough.

After going back and forth like this, it was time for "Dyeing Ink" to be released.

Song Yinxing got up early that day, took Xia Weiming to the best movie theater in the city, and watched the movie with him.

The two were sitting next to each other, and Song Yinxing bought coke and popcorn specially. If the gender was ignored, it was like a young couple dating there.

Later until the opening, no one else came.Xia Weiming guessed that Song Yinxing had booked the show.

During the whole process, Xia Weiming was watching the movie seriously, while Song Yinxing was watching him while watching the movie.

Xia Weiming played Kong He very well. The cowardice, retreat, and resistance of this little character were all vividly expressed by Xia Weiming.

In order to make it easier for Xia Weiming to act well in this movie, the screenwriter changed Kong He into a person who suffered from facial nerve disorder since childhood. The script fits so well, and Xia Weiming's performance is also penetrating.

Even though Song Yinxing had never seen Xia Weiming's other works, he was a little amazed by him at this time.