If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

"You acted really well." At the end of the movie, Song Yinxing praised him like this.

"Oh? Is it better than King Sheng?" Xia Weiming asked.

Song Yinxing was stunned, not knowing how to evaluate it for a while.Sheng Rui has been acting in the entertainment industry for nearly ten years, and he is very sophisticated. If it was before, Song Yinxing would definitely think that Sheng Rui acted better.But perhaps because Kong He's conflicts and struggles were too similar to Xia Weiming's own situation, Song Yinxing couldn't tell the difference for a while.

However, since Xia Weiming asked this question, he naturally wanted to praise him.

So Song Yinxing said to him with a smile: "well, better than him."

Xia Weiming didn't make any response after listening, but just stood up and left indifferently.

Song Yinxing was used to his attitude, so he didn't say anything.It's just that when he walked out of the auditorium, he saw Xia Weiming raised his hand and threw the movie ticket into the trash can.

There were not many people at this time, after Xia Weiming finished throwing the tickets, he stood where he was, took out a mask from his pocket and put it on to cover the vertical and horizontal scars on his face.

After he put on the peaked cap, only a pair of eyes remained on his entire face.

Song Yinxing went out with him, Xia Weiming was always a few steps away from him, looking erratic and far away.

Taking the elevator down to the basement floor, Xia Weiming also became exhausted and fell asleep in the car, regardless of how Song Yinxing felt.

Song Yinxing flipped the rearview mirror in the car so that he could spy on him better.

As if feeling something in his heart, Xia Weiming turned around, leaving only his back view.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Song Yinxing's heart, but he didn't say anything.

Xia Weiming recuperated on the road, but he was quite refreshed when he returned to the villa.After Song Yinxing drove the car back to the garage, he found that he was already lying down in the living room when he went back.

Xia Weiming seemed to know how to make himself more comfortable, with a cigarette in his hand, although he was sitting on the sofa, his feet were on the tea table.

His languid appearance looked even a little bewitching, and it also carried some arrogance that made people have to surrender.

He had already taken off his peaked cap and mask, and he just lay there carelessly, not caring at all about his scarred face being seen by others.

Song Yinxing walked over slowly, raised one leg and bent his knees on the sofa, leaned over and reached out to touch his face.

Xia Weiming didn't avoid it, but slowly turned his face and looked at him with emotionless eyes.

Song Yinxing's movements were very gentle. He touched those marks with his fingertips, and stroked them gently and lovingly.

"Does it hurt?" Song Yinxing asked.

Xia Weiming twitched the corners of his mouth, because he couldn't control his muscles well, this expression was even a little funny.

Song Yinxing could see that he was mocking him, so he said again: "I have time recently, I will take you out for treatment."

Xia Weiming snorted, and then said to him: "I don't want to go now."

"Why?" Song Yinxing was a little puzzled.

"No reason." Xia Weiming leaned his head to the side, tilting his head to look at him.

His eyes were empty and indifferent, and after saying that, he started smoking again.

"Stop smoking, it's bad for your lungs." He reached out to grab the cigarette in his hand.

Xia Weiming turned his wrist, and the smoke directly hit the back of Song Yinxing's hand.Song Yinxing was in pain, and subconsciously prepared to withdraw his hand.

But Xia Weiming didn't let him do what he wanted. While he was pulling his hand, he grabbed his finger and pressed the cigarette forcefully and cruelly on the back of his hand to extinguish the cigarette.

Song Yinxing held down the violent factor in his heart, quietly waiting for him to vent.

Xia Weiming waited for the smoke to go out, then let go of his hand.While throwing the cigarettes into the trash can next to him, he asked Song Yinxing, "Does it hurt?"

When he said this, his eyes seemed to be on fire, but the fire soon died down.

Song Yinxing touched the small wound on the back of his hand, and felt that it was directly scalded on his heart.

Xia Weiming stood up, stretched like a leopard, and then walked upstairs.

Song Yinxing moved his eyes to look at his back, and felt that he had grown taller.It's just that the bigger change came from his heart, not on the outside.

The wound was still exuding pain, but Song Yinxing didn't seem to feel it at all.

On the surface, they lived in peace, but they got along with each other for a while. During this time, Xia Weiming always treated him in a state of indifference, and would occasionally perform violent acts against him like taking cigarette butts to him. .

He is becoming less and less like the previous Xia Weiming, more and more unfamiliar, and more and more ungraspable.

Another fierce conflict broke out not long after. That day Song Yinxing brought someone to the dinner party, and the male partner was not Xia Weiming.

Even though the person in his heart is Xia Weiming, it's still not easy to take it out, his face...

Song Yinxing lowered his eyes to cover the pain in his eyes, and when he raised his eyes again, he had returned to normal.

He is still leading an artist in his company today, a hot actress.

He didn't tell Xia Weiming his whereabouts, but when he returned home, Xia Weiming taunted him: "President Song, did you have fun today?"

Song Yinxing stopped changing clothes at this point, he raised his head, and looked at Xia Weiming who was standing on the second floor across the long stairs.

"The beauties are on the side, and the cups are intertwined. Mr. Song is very lucky." When others say this, Song Yinxing may feel that the person is jealous, but when he said this in that sarcastic tone, Song Yinxing just feel harsh.

But at the same time, a thought crossed his mind: "Are you following me?"

But soon Song Yinxing overturned his own conclusion. He didn't see Xia Weiming all night, and he didn't look like he just came back from outside, let alone Song Yinxing in the venue It is even less likely that someone Xing knew well would pass him by and report to Xia Weiming.

After eliminating all the reasons one by one, Song Yinxing's face suddenly changed, and he took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Xia Weiming watched him fiddle with it coldly, and watched him find a bug from his cell phone with a livid face, and then walked slowly towards the room.

Song Yinxing took out the lighter and burned the bug. He couldn't see Xia Weiming when he looked up, so he ran upstairs to find him with his long legs.

When he found Xia Weiming, that person was leaning against the head of the bed, slowly peeling an apple with a fruit knife.

In view of Xia Weiming's frequent nervousness, Song Yinxing didn't dare to get too close, for fear that he would get angry and stab himself.

"Why are you crazy? Why do you want to eavesdrop on me?" Song Yinxing's words were full of anger, he never thought that Xia Weiming would play such a trick.On weekdays, he handles dozens of official affairs by phone. If Xia Weiming does this, he will become a commercial espionage if he is not good.

Xia Weiming twisted the apple peel and threw it away, stuffed the apple into his mouth and took a bite.

After he chewed the pulp and swallowed it, he said to Song Yinxing, "I am willing."

Changing Song Yinxing's previous temperament, seeing him like this would definitely not help but make a move.But because of the lessons learned from the liver cutting last time, no matter how angry Song Yinxing was, he could only bear it.

He was angry all by himself, Xia Weiming ate there like a normal person.

After eating, he put away the knife and pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands.

Song Yinxing asked him, "What do you want from me?"

Xia Weiming turned his head to look at him, and said, "Don't worry about it."

"If you're so angry that you stabbed me to death, what's the point of wasting so much?" Song Yinxing was really fed up with his eccentric look, as if he gave him all the sins he had suffered in the previous year Also came back the same.

"Didn't you ask me to come back, President Song? Why, do you regret it?" Xia Weiming raised his head slightly, and the words he uttered seemed poisonous, and he was not polite at all.

Song Yinxing was angry and annoyed, but he had nothing to do with him.

He strode over, grabbed his collar, and kissed him forcefully.

Xia Weiming kept his mouth shut and clenched his teeth, no matter how much he pried it, he would remain indifferent.

Song Yinxing worked hard for a long time and finally got nothing, he retreated dejectedly, but unexpectedly, Xia Weiming grabbed the fruit knife and plunged it into his arm.

The knife was quick and hateful, and after piercing it, he still slashed downwards forcefully. When Song Yinxing pushed him away, a long gash had already been cut there.

Xia Weiming just looked at him with the bloody knife, his gaze was like a poisonous snake, which made people feel chills in the back.

"Does it hurt, President Song? Do you want me to give you a few more knives?" Xia Weiming's shoulders trembled nervously, and he made a gurgling sound from his throat, and said to him, "There are still a dozen knives to pay back." Here you go, don't run away."

Song Yinxing snatched his knife, but Xia Weiming didn't resist too much, and let him take it.

Song Yinxing grabbed the handle of the knife while trying to press the wound on his other arm.He glanced at Xia Weiming, and walked out without saying anything.

After he left, Xia Weiming felt sick suddenly when he saw the blood on his clothes and hands.

Song Yinxing called the family doctor and asked him to come and treat his wound.Fortunately, there were a few servants downstairs who rushed to help when they saw him like this.

But the instigator, Xia Weiming, had already vomited in the bathroom.

Xia Weiming's behavior made Song Yinxing very angry, he kept him cold for a few days, and stayed in the urban area without going to see him.

After a few days, Song Yinxing's anger dissipated, so he sneaked over again to see if this heartless wolf cub cared about him a little bit.

It was morning when he went, and when he heard the servant say that Xia Weiming hadn't come down, he went upstairs to look again.I searched back and forth several times in the upstairs bedroom and study room, but couldn't find anyone. Only then did Song Yinxing lift his foot to the balcony.

As expected, Xia Weiming was there, nestled in the corner of the wall, wrapped in a thin quilt, if he described it a bit more embarrassed, he would be no different from a tramp outside.

Song Yinxing's hands were not fully healed yet, so he hugged him with one hand, and only when he felt the scalding temperature did he realize that the man had a fever.

Although he knew that he would not give him a good face if he showed his favor, Song Yinxing still picked him up and carried him back to the bedroom.

Xia Weiming seemed to be a little awakened by the bumps, but not fully awake.When Song Yinxing put him on the bed, he could still see his mouth chanting, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Mr. Song had no choice but to show mercy and go downstairs again, boiled hot water for him, soaked medicine, and brought it up for him to drink.

The medicine was still hot, so Song Yinxing had no choice but to put the cup on the cabinet, and went to the closet to find a set of clothes for Xia Weiming to change into.

When getting dressed, he finally heard the two words Xia Weiming said clearly.

One is "Mom" and the other is "Sister"...

Song Yinxing was stunned for a while, unable to say a word for a long time.

When Xia Weiming woke up, he found that Song Yinxing had returned, not only that, but also made him his favorite noodles with fried sauce.

Looking at Song Yinxing who seemed to have changed his gender, Xia Weiming almost thought that he was going to poison himself in the face.

"Your movie is about to participate in the selection, are you confident to win the award?" Song Yinxing looked at Xia Weiming who was buried in eating noodles, and suddenly brought up this issue.

Xia Weiming's original filming was purely because he liked it, maybe there was some element of fulfilling his dream, but he never thought that he would have the chance to win an award because of it.

After many days, Song Yinxing finally saw some emotion in his eyes, it was no longer the cold sarcasm, nor the indifferent indifference.

This touched Song Yinxing's heart. Although he knew that even if he did something, that person might not be grateful, he still wanted to take some action.

Xia Weiming's performance is naturally speechless, and Song Yinxing knows that this is one of his strengths.

A total of seven industry leaders were selected for the selection, including movie kings and directors.

Everyone has a vote in their hands, and the final result is almost decided by them.

These people are relatively fair, and few people can shake their decisions, but it is not impossible.

Song Yinxing spent a long time for this, manpower, material resources and so on.To his relief, Sheng Rui was also one of the seven, and he found out from Sheng Rui's tone that he was interested in the film "Dyeing Ink".

The award date is coming soon, Song Yinxing knows that this award will go to Xia Weiming.It's just that he didn't come, so Song Yinxing had to find someone to take it on his behalf.

When Song Yinxing returned home with the trophy, Xia Weiming didn't show much joy on his face.

Song Yinxing was slightly disappointed.However, Xia Weiming saved face and placed the trophy on the display cabinet attached to the wall in the bedroom.

Although he didn't say he liked it or didn't like it, Song Yinxing quickly got some psychological comfort.

Recently, Xia Weiming smoked more and more fiercely. In fact, he hated this unchanging tobacco smell, hated this way of flirting with Song Yin Xingxu, hated the way he looked at him, and hated the physical contact between the two.

His soul detested his body, detested himself who endured all this.

Seeing that the love value rose to 98 and the regret level 95, Xia Weiming knew it was time to say goodbye.

He is leaving.

Since the last kidnapping incident, Sheng Rui's assistant has changed.The current one, surnamed Jiao, is in his 30s and quite capable.

But when the agent was waiting at the airport for Sheng Rui, who was going to F City to shoot a scene, he waited for a long time but no one came.

When the manager called Song Yinxing, Song Yinxing was also worried because he couldn't find Xia Weiming.

This disappearance was too coincidental, it was exactly the same as when Dou Yangli appeared before.

Although Song Yinxing knew that he shouldn't think too much, he still couldn't help thinking about that time.