dark crossing

Because the public security organs of Jianghu City are vigorously searching for Lu Xinghe.

Under Ankang's suggestion, the traffickers decided to wait until the news passed before transferring Lu Xinghe to another city.

Therefore, Lu Xinghe lived with Ankang for more than ten days in the dirty "Nazi camp for abducted children".

During these days, he often sat side by side with Ankang, and the two chatted while staring at the cobweb-covered roof.

From their favorite food, to the most hated subjects in school.

For this little brother who armed himself with indifference, Lu Xinghe gradually understood a lot.

He knew that Ankang never ate seafood, because he would get rashes all over his body after eating seafood; he knew that he was afraid of heights after his mother fell to his death; nearby.

As Ankang's only listener, Lu Xinghe even knew his purpose of staying in this trafficker's gang. ——The gang of human traffickers tried to help him change his household registration information.In exchange, although Ankang is not directly involved in crimes, he will help traffickers analyze the best way to escape and traffic while taking care of trafficked children.

For children who cannot be sold at the right price, profit-seeking human traffickers will cruelly "harvest and cut".

The term is an industry term.

In layman's terms, they will send healthy children to beg for money after making them disabled.

Children whose legs had been broken or arms had been cut off were rolling on the ground in pain, wailing and screaming endlessly.The other abducted children watched helplessly from the sidelines.They either looked numb, or cried together with the one who was rolling.

Ankang took extra care of Lu Xinghe, not only covering his ears again and again, but leading him to avoid those bloody and terrifying scenes.He was also allowed to live alone with himself in a simple room separated by wooden boards.

Although there is only one half-old mattress in the room, it is much better than sleeping on the floor with a dozen children like beggars.

That night, Lu Xinghe couldn't sleep, so he huddled in the corner and drew a picture on the wall with stones.

Ankang, who seemed to be sleeping soundly just a moment ago, suddenly turned over and reached out to touch his face: "Xinghe, are you crying?"

Lu Xinghe forcefully pushed away the opponent's hand holding his chin, buried his face in his arms and denied in a low voice: "I didn't."

Ankang sighed but didn't force him to admit it, he just got up and turned on the light.

After a while, he handed over a tissue.

Lu Xinghe refused to answer, buried his face in the crumpled little suit, and emphasized again: "I didn't cry."

"Okay, you didn't cry, but wipe your face too, okay?" Ankang coaxed him patiently in a low voice, "Who says you can't wipe your face if you're not crying? Be good, wipe it off."

Lu Xinghe just stretched out his hand to take the tissue, he choked silently for a while, then raised his face, and vigorously wiped his eyes with the tissue that had been crumpled up by himself.

"Why don't you sleep?"

"Can't sleep."

The eyes that have just cried are bright like stars, and the eyelids that have been ravaged by tissues are crimson like morning glow.

Ankang couldn't help but pinch Lu Xinghe's red nose, and glanced at the painting: "Cake? Are you hungry?"

Lu Xinghe bit his lip and remained silent for a moment, then lowered his head and said softly: "Today is my birthday."

Ankang was also silent, and soon he pretended to be cheerful and said: "Then let me give you a gift."

Hearing this, Lu Xinghe raised his eyes to look at him, and saw an unconcealable gentle warmth rising from his usually cold and stern eyebrows, and Lu Xinghe's sad mood of being in trouble eased a lot.

"what gift?"

Ankang saw that although his eyes were red, but no more tears came out, he smiled and said, "Let me set off a fireworks for you."

This is the crudest fireworks Lu Xinghe has ever seen.There are no gorgeous fiery trees and silver flowers, and no deafening bangs.Only the smiling Ankang turned his face to look at him frequently - he clenched his fists and slowly opened his palms facing the incandescent lamp, bright light leaked from the young man's fingers.

Thin palms, slender fingers, unfolded and then held tightly.

This is a scene that often appeared in Lu Xinghe's dreams after that.

It was this man, these hands that rescued him from the abyss.

With a grip of his long and beautiful fingers, he firmly grasped the bright future of the rest of his life.

"Okay, the fireworks are over, you can make a wish!"

"I want to see my mother."

The other party was silent for a few seconds, and then pretended to be relaxed and said, "What's the problem, I'll take you there."

He didn't break his promise, he put on his coat neatly as if he was afraid of regretting himself, dragged Lu Xinghe and sneaked out through the back door.

They ran all the way to a nearby police station.

"Go, the people inside will take you to find your mother." Because of running, Ankang gasped heavily with a nasal sound, but it made Lu Xinghe feel at ease for no reason.

The street lamp at the entrance of the police station is like a duck egg yolk hanging high, and Lu Xinghe is the child who has been greedy for a long time.He looked at the gate of the police station with a look of eagerness, but he still held Ankang's clothes and refused to let go: "What about you?"

Ankang gently but resolutely pulled the corner of his clothes out of his hand, "I can only accompany you here, go quickly."

With red eyes, Lu Xinghe walked back and forth towards the police station door step by step, took three or four steps but turned back, clumsily took off the dark blue flower brooch pinned to his chest, stuffed it into Ankang's and held it tightly. in the palm of your hand.

"This is for you."

The child who was about to leave the abyss stood on tiptoe and planted a soft kiss on Ankang's smooth cheek with his soft lips: "Thank you, brother."

The night was dark, and everything was still around.

This is not a dawn in the traditional sense.But standing in the darkness, the young man who was a witness clearly saw the sun.

At the end of the interview, the host asked Lu Xinghe clichédly: "Suppose this brother who saved you is sitting in front of the TV right now, what would you want to say to him?"

In fact, when he grew up, Lu Xinghe also used the only clues he had to find Ankang who claimed to have lived near Hengshan Road.

In that vicinity, there are not many eligible communities.He searched one by one, and soon found the place where Ankang once lived.

But the neighbors said that Ankang, who lived here more than ten years ago, was a pediatrician in his thirties, who was later sentenced to death for drug trafficking and had already been shot.

The age does not match, and there is a difference between yin and yang.Then it shouldn't be the same person.

Lu Xinghe searched for it for a long time, but finally came to nothing.In addition to disappointment, there was resentment. Why did that elder brother lie to him back then?

Faced with the host's questioning, Lu Xinghe lowered his head and thought for a while, looking at the camera with sincere eyes, "I want to say to him, thank you for giving me a good life. If possible, I hope you can come to me .I would like to meet you again, even if only once."

Lin Youband looked at the young man with a sincere smile on the screen, and couldn't help but smile softly.

Sigmund Freud said: People fall in love with someone who is like them, or who they were, or who they want to be.

And the simple Lu Xinghe was the former Lin Youband, he was similar to Lin Youband, and he was also the kind of dream that Lin Youband hoped to be able to fulfill.

"Mr. Lin, are you watching this video again?"

Lin Youban raised his head and saw Lu Xinghe's executive manager Maggie looking at him with a smile on his face, holding Lu Xinghe's thermos in his hand.He thought to himself, the sloppy Lu Xinghe probably forgot the thermos in the nanny's car again.

Lin YouBi, who is gentle with everyone, smiled at her politely, "Just call me YouBi."

But Maggie knew that although Lin Youband was polite, he didn't like others to overstep.Therefore, no matter how many times the other party emphasized, she still humbly maintained the title of "Mr. Lin".

"You seem to enjoy this interview, I've seen you watch it several times."

The chubby Maggie lady with short hair has always been known for her beauty.

She has brought many mature artists before, and she is an excellent agent who is well-known in the circle.

Although many people feel that with Maggie's qualifications and ability, staying in Xinghe Studio as an executive broker is really inferior.But only Maggie knew that Lin Youband offered her a salary that no agent in the industry could refuse.

And careful Maggie was right.Lin Youban did watch the interview just now many times.

Whenever he feels hopeless, he will revisit this interview to convince himself that he just came as promised and did nothing wrong.

……

In another car, Lu Xinghe, who had finished his make-up and hair, was waiting for the play, reciting his lines fascinatedly.

The hero of this horror film is a ghost who died because of being slandered and slandered.

Lu Xinghe is a talented actor. As a creator, he has a very sensitive side. When interpreting characters, he will always try to figure out the mood of the characters in the play.

"Do you want me to show my ambition by death? 』——This line of despair and grief triggered Lu Xinghe's association with the past.

I still remember that more than ten years ago, when Ankang talked about the death of Mama An, he once said to him: "Death is a way to show one's ambition, but it will also be said to commit suicide in fear of sin. Her sacrifice only proves the filthiness of people's hearts. Xinghe, Fortunately, I have you. Seeing that you are so clean, I feel that the world is not so dirty."

Lu Xinghe looked down at his hands, the fingertips that were holding the script tightly turned white from the force.Lin Yougang helped him trim each nail into a circular arc shape, which is very refreshing and clean.But Lu Xinghe always felt that dirty red blood was coming out from between his fingers.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered last night.

After finishing work last night, Lu Xinghe sat on the sofa in a daze without any sleepiness after taking a shower.And Lin Youbandi, who was silent like a statue of a god beside him, suddenly came over and gently held his chin with his fingers.

The voice was gentle but could not be refused: "Look up."

Lu Xinghe looked at the other party inexplicably, and he saw a strong shock in those bottomless eyes.

He thought: What's wrong?

The other party asked: "Why are you crying? Is it because of me?"

cry?Lu Xinghe, whose heart was dead silent, frowned in surprise.He didn't know that he was crying, let alone that the cruel god would sigh helplessly.

The bony fingers moved away from his chin for warm lips.

The tip of his strong and soft tongue was covered with unconscious tears, and his vague voice was a generous gift from Nightmare, "But I didn't come here to make you cry."

……

The news of the filming of Lu Xinghe's new movie made Pan Xiaozhu, a die-hard CP fan, happy for a long time.

Because, as a big hand with a heart and humanities wrote - "Where there are roads and ruts, there must be footprints of forest bandits.".

Once Lu Xinghe joins the group, Lin Youbandi, who has always been inseparable from him, will have a greater chance of being exposed in the Reuters and interviews of various visiting media.

This means that heartfelt CP fans will usher in a new wave of the latest resource packs!

During the lunch break, Pan Xiaozhu was holding a takeaway box while brushing the latest heart-felt CUT, and the happy smile on his face could not be stopped.

When Chen Cong came out of the office, he saw Pan Xiaozhu chewing rice while looking down at his mobile phone, puffing out his cheeks and showing a gratified smile like an old mother. He couldn't help asking curiously, "What are you looking at? You're smiling so nastyly?"

"You don't understand." Pan Xiaozhu swallowed the piece of chicken he was chewing in his mouth, "I'm racing against time to add some spiritual food while eating."

Chen Cong scratched his hair suspiciously. Before he could continue asking questions, the phone rang, and the words "Song Ci" popped up on the screen.

This is Shen Ting calling him from Song Ci's personal mobile phone.

Chen Cong immediately picked it up, and greeted in a special social tone: "Hey, brother, why do you think of calling me? Are you feeling better?"

"I've been discharged from the hospital." The voice on the other end of the phone sounded sleepy, "Brother Cong, I have a friend who wants to meet you, is it convenient for us to have dinner together tonight?"

Just as Chen Cong opened his mouth, before he could answer, the other party said to himself: "Oh, it's not convenient for you? Then I'll take him to the police station in the afternoon. Anyway, he's talking to you about business."

Facing Shen Ting's hint, Chen Cong immediately responded: "Okay, you can let him come to the office to find me directly."

Shen Ting hung up the phone, and shrugged regretfully towards Chu Huainan who was heating water in his cup, "My friend is busy with the team recently, so I don't have time to have dinner with you. I want you to go directly to the office to find him if you have anything to do."

"Your stomach is uncomfortable, drink some hot water." The capitalist who lifts weights lightly "is not right to people."

Although he took the initiative to ask "Song Ci" to help contact Chen Cong who was in charge of the poisoning case.But in Chu Huainan's eyes, compared with Shen Ting's health, everything else is not very important for the time being.

Such an experience made him feel deeply novel.

Chu Huainan, who came from an aristocratic family with a golden spoon in his mouth, although he behaves politely and politely, is always polite and alienated in his heart. He draws a clear line between himself and others with an unmistakable gentleman's attitude.

Out of a certain commonality of human beings, even though the well-educated sons of heaven do not admit it, they have already divided people into different classes in their hearts.And they themselves occupying the resources at the top of the pyramid are different and extremely expensive existences from others.

In other words, like Chu Huainan, who came from a wealthy family, Qiao Yilan, whose roots are upright and Miaohong, and Lin Youband, who is wealthy and Taobai, it is difficult for people who have a lot of "production means" to fall in love with others. Because they may only have themselves in their hearts.

Those girls who want to cling to and marry into a wealthy family don't understand that although the theory of family status has been abandoned for a long time, there are still very few loves with disparity in class.Because people will not fall in love with ants.

The pillow beauties of these rich and powerful businessmen are as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river.

And those who know that the competition is fierce but are still willing to fight hard may not have thought about it. There are many carp who want to become a dragon since ancient times, but how many carp can really leap to the dragon's gate?

Even if the carp crosses the dragon gate and becomes a dragon, there may not be a place to stand among the real dragons who are born dragons.

But the appearance of Shen Ting gave Chu Huainan, who had never seriously fallen in love with anyone, a very fresh and exciting experience.

Facing Shen Ting, he finally understood that Lin Youband had to do everything about Lu Xinghe himself.

It turns out that it is so mysterious to pay attention to a person's mood.