Jing Sui

The following days were still passed in a flat manner, except for a little imperceptible embarrassment when meeting Cheng Yan, generally speaking it was boring.

When it was just getting dark that day, Ling Qin was moving costumes in the studio, with only one light bulb still on, nothing could be seen clearly in the space. Hearing the rustling of colorful plastic bags made him feel a little creepy.

Although he kept reassuring himself that he could go home after finishing his work, the red images on the galloping carriage still broke into his mind abruptly, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how much he shook his head.

After doing futile work for a while, he decided to give up, rolled up the last pile of clothes, hugged them in his arms, and trotted out the door.

"Bah..."

Just as he was about to go out, there was a sudden sound of bench legs dragging on the ground, which was sharp and piercing in the twilight.

Ling Qin suddenly stopped in place, thinking: Didn't everyone else leave?

Who is behind that...

Nightmarish images once again hit him like a flood, Ling Qin only felt his heartbeat quicken and his breathing became heavy.

He ran without hesitation for a second, just like the day he first came here.

The clothes in his arms were thrown in a panic on the van transporting the props, and the driver would drive away at night after eating.

Ling Qin, who didn't even have time to close the back cover of the car, ran towards home again as if fleeing for his life, as if there was a vicious ghost behind him, and he was about to pounce on him in the next second, skinning him, cramping him, and eating him...

Fortunately, nothing happened overnight, but Ling Qin tossed and turned until dawn.

As soon as he arrived at the base the next day, he was scolded by the little leader. The boy with two dark circles under his eyes was a little dizzy before he recovered from the noise—it turned out that the batch of clothes he was responsible for packing up yesterday was missing a set. Moreover, it is the most exquisite Chinese tunic suit, and the jacket alone can be worth three months' wages.

Ling Qin panicked all of a sudden, his eye circles were red and he blinked, looking at a loss like a lost cub.

He turned his head to look at the intersection anxiously, even though he didn't know who would appear in the next second, he just subconsciously wanted to do this, as if it would make him feel more secure.

"Xiao Ling, you were introduced by Aunt Xu, and I don't want to make it too harsh, so that everyone will be unattractive. Just a word today, you will return it if you take it, and I will pretend that nothing happened ..."

"I didn't take it!" Every word in the other party's mouth was extremely ridiculous to Ling Qin. He admitted that he ran away last night without sorting it out, but the number was counted by him early in the morning, and there is no possibility of mistakes, let alone it. He took it with no purpose.

The boy's cheeks flushed from arguing had distinct side lines, and they were cold in the early morning when the chill hadn't dissipated.

He tried his best to tell the whole story of what happened last night—except of course the real reason for his sudden escape.But because of being too excited, the words formed broken beads on the edge of his mouth, scattered and chaotic.

It was a rough idea, but Ling Qin's voice became smaller and smaller, and his heart became more and more serious - the people around him had already shown a look of impatience, obviously they had already decided on their clothes. He stole it.

So what is he still arguing here?Like the poor widow who was "convinced" of infidelity in the old society, everything is wrong, and no amount of explanation will be of any use, it will only arouse the disgust of everyone.

"Everyone went out to eat, but you insisted on staying. I thought it was the newcomer who was diligent, but I didn't expect to recruit someone with dirty hands and feet." At this time, a strange-looking man next to him said unceremoniously, with His flowing middle parted head looks very yin and yang.

As soon as Ling Qin heard these words, his discouragement just dissipated instead. He blushed like a shrimp in a frying pan, but he wanted to refute but didn't know how to speak. After all, he couldn't produce any evidence to prove his innocence. I'm afraid that if you jump into the Yellow River, you won't be able to clean up your empty talk.

"Who do you say has unclean hands and feet?" Just as Ling Qin's heart was about to burn, a cold and extremely familiar voice sounded from behind his ears.

——Cheng Yan!

At that moment, Ling Qin felt as if he finally saw a glimmer of light after trekking through the dark forest for countless days and nights. He took a deep breath and turned his head away, and at a glance, he saw the pair of eyes that were originally extremely sharp, but warm at the moment he looked at them. His eyes were raised, and his heart seemed to be filled with something soft, and he felt settled all of a sudden.

Cheng Yan stood obliquely in front of him, looking straight at the man without the slightest emotion, as if there was a thorn in his eye, which could invisibly give someone a painful blow.

"I said what's the matter with this kid? It's none of your business?!" The man raised his eyebrows and grinned like a local bully. Those who don't know him will probably be bluffed by him.

Cheng Yan's slender peach eyes narrowed slowly, looking like a cheetah with a dangerous aura waiting for an opportunity: "He is a member of my family, do you think it's none of my business?"

"Hmph, it's not that the whole family doesn't enter the house—I think it might be the two of you working together to steal it!" The man stared fiercely, and swiped his index finger back and forth between the two boys like a shrew.

Cheng Yan didn't answer. At first glance, it seemed that there was a ghost in his heart, but Ling Qin noticed his quietly clenched hands—just realized what was going to happen but couldn't stop it, and saw Cheng Yan suddenly widen his eyes. He raised his fist to greet him, but the man didn't react at all and just froze on the spot, his nosebleed immediately spilled all over the floor.

The crowd exploded immediately, there were fights, discussions, and those who stretched their necks to watch the show... everywhere.

The small circle surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside immediately became the focus of the entire base.

The people who filmed it performed a live scene, which is really brilliant.

Later, because Ling Qin still refused to admit that he took the clothes, Cheng Yan had a hostile face as if he was going to beat someone at any time, and the beaten man held his nose and cried for his father and mother. Do the deliberation when you calm down.

Ling Qin was dragged home by the arm by Cheng Yan, who was already full of anger, although he didn't scold her, and before he left, the latter gave the little leader who usually only knew how to make money behind his back, so frightened that person Life and death fought a cold war.

On the way back, Ling Qin quietly withdrew his wrist from Cheng Yan's palm, and then just kicked the stone with his head.

Cheng Yan glanced at the person next to him who walked two steps forward unnaturally, but kept his hand in his coat and didn't say a word.