guilty of [entertainment]

The bedroom door was locked the next day.His bedroom was on the second floor, and it was much higher than the average floor. There were bushes under the window. Apparently, Father Chen was not worried that he would jump out of the room.Chen Moye really didn't have the intention of jumping off the building. After waking up, he took a shower, applied medicine to his wounds by himself, and drank some water from the tap.

His bedroom is very simple, and he occasionally had some snacks in high school. After college, he even came back to live in very few times, and he is not popular at all.I don't know if it was the order of Chen's father or just took the key away. Chen Mo was locked for a whole day, and no one came to bring food, and no one knocked on his door. There was not even the sound of footsteps outside the door. However, it seems that he has been forgotten in this room.

This is just the beginning.Chen Mo didn't know that he was locked up for a few days. At the beginning, he could still read the date on his phone, but then his phone ran out of battery, and he couldn't find a single data cable in the room, only the alarm clock on the bedside reminded him. Time, tell him that he was detained for four or five days.At the beginning, I felt very uncomfortable because of hunger. In the next two days, I no longer felt the protest of my stomach. I just felt dizzy and dizzy. When I woke up again in the past, I would occasionally turn on the TV and not watch it, just to listen to the sounds from the outside world.

It was about the fifth night, almost midnight, someone knocked on his door lightly, a little eagerly, and then came Chen Yu's voice: "How are you? Are you still awake?"

Chen Mo was too hungry to get up on the bed, and didn't want to talk much, so he hit the alarm clock on the wall a few times, making a "bang bang" sound.It was quiet outside for a while, and there were footsteps, and then whispers, it seemed that the aunt was talking to Chen Yu.Chen Mo's ears were buzzing, and he was almost falling asleep again. Finally, he heard Chen Yu say, "Persevere, Dad let go. Tomorrow, if you don't let you out tomorrow, I'll smash the door to get you out."

Chen Yu's voice was sincerely concerned and anxious. When he first came out to Father Chen, he was locked up like this for two or three days, and he was haggard when he came out, as if he was afraid that Chen Mo would starve out of something inside. Come anyway.Chen Mo didn't have too many emotions, so he knocked on the alarm clock casually to show that he knew.When he made such a decision, he was mentally prepared to fight to the death. As long as he was still holding his breath, the tug-of-war between him and his father would not be regarded as a loss.

Not long after Chen Yu left, he fell asleep.I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know if it will be dawn when I pull the curtains. I just feel that I can vaguely hear the sound of someone unlocking the lock. For a while, I can't tell whether I am dreaming or reality.He could feel someone walking in, but the footsteps were very light, and he didn't know if he was afraid of waking him up.He struggled between half asleep and half awake for a while, and suddenly felt a soft hand take his arm.

Chen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and in the darkness, he saw a curly-haired young woman smiling at him, holding his arm with one hand, and holding a needle in the other.The cold light emitted by the needle instantly woke him up, but when he wanted to pull out his arm, she held it tightly.

"Don't think about it," the woman's voice was soft and charming, "it's just glucose, I promise." She took out another medicine from the medicine box, smashed it, and poured the medicine into herself. inside the mouth.

Chen Mo's tense muscles slowly relaxed, allowing the needle to pierce his blood vessel, his voice was so hoarse that it was hard to distinguish: "Turn on the light."

The woman turned on the light obediently, Chen Mo covered his eyes weakly with the back of his hand for a while, looked past the woman to look at the door, and found that the door was still tightly closed.He moved his eyes to the woman again. Under the light, she was a little more beautiful than before, with light makeup on her face, quiet features, and a well-proportioned figure. If it was a few years ago, she could be called the type that Chen Mo liked.

The woman didn't speak or move, she should just come over and give him two injections of glucose to hang him.Chen Mo sat up and leaned on the pillow, watched her pack the medicine box after the injection, and asked, "When did he let me out?"

The woman smiled at him, but did not answer his question, but took out another small box from the medicine box, opened it, and inside was steaming porridge and two side dishes, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Bring it in, Second Young Master eat it while it's hot, your health is critical."

Chen Mo was surprised, she had already brought the things in front of him.His stomach started to respond immediately, and without thinking about anything else, he took the food she handed over.The taste of the porridge and side dishes is very familiar. It was made by the aunt himself. When the taste buds were stimulated, he felt a warm sense of security. He hardly thought about it, and quickly ate the food delivered. .

There are not many things. I don't know if it is because of the stomach's tolerance, and there is a strong sense of dissatisfaction after eating.Chen Mo sat with his eyes closed for a while, and could feel his cold and stiff limbs start to warm up. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the woman was still sitting beside his bed, her things had been neatly packed, and she just smiled like that looking at him.

Chen Mo frowned: "What?"

While smiling, the woman stretched out her hand, grabbed Chen Mo's hand on the bedside, brought it to her face, and then slid all the way down, guiding it into her collar, almost touching it. Plump boobs.Chen Mo's scalp exploded, and he pushed her back violently, withdrew his hand, rolled up from the bed, and fell to the floor because of dizziness.

At this time, he felt a strange heat surge up from his lower abdomen, the woman had already walked over, knelt down halfway in front of him, stretched out her hands and began to take off her clothes.Chen Mo took a deep breath, the anger and stimulant that knew the truth made his weak body start to overdraw, his temples jumped suddenly, stood up with one hand on the bedside table, and growled: "Get out!"

The woman had already stripped off her upper body, started to untie her skirt, and called him "Second Young Master" softly.Chen Mo felt dizzy again. He pushed the woman away and rushed to the door. The door was locked tightly, and it wouldn't move no matter how shaken it was.The woman hugged him from behind, and her soft body pressed against his back, making him feel the changes in his body clearly.

The nails dug into the palm, and the pain made him awake for a moment.Despair and discouragement surged into his heart at the same time, making the last blood on his face disappear.The woman was still trying to tease him, he punched the door, shook her off and strode to the window, drew the curtains, and pushed the window open.

The woman screamed behind him, and rushed over to grab him. Chen Mo jumped onto the window faster than her, and jumped down without hesitation.

……

Du Yeqing woke up inexplicably from deep sleep. He sat on the bed with the quilt in his arms, his head covered in cold sweat, his heart beating like a drum, and he stretched out his hand to hold his forehead. He took out his phone to check the time.

It's two o'clock in the morning.It happened to be nine o'clock in the morning at Chen Mo's side.

He opened all his communication software, the avatar was still gray as always, and the text box was empty.He even checked his mailbox, and there were only some work-related emails in it.Tried to call Chen Mo, but the phone was still turned off.

It has been almost a week since Du Yeqing arrived in France. Although Chen Yu told him that "it is easier to make a literary film", the fact is completely opposite.His character is the most complex character in the whole script. Every time he appears on the stage, he is full of contradictions and drama. When he meets a director who is filming, he is definitely the peak of Virgo. many hours.The crew is also full of people I don’t know, the language is not bad, interpersonal communication and many cultural differences need to be bothered to do, and there is also an annoying problem of jet lag...

There is almost no time to fish during the day, and if you want to call and text Chen Mo at night, the mainland is often not yet dawn.What makes Du Yeqing most uncomfortable is that Chen Mo seems to be busier than him, and he would reply to his text messages a few days ago, chatting with him about the latest work, and then the text messages became less and less, only saying that he was very busy , I don’t have time, maybe I won’t be able to come until the schedule is confirmed.In the past few days, I simply turned off my mobile phone and couldn't get in touch at all.

After Du Yeqing woke up, he couldn't fall asleep. He sat on the bed boredly for a while, and sent another text message to Chen Mo. He didn't expect him to reply. He sighed, and got under the quilt again, thinking that there would be several more games tomorrow. The scene was about to be filmed, so I closed my eyes and tried to force myself to sleep for a while, until it was almost dawn before I fell asleep in a daze.

This time the dream was much clearer, he felt a warm and familiar embrace approaching him from behind, hugging him gently, soft lips kissed the back of his neck, and slender fingers nimbly burrowed into his pajamas Inside, a hoarse magnetic voice drilled into the eardrum: "Brother Qing..."

Du Yeqing turned around and wanted to kiss that lip, but he couldn't.At this time the alarm clock rang, he opened his eyes and found that his underwear was in a mess, he glanced at the phone and there was still no movement, he gave a wry smile, and got into the bathroom.

Warm water flowed down from the top of his head, and Du Yeqing closed his eyes under the shower, thinking that it was not like Chen Mo's style to be so disconnected, so he could try to contact Chen Yu first.If it really doesn't work, when the time here is a little looser, I still have to go back in person to see what the kid is busy with...