The film king won't get up until I kiss him [Rebirth]

"I didn't do the car accident, believe it or not."

Xin Miao shrugged and didn't care, "You're wrong, it's not up to me to believe it or not, but to him."

Fu Zhan didn't speak for a while, because he didn't know whether Xin Miao was talking about Wu Xingyan or Jiang Mu.

"Jiang Mu and I have been good friends for many years. Because of a man... if he killed him, I would not have reached this point." Fu Zhan said slowly.

Xin Miao glanced at him strangely, "What's the use of telling me? I'm neither Wu Xingyan nor Jiang Mu. Can you repent if you tell me?"

"I don't need to repent," Fu Zhan said calmly, "I don't regret what I've done, but I won't admit what I haven't done."

Xin Miao finally put down the wine glass she kept in her hand, and asked: "Since you said you didn't do it, then give me evidence, or if you weren't the murderer, who is the murderer?"

Fu Zhan frowned. He didn't like the word murderer very much, but he didn't refute a word now. He did know, but he couldn't say it.

"You'd better stay here and be your bartender with peace of mind. With Zhao Xuan covering you, you will be fine, but if you intervene in these matters again, it won't be certain." Fu Zhan said.

Xin Miao clicked her tongue and said sensitively, "What do you mean?"

But Fu Zhan never answered his words, turned and left on his own.

"Crazy." Xin Miao muttered, wanting to send a text message to Wu Xingyan, but after thinking about it for a long time, she still put the phone back in her pocket.

"Little beauty, a glass of cocktail."

Zhao Xuan came over in a timely manner, knocked on the table, sighed and complained: "My dad didn't know why he was crazy, he insisted on me going back to work, which made me come out of the company now, and delayed my date with you .”

Xin Miao put back her wandering thoughts and scolded, "Who is dating you?"

It's better not to tell him about this, what a murderer said, ghost letter?

Xin Miao secretly made a decision.

It was already six o'clock in the evening, the sky was dark very early in late autumn, the street lights had already been turned on, and the streets were full of traffic.

"The change is 32 yuan, please keep it."

Fang Ningjie thanked him, and slowly stuffed the change into his pocket.

Twenty minutes ago, he pushed Wu Xingyan away with shaking hands, and ran out of the dormitory; twenty minutes later, he was wandering the street with a beer in hand.

Wu Xingyan's last words were still pounding in his mind, smashing his rare rationality to pieces.

"You, Jiang Mu and Fang Ningjie, were originally alone."

"Ah!" Fang Ningjie yelled angrily, knelt down and held his head, "When did he find out!"

Passers-by looked at him strangely, and then passed him coldly.

"Where is the secret?" Fang Ningjie exhaled forcefully, and subconsciously began to pull his hair, "Obviously I have never shown that I am... wait, or is he cheating on me?"

The phone suddenly buzzed and vibrated in his pocket, he took it out, and saw the caller ID, it was indeed Wu Xingyan's.

It's useless to dodge now, anyway, the window paper has been pierced.

Fang Ningjie let out a breath, and then pressed the answer button like a strong man breaking his wrist.

The two were silent for a long time.

"Hello?" The phone was so quiet that he thought he had hung up, and Fang Ningjie took the phone off his ear to see, good guy, it's still on the phone.

"Where are you?" Wu Xingyan's gentle voice slowly came from the phone, "Come back quickly, it's cold outside."

Well, it's quite cold.

"Ah-cut!" Fang Ningjie sneezed in a timely manner, and quickly took out a tissue to wipe the snot that was about to fall.

"Have a cold?"

Fang Ningjie said vaguely: "Well, I don't know, hu----"

The sound of blowing one's nose was clear.

"..." Wu Xingyan was quite helpless, "Come back, we'll talk about it when we come back, don't freeze."

Fang Ningjie squatted down and responded, his legs felt numb when he moved, and couldn't help taking a breath, "Hiss——"

"What's wrong?" Wu Xingyan asked with concern.

"Legs are numb." Fang Ningjie complained while gasping, "I haven't squatted for a long time, why is it so numb."

"Maybe it's too cold, and you don't wear too much, where are you?" Wu Xingyan said hurriedly, clapping on his slippers to get his coat.

"I... I'm in the small supermarket downstairs of the dormitory."

Wu Xingyan was silent for several seconds before he said with difficulty: "I thought you were going somewhere... Wait, I'll go down right away."

Is this a mockery?

Fang Ningjie felt angry and awkward.

It's so cold, isn't it me that I'm so cold after running far away?

He tried to stand up, but his calf twitched, and the pain was so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat, so he could only fall back and sit on the ground.

There were many pedestrians on the road, and he didn't care about those who pointed at him. Five minutes later, he saw a tall figure trotting over from a distance.

Fang Ningjie knew, well, someone is coming.

Wu Xingyan only wore a hat, turned up the collar of his coat to cover half of his face, and wore a pair of cotton slippers on his feet.

"Hurry up, hurry up, help me up." Fang Ningjie knew that there were many people here, and it was around the film city, and Wu Xingyan couldn't stay for too long, so he didn't say a word of nonsense, and just urged him to help himself up.

"Slow down, slow down! Cramp, cramp!" Wu Xingyan wanted to drag him up, but Fang Ningjie yelled softly before his butt was off the ground.

"Squeamish." Even so, he held his arm with one hand and his waist with the other, and carefully lifted him up.

"I'm not squeamish." Fang Ningjie retorted angrily.

"Okay, okay," Wu Xingyan asked, "Both feet cramped?"

"I used the wrong quantifier, it should be only," he muttered, only using one foot to land hard, putting most of his weight on Wu Xingyan, "I can walk on only one foot."

Wu Xingyan didn't mind, and let him lean on, and the two quickly walked back to the dormitory.

"It's a good thing there is an elevator." Fang Ningjie's tired forehead was covered with sweat, and he said while panting, "Otherwise, if I'm asked to climb the stairs to the seventh floor, I'd rather sleep downstairs."

"If there is no elevator," Wu Xingyan took over the conversation naturally, "I'll carry you up, what are you afraid of?"

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Fang Ningjie gently pushed him away, hopped on one leg and leaned against the wall while grabbing the railing, "This kind of joke should be avoided."

It wasn't until the elevator stopped on the seventh floor and the elevator door slowly opened that Wu Xingyan said slowly: "I said, I never lie to you."

Fang Ningjie didn't speak.

Wu Xingyan consciously reached out to help him, and walked out of the elevator with the little independent rooster.

"Okay, okay, I'll go back by myself," Fang Ningjie said.

"I want to talk to you." Wu Xingyan hugged him tighter and whispered into his ear.

Fang Ningjie was stunned by the scorching heat for a moment, then he slapped Wu Xingyan's arm violently, "You are crazy! This is outside!"

"Then let's go in and talk."

Wu Xingyan pestered him, tugging and tugging, and Fang Ningjie was abducted by him to that person's room before he had time to say no.

"Click."

Wu Xingyan put a cup of coffee on the table and pushed it in front of him, "Drink it, it's warm."

"I'm not in the mood to drink." Fang Ningjie replied weakly, wrapped in a blanket.

"Then I'll cook instant noodles for you?" Wu Xingyan said, but seeing his sleepy look, he was busy looking for his phone, "How about I ask my assistant to buy some duck necks, skewers or something for you to drink with?"

"And peanuts." Fang Ningjie added in a low voice.

Wu Xingyan was stunned for a moment, and then showed a warm smile, "Got it."

After ordering with the assistant on the phone, and apologizing by the way, Wu Xingyan turned off the phone and sat down beside Fang Ningjie.

"Speak." Fang Ningjie sat curled up, looking like a prawn from a distance, "Hurry up and talk before the food arrives."

"What do you mean? Why do you say it before eating?"

Fang Ningjie scratched his hair, feeling a little irritable, "I'm sure I'm in a bad mood after you've finished speaking, and I'll be fine if I'm not in a good mood."

Wu Xingyan couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" He blushed from being laughed at, and became angry with embarrassment, "I haven't started interrogating you yet! Be serious!"

Wu Xingyan had no choice but to close his mouth, biting his lower lip to suppress a smile.

"Speaking of this," Fang Ningjie looked depressed, "When did I fall off the horse? I think I'm a good disguise!"

"You really want to know?" Wu Xingyan asked.

"Say it!" Fang Ningjie patted him like a cat cursing its paw.

There was a trace of tenderness in Wu Xingyan's eyes, "From the first day we met."

"..." Fang Ningjie was so dumbfounded that he could stuff an egg into his mouth, "wtf?! So early?!"

He thought that although he lost his horse, it was also caused by too frequent contact with Wu Xingyan recently. He never thought that he had lost his horse from the first day.

Wu Xingyan said slowly: "At the beginning, I only knew that Fang Ningjie was weird, and then I tried a few times, but I didn't expect you to show your feet, but at that time I didn't think that you were Jiang Mu, but I just thought that you obviously didn't I know Jiang Mu, but I am so enthusiastic about him. When you were sleeping at my house, I woke up in the middle of the night and saw you sleeping on your back."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Fang Ningjie also knew his sleeping appearance, so he smiled embarrassingly.

"I kindly went to cover you with a quilt. The moonlight was very bright and bright that night. I looked at your face, and the more I looked at it, the more I looked like Jiang Mu. Really, it is obvious that you look different at all," Wu Xingyan himself felt. Strangely, his hands followed suit, "The moonlight illuminates your face very brightly, I thought there was something wrong with my eyes, but I stared at you for a long time, really, it became more and more similar, and finally I almost Think you are alone."

When he was talking, he was very worried that Fang Ningjie would not believe him, so he repeated several truths.

"I fell asleep watching it... When I woke up in the morning, I found that you still looked like this. At that time, I thought I was too sad and dreaming." Wu Xingyan sighed self-deprecatingly, "After that, I will try To get close to you, the closer I get to you, the more I feel that you and Jiang Mu are very similar, not in the face, but in the habit and temperament."

Fang Ningjie was fascinated when he heard it, and couldn't help laughing, "So I still have temperament."

"Actually, I told you a lot of lies," Wu Xingyan said with some embarrassment, "Do you still remember when I said that Jiang Mu is your idol? It's not, you...Fang Ningjie didn't come from a major, he became a monk halfway through , I just entered the circle, I don’t understand anything, and I don’t know you.”

"So..." Fang Ningjie took a breath and only said half a sentence, because he didn't know how to continue.

"Including what I said, you are a witness and lied to you." Wu Xingyan expressed apology in his eyes, "I'm sorry."