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

Jiang Mu turned his head, touched the door handle with a trembling right hand, pushed the door hard, and ran out.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had turned into a small road and could no longer see the car.When I stopped, I felt my face was numb from the wind, and my lips were trembling.

What are you kissing!

Jiang Mu repeated the three words Wu Xingyan in his mind for n times, then wiped the sweat off his face, and sat down on the steps next to him.

There was a lot of wild wind on this road, and it cleared his mind a lot. Where to live and where to eat were all problems.

Jiang Mu scratched his hair, very distressed.

There is less than 50 yuan in my pocket, and there are no mobile phones or other things that can identify my identity.

You don't want to sleep here, do you?Or squat under the flyover overnight?Then wait for passers-by to pass by and throw a few coins...

Holding the banknotes that had been warmed, he really wanted to call home, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Mom, I died, but I came back to life, only in a different shape."

So you will definitely be sprayed to death by your mother, right?

But no matter what, I still want to make a phone call and listen to the voices of my family, so that I can feel at ease.

The vicinity is already in the suburbs, a large area of ​​villas with beautiful scenery, but unfortunately there are no telephone booths, not to mention that all he has in his hand is banknotes.

How about... Ask the scum for a phone call?But I don't know if they left or not?If you don't go...

He stood up, wrapped his coat tightly, and walked slowly around the corner.

If the car is still there, he will borrow a phone, if the car is not there, he will walk back to the city, and it will not kill him to walk this far (no wonder)...

He built quite a psychological wall before slowly poking his head out and looking in the direction of the car.

The Chevrolet was still there, and the blue color and smooth lines of the body revealed a hint of charm. Wu Xingyan leaned sideways on the trunk of the car with a melancholy expression.

With one palm resting on the hood of the car, he freed the other hand to remove the cigarette from his lips from time to time, and then exhaled a misty cloud of smoke.

Jiang Mu: "..."

He thought, is this a car show?Isn't this the street?Are you afraid of being photographed?

But he is not afraid. Since Wu Xingyan's debut, the public's positive evaluation of him has become an overwhelming trend, and the fans are rare and rational, never recruiting gangsters or tearing them up. Yu Ji is also polite when he sees him. ask for contempt.

Take a look at yourself again, everywhere you go must be bloody, it is really a cruel contrast.

Jiang Mu sighed.

Wu Xingyan seemed to have seen him, pinched out the cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and waved at him.

Jiang Mu: "..."

Wu Xingyan's every move has a gentleman's flavor. If he is more, he will be rigid, and if he is less, he will be artificial. If Wu Xingyan hadn't kissed him forcefully in the car, he really couldn't have any malice towards this person from the bottom of his heart.

But it just happened to be such a coincidence that he was Jiang Mu, and he got in that car.

Jiang Mu sighed, moved slowly, and walked in the direction of Wu Xingyan.

Wu Xingyan was standing next to the trash can, but he would not be affected by it. He was wearing a coat with his pockets in his hands, as if he was waiting for his lover to come forward.

Jiang Mu even had the illusion that when he walked in front of him, Wu Xingyan would stretch out his arms and embrace him.

He shrank his neck, walked to a place about one meter away from Wu Xingyan and stopped, and said in a low voice, "Lend me your phone."

Wu Xingyan paused, took out his mobile phone from his coat, and handed it to Jiang Mu.

He took it, turned around and dialed his home number.

"Sorry, the person you dialed is busy, please call again later." Jiang Mu subconsciously licked his lower lip as a mechanical female voice came from his ear, and continued to dial his home landline.

Wu Xingyan narrowed his eyes.

The phone connected after two rings, and his mother's vigilant voice came over there: "Hello?"

Jiang Mu's eyes were sore, and his throat seemed to be blocked by a piece of phlegm, and he couldn't speak for a while.

He didn't come back to his senses until he called out again: "I'm Jiang Mu...'s friend, aunt."

He almost crushed the phone. No one knew how he felt when he changed his name to aunt after calling him mother for more than 30 years.

So uncomfortable.

"Who are you? What's your name?" His mother still didn't relax her vigilance, probably because she had been harassed too much by reporters these days, leaving sequelae.

"Jiang Mu and I are roommates in the university, that is, xx University. We used to be in Room 307." Jiang Mu paused, remembering the two words Wu Xingyan called him in the car, and added, "You just call him I'm better off."

His mother breathed a sigh of relief, and her voice was a little choked up: "Okay, what can you do here?"

Jiang Mu also felt very sad when he heard his mother was about to cry or not: "I heard that something happened to Jiang Mu, and I was worried about you, so I called to ask."

"We are fine now, Xiao Mu left a lot of money for us to eat and wear, but why did he suddenly..." His mother couldn't help crying on the phone.

Jiang Mu felt even more uncomfortable when he heard that, he had long forgotten about wanting some money, and just wanted to hang up the phone so as not to cry out and make his mother suspect: "Auntie, don't be sad, I have something to do here, just Hang up first."

As he said that, he hung up the phone in a hurry. The communication this time was a complete mistake. The psychological wall he built with great difficulty almost collapsed in the sound of fucking crying. He really wanted to find a place to cry. .

Wu Xingyan put his hands on his shoulders and asked, "I'm really curious about my roommate who is nine years apart..."

Jiang Mu immediately held back his tears, pretending to be calm and at ease.

Fortunately, when he made the phone call, he turned his back to him, and since then he has always turned his back to Wu Xingyan, otherwise it would definitely be over.

"It's just a way to strike up a conversation."

Wu Xingyan: "What is the relationship between you and him...?"

"As you said, he is my idol, isn't it?" Jiang Mu frowned impatiently.

Wu Xingyan's tone sank a bit: "I really can't understand you more and more."

Jiang Mu really wanted to roll his eyes: because he was not alone at all.

Wu Xingyan said: "You begged me to climb into my bed, we both take advantage of each other, don't we?"

When Jiang Mu heard the first half of the sentence, he really wanted to punch him in the face, but the latter part attracted him, and he even ignored Wu Xingyan's overly ambiguous behavior.

Everyone benefits?What's the meaning?

Jiang Mu frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he decided to tell the truth: "Mr. Wu, I'm sorry, I'd better do it myself..."

Damn, he still can't do the business of sending chrysanthemums thousands of miles away.

In the next instant, Jiang Mu felt the temperature around him suddenly drop by two degrees.

"You'd better think carefully about what you want to say." Wu Xingyan's eyes were calm, but those eyes still made Jiang Mu's body tremble.

As he spoke, he grabbed Jiang Mu's wrist and dragged him directly into the nearest villa.

"Let me go! Damn it!" Jiang Mu's eyes were red, and his hair stood on end when he yelled.

Wu Xingyan turned his head and glanced at him coldly.

"You'd better stop saying something," his voice was soft but unignorable, "otherwise I'll be really angry."

This phrase has been used badly.

But if the subject is Wu Xingyan, the effect will be different.

There is an old saying that says that squinting and squinting eyes are all monsters, which shows that when a person with a good temperament gets angry, a tiger will tremble three times.

"You let me go, I'll go by myself."

Jiang Mu was silent for a while, and then said something in a low voice, and it was quite lacklustre.

Wu Xingyan did not let him go, he took out the key with one hand, opened the door, and threw Jiang Mu in.

Jiang Mu staggered and almost fell, but luckily the ground was a relatively soft blanket, so he couldn't hurt himself even if he fell.

"Aren't you afraid of being photographed by Yuji after you flirted with me for so long just now?" Jiang Mu rubbed his butt, stood up and sat on the sofa next to him.

Wu Xingyan did not urge him to change his slippers, but took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack.

"I have my way." He said lightly.

Jiang Mu cut out, rolled his eyes, and said weakly, "What did you bring me here for, just tell me."

"I told you a long time ago that you have been playing sloppy." Wu Xingyan walked across to him and sat down.

Jiang Mu was speechless, and it took a long time before he said, "Would you believe me if I said I don't remember anything?"

Wu Xingyan looked at him indifferently, but he was just looking at him, there was no emotion in those eyes.

Jiang Mu sighed.

"I believe it." He said slowly, as if waiting for an animal to fall into a trap: "I want to avenge Jiang Mu, no matter what price I pay...do you understand?"

Jiang Mu's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked up, he met those brown eyes.