The hollow is the beginning of the dead season

"Don't say that, let alone say that about yourself."

Xi Lingcheng's eyes turned sour, and the sharpness between his brows disappeared. Gu Jia was right, the brat is indeed a ruthless person.

He can face and uncover his scars, instead of choosing to escape.

Ji Chu took his chin off his shoulders and stopped wrapping his arms around him:

"Thinking about the three years we lived together, you didn't care about me at all. Why, are you afraid that my life will be better after I leave you?"

Ji Chu's rhetoric made Jiu Lingcheng fall into a decision, as if someone was holding a knife and forcing him to ask the following words:

"You want to leave me that much? If I really go my separate ways with you and never see each other again, will you be happy?"

Ji Chu asked him back: "What do you want me to say? Do you want me to be happy?"

Now that the words have come to an end, Yuling Cheng became vigilant, he deeply felt that he was about to fall into a feeling of guilt:

"You talk so much just to get me in."

"At the beginning of the season, it's been seven years, can you not say that I am so unbearable, that I am so narrow in your heart?"

Ji Chu lowered his eyes and said: "I hear you call me by my name, it feels strange, you rarely call me by my name, have I really entered your heart?"

Xi Lingcheng held his hand tightly, and said angrily: "Say such meaningless words! Can I marry you if I don't take you seriously? Even if it's a breakup, you provoked it."

"Even if I don't leave, you have already thought about it. Before you..."

"Before?" Jiuling Cheng's voice was very low, but the strength in his hands made Ji Chu's voice stop here.

The forceful man let go of Ji Chu's hand, grabbed his collar, and stared straight into his eyes with a pair of sharp eyes deeper than this night, frankly and aggressively:

"Do you know what I'm thinking right now? As long as you can tell me what I'm thinking right now, I'll disappear from your eyes immediately.

At the beginning of the season: "...".

"talk!"

Ji Chu turned his face aside.

Xi Lingcheng got up and said: "Ji Chu, you are always stupid and unaware, I found that you are not good at other things, and you are very concerned about how to stay away from me."

Xi Lingcheng's cell phone vibrated for a while, he hung up the phone, and glanced condescendingly at the silent person:

"Tomorrow, I have something urgent to leave here. When you get back, pack your things."

Ji Chu got up from the rock, slapped the sand on his pants, and asked, "Should I still follow you?"

After speaking, he added: "I can edit, your company must be short of post editors."

"Not lacking." The reason given by Cheng Lingcheng is simply sublimating himself:

"Your parents handed you over to me to let you learn more new skills and make your life more secure. The company's operations director will come here tomorrow, so you can learn more from him."

"Interlacing is like a mountain." Ji Chu said: "People's time is limited, I can't understand everything, and you can't know everything. Let you play the game I play, and you may not win me."

Ci Lingcheng said disdainfully: "Believe it or not, I must be better at playing than you."

Facing a confident person, Ji Chu didn't argue with him, and asked him: "What about Ye Xin? Aren't you a guest who assists him? What will he do when you leave?"

Xi Lingcheng had already planned, "Tomorrow I will record for half a day, let Wu Hai take my place in the afternoon, go back, there are mosquitoes."

On the way back, Jiuling Sheng was in a hurry to deal with business, taking big steps, making phone calls while walking.

Ji Chu walked behind him, watching the people who were galloping forward, the distance between him and him was getting farther and farther.

It was only when he reached the door of the hotel that he thought of looking back for someone.

But at this time, the person had already disappeared from his field of vision.

After waiting at the door for a while, Ji Chu came over, holding a bag of freshly baked potato lattices in his hand.

Xiling Sheng asked him: "Can you tell me before you go to buy snacks?"

Ji Chu ate something crunchy: "You walked so fast, have you ever looked back at me?"

Xi Lingcheng replied: "If I walk behind you, you won't even wait."

"Do you want to eat?" Ji Chu handed him the food without arguing with him.

"How could I eat it? Children eat it." After complaining, Chen Lingcheng took his hand.

Ji Chu shook off him, and replied: "It's all here, what a fart!"

He went upstairs first.

Xiling Cheng followed him, reading a bunch of rubbish in his mouth.

Back in the room, Ling Sheng has been working.

Yu Bin called and said that there was a make-up ad for him, and he asked Ji Chu if he could take it, and the income was not much.

After Ji Chu gave him an affirmative answer, he began to think about how to combine makeup and games.

Soon, he found the answer in the small broken station.

At nine o'clock in the evening, he started a live broadcast in the bathroom.

The degree of discussion brought about by the live broadcast last night directly added 15 new users to him, and now his total number of followers is 80.

In addition, the [Darkborn Dawn] game has been played by few people since the beginning, and now there are more and more new registered players, and the number of people watching his live broadcast has also doubled.

The game was broadcast live for two hours, and it was time for him to chat with everyone again. He asked the audience if they had any secret recipes for sore throats.

At the end of the live broadcast, he told the audience that the studio has accepted a makeup advertisement, and if there are friends who are good at special effects makeup, they can send their previous works to his mailbox.

He wants to do a cosplay, the theme of which is the imitation makeup of the wizard of the Darkborn Dawn.

After the live broadcast, he put his notebook in his bag, and seeing him come out of the bathroom, Chen Lingcheng said:

"Can't you live without showing your face in the future?"

"You even take care of this?"

"I'm not in charge, I'm discussing, for your safety."

Ji Chu sneered and said, "Do you know who makes me feel the most insecure in this world?"

Without the other party answering, Ji Chu continued to ask:

"Do you know who is the most secure person in the world?"

Ji Chu patted the computer in his bag and told him directly: "It's my audience. I'm doing what I like. My audience will chat with me and encourage me. They are happier than I am when I receive an advertisement. .”

"What makes you feel insecure the most?" Xiling Cheng looked eager to know the answer.

Ji Chu ignored him and spread paper on the floor, preparing to make the floor.

"You go to bed and I won't touch you."

Seeing him continue to carry the quilt, Yuling Cheng promised:

"I don't know how long I will be busy at work tonight, so I will never touch you."

Ji Chu found that there was only one mattress in the whole big bed, after thinking about it, he still slept on the bed.

At night, Xi Lingcheng was indeed too busy to touch anyone, but at five o'clock in the morning, Ji Chu was woken up by the eighteenth touch of the person next to his pillow.

His powerful fingertips moved back and forth in his clothes.

Ji Chu hadn't had enough sleep yet, feeling his body being touched, he subconsciously moved to the edge of the bed.

The fingers fell off the smooth and tender skin, and Ling Cheng moved with his body sleepily.

It wasn't until Ji Chu was pushed to the ground by him that he opened one eye, with question marks all over his face:

"Why did you fall to the ground? It's cold on the ground, get up quickly."

When Ji Chu got up, he put the quilt on his head.

For a moment, Xiling Cheng felt that he was about to be smothered to death.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, when Xi Lingsheng was recording, Ye Xin walked around his boss anxiously, the child had obviously been educated by Wu Hai.

Xiling Cheng acted like a normal person, with drooping eyelids, his eyes kept moving with Ji Chu.

And Ji Chu has become the messenger between Ye Xin and his boss.

Ye Xin: "Brother, today we don't pretend to be bears, and we don't have any props to cover our faces, so each of us has to put on makeup, and help me persuade the boss."

This time the beginning of the season did not help Ye Xin, "Don't change it, let's not change it, the beauty filter of your variety show has level 6 instead of level 8, it's okay, I will save the cost of materials for your group."

"Isn't it good to have a filter?" Ye Xin asked him.

"It will look a little blurry." Ji Chu picked the leaves off Ye Xin's head, and Wu Hai strode forward, "I'll come, I'll come."

Ji Chu took two steps back and bumped into a man in a vest.

The man in the vest was chatting with the director. When he saw Ji Chu, he was surprised at first, then pulled him aside and asked if he was N Yu.

After getting a positive answer, an invitation was sent to him.

It turned out that the man in the vest is also a director. His program mainly focuses on exploring scary places, and the participating guests are all amateurs.

Recently, just after the first episode of his show was recorded, someone had to leave the show due to injury.

Since I watched the live broadcast at the beginning of the season, I hope he can participate in my own program.

At the beginning of the season, he was very excited. He didn't ask how many episodes he could participate in, nor did he ask about the salary. He really hoped to seize this opportunity to participate in the show.

It's just that he had to think of a way for Xiling Cheng.

After Xiling Sheng recorded the show at noon, Ji Chu specially bought him and the crew members the fire-reducing grass jelly.

The cool jelly jelly is topped with honey, sweet-scented osmanthus and red beans, clearing away heat and quenching thirst. The most important thing is to hope that this conversation can be resolved peacefully.

In the room, Xiling Cheng smelled something strange.

After Ji Chu explained the whole story, he moved the food to his hand, "This is a rare opportunity, I have already agreed to the director over there."

After hearing this, Xi Lingcheng frowned, "Is it okay if you don't go? No one has heard of their show, who knows if it will be available online."

"I won't be able to go until someone hears about it." Ji Chu picked up the jelly jelly, "I'll give you half of the reward, how about it?"

Xi Lingcheng stretched out his hand, skipped over his food, and put his index finger directly into his mouth, "You know what I like to eat."

"Hmm~" Ji Chu put down the fairy jelly, wanting to pull out his fingers uncomfortably.

Rotten Ling Cheng pressed him on the table, his dry fingers wrapped around his soft tongue back and forth.

The body fluid flowed down from the corner of his mouth, and the forced whimpering made Jiuling Cheng even more greedy.

When he wanted to go deeper, Ji Chu bit his finger hard.

It was not until the pain in the flesh was unbearable that the owner of the finger had to come out of his mouth.

Ji Chu, who was caressing his throat, wanted to slap him, but he didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he ran to the bathroom and vomited for a while to rinse his mouth with water.

Ci Lingcheng looked at the water left on his index finger, and dipped it on the tip of his tongue.

His heart trembled with his movements, as if an important territory in his body was disintegrating.

Hearing the sound from the bathroom, he walked in.

Ji Chu supported the sink, his eyes were red, "Are you stupid, will you feel better if I treat you like that?"

"You're going to a bad show, and we won't see each other for a few days." Ci Lingcheng blocked the door, with undisguised desire in his eyes.

The author has something to say: #白玲晓 already has a sense of crisis

#Who is the person who makes him feel the most insecure, who has no idea? -_-||

#Crisis awareness is not strong~