Once they hit each other, they will rely on you!

Wu Xing turned his head and murmured, "I didn't want to do anything."

"What do you mean by replying to Sister Song? Do you know what it means to think about it?! Why did you reply to her behind my back?"

Almost every sentence of Shang Peng was roared out.

Wu Xing had never seen such an angry expression on Shang Peng's face, to be exact, such an angry expression towards him, and he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"Dapengzi..." He opened his mouth for a long while, but he didn't know what to say or what to say.

Shang Peng pursed his lips tightly, seeing that Wu Xing did not speak, then bent down and plugged in the power plug again, turned on the computer again, and entered the mailbox interface.

Just when he was about to type, he found that someone hugged him tightly from behind, including his arm, accompanied by Wu Xing's faintly choked voice.

"Dapengzi, listen to me once, huh? Listen to me, don't answer Sister Song, just say that you have already thought about it... is that okay? Just listen to me once..."

After the last words fell, a tear dripped onto Shang Peng's neck without warning, like hot water that had just boiled, it was so hot that Shang Peng's entire neck was red.

Wu Xing's strength is not strong, and Shang Peng can easily break free with a little force.

But at this moment, why is this simple action so difficult?He didn't even have the strength to raise his arms...

"Cat..."

Shang Peng turned his head slowly, looked at Wu Xing's red eyes, and said with difficulty: "What do you mean?"

"I can't... Da Pengzi, I really can't..."

Like a taut string breaking suddenly, Wu Xing let go of Shang Peng, hugging his head while stepping back and roaring, "Dapeng! Do you know how restless, guilty, and uncomfortable I am here?!"

He pointed to his heart, and the tears suddenly became more violent, "I just think that everything about you, your future, and your family will be ruined because of me. My heart is like being lingering. I can't bear it... You are so kind to me, but I want to let you have nothing, what should I do? What can I do... Da Pengzi, tell me, how can I continue to stay by your side with peace of mind? Ah? Ah ...?"

Speaking of the latter, Wu Xing's emotions had almost collapsed. He had already retreated to the door, his back was tightly pressed against the bedroom door, and he slipped a little bit, and finally fell to the ground with his buttocks paralyzed.

"Wu Xing, have you forgotten what I told you before?!" Shang Peng slowly approached him, his eyes were full of blood red, even the pupils were red.

"I said, no matter what happens, you are the first in my heart, have you forgotten?! Why do you say such a thing, you don't stay by my side, where do you want to go?!"

"I don't know... I don't know... I don't know anything!"

Wu Xing yelled, and then, as if he had lost his soul, he curled up his body, wrapped his hands around his knees, stared at the wall in front of him without focus, and said in pain.

"Dapengzi, if the price of putting me first is to make you lose everything else, how can I obsessively listen to what you once said? I feel uneasy, and I will live in guilt every day. You do you know……"

"So, cat, do you mean to leave me by saying this?"

Shang Peng's voice gradually faded away, but the blue veins on his neck betrayed his mood at the moment.

"I have no idea……"

Wu Xing bit his lip desperately, and said incoherently: "I...I...I don't want to, but what can I do..."

Shang Peng clenched his fists tightly, step by step, as if he was walking in a quagmire, and finally came to Wu Xing.

He squatted down, stretched out his hand and lifted Wu Xing's face buried in his knee.

Tears flowed freely, and his eyes were swollen like walnuts.

Wu Xing was forced to lift his chin to look at him, but the tears were still flowing uncontrollably.

Suddenly, Shang Peng smiled.

He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Wu Xing's eyes with his thumb, and said softly, "Don't cry, you're not as handsome as a little cat..."

"Dapengzi..." Wu Xing was stunned, and looked at Shang Peng in puzzlement.

However, Shang Peng kissed his eyes and cheeks again, and did not step back until all the tears were wiped away. He looked at Wu Xing with the same indulgent smile in his eyes as usual.

"Hey, don't cry. My heart aches when you cry. I'll listen to you. I won't go back to Sister Song."

……

What kind of feeling is this?

After Shang Peng said that, he left and went to the company to discuss with Sister Song about tomorrow's press conference.

And now, it's three o'clock.

In other words, Wu Xing has been in a daze for nearly four hours.

It should be relaxing, right?

If tomorrow's press conference is successfully held, then...Shang Peng will undoubtedly be able to clear his name.

All problems seem to be solved.TV dramas will not be banned, director Zhang's movies will not be replaced, and Shang's mother will not be disappointed with Shang Peng. Everything is perfect.

Apart from……

He is leaving.

Wu Xing came back to his senses, his eyes carefully scanned every place, every piece of furniture, every piece of clothing, even...

Breathing the familiar air hard.

Caught off guard, the way Shang Peng looked at him just now appeared in his head again.

He smiled and agreed to himself, but that smile was like a red-hot iron, mercilessly burned on his body, making him so painful that he couldn't even breathe out.

Listen to me.

From then on, we parted ways.

"Stars! Stars! Open the door!"

Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door. Wu Xing quickly wiped away his tears, got up from the ground, and opened the door. It was Xia Yue.

"Xing Xing," Xia Yue came in, and the words jumped out like a cannonball, "Did you know that Shang Peng went to the company? He actually promised Sister Song, saying that tomorrow he will completely deny his relationship with you. Damn Yes, I really misjudged the person. I thought he was so responsible, but who knows he is also a big bad guy. Xing Xing, don’t worry, I am definitely with you. He dumped you, you still have And me."

Xia Yue's tone was filled with righteous indignation.After learning about Shang Peng from Han Zhong, he was so angry that he rushed over without saying a word, and wanted to comfort Wu Xing.

"No, it's not... Yue Yue, you misunderstood..." Wu Xing quickly explained.

Xia Yue waved his hands, obviously not wanting to hear, "That scumbag, I have seen everything he does, so you don't have to argue for him anymore. Also, before I come, go to his place first, go to him He was punched hard in the face, how about it, do you want to relieve your anger?"

"You actually hit him?" Wu Xing's eyes widened, "How could you hit him?"

"Hey, that's right, why didn't he hide..."

At this time, Xia Yue realized the problem belatedly.With Shang Peng's skill, even ten of them might not be able to touch the hem of his clothes, but he was hit by his own fist, and he didn't even have the posture to hide.

"Okay, I get it now!"

Xia Yue resentfully said, "He has done something wrong, how can he hide it?"

"You didn't hit too hard, did you get red? Is it bleeding? Do you need to go to the hospital? No, I have to go there, I'm worried..."

Wu Xing was about to leave as he said that, but Xia Yue grabbed his arm and said with hatred: "You are sick, aren't you? He doesn't want you for his future, and you are still worried about him! Let's talk , How powerful is my punch, you really don't need to worry!"

"It's fine. But Yue Yue, how can you hit someone casually?" Wu Xing said with some reproach.

"If he doesn't dump you, can I beat him? I can't be angry with you, he deserves to be beaten to death! I think I helped him so many times in the past, it's really... I regret it to death!"

"Yue Yue, you really misunderstood him!" Wu Xing increased his voice, otherwise Xia Yue would not listen.

Xia Yue frowned, "What, why did I misunderstand him, isn't it true that he abandoned you for the sake of his future?!"

"It's true." Wu Xing took a deep breath and said, "But that's my choice, not his."

Xia Yue was a little confused, "Xing Xing, what do you mean by that? What does it mean to be your choice, not his, why can't I understand?"

"It means..." Wu Xing paused, and then said softly: "I made him do this. I don't want to see him lose everything because of me. Including his future, and...his family .”

"What's the matter with Shangpeng's family?"

"Shang Peng's mother already knew about this, and his mother's reaction...was very strong."

"Because of this?"

"Isn't that enough? He has been a stuntman all the way to where he is now, and everyone is proud of him. But now, because of me... all efforts and honors have been wiped out, Yue Yue, Do you understand? I... I can't be so selfish, I really can't..."

Wu Xing lowered his head, and his voice lowered little by little, until it was almost inaudible at last, but Xia Yue could hear it very clearly.

"What about you? What are you going to do?"

Xia Yue looked at Wu Xing distressedly and asked.

He can feel this feeling best, but he can't fully understand it.

Because even when Han Zhong was forced by his family to marry a woman, Han Zhong never gave up on himself.

But this time, Wu Xing had to push the person he loved away with his own hands. What kind of pain would that be? Xia Yue didn't even dare to think deeply...

"I..." Wu Xing took a breath and forced a smile, "Yue Yue, actually, as long as Shang Peng is well, then I will be well too."

It's just that we can't be together again in the future.

We can't watch TV together, we can't eat together, we can't fall asleep together, we can't wake up together.

You can't act like a baby with him unscrupulously, you can't bully him unreasonably, you can't lie in his arms, you just refuse to get up, you can't deliberately tease him and then call him a fool...

Just can't do these anymore.

It should be fine.