[Korean entertainment] beige

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In Dacheng's impression, Xinmi didn't get sick many times. Although she looked very thin, except for a few times of fever and illness, Xinmi could be said to have a strong resistance.

Such a weak and haggard state, the doctor who just came to see me also said that such a situation, compared with the physical, is caused by an excessive psychological burden.

"Is there too much pressure?" Dacheng stretched out his hand and touched Xinmi's forehead, he was as skilled as the intimacy he had done naturally because of his love, and repeated this sentence repeatedly in his mouth.

If it's too hard, just give up.

After sitting for a long time, Dacheng gently smoothed Xinmi's slightly frowned brows while sleeping with his fingers, then withdrew his hand, there was no smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a faint light in his eyes, as if he had made a decision on something.

I can't watch you go on like this.

Give up, brother will help you.

This time, I won't watch helplessly again.

After Xinmi regained consciousness, he opened his eyes and looked at the cold white walls belonging to the ward.The faint smell of disinfectant made his stomach churn, he sat up slowly, his thoughts began to return, did he pass out and was sent to the hospital by Brother Qu Heng?

Thinking of something, Xinmi took the mobile phone beside the bed, looked at the time, and said that he had to go to the company because of the new album, and it was already so late.

I dare not think of that name, even with a simple "that person".

I'm really mean and cowardly.

A sarcastic smile could not help but rise from the corner of his mouth.

He can't afford to gamble.

He may be able to gamble with his current career, the strange eyes of outsiders, and the various opinions of the public.

But he couldn't afford to gamble the price of letting his relatives know.

He can't afford to gamble.

Can't afford to gamble at all.

Leaning on the pillow, Simmi raised his head and looked at the ceiling. To be honest, what is between him and Quan Zhilong?

The feelings that are not tolerated by the world are as fragile as a piece of thin paper. In fact, no one else needs to pierce them.

But you can't let it go, even if the feeling is not intense enough, it is like a silkworm cocoon that wraps you tightly, and you only know how long it is and how difficult it is to get rid of when you extract it little by little.

That is the fetter accumulated over the years.

It cannot be cut off easily.

Thinking of this, my head started to hurt again.

When Jiang Dacheng came in with the food box, what he saw was Xinmi's wrinkled face.

"What do you think?"

"Brother?" Xin Mi recovered and looked at Jiang Dacheng in surprise.

Jiang Dacheng came over and sat down, opened the food box, and the aroma rushed into people's nostrils with the steaming heat. He smiled and said, "I'll ask Oma to make it specially for me when I go back. Eat it quickly. Are you hungry after sleeping all day?"

Xin Mi took it, and Jiang Dacheng also gave him the spoon. Seeing Xin Mi smiled at him, he said "Thank you brother" in a hoarse voice. A bottle of water will thank the child softly in a low voice.

It's just that the facial features have become deep and mature, and the voice has become a little deeper. Only those dark gray eyes, although a little dim, can still clearly reflect his own appearance, and can still look at him with warmth.

So soft, so warm, so present.

my brother.

Seeing that Xinmi regained some strength after drinking the porridge, Dacheng smiled and squinted his eyes as usual, and finally asked, "Did you break up with Brother Zhilong?"

Xin Mi was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Jiang Dacheng.

Jiang Dacheng took back the food box he was still holding, and continued in the same tone, "Because the president knows, right?"

"He warned you about a lot of things, didn't he?"

Jiang Dacheng pursed his lips as if he couldn't see Xinmi's astonishment, "Brother Zhilong doesn't know all of this, does he?"

Xin Mi had never seen him like this, but who knew another person completely?What's more, everyone will grow up, and as an idol who is friendly with many seniors, Jiang Dacheng has never been as harmless and ignorant of world affairs as he appears on the surface. explain.Don't open up to people easily, and make a clear distinction between artists and real life.

In fact, who can stand firm in the entertainment industry, who is so simple?It would be nice not to be eaten alive.Even Xin Mi didn't achieve such achievements just because of his bright eyes and singing voice. If he wasn't tolerant enough, if he wasn't humble enough, if he wasn't mature enough, he would also be punished miserably.

So Xin Mi was only surprised for a while, and then returned to his original expression. He could see that Jiang Dacheng had no malicious intentions. Such a handsome brother.

He laughed frankly, without covering it up: "Brother already knows."

"Then give up."

Jiang Dacheng stared closely at his eyes, and said word by word, "Since this is the case, let's just draw a clear line."

Xin Mi tilted his head in confusion, and said for a while, "Draw a clear line?"

He seemed a little dazed, his eyes wandered around the whole room, and finally fell back on Dacheng, and suddenly he bent his eyes, "Brother, where is the boundary between us? How can we draw it clearly?"

He still wants to work hard, at least at this stage he still feels that if he works hard and waits for the right time, maybe everything is not impossible.Even if this kind of opportunity even he doesn't know when he will have it.

He has always been the person who divides things clearly, what is what is, this time, he is so procrastinating, no, it should be said, he has always been like this when it comes to feelings?

"Don't worry bro." Xinmi leaned on the pillow as if tired, eyes half-closed, "I won't do things that embarrass others, at least not now."

"No matter the reason, since I said I broke up and made this decision, even if I still have a little illusion about this relationship, I will not cross the line again."

His voice was getting softer, as if he didn't have the energy to continue on this topic.

It's like being used to the image of a good boy in the eyes of others, habitually wanting to make promises, wanting to continue to maintain, but feel powerless.

Jiang Dacheng was silent for a while, and when he wanted to speak, he found that Xin Mi had fallen asleep again, it seemed that he was really tired during this period, so he took the time to rest now.

Sighing, Jiang Dacheng stood up. He got Xin Mi's exact reply, and he felt much more at ease.

In this way, Mi won't blame him if he deliberately isolates the contact between the two of them in the future.

That's it.

At least, no worse.

When he received Jiang Dacheng's call, Quan Zhilong had already finished his day's work and was smoking his third cigarette while standing outside the recording room.

He told himself that he wasn't waiting for anyone, but after hearing that Jiang Dacheng finished talking and hung up the phone, his feet seemed to finally walk out uncontrollably.

He has been like this since that day, even Cui Shengxian and the others thought that he would be depressed and do all kinds of things that he might do when he is broken in love, but he didn't do any of them, he didn't drink too much, he didn't write songs, he didn't have anything.

He seemed to have left all those emotions on the Han River that day, leaving only the most normal Quan Zhilong.

But he has not been idle these days, and of course he is not doing useless things.

Find out why Simmi said they broke up.Yes, he didn't believe the reason Xin Mi said, if he really believed it, he would be really stupid enough to jump off the Han River.

He turned around and left that day because he didn't know what he would do.I don't know what I will do to Simmi who is lying.

Even if he knew that he had a reason, but he made this decision without authorization, which gave Quan Zhilong the urge to cut off that slender throat.

After knowing the reason, Quan Zhilong's heart was filled with infinite malice towards Xin Mi and the president.

It's more about yourself.

Facing himself who was powerless to stop all of this.

But he couldn't accept the behavior of running away and leaving him like this.

So he punished himself and also punished Simmi.Indifference to him, alienation as he wished.

As he said, once you hold his hand, you can't quit, no more.He hurts, he hurts too.None of them will be spared.

He is such a despicable person.

With a cold face, Quan Zhilong stood in the elevator and watched the elevator go down to the first floor, until he reached the first floor, the elevator door opened, he saw the person who should not be here at this time, his pupils constricted, and then , A wave of dark tide filled those light-colored pupils in an instant.

The red baseball cap, some messy clothes, seemed to be put on in a hurry, and a corner of the shirt collar that was not fully pulled out was exposed inside. Standing at the elevator door waiting for the person who was still panting to hear the sound of the elevator opening, slightly Looking up, the moment he saw Quan Zhilong, he opened his mouth slightly to freeze all his movements, even his breathing stopped for a few seconds.

Quan Zhilong looked at him fixedly.

He looked back the same way.

After a while, Quan Zhilong showed a smile, polite and polite, like a little gentleman, just like he did to those people in the circle who were not familiar with but had to deal with.

"Why did you come to the company?" The smile was so appropriate, but there was only indifference in his eyes, not even a little softness.

Simmi just watched him showing such a strange look to herself.

The desperate mood and behavior that I ran and wanted to come were like a funny joke.

He didn't really fall asleep, so he could still hear Brother Dacheng's rambling words clearly.Said to just give up like this, said that he should have stopped when he had dreamed of a bad relationship between himself and Brother Zhilong, and he could hear those words clearly.But after Brother Da Cheng left, he came here.

Even I don't know what I want to know and I am so eager.

In fact, I understood it from what Brother Qu Heng said, but now I really understand it completely.

Can't know better.

What you have to tell me.

Quan Zhilong stepped out of the elevator, walked past Simmi, and said, "This is what you want."

It starts with you making this decision.

After saying this, Quan Zhilong continued to walk out without stopping, but every step was like stepping on the heart, dripping with blood, stepping on Xin Mi's heart, stepping on his own heart.

Even if he didn't have to look back, he knew that the child behind him, the child he held in his heart, was stabbed to pieces by his words, crying silently, stubborn and fragile.

Like icy liquid slid from the corner of his eye.