Bai Yueguang doesn't follow the script

Zhou Yang changed back to his extremely hypocritical face, and stood beside Xu Sining, the two condescendingly looked down on the young man who was coughing violently.

The young man bent over, coughing up tears from the end of his pink peach blossom eyes, and there were purple bruises on his neck, and he felt a burning pain.

Seeing the approaching figures of the two in the eyes of tears, it was like two mountains that were about to overwhelm him, which made people feel oppressed and desperate.

"Do you think I have to be you? Let me tell you, there are so many people around me, there is no shortage of you. They are not like you, everyone is obedient and obedient, and they are what I say. Look, this is Do you feel good about being scolded by thousands of people if you don't choose my fate, hahahaha."

The man in the suit and leather shoes looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

The young man beside the man also gloated and smiled mockingly at Yu Huai.

Zhou Yang took Xu Sining's hand and shook it in front of Yu Huai's eyes, and said with his mouth twisted with interest.

"Look, without me, you are nothing. In this circle, I can protect you to this position, and naturally I can pull you down and let others take your place. Now, do you regret it?"

At this moment, Yu Huai only felt a splitting headache.

Regret...he seems to have regretted it.

Thinking of this, the young man murmured, covering his head and breaking down as if he had been stabbed at a painful point.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

The youth seems to be a loser, begging the winner to forgive him.

His gaze flicked across Zhou and Xu, and seeing Zhou Yangshen's joy of fulfilling his wish, and Xu Sining's contemptuous and flustered expression, the young man suddenly felt a little dazed.

"Xiao Huai, wake up quickly."

"Xiao Huai, Yu Huai!"

Like the voice of a visitor from afar, it is introduced into the dreams of young people.

The voice was low and hoarse, and one could hear undisguised anxiety.

Song Shicheng was hugged and shaken directly, trying to wake him up.

After the sleeping young man babbled, he burst into tears suddenly and shook his head in pain, as if he was denying it or trying to escape something.

In the dream, the grown-up Yu Huai seemed to be a little more conscious.

His gaze was no longer attached to the two people in front of him, but wandered around indefinitely.

Yup……

regret?How could he regret it.

It's obviously not his fault, why should he condemn himself and excuse the perpetrator.

He emerged in the circle by relying on his talent. At that time, Zhou Yangshen had just entered college, and he was still playing games with the rich second generations in his dormitory all day long.

When Zhou Yangshen graduated from university and started to slowly step into the entertainment industry to accept his family's business, he had already established a firm foothold in the music industry, and his status was in full swing.

Everything he got was obtained by relying on real materials.

Zhou Yangshen never contributed to Yu Huai's career from the beginning to the end.

Even in order to help Zhou Yangshen and demonstrate Zhou Yangshen's ability to everyone, Yu Huai directly terminated the contract with the original company and put the personal contract under his name, directly allowing Zhou Yangshen, who was still young and inexperienced, to secure his position in the company.

What exactly gave Zhou Yangshen the illusion that he was good at it?

Yu Huai seemed to have untied the knot in his heart, and a sudden weightlessness woke him up.

"Um……"

"woke up?"

Everything in the dream gave people the illusion of another life, and Yu Huai hadn't calmed down yet.

"Have a nightmare?"

Song Shicheng hugged the young man to sit up, then got up and went to the bathroom to get a wet towel, and helped the young man wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.

"Did I wake you up?" Yu Huai grabbed the quilt out of bed, and the real touch of the warm and soft quilt let him know that he had escaped from the nightmare.

"No, as soon as I lay down, I saw you frowning, crying and struggling desperately, like a ghost pressing the bed. What did you dream about, so scared?"

Song Shicheng spread out the fingers held by the young man, gently wiped off the cold sweat on his palms, and spoke softly as if afraid of scaring him.

"I'll do it myself." Yu Huai brought the towel over and met Shang Song Shicheng's gaze.

"It seems like I had a nightmare, and I forgot what it was when I woke up."

Song Shicheng took a fixed look at Yu Huai, then suddenly lowered his eyes with a smile.

"Okay, I'll take the towel back and hang it up. You can lie down."

"It's easy to have nightmares when you feel constrained when you sleep. Don't cover the quilt too tightly at night. Don't worry, I won't crawl into your bed." Song Shicheng warned.

The accumulated exhaustion and mind-consuming dreams at the end of the day made Yu Huai physically and mentally exhausted. When Song Shicheng also lay down and closed his eyes, Yu Huai fell asleep again.

The air conditioner in the room was turned up to [-] degrees, and the cold air radiated from the corner of the wall where you couldn't see your fingers.The lotus-colored curtains were drawn tightly, preventing any light from coming in.

After Song Shicheng came back after hanging up the towel, he lay next to Yu Huai and closed his eyes for a long time without falling asleep. He vaguely heard the intermittent cicadas outside.

He propped his arms up on the bed to support his chin, and lay on his side facing the direction where the boy fell asleep.

His eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and he could vaguely see the handsome outline of the young man. Half of his face was hugged outside, and the lower half of his face was nestled in the quilt. The indifferent shell was removed, and the young man looked obedient and soft.

Song Shicheng pushed down the quilt cover that was blocking the boy's breathing, and then watched quietly for an unknown how long.

"Why are you hiding it from me." He said softly.

With the deepening of understanding, Song Shicheng discovered that there seemed to be many secrets hidden in the young man.

"Good night, baby." Song Shicheng stroked the boy's short short hair.

He will wait for the day when the boy takes the initiative to talk to him.

Even though last night he only squinted for a while at the dawn of daylight, Song Shicheng still maintained the habit of getting up early and doing morning exercises.

The teenager's mobile phone was placed by the bedside, and Song Shicheng swept it away, and the green message indicator light kept flashing.

Glancing at the boy buried in the quilt, he couldn't help picking up the phone and pressing the screen.

Yu Huai's mobile phone has a lock screen password, but Song Shicheng saw the message received this morning as soon as he turned on the screen.Because the other party sends a message in the form of a text message, the first half of the message can be previewed even when the screen is locked.

[Have you not returned yet, where are you.Please see a message back, I am very worried about you. ]

There is a string of numbers above the message, and the owner of the phone did not give it a note.

The text message was received at three o'clock in the morning, and 18 was displayed in brackets behind the unknown number, which meant that the owner of the number had sent Yu Huai more than a dozen messages before three o'clock in the morning.

this person……

Song Shicheng silently wrote down the string of numbers.

On the last day of August, the sweltering heat finally ushered in the school season.

Yu Huai has been staying at Song Shicheng's house for the past few days, and when the day of registration came, Song Shicheng accompanied Yu Huai to the rental house.

"Okay, let's go."

Song Shicheng entered Yu Huai's private space for the first time, and was about to stay a little longer.

"Have you got everything?"

Yu Huai nodded.

"Don't be so anxious, it's the first time I'm visiting your place as a guest."

"What kind of guest are you? This is not my house. Go quickly, the sun is almost setting, and if you don't go, you won't be able to catch up."

"With me here, what are you afraid of?"

His uncle donates a large sum of money to the school he attends every year. No matter what good things happen to the school, no one will lose him if the school loses it.