destined to love who

On a spring night, the sky is high and the air is crisp, the night insects are humming low in the alley, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers and plants in the wind. I don’t know which small shop is playing lazy English dance music. Young people in twos and threes are laughing and passing by. In every corner of the city, there is a feeling of love brewing.

Chi Xiaolao felt a little drunk, and hung his head in foolish joy. Yin Shaoyang suddenly pointed and said, "Look at that!"

Chi Xiaolao looked in the direction he was pointing at, and suddenly his waist tightened and his eyes flashed. Yin Shaoyang threw him into a dead-end alley and pushed him against the wall.

"What do you want?" The tip of their noses touched each other, and Chi Xiaolao rubbed against each other lightly while smiling narrowly.

"You asked knowingly..." Yin Shaoyang's breath was burning hot, he tapped Chi Xiaolao's round nose with the tip of his nose, raised his chin with a finger, and smiled slightly nasally, "The starlight is very good tonight, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, little lady...may as well Let the public tune - the game will be played!"

Chi Xiaolao half-pushed and pulled his shirt collar, and chuckled shamelessly: "What are you waiting for, my husband... I, my slaves are hard!"

Yin Shaoyang leaned over to hold his lips, and sucked hard, Chi Xiaoluo felt the pain, and sucked back, the four fiery lips glued together and rubbed together, and the two of them were so immoral that they were ready to act on the bed with the sky as their cover Heaven and man are one.

The light coming in from the outside of the dead alley is flickered by passers-by, lingering in the alley that may be peeped at, this feeling is like being covered by a big net, the more you struggle, the tighter it is, The tighter it is, the more urgent it is to break free. The fear accumulates into pleasure, and the reason is like rolling over the edge of a knife. It is obviously still there, but it may be broken in the next moment.

Chi Xiaoluo lifted his toes off the ground, stuck to the wall like a New Year painting, and whispered in his mouth: "Don't..." He held Yin Shaoyang's chin with both hands, as if he wanted to peel off the face in his neck Open, but raised his head high, put his Adam's apple, and let him take whatever he wanted.

There was a sudden shock in the crotch that was touching together, Chi Xiaolao was startled, Yin Shaoyang was not much better, subconsciously bowed to give way, Chi Xiaolao fell off the wall like a New Year painting that had been glued off.

"Foggrass!" Yin Shaoyang cursed angrily, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and answered it angrily.

It was Yin Chunxiao who called, and before he could speak, he said quickly, "Ming Jin has been sent to the emergency room, come quickly!"

Chi Xiaolao, who was arranging his collar, saw Yin Shaoyang's expression changed, and the phone was ringing loudly, so he heard it too, and said embarrassingly, "Go!"

Yin Shaoyang also panicked, put the phone in his pocket, turned around and left before he had time to adjust his clothes.

Hurrying back to the hospital again, the nurse said that the patient was emotionally unstable, and found that his wrist had been cut two hours ago. Fortunately, he was discovered early, and now he has been rescued and sent to the ward.

Yin Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, instead of going directly into the ward, he turned around and entered the stairwell, took out a cigarette and lit it, and leaned against the wall with some exhaustion.

Who broke the news?

Before, it was definitely Ming Jin himself, but now he really can't tell who it is.

Suicide also requires courage. Suicide twice in a row. Although they were all rescued, no one can tell if there will be a next time. He really can't do it. Little life is gone, just in case...

He didn't dare to think about it.

When the lights in the stairway dimmed, Yin Shaoyang looked up and saw Yin Chunxiao standing at the door with his pockets in his pocket, with a grim expression on his face.

"What's going on?" Yin Shaoyang stubbed out his cigarette and asked wearily.

It's okay if you don't ask this question, Yin Chunxiao suppressed his emotions like a small universe erupted, stepped forward, grabbed Yin Shaoyang's collar and shoved against the wall, and roared in a low voice: "You still have the fucking face to ask me what's going on, If you didn't do such a dirty thing, who else would do it?"

Yin Shaoyang pushed Yin Chunxiao's hand away, grabbed his collar with his backhand and pressed it against the handrail of the stairs. Yin Chunxiao suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap his neck around his neck, and the two stared at each other.

Yin Shaoyang was already irritable in his heart, but when Yin Chunxiao made such a fuss, he became even more annoyed, and deliberately provoked: "I have done a lot of nasty things, what's the matter, why don't you get angry! Is Ming Jin your wife or your father? With you Talking part!?"

Yin Chunxiao hated this man until his eyes turned blue, gritted his teeth and cursed: "You are a scum!"

Shameless people are talking about Young Master Yin, who laughed out of anger after being scolded, and slobbered at Yin Chunxiao in a foolish way: "Yo hoo! You have golden eyes! I'm such a scumbag! You can see it too!" After saying that, he let go of his hand, pushed it lightly, blocked Yin Chunxiao's calling hand with his backhand, and said impatiently: "Calm down, I don't have time to talk to you here!"

Yin Chunxiao shook his hand away, leaned against the wall and pinched the bridge of his nose. The Ming Jin incident made him sleepless for two days. To be honest, he really didn't have the energy to box with this scumbag. With bloodshot eyes, he glanced at Yin Shaoyang who was sitting on the steps, and said in a deep voice: "He cut his wrists under the quilt, the blood soaked the quilt, and I didn't realize it until it dripped on the ground. If it was 10 minutes later, there would be no such person as Ming Jin." gone."

While he was talking, Yin Shaoyang took out a cigarette, threw one to Yin Chunxiao casually, lit the cigarette and exhaled smoke, he pressed the corners of his eyes that were smoky with tears, and said disapprovingly: "What a big deal, you are looking for death and life!" !"

Yin Chunxiao swiped at the back of his head twice, resisting the urge to make a bloody hole, and asked, "Did you do this?"

Yin Chunxiao flicked the cigarette ash defiantly, looked at him with raised eyebrows, and asked, "What do you think? If you're sure it's me, can you stand and ask me?"

Yin Chunxiao stared at him with complicated eyes for a while, "How to solve this matter?"

"How to solve it?" Yin Shaoyang laughed dumbly, repeating these four words to himself.

He put his head in his crotch and scratched his scalp with both hands. This is a typical posture of being in a dilemma.

Yin Chunxiao is right, he is indeed quite nasty, and he is also the type who absolutely sacrifices others for himself. His moral concept has long been separated from this planet for an unknown number of light-years, and he never considers others when he does things. For this matter, if others don't break the news, he may have already done it.

The current situation seems to be the same as he thought at the beginning, but he is caught in a dilemma.

He felt faintly uneasy, as if someone had dug a hole for him to jump, but if he didn't jump, what would Ming Jin do?

Yin Chunxiao put out his cigarette butt, and was about to speak when Yin Shaoyang buried his head as if he had eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't talk, let me put my thoughts back together...don't talk..."

First, the development of this matter is the original setting, and it has not deviated from the track-it is feasible!

Second, if it was Ming Jin himself who broke the news, I have nothing to lose—it’s doable!

Thirdly, if Ming Jin didn't break the news, it would be true that he committed suicide. For Ming Jin's sake - he can only bite the bullet and help him.

Fourth, Xiao Mazi couldn't win the award because of this matter, so he couldn't go anywhere—hmm!

Fifth... Xiao Mazi, if you really like me, you will understand me... right!

Making up his mind, he stood up, and Yin Chunxiao, who had been silently waiting for his reply, also stood up straight and looked at him with some anxiety.

"I will ask Liao Hongbo to hand over the USB drive to you, and your company will come forward to refute the rumors."

Based on Yin Chunxiao's IQ, he had already guessed that Yin Shaoyang had something to do. What bothered him these two days was the same problem as Yin Shaoyang. He thought a lot, and finally came to the conclusion that this matter might just be a loss for Chi Xiaolao. The opportunity to win an award, for Ming Jin...everyone has seen it.

Yin Shaoyang was so wicked that he asked Baidi to release the video to refute rumors of the Ming and Jin Dynasties, first of all, he left himself clean.

Yin Chunxiao followed behind Yin Shaoyang, looking at his back coldly—hmph, you will be the good guy, and I will be the bad guy?Not so good!

Chi Xiaolao's first competition was not a surprise, the judges plus the total score of the audience, just happened to be No.4 at the bottom.

Coming off the stage from the backstage, a contestant who had been optimistic about him lightly patted his shoulder, comforting him with concern: "Don't be discouraged, you still have a chance, I'm optimistic about you, come on!"

Chi Xiaolao smiled and clenched fists with him, and the two sat in the reserve seats together, waiting for the crucial next round of final competition.

The two guests on the stage performed a scene dance, which gave the contestants 10 minutes of adjustment time.

The occasional subwoofer in the music that surrounds the audience hits Chi Xiaolao's heart. He doesn't know what happened. He becomes more and more uneasy. Sticky cold sweat.

"Don't be nervous, just perform as usual later." The young man patted him on the back, looked out of the auditorium, and raised his chin, "It seems to be calling you."

Chi Xiaolao followed his gaze, as if he was a staff member of the competition, beckoning to him.

"Go, there is only a quarter of an hour left, go and come back!"

Chi Xiaolao pursed his lips and stood up.

"The chairman of the organizer's organizing committee asked you to go directly to room [-], he'll be waiting for you inside!" The staff explained with a blank expression, and left without waiting for him to ask.

Chi Xiaolao stood on the spot, clenched his fists, and walked out of the noisy studio anxiously.

The door of Room No. [-] was wide open, leaving him no time to prepare. The cold white LED spit out a cold light from the door. Before he got close, a person came out from inside and asked him to come in. gesture.

When Chi Xiaolao entered the room, the door was closed. Facing the three sponsor committee members behind the long table, he seemed to feel a sense of fear of a spy being interrogated.

In the middle is a man in his fifties, with gray temples, and a pair of rimless glasses. The light from the ceiling lamp is reflected on the lenses, so he cannot see his eyes clearly, but Chi Xiaolao is very sensitive to feel the light behind the lenses. The coldness of the eyes.

"Your competition information says that you were an employee of Yin's Group before the competition?" The middle-aged man spoke calmly, flipping through the information in his hand slowly, looking at Chi Xiaolao while talking.

Chi Xiaoluo stiffened his shoulders and nodded: "Yes!"

The three people behind the table exchanged glances with each other, and the middle-aged man asked again: "You joined Yin's No. 13 in September the year before last, so what work did you do before No. 13 in September?"

Suddenly being asked about Yin's previous work, Chi Xiaolao's heart skipped a beat, his eyes twinkled a little, although he was upright, he echoed what others said, and under colored glasses, his shadow might be crooked.

Chi Xiaolao asked back: "Does your previous job have anything to do with this competition?"

The man straightened his body and said with an emphasis: "Please answer my question directly!"

Chi Xiaolao retracted and released the hands behind his back. After a long time, he raised his head, as if to cheer himself up, and said loudly, "Dancing in a nightclub!"

As soon as the ending sound fell, the three of them exchanged glances again, and the person next to him nodded as if he had received confirmation, slightly raised the information in his hand, and said: "Originally, the contest did not have too many restrictions on the background of the contestants, and performances in entertainment organizations are not limited. within range, but..."

Chi Xiaoluo held his breath, and the man panted heavily, like a hand holding his neck, his gaze fell directly on the stack of documents, but he couldn't see clearly.

Another man spoke up, without continuing what he just said, "xxTV is aimed at audiences across the country, and most of the dance competition viewers are young people. The purpose of this competition is to be healthy, active, energetic, and uplifting. It is an inspirational talent show. , so the personal resume of the players does not need to be excellent, at least not too complicated."

Chi Xiaolao rubbed his hands in a daze, and asked in an erratic voice, "What do you mean?"

The three of them seemed to be unable to speak. The middle-aged man sitting in the middle glanced at the information with some disgust, his eyebrows frowned, and the lines in the middle of his brows were like two knives. We are now notifying you to automatically withdraw from the finals immediately, and as for the loss caused by your personal behavior to this competition, we will send you a lawyer's letter after the competition!" After finishing speaking, he stood up and touched the paper in his hand. Information, "See for yourself!"

A thick stack of documents was stuffed into Chi Xiaolao's hands. He opened the first page in a daze. What came into his eyes was a group of high-definition laser-printed photos. Except for the masked photos, all other photos that showed their faces were masked. You don't need to look closely to know him.

Feeling dizzy before his eyes, Chi Xiaolao took a deep breath and quickly flipped through the photos. Each photo was like a synthetic animation, from dancing on stage with a mask on to taking off his mask to wipe off his sweat in the background, to poking his head into changing clothes room, dressing room to change into casual clothes...

He skimmed over the sources of these photos to avoid himself, raised his head and argued loudly: "These are indeed photos of me dancing in a nightclub, but didn't you just say that dancing in entertainment organizations is not within the scope?"

"Keep turning back!" The young man curled his lips and made a turning gesture.

He flipped back a few sheets with trembling hands, the hand holding the materials froze, his pupils shrank a few times, and the next moment his brain exploded!