Reborn ghost superstar

——Xiaofeng, shall we form a band?We are all following the hard rock route, and the style of music is the same. The effect of singing together will definitely be great!

——Xiaofeng, you have a good voice, you will be the lead singer, and I will do the harmonies and keyboards, and sing the songs we wrote ourselves!

——Xiaofeng, I have already rented the recording studio, next Friday, remember to spare some time!

——Xiaofeng, did you see that?During today's performance, there was a girl in the front row who looked very juicy, and she kept firing at you with star eyes... No, no, I'm not gossip, I mean... You are a sign of fire!

——Xiaofeng, in order to celebrate the big sale of our "album", let's eat hot pot tonight!

——Xiaofeng, if you must split up, can you at least tell me where you are going?

——Xiaofeng, can I not keep you? ...then... wish you...

——Little wind, little wind...

--breeze……

The sharp pain in his chest made Jiang Feng's body curl up into a ball, trembling with the movements of the water dragon.The severe pain quickly wiped out his clear consciousness, and the past events that he had long forgotten are now as clear as if he had experienced them again, and he couldn't even tell where the boundary between memories and reality was.

"You...don't touch me——" the pain made it impossible for him to utter a complete sentence, and the weak voice he could barely make was cut off by violent gasps, but he still tried to push the man away to help him hand, "—Get out!"

"Impossible." He Jinglin's tone was still flat, but the volume was loud, like a condescending order, full of decisiveness and undeniable meaning.He had received professional first aid training. When he saw Jiang Feng's pale face and purple lips, and felt his pulse was extremely fast and weak, he knew it was a symptom of severe hypoxia caused by suffocation.

Before the two talked, Jiang Feng hadn't drank anything, and it didn't look like the airway was blocked by foreign objects choking into the trachea.If it was carbon monoxide poisoning, he himself didn't feel any discomfort—He Jinglin quickly analyzed the cause of Jiang Feng's sudden onset in his heart, while helping Jiang Feng to lie flat on the ground, raised his head and neck, and unbuttoned his clothes , keep the airway open.

At that moment, He Jinglin was stunned by what he saw.Under Jiang Feng's thin chest, there was obviously something flowing back and forth along the aorta. The subconscious spasm of the muscles clearly exposed the location of the foreign object. Judging by the irregular trajectory and the flexibility of the movement, it seemed——

... some kind of living thing.

"Get out! He Jinglin...I don't want to see you..." On the other side, Jiang Feng was still struggling to get up and push He Jinglin away, but he was tortured by pain and lack of oxygen, and his body couldn't use his strength at all. He wasn't He Jinglin at all. opponent.In order to prevent him from struggling further and causing him more pain, He Jinglin straddled Jiang Feng's abdomen, pressed his arms with his knees, and finally restrained all his movements.

"I said, it's absolutely impossible. I'm going to fix you!" One hand firmly held down the unidentified object that was constantly moving in Jiang Feng's chest, and the other hand roughly grabbed his hair and pulled him back violently. The posture made the mouth open naturally, He Jinglin pinched his nose, took a deep breath, and blew all of it into his mouth.

This posture was too far from the standard artificial respiration posture, and he could only use one hand to operate it. Coupled with Jiang Feng's lack of cooperation, the whole process became quite difficult.However, when he finally felt the expansion of Jiang Feng's chest as the air was blown in, He Jinglin was still slightly relieved.

After a short pause, it was another artificial respiration.He completely covered Jiang Feng's mouth with his lips to prevent the air from leaking out. When his four lips overlapped, he could clearly feel the soft lips of the person under him were cold and trembling slightly from pain and fear.

It's like a treasure that will break if you don't pay attention...

After repeating this several times, the person under him finally resumed his long and regular breathing, and the thing he was pressing on his palm disappeared after two weak beatings.He Jinglin's tense emotions relaxed, and only then did he realize that his heart was beating wildly due to excessive anxiety.He let go of Jiang Feng, supported his body with his hands, and looked at the person under him quietly, waiting for his heartbeat to calm down.

The eyes of the young man with delicate features were bright red, and there were messy tear stains on his face, with formed teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes.It wasn't actually weak crying, it was just physiological tears caused by severe suffocation, but Jiang Feng turned his face away as if he was ashamed, and raised his arms to cover his eyes.

This action just fully displayed the young man's slender and well-proportioned neck in front of He Jinglin. The slender lines were extremely graceful, containing the vigorous power of life.He tentatively pressed a comforting kiss on the side of the white neck, the muscles of the young man's neck under his lips tensed suddenly due to the sudden touch, and then gradually relaxed.

Seeing that Jiang Feng did not show excessive resistance, the gentle kiss fell on his thin mandible again, and finally stuck to the corner of his mouth, where it stayed for a long time.Then the man showed a very pleased and satisfied smile, closed his eyes, and buried his head in Jiang Feng's neck, close to the carotid artery, feeling the pulsation of his heart.

"...Mr. He," Jiang Feng said softly after a long time, his voice still hoarse from the severe pain before, "Can I ask, why do you have to ask me?"

I don't know if He Jinglin didn't think of how to answer, or he was unwilling to answer because he enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere between the two of them. This time, he was silent for a long time.

"...During the interview, I often ask the candidates: what is the one thing that makes you most proud in your life?"

In the end, He Jinglin did not answer Jiang Feng's question, but talked about another matter.After all the twists and turns just now, his voice was also a little tired. At this time, the cold and hard shell of the business emperor was peeled off, leaving only a strong sense of tenderness and pity.

"The answers are really strange. Some said what achievements they had made in their previous jobs, some said what books they had written, or worked as assistants for which celebrities, and solved some difficult situations during the period. Pay more attention to emotions, and replied that the most proud thing is to marry the current wife, have a happy and harmonious family, or know how to cook good food, and have many friends who are bothering..."

He Jinglin paused at this point, raised his head from the side of Jiang Feng's neck again, gently pulled his arm away, and held his face so that he faced himself.

"For me, in the 32 years of my life so far, the proudest thing I have done is to release that album for An Ge, so that the song "Light", this melody, can be heard by countless people. Heard it, loved it, sung it. I will do everything in my power to preserve it and not allow anyone to spoil it."

When He Jinglin said these words, his eyes were extremely open and sincere, without any evasion or concealment.Jiang Feng only felt that the feeling of being stuck in a panic had returned.Sure enough, He Jinglin wanted to use this trick to buy Chu Ange and control him in order to protect Chu Ange's reputation, even at the expense of violating his long-standing principle of keeping himself clean.So to He Jinglin, what is he now...

"Xiaofeng. Even if you don't know what I am, you should have heard of my behavior. I won't joke about this kind of thing."

Jiang Feng wanted to turn his face away again, but was stopped by He Jinglin but failed. The man's dark eyes looked deeply into his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Feng, to you, the most proud person in this life What's the matter?"

The quiet voice was firm and powerful, and it sounded like an echo in Jiang Feng's ears, making him open his eyes suddenly.

——For you, what is the proudest thing in your life?

This question is really too difficult.He lived two lives in a daze. In his previous life, he fought bloody battles with his elder brother all the way for the sake of morale, and he was completely defeated in the end.However, what he knew most clearly was that even if he had won the brother-in-law fight, it would not be something he would be proud of.

All his life, he was a young artist with a corrupt life, wasted studies, and achieved nothing.

He has lived two lives in a muddle-headed way, and his only happiness is the purest days when he was young with only music.The only trace he left in this world is the 5sing homepage that no one cares about, and those few harsh metal songs that are annoying.

But the main theme of one of them became a national love song that everyone knew and was loved and sung by countless people, and it lasted for a long time.

... So, the little boss was commemorating him in this way?And to this day, this person can still confess in front of others, this is the proudest thing in his life...

"Mr. He, I—" Jiang Feng finally broke away from He Shengyu's hand and turned his face away, "...Sorry, I look so ugly now...I'll take a shower and change my clothes before I answer you."

As he spoke, he got up from under He Jinglin, walked lightly towards the bathroom while holding his forehead.He Jinglin also stood up immediately, looking at his back with soft eyes.

When approaching the door of the bathroom, Jiang Feng stopped suddenly, turned his face to one side, and stopped in a preparatory movement that seemed to want to turn around.

"Mr. He, if you don't have something to be proud of...isn't it too late to start working hard now?"

His voice was very small, but He Jinglin heard it.

The always resolute man hesitated again and again this time.He opened his mouth, opened his mouth again, but finally made no sound.Then he closed his lips, the corners of his lips slightly raised.