Bai Yueguang, who is a scumbag man, got fucked [entertainment circle]

Gu Jiao didn't sleep well that night, he kept having topsy-turvy nightmares.

In the dream, for a while, he was walking on the campus path and saw the dead body of a small sparrow;

Suddenly the picture changed to what it looked like at home, and his mother asked him to chase Gu Ziming who had left home.He chased it out, but he couldn't see anyone at all, and his front and back turned into a vast expanse of white.

There was no way to come and no way to go, so he had no choice but to stay where he was, pretending not to panic.

The vast whiteness became thicker and thicker, gradually turning into the texture of a spider web, shrinking and squeezing towards him.

Everything is white and the world is muted.

White is the hospital.

It is the departed soul.

The swollen faces of funerals.

It was so thick and tight, he seemed almost unable to struggle.

……

Suddenly there was a voice in the dream.

"Baby."

This call was extremely gentle, yet firm enough to be as powerful as a thousand pounds.

He heard Hong Chen's voice.

The vast whiteness seemed to be irradiated by the sun, and at the last moment of dissipation, it turned into a silvery white light that could almost tear the retina.

The silvery white light came from the cold light of the blade.

Lights up the darkness.

In the dark, Mu Zisui was in a pool of blood.

Gu Jiao uttered messy and broken sleep talk, very much like the whine of a small animal.

He finally woke up from the nightmare.

The sunlight was a warm and soft golden color, pouring down on his bloodless face, coating him with a film that was so beautiful that it was unreal.

Covered with another person's body temperature from behind, it has an extremely gentle woody fragrance.Even the tone was softer and more tolerant than in the dream: "Baby, wake up."

Every time Mu Zisui called him like this, it made Gu Jiao feel pampered.

He unconsciously rubbed into Mu Zisui's arms, and said in a low voice, "Senior."

Gu Jiao quietly touched Mu Zisui's back.

That's great, no wounds whatsoever.

Last night until Master Chen drove in the car, Gu Jiao's mood hadn't been sorted out yet.

Mu Zisui half-hugged and half-hugged him into the car.Even though the baffle between the front and rear seats in the car was down, and there was calm music flowing in the stereo, Gu Jiao couldn't sort out his thoughts and gave Mu Zisui an answer.

After Silence arrived home, the two dragged their tired bodies to wash, fell asleep and fell asleep.

As soon as they woke up, they each tacitly chose to read the article without mentioning it.

"Do you want milk or soy milk?" Mu Zisui asked calmly.

"Soymilk." The senior didn't ask, which made Gu Jiao heave a sigh of relief.

The next second he was ashamed of himself for being so evasive and indecisive.

Mu Zisui pinched Gu Jiao's face and said naturally, "Kiss."

His tone was as familiar as ever.

Mu Zisui always likes to ask Gu Jiao to kiss him.

Normally, Gu Jiao would move according to his mood, or touch Mu Zisui's face perfunctorily, or touch Mu Zisui's lips lightly, or stick it on Mu Zisui's lips solemnly to rub against him.

Why can senior be so indifferent, so indifferent as if nothing happened?

Gu Jiao didn't understand, and didn't know what to do.

In a panic, his eyes couldn't be avoided, and he bumped into Mu Zisui's light brown pupils.

No language can describe such eyes.

Gu Jiao suddenly thought of the white man in his dream, the firm yet gentle voice, like an arrow piercing through all barriers, like a cloud holding up all the sinking.

He was stupid again.

While blaming himself for vacillating, he argued in his heart that it was because he didn't want to disappoint his senior... He leaned forward, and his light-colored lips touched another person's.

Kiss is the easiest honey to break his resistance.

Just the simplest touch of lips to lips made his fragile willpower directly surrender.Even though it was less than ten hours since the last kiss, he felt as if it was a lifetime away.

Well, he couldn't be bothered to keep making up excuses as to why the kiss was delivered.

Gu Jiao had to admit that he wanted it.He desperately needs unreasonable kisses.

Mu Zisui stroked his back.

The kiss in the sun is so meticulous, caring for every emotion of the baby.

*

Mu Zisui and Gu Jiao went to the police station at the appointed time to make notes.

The policeman in charge of receiving them was very gentle. During the recording process, most of the statements were made by Mu Zisui.

Gu Jiao would only speak when the other party specifically looked at him and asked for further details, "Is there anything I can add".Give details of what you remember.

The scene of the crime was searched carefully, and since Gu Jiao played the role of the victim, the police informed him of some information about him in the room.

Gu Jiao listened silently, occasionally uttering one or two monosyllables in response.He wore a black woolen coat today, which made his face small and pale.

The policeman is very familiar with Qi Heng's situation. Although the results of the psychologist who cooperated with them have not yet come out, it is certain that Qi Heng's mental state is not healthy.

There were a lot of scraps of photos at the scene, and after technical restoration, most of them were of the young master of the Mu family and Gu Jiao's intimacy.

Wealthy families and celebrities are always the favorite topics of the public. The colleagues in their group started to gossip from yesterday, as if they had been beaten to death, and derived "a love-hate love triangle", "twisted only fans can't accept the relationship between the right one Taking extreme actions" and other versions.

But no matter what, Gu Jiao is innocent and unlucky.He is not an idol who relies on selling people to make a living. It is neither illegal nor immoral to fall in love, but he is entangled by psychopaths.

The target plate with holes in it makes people feel creepy.

Speaking of this, the police only dared to say vaguely: "He scratched a lot of marks on your photo." I was afraid that if he said it carefully, it would scare Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao is not surprised that Qi Heng will draw his photo, Qi Heng has always liked the sense of power and control.

"I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore," he said.

If possible, Gu Jiao would like to report and file a case against Qi Heng for coercing him to die together.It was also an attempted murder.

It's a pity that Qi Heng was too sophisticated in how to evade the constraints of the rules, so he didn't leave any evidence.The hospitals that received the first aid at the beginning were also assets under the name of the Qi family.

As for this time, Qi Heng's previous actions were considered harassment at most, and his attempt to stab Mu Zisui with a knife in the end was enough for sentencing.

At present, the Qi family has no word yet, and they don't know what plans to do next.Mu Zisui was also involved, as long as he wanted to pursue responsibility, it wasn't something the Qi family could solve by simply going around.

*

After finishing the transcripts, they bid farewell to the three policemen who were in charge.

"Okay, the two of you are on the road, pay attention to safety, and we will inform you by phone if there is any progress in the future."

"Thank you, I will trouble you." Mu Zisui shook hands with the policeman in charge.Gu Jiao followed behind him, silently looking at the round clock hanging on the wall.

It seems that this kind of clock is uniformly used in the system, and Gu Jiao remembers that Grandpa's office also has one.

A brown or ochre-red frame of the clock, pressed against several photographs, the centerpiece of which was a faded family portrait.

During the summer vacation of his primary school, he once peeked at the book "Not doing business properly" in his grandfather's office. There is a saying in it, "Photographs are just broken shells of life; the years have passed, and the melon seeds have been swallowed one by one. Everyone knows the taste, and the only thing left for everyone to see is the messy black and white melon seeds.*”

He didn't understand at the time, and no matter how he looked at it, he didn't feel that the family portrait was like a melon seed shell.

Now that I think about it, it really is.

Time keeps running, the hour and second hands turn round and round, and people change round after round.

Passing through the hall, there was a soft and whiny sound of "咱咕" under the half-person-high monstera.

Gu Jiao couldn't help but followed the sound and looked, it was a normal-sized cat cage with a ball of fiery red inside.

"Hey, this little ghost spirit," the policeman on the far side couldn't help laughing.He is the youngest of the three, and he talks the most on various occasions: "I see that you are so good."

Gu Jiao couldn't tell whether it was a cat or a dog: "What is this?" Could it be that the police station has taken care of the pet business?

The policeman sighed: "Fox."

"Fox?" Gu Jiao couldn't believe it, his eyes drifted to the flaming red ball.

The hairball in the cage straightened up immediately, and followed Gu Jiao's gaze with those eyes with eyeliner.Its two front feet are black.Although he is a child, he has already glimpsed the unique elegance and loveliness of foxes.

"Yeah, people nowadays are not satisfied with cats and dogs. They look at cute foxes, and they don't do their homework beforehand. If they find it's not suitable for them, they just abandon them."

"Throw it at your place?"

"Where is it? A nearby resident picked it up and brought it over in a cage. This fox's hind leg was crushed by a car or bitten by something, and it couldn't stand up."

The little fox has a big fluffy tail, but the hind legs are dirty and scabbed with blood. "Why don't you go to the hospital?"

"First, there are few hospitals that can treat exotic pets, let alone surgery. Second," the policeman rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly, "We don't have the corresponding funds here."

To be honest, he really hoped that Gu Jiao and Mu Zisui could take the little fox away.Foxes are active, smart, and house-breaking... Ordinary people can't bear to raise foxes, but if you have a villa or a small garden, are you afraid that foxes can't be raised?

The police station usually only keeps lost pets for two weeks, and will be sent to animal insurance if no one picks them up for a long time.

It's almost time for the little fox to be sent to animal protection, and animal protection has more animals to protect and save.In the past, such a little fox was not a rare species. At most, it would ensure that it would not die of starvation. It would be very difficult to have a special operation and special cooking.

"Oh." To the disappointment of the policeman, the most likely soft-hearted Gu Jiao still had a calm expression after hearing this.He stopped talking and walked forward silently.

Poor little fox.

But the seniors don't like pet hair in the house.He said it when recording the program, Gu Jiao remembered it.

Along the way, Mu Zisui kept watching Gu Jiao, not missing any changes in his expression.

He really knows the baby's appearance all too well.

A few years ago, Gu Jiao carried a schoolbag on his back, silently huddled among his classmates, and passed by the homeless singer with the same expressionless face.

It doesn't seem to matter, but he obviously cares a lot.

Gu Jiao thought about it, stepped out of the door, and was held back by Mu Zisui: "Baby, do you want to raise a little fox?"

The author has something to say: *From Zhang Ailing's "Serial Series"

If there is a cutie who finds that his comment has disappeared, I didn't delete it.It's all Ah Jin's fault qaq I really appreciate your comments!

ps Foxes are cute but difficult to raise, please don’t try it lightly x

The protagonist will do... certificates, vaccines, deworming, surgery... reasonable and scientific feeding, please don't get entangled in this point, thank you!

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Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Sun Shine, Liushen, a plate of fennel beans, Lu Zaoqiu 1; thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Liushen; ,... 10 bottles; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!