After pretending to be stupid, I cheated [Transmigration Book]

Xie Yan has lived so long, and has never been afraid.

Now he will not be afraid of the knife in Shen Guangluo's hand.

Only this time, from Shen Guangluo's eyes, he could tell that Shen Guangluo was not joking.

As if to demonstrate this, Shen Guangluo gently rubbed the knife against Xie Yan's skin twice, and said in a low voice: "Xie Yan, if we both attack at the same time, who will die first?"

Xie Yan didn't speak, Shen Guangluo squinted his eyes with a smile, and continued: "I guess it's you."

When Xie Yan heard Shen Guangluo's words, his mind went blank. He took a breath, and asked in a tone of disbelief: "Shen Guangluo, do you want to kill me?"

"You want to kill me, why can't I kill you." Shen Guangluo looked at Xie Yan seriously and replied.

Then Shen Guangluo lowered his voice: "Xie Yan, do you know? There is a surveillance video at the door of this stairwell. It must have captured you dragging me into the stairwell twice. If you die by then, I can tell the police that I am acting in self-defense, so it will save trouble."

save trouble...

Shen Guangluo is actually saying that Xie Yan is dead, so it will save him trouble!

Xie Yan couldn't believe that these words came out of Shen Guangluo's mouth, he looked deeply into Shen Guangluo's eyes, hoping to find some waves in them.

No.

Not at all.

Xie Yan didn't believe it, and still didn't believe it.

He wanted to give Shen Guangluo a try, so his heart broke, and his hand holding Shen Guangluo's neck tightened a little, and at the same time, he felt the knife on his neck tighten a little too.

A slight tingling told Xie Yan that the flake had sunk into his flesh, and a stream of warm liquid flowed onto the shiny blade.

It seems true...

Just a little more force, the knife will cut through the last layer of flesh on Xie Yan's neck.

Xie Yan will die.

But Shen Guangluo's eyes didn't blink.

Xie Yan looked at Shen Guangluo, and the two remained in a stalemate for two to three minutes.

In the end, Xie Yan lowered his head and laughed twice, let go of the hand pinching Shen Guangluo's neck, then raised his hand to hold the blade tightly.

Shen Guangluo didn't make any movement, just looked at him quietly.

The blade cut the flesh in Xie Yan's palm, and a large stream of blood flowed down, even onto the back of Shen Guangluo's hand holding the knife tightly.

Xie Yan looked at Shen Guangluo and nodded: "This time I really believe it."

He believed every word Shen Guangluo said before.

I believe that Shen Guangluo has been lying to him all along...

I believe that Shen Guangluo will really kill him...

At this time, there was a loud human voice outside the door, and one didn't need to listen carefully to know that it was the voice of Bo Wentong and Mr. Zhao.

Bo Wentong asked urgently, "Where did he meet Xie Yan just now?"

Mr. Zhao was also a little anxious, pointing to the turning point ahead and said, "It's over there. I thought Xie always wanted to talk to Xiao Shen about something. Who knows why they haven't come back for so long."

The footsteps of several people were getting closer, Xie Yan let go of the hand holding the knife, Shen Guangluo looked at Xie Yan expressionlessly, put away the knife with a snap, turned and walked outside.

"Shen Guangluo." Xie Yan suddenly stopped him.

Shen Guangluo stopped in his tracks, turned his back to Xie Yan, and waited for his next words.

Xie Yan's voice was low and hoarse, with a touch of grit, he said: "You want to debut, you want to be popular, right?"

Shen Guangluo didn't speak.

Xie Yan turned sideways, half leaned on the window sill, stared at Shen Guangluo's back and said, "Shen Guangluo, originally you were not worthy of my attention, but who made you lie to me for so long, I can't let you You want to get angry? Just try it."

Shen Guangluo shrugged his shoulders and laughed, but still didn't respond.

He raised his hand and pushed open the door of the stairwell.

A large beam of light shone in, and Shen Guangluo squinted his eyes.

As soon as he stepped out of the stairwell, he saw Bo Wentong and Mr. Zhao rushing towards him.

As soon as Bo Wentong saw Shen Guangluo, he hurriedly grabbed his arm and asked in a panic, "Guangluo, are you okay?"

"Guangluo?" President Zhao repeated in confusion.

He didn't know Shen Guangluo's real name until now, he only knew that his name was "Xiao Shen", "Guang Li", or "genius composer".

Now unexpectedly, from Bo Wentong, the word "Guangluo" has been added.

Mr. Zhao felt that these two words sounded familiar.

His surname is Shen and his first name is Guangluo.

Mr. Zhao trembled all over.

He suddenly remembered the name that everyone mentioned at the dinner just now.

The young master of the Shen family has pursued Xie Yan for many years, but he is a fool, so Xie Yan looks down on him.

That person's name is - Shen Guangluo.

Mr. Zhao thought of this and turned his head to look into the stairwell.

Standing in the dark shadows was a tall man.

He was dressed in black, almost blending into the darkness, the hair on his forehead was a little messy, but his eyes were bright and fierce, staring at Shen Guangluo and Bo Wentong, as if he wanted to kill all the two people who were talking. kill.

Even though that kind of eyes did not look at Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao still felt chills all over his body.

He boldly took two steps into the stairwell, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Xie, did you have a pleasant conversation with Mr. Shen just now? You..."

Mr. Zhao didn't say anything later, because he could smell a particularly strong smell of rust in the stairwell.

At first he thought that the stairwell was old and the iron railings were rusted, but when he got closer to Xie Yan, he realized that the smell of rust became stronger.

Accompanied by the sound of dripping water.

Mr. Zhao looked for the sound of water droplets, and watched for two seconds with the night light outside the window before realizing that the smell of rust was the smell of blood emanating from Xie Yan's body.

"Mr. Xie... what are you doing! Why is there so much blood on your body!" Mr. Zhao couldn't help exclaiming.

Bo Wentong also turned his head when he heard these words, walked quickly into the stairwell, frowned and looked at Xie Yan.

Only Shen Guangluo stood where he was, without even looking back, he walked out without any hesitation, and disappeared out of Xie Yan's sight.

Xie Yan gritted his teeth.

The blood from the wound on his neck had already dried up, but his hand was cut through the flesh by the knife, so deep that the bones could almost be seen, that's why the blood flowed extraordinarily.

Xie Yan squeezed his injured hand into a fist, and stared at Bo Wentong through the hair on his forehead, with blood in his eyes.

He asked very slowly: "Bai Wentong, you already knew that Shen Guangluo was not a fool?"

Bo Wentong froze for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

"When did you know?"

The tone Xie Yan used was no longer an interrogative sentence, but a descriptive tone. Every word and every word seemed to force Bo Wentong to give him an answer immediately.

Now that he knew that Shen Guangluo was lying to him, the specific answer was not important anymore.

But Xie Yan was obsessed with this question, and he couldn't get the answer he wanted from Shen Guangluo, so he turned his target to Bo Wentong.

Over and over again, masochistically confirming.

Bo Wentong raised his eyebrows.

He was not afraid of Xie Yan, so he was a little unhappy with Xie Yan's tone.

Bo Wentong understood Xie Yan's heart, and knew more clearly what kind of answer Xie Yan wanted, but Bo Wentong didn't want to give him this answer.

Therefore, Bo Wentong did not answer Xie Yan's question directly, but said lightly, "You should be the last person to know about this."

These words pierced Xie Yan's heart precisely.

Xie Yan didn't continue talking, his cheetah-like eyes fixedly stared at Bo Wentong.

Bo Wentong didn't hide, and looked back at him.

For a while, Xie Yan lowered his head and couldn't stop laughing, even shrugging his shoulders.

The voice echoed in the empty stairwell, depressing and weird. After he laughed a few times, he pointed at Bo Wentong with his bloody fingers, each pointing with raging anger.

Xie Yan turned around and walked out from the stairs.

Until 3 minutes after Xie Yan disappeared, Mr. Zhao still hadn't recovered from Xie Yan's aura.

His face was pale, and some sweat could be seen on his forehead, and he said to Bo Wentong with a trembling voice, "Did you provoke Mr. Xie... His smile was too scary just now."

Bo Wentong shrugged indifferently, only to find that Shen Guangluo behind him had disappeared when he turned around.

He walked out of the stairwell, searched around the box and still did not find Shen Guangluo's figure.

Bo Wentong took out his mobile phone and sent two WeChat messages to Shen Guangluo.

Bo Wentong: Guang Luo, have you gone home yet?

Bo Wentong: What happened between you and Xie Yan today?

There was no reply from WeChat for a long time.

It was past one o'clock in the morning when Shen Guangluo returned home.

Xiaoju rushed to the door to meet him as usual, bouncing around not like a cat, but more like a dog.

In this short period of more than a month, Xiaoju is no longer the thin and thin appearance before, but chubby like a ball.

Shen Guangluo usually hugs it first thing when he comes home.

Even though he prepared the album until three or four in the morning a few days ago, no matter how tired Shen Guangluo was, he was too tired to keep his eyes open when he got home, he would still squat down and touch Xiaoju's head.

But today is different.

Shen Guangluo went home without looking at Xiaoju, and without even changing his shoes, he went straight to the bathroom.

He stood in front of the sink, lowered his head and slowly stretched his hands out of his pockets.

Opening the five fingers, there was a folding knife lying in the palm. The knife was still stained with sticky blood, and part of the blood began to become semi-dry, turning reddish brown, sticking to Shen Guangluo's palm.

Even Shen Guangluo's fingers were stained with blood.

Shen Guangluo turned on the faucet, stretched his hand and the knife under the water to rinse.

The blood mixed with the water turned light red and flowed into the pool.

The water was so cold that Shen Guangluo couldn't feel it with his fingers, and Shen Guangluo's whole body started to feel cold.

He opened the pocket knife and ran his fingers over the sharp edge.

Shen Guangluo couldn't help but recall the scene just now in Shen Guangluo's head, Xie Yan grabbed his neck, his eyes were so red that they almost bleed.

The overwhelming sense of suffocation almost overwhelmed him.

In fact, Xie Yan didn't use much strength, the feeling of suffocation came more from Shen Guangluo himself, he was pressed under Xie Yan's imprisonment, and was firmly suppressed by Xie Yan's almost crazy aura.

Shen Guangluo always knew that Xie Yan was a lunatic.

That kind of paranoid and cruel lunatic.

It's not surprising that a lunatic does something extreme.

Just like the description of Xie Yan in the book: what he loves must be obtained, and what he hates must be destroyed, by any means, without exception.

"What he loves must be obtained, and what he hates must be destroyed, by any means, without exception." Shen Guangluo repeated this sentence in a low voice, and finally sighed softly.

Shen Guangluo imagined what it would be like when Xie Yan knew that he had lied to him.

Xie Yan would hate him, and those who hated him would gnash their teeth with hatred.

So Shen Guangluo kept the dagger on his body all the time, he thought that if Xie Yan didn't make it easy for him, he would definitely not make it easy for the bastard Xie Yan.

Shen Guangluo obviously did it today.

Xie Yan's mouth is actually very stupid, he can't say enough about Shen Guangluo, the only reason he can suppress Shen Guangluo is that he is more ruthless than Shen Guangluo.

Shen Guangluo can only be more ruthless than him!

The two were playing games, even if Shen Guangluo still felt the fear in his heart when facing Xie Yan, he still had to pretend to be fierce, like an angry wild cat with a straight back.

Even if he was going to be strangled to death by Xie Yan, he had to kill Xie Yan before that.

It's just... If Xie Yan was more careful, he would find that when Shen Guangluo held the knife, his fingertips were trembling slightly.

Shen Guangluo scrubbed his fingers and the knife with soap several times until there was no trace of blood between the fingers of his hands.

He put away the knife and walked out of the bathroom, and then put the knife back on the shoe cabinet by the door, so that he would remember to take it with him every day before going out.

When Shen Guangluo walked into the living room, he heard the phone on the sofa vibrate, and the screen kept reminding him that he had received a new WeChat message.

He leaned over and took out a tissue from the coffee table to wipe his hands, picked up his phone and opened WeChat.

All received WeChat messages are from Bo Wentong.

Bo Wentong only sent two at first, perhaps because Shen Guangluo didn't reply to WeChat for a long time, he followed up and sent many more.

Bo Wentong: Guang Luo, have you gone home yet?

Bo Wentong: What happened between you and Xie Yan today?

……

Ten minutes later, Bo Wentong sent a few more WeChat messages.

Bo Wentong: Guang Luo, are you okay?

Bo Wentong: Guang Luo, I know Xie Yan well. Sometimes he is really extreme... Xie Yan got hurt. I know he must have made things difficult for you first, and he may have said a lot of nasty things to you. .

Bo Wentong: Guang Luo, there is nothing wrong with you. I didn't handle this matter well. I didn't know that Xie Yan would come to the concert. I'm sorry.

Bo Wentong: Don't worry about Xie Yan, I will talk to him.

Bo Wentong: If you see WeChat, please reply me first, okay?

Shen Guangluo looked at Bo Wentong's WeChat in a daze.

Shen Guangluo actually didn't like to cry, but when he saw what Bai Wentong said, his heart unexpectedly soured, and he pressed his lips together to suppress the tears in his eyes.

Especially what Bo Wentong said.

Light falls, you do nothing wrong.

……

Xiaoju leaned close to Shen Guangluo's feet and meowed again. Maybe it knew that Shen Guangluo was in a low mood today, so it obediently rubbed the top of its head against Shen Guangluo's feet.

Shen Guangluo sniffed, and quickly pressed the screen with his fingertips.

A line of words appeared in the input field.

Light Year: It's nothing serious, I just got into an argument with Xie Yan.

Light Year: I didn't take Xie Yan seriously, don't worry.

In the next few days, Shen Guangluo went to work in the company as usual.

After Bo Wentong's concert, "Guang Li's Appearance" and the intimate interaction between Guang Li and Bo Wentong on stage, these two entries were immediately trending on Weibo.

Guangli's Weibo account already had 1000 million fans, but now his number has exploded, including Bai Wentong's fans and two cp fans.

Shen Guangluo's Weibo fans suddenly reached 2000 million.

Now Shen Guangluo has to wear a mask even when he goes out, and wraps himself up tightly. Fortunately, Shen Guangluo is already familiar with this way of life, so he doesn't feel that he is not used to it.

Bo Wentong also half-jokingly said to Shen Guangluo: "Guangluo, is it weird for you? I sometimes feel that you are more like a star than me. How about I give you the title of Heavenly King? You must Better than I was."

Shen Guangluo was busy listening to the score written by the trainees, so he glanced at Bo Wentong and ignored him.

Everything is going well these days.

Xie Yan never showed up, nor did anyone related to him, not even Mr. Zhao came to the company.

The only thing that was a little unusual was that during this period of time, Shen Guangluo always felt that someone was watching him.

That person should be at the entrance of Wenxin Entertainment Company. Every time Shen Guangluo leaves the office building, he can feel a group of eyes tightly attached to him. When Shen Guangluo turns around and looks over, he can only see the vast crowd on the street.

A real estate project in Los Angeles is about to start.

Xie Yan returned to Los Angeles this week and was busy with socializing every day, almost only returning home at one or two o'clock in the evening.

Today happened to be Saturday, Xie Yan and Fang Zeyu walked out of the restaurant after eleven o'clock in the evening, and Lao Liu was already waiting downstairs in his car.

Xie Yan and Fang Zeyu were both sitting in the back seat, and they both had a little too much to drink.

Xie Yan propped his elbows on the armrest, resting his head and half-closed his eyes.

Fang Zeyu turned his head to look at his brother, and sighed silently.

In the past, Xie Yan was the protagonist in the entertainment, as the protagonist, he would not be given alcohol, so Xie Yan seldom drank alcohol, and never got drunk.

But today his brother didn't know what was going on, and he never refused anyone who came up to toast.

Fang Zeyu thought it was probably because of Shen Guangluo's matter, although his brother didn't care about it these days, just like usual.

But Fang Zeyu knew that there were very few people his brother could trust in this world, and maybe even Xie Yan didn't completely trust Fang Zeyu's cousin.

But for Shen Guangluo, his brother really didn't have the slightest defense.

Whether it's because Shen Guangluo has liked Xie Yan for many years, or because... Shen Guangluo is a fool.

So when years of cognition and trust collapsed, how could Xie Yan feel better.

Fang Zeyu drank some wine, he was so cowardly, he decided to comfort his brother!

"elder brother."

Fang Zeyu called out.

Xie Yan's eyelashes moved, but he didn't open his eyes, he just let out a slow "Huh?"

Fang Zeyu swallowed: "Brother, I feel that Shen Guangluo must have really liked you before, and maybe he lied to you because he had a last resort."

As soon as Xie Yan heard the word Shen Guangluo, he immediately opened his eyes, looked at Fang Zeyu, and did not speak, as if he was waiting for Fang Zeyu to continue speaking, and seemed to be stopping Fang Zeyu from continuing.

Even Lao Liu took the time to look at Fang Zeyu in the rearview mirror.

Fang Zeyu closed his eyes and continued, "Brother, think about it, you and Shen Guangluo have known each other for so many years, his eyes would glow when he looked at you before, I heard that even when you two divorced, he They chased after your car and ran for 500 meters, brother, how can you say he doesn't like you!"

"Even if he wasn't a fool at the time, he must have had feelings for you. As for how he treats you now, it must be because you were too decisive when you divorced!"

Xie Yan narrowed his eyes.

He also thought of Shen Guangluo's appearance when he was chasing after his car that day.

The heavy rain drenched Shen Guangluo's body, and he fell to the ground, but he still kept crying Xie Yan's name.

Maybe...it is really possible that this is the case.

Xie Yan was thinking like this, and the expression of Shen Guangluo pressing the knife on his neck a few days ago suddenly appeared in his mind. The two images were intertwined, and Xie Yan's mind was a little chaotic.

At this time, the car stopped at the door of Xie Yan's house.

Xie Yan opened the car door and got out of the car. He looked up and saw the lights in the room were dimly lit.

Like every Saturday for three years.

As long as it was Saturday night, Shen Guangluo would turn on the light in the living room, waiting for Xie Yan to come home.

No matter how late it was, when Shen Guangluo saw Xie Yan open the door, his eyes would light up, and then he would go up to meet Xie Yan ecstatically.

As soon as the wind blows, the spirit of alcohol comes to mind.

Xie Yan gradually didn't remember Shen Guangluo's appearance when he held the knife.

Just like before, Xie Yan took the key and walked towards the gate step by step.

The key was inserted into the keyhole, Xie Yan twisted the door lock twice, the key encountered resistance for a while, and it couldn't be opened!

Xie Yan twisted twice more vigorously.

At this time, the door opened from the inside, and a young man stood at the entrance, frowned, looked at Xie Yan and said, "Who are you?"

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