double duty

The lounge was empty, the windows were tightly sealed, and no sound of wind could leak in, so that Shang Yizhou's suppressed voice became clear enough.

despair, pain.

Countless thorns as thin as a cow's hair rolled into balls, rolling back and forth in Gu Zhi's heart.

The palms were clenched tightly, and the nails pressed into the flesh, leaving white marks one after another.

He thought that his heart should have become cold long ago, and he would not be touched by it again.

But...why is he still sad?

"Shang Yizhou." Gu Zhi's voice was hoarse, as if a huge stone was pressing his throat, "Don't look pitiful in front of me, it's not like this when you tricked me to play with me," he said softly in a hoarse voice Sneered, "Don't say whether you love me or not, you are not worthy."

After saying that, Gu Zhi turned and left the lounge, and went straight to the toilet.

He locked the door of the compartment, slammed his back against the door, and held his lips tightly with his left hand. The tears that had accumulated for a long time were finally freed and flowed down the back of his hand.

In the next recording, both Gu Zhi and Shang Yizhen were out of state, especially Shang Yizhen, whose lips were pale and pale, as if he was about to fall down in the next second. The director was so scared that he asked him frequently if he needed to stop.

Shang Yizhou refused, he asked a makeup artist to put some makeup on him to make him look not so bad, and continued shooting as a background board.

After the last issue, their respective positions have been clarified. Lu Jue and Mo Zhenzhen are undoubtedly responsible for being funny, Mu Xingchen is responsible for intelligence, Song Yu's next-door sister, and Gu Zhi and Shang Yizhou just stand aside. That's right, their god-given looks allow them to grab everyone's attention without too much movement.

In the evening, the director showed great kindness, stopped messing around, and happily let everyone go back to the hotel to sleep.

As soon as Gu Zhi entered the room, he went to take a shower. At the end of the day, he sweated a lot, and the clothes inside were sticky to his skin.

Looking out from the balcony of the hotel, it is a dimly lit amusement park, the scenery is excellent, but Gu Zhi has no desire to appreciate it, this program made him physically and mentally exhausted.

I was extremely tired, every part of my body was clamoring for a rest, but my mind was extremely clear.

He took out the medicine from his clothes and swallowed it dryly. He closed his eyes, and there was silence in his ears, and gradually he felt drowsy.

"Ding--"

The ear-piercing wechat notification sound completely dispelled the drowsiness, Gu Zhi rubbed the center of his brows wearily, and stretched his other hand to the side of the bed to pick up the phone.

The screen was dazzling, Gu Zhi fumbled to turn on the light, and took a few seconds to get used to it.

He clicked on it, and it was Chen Zhu who sent him the message.

And Chen Zhu's last message was more than half a year ago.

[Chen Zhu: Are you free?have a chat. 】

Gu Zhi stared at the message box, a little dazed. His relationship with Chen Zhu was not good, but it was not bad either. Chen Zhu had helped him a lot indirectly or directly, although it was all for Shang Yizhen's sake. .

But the grace of dripping water should be repaid by the spring.

This is what Zhao Shuyi taught him.

[Gu Zhi: Tell me. 】

Not two seconds after the message passed, Chen Yi called one by one.

Gu Zhi's fingertips rested on the top of the screen, Chen Zhu came to him only for Shang Yizhou, for Shang Yizhou, he thought he had nothing to chat with Chen Zhu.

He pursed his lips, and pressed connect a second before the phone automatically hung up.

"..."

Ten seconds of silence.

Gu Zhi: "You—"

Chen Zhu: "Did you know that Shang Yizhen can't take part in stimulus projects?" He didn't intend to wait for Gu Zhi's answer, and answered the words by himself, "You don't know, Shang Yizhen almost gave up acting in order to shoot the same variety show as you 【Light and Shadow】, you know?"

"You still don't know!" Chen Zhu was angry and anxious, "Do you know how much he invested in this variety show? You definitely don't know either!"

Gu Zhi pursed his lips, silently waiting for Chen Zhu to vent.

"What about you? You can force him to death. Don't you know how he treats you after raising you for so many years? Ah, Gu Zhi? Do you have to drive him to death?"

Chen Zhu was in the living room of Shang Yizhou's suite, turning around angrily. If his assistant hadn't sent him a message, he wouldn't have known that Shang Yizhou had filmed this issue.

When he arrived, Shang Yizhou was nestled on the balcony, smoking all over the place, the smell of smoke made him almost vomit.

Chen Zhu immediately snatched the cigarette down, "Ancestor, don't you have lungs? Did you fucking forget what the doctor said?"

Shang Yizhou's expression was flat, but his fingertips trembled violently.

He has only smoked such a strong cigarette twice, the first time was when Xu Yuqiu couldn't accept him and fled the country in fear.

Once is now.

After Xu Yuqiu left, he quit smoking.

But Gu Zhi infected him again, and he couldn't even quit.

He has always been able to let go, Xu Yuqiu was afraid that when he ran away, he would let go of this relationship, but he was not reconciled, so he kept looking for people similar to Xu Yuqiu to find comfort from them.

It should be the same for Gu Zhi, when Gu Zhi reiterated over and over again that when he is not wanted, he should give up on Gu Zhi just like giving up on Xu Yuqiu.

But once this idea appeared, he felt so uncomfortable that he was about to die.

He didn't dare to go back to the golden area in the south of the city. The sofa, the living room, the kitchen, every place and every corner were filled with Gu Zhi's aura.

As soon as you close your eyes, the doorbell will ring, and Gu Zhi will gently open the door, come up and hug him, "Brother, I'm back."

But when he opened his eyes again, there was nothingness in front of him.

Shang Yizhou: "Chen Zhu, return me."

Chen Zhulai was angry, "Ancestor, if you like it, go and chase it back. What are you smoking here?"

Shang Yizhou parted his lips, the shattered light in his eyes said, "...he doesn't want me anymore."

"No?" Chen Zhu frowned, as if his own cabbage was so good, Gu Zhi actually disliked it and refused to give it to him, "Is he crazy?"

The more Chen Zhu thought about it, the more angry he confiscated all the cigarettes, threw Shang Yizhen on the balcony alone, and ran to the living room to call Gu Zhi.

After venting, most of Chen Zhu's anger subsided, but after not hearing Gu Zhi's words for a long time, Chen Zhu thought he hung up, took the phone away from his ear, and the screen suddenly lit up.

no hang up.

Didn't hang up and still talk?

Chen Zhu calmed down, did he speak too harshly and frightened people?

"You said you liked like that at the beginning, and finally hoped that he liked you? What else are you doing? Wouldn't it be nice to have a happy ending together?"

Chen Zhu didn't get involved with the two of them, he didn't know the details, except that Gu Zhi really liked Shang Yizhou.

One year's New Year's Eve, Shang Yizhen was filming a commercial. Gu Zhi had just entered the entertainment industry at that time, and came to visit the set after filming. None of the staff present knew him, so they directly classified him as an annoying illegitimate fan. Outside the studio, don't let him in.

Counting nine cold months, the child put on a not-so-thick padded jacket by himself, and huddled under the big tree outside the studio.

When Shang Yizhou came out, it was early in the morning, and the child was almost frozen to death. When he asked the security guard, he found out that he had been waiting for seven hours.

The child was so cold that his face was red and his ears were red. When he saw Shang Yizhen, he couldn't stand still, but he didn't complain at all, and handed Shang Yizhou the gadget that was in his arms.

A small pyrotechnic stick.

Gu Zhi's eyes were bright, as if reflecting the Milky Way, "Brother, Happy New Year."

Chen Zhu has never forgotten the voice full of expectation and love.

"Do I need to know?"

So that when the thin and cold words came from the receiver, Chen Zhu wondered if he had made a wrong call.