We are divorced ok? [Entertainment]

Zhou Han went back alone, and when he left Kowloon City, someone called him. At first, he thought it was Song Zhixi, because besides him, no one would take the initiative to contact him now.

But not him.

Zhou Han glanced at the caller ID and hung up, Xue Xingchen.

Ever since his character and his purpose of getting close to him were exposed on the Internet, he has no affection for this person.

After hanging up his phone, he remembered that Song Zhixi had been blocked before, so he couldn't answer even if he wanted to call him.

At first he wanted to pull him back, but the moment he pointed his finger at the screen, Xue Xingchen called again, and he just touched the answer button, and answered it.

"Zhou Han, it was all my fault before. I was forced by Jia Hua. In the beginning, my purpose of approaching you was really not for money or profit. He forced me to do this!"

"Oh." Zhou Han responded casually without hanging up the phone, wanting to hear what else he could say.

"You have to believe me. I used to really treat you as a friend. Although liking you is fake, but a friend is sincere."

"Oh." Zhou Han still used the same word and tone.

"You...I really know that I was wrong, can I... meet you, I want to apologize to you in person. "

Zhou Han immediately refuted him, "It's fine to meet once, I accept your apology, so be it."

As he said that, he was about to hang up the phone, but when he looked up, he suddenly saw a figure standing beside the street lamp on the side of the road.

This is the entrance of Kowloon City, and there is only such an entrance, so this is the only way to go out.

Zhou Han quickly recognized the figure as Xue Xingchen. The neighborhood is remote and deserted. He wanted to walk around him, but he walked over quickly and stopped him.

"Don't go, listen to me!"

Zhou Han replied impatiently, "It's useless for you to pester me now, and it's not me who exposed you on the Internet."

The implication is that if you want to apologize, you are going to Song Zhixi, and it has nothing to do with yourself.

"But he is for you." Xue Xingchen looked very decadent, as if his mental state was not very good.

"For me? It's not because you provoked him to expose him to divorce that he wants to deal with you?"

"That's why I found someone to embarrass you first. I was afraid that he would find out, so I wanted to act first. I was really deceived by Jia Hua at the beginning. I didn't want to hurt you!"

Seeing Xue Xingchen's sincere attitude, Zhou Han finally had the patience to listen to him, and knew that he must have something to ask for his help.

"Tell me your purpose." He got straight to the point and didn't go around the bush.

"My purpose...of course, is to let Song Zhixi withdraw my remarks from the Internet and publicly apologize to me..."

Before Zhou Han had time to say how this was possible, Xue Xingchen raised his hand and took a piece of cloth to cover his mouth and nose.

He knew that Xue Xingchen had no good intentions, so he had already prepared himself, raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, twisting his arm into a twist.

"Ah——" Xue Xingchen screamed, threw the piece of cloth, but quickly took out a knife with the other hand, and slashed at Zhou Han's hand that twisted his arm.

However, Zhou Han reacted very quickly, so the incision was not deep, but the skin was broken, but he grinned in pain, and even though he let go, he kicked him hard, kicking him to the ground.

"I think you are not only low in EQ, but also low in IQ." Zhou Han walked over step by step, squatted down, picked up the knife on the ground and pressed it against his neck, making him dare not move at all. Concerned about whether you were cheated by Jia Hua, in short, you do all these things because you want money and fame. You thought I could give it to you, but found out that I was leaving the house, and I was afraid of Song Zhixi when I got revenge. I was looking for trouble for you, so I wanted to kill him too..."

"You really don't have any brains at all. I used to think that bad guys have a high IQ, but now it really subverts my perception of bad guys."

Xue Xingchen looked at the knife against his neck, his face turned pale with fright, he couldn't speak clearly, only murmured incoherently, "I'm not...I...really..."

"Fortunately, you met me. I can't do anywhere, but I just like to be soft-hearted."

Zhou Han felt that he was actually quite miserable. Although he deserved to be blamed, he didn't have the heart to kill them all. Besides, such a person with low quotient, let him live and continue to be beaten by the society.

So I put away the knife on his neck, fearing that he would fight back again, so I confiscated the knife, stood up, "Forget it, I'll just pretend it didn't happen, and don't bother me anymore, you just want to kidnap me Am I threatening Song Zhixi to bow to you?"

"Let me tell you that all your methods of dealing with Song Zhixi are seeking your own death. If you drive him into a hurry, you probably will die."

Zhou Han knew very well about Song Zhixi's character. If Xue Xingchen really kidnapped him and threatened him, he might do something worse.

The wind at night was a bit cold, and it was already early in the morning. Zhou Han walked a few steps and found that it was too late to get a taxi, so he used a car-hailing app, and it took half an hour to get to his place at the fastest place.

He waited with folded arms in the icy night wind, surrounded by only a dim night light, and the closed shops behind him.

He was already far away from Xue Xingchen's position, so he dropped the knife in his hand.

Otherwise, the driver thought he was going to rob him when he came.

But the incision on the hand is painful, especially in the cold night, the blood has stopped bleeding a long time ago, it just hurts.

Fortunately, after waiting for half an hour, the car finally arrived.

……

The moment the door was opened, the room was pitch black.

He still didn't come back.

Song Zhixi called him and found out that the phone was turned off. By the way, the phone was also turned off when he called him in the hospital. Obviously, it was blocked.

Looking at the darkness in the room, he held onto the door frame in a daze for a full minute, then turned and went downstairs.

There is no anger inside, only panic.

He suddenly remembered that when he was in Sioux City, he had waited for him all afternoon, fearing that he would not come back, he was so panicked that he would die, but he still didn't come back.

He knew that he was most afraid of this, but he repeated it again and again... Is there really no way to impress him a little bit?After so long and doing so much, he can be soft-hearted to everyone, why can't he be soft-hearted to himself?

When he walked downstairs, he didn't panic anymore, and finally realized that he still had to film. Even if he didn't come back at night, he would still be able to see him in the crew tomorrow.

It was tiring after a day of acting, especially when one person played two roles, but he just didn't want to go upstairs to rest.

This insistence lasted for more than half an hour, and the street downstairs of the hotel was long gone. Occasionally, a few cars drove by, but none of them had a tendency to stop.

He didn't expect much at first, but suddenly a car stopped in front of him, and the moment he saw the person getting off from the car, his eyes seemed to light up.

He quickly walked over, and before Zhou Han could respond, he pressed his whole body over and hugged him in his arms.

Zhou Han was taken aback by him, even the driver was a little frightened, and couldn't help but ask, "Is this...haven't seen you for many years?"

Zhou Han smiled dryly and waved at the driver, and the driver closed the door and didn't bother anymore. Before leaving, he said, "Remember to give a five-star praise~"

The car had been driving for a long time, but Song Zhixi still kept holding her tightly and didn't speak, but his hands were getting tighter and tighter.

"It's cold outside, I want to hug... can I go back and hug me?" Zhou Han finally couldn't help reminding him.

"You promise me that you won't want me... just go back."

"I didn't want you, I just came back a little late and lost my way."

Song Zhixi let go of him, and quickly noticed the injury on his hand, picked it up and asked nervously, "How did you get hurt?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Han quickly thought about what he was going to say, "I don't know what I accidentally scratched on the side of the road while walking, and you know it's so dark in Kowloon City..."

"Really?" Song Zhixi was dubious, and his tone was not quite right.

"Really, stop asking." Zhou Han frowned, mainly because the wound was too painful and he had to endure it again, so his attitude was not very good.

Song Zhixi was keenly aware that this matter was absolutely tricky, he was lost and accidentally injured, how could it be such a coincidence?

So Zhou Han also saw a clue from his disbelieving expression and eyes, and finally told the truth, "...it's Xue Xingchen."

"How dare he..."

"Didn't you force this? If it's okay, let's save people a way to survive, and teach them a lesson. There's no need to kill them all. Let's forget about it. Although the entire network ban won't last long, it's enough for him."

After Zhou Han finished speaking, he suddenly moved closer to Song Zhixi's shoulder and neck and sniffed, as if he could smell a very faint smell.

"Are you smoking?"

"Ah...?" Song Zhixi pretended to be stupid for a moment, thinking that he could smell it?

"You [ah] what?" Zhou Han looked at him amusedly, like a child who did something wrong, and he was no stranger to his collapse.

"It's nothing." Song Zhixi immediately returned to his usual appearance, and said confidently, "What's wrong with smoking?"

"You promised me to quit before."

"Is there?" Song Zhixi planned to pretend to have amnesia, "I don't remember."

"Hehe, don't you remember?" Zhou Han had already seen that he was pretending, and his acting skills were clumsy.

This is the actor, the actor is very good at acting in everything, but he can't play amnesia.

"You care about me so much every day, and you don't discipline yourself. Forget it this time. I'll let you go. I'll find out next time... Your birthday present will be gone!"

"birthday present?"

Zhou Han bypassed him and walked into the hotel with his hands in his pockets, and said as he walked, "Next Sunday is your birthday, don't you even remember it yourself?"

Song Zhixi really didn't remember, and he didn't expect Zhou Han to remember, and he never had a birthday.

In other words, he kept everyone who wanted to celebrate his birthday out of his own ice, and he always felt that formal things and festivals were meaningless.

He went upstairs with Zhou Han, did not speak but heard him continue, "I don't know what's wrong, I can't forget your birthday every year... I still can't forget that you said that the cake I made was ugly, and that you wouldn't even give you money." eat."