The coquettish president was counterattacked

Yang Silin was so frightened in the bathroom of the bar that he was on the verge of collapse.

Lin Li took him to the best hospital for a full set of examinations. Although he was hit on the head, he didn't hurt his vitals, not even a concussion.

But Yang Silin insisted that he had hallucinations.

Lin Li had no choice but to arrange a psychiatrist for him and order him to concentrate on receiving treatment.

The morning after the attack on the bar, Chu Pei woke up on Yu Qing's bed.

He opened his eyes and saw a strange room, lying on a strange bed, and Yu Qing still appeared beside the bed, looking down at him tenderly: "Good morning, you finally woke up."

Chu Pei reflexively felt something was wrong, he sat up on the bed suddenly regardless of the pain in the back of his head.

Yu Qing was taken aback by his startled action: "What's wrong with you? What stimulated you?"

Chu Pei calmed down for two seconds, looked down and saw that he was wearing the clothes from yesterday's bar, lifted the quilt and took a look inside, and found that the pants were from yesterday, and he immediately calmed down a lot.

Yu smiled lightly, and sat on the edge of the bed to tease: "Chu Pei, who do you think I am? I don't know how to take advantage of others' danger."

"I'm sorry, my head hurts."

Chu Pei raised his hand in embarrassment and rubbed the back of his head, and the memory of last night slowly emerged in his mind.

He remembered that he heard Yang Silin's voice, and the big bump on the back of his head should be caused by Yang Silin.

But...he seemed to have heard Gu Lizhao's voice.

A little hope suddenly ignited in the ashes-silent heart.

"By the way, how did you find me, my last memory is in the bathroom, I can't remember anything else."

He looked at Yu Qing and asked expectantly.

Yu Qing frowned in confusion: "It was a man in a woolen coat who brought you out."

"Is it Gu Lizhao?"

Chu Pei blurted out and held Yu Qing's shoulders emotionally.

Yu Qing raised her eyebrows in confusion: "How could it be Gu Lizhao? If it was really him, I might be scared to pee on the spot."

Chu Pei's eyes gradually dimmed.

"It's this guy."

Yu Qing took out the business card from her trouser pocket and handed it to Chu Pei.

Chu Pei took it, and the word "Xu Qiao" on the black gold-stamped business card hurt his eyes, the circles of his eyes were reddish, and the crescent nails of his right hand sank fiercely into the business card.

Yu Qing was curious: "You know him?"

Chu Pei replied bluntly: "He is also from Gu Lizhao..."

Yu Qing: "...Then why did he appear in the bar?"

Chu Pei's tone was affirmative: "In order to torture me mentally, he and Bai Yi must have joined forces to punish me. Hmph, I finally figured it out. It was they who wanted to drive me crazy."

Yu Qing couldn't help putting her hand on his shoulder lightly: "Chu Pei, how about this, you and that little fresh meat, just the artist you mentioned last night, if you get in touch with each other, maybe your mood will improve. "

When he made this suggestion, his heart felt like a needle prick. It really takes a lot of courage to push the person he likes to others.

Chu Pei couldn't help but smiled wryly: "I look at a man who looks similar to him every day, I won't forget him even more."

"It's because you can't forget, so you might as well go up to him, Chu Pei, even if you didn't see him, you never forgot him, didn't you?" Yu Qing encouraged.

Perhaps it was Yu Qing's encouragement that moved his heart, Chu Pei decided to try to contact Ji Yutao, and specially ordered his agent to get some announcements and roles for Ji Yutao when he signed the job.

Chu Pei tried his best to take him with him when he was working, using the reason of "supporting the younger generation".

Ji Yutao is also very upbeat, obedient, gentle and heart-warming, he hardly has conflicts with others, and he is very popular in work and life.

Chu Pei had only been with him for less than a week, and he already admired him very much.

Ji Yutao is very warm, softer and more humble than Gu Lizhao's pretended personality.

In Ji Yutao, he not only saw Gu Lizhao when he was young, but also saw what he had expected Gu Lizhao to be, being gentle to him, devoted to him, and considerate to him.

Not only is Gu Lizhao in his eyes and heart, but he also likes Gu Lizhao and treats him the same way.

But Gu Lizhao won't do this, Ji Yutao will.

After less than a week of getting along, Chu Pei wasn't sure if he had a comprehensive understanding of Ji Yutao, but he was inexplicably confident that Ji Yutao cared about him more than just his boss.

Probably Gu Lizhao's death day is coming soon, and he urgently needs to get rid of that shadow.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, he called Ji Yutao to get into his car, and it was already past midnight.

Ji Yutao got into the boss's car with trepidation, three parts happy, two parts nervous and one part anticipation of the unknown.

Chu Pei knew that he had a car, but it was better than nothing to hide it: "I'll take you home."

Ji Yutao nodded in bewilderment and replied, "Okay."

Chu Pei slightly curled his lips and smiled lightly. He turned his head and looked out the window. The night was hazy, and the intoxicating night scene was like a long river flowing quietly.

Strictly speaking, it is already past midnight, and Gu Lizhao's death day is today.

Chu Pei suddenly wanted to light a cigarette, he unconsciously took out a cigarette and lit it, this is also Gu Lizhao's favorite brand.

He looked out of the window in a daze, and after taking a few puffs, he heard Ji Yutao's cough and suddenly remembered that he didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he hurriedly asked Oda to hand over the ashtray, and immediately stubbed out the cigarette.

"Are you OK?"

Chu Pei expressed concern.

"It's okay, Brother Chu, you continue."

Ji Yutao stroked his chest and suppressed his cough.

"Smoking is bad for your health. It's good for you. I didn't smoke before."

Chu Pei looked at his eyebrows intently and smiled slightly.

Ji Yutao frowned slightly: "Then why did you smoke later? Is the entertainment industry too stressful?"

Chu Pei staggered his sincere eyes: "That's not it, other reasons."

Ji Yutao saw that Chu Pei didn't really want to talk about this topic, so he shut up and didn't ask any more questions.

Chu Pei's slender, white fingers were wringing each other. He didn't want to be alone on Gu Lizhao's death day (solar calendar), and he didn't want to do any work.

During the mid-autumn day, he went to sweep his father's grave with Uncle Zhong, and chatted with his father alone for a while, talking about his life and work in the past year, but he didn't mention Gu Lizhao at all.

Now that the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, it is Gu Lizhao's death day, and my father's lunar death date and Gu Lizhao's solar death date coincide this year.

Chu Pei's thoughts were chaotic, his car had already parked firmly downstairs of Ji Yutao's house.

Oda turned back to remind him: "Brother, we're here."

Ji Yutao has no tendency to get out of the car at present, but just looks at Chu Pei in a daze, and Chu Pei is not consciously watching him.

"Brother Chu, why don't you go up and have a seat?"

Ji Yutao swallowed his saliva dryly, his voice trembling with tension.

"OK."

Chu Pei was overjoyed.

"..." Xiaotian was stunned, his big eyes fluttering, "brother, are you really going up?"

Chu Pei lied casually: "I can't sleep anyway, so go up and play games with Yutao."

Oda: "Oh, okay."

When he bowed to get out of the car, he tilted his head to confirm with Xiaotian: "Is it because Yutao and I postponed today's schedule?"

Oda: "Don't worry, it's all pushed."

Chu Pei heaved a sigh of relief, followed Ji Yutao within five meters, and behind him Xiao Tian lay down on the passenger window and stopped him: "Brother."

Chu Pei turned around: "What's wrong?"

Ji Yutao also followed him back.

Oda sighed dejectedly: "Brother, I understand you, my condolences are changing..."

Chu Pei: "..."

Then, Xiaotian yelled at Ji Yutao again: "Fresh meat, I handed over my brother to you, you have to watch him closely."

Chu Pei: "..."

Ji Yutao smiled and promised: "Don't worry."

Ji Yutao's house has four bedrooms and two living rooms. It is decorated in a modern Chinese style. The furniture is furnished in warm tones and the atmosphere is very warm.

Chu Pei took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack at the entrance. Inside, like Ji Yutao, he was wearing a black dark pattern suit on the red carpet.

Ji Yutao also hung his coat on the coat rack, and embarrassedly hurried forward to clean up the coffee table and various magazine comics on the sofa: "Sorry, brother Chu, the house is a little messy, I'll clean it up first, you sit down wherever you want. "

"Don't bother," Chu Pei walked over and grabbed his wrist with a smile, "Just make the sofa free, I want to rest here."

Ji Yutao felt the numbness on his wrist spread rapidly, and he asked blushingly, "Brother Chu, don't you want to play a game?"

Chu Pei naturally let go of his wrist, sat down on his soft leather sofa, and looked up at him: "Too tired, I won't play anymore, do you have any extra pajamas, quilts and so on?"

"Yes, but it's not good to let you sleep on the sofa? Why don't you sleep in my room?"

Ji Yutao quickly put the manga on the ground, and turned to pull Chu Pei's arm.

"It's really not necessary," Chu Pei smiled and pushed his hand away, his innocent enthusiasm and the stars in his eyes made Chu Pei feel very beautiful, "I'll just sleep on the sofa."

Ji Yutao still didn't agree, and suggested, "Then I'll make the bed for you, and you can sleep in the guest room."

"Yutao, you really don't need to bother, the sofa is fine," Chu Pei said before lying down on it first, with his arms resting on the back of his head and smiling, "If you feel wronged by me, why don't you watch a movie with me as compensation Bar?"

Ji Yutao smiled as if he had received the grace of God: "Okay, I'll treat you to a movie."

Chu Pei was lying on the sofa, and Ji Yutao was standing beside him.

Ji Yutao stood upright, with his hands in his trouser pockets, the warm yellow light pouring down from above his head, his facial features were naturally covered with a layer of gentle veil.

His own appearance was blurred, and he looked more like Gu Lizhao in Chu Pei's eyes.

Chu Pei looked at his smile, pursed his lips and smiled contentedly, then closed his eyes: "Lie down for a while before going to take a bath."

Ji Yutao: "All right, I'll pack the quilt, pajamas, and toiletries for you."

"Um."

Chu Pei didn't open his eyes.

The image of Ji Yutao before he closed his eyes was frozen in his mind. He knew that it was Ji Yutao, not Gu Lizhao, but the short-lived imagination of not being pierced by others was enough to deceive himself.