My soul pierces the white moonlight of my crush

"Because he has exactly the same eyes as Brother Huai."

The pain of cutting out the heart is nothing more than that.

Silence lingered between the two of them. After a while, Su Yuan raised his hand to block Song Weiji's hand in the corner of his eye.

He opened his mouth to speak, but his lips trembled involuntarily. I don't know if the young man who was watching him closely noticed that Su Yuan quickly turned away.

"Only, you are doing too much."

"Just like that?"

"..."

"Is it just too much?" Song Weiji turned his head compulsively, "Brother Huai, do you think I'm just going too far?"

Su Yuan's lips moved, and he looked at him with his mouth slightly open.

Sorrow and despair flashed in the young man's eyes, and Su Yuan couldn't understand where these emotions came from.

The two just looked at each other like this. When Su Yuan was examining Song Weiji, the young man was also examining his expression, and neither of them said anything.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone broke up the increasingly weird atmosphere, Su Yuan gave a jolt and blocked Song Weiji's hand again.

"Sorry, I'll take a call."

He stood up hastily and slowly moved aside.

The scorching gaze of the young man has been following him like a light on his back.

It was Xiao Yichen calling.

"You haven't gone back yet, have you?"

Su Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Not yet."

"Wait for me for half an hour, and I'll come pick you up."

Su Yuan turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall, it turned out that it was already so late: "No need, the driver is still downstairs..."

"I'll pick you up."

With a tone that could not be refused, the sound of his hurried footsteps could be clearly heard.

Su Yuan paused: "Okay."

Turning around, Song Weiji asked indifferently: "Xiao Yichen?"

Su Yuan lowered his eyes and nodded indiscriminately.

Song Weiji looked at what he was thinking, put his elbow on the back of the sofa, and scratched his bangs casually.Probably because of work needs, he has short shoulder-length hair, and the slightly curly hair is tied casually, revealing an increasingly thinner but extraordinarily handsome face.

Regardless of the scenery in front of the camera, the youth under the camera has lost too much weight in the past six months, and looks particularly pitiful.

When the two were together before, even if the young man disdained his excessive concern, he would always eat well under his supervision.I don't know how his assistant takes care of people, to take care of a rising superstar who is going to be fierce like this.

Su Yuan couldn't bear it: "No matter how busy you are, you still have to eat well. Let's see how thin you are."

Song Weiji glanced at him, and looked away in embarrassment.

"Youth is indeed a kind of capital, but if you don't pay attention to maintenance now, you will know how good it is in 20 years."

"You do not understand."

"I don't understand anything. I'm also an experienced person. When we were young, we all tried our best to fight hard, but we have to do what we can. You are different from others. You are only yourself. Your starting point is higher than others. Too much, no need to mess yourself up—”

"You don't understand!" Song Weiji suddenly raised his voice, his expression turned ferocious for a moment.

Su Yuan looked at him in surprise, paused, and said, "Sorry."

Song Weiji pursed his lips tightly.

There was another silence until the doorbell rang.Song Weiji got up silently and opened the door.

The two tall men stood at the door and faced each other for two seconds, Su Yuan leaned on his crutches and moved to the door with some unease, Xiao Yichen twitched the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to him through Song Weiji: "Let's go, Qiao Huai. "

Standing behind Song Weiji, he could clearly feel the muscles in his back tensing up.Su Yuan helplessly gave Xiao Yichen a warning look.

The smile on the corner of Xiao Yichen's mouth got bigger instead, he turned slightly sideways as if nothing had happened, and took a step forward to grab Su Yuan's hand.

Song Weiji leaned against the door, his eyes swept over the hands they held together, and then fell on Su Yuan's face.

Being stared at by his eyes immediately felt dry mouthed, Su Yuan forced a smile: "Then I'll go back first."

Su Yuan thought that Song Weiji would definitely say something to embarrass him or Xiao Yichen, but until he walked out of the door, he didn't say anything, even his expression relaxed.

Instead, Xiao Yichen supported him and said, "Weiji, come to the company tomorrow, I think we need to talk."

"I'm flying to Japan early tomorrow morning."

"After moving, I will inform Fang Qiong."

Song Weiji leaned against the door with his hands folded and looked at him leisurely, then his eyes suddenly turned to Su Yuan: "If you want to talk about bringing Brother Huai along."

Xiao Yichen followed him to glance at Su Yuan, paused, and said with a smile, "Okay."

The young man watched them walk into the elevator thoughtfully, the calmness on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a deep thought.

After getting into the car, Su Yuan let out a heavy breath.A strange feeling came to his heart, Su Yuan asked eagerly, "What does he mean?"

Xiao Yichen glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and started the car.

"Did he... did he see something...?"

Xiao Yichen paused slightly with the hand holding the steering wheel, and soon returned to calmness.

"Maybe he just wants Qiao Huai to know that I care about someone other than him."

Su Yuan looked at him with his brows tightly knit.

Is it really?Is he overthinking...

"Be good to Qiao Huai, maybe you will understand what's going on tomorrow."

Su Yuan took a deep breath and nodded.It can only be the.

Xiao Yichen raised his hand and stroked his head reassuringly.

This kind of intimate behavior like treating a child made Su Yuan very uncomfortable, not to mention that the other party was only 26 years old, three years younger than him.He waved his hand open: "I'm not a woman, don't treat me like a woman."

Xiao Yichen was aroused by his rhetoric: "It would be much easier if you were a woman. I just need to make your belly bigger, and you will know who is your man."

"Why is your mouth so cheap? Is it natural?"

"That's not true," Xiao Yichen smiled wickedly, "Don't you know? I'm just being so mean to you."

Su Yuan laughed angrily: "Ha, that's really flattering me."

Su Yuan was so nervous that he didn't close his eyes much all night, and finally fell asleep when it was dawn.

This time I fell asleep in a trance, half dreaming and half awake, feeling like I was pressed by a ghost, and even had some difficulty breathing.It wasn't until consciousness suddenly returned to his body that he realized what kind of ghost was pressing the bed, and there was really a person pressing on him.

With a piece of paper covering his face, Su Yuan pulled out his hand with great difficulty to remove the paper, his face blushed when he glanced at the content on the paper out of the corner of his eye.

Xiao Yichen sat on his lap, with a regretful expression on his face: "Why did I wake up so soon, I want to simulate the feeling of being tender with the real you."

Su Yuan rolled up the paper with his face photo printed on it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Is there something wrong with you!!!"

"It's just a joke, do you need to be so excited?" Xiao Yichen still cared about his leg not being healed, avoided the paper ball and rolled over him neatly, ran to open the door with big strides, "I'll wait for you outside, it's time to go to the company."

Not only did he not sleep well, but he also encountered such a stupid thing early in the morning. Su Yuan washed himself up exhausted, ate a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup, and then got into Xiao Yichen's car.

The president's office is on the top floor, and after the elevator door is the assistant and secretary's office.These people went to work early and waited, and it was not surprising to see Qiao Huai appearing with Xiao Yichen.

It's just that I haven't seen the two of them together for a long time. The secretaries still discuss whether Qiao Huai has fallen out of favor from time to time, but occasionally they hear some gossip about the two of them, and they don't know what's going on.

However, looking at how Mr. Xiao was on the saddle, and Qiao Huai's lukewarm appearance, everyone's eyes widened. They didn't expect to see each other for a few months. The atmosphere between the two of them was really adjusted. indivual.

Su Yuan was only thinking about the conversation to come, completely oblivious to the ambiguous eyes of others.

The two entered the president's room, Xiao Yichen helped him to the sofa, and gave him a tablet and some books.

Su Yuan drank the coffee brought in by the secretary and read a book to pass the time, but his mind was not on it, so he stared blankly at the floor-to-ceiling windows before he knew it.

People came in and out from time to time, every time Su Yuan thought it was Song Weiji, but every time he looked away in disappointment.

Although he was nervous, he looked forward to it even more.

After all, this conversation will be about the ownership of his own body.

His fingers accidentally touched the red string on his wrist, Su Yuan looked down.After touching the transfer bead, Su Yuan felt a strange feeling in his heart.

At this moment, the intercom phone rang again, and he heard Xiao Yichen pause before saying: "Let him in, before he goes out, don't bother anyone."

He raised his head to look at Xiao Yichen, who nodded to him.

Su Yuan's heart beat violently several times.

Song Weiji quickly opened the door and walked in. He first looked in Xiao Yichen's direction, then turned his head and saw Su Yuan sitting on the other side of the room.

Then he walked to the sofa area and sat opposite Su Yuan.

Xiao Yichen also came over.

"Want something to drink?"

Song Weiji crossed his legs, leaned on the sofa casually, and shook his head: "No need."

Xiao Yichen nodded, and sat down beside Su Yuan.

Song Weiji's dark pupils flashed.

"You should also understand why I came to you, let's get straight to the point, since I am looking for you, I am absolutely sure that Su Yuan is in your hands. Even if someone helps you hide all this, it is illegal for you to do so ,do you know?"

Song Weiji raised his chin slightly: "I said, I don't know anything."

"Even your second brother acquiesces that he is helping you, do you still have to be stubborn?"

"Acquiesce?" Song Weiji twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, "Since you used the word 'acceptance', it's just your imagination. Did my second brother tell you anything in person?"

Xiao Yichen looked at him with half-closed eyes: "Song Weiji, let me tell you again, hand over Su Yuan, don't think that no one dares to touch you, even if it is true, but this kind of thing, in the eyes of your Song family It’s not a big deal after all. If I want to force you, as long as I find your father, even if you don’t want to, this is after all your second brother’s business. When the time comes, you have to give it to me if you want it. If you don’t want to give it to me, you will naturally With your second brother making decisions for you, you don't understand the truth, do you?"

Song Weiji's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Your father is studying abroad. I don't want to disturb his old man and make him worry for nothing. Whether you want to trouble him or not depends on whether you are a filial son or not."

After a long silence, Song Weiji said in a deep voice: "Su Yuan is just an insignificant artist. He was never taken seriously before the car accident. Why, now that he is in a vegetable state, the company is concerned? Or is it actually you? Personal meaning?"

Song Weiji who said this did not look at Xiao Yichen, but looked straight into Su Yuan's eyes.

Xiao Yichen casually put his hand on Su Yuan's shoulder: "After all, Su Yuan is an artist under Hongtu's banner. He has no relatives. The company must be the first to take responsibility for him. Now, he doesn't even know where others are." I don’t know, if this kind of thing gets out, it will have a bad impact on the company.”

"Don't be kidding, who of you took care of him after his accident?"

"Isn't it that you have taken the lead before you have time to take care of it?"

Song Weiji sneered: "Okay, I can tell you that Su Yuan is indeed with me."

really.

Su Yuan's heart tightened, and he quietly waited for the next sentence.

Song Weiji didn't speak for a long while, and after a long time, he lazily said: "Since Mr. Xiao is only afraid of bad influence on the company, I can guarantee that I will do the best treatment for him, and if necessary in the future, I can treat all of these As if it was done by the company, you don’t have to worry about the rest.”

Xiao Yichen looked at him for a while: "It seems that you forced me to find the old man."

"Don't worry, before that, I will hide him in a place where my second brother can't find him."

"Song Weiji!" Xiao Yichen shouted angrily and stood up.

The young man looked at him without fear.

The tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, and Su Yuan was flustered and worried that the relationship between the two people who were originally at odds would get worse because of him, and his heart felt as if stuffed with a big ball of cotton.

He could no longer maintain the elegance and calmness of being Qiao Huai, stood up dejectedly, and pressed Xiao Yichen's shoulder.

"Forget it," he didn't look at anyone, his eyes were fixed on his toes, "Weiji is right, he is just an insignificant person, he is fighting over and over again, it seems to be very important, Su Yuan, even if he is dead I will only get a few sighs, why bother for such a person..."

Song Weiji who was sitting also stood up suddenly.

Su Yuan raised his eyelids subconsciously, but was shocked by the anger and pain in the young man's eyes.

He pursed his lips, only to realize that Qiao Huai, who was always gentle and kind, would never say such a thing.

The young man's hands hanging by his sides were tightly clenched into fists. Su Yuan looked at him in fear, not because he was afraid that he would punch him, but because of his slip of the tongue, Qiao Huai's original image would be lost in the eyes of his admirers. Big discount.

"Sorry, I actually..."

"Actually what?" Song Weiji looked at him, showing contempt for the first time, "Actually, you are just a coward."

"..." Su Yuan didn't quite understand what he meant, but it wasn't in an atmosphere where he could raise doubts.

Song Weiji suddenly laughed "ha", and vigorously plucked the hair on his forehead that was hanging down to cover his eyes.

"Why am I not?"

"……"What's the meaning?

Xiao Yichen looked at him with a frown, without Su Yuan's doubts, but as if he had glimpsed something, he twitched the corner of his mouth: "Song Weiji, I will give you another week to think about it, if you don't give him to me, I will I will have a good talk with your father, believe me, at that time, I will make you regret it, at least if you hand him over with your own hands, you can still see him when you want to see him."

Song Weiji glanced at him fiercely, turned around, opened the door, and strode away.

When the door was closed heavily, Su Yuan collapsed on the sofa as if he lost his strength.

Xiao Yichen looked down at him, raised his fingers for a while, and combed the messy hair on his forehead.

Su Yuan, who had his eyes closed, opened them slightly.

Seeing Xiao Yichen's expression, he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

After a long time, the man suddenly sighed.

"I have a hunch, Su Yuan, after you return to your identity, I will eventually lose you."

Frowning slowly, Su Yuan was affected by his never-before-seen melancholy, and moved uncomfortably. He hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to hold Xiao Yichen's.

"No." He reassured softly.