Don't look for the old attack in the crematorium

"...Leave it alone..." Gu Wenyu murmured softly, his eyes were slack and he stared forward, his thin lips were slightly parted, and he said something, his voice was hoarse and soft, Gu Haifeng couldn't hear clearly.

Suddenly there was the sound of something breaking, Gu Haifeng didn't pay attention to it, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the wet blanket in Gu Wenyu's hand.

Looking up, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and shouted: "Brother, your hand!"

The wine bottle that Gu Wenyu was holding just now had broken into pieces of glass at some point, and his hand was still tightly holding a larger piece.

The sharp glass cut into his flesh, and blood flowed out from the cut, drop by drop at first, and then with the force of the man's hand, the glass cut deeper into the flesh, and the blood began to flow out quickly.

"Brother, don't use any more force! That's glass, if you use more force, your hand will be cut even deeper by the glass!" Gu Haifeng shouted nervously.

Gu Wenyu didn't let go of the hand holding the glass shards, the blood soaked the glass shards, and the blanket next to it was wet because of the blood infiltration.

The bloody smell slowly spread, pouring into Gu Haifeng's nose.

"Brother!" Looking at the deep wound pierced by the glass, Gu Haifeng sucked the blood flowing out like a stream, dazed for a moment, and hurriedly picked up the phone and pressed a few times.

"Doctor, come quickly, my brother's hands are bleeding all the time, and he can't stop it!"

Gu Wenyu didn't seem to feel the pain, he looked down at the blood that was still flowing out slowly, without any expression on his face, as if it was an innocuous wound.

The doctor arrived quickly, and he didn't have time to be surprised when he saw the mess, so he hurried to Gu Wenyu to see his hand.

When examining the injury, the doctors were surprised to see how deep the glass was cut.

"Brother, don't you really feel pain? The glass almost went straight into the bone." Gu Haifeng frowned and asked, he felt pain even looking at it.

The doctor is still the same private doctor as before. He knows something about Gu Wenyu and Lin Qingran, but the reason is not clear, only that the two separated.

In the seven years since Lin Qingran and Gu Wenyu separated, Gu Wenyu basically didn't use him. I don't know if he is in good health or because he spends all his time at work and has no time to get sick.

Time passed like this, until Gu Wenyu called him for the first time last time, and the man's deep voice sounded anxious and uneasy.

When he rushed to Gu Wenyu's house anxiously and saw the boy he met seven years ago, he immediately understood what was going on.

It's just that I didn't expect that after answering the phone this time, what I saw would be Gu Wenyu's self-harm.

The wound was so severe that the doctor gave Gu Wenyu an anti-inflammatory injection and sewed more than a dozen stitches on the wound.

After treating the wound, the doctor instructed: "Master Gu, remember not to touch the wound with water, this time the injury is quite serious, you need to rest well, otherwise it will be easy to get inflammation."

Gu Haifeng sent the doctor away, sat on the sofa, looked at Gu Wenyu's bandaged wound, and sighed softly: "Brother, remember what the doctor said, don't let the wound touch the water."

Gu Wenyu looked at his bandaged hands, dazed in a daze, his deep eyes were sharp and cold, but he couldn't see through the emotions inside.

Lin Qingran returned to the crew hotel, and as soon as the door opened, the meat floss came running up on his short legs, groaning at his feet.

Smelling the fragrance of the essential oils that still remained on his body, Rousong lowered his ears and rubbed his calf lightly: "Aww..."

"What's wrong?" Lin Qingran squatted down, holding the meat floss in her arms: "Are you hungry? Isn't waiting at home a bit boring?"

"I'm sorry." He stroked the meat floss comfortingly, and he took a piece of jerky in his hand and fed the meat floss.

A few days ago, he refused to eat meat floss until he finally saw Gu Wenyu. Although he didn't eat much now, he still ate.

"Aww..." Rouxong bit the jerky in his mouth, looked at Lin Qingran with round black eyes, and rubbed against him coquettishly.

Sniffing on his coat, the meat floss suddenly "wowed", and his energy was much better than before.

Remembering that this coat was given to him by Gu Wenyu, and it should smell like a possessive man, Lin Qingran took off the coat with a cold expression and threw it into the washing machine.

"Aww..." Rousong's ears, which had just been pricked up with difficulty, drooped again, lying on the sofa and staring at Lin Qingran listlessly.

"Deng Ding Ding!" There was a sound of opening the door, and then He Yi's voice came from the door: "I brought you food back!"

Lin Qingran fixed the washing machine and let it run, raised her head and said, "It's so fast, why don't you play for a while?"

He Yi put the packed food on the table, lay down with a tired look, looked at the ceiling and said, "I'm afraid you're hungry."

His voice was tired: "Today, my boyfriend and I went to the amusement park for a day. It's been a long time since I played such an exciting game. I'm so tired!"

Glancing at Lin Qingran on the balcony, he shouted: "Come and eat, you must be hungry, it's past seven o'clock."

"Come here." Lin Qingran came back from the balcony, took a few pieces of dried meat for the floss, and stroked its back.

"This dog is really good." He Yi glanced at the meat floss.

Lin Qingran stroked Rouxong's head and nodded gently: "Well, Rouxong has always been very good."

"Oh, that's right." He Yi lay down and asked, "Did Frank see you today?"

Lin Qingran nodded: "Gu Wenyu was there when he came today, but luckily Frank can't understand Chinese."

He Yi immediately sat up straight when he heard "Gu Wenyu": "Why is Gu Wenyu here? He still has the face to come?!"

Lin Qingran briefly talked about what happened today, but he skipped the uncomfortable episode of being kissed by force.

He Yi heard two "tsk tsk", and snorted mockingly: "Gu Wenyu is also really weird, let him chase you here after you moved, and he will follow you when you know you are going to open a house. He is sick, really want to see the scene?! "

Lying back again, He Yi glanced at Lin Qingran's waist: "How is your waist now? Frank's massage skills are very good. If my boyfriend didn't know him, I'm afraid I can't find him to help."

"It's much better, thank you boyfriend for me." Lin Qingran leaned on the sofa and hugged the meat floss on his lap: "Now it's the recovery period, except for the occasional pain, it's nothing serious."

"Be careful." He Yi sighed: "It's a good thing to be involved in filming, but you can't work too hard. If you consume your body like this, your body will collapse sooner or later."

Glancing at the food on the table, he said helplessly, "You don't listen to me every time, forget it, let's eat first."

Lin Qingran nodded, and gave half of the meat to the floss before starting to eat.

He didn't eat much, and when he was full, his cell phone vibrated suddenly.

Looking at the notes on the call, he answered, "Director?"

Listening to the speech over there, Lin Qingran slowly lowered her eyelashes and said, "Understood, thank you director."

Looking at Lin Qingran's expression, He Yi frowned thoughtfully.

In the top building in the city center on the M floor, the professional secretary Wang walked to the president's office with a few documents in his hand, knocked on the door and heard a response before opening the door.

"President."

Gu Wenyu didn't raise his eyes, and continued to work indifferently.

Handing several documents in his hand to Gu Wenyu, Secretary Wang said: "This is the document you asked for last time, President, and everything has been sorted out."

"And..." Secretary Wang handed over the last document in his hand to Gu Wenyu, and said, "This is the information you asked me to check, President."

Gu Wenyu finally raised his head at this moment, took the file and opened it to read.

The man's long and narrow eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes were focused on the document. As his eyes moved down on the document, his eyes were stained with cold hostility.

The surrounding air exuded a dangerous atmosphere. Secretary Wang felt that the air dropped several degrees. He tensed his body and took a few deep breaths before he was able to speak.

"President, the person you asked me to check is Flender. He is of Chinese-German mixed race. He has been living in Germany. He has only come back to China in the past year. He is the owner of a hot pot restaurant. He has good massage skills, but he rarely helps people. Massage jobs are said to be hard to find."

Gu Wenyu listened, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, tapped the table with his slender index and middle fingers, and said in a deep voice, "Continue."

After receiving the order, Secretary Wang slowed down and continued: "Flender has been in contact with Lin Qingran recently after returning to China, and they meet once every two weeks."

Secretary Wang endured the increasingly cold atmosphere around him, and reported in a professional manner. When he finally finished his report, his body collapsed even tighter.

He could feel that Gu Wenyu's hostility was heavier than before, and the fierceness in those cold eyes made him unconsciously afraid.

Some time ago, when Gu Wenyu asked him to spend a large sum of money to invest in movies, he was shocked for a long time. After all, the man has never been involved in the film and television industry.

Suddenly developing into the film and television industry, or investing in a movie with a small splash, he was really worried, until later when he learned that the man was because of Lin Qingran, he had to lament that a hero is sad for a beauty, even the emperor is no exception.

Out of curiosity, he went to search for Lin Qingran's photos, looking at the road photo he took, looking at Lin Qingran's pure face, he suddenly understood why Gu Wenyu would suddenly spend such a large sum of money to invest in an unknown movie .

If it is said that Gu Wenyu is King Zhou, then Lin Qingran must be Daji. His face is not exaggerated, only more than that.

"Okay." Gu Wenyu's dark and cold eyes drooped, he pinched the eyebrows, and the dangerous atmosphere around him was about to suffocate.

Secretary Wang's body was tense, and he didn't dare to breathe too hard, for fear that an accident would anger Gu Wenyu.

"You go out."

Hearing these words, Secretary Wang nodded respectfully as if he had received a pardon, and then walked out of the office quickly.

After leaving the office and closing the door, he breathed in the outside air violently. He felt really suffocated in the office just now.

Gu Wenyu was holding Flender's investigation materials in his hand, and his slender fingers with well-defined knuckles clenched it hard, and the paper information was wrinkled into a large piece.

"Flender..." He murmured in a low voice, the sternness in his eyes grew colder with the document he crumpled into a ball in his hand.

The expressions of Lin Qingran and Flender talking in a low voice, and the images of smiling at Flender gradually emerged in his mind one by one.

With a "click", the pen in his hand broke into two pieces.

"F*ck!" He Yi drove Lin Qingran's luggage to the location mentioned by the director. Looking at the villa in front of him, he still couldn't help being surprised: "The director really asked you to move here?!"

This villa is not far from the studio, surrounded by a small sea area, and the environment is very good.

Lin Qingran nodded, and recalled: "The director said that there is a new actor coming to the room in the hotel where I live, and he has to live in it. Let me go to live with his friend, and it's not far away."

"Not far is not far, but..." He Yi looked at the villa piled up with renminbi, touched his chin, and thought: "Why do you feel that the style of this environment is a bit familiar..."

Lin Qingran didn't have a lot of luggage, so she could move it alone, and with two people, it would be done in a matter of seconds.

The villa is very large, and the interior decoration style is warm and quiet. He Yi looked at the many rooms, each of which could see the sea through the floor-to-ceiling windows as soon as the curtains were opened, so he randomly chose one for Lin Qingran.

Everything in the house is brand new, the room is very clean, there is no need to tidy up at all, just put the things you brought in.

He Yi walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the sea area. He suddenly remembered why he felt the environment here was familiar.

The layout here is the same as that of Gu Wenyu's house, but here is a smaller version!

Is it really such a coincidence?Coincidentally everything is the same?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He Yi turned his head and asked, "What did the director tell you? What kind of friend did he say?"

Lin Qingran thought about it for a while: "The director just said he was a friend, and there was nothing else to add. Just when I wanted to ask him, I told him in advance that he had something to hang up."

He Yi frowned, and was about to express his doubts when he heard the sound of the door being opened.

"someone is coming?"

He Yi and Lin Qingran left the room, and before going downstairs, they saw the stern and deep face of the man who walked in on the stairs.

The man was wearing a gray and black suit, and his gestures carried an irresistible sense of oppression.

At this moment, he frowned, like an unsheathed sword, but the powerful aura around him made people surrender unconsciously.

"Gu Wenyu?!" He Yi gritted his teeth, stared at Gu Wenyu and said to himself, "I knew it was like this!"

"Of course." Gu Wenyu was wearing a high-end black suit and walked towards Lin Qingran with a calm demeanor.

Looking at Lin Qingran, the man's sharp eyebrows softened a little.

Looking at Gu Wenyu who was walking towards him, Lin Qingran could guess what was going on no matter how dull he was.

His long eyelashes were raised, his beautiful eyes were cold and clear, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a half-smile: "Mr. Gu really put in so much effort, this game is well designed and very fun."

"Of course you misunderstood!" Gu Wenyu paused, and tried his best to explain lamely: "I just think that the hotel environment is not good, which affects your sleep."

He Yi snorted when he heard this, and stood aside with his arms folded and mocked lightly, "Mr. Gu is worthy of being a big capitalist, the director can be your accomplice to lure people here!"

Gu Wenyu was impatient to listen to He Yi's cynicism, and glanced at He Yi with his cold eyes: "Shut up."

His voice was very soft, not even intonation, but it wrapped the surrounding air in a layer of ice.

He Yi trembled unconsciously, the invisible deterrent force made his throat tighten suddenly, and he was speechless.

"It's not a game. I know the quality of your sleep. You will rest better in the environment you like." Gu Wenyu's deep voice was more like a pleading: "Of course, you live here, it's close to the studio, what's the matter?" I can also know the first time."

Lin Qingran was standing there, his cold white skin was covered with a layer of light under the warm light, and the warm light shone on his eyes, sparkling with stars, his charming appearance remained undiminished, making him even more attractive .

Looking at the man's long and narrow eyes, he opened his soft lips slightly, and said calmly, "Mr. Gu should be more concerned. The quality of my sleep has nothing to do with Mr. Gu, let alone Mr. Gu's worries."

Frivolously raised his eyebrows, Lin Qingran slightly curled the corners of his mouth: "Just take care of yourself, Mr. Gu, don't interfere too much in other people's lives, be careful about crimes, I hope Mr. Gu knows it well."

After finishing speaking, he turned and went back to the room, and put the neatly packed things back into the suitcase one by one.

Gu Wenyu stood at the door, watching Lin Qingran packing his luggage with cold eyes, lowered his eyelids, clenched his fists, and took a deep breath.

After a while, he said in a low and hoarse voice: "Of course, even if you want to move out, no one will rent you a room, not even a hotel will give you a room."

Lin Qingran paused while packing her luggage: "What do you mean?"

Gu Wenyu restrained his emotions, and said with a suppressed voice: "But you can't go anywhere, you can only live here."