Mr. Yan, break up

Song Chuan didn't even dare to breathe out, he just held his breath, his spirit stretched to the extreme.His hand was held by the other party, and the palms of their crossed hands were the room card that had been soaked in sweat. The light was off now, and Song Chuan's hearing was extremely sensitive, and he heard a burst of rapid breathing , accompanied by a low laugh.

This low laugh seemed to liberate Song Chuan directly. His body softened, and if the other party hadn't supported him, he would have fallen down in the next second.

"Yan Jingting, are you finished?"

Song Chuan took a deep breath, angrily, and unceremoniously revealed his identity.

The person in front of him was stunned for a moment, then sighed. It was a familiar voice: "Sure enough, I still can't hide it from you."

The room card was inserted, and the lights turned on immediately. After a moment of discomfort, Song Chuan's eyes finally saw a man in black, with a peaked cap covering half of his face. jaw.

Because Song Chuan was startled, he put his hand on his chest and breathed heavily. The cold sweat from his body soaked his T-shirt.The beads of sweat on his forehead were particularly clear under the light. Looking carefully, not only Song Chuan's face, but even his neck was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

He closed his eyes, pushed Yan Jingting away with one hand, and said in a weak voice, "Can you stop being so boring."

Yan Jingting was so frightened by him that he spoke incoherently: "Song Chuan, what's going on with you? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have scared you..."

"I'm fine," Yan Jingting was pushed away by Song Chuan again. He leaned against the wall and walked to the bed and sat down. "Are you always free? Are you free to run to me?"

Yan Jingting was stunned, smiled embarrassingly, and posted it face-to-face: "Isn't it because I miss you, Song Chuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, and if I don't come to you, you won't either Take the initiative to contact me."

"I'm working, very busy." Song Chuan said coldly, closed his eyes, took a breath, and didn't look at him.

Yan Jingting didn't feel any embarrassment at all, but smiled happily: "That's why I came to you."

This cheering tone is really not concealed at all.

"Song Chuan, have you lost weight again and there is no flesh on your face?" Yan Jingting took advantage of Song Chuan's inattention and pinched Song Chuan's face, only to the bones, "Did you get tired from shooting recently? Yes By the way, have you eaten well recently?"

Song Chuan opened his eyes and looked at him without any emotion: "I'm very tired from filming, so can you let me have a good rest?"

"You sleep, I'll just take a look at you, and then I'll leave." Yan Jingting's tone was a little lost, but he still forced a smile and said.

Song Chuan just looked at him like this, his eyes became colder and colder, and Yan Jingting felt a little apprehensive in his heart. After a long time, Song Chuan opened his mouth: "I met an illegitimate fan yesterday."

He was still driving him away one second, and another topic came up in the next second. Yan Jingting was caught off guard by this turning point, and was instinctively surprised: "What? Did he hurt you?"

Regarding Yan Jingting's anxiety and worry, Song Chuan seemed particularly calm: "She said she loved me very much, so she sneaked into the hotel and hid under my bed, just to see me and to let me remember her."

"She also said that for me, she even sneaked out of school during the key point of the senior high school entrance examination, just to see me."

"She said it was all because she loved me."

Song Chuan's tone was calm, as if he was telling someone else's story, flat and without any waves.

"He actually hid under your bed?" Yan Jingting was so angry that his chest heaved violently, "Tell me, who is it, I'll go..."

Song Chuan smiled slightly, and asked him back: "Is this kind of person hateful?"

Yan Jingting seemed to understand what he wanted to do, and was instantly dumbfounded.

"Yan Jingting, don't you feel familiar?"

Song Chuan asked him back.

"You say you love me, but you don't care if I like it or not. You often hang around in front of my eyes, disrupt my work, and even hurt my friends. You say it's all because of love."

Song Chuan pressed him sentence by sentence, but Yan Jingting couldn't say a word.

"You are no different from her. You are using the guise of love to satisfy yourself. You are all extremely selfish people."

"Yan Jingting, don't always use such magnificent reasons to make excuses for your actions."

His words pierced Yan Jingting's heart without mercy.

Yan Jingting was caught off guard by Song Chuan's lecture. He felt that he had been stabbed severely again, and he was in pain.

"So?" Yan Jingting smiled wryly, "You really don't want to see me so much?"

"Yes," Song Chuan got up and pointed to the door, "you can go."

Let him go again.

This almost became a must-have sentence for Song Chuan and Yan Jingting to meet.

"Song Chuan," Yan Jingting stood there, staring at him blankly, "I'll ask you again, do you really... just dislike me that much?"

Yan Jingting didn't know it himself, his breathing stopped, and the hand hanging by his side was shaking.He was betting, even though Yan Jingting himself didn't know where the capital came from to gamble, but he was still betting.

Looking at Song Chuan with pleading eyes, he begged Song Chuan to let him win this bet.

But it's simply not possible.

Song Chuan didn't even look back at him, but simply said: "I don't like you."

I do not like you.

These five words are so simple, but they crushed Yan Jingting's spine, crushed his pride, and then he was thrown out mercilessly.He repeatedly recalled these five words, recalled Song Chuan's expressions and movements when he said it, recalled everything he could recall, but after all, he couldn't taste the slightest bit of love from them.

What Song Chuan said was true.

He doesn't love anymore.

Song Chuan didn't look back, he only heard the sound of footsteps leaving, and then only heard a heavy closing sound of the door, and everything was silent for an instant.

He seemed to have been sucked out of strength, his legs went limp, and he fell straight onto the bed.

The chandelier above his head was shining with white light, which was so dazzling, but he didn't seem to feel it, and stared at it until the white light became blurred in his eyes, and a teardrop slipped from the end of his eyes. Then, big and big tears rushed out, soaking a piece of bed sheet.

Song Chuan, it's over for you, it's completely over now.

Shouldn't you be happy?

Yes, he couldn't be happier.

Song Chuan forced a smile, but soon, the corners of his lips drooped uncontrollably, and he couldn't pull it up.

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The result of Song Chuan's crying the first night was that he went out the next morning with swollen eyes. Fortunately, Xiao Chen prepared ice packs in the car and dealt with them in time, so most of them disappeared.

After getting out of the car, Song Chuan entered the makeup artist with sunglasses. When the makeup was half done, he saw Xiao Chen rushing in. He ran very fast, which made Song Chuan instinctively feel the crisis. Sure enough, he took the mobile phone He told Song Chuan with a gloomy face: "Brother Song, something happened."

Song Chuan took the phone suspiciously, and in his hand was a video. The camera was shaky at the beginning, but a voice from inside made Song Chuan sit up from the chair directly, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"If such a wonderful scene is not recorded, it will be a loss."

Accompanied by a lot of wanton laughter.

This is... This is the time when Lin Yue took him to the wine shop!

Song Chuan clearly remembered what happened that day. Lin Yue took him to the wine shop just to get acquainted with each other and get on with the show in the future.However, he met his grandfather's former business rival, the fat man surnamed Li, in that liquor store.

Then, for the sake of resources, he was forced to drink alcohol and was sent to the hospital.

At the beginning, the person surnamed Li asked the secretary to film the whole process, who would have thought that this video would be released one day?

There is no need to look at the next scene, which is Song Chuan being forced to drink bottle after bottle of wine, and at the end of the drink, Song Chuan said, "I'm done drinking, I should give it, don't forget."

Clearly named the purpose of this wine game.

This video has now been circulated on the Internet, and the accompanying text is nothing more than: Song Chuan, a newcomer, gets his job by drinking with him.

It took almost ten minutes to reach the top of the hot search list.The following comments are nothing more than using the most vicious language Song Chuan has heard in his life.

[She looks so good-looking, I'm afraid she's not just drinking with her, she's also sleeping with her? 】

[I just said how he became popular so quickly, it turns out that there is a gold master behind him. 】

[Looks like a weak chirp, but he can drink quite well, no wonder he likes the benefactor. 】

……

No one knows how this video got out, and the people who eat melons don't care, they only care about having melons to eat, something to watch, and something to make them chew their tongues when they are bored at work.

This is the entertainment industry. When a person becomes popular, there must be many people who are jealous. Thousands of eyes are staring at him inside and outside the circle, and many of them are happy to see him fall from the altar.

Song Chuan's body became colder and colder. He felt as if all the blood in his body had been frozen in his blood vessels and could no longer flow.

"The director has suspended the filming urgently, maybe...maybe you will be replaced."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he paused for a while, and a series of messages popped up on the top of the phone, which belonged to Sister Xu.

[Where is Song Chuan?are you with him 】

[Let Song Chuan answer the phone! 】

[Look for Song Chuan and ask him to answer the phone! 】

He put Song Chuan's mobile phone in his pocket, and just after changing into the costumes of the crew, he put his own clothes in the dressing room.

Stumbling to get his cell phone, he couldn't walk anymore, knocked down several stools, and didn't even know that his knees were red.Turning on the lock screen of the phone, the first thing that catches the eye is a row of missed calls inside, all of which belong to Sister Xu.

He instinctively felt fear, and he couldn't press the callback button with his finger. Sister Xu seemed to predict that he had got the mobile phone, and the calls began to bombard him one after another.The ringing of the mobile phone kept ringing, like a series of reminders, destroying his soul bit by bit.

Finally, there was only the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, the ringing stopped completely, and a broken mobile phone appeared in the corner.

Xiao Chen didn't know how to comfort him, he drove everyone out of the dressing room, quietly watching Song Chuan huddled in the corner, his face buried in his arms, his shoulders twitching slightly.

He felt despair from Song Chuan's back.

No matter how this matter develops in the future, no matter how the company cleans up, Song Chuan will be considered ruined.

Can't get up anymore.

He can't even be an ordinary person, and he will live with this stain for the rest of his life.