After returning to China, the paranoid little boyfriend went crazy

He never saw him for a moment, but he never stopped thinking about him for a second.

When Fu Sheng came out of the bathroom, he saw Xu Ci in a daze, the hair dryer was still at hand, and his hair was still wet.

Look carefully, there are still a few drops of water falling from the hair hanging on Xu Ci's eyelashes, precariously.

Fu Sheng wanted to ask why he didn't blow his hair, but from the corner of his eye, he saw that Xu Ci's injured elbow was his right hand.

He took a few steps and pulled out the chair: "Sit here."

Xu Ci was stunned for a moment, then slowly stepped on the slippers and sat on the chair.

Fu Sheng turned on the hair dryer and adjusted it to the lowest level of hot air, inserted his slender fingers into Xu Ci's soft hair, and fiddled with it layer by layer.

The atmosphere was a little quiet, and Xu Ci didn't dare to speak rashly, for fear of breaking the impossible tranquility.

The short hair dried quickly, but after 5 minutes, Fu Sheng turned off the hair dryer, and suddenly asked, "When did you start taking sleeping pills?"

Xu Ci was silent, just like when he was asked last night when he started smoking, he was somewhat hesitant: "I seldom eat it... I only use it occasionally..."

Fu Sheng couldn't deny it, and didn't ask further.

Although he didn't open the box of sleeping pills just now, he found that the bottle was very light, and there were only a few pills left in it, which seemed like he only took it occasionally.

Xu Ci pursed her lips and stood up: "Your hair is still wet, let me blow it for you..."

"No need." Fu Sheng avoided Xu Ci's extended hand, "I'll do it myself."

Xu Ci backed away in silence, waiting for Fu Sheng to dry his hair.

After drying his hair, Fu Sheng packed up the medicine box, as if preparing to leave.

Xu Ci panicked: "It's raining too much outside..."

Fu Sheng glanced back at him, but said nothing.

Xu Ci walked up to Fu Sheng with two long white legs, and slightly grabbed his sleeve: "Can you please stay away..."

"I'm not leaving." Before Xu Ci could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Fu Sheng say, "I'm going to open a room."

Xu Ci's expression froze: "You can rest here..."

Fu Sheng looked at the single bed that could only accommodate one person: "What about you?"

After all, they are over and should not be so ambiguous/ambiguous anymore.

Fu Sheng allowed himself to send Xu Ci back, allowed himself to give him medicine, but he would not indulge himself to spend the night with him, even if he did nothing.

"I can……"

Xu Ci subconsciously wanted to find an excuse, but when she got out of her mouth, she realized that there was no room for another person in this small room.

No couches, no rugs...

"I can sleep on the table..." Xu Ci twitched the corners of her mouth, "You know, I used to be in class, so I could sleep like this for a day..."

Fu Sheng paused, and after a while, he gently but firmly brushed away Xu Ci's hand that was holding onto his sleeve: "We're done, Xu Ci."

"It's not good for anyone if it goes on like this."

Xu Ci's eyes turned red instantly: "Don't be like this, okay?"

"..."

Fu Sheng didn't speak, opened the door and walked out.

The moment the door closed, he vaguely heard Xu Ci crying, "Since you don't want me, why bother with me..."

Fu Sheng stood at the door for a long time. The sound insulation of the hotel was not good, and the room was small. He could vaguely hear the sobbing in the room, but he seemed to be afraid of who would hear him, so he suppressed it hard.

He didn't know how long he stood there. He waited until the room became quiet before he left slowly.

Xu Ci hugged his knees and leaned against the bed, the air conditioner made him shiver.

The dim light reflected a shadow on his slender eyelashes, and he stared at his long projection on the ground for a long time in silence.

He hates being so out of control.

Whenever he had emotional ups and downs, his eyes would turn red and he would cry uncontrollably.

He clearly decided not to cry anymore, no matter how Fu Sheng treats him, he will get him.

But it turned out that the feeling of being wronged had nowhere to hide in front of Fu Sheng.

His body made a complaint instinctively, but Fu Sheng would not instinctively comfort and coax him immediately.

After a while, the sound of rain outside the window didn't stop, but became louder and louder.

The sound of water in the bathroom overlapped with the sound of splashing raindrops, and the faucet was turned to the side with the blue label.

sleep...

Xu Ci lay on the bed in the air-conditioning air with her wet hair on her head.

so cold...

He looked at the sleeping pills on the table, got out of bed slowly, and took two pills.

Before getting sleepy, Xu Ci remembered another thing, he made a phone call.

the next morning.

Ye Qingzhu knew that Fu Sheng hadn't left, so she called: "Aren't you worried about leaving?"

Fu Sheng didn't speak, but Ye Qingzhu understood it.

"It's right to be worried." Ye Qingzhu seemed to be talking about an extremely ordinary thing, "Lu Chenggang wanted to ask Xu Ci to make up a small scene in the group, but he couldn't be contacted, no one answered the phone, no one answered the WeChat .”

Before Ye Qingzhu could say "I'll take a look if you're free", Fu Sheng had already hung up the phone.

Looking at the mobile phone that beeped twice, she smiled and shook her head.

Lu Cheng listened to the shutdown prompt from the phone, frowned and said, "What's the matter with Wang Jue?"

Ye Qingzhu was a little surprised: "He can't be contacted either?"

"Yes." Lu Cheng was a little irritable, "This kid is not professional, he has nothing but a face, and he is restless every day..."

Ye Qingzhu was thoughtful: "Could it be that you have filed a complaint against Lao Lin?"

Lao Lin is the founder of Fengyu Media. His characteristic is his beer belly that looks like he is pregnant in October. He is obviously married and has children, but he still likes to raise some beautiful little boys.

"He can try." Lu Cheng sneered.

Lu Cheng is well-known in the circle as a gangster. Although he doesn't mind investors being crowded, he must not cause trouble, otherwise Lu Cheng will not give anyone face and kick people directly.

He is famous, and his works are famous far and wide, earning a lot of money, and he has never lacked investment.

Lu Cheng asked the people below to continue calling Wang Jue. He has two very important scenes today and he cannot be absent.

"Speaking of which, it's time for the behind-the-scenes boss of Fengyu to come back?" Lu Cheng was thoughtful.

"... I heard it is."

Fengyu's behind-the-scenes boss is also surnamed Lin, a man in his 40s.

He is not old, and even looks quite gentle, but his behavior is extremely ruthless.

In the early years, he made a fortune in China and went abroad to avoid the limelight.

Although Fengyu is nominally the property of his elder brother Lao Lin, in fact, no one knows that he is the one who actually pays for it.

Ye Qingzhu is Fengyu's signature, she was signed in Fengyu when she debuted, and until she became famous, many people thought that she would change employers, or set up her own company studio, but in fact, she did nothing.

It seems that he is grateful for the support of his old club, and has been staying there to make money for Fengyu.

"You said you..." Lu Cheng sighed slightly, "I still don't understand what you think, you have been staying in such a mess."

Ye Qingzhu smiled inexplicably: "After all, I am the one who knows how to repay kindness best."

Lu Cheng frowned: "Is the ten-year contract you signed last time about to expire again?"

"Ah."

"Seriously, why don't you come out and do it alone?" Lu Cheng said helplessly, "Fengyu has restricted your development, and if you come out and do it yourself, not only will you not lose resources, but more international resources will come to you... ..."

"Yes." Ye Qingzhu smiled leisurely, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "Soon."

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Fu Sheng knocked on the door of Xu Ci's room, but there was no movement inside after waiting for a while.

He frowned, and called Lu Cheng, asking him to contact the front desk to help open the door.

Ten minutes later, the door opened, and the room was dimly lit and eeriely chilled.

Fu Sheng quickly discovered the source of the chill—the air conditioner on the top was blowing at [-] degrees.

There was a thin figure nestled on the bed, perhaps because of the cold, Xu Ci's 1.7-meter-long body curled up into a ball, hugging him like a child, his body still trembling faintly.

"Xuci?"

Fu Sheng soon realized that something was wrong, he turned Xu Ci upright, and found that his face was flushed, and his cheeks and forehead were terribly hot.

Xu felt that the temperature of Fu Sheng's hands was cooler and very comfortable, so Xu Ci unconsciously grabbed his hand and rubbed it gently.

Fu Sheng picked him up with a sullen face. He even wondered if the current Xu Ci weighed a hundred catties.

too light.

Fu Sheng easily carried Xu Ci into the taxi: "Master, please take me to the nearest hospital."

Xu Ci was held in Fu Sheng's arms, and he murmured unconsciously: "Fu Sheng..."

"..." Fu Sheng just wanted to answer that I was there, when he realized that Xu Ci was not simply calling him.

"Where are you... I'm so scared..." Xu Ci's expression was a little painful, and he fell into a deep nightmare, "Save me..."

"Brother...help me..."

Fu Sheng froze suddenly, he hadn't heard Xu Ci call him that for a long time.

In the past, Xu Ci didn't call often, and always called her name directly. Only occasionally when she was on the bed, when Fu Sheng forced her into a hurry, would she call once or twice to show weakness, or maybe she got into trouble or did something wrong, and Xu Ci would also call her out. Will take the initiative to call brother, as if unconsciously acting like a baby.

Fu Sheng paid the fare and hurriedly picked up Xu Ci and took him to the hospital.

After the hospital took his temperature, he realized that Xu Ci had burned to [-] degrees. The doctor frowned and said, "The patient looks very weak. If the temperature is higher, people will be burned."

There was a burst of anger in his heart for no reason, but he couldn't tell the source of the anger.

Who are you mad at?

Was Qi Xuci not taking good care of herself, or was she angry at him for leaving in disregard of obstruction last night?

Fu Sheng sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at Xu Ci who was sleepy with his eyes closed.

Xu Ci is not a quiet character, when they are together, Xu Ci is very good at pretending to be good, but in fact he is very capable of causing trouble.

Even if you go to college, you can provoke others for various weird reasons, and dating is even more normal.

In the year they were together, Xu Ci was a freshman and Fu Sheng was a junior. While he was busy with his studies, he had to deal with some work assigned to him by his mother and take care of Xu Ci.

Xu Ci didn't dare to let him know when he was fighting, but only dared to hide, but Fu Sheng didn't know him yet, every time he covered up, he was exposed.

Fu Sheng also scolded him, and even spanked him twice, of course, just ass/butt.

He was afraid of hurting Xu Ci when he hit other places, and he had a lot of meat in his butt/butt, so a ruthless blow could not only save a lesson, but also recover quickly.

Lessons are lessons, but if he knew that Xu Ci had lost the fight, Fu Sheng would find someone to help him get back on the field, and beat up those who hurt him.

Thinking back now, that time was full and noisy, although every day if he was not careful, his blood pressure would be soared by Xu Ci's anger, but Fu Sheng was never impatient.

Xu Ci who is asleep is always the quietest, looking so cute, I can't even imagine him waking up and tossing around.

At that time, Fu Sheng would occasionally think that it would be great if he could be more obedient.

Now Xu Ci seems to be a bit more obedient, no longer as flamboyant as before, but he feels a little uncomfortable in his heart.

It shouldn't be like this.

Ye Qingzhu's phone call knocked Fu Sheng out of his memory: "Does he have a fever?"

Fu Sheng hummed: "Forty degrees."

"So tall?" Ye Qingzhu frowned, "Then why don't you stay with him in the hospital, it should be because of the rain yesterday."

"Where's his assistant?" Fu Sheng asked.

"What assistant?" Ye Qingzhu was taken aback.

Fu Sheng: "..."

Ye Qingzhu realized: "Are you kidding me? He is a young actor in Haitian Media, who usually can't even get a role like three men and four men. His manager doesn't know how many artists like him, Who will give him an assistant?"

Fu Sheng was startled, not knowing what to say for a while.

"His drama was introduced to Lu Cheng because of the seriousness of his attitude, seen by a crew assistant director who was an outsider before him."

Fu Sheng didn't expect Xu Ci to do so poorly: "How much does he get paid for this movie?"

Ye Qingzhu didn't know either, she asked Lu Cheng next to her, and then replied, "Eighty thousand."

Eighty thousand, four to five months with the group, is actually not low, more than enough to live alone.

But Xu Ci will still go out to work part-time in his spare time, and he doesn't know why he is so short of money.

"By the way, let me ask you something."

"what?"

"Wang Jue was beaten by some gangsters on the way back to the hotel yesterday, what did you do?"

"...Who is Wang Jue?"

"..." Ye Qingzhu's face twitched slightly, "It's the actor you called a mother in KTV last night."

Fu Sheng remembered that on the KTV balcony, Wang Jue seemed to have introduced himself when he confessed his true feelings to him.

"not me."

Ye Qingzhu also didn't think it was Fu Sheng, he didn't look like someone who would do such a thing.

But Wang Jue was indeed beaten, and now he is still lying in the hospital, and his mobile phone was trampled to pieces.