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It wasn't until he heard the name with his own ears that Xiang Shi's temporarily disconnected thoughts were picked up again.

The person standing in front of him was not just Qinghai who was flamboyant, could design jewelry, and spent money like water; he was also the lead singer of Eri's, Fu Jing's senior, and Jia Jing's former partner.

In a flash of thought, he grasped the culprit that caused today's farce - it was the group photo.

Facing Jia Jing's questioning, Huan Meng chose to avoid answering.He suddenly leaned towards Xiang Shi, so close that the tip of their noses almost touched, then he took a deep breath and said in a bewitching voice, "You smell exactly like Xiao Fu."

Fu Jing's expression changed immediately after witnessing this scene. He grabbed Xiang Shi's arm and pulled her behind to protect him without any explanation.Because of the great strength, Xiang Shi had the illusion that his arm was about to be pinched on the spot, but the hand was so tightly clasped in his flesh and never let go.

Caring that the person in front of her was a senior, Fu Jing didn't dare to contradict her, but only used practical actions to draw a clear line.But Jiajing was different, he calmly dropped three words: "Dead pervert."

This description seemed to have the opposite effect. Huan Meng narrowed his eyes and showed a very happy expression, as if those three words were not derogatory terms, but rather affectionate nicknames like "dear".

Gagin is sitting.Seeing that it was too tough, he simply changed his strategy, squatted next to the opponent's knee very patiently, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and begged sincerely: "Don't stay here, everyone misses you very much, come back with me, please?" good."

When he said these words, he completely changed into a gentle look, and even stretched out his fingers to straighten Jiajing's overly long hair on his forehead, "Let me remind you, don't be shameless." Soft as cotton candy There was a sharp threat in his tone.

Huan Meng is very similar to the poisonous snake tattooed on his forearm: when he is affectionate to you, he is often tempting you to fall into the abyss.

Jia Jing was obviously used to his uncertain attitude, and pulled back his clothes very simply, without looking at him at all.

Staring blankly at the empty palm for a moment, Huan Meng's face reappeared that wanton and morbid smile again.Seeing that beating Jiajing failed, he turned the gun to put pressure on Fu Jing.The tenderness just now seemed to be fake, and the madness that was about to come out was rampant between his five sense organs.

"Are you going to rob me?"

However, Fu Jing was completely unmoved, his mouth curved into a beautiful arc, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, "You moved my things without my consent."

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After the matter subsided, Xiang Shi followed Fu Jing to the roof of the building.At noon and afternoon, people often come here to eat or smoke, but it is late at night, and there is no one on the top floor of the building in the twilight.The orange-red glow hangs on the low-purity blue-purple like a curtain, and a flaming dividing line is drawn at the boundary, like a scarlet that encloses the sky.

Xiang Shi didn't know how to explain the ins and outs of everything, so she simply picked up the most important part and explained first: "You don't have to worry too much about Huan Meng."

"Don't worry too much?" Fu Jing repeated in a flat tone.The twilight reflected his expression a bit blurred, making it difficult to guess his emotions.

"He's scaring you, it won't really do anything. You think, the decision is in Jiajing's hands, and his attitude is very firm, so no matter what measures are taken there, it will not have any substantial impact on us. Influence."

"You know him well?"

Xiang Shi quickly shut up, and immediately realized that the call just now was for nothing - Fu Jing didn't listen to it at all, and his focus was fixed on other places.

"I don't understand." He tried to soften his tone, for fear of irritating the other party: "You know that's not what I meant."

Now Fu Jing didn't seem to want to talk about work at all, an unusually violent emotion deprived him of his reason, making it difficult for him to calm down.

"Do you remember, when Shao Ke came here before, I said that I have a senior, as long as he looks good, he can take both men and women?"

As soon as he heard this sentence, Xiang Shi knew that something was wrong.Knowing that there is a trap waiting for him to jump in front of him, he still has to bite the bullet and go forward to accept the execution calmly.

"remember."

"Who do you think I'm talking about?"

"..."

Xiang Shi wanted to say no, I didn't know he was Huan Meng, although I did have a relationship with him, but it wasn't what you imagined.

He tried to follow logic to explain, but the rules established by logic are often vulnerable to human emotions.

No one cares about whether anything happened between you. The information Fu Jing extracted was that the two had met alone several times in private.Given that Huan Meng is a playboy known for his chaotic private life, and he acted so frivolously in public just now—all the superficial clues summed up are enough to piece together an encounter that arouses daydreams.

The evening wind blew Fu Jing's hair slightly, and he impatiently brushed away the strands of hair sticking to his cheeks, pinning them behind his ears, "Why do we keep seeing each other?"

This question stepped on Xiang Shi's pain point impartially - he couldn't answer it.

He thought that Fu Jing was always simple and straightforward, but he didn't expect that when this straightforwardness appeared in the quarrel, it would turn into a cruel whipping.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Jing smiled clearly, as if she had seen through Xiang Shi's shoulders and saw through the concealment behind his back, "Actually, you two are quite a match."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You are all very good. Unlike me, I have neither talent nor leadership ability. After Jiajing came here, I didn't make achievements that can match Eri's - obviously the guitarist is the same person. In the end, you have to help me in turn. "

He chattered about self-abuse, as if he could exchange for extreme happiness by abusing himself.

"Huan Meng is different, at least he can sit on an equal footing with you."

Xiang Shi suddenly realized that the torment he experienced many years ago seemed to return to Fu Jing intact.

At that time, he was the one who watched Fu Jing doing things he didn't understand, being with people he didn't know, and finally leaving his side and going to an unreachable place.

What was it like at that time?It should be a kind of powerlessness wrapped in anger—because anger cannot be changed, it will magnify powerlessness hundreds or even thousands of times.

It's like water that has been boiling for a long time, still being boiled endlessly, and finally the anger is burned away, leaving only a pot covered with bruises.

He also recalled meeting Ji Yin before, who said that Fu Jing was actually very fragile, and would often push himself to death, but never told others.

At this time, he seemed to be like this. When accidents happened suddenly, he was always the first to blame himself.He doesn't say "Okay, you're such a shameless idiot, fuck you to me" - he doesn't want to attack others, he can only do self-harm in reverse.

Xiang Shi couldn't use words to stop the dagger he was stabbing at his chest, so he hugged him into his arms, and then touched the other person's shoulder blades that were violently heaving due to emotion.

"No. I'm willing to do this because you are different to me."

Fu Jing seemed to have become smaller in his arms, maybe it was because the hug made his anger weaker, or maybe it was because Xiang Shi's distress for this person far outweighed the grievance caused by the misunderstanding.

However, the approach of the blade did not stop there.

"It's not the same. After all, we have known each other for the longest time. Even if we raise a kitten and puppy, our relationship will be different."

"Including you coming to my show and listening to my songs, isn't that all? Because it's me, so you will listen to it. If you are a stranger who has nothing to do with you, even if you see me on stage, you will immediately Forgot."

His voice became more and more hoarse, like a leaf that had been eaten by insects and was riddled with holes, it was blown off by the wind and fell to the ground alone.

Fu Jing started digging into a dead end again.

Although the long-planned plan was disrupted, Xiang Shi quickly made a decision: now, the words hidden in my heart must be spoken out.

He patted Fu Jing's back vest one after another like coaxing a child, as if there was a long fairy tale to tell him patiently, "Be quiet first, listen to me slowly."

"You probably don't remember. At the end of September last year, there was a platter live in Mirage. That was the first time I saw you sing."

"We hadn't spoken to each other for six years, almost like strangers."

"After watching that time, I have been secretly wanting to see you."

"If I want to sympathize with you, it shouldn't start from that time."

Let go of his arms, Xiang Shi supported his shoulders, and looked into Fu Jing's eyes seriously.There was a dazed stillness in those eyes, as if he was recalling whether such a thing really existed, and it seemed that the murder weapon in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

A distant night suddenly flashed into Xiang Shi's mind: At that time, she was sitting on the slide with a delicate paper box on her lap, while Fu Jing was looking up at him, sharing the same piece of cake with him.

Now he seems to have a box of cakes in his heart, cut a piece from the memories accumulated in the past and put them in. Each piece has a unique taste, but no matter what kind of taste it is, it is all about the same person, and it is all made of the same cake. Unparalleled sweetness blended in different proportions.

"Jingjing, I like you."

The stillness frozen in those eyes disappeared, and the hard paranoia was like ice, slowly melting in his eye sockets.

"I don't know when this relationship started. It may be many years ago, when you took my hand and applied medicine to me. It may be that performance. I saw you standing on the stage with confidence. Maybe it was recently, when I ate the dishes you cooked for me - I thought, I probably can't live without you, because no one else can replace your place in my heart."

"Everything I gave for you was voluntary. And I think this kind of sacrifice is worth it. I never thought of asking you to return me anything in return."

"I don't need you to pay it back. It's better that you owe me your whole life, so that you can never leave me."

The sky completely darkened, and the surrounding scenery receded like a tide. Fu Jing's gaze was like a star that had fallen on the bottom of the sea, floating up little by little in the dark night.

"I think I'm really useless." His voice was tinged with a strong nasal tone, and although his tone was soft, it sounded a little angry.

"You have finished all the good words, and even the confession has been robbed by you."

Then he stretched out his hand and carefully held Xiang Shi's face.Just as he was about to say something, his slightly opened mouth was sealed tightly by a lingering kiss.