The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

In an instant, the air was so quiet that it was a little permeable. He subconsciously touched the goosebumps on his arms, and thought blankly to go outside the window to take a few breaths of fresh air.

Of course he knew that he was not normal now, and he also knew that he was becoming more and more sick. His hands were trembling nervously. He didn't know if it was because of the inexplicable dispute just now, or he was really going crazy.

Shen Moyan clenched his fists trying to pull himself out of this emotion, but his mind was full of uncontrollable thoughts.

In fact, he doesn't care what other people in the crew say about him, but as long as he thinks that Wang Ye's body will be handed over to Xue Shaoqing sooner or later, he has to care.

Shaoqing is not an arrogant person. He was gentle and considerate 80 years ago. Even if he was angry, he would frown at most and spread a folding fan to cover his face. He didn't like to show his emotions in front of others.

Unless his safety is at stake...

Shen Moyan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to convince himself that he was right, what Wang Ye did now would never be approved by Shaoqing.In order to be satisfied when Shaoqing comes back in the future, it is right to reject Wang Ye now...it must be right....

But who can tell him why the heart in his chest hurts so much...it hurts so much that he can't breathe...

No, don't think about it anymore, he is very selfish, he is a slut, he knows it all, but as long as Shaoqing comes back, everything will be back on track. breath.

Who will have true feelings in one breath?

Shen Moyan warned himself almost hypnotically, he picked up a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom numbly, Wang Ye has already gone out to find a room, he should wash up and go to bed earlier, and he has to continue filming the fight scene tomorrow morning, oh, yes, we have to Find a chance to give blood to Yang Zhen, don't delay the filming progress...

Warm water flowed down the shower. He stared wide-eyed and kept chanting repeatedly to clear his mind. Wang Ye didn't even bring an entourage with him this time. The young master who was pampered and pampered since he was a child must have been kicked out today for quite a while.

Thinking of Wang Ye's silly appearance every time he gets angry and loses his temper, Shen Moyan suddenly smiles, and just as the smile reaches the corner of his mouth, he can't help feeling sad but he comes first, his whole internal organs are painful.

He reached out to close the water gate, wrapped himself in a hotel towel and walked out. This hotel was booked by the film crew, and it was considered one of the best hotels in Hengdian, with five-star configuration. Having a single room was indeed enough for him to save face.

Shen Moyan touched the head of the bed and wanted to get a cigarette to light. He seldom smoked stuff, and his hobbies became less and less as he got older. Feeling sick, but now he feels that he needs to take a couple of sips, and quickly fall asleep while he is dizzy.

Wang Ye would not live in this hotel, he knew the young master's temper well, and he would never be ashamed to ask the director to find him a room alone, at most he would drive to find another hotel by himself.

There was a sudden rattling sound outside the window, not loud but he was startled, the cigarette butt in his hand almost stuck on his skin, Shen Moyan hurriedly extinguished the sparks, walked to the window and looked out.

The rain in the early winter was crackling, and the windows of the hotel felt a chill. The glass in the house was soon covered with a layer of water vapor, blocking the outside scenery.

When the water vapor turned into water droplets in his hands, Shen Moyan shivered subconsciously, it was really cold, it was really too cold in winter, he looked around blankly, the black hole in his heart was getting bigger and bigger.

He regretted it.

Where will Wang Ye go in the dark night?

Countless thoughts rushed into his mind, and Shen Moyan felt a little dizzy for a moment. He felt that he was really sick. From the moment he knew that Xue Shaoqing was not Wang Ye, the whole world was distorted.

Just when he really felt flustered, his body reacted first, and he ran to open the door to bring Wang Ye back.

In fact, Shen Moyan comforted himself at that time, even if Wang Ye was not Xue Shaoqing, he could never harm others. After all, he couldn't live with his own crimes, and he had to vent his pain to innocent people when it wasn't his turn.

The moment he opened the door, he saw Wang Ye.

The man was sitting on the carpet opposite the door, with traces of messy fever scattered on the brows, and the expensive coat and suit on his body were a little wrinkled. In those eyes that were inherently arrogant and arrogant, there was only confusion and confusion at the moment. lonely.

"Why don't you go." Shen Moyan felt that he was very hypocritical, like a white lotus in an idol drama, pushing and saying no, but tempting and trampling others again and again, it was really disgusting.

"I'm thinking." Wang Ye looked up at him, leaning his head against the wall with a lonely smile, wild and charming.

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Moyan's voice was a little hoarse, his face was pale and lifeless as if sick.

"Thinking..." Wang Ye raised his head, leaning the back of his head against the wall and frowning as if trying to think hard, his eyes were empty and incomprehensible: "How many excuses can you find...Push me away."

Shen Moyan bit his lower lip, but he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth. He should explain a few words to reassure the other party, but the discomfort coming from his chest made it more and more difficult for him to move until half a minute passed , he struggled to utter three words.

"sorry..."

"I'm sorry?" Wang Ye looked at him puzzled, like a child re-acquainted with the word, his brows became tighter and tighter: "Why do you always say sorry to me? Why do you only apologize after the shooting?"

"I..." Shen Moyan shook his head, buried his head and didn't dare to meet his gaze, so he murmured: "Come in first...it's cold outside." After speaking, he walked over to help Wang Ye get up, but was caught Push away with one palm.

"Aren't you willing to sleep with me?" The man's voice was obviously angry, but what he heard was more self-deprecating: "Now you want me to go in again? Are you afraid that I will rape you?"

"Let's go in first." Shen Moyan chose to ignore his aggressive tone, but still bowed down and dragged him up to the room.

"Shen Moyan!" Wang Ye turned around and grabbed the opponent's shoulder, he gasped from the strength, and his bones began to ache.

The haze in the man's eyes was getting thicker and thicker, like a bottomless black pool, every word he uttered was filled with the desire to eat it, as if the anger in his heart wanted to reach out and strangle him to death.

"You have to think clearly..." Wang Ye tensed his jaw, looking down at his face: "What exactly does it mean to let me in..."

"I will go in, and I will never lie down with you honestly..." Wang Ye was still talking, pressing his lips to his ear maliciously, like the teasing and teasing when they first met: "I want to push you away clothes, hold you tight, I want to possess you..."

"So... are you sure you want me in the house..."

A familiar stream of heat was sprayed around his ears, causing Shen Moyan to have goosebumps unconsciously, and even his flesh was faintly flushed. He suddenly felt that he couldn't understand the words, and his mind was buzzing in a mess. Xue Shaoqing and Wang Ye's face kept changing before his eyes.

The voice was made out of his control, Shen Moyan thought that he was probably crazy, otherwise how could he go his own way knowingly regretting it, every day from now on, he will fall into the endless abyss, accompanied by pain and guilt, The flesh is connected.

Because he said, "Go in..."