As a stand-in, I married his uncle Slag Gong

After Jinchi's operation, it was obvious that Pei Zhou felt a little tender in his heart. Before he took the car keys and left the villa, he hesitated to speak, as if he was waiting for him to ask something.

What are you asking?

Ask him where he is going, and who is Luo Wenxi?

It's fine to act as an affectionate stand-in, but you will get extra money if you cry and hang yourself.

Jin Chi pretended not to understand, stood quietly inside the door, watched him go out tenderly, and did not move when he left.

Until the familiar roar of the Maybach starting downstairs, his expression relaxed, the door closed, he took off his uncomfortably tight white shirt, changed into cotton pajamas, and carried a small plate of homemade For chocolate mousse dessert, go back to your room.

After eating almost, he locked the door, and took out his deeply hidden laptop from the depths of the white clothes and black pants in the closet.

As the sun receded, Jin Chi put the notebook on the table by the window, and the warm yellow light shone lightly on its silver-white shell, lighting up countless dust.

Such a sad atmosphere is just right for writing sadistic essays.

Open the notebook, just boarded the writing platform Luoye, which is famous for its abuse, when I heard Didi's constant comments, and at a glance - good guy, they are all reminders.

After proficiently entering the chapter name, he stared at the blank document... for 5 minutes in a daze.

No.

Need to find inspiration.

Jin Chi dug out the little book that he never left with him for two years.

——It is full of Pei Zhou's behavioral quotations, demeanor, tone, and words in impressive detail, without missing a single word!

After brewing emotions for a while, facing the ready-made material, I tried to substitute a humble canary perspective who admired the benefactor but couldn't ask for it...

Jin Chi burst into inspiration.

His slender and fair fingers tapped on the keyboard at a dizzying speed. In less than two hours, the new chapter was successfully published.

As soon as it was released, he looked at the rapidly rising earnings in the background, smiled with a spoon in his mouth, and was highly satisfied with his work on a daily basis.

Before Fan Xing gradually became famous, his extra income was all based on writing. Even he himself did not expect that the novel based on Pei Zhou was unexpectedly popular on the abuse of literature.

Now that the agreement is coming to an end, Pei Zhou can no longer provide any material, and the novel should come to an end.

He didn't feel any guilt about throwing it away after using it up, but he was secretly distressed, how should he write this ending?

At this moment, Fu Chen suddenly called angrily and cursed: "Fuck, Pei Zhou already has a boyfriend, and he's messing around outside, what the hell does he think of you?"

"look by youself!"

Jin Chi raised his eyebrows, and clicked on the video he sent.

The person who filmed it should be Pei Zhou's friend. The video quality is very high-definition, and several male voices outside the video are booing one after another.

"Promise him! Promise him!"

In the dimly lit bar box, Pei Zhou seemed to have had a drink, and stood in front of Luo Wenxi, who was wearing a white shirt, his eyes fixed on the other person's face: "You said that if you can return to China to develop, you will stay with me .”

This was the first time that Jin Chi saw Luo Wenxi in a place other than the photos. He didn't have such an amazing appearance, his features were delicate, like a clear spring, and his temperament was very clean.

At this time, Luo Wenxi seemed to feel shy, and did not look at Pei Zhou: "It's all a joke."

Pei Zhou stared at him stubbornly: "What's so good about being abroad? I'm the heir of the Pei family. You just have to smile at me. Even if you want the moon in the sky, I can find a way to get it off for you."

Luo Wenxi's eyes flickered slightly, and she bit her lips lightly: "Ah Zhou, don't be like this, I heard that you have a boyfriend who has been dating for two years, I don't want to hurt another person because of me, don't mention it again."

Seeing that Pei Zhou was still about to speak, he shook his head slightly: "We can still be friends, don't let me look down on you, okay?"

Pei Zhou revealed a look of pain: "Wen Xi..."

The video freezes at the scene where the two look at each other affectionately, like a pair of bitter mandarin ducks who are forced to separate, falling in love but unable to be together, which makes people cry.

Fu Chen was so angry that he went crazy, and cursed incoherently: "Shameless...moral depravity!"

Jin Chi looked at Luo Wenxi's desire-filled eyes that didn't match his appearance, and couldn't help but clicked his tongue: "That's right, I have fully grasped the eldest young master's temper, and made progress by retreating, hanging on to him indifferently."

"How can this be a simple little white rabbit?"

Therefore, Pei Zhou, who was raised by everyone, was deceived.

Seeing that he was still interested in making comments, Fu Chen gradually recovered from the anger of his friend being cheated on. This time, he really believed that Jin Chi just took a fancy to Pei Zhou's face, and he didn't care that his boyfriend cheated on him.

"You don't care, why am I so upset in my heart? Damn, since he dares to green you, you also give him green back!" Fu Chen cursed: "At eight o'clock in the evening, see you at the night bar, if you don't come, you won't give brother face , do you hear me?"

"That little milk dog artist, do you still remember, the last time I saw you, I was so shocked, I chased me for your contact information several times, you come over to chat, you are pleasing to the eye everywhere, I am so mad at that idiot Pei Zhou .”

"No, forget about the little milk dog." Jin Chi turned on the speakerphone, took the phone, went to the bathroom to remove makeup and wash his face: "I haven't seen you for a long time, see you tonight."

The young man in front of the mirror lowered his head slightly, fiddled with his hands behind his head for a while, and took off the black wig he had been wearing for a day, revealing his golden hair underneath, which was especially eye-catching under the dim light.

"Why wait until night, I'm free now." Fu Chen was puzzled.

Jin Chi lightly stroked the bead-shaped thing hanging on his chest, looked at the young man in the mirror, and said, "I still have to meet a friend."

"Today is his sixth anniversary."

in the afternoon.

Cemetery in the suburbs of Beishi.

The mountain wind passed through the forest of steles, and the fresh water drops still stained the gypsophila that had just been put down in front of the tombstone, rustling softly.This is a dress with a few pieces of clothing underneath. There are no photos on the stele, and three lonely words are engraved on it.

Yu Linyuan.

Jin Chi was dressed in black, and said softly to the tombstone, "I've come to see you."

The only response to him was the wind from the cemetery.

He leaned over to wipe off the dust on the stele, sat down in front of the stele, and, as always, talked about what happened recently.

The owner of this stele was his first love in his life.

Jin Chi didn't say anything to anyone, Pei Zhou looked a bit like Yu Linyuan, who had been dead for many years, with a five-point outline, but his appearance and temperament were far from him.

That person was raised in the Taoist crown since he was a child. He is like jade, his eyes are like lacquer, and he is more beautiful than the silver moon hanging high in the mountains.

His body seemed to be in poor condition, his pale face often carried a lingering sense of weakness, and was shrouded in a sense of alienation beyond the world of mortals, as if he was about to ride the wind back in the next second.

When Jin Chi was picked up by him, it was at the time of extreme rebellion. Whenever he bared his teeth and threatened how he would desperately avenge his family, the person who looked cold and dusty would always sigh softly and touch her tenderly. Touching his hair: "Speaking angry again."

"Don't do things that hurt yourself."

Such a good person was only 22 years old when he died.

Died in a forest fire.

At that time, Jin Chi didn't understand the reason for his nostalgia, but after six years of continuous fermentation and expansion of emotions, he finally understood.

It's just too late.

From the very beginning when he came to Pei Zhou, he knew clearly what he wanted—sometimes when he saw Pei Zhou's silhouette sitting on the sofa, he could use it to deceive himself, that person was still in the world. Somewhere in the unknown, live well.

It just so happens that Pei Zhou regards him as a stand-in for his emotions, and he has never invested a single amount of emotion in him. Isn't it appropriate that both of them have ghosts in their hearts?

Ask yourself, compared to Pei Zhou's temper at any time, for the sake of his face and money, he has never lost his temper.

...After all, the boss gave too much money.

Take a bad heart.

After staying for another half an hour, Jin Chi glanced at his watch: "Let's go, Chen Zi is still waiting for me at the bar."

As if he knew what the man would say, he patted his butt and stood up, waving his hands to the tombstone with his back: "Don't worry, don't fight, don't make trouble."

Yu Linyuan hoped that he would be an upright person, and it was very difficult for him that Jin Chi grew wildly like wild weeds since he was a child.

Just because the person he likes thinks, he is willing to learn to do it.

.....

Ye Shi is the most famous bar nearby, where gays come and go, and most of the celebrities and stars in Beishi have played here, so it is well hidden.

Before meeting Pei Zhou, Jin Chi had been a supervisor here for a few months, in charge of security, and was very familiar with the place.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the quiet night swept through, but it was the most lively time in the bar. As soon as he appeared, the surroundings immediately became restless.

Jin Chi wore a black work jacket today. The bar was a bit hot, and the jacket he took off was draped over his arms. The black shirt inside had a deep neckline, which just revealed the beautiful neck line and slightly protruding Adam's apple.

The ambiguous and dim light shone on the young man's body, his hair reflected a golden light, against his porcelain-white skin, white skin and red lips.After removing his makeup, he no longer deliberately kept a docile smile. He was no longer that innocent canary like a little white flower. He was tall and straight, like a rose in a cold night, cold and lustful.

As soon as he entered, it attracted countless people to move around.

And I don't know anything about it.

"Brother Chi is here?" The handsome guy in uniform who welcomed the guests brightened his eyes, and said courteously, "Brother Chen is at the old position, I'll take you there."

Jin Chi smiled: "No, I know the way."

The handsome guy in uniform showed an undisguised expression of regret, licked his lips, and walked back to the door in three steps.

Last time, a customer who didn't know the details followed Jin Chi out of the bar after seeing the sex, and he didn't show up for a long time.It was only later that I learned that my leg was broken and I was hospitalized for a month.

Unfortunately, this is a prickly rose.

When he came to the booth at the old position, Jin Chi was dragged over by Fu Chen, pressed him to sit down, and said: "Don't pay attention to those people, they played wildly, be careful not to get sick."

"I'll introduce you to someone safe."

Before he finished speaking, a head poked out beside Jinchi, and the little milk dog looked at him eagerly: "Brother, I'm clean, I can go up or down, brother can do whatever he likes."

Fu Chen: "..."

Jin Chi stepped back tactically: "..."

This is not wave?

"Did I say that my brother likes to be reserved, so keep it up." Fu Chen cursed with a smile, pushed the unconvinced little milk dog away, and gently shook the glass: "Don't be fooled by him, this kid is a talkative kid, I've just grown up, and I haven't had a boyfriend before, are you interested?"

Jin Chi glanced at the angry boy beside him, and raised his forehead: "Why did you bring him here? I really have no idea."

Fu Chen stared at him suspiciously: "Don't keep thinking about the cheating man, what's so good, isn't it the same when the lights are turned off?"

Jin Chi said, "It has nothing to do with him."

He and Pei Zhou have never even held hands. They are not so much lovers as they are doubles and benefactors with high annual salaries.

The two chatted for more than half an hour. He originally wanted to say a few more words to Fu Chen, but the little milk dog was too enthusiastic. Seeing that if he didn't leave, people would sit on his lap. Jin Chi couldn't stand it anymore. The excuse of the toilet was peeing.

When I walked to the main entrance of the bar, I almost bumped into a group of people.

Jin Chi didn't take it seriously, and was about to go around, when a voice that he had just heard in the morning suddenly entered his ears, it was not as soft as in the video, but in reality it sounded a bit choked.

"Ah Zhou, why did you drink so much?"

Jin Chi heard the sound and looked, surrounded by a group of people, Luo Wenxi supported the drunk Pei Zhou, his voice was soft and soft: "Where do you live?"

Pei Zhou drank the hangover medicine that Luo Wenxi handed over, sobered up a little, and said without thinking: "Xiyuan." After speaking, he was stunned for a few seconds, then changed his words: "...I remembered wrongly, it was Xiaonanwan."

Why did you subconsciously say that it was the rhinoceros garden where Jin Chi lived?

Luo Wenxi didn't seem to realize that something was wrong, and said softly: "You rest for a while, I'll take you back, and call you when you get there."

Pei Zhou hummed, and was about to move forward when he caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure from the back out of the corner of his eye, and when he looked again, it was gone again.

Luo Wenxi followed him to look: "Who are you looking at?"

Pei Zhou rubbed the center of his brows: "It's nothing, I admitted my mistake."

What do you think.

How could Jin Chi come to such a place.

On the other side, Jin Chi turned around and went to the back door of the bar. Makeup is not magic. If Pei Zhou could see his face clearly, he would probably be able to recognize him.

It's only a few days before the end of the agreement. Before breaking up, it's better not to have any troubles in your life, and to have a beginning and an end.

This is the professional quality of a qualified stand-in.

The alley at the back door is cold and remote, few people come, there are piles of discarded goods, large and small, left by the night staff when they transported them.

Jin Chi bypassed the box blocking the way, and halfway there, hurried footsteps came from a distance, and his deliberately low voice came intermittently.

"Damn... where did the person go?"

"Hurry up... kill him while... he is sick."

Jin Chi's heart skipped a beat.

I know I heard what I shouldn't have heard.

He cursed secretly, quickly picked up the wine bottle on the box next to him who didn't know who put it, poured it from the top of his head, and quickly tore his clothes a few times.

When more than a dozen strong men in black ran over, they saw a young man reeking of alcohol, his shirt was wrinkled, and his wet blond hair covered most of his face.

Almost bumped into them crookedly, Hao Xuan stopped, muttered a few drunken words, staggered and continued walking.

The leading man frowned and looked at him for a while, and someone behind him gestured: "Brother, do you want to deal with it?"

"Forget it, there are a lot of eyeliners from various forces here." The man withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice, "It's just a drunkard. It's important to search for the target, don't make trouble out of it."

After the group left quickly, Jin Chi slowly straightened up, his wet hair was pushed back by him, revealing a thoughtful face.

Beishi has never been as calm as it appears on the surface. The various forces underneath have taken root, and many dark incidents that cannot be revealed often occur. This is beyond the reach of an ordinary person like him.

Jin Chi tidied up his clothes, and was about to walk away, but there was a resistance under his feet, his heart beat faster for a second, and he looked down.

A pair of pale hands suddenly stretched out from under the pile of sundries beside him, their joints were stained with blood, and they tightly grasped his ankle.

Jin Chi: "..."

He glanced in the direction where the man in black left, and then squatted down to have a look, only to find that there was a hole in the pile of debris, which was supported by a wooden plank stretched across the sky.

After thinking for a moment, he lowered his head and pushed the unknown man's hand away, pushed it in and hid it, then walked out as if nothing had happened, and took out his mobile phone, ready to call the police for an ambulance.

If you meet by chance, there is no need to take people out at the risk. People who can participate in this kind of thing are likely to be unclean, so there is no need to provoke them.

He just walked a few steps, and the appearance of those hands always lingered in his mind. The hands were beautiful, long and white, somewhat familiar for no reason, and his heartbeat became faster and faster.

He suddenly stopped, turned back in a strange way, and stopped at the place where he had just stopped.

He has always been a bit night blind, so he took a photo with his mobile phone in one hand, and with the other hand he uncovered layers of sundries, revealing the face of the wounded man, whiter than frost and snow, little by little.

First, a white and thin chin was exposed, followed by pale thin lips, a straight nose bridge, tightly closed eyes, and dense shadows cast by the crow's wing-like eyelashes.

The unforgettable face in this chapter...

Jin Chi's hand holding the phone trembled unconsciously, and his mind went blank... How could it be, did he miss it so much that he had hallucinations?

He thought he would never see this face again.

How is he still alive?

Yu Linyuan.