The national male god wants to chase me

Before dawn, Ye Mo was awakened.He lay on the bed wanting to cry without tears, his eyes were staring straight, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Those messy pictures in the dream haunted him.The frequency of nightmares is now much less than before.But once it happened, it would be a painful disaster for him.

Ye Mo's chest was heavy and painful.He felt like a piece of garbage, torn to shreds and discarded carelessly.

He could no longer sleep in the dark.In a few hours, he had to face a new day, but he suddenly lost the courage to face it.

"Ugh..."

He twitched his delicate face and let out a small sob.Ye Mo at this time is completely different from the daytime.He lost his noble arrogance, became weak, and had no strength in his body.

After a while, Ye Mo took out a fruit knife from the drawer of the bedside table.

He stared at the knife, and stacked the long sleeves of his pajamas on his left arm.There are many thin scratches near the wrist, deep and shallow, which are old injuries.

Ye Mo raised the fruit knife and swiped it.He's already proficient at this kind of thing.It can let blood flow out without endangering life.

Blood flowed out little by little.

The sharp pain and the loss of life rekindled his desire to continue living.When he drew this knife, it was no longer for death, but for survival.

"..."

Ye Mo let the blood flow, and fell back on the bed.He had to live, and live better than anyone else.

...The figure of the man from last night flashed inexplicably before his eyes.He stood there, watching himself.Ye Mo suddenly wanted to know what kind of eyes that man was showing at that time.

It's a pity that it's too far away to see clearly.

Surrounded by pain and dizziness from excessive blood loss, Ye Mo silently thought about such things deep in his heart.

*********

Early in the morning, Ye Mo's manager Fang Xueling arrived at his residence several hours earlier than usual.

She received a message from Ye Mo.I have to help my idol treat the wound, and then perform technical shielding to ensure that the pain from the unhealed wound will not be noticed and experienced by fans through the live broadcast.

Fang Xueling is considered an experienced agent in this circle, but when this happened for the first time, when Ye Mo called him, he was almost frightened.In order to prevent the news from leaking out, she asked Ye Mo to contact her directly in the future and not let her assistant have any contact.

"Feel sorry."

Ye Mo rarely apologized to others, except for this kind of moment.At this moment, he was pale, leaning on the bed, like a doll that lost its color.

The agent helped him re-dress the wound that was simply bandaged, and asked him to take a bath first.When it came out, it was carefully bandaged again.In the past few days, after the gauze is removed, I have to cover him lightly with a waterproof and sweatproof stage primer.Even if she always wears long sleeves, the bright red marks are too obvious.

"Let's postpone today's schedule with an excuse. Take a day off."

Facing the manager's suggestion, Ye Mo shook his head.

"No. Proceed as usual."

"Wait for the wound to heal first."

Fang Xueling didn't listen to him, and refused firmly. "Otherwise, halfway through the event, it's broken. Do you want the assistant to help you deal with it, or will the fans find something strange?"

"It's not summer, and you can't see it even if it seeps outside. Just change the gauze for me halfway."

Ye Mo's attitude was also very tough.He didn't want to affect his work during the day because of this kind of thing.Not at all.

"..."

In Fang Xueling's heart, there was an indescribable feeling.In the beginning, she couldn't stand Ye Mo's temper, and almost forcibly endured it for the high salary and future in the circle.

The first time I saw him bleeding and self-mutilating, I felt that I was very unlucky. I had such a bad temper and such a serious problem. I had to not only wipe his butt, but also help him hide it all day long. Tired, every time she was about to quarrel, she even thought about going to the doctor if she was sick, and why abnormal people came here to be idols.

After a long time, Fang Xueling felt that she couldn't leave him behind.Seeing Ye Mo sitting on the bed with a pale face waiting for him, his powerless appearance was different from usual, and it made people feel distressed.

"Then let's take a step back. Take a good rest at home in the morning, and then go out to start the live broadcast in the afternoon."

Seeing that Ye Mo wanted to say something more, the manager blocked his words.

"Sleep first. With two ugly dark circles under your eyes, you look haggard and ugly. Who would recognize you as Ye Mo?"

Ye Mo, who pays attention to appearance, finally compromised.Fang Xueling made breakfast for him and put it on the table.

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"You can sleep when you are full."

"……thanks."

Ye Mo was the only one left in the room.He gradually became drowsy, and with a brand new and painful scar near the artery, he slowly closed his eyes.

*********

Finding free time together is not easy when both of you are busy.After a week, Qin Luo and Long Zeyu finally got their wish.

"Where are you taking me?"

After getting into Qin Luo's car, the young man rushed over to kiss his lips.Regardless of the presence of Lei Ming who was sitting in the driving seat.

Qin Luo blushed and struggled to push him away.

"Damn! Pay attention to the impact!"

The little assistant put on sunglasses pretendingly. "It's okay, it's okay if you do a complete set, I won't care."

"Shut up! You unscrupulous bastard!"

Long Zeyu hugged him tightly, kissed him on the cheek again, turned his head and said to Faxiao.

"Don't dream, how can I show you the cutest side of my wife. Don't even think about it in this life."

"Tsk tsk. I'm starting to call my wife."

Lei Ming looked very upset. "It's a pity that you can only yell unilaterally. Uncle won't call your husband."

"Wife."

Long Zeyu yelled again in a deep voice, Qin Luo felt hot all over.

"Call my husband, okay? I want to hear it."

"not good!"

"Then I'll continue to kiss you in front of Lei Ming until you scream."

The man once again acted like a hooligan, and Qin Luo was so angry that he punched him.

"roll--!"

*********

The originally lively atmosphere in the car suddenly became dignified as the destination approached.Long Zeyu also withdrew the smiling expression on his face, and looked outside the car window.

"here it is……"

"It's a cemetery."

There were a few peddlers selling flowers past the door, and the car drove into the cemetery until it couldn't drive anymore, and then stopped at the corner.

Both Long Zeyu and Qin Luo put on hats and sunglasses before getting out of the car.Today, the two dressed very plainly.

Compared with ordinary people, they are all tall and handsome guys with long legs, and they are quite eye-catching when they walk in the crowd.Not to mention idols who still have a large number of fans, one of which is the current No. [-] in Asia.