The perfect game for personalities

Xiang Zimo stayed here for a day and then left. He was busy dealing with all the work on the itinerary, and exchanged high liquidated damages for his own freedom.

He decided to quit the entertainment industry, and then live with Jiang Fei in a small town where no one can find him.

Knowing his plan, Brother Zhang almost collapsed.

"You're crazy! You've managed to get to where you are today. This is your golden age, and you actually want to quit the entertainment industry? Have you ever thought about the consequences of this!"

Brother Zhang almost yelled at him in the back seat of the car, trying to wake him up.

Every day, so many teenagers and girls with dreams of becoming stars enter the torrent of the entertainment industry, and countless people are washed away. Only a few can really stand under the spotlight and become the focus of the audience.

This is Xiang Zimo's second venture. He became a first-line star as he wished, but he had to quit at his peak.

Brother Zhang not only feels sorry for himself for his hard work, he also feels it's a pity, what a pity, with Xiang Zimo's talent and star luck, he will definitely become an unstoppable classic in the entertainment circle.

Compared with his shock and anxiety, Xiang Zimo looked extraordinarily calm, his tone undeniable.

"Brother Zhang, you have worked hard these five years, and I will not treat you badly."

"But quitting the entertainment industry is my own decision, and I will not regret it."

In the past, he thought that the bright future of fame and fame was his dream, but then Jiang Fei appeared, and he began to yearn for the comfort of eating, chatting and sleeping with Jiang Fei in a small rental house.

They bought a big house and got more fans. Although it was hard work, as long as Jiang Fei was by his side, he was content.

Now, they are forced to separate.

And Xiang Zimo knew that if he still walked forward, no matter how bright or dazzling the front was, he would be alone.

If he went any further, he would lose Jiang Fei.

The work of a star is always busy day and night. In order not to let these heavy chores and the swarming fans push the distance between them further and further, Xiang Zimo had to give up.

He made his choice without hesitation.

"Show me all the contracts that have been signed. If you can arrange them as soon as possible in these days in advance, you can cancel them if you can, and pay liquidated damages according to the contract if you can't."

Xiang Zimo is already an adult around 30 years old, he has his own ideas, and even Brother Zhang can't influence his ideas.

Seeing that he really started to make arrangements for the withdrawal, Brother Zhang didn't speak for a long time with a bad face, and finally he only sighed, and began to arrange assistants to prepare the contract.

Before leaving the villa, Xiang Zimo told Jiang Fei that this was the last time to leave him.

Jiang Fei faintly felt that he was going to make some important decision, but since the other party refused to tell him, he didn't ask much.

After Xiang Zimo left, Jiang Fei realized that Qiao Ge had disappeared at some point.

When he woke up thirsty in the middle of the night, and yawned and went downstairs to drink water, he bumped into Jhogo in the living room.

It was raining outside, and the damp and cold were kept out by the strong windows.

In the warm and comfortable living room, Qiao Ge was quietly sitting in a wheelchair in front of the bar by the window. He was silently looking outside, thinking of something, his gloomy figure looked extremely lonely.

It wasn't until Jiang Fei called out to him blankly that he woke up like a dream and looked over.

As if trapped in a dream late at night, he was in a trance and murmured without leaving for a while.

"Jiang Fei..."

When Jiang Fei approached, his eyes gradually came to his senses, he suppressed the emotion that was about to surge out, and smiled.

"Why are you not sleeping yet?"

"I'm a little thirsty and want to go downstairs for a glass of water. How about you, why don't you go back to your room to rest?"

The rainy night was gloomy, and there was no moonlight. Jiang Fei saw that Qiao Ge seemed to be swallowed by darkness, so he couldn't help but sat down on the bar chair next to him.

Glancing at the half-drunk wine bottles and goblets on the bar, his voice softened a lot and seemed extra soft.

"Drinking so much in the evening, what happened?"

Qiao Ge stared at him intently, as if looking at the hazy and beautiful moonlight. He was in a daze for a while, and replied in a low voice.

"No, I just couldn't sleep."

The brief silence and the faint smell of alcohol seemed to dilute the alienation during the day.

Jiang Fei was still a little sleepy, so he yawned, then tilted his head and rested his arms on his arm, and couldn't help but whispered worriedly.

"Your leg, is there really no way to heal it?"

At this time, he seemed to be awake and dull at times, his gaze fell on Jogo's lap in a daze, and his expression was obviously sad.

Jogo's heart was collapsing again.

Relying on Jiang Fei's sleepiness, he stared at it greedily, and said in self-deprecating manner.

"no solution anymore."

His legs were completely broken after falling from a high place, and he was too impatient in the early stage of the hospital treatment, trying to speed up the process every day in an irritable and desperate way, and stand up again, but even the top doctors abroad have no magic to restore him as ever.

He has been confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

The sentence sentenced was a painful and long torture. Jogo also climbed to the window with difficulty, and had the urge to fall.

After all, the lost legs and his love and dreams of the past ten years were all smashed to pieces, and he could not find the hope of life.

But later, he insisted on surviving.

He must always meet Jiang Fei. At that time, he went abroad in such a hurry that he didn't have time to say goodbye to Jiang Fei.

Even if he really wanted to leave, he still wanted to see Jiang Fei again.

It's just that the expected meeting must not be too embarrassing, he must continue to maintain his handsome and confident image before, so that he can muster up the courage to appear in front of Jiang Fei.

Hearing this, the sadness on Jiang Fei's face became even worse, and he stopped talking.

His emotions are more exposed at night than during the day, his frowning brows are full of sadness, a white arm is exposed from the drooping sleeve of his pajamas, his cheeks are marked by the back of his hand, and his downcast eyes look very obedient .

Jogo's heart also rose with infinite love, but the expression on his face remained silent and calm.

As if thinking about how to comfort her, Jiang Fei was so engrossed in her thoughts that she fell asleep again unconsciously.

When he was sleeping, he was very quiet, his breath was weak, his slender eyelashes hung in a curved arc, and he fell into a deep dream without knowing the outside world.

From the shadow of the living room, the bodyguard walked out silently, ready to take him back to the room, but was driven away by Jogo.

The wheelchair approached quietly, and Jogo stretched out his hand, hanging in the air as he wanted to touch it but didn't dare to touch it. His trembling fingertips began to heat up, as if sparks were flying.

After hesitating for a moment, he still gently supported Jiang Fei's waist, put one hand on the side of his neck, and hugged him in his arms extremely gently and firmly.

The arm that practiced basketball for many years in the early years is still strong and powerful, and only at this time, Qiao Ge still feels that the former self is not completely dead.

Jiang Fei lay docilely in his arms, like a kitten growing out of his own bones.

So cute and soft.

Jogo's breathing was a little messed up.

His eyes became sore for no reason, and he was on the verge of tears. It took him a few seconds to calm down, and then he steered the wheelchair through the living room, walked into the elevator dedicated to him at home, and went up to the second floor.

Putting Jiang Fei on the bed in the bedroom and covering him with the quilt, Qiao Ge stared at him for a long time.

The secret desire crawled into the boundless darkness, and he pressed his fingertips anxiously, trying to force the beating that was about to get out of control back into the empty waste shell.

The wheelchair made a slight sound on the floor. He went back and forth, hesitated for a long time, and finally only carefully pressed his fingertips on Jiang Fei's lips, stayed for a moment and then quickly retracted them.

Staring blankly at his fingertips, his expression gradually calmed down, then he lowered his head and pressed it on his lips again.

After staying at Qiao Ge's house for another week, Xiang Zimo came back in a hurry.

This time he was not wearing the gorgeous clothes that he hadn’t changed for the commercials like last time. He was wearing extremely low-key dark gray casual clothes, glasses and a hat. face.

After he found Jiang Fei in the study on the second floor, he pulled him out and said hurriedly.

"Xiao Fei, we should go."

Jiang Fei was still wearing home clothes, and said stumblingly.

"But I haven't changed my clothes—"

"It's okay, change it when you get to the car."

Xiang Zimo seemed to be in a hurry, so he squatted down at the door and quickly put on his shoes.

Jiang Fei supported his shoulders, and saw a strange car parked in the yard outside, and neither Brother Zhang nor the familiar assistant was on it.

There was a trace of doubt in his heart, and before he had time to ask, he was dragged away by Xiang Zimo, so he remembered something and looked back.

"Jogo, I—"

Jogo helped him during this time, so he should at least thank Jogo.

Hearing Qiao Ge's name, Xiang Zimo paused and looked back, a trace of hostility was hidden deep in his gentle voice.

"Thank you this time, and we won't trouble you again in the future."

Xiang Zimo knew very well that if Qiao Ge hadn't voluntarily given up on Jiang Fei because of his disability, then he would not have helped Xiang Zimo deal with He Qian.

He would even compete with Xiang Zimo like He Qian and take Jiang Fei away.

As they stared at each other with turbulent undercurrents, the expression on Qiao Ge's face also condensed into a sharp outline.

He stared at Jiang Fei with a surprised face, forced a smile, and said in a low voice.

"You're welcome."

Watching Xiang Zimo and Jiang Fei get into the car, the speeding car quickly disappeared, and the smile on Qiao Ge's face also disappeared.

The scene outside the car window became more and more unfamiliar and desolate, Jiang Fei asked with a frown.

"Where are we going? And what do you mean by what you said to Qiao Ge just now? Will He Qian stop making trouble?"

Xiang Zimo didn't answer the series of questioning immediately, he was always watching any passing car outside the window vigilantly, and he also paid attention to the situation behind the car from the corner of his eye, as if someone was chasing after him.

Jiang Fei asked again worriedly, and then he looked away and looked at Jiang Fei, his voice was much gentler.

"Let's go to the airport."

"To the airport?"

Jiang Fei was even more surprised, but also a little confused.

"Is there any job in another city? Why aren't Brother Zhang and his assistant here?"

"It's not work, I don't work anymore."

"Xiao Fei, I quit the entertainment circle. Let's go to another city and start again. No one can disturb us anymore, okay?"

Jiang Fei can still see Xiang Zimo's music variety shows or commercials while watching TV these days, and there is no sign of any signs in the entertainment news. Why is Xiang Zimo suddenly quitting the entertainment industry?

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he quickly realized that it might be because of himself.

Because of He Qian's endless entanglement, and because of Qiao Ge's entanglement.

Xiang Zimo wanted to end all this completely, so he gave up the entertainment industry, and chose to continue to live an ordinary and stable life with himself.

He hesitated for several seconds, did not refute Xiang Zimo's decision, but said worriedly.

"But the kitten is still in the pet store, and the things at home have not been cleaned up."

"It's too late to take the kitten away, but I've already made arrangements to send it back when we settle down in the new place."

"As for those things at home, it doesn't matter, as long as we are together."

Xiang Zimo was in such a hurry because he was worried that He Qian would catch up.

He Qian will definitely find out about his handling of the contract and the termination of the contract in the past few days, and the other party must have guessed that he wants to take Jiang Fei away, and maybe he will send someone to follow him all the time.

As long as he gets on the plane and leaves here, He Qian will never find them again.

After forgetting the applause and lights from hard work, Xiang Zimo felt extremely peaceful, as if he had taken off the shackles all over his body.

He stroked Jiang Fei's cheek, couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her, with a smile in his words.

"The arrangement was quite sudden, so I only rented a house temporarily, and we will buy another one when we get there, okay? This time we can look at the house together and decorate it together."

The unconcealed joyful words were full of good expectations for the future, Jiang Fei nodded in agreement, but felt a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Leaving here and living in a new city, can he and Xiang Zimo really get rid of He Qian and stay away from Qiao Ge?

Xiang Zimo deliberately asked the driver to drive to the airport by a remote route, surrounded by a flat river, without any buildings, only a few cars going to the airport passing by occasionally.

When approaching the destination, the driver's speed slowed down.

Xiang Zimo immediately looked forward vigilantly, then frowned, only listening to the driver's uncertain words.

"It seems that the car in front has rear-ended and blocked the road."

The author has something to say: After writing this chapter, I feel that I have regressed [big cry]

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I don't know whether to end the next chapter or not