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When Sheng Zhixin woke up the next day, he felt as if his whole body had been run over by a car, from head to toe as if split open.

Hangovers hurt people, honestly don't lie to me.

He frowned and helped his drowsy head to sit up slowly, looked around, and felt a hard "thump" in his heart.

This is a hotel room.

Sheng Zhixin came back with a splitting headache and finally remembered the man he met in the corridor of the clubhouse the night before.

A man who looks like Wen Can but doesn't look like Wen Can.

Then what did they do?

Won't......

Sheng Zhixin rolled from the bed and fell to the ground, staggered to the bathroom, carefully checked his face, neck and collarbone——

Fortunately, there are no traces that are too ambiguous, except for a small wound on the lip.

Maybe the man I met last night was a good guy who took the initiative to send him drunk to the hotel?

As soon as he thought of this, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated desperately.

Knowing that he didn't have that thing after drinking or that one night thing, half of Sheng Zhixin's heart fell back into his stomach, and he answered the phone with a yawn: "Hello?"

"You still 'hello', didn't you say that you will never be picked up? What's the matter with you?"

"Ah? Oh," Sheng Zhixin said with some embarrassment, "I don't know how to drink, I didn't expect a glass of Long Island iced tea to pour me down."

The anger in Lin Monai's tone didn't decrease, but it tended to intensify: "Stay where you are, I'll fucking pick you up right away."

"Do you know where I am?"

"Can you not know? Go to Weibo and check it out yourself!"

Sheng Zhixin couldn't figure it out. He sat by the bed and just clicked on Weibo when he was startled by the word "explosive" on the hot search list.

That entry is two juxtaposed names: Wen Gu and Sheng Zhixin.

Sheng Zhixin gasped, and hurriedly entered the entry, when a blurry photo came into his sight.

"Music master Wen Gu met a mysterious person at night in the old club. The two had a close relationship. They embraced and kissed passionately in the corridor. Next, the editor will tell you about it..."

what?

Sheng Zhixin's brain shut down instantly.

Him, and Wen Gu, hugging and kissing at the clubhouse?

Leaving aside who, what's the matter with kissing?Isn't he drunk and unconscious? Where did he get the strength to kiss others?

Sheng Zhixin sat on the spot clutching his phone, feeling himself cooling down inch by inch from head to toe.

"See?" Lin Monai asked after hearing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, "Wen Gu, do you know who it is?"

Of course he knew.

In other words, he himself was the first batch of old fans who followed Wen Gu since he entered the circle.Sheng Zhixin can memorize that set of rhetoric that everyone blows back. Sheng Zhixin is a legendary newcomer who won a music award at a foreign film festival when he first entered the industry. He is the youngest all-round singer-songwriter in the circle. …

He even knew Wen Gu's attitude towards himself.

The last announcement of the men's group before the holiday is to warm up a certain fashion show.When they were preparing to go on stage backstage, they happened to meet Wen Gu in a dark passage.

Wen Gu was accompanied by a staff member, who introduced him: "This is the boy group YOUNG, Mr. Wen, you should have heard of it."

The light in the passage was dim, and they couldn't see each other clearly.But Sheng Zhixin intuited that the man's eyes lingered on him for a long time, and finally only heard the word "um".

He was not surprised by his attitude, after all, he was the one who publicly said in an interview that Sheng Zhixin had poor professional ability and poor work attitude.

Everyone knows that Sheng knows that new fans warm up old fans. After the announcement, several people in the group lamented that his sincerity was wasted.

If Wen Gu's taste is Yangchun Baixue, then Sheng Zhixin is so vulgar that he can't even get on the stage.

Sheng Zhixin quickly asked: "Brother Lin, can the hot search be removed?"

Lin Monai sighed: "I said last night that the company won't spend money to remove hot searches for you."

"Then Wengu..."

"Wen Gu's company said it would issue a statement," Lin Monai said through gritted teeth, "The most urgent thing is that you take care of your little hands, if you like something you shouldn't like before I arrive Then I will take you to jump the Yongding River together!"

***

Manager Lin still cherishes the only artist under his command, and brought him a cup of milk tea before jumping the Yongding River with him.

With messy hair, Sheng Zhixin was leaning against the head of the bed with milk tea in his arms, looking at the photos on the table, his face was covered in capital letters "There is nothing to love".

The faces of the two people in the photo have been subtly post-processed. They are not clear and not blurry. They are pasted together under a beam of warm yellow light. No matter how you look at it, something is wrong.

"Well, okay, thank you, Mr. Wen, for your trust. We Xiaosheng really can't do such a thing to catch people's attention...Okay, wait for me to tell him."

Lin Monai walked back and forth in front of him, suppressed his anger and finished talking to the person on the other end of the phone, then stared at Sheng Zhixin with dark eyes: "You can do this to me just after you broke up with your ex? "

"I didn't know that Yuji was following him." Sheng Zhixin bit a pearl, feeling his head was heavy, "What did he say?"

"It's weird."

Lin Monai played with his mobile phone and sat on the chair opposite him: "Your appearance yesterday was too much like a long-planned hype. Find out where the good guy is in advance, and then call Yuji to follow him, pretending to meet him by chance Huddled together, gossiping on hot searches...isn't it Sheng Zhixin?"

Sheng Zhixin pinched the cup of milk tea and said nothing, but he felt that what he said was reasonable.

"But Wen Gu insisted that it was a misunderstanding, and he took full responsibility for it. We don't need our company's help in removing hot searches and public relations. Didn't he always dislike you? Didn't he take the opportunity to step on you?"

"I don't know why, maybe Mr. Wen is in a good mood these two days."

In fact, it was because I was too confused, and there was no need for others to take any opportunity to step myself into the ground and never stand up again.

Sheng Zhixin drank the milk tea in one gulp, made a throwing posture, and threw the cup into the trash can not far away like a three-pointer.

He put on his coat, listlessly said to Lin Monai: "Is there anything else I need to do?"

"It's gone, just wait for Wen Gu's public relations and turn to Weibo. I guess you won't have any important work in the next six months. You won't be a big star." Lin Monai raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but taunt him, "Where are you going?" ?”

"go home."

Sheng Zhixin paused for a moment with his hand on the doorknob, and then said, "Go back and collect the rent."

***

When Sheng Zhixin returned to the door of the rental house, he saw the door was open, and there were sounds of moving things inside.

He walked over unhurriedly, kicked back a cardboard box with its head exposed, closed the door, and looked coldly at Ai Xin who was only wearing a shirt.

He also had a piece of medical cotton cloth on his nose, and it seemed that he hadn't touched it clearly yesterday.

Sheng Zhixin looked at Ai Xin's face unkindly, with air-conditioning in his brows and eyes, and he was very angry, but he asked with a smile: "If you are so active, get out? I thought we would at least have another fight. Yesterday Have you done enough? Are you happy? How did you come out?"

As soon as "fighting" was mentioned, Ai Xin's face darkened suddenly, and he touched his nose reflexively with his hand, and stopped abruptly halfway.

"Sheng Zhixin."

He asked in a low voice, "What's your relationship with Wen Gu?"

Sheng Zhixin was stunned for a moment: "Are you familiar with each other?"

"answer me."

His attitude made Sheng Zhixin laugh: "What qualifications do you have to question me? What does it have to do with you if I kissed and slept with him?"

Ai Xin's face instantly turned paler than when he was caught/raped last night.

He grabbed Sheng Zhixin's collar with trembling hands: "You..."

Sheng Zhixin said that you are still pretending to be affectionate here, why didn't you think about it when you flicked your lips and tongue with Wen Can last night.

Besides, he hasn't settled the matter with the company about withdrawing his endorsement yet.

After all, Sheng Zhixin still had no feelings for Ai Xin at all, he broke away from Ai Xin's hand, stared into his eyes and said word by word: "We did kiss, we have a room, what do we have to do with you?" relation?"

Ai Xin seemed to have lost all strength.

He pursed his lips and put down his hands, looked at Sheng Zhixin with complicated eyes, stepped on his slippers and went back to the room to continue packing his luggage.

Sheng Zhixin was not idle either, and followed him into the room, starting from the dressing table at the door.The bottles and cans were "crashed" on the carpet by him, causing quite a commotion.

The Ping An Fu bought when the two of them first moved in, the bear caught in the mall, and the hand banner he quietly asked CP fans to commemorate.

Sheng Zhixin looked at the handwriting for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, and stuffed the two smiling faces together into the trash bag.

In one year, one dog can be raised well, but one person can't be raised well.

Ai Xin doesn't have many things, because when he lived here, he mostly used Sheng Zhixin.When Sheng Zhixin thought that the two of them shared toothpaste, shower gel, and shampoo, it was impossible for him to smell similar to him now, so he felt so unlucky that he wanted to hit the wall.

He watched his ex-boyfriend drag the suitcase to the gate with a blank face, and turned around with a complicated expression.

"What else is there to fart?"

Ai Xin took a deep look at him, and tightened his grip on the handle of the suitcase: "Xiao Sheng, I know you may not like my words, but..."

"Oh."

Sheng Zhixin said coldly: "If you know I don't want to hear it, just shut up and get out, and stop talking nonsense here, do you hear me?"

"No, Xiao Sheng, let me say a few last words."

Ai Xin's face turned red.

He hesitated for a while, and finally said: "I don't think you have ever done anything with Wen Gu."

What a fucking talent you are.

"If your three sentences can't be separated from one sex/bed, you can get out," Sheng Zhixin said, "Is it over?"

"He and you are not from the same world, Sheng Zhixin," Ai Xin frowned, "Listen to my brother and don't provoke him, it won't do you any good."

elder brother?

Give you a face, how old are you when it's your turn to educate me?

Sheng Zhixin felt a rush of hot blood rushing to his head, he didn't even think about the next words, he just touched his upper and lower lips as soon as his head was hot and said:

"What? Are you jealous that he is so well-equipped? Sleeping with him is very comfortable. You and Wen Can finished it in a few minutes last night? Impotence has been so long, do you want me to help you with an andrology department?"

Sheng Zhixin picked up a stack of folded clothes from the side and threw them on Ai Xin: "Get out! Don't let me see you again in this lifetime!"

Ai Xin staggered and pushed his suitcase out the door. A transparent object fell from his pocket and bounced twice on the ground, just in time to meet a piece of sunlight, glowing faintly.