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Sheng Zhixin's face was pale, and he heard Ai Xin's voice leaving in anger.

He waited for a while but did not wait for Wen Gu to leave, the takeaway called him over and over again, the phone was vibrating in his pocket, forcing Sheng Zhixin to walk down the stairs slowly.

As soon as he walked down a few steps, he saw Wen Gu leaning against the window, his profile outlined by the emergency lights, and holding a half-burned cigarette in his hand, the cigarette butt glowing orange-red in the dimness.

He seemed to hear the sound of someone approaching, slightly turned his head, and saw Sheng Zhixin on the stairs.

Sheng Zhixin forced the corners of his lips to smile at him, lowered his eyes and wanted to leave, but he heard the man say, "Come here."

It seems that because of smoking, Wen Gu's voice is a little more magnetic and hoarse.

Sheng Zhixin paused, suppressing the sadness in his tone: "I bought the medicine, and they are waiting downstairs."

Wen Gu frowned, put out the cigarette, and walked towards Sheng Zhixin: "Did it hit you hard? Why did you buy medicine?"

As he said that, he naturally stretched out his hand to Sheng Zhixin, but Sheng Zhixin quickly avoided it.

Wen Gu felt empty with his hand, and after a moment of daze, he looked at Sheng Zhixin.

"I'm going to get the medicine." Sheng Zhixin finished these words in a hurry, turned around and ran downstairs, his back showing a little panic.

Wen Gu narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, looking thoughtfully at his receding figure.

Sheng Zhixin ran out of the hotel as if fleeing, took the medicine from the delivery man like a robbery, and quickly disappeared into the night amidst his shout of "Hey, hey, you look like that star".

He didn't run so fast when he ran the 1000 meters in high school.

Panting, Sheng Zhixin stood still by the outer wall of the hotel, covered his face and slowly squatted down.

really.

He just said why such a big piece of good cake fell on him exactly, why Wen Gu took good care of his blue eyes, why...

How could you be so kind to him.

It turned out that there was someone they couldn't love, and I was just like that person.

Sheng Zhixin sniffed, and his eye sockets were wet.

I didn't expect that bloody drama like double literature would appear on me one day.

He hid silently outside the hotel and cried for more than ten minutes before returning to the hotel listlessly with red eyes.Just 5 minutes after entering the room, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Sheng Zhixin's voice had a strong nasal tone, and he asked angrily, "Who is it?"

"It's me," Wen Gu said outside the door, "Did you get the medicine back?"

Sheng Zhixin fiddled with the plastic bag, and bit his lip unconsciously: "I got it back."

The person outside the door was silent for a while, and then said: "Open the door for me, I asked for a bag of ice cubes from the front desk, don't rub the medicine casually, try a cold compress."

"I don't want it," Sheng Zhixin said, "I just apply the medicine."

Wen Gu was not angry, and just spent time with him outside the door: "Be obedient, open the door."

The plastic bag in Sheng Zhixin's hand was ravaged by him, crumpled into a ball, which resembled his current bad mood, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation, and reluctantly went to open the door.

Wen Gu was still wearing his unlined clothes, with tiredness on his brows and eyes, the smell of smoke on his body masked the familiar woody fragrance, and lowered his eyes to look at Sheng Zhixin seriously.

Sheng Zhixin took the bag of ice cubes from his hand, said "thank you" in a low voice, and was about to close the door, but was blocked by someone.

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Gu asked, "Did something happen?"

Sheng Zhixin shook his head silently, trying to close the door with his hands.Wen Gu raised his eyebrows, and put his hand directly on the door frame.

"you......!"

Sheng Zhixin was so frightened that his hands froze, and the angry door barely stopped on top of Wen Gu's hand, almost clamping the slender and beautiful hand together with the door frame fiercely.

"What's wrong?" Wen Gu observed his expression with a frown, and slowed down his tone, "Did I make you angry?"

Sheng Zhixin's nose was sore, his throat was filled with grievances but he dared not open his mouth, for fear that tears would fall out uncontrollably when he spoke.

He used to like Wen Gu coaxing himself to talk in such a low voice, but now whenever he thinks that this gentleness is not necessarily for him, he will be terribly blocked.

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Wen Gu didn't press the question any further, and changed the subject: "Do you know how to apply ice?"

Sheng Zhixin nodded indiscriminately: "Take your hands away, I'm going to close the door."

But instead of taking his hand away, Wen Gu squeezed into his room, "Let me apply it for you. It won't take long. It's just finished and you go to sleep."

Sheng Zhixin let him drag him to the edge of the bed and sat down in a daze, and gently applied a touch of cold to his wound.

He moved his lips and asked softly, "Mr. Wen, why are you so kind to me?"

Wen Gu was stunned for a moment: "Because I said something bad to you before, I compensate you, what's wrong?"

Sheng Zhixin shook his head and smiled at him.

It's just that this smile can't be called happy, but looks a little sad.

Wen Gu frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end, he just silently applied ice for him, told him to go to bed early and left.

The remaining warmth of the ice cubes was still in the wound, Sheng Zhixin would have been happy if it was normal, but now he is very blocked.

As long as he thinks that Wen Gu's tenderness was originally given to others, he will feel terribly uncomfortable, and all the previous happiness seems to be stolen.

Sheng Zhixin was stuffy all night, tossing and turning for a long time before falling asleep in a daze. The dream was full of Wen Gu standing in front of him with his arms around a man whose face could not be seen clearly. When he looked carefully, he found that man He has an Aixin face.

He was so frightened that he sat up suddenly, and the room was still dark.

The digital clock on the bedside table reads 06:30 in the morning.

Sheng Zhixin hasn't woken up at 06:30 in the morning for a long time, except for the days when there are announcements.

He had a headache, so he lay down slowly and closed his eyes, trying to get back to sleep again, but he tossed and turned again, and couldn't fall asleep again.

The itinerary planned by Variety in Shanghai is only one day, so they will leave by plane at noon today to go to the next destination.Sheng Zhixin struggled on the bed for half an hour, finally compromised, and slowly packed his luggage with dark circles under his eyes.

The director team specially reserved a box in the program group for them to have breakfast without being disturbed.When Sheng Zhixin arrived, Wen Gu and Lin Zijin had already arrived, and they were sitting on the sofa talking about something.

Lin Zijin saw him coming, and greeted him across a table: "Hey, Mr. Xiao Sheng, good morning, is the spot you bumped into yesterday okay?"

Sheng Zhixin turned his face away, nodded to him, and turned to get something to eat.

Lin Zijin took his hand back and said "tsk": "Old Wen, did you do something unconscionable and hurt the kid again? Look at his eyes..."

"What happened to your eyes?"

"The killing intent is awe-inspiring," Lin Zijin said, "it scared me."

Wen Gu sneered, "Go ahead and pretend."

"But he really doesn't seem to be in a good mood. After thinking about it, I think you have the ability to make him become like this," Lin Zijin said, "Let me be honest, what have you done?"

"Did nothing."

Wen Gu said in a low voice: "It's just that he seems to have overheard a conversation that he shouldn't have heard, and started to think wildly."

Lin Zijin looked at him suspiciously: "Ah? What conversation should I not have heard?"

"Probably some nonsense from Ai Xin," Wen Gu sighed, "about the person I'm looking for."

"That chicken soup kid you never forget?" Lin Zijin suddenly realized, "Damn it, I seem to understand, you don't really have a conscience to play stand-in games, do you?"

Wen Gu didn't bother to argue with him: "You're just playing a stand-in game, you should pack up and go act in a brain-dead idol drama."

The two were talking here, while Ai Xinshi came in through the main entrance, looking in good spirits.

He stood at the bread place with a plate, and greeted Sheng Zhixin with a smile on his face: "Xiao Sheng, good morning."

Sheng Zhixin's face was a little pale, and he nodded perfunctorily.

"Xiao Sheng, what's wrong with you?" Ai Xin asked, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

Sheng Zhixin shook his head and chose a seat to sit down.

Ai Xin took two kinds of food at random, and sat next to Sheng Zhixin: "Xiao Sheng, you and Wen Gu have such a good relationship recently, did he tell you that he is looking for someone, please help me too?"

Sheng Zhixin's action of peeling the eggs slowed down: "No, who is he looking for?"

"It seems to be a person I met a long time ago. He told me when I was in class with him," Ai Xin handed him a piece of bread with jam, "It is said that that person accompanied Wen Gu through a very difficult period. After a few days, after Wen Gu became popular, this person will disappear."

Sheng Zhixin blinked, and suddenly remembered the "Bole" that Wen Gu mentioned in the previous interview.

It turned out that he had said it long ago, but he hadn't noticed it.

Ai Xin looked at Sheng Zhixin in a daze, a smile appeared on his lips, and he pretended to sigh and said: "After so many years, Wen Gu is still insisting on looking for this person. Who will believe that he doesn't have deep feelings? I hope he finds it soon, and then the lover will finally get married, right Xiao Sheng?"

Sheng Zhixin grabbed the tablecloth with his hand under the table, his eyes were sour, and he nodded with almost all his strength: "Yes."

Ai Xin stood up with the tray in his hand, and gave Sheng Zhixin a meaningful look.

His little ex-boyfriend is still like this. When others say something about the person he cares about, he promises to believe what he says. The usual carelessness has long since disappeared, and he will never get to the bottom of it with you.

To put it bluntly, he is still too lacking in love. Whoever treats him well will pounce on him desperately, and then he will be kicked away like a pet dog or a pet cat, and walk away in embarrassment with his tail between his legs.

Ai Xin exhaled lightly, and finally showed a happy smile after suppressing it for so long.

Now is just the first step, he promises that the kitten behind him who thought he was abandoned by the new owner will soon return to him in disgrace, and then...

His eyes fell on Wen Gu calmly, adding a touch of fanaticism.

Pei Ming is the flying guest, and he returned to the set overnight to continue filming last night.Sheng Zhixin raised his eyes to look around, Wu Tong was resting with his eyes closed, and the rest were people he didn't even want to look at.

A feeling of stagnation was suffocating in his chest, he couldn't go up or down, and even his head, which had been bumped the day before, ached.

He sat in the window seat where he was sitting before, and just about to close his eyes and squint for a while, the seat beside him sank.

Sheng Zhixin opened his eyes and saw Wen Gu's profile.

He turned his face away sleepily, and moved towards the window.

Several guests boarded the car one after another, but the director also followed, with a weird smile on his face.

The door of the car was slowly closed, and the camera was aimed at the passengers in the car. The director said slowly, "It's quite far from the airport. In order to prevent everyone from being bored, we can play a small game."

After the recording of these two episodes, the guests were tortured by the program crew, and they all looked at him with "no life to love".

"What we are going to play is a game of word passing," said the director, "starting from Teacher Wu Tong, passing it on to Teacher Lin, then Teacher Ai, and finally Teacher Xiao Sheng to tell the final answer, who made the mistake, and the next Who will make the choice of the tourist destination in the future, do you understand?"

Sheng Zhixin lowered his eyes, seemed to be full of curiosity about a piece of thread on the front seat cover, absently listened to the rules of the game, and continued to study that piece of thread without being very interested.

The word quickly spread to Wen Gu, and before Sheng Zhixin was ready, there was a warm breath in his ears.

The man's shallow breath hit his ears, instantly making Sheng Zhixin's cheeks feel hot and flushed.

The magnetic voice was a little tender, and fell on his heart.