And scum gong's green tea white moonlight HE

He subconsciously looked at the bedside table and found that it was a USB flash drive with a guitar-shaped key chain hanging on it.

The guitar is light blue, crystal clear, and the inside is cut into countless delicate and small reflective surfaces, shining the light from the lamp in the room into Sheng Zhixin's eyes.

Sheng Zhixin took a suffocated breath, and almost instantly remembered where he had seen this guitar before.

It was probably the morning when I drove Ai Xin out of the rental house. He was staggered and pushed out of the door, and a keychain fell from his body, and it fell to the ground with a crisp "jingle", which also shook him. eyes.

The guitar that Ai Xin dropped from his body was pink, but the one on the flash drive is blue now.

No matter how dull Ren Shengzhixin is, he can still understand that these two guitars are probably some kind of keychains of the same style or a couple.

Why does Ai Xin have the same couple keychain as Wen Gu?

What is the relationship between him and Aixin?

Sheng Zhixin recalled all the previous things, and suddenly a somewhat absurd idea popped up in his mind——

Could Ai Xin be Wen Gu's predecessor?

That can explain why every time Wen Gu looks at Ai Xin, he just looks at each other and hates each other, but Ai Xin lingers on relentlessly.

That......

Wen Gu's kindness to himself is also pure, like him, not mixed with other emotions, okay?

Sheng Zhixin has always been willing to think too much, and after just a few breaths of effort, he has already made up for Ai Xin and Wen Gunao's bloody drama at eight o'clock.

Maybe seeing Sheng Zhixin's expression was wrong, Huo Ming blinked: "Mr. Xiao Sheng, what's the matter?"

Sheng Zhixin forced a smile, and said inadvertently: "Just now I was dazzled by that keychain, and I looked at it more, and I found it looks pretty good, where did you buy it?"

"That," Huo Ming smiled, "I used to lose my keys, this and that, and the boss gave me that keychain, and asked me to handle things more carefully. I think that keychain seems to be quite expensive, anyway. Nothing has been lost since then."

"That's it," Sheng Zhixin nodded, his face returning to his natural expression, "It's really pretty."

The meal made him feel a little tasteless, so he left in a hurry after eating.Wen Gu offered to drive him back, but Sheng Zhixin waved his hand and refused.

"It's not good to ask you to deliver it all the time," he said, "you should have a good rest, and don't go back and forth because of me."

The tone of Sheng Zhixin's words was a little rusty, but Wen Gu was thinking of other things, so he couldn't tell.

He stood outside the hotel gate, silently watching Sheng Zhixin go across the road to hail a taxi.

Although he wore a mask to cover it tightly, only his eyes were exposed, but because of his special temperament, passers-by all looked sideways.

Huo Ming was a little uncomfortable being watched, and whispered: "Boss, let's go back, or we will be photographed soon."

Wen Gu didn't speak, just watched Sheng Zhixin open the door after calling out to a car, hesitated for a moment, waved to himself, and then got into the car.

"He's gone," Huo Ming sighed, "Let's go too, boss, there are a lot of things to do."

Only then did Wen Gu lower his eyes, and followed him back to the hotel.

"Boss, you can't do this." Without the outsider, Huo Ming's respectful spirit disappeared, "Didn't you agree to deal with him in a month? I think Teacher Xiaosheng is still keeping a respectful distance from you now."

Wen Gu raised his eyelids and glared at him: "You are the only one who talks too much."

The two returned to the room. Huo Ming's face became serious. He took out a laptop from his bag, inserted the USB flash drive into the USB port, and clicked on an audio file.

Nie Yingzhe's malicious voice rang out in the room, and Wen Gu frowned as he listened.

After the audio was played, Huo Ming stood beside him with his hands down, and said in a low voice: "That's all I said, it seems that I must ask you out."

Wen Gu leaned on the back of the chair, turning a pen in his hand: "I don't know what material he has in his hand, we are a little passive."

"That's right," Huo Ming said, "I have handed over the relevant evidence to Police Officer Cen according to your request. I originally thought that I would directly detain him in the detention center when he didn't know about it and Mr. Nie was not in Beijing." , but it is estimated that there is no chance now."

Wen Gu said in a low voice: "I'm worried now that he will make a surprise attack, so that no one can make public relations immediately."

Huo Ming nodded: "Then I will ask someone to check the situation at Teacher Xiao Sheng's house when I go back. If there is any problem, I will contact you as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, he quickly put the computer and USB flash drive into his bag, and just as he was about to pack his clothes and leave, Wen Gu called him, "Help me keep an eye on someone."

"Who?"

Wen Gu's eyes darkened: "Ai Xin."

"Watch Ashinsh... oh."

Huo Ming suddenly realized: "Are you afraid that Ai Xin will give Nie Yingzhe the truth about Teacher Xiao Sheng?"

Just as Wen Gu was about to speak, the mobile phone that was put aside rang.

Call from unknown number.

He frowned, and suddenly had a premonition in his heart. After turning on the recording, he connected: "Hello."

The person on the other end of the phone laughed and said very enthusiastically: "Oh, Teacher Wen, I haven't contacted you for a long time. How are you doing?"

Wen Gu's voice was smiling, but there was no smile on his face: "Thanks to Mr. Xiao Nie's concern, it's not bad, the injury on the head is healed?"

Nie Yingzhe's voice paused, and continued as if nothing had happened: "I heard that you are running variety shows recently? Don't you not run variety shows? Is it because the compensation for writing songs can't be uncovered?"

These words were clearly intended to embarrass Wen Gu.

Huo Ming's face instantly collapsed after hearing this.

Wen Gu shook his head at him, and continued to speak slowly: "We are all part-time workers, how can we compare with Mr. Xiao Nie's big business? Doing variety shows is also to support the family. If Mr. Nie has a father like the old man, we will also You don’t have to work so hard, do you?”

Nie Yingzhe heard his unobtrusive sarcasm, he was suffocated, and anger was about to burst from his eyes, but his voice was still steady: "What did Teacher Wen say, what is your music doing? Art, what is the breadwinner?"

Wen Gu was noncommittal: "So President Xiao Nie called me today because..."

"Teacher Wen should also know that I have a crush on a little star named Sheng."

Nie Yingzhe seemed to be lighting a cigarette, and even his voice became muffled: "Last time I asked Old Wang, Director Wang to bring him to my place to meet, chat, and get closer, but I don't know how The incident scared people away. Hey, you know my bad temper, but what can I do? Right? I can't control myself."

"Is it?"

Wen Gu chuckled, and his voice became more gentle: "I said that when I found him that day, I couldn't even speak clearly. I thought he was being bullied. It turned out that I offended Mr. Nie. I'm really sorry, kid If he is ignorant, I will apologize for him."

With a few words, he lightly dismissed Nie Yingzhe's questioning with a little bit of a teacher's guilt, and the reason was that "children are not sensible."

"Then Teacher Wen and that little star are..."

"He called me teacher, and I taught him something," Wen Gu said, "Xiao Nie always thinks what is our relationship?"

Nie Yingzhe gritted his teeth, as if he couldn't hold it anymore, and said in a low voice, "Wen Gu, don't do this with me, I warn you..."

"Mr. Nie, you have a bad temper and hurt your body." Wen Gu sighed, and his voice became sincere, "Actually, sometimes I also envy your true temperament. Whether you are happy or unhappy is written on your face, so it's good to be straightforward. , unlike me, I can only control my temper, bear with all the unpleasant things, and it’s not easy to get angry at others, right? "

Nie Yingzhe just felt that what he said sounded yin and yang, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, so he could only "hum" heavily: "I can't tell on the phone, when will Mr. Wen return to Beijing? Let's meet and talk? "

Wen Gu was silent for a moment, his eyes were serious, but his voice was still light: "Okay, I will accompany you anytime."

Nie Yingzhe originally wanted to show his strength, but Naihe got frustrated and dropped the phone.

"Boss, do you really want to meet him?"

Wen Gu went to the balcony and lit a cigarette: "When you return to Beijing after the recording of the variety show tomorrow, you go and stare at Xiao Sheng. I think he doesn't want to be kind."

***

As soon as Sheng Zhixin returned to the homestay, Lin Monai called.

"Xiao Sheng, let me remind you," he said straight to the point, "Recently you've been a bit in the limelight, and you're always cautious, and you think about what you say three times before saying it outside. It's the same as doing things, you know?"

Sheng Zhixin gave a low "hmm".

Lin Monai sighed: "Someone has already started posting your black material. I just saw a few of them yesterday, and I don't know who took them down within 10 minutes. But if you are free recently, I suggest you talk to your stepfather Get in touch, after all..."

"I'm not in touch."

Sheng Zhixin's voice suddenly rose an octave, which startled Lin Monai.

"Okay, okay, don't contact me," Lin Monai said quickly, "Don't get too excited, calm down."

"Brother, I'm fine."

Sheng Zhixin curled up under the quilt and leaned against the bed, it seemed that this was the only way to give himself a sense of security: "Yes, you can contact me. When you are free, you can go with me..."

"Farewell, Xiao Sheng, if you don't want to go, you don't want to go. If someone releases your black material, then the soldiers will come and cover it up. We will not wrong ourselves."

Lin Monai thought of the messy things in Sheng Zhixin's family, and felt tired afterwards: "Okay, there's probably nothing to do, if you're tired, go to bed early, and you have to go back to Beijing to record commercials after recording the variety show tomorrow, isn't it slow?" Are you getting better?"

Sheng Zhixin could hear that he was trying to make himself happy, so the haze in his heart was lessened, and he smiled into the microphone: "Okay bro, I'll go to sleep soon."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Zhixin buried his head on his knees and wrapped his arms around his legs.

For some reason, his right eyelid has been twitching from time to time for the past two days.The left eye twitched and the right eye twitched, which made him a little frightened.

As if something really bad was about to happen.

He sat on the bed for a while before slowly getting up. Just as he was about to go down to wash and apply a mask, there was a heavy knock on the door.