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A voice suppressed anger sounded: "What on earth are you trying to do?"

"I didn't think about what to do," another said. "What's wrong with me looking for a boyfriend? What are you in a hurry for?"

Sheng Zhixin was taken aback for a moment.

These two were actually Wen Gu and Ai Xin.

"Is it interesting?" Wen Gu still suppressed his voice, "Lin Zijin can see it, you think I can't see it?"

Ai Xin was silent for a long while, but his voice was still very brisk: "What did you see? It was just an accident. Speaking of it, I also think it's fate. I didn't bother to look for it, but I actually found it in the circle. Isn't that true?" Is it God's will?"

"Does he know?"

Ai Xin's voice was a little more indifferent: "What does it matter to me whether he knows it or not? Speaking of which, without me, he wouldn't be able to get to where he is today. Why don't you thank me first for bringing him to the CP job?"

This is...Wen Can?

Sheng Zhixin felt that he had heard a big secret, but he could only hold back in this small bathroom, listening to what the two people outside were talking about in fear.

"I didn't expect you to become like this."

Wen Gu's voice was a little more tired: "You...forget it, I don't really want to see you."

"But I want to see you."

Ai Xin's voice suddenly rose: "Wen Gu, let me ask you, who is it that I owe to what I am like now?"

"Can you stop feeling like a victim?"

Wen Gu lost the initial anger, and the rest is only disappointment and coldness: "I think I have clearly rejected you at that time, whether it was you guarding my door every day or something else... I said It's over, don't care about it, it means that our love has been exhausted, and we can live as we want, do you understand?"

Ai Xin seemed to smile wryly: "I don't understand, I don't want to understand. We were so good before, how could you just leave?"

He choked with sobs and his voice softened: "Teacher, you were so kind to me before, why did you suddenly treat someone else? I met you first. Why can he jump in the queue when he comes late? Losing to that person Forget it, how can I still lose to him? Why should he?"

This is a bit unreasonable.Sheng Zhixin was circling in the bathroom cubicle, wishing he could rush out and ask everything directly.

Wen Gu didn't speak any more, and only left a meaningful sentence: "I've already finished helping those who should help you, don't be sentimental, let yourself go earlier, it's good for everyone."

Hearing the sound of his footsteps going away, Sheng Zhixin slowly came out of the bathroom cubicle and walked to the sink.

He had never seen Ai Xin's expression like this, full of despair and unwillingness, so pale that he almost fell down the next moment.

"I......"

As soon as Sheng Zhixin said a word, Ai Xin looked straight at him.

He suddenly smiled desolately: "Have you heard everything?"

Sheng Zhixin didn't know what to say, so he nodded.

"Very proud, right? He likes you a lot more than me?" Ai Xin's face became weird, and his tone was aggressive, "Now come and laugh at me, aren't you?"

"I do not......"

Sheng Zhixin sighed, and when he was about to say something, he heard him say like a cannonball: "Yes, I like Wen Gu, and I have liked him since the first time we met."

"Wen Can, including you, I am with you all because of him," Ai Xin pinched the wooden sink with his fingers, leaving white marks on it, "He has always had good eyes for you, so I will I want to be with you and destroy you, and I want to make him feel bad. Wen Can looks like him when he’s not smiling, so when I’m with Wen Can, it’s like I’m doing it with him.”

Sheng Zhixin was terrified at first, but almost immediately greeted him with a punch.

"You are a fucking idiot," Sheng Zhixin cursed while pointing at his nose with trembling hands, "You are not worthy of him at all, you..."

"Then you are worthy of him?"

Ai Xin was hit in the stomach by Sheng Zhixin, retched, and bent down in pain, but the expression on his face was vicious: "You don't really think he likes you, do you?"

Sheng Zhixin's fist was hanging in the air, he couldn't move up or down, and he patiently listened to his last words.

"He was very kind to me at the time, very patient, taught me everything, and he would answer me even if I asked stupid questions. He has always been like this."

When he said this, Ai Xin's eyes flashed a trace of "normal" warmth for a long time: "I went to his house to study, and in the bad weather of heavy rain and snow, he would let me stay overnight and cook for me. What's the good thing?" And resources are also the first to think of me, so I will hate him, why do you treat me so well if you don't like me? Why?"

Sheng Zhixin said in a low voice: "You are right, Mr. Wen... He has always been such a person. He is willing to treat people he values ​​well, but what about you? What have you done? "

His intuition told him that Ai Xin must have done something outrageous, otherwise Wen Gu wouldn't have annoyed him so much that when he mentioned him, his face would turn pale.

"I?"

Ai Xin straightened up slowly, and laughed tremblingly: "I almost /slept/ him."

Sheng Zhixin's eyes widened suddenly, and he slapped him across the face.Ai Xin was not the one who stood up to beat him, so he raised his leg and kicked Sheng Zhixin's lower abdomen, but was blocked by someone.

The two squeezed into the bathroom in such a strange posture, staring at each other.

"That day, that day I drugged him."

Ai Xin's face was swollen visible to the naked eye, but his smile became more and more wanton: "You don't even know how good-looking he is like that, it makes me hard/hard to see, but it's a pity he doesn't know who I am, so he's willing to let me I do things that I would never dare to do, or I would be worth dying for."

"Didn't you reject me? Then do it first. I don't believe he won't be responsible for me after finishing it. It's a pity..."

Ai Xin spat out a mouthful of blood foam "bah", and there was a bit of regret on his face: "It's a pity that I haven't looked at him well, and I haven't even kissed him before he had a heart attack... I didn't know That medicine is very harmful to the heart, but I didn't know he had a heart attack, so I almost killed him, and I'm terrified when I think about it."

Sheng Zhixin remembered that specious dream.

In the dream, Ai Xin hurried home in the middle of the night, and he didn't know who he was talking on the phone with, his voice flustered like he was about to cry.

All right.

It turned out that all this happened so early, he was the only one who was kept in the dark, and he didn't know all the truth until today.

"But when I saw that he was so kind to you later, I suddenly hated myself for calling an ambulance. If he died, wouldn't it be me that he saw last? He would only remember me, and would never see you again ,I......"

"You're a fucking scum!"

Sheng Zhixin grabbed his hair and pressed it against the bathroom wall, trying his best not to knock his head down: "He is so nice and kind, how can you... you How can I be willing to..."

Halfway through the speech, his own tears fell first.

He couldn't imagine how sad and disappointed a gentle person like Wen Gu would be if he knew that his student had such thoughts, and even used such disgraceful means to kill him.

In other words, how long does it take to have the courage to start over and try to trust others.

Thinking of this, his heart was terribly astringent, and he fixed his eyes on Ai Xin: "Why don't you fucking die?"

"Why should I die?" Ai Xin was pushed against the wall by Sheng Zhixin's knee, and retched a few more times, "Damn you, without you his favorite student is still me, we still have time, We can take our time..."

"Take your time mom, you fucking..."

As Sheng Zhixin spoke, he wanted to punch him in the face again.

"Sheng Zhixin, calm down," Ai Xin said with a sneering smile on his lips, "we will go out from here later, and the camera will capture me like this, what do you think will be the headline tomorrow?"

He laughed lowly: "Or you can't set up those cute and innocent fools you usually have, and you want to show Wen Gu the current look? Do you think he likes your character set, or the real you now?"

Sheng Zhixin bit his lip, and slowly lowered his fist, but his hand still held on to his hair: "...What do you mean?"

"Literally, I know exactly where you crawled out of," Ai Xin said. "Of course he was kind to the students, and he was so kind to me back then, so don't feel that you have any special status in his heart. After going through After such a thing, it is estimated that he will keep the matter of "students like him" as a secret? Don't you think so? Sheng Zhixin?"

Sheng Zhixin was stunned.

He didn't know if what Ai Xin said was true or not.

If it is true, then my usual fantasies will be wiped out, and I will not even have the most basic "friendship".

But does it really matter?

There is only one thought in his mind now——

As long as Wen Gu is good, I can be friends with him for a lifetime, as long as he is good.

Sheng Zhixin's heart felt sore again, as if he had tried his best to dig out the softest piece of flesh in his heart, leaving an empty piece with blood flowing freely.

Ai Xin's nose was bloodied by Sheng Zhixin, his face was covered with blood, but he smiled happily.

"You like him more than I imagined, Sheng Zhixin," Ai Xin said softly, "The more you like him, the harder it is to let go. You will eventually become like me, and then repeat my mistakes."

Sheng Zhixin loosened his collar, lowered his eyes to see the usually bright and beautiful man slid along the wall and sat on the ground like a rag doll.

He was silent for a while, gritted his teeth, and whispered to whomever he heard: "I will never get to that step, forever."

Ai Xin sneered noncommittally: "He won't like you either, forever."

Sheng Zhixin took one last look at him, washed his hands briefly, and then slowly went out of the bathroom.

Perhaps because these guests are so poor, the program team had to abandon the "all-member opera" plan that had just been drawn up, and planned to change the selected play "The Peony Pavilion" into a style that combines modern and ancient times.

Lin Zijin once raised an objection, feeling that the time was too short, but the director's answer was - we have Teacher Xiao Sheng, no problem.

It seems that the song "My Motherland and Me" adapted by Sheng Zhixin last time shocked him a lot, and he directly took Sheng Zhixin as a life-saving straw.

Wen Gu was setting the tone and tempo for the new song, when he raised his eyes and saw Sheng Zhixin coming in from the door, he couldn't help frowning: "Where have you been for so long?"

Hearing his voice, Sheng Zhixin raised a pair of eyes that had obviously been crying, and looked straight at him.

Wen Gu sensed that his emotions were wrong, and slowed down his voice: "Why are you crying? Who told you?"

Sheng Zhixin shook his head, then suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged him straight.

He hugged him decisively and quickly, before Wen Gu could react, Sheng Zhixin had already buried his head in the crescent of his neck, with his arms around his waist, as if he would not let go.

Teacher Wen, who has been calm for thousands of years, was taken aback by him. He was a little embarrassed, his cheeks were flushed, and he stretched out his hand to push him: "...what are you doing?"

Sheng Zhixin shook his head, his hair brushed against his exposed skin, itching a bit.

Wen Gu looked around guiltily, and found that no one seemed to notice this small corner, so he said nicely, "Xiao Sheng, what happened?"

Sheng Zhixin still shook his head.

His left ear could just hear Wen Gu's heartbeat, pumping blood to the whole body, the sound was strong and powerful.

Did such a heart almost stop beating and disappear with the person in front of him?

Wouldn't it be that I almost didn't even have time to understand his happiness, so I was going to live my whole life with those few unpleasant memories?

If Wen Gu can do well, then it's no big deal if his insignificant feelings are not known, and it's no big deal if he can only be friends from now on.

As long as you can still see this man and hear him sing.

Sheng Zhixin sniffed, his heart felt sore again, and tears flowed out silently.

Wen Gu felt that the clothes in front of him were wet. He sighed helplessly, and put his arms around his shoulders: "Tell me what's wrong, don't cry alone, okay?"

Ai Xin tidied up her emotions and washed her face several times with cold water to barely remove the swollen five-fingerprints on her face, and then slowly walked out of the bathroom.

But as soon as he came out, he saw Sheng Zhixin hugging Wen Gu, and he didn't intend to let go.The face of the person being hugged was gentle, with some helplessness and pampering that others could not detect.

Ai Xin heard his heart being gnawed by jealousy crazily, his hands were clenched into fists, and he didn't even notice that his nails were embedded in the flesh.

After the two separated, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened his hands.

There were bloodstains under his fingernails, but he didn't notice it. He took out his cell phone with a gloomy expression and dialed a number.