And scum gong's green tea white moonlight HE

"What do you mean?"

Wen Gu's expression sank completely, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked at Nie Yingzhe sharply.

Nie Yingzhe finally saw that he had obvious mood swings, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's just a recap, Mr. Wen, don't get too excited, or I will always misunderstand what you and Xiao Sheng have."

Wen Gu raised his eyebrows slightly: "So what does Mr. Nie mean?"

"What I mean is that Xiao Sheng has already begun to fall in love with my conditions," Nie Yingzhe said, "This kid is so funny, he dares to believe that there is real love in the circle, and I don't know whether to call him innocent or stupid, you Say yes, Teacher Wen?"

Wen Gu remained silent, but his expression turned colder.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Wen, you are really good at pretending," Nie Yingzhe seemed unable to see the murderous intent in his eyes, "Why does Xiao Sheng think you don't know these things in the circle? If he knows your real face... ...."

The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, as if he remembered something funny: "Will he still like you?"

Huo Ming stepped forward suddenly: "You fucking..."

Wen Gu stretched out his hand to stop him, the coldness on his face disappeared, replaced by a faint smile: "Oh, Mr. Nie reminded me by saying that."

He leaned forward slightly, his phoenix eyes were slightly bent, and he didn't see the tit-for-tat confrontation just now: "I really envy that you have exposed your true colors in front of others, unlike me, you have to hide it, for fear of scaring the children. Really tiring."

Nie Yingzhe was stunned.

Why does this sound more and more unpleasant?

But Wen Gu didn't give him much chance to think: "Since Mr. Xiao Nie invited me here just to say such unnutritious words, then I can only say goodbye."

Nie Yingzhe stood up abruptly: "Wait a minute."

Huo Ming stepped forward from behind the chair and stood between the two of them.

"Wen Gu, you remember it for me."

Nie Yingzhe's expression lost all politeness and hypocrisy. He peeled off the outer layer of human-like painted skin, revealing his true face full of blood and madness.

"As long as it's something I like, no one can fucking take it away," Nie Yingzhe said, "If you don't want to die, you can come and have a try."

Wen Gu stood tall and tall at the door, and suddenly smiled: "The same is given to Mr. Nie. As long as it is someone I protect, no one can get it. If you are tired of life and want to find some excitement, maybe You can come and have a try, and I will accompany you at any time."

The sky, which had been gloomy for a long time, finally couldn't hold on and started to rain.Huo Ming followed behind Wen Gu, holding up a black umbrella.

The two walked slowly along the alley, and after they were completely out of the range of the teahouse, he whispered: "Boss, Nie Yingzhe won't really..."

"He's serious."

Wen Gu's voice was still indifferent, as if the meeting just now didn't affect his mood: "This kind of person is like this. He never lacks things that can be easily obtained, but if there is something that he pays for, he won't get it Yes, you will fight this thing to the end without risking your life."

Huo Ming let out a breath: "Crazy..."

"The person who regards Fei Yezi and playing with men as his lifelong pursuit is indeed no longer a normal person," Wen Gu said, "I don't know which word is more suitable for him, neuropathy or scum."

Just as Huo Ming was about to speak, his eyes suddenly locked on an intersection not far away.

"Boss, there is someone in front. I don't know if it's Nie Yingzhe's."

He handed the umbrella to Wen Gu, and slowly took out a bundle of bandages from his pocket and wrapped them around his hands a few times.

Wen Gu seemed to have gotten used to it. He walked slowly to one side of the eaves, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said softly, "Quick battle."

***

The staff of the commercial received Sheng Zhixin very warmly, which made the alarm bells in his heart hang high again.

The so-called doing nothing to be courteous is either rape or stealing, but that's all.

It's just that this time the hotel is much more comfortable than the last time. There are no air leaking walls and moldy sheets. Although the room is a bit small, it is more or less livable.

Sheng Zhixin put his luggage away, subconsciously took out his mobile phone, and clicked on the dialogue box to review the past.

His last message was sent before boarding the plane, but the other party has not replied to him until now.

Sheng Zhixin sighed slowly, and fell on the bed, thinking of the clips of the two getting along in the variety show before.

what is he doing now?

Why don't you reply to your WeChat?

Did... something happen?

This inexplicable thought made his heart tighten, and he clicked on Hao Jingye's dialog box: "Xiao Hao, do you have Huo Ming's contact information?"

Hao Jingye quickly sent him a series of phone numbers.

Sheng Zhixin took a deep breath, and dialed the number almost with trembling hands.

After the bell rang for about ten seconds, the phone was picked up.

The background sound is the sound of lingling rain, and there seems to be the sound of someone shouting, which is connected in a mess.

"Hello, who is it?"

Huo Ming's voice was not as brisk as before, but very deep, mixed with panting/breathing, which was very abnormal.

Sheng Zhixin's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, "I'm Sheng Zhixin, you..."

The person on the other side of the phone was obviously suffocated, and then his tone immediately became brighter: "Oh, it's Teacher Xiaosheng, what are you talking about... Hey, I was just running at night. If the ringtone wasn't loud enough, I might I can't get it, what's the matter with you?"

night run?

Sheng Zhixin almost subconsciously wanted to refute where he was going to run at night when it was raining outside, but he swallowed the words forcefully.

"Huo Ming, is Mr. Wen with you now?"

"Yes, yes," Huo Ming said, "Oh, you are actually here to find him, right? Wait a minute..."

Before Sheng Zhixin could stop him, he heard that the person on the phone had changed.

"Xiao Sheng?" Wen Gu said, "What's wrong?"

For some reason, when Sheng Zhixin heard this familiar voice, the uneasiness and panic in his heart disappeared instantly.

He leaned against the head of the bed almost collapsed, and whispered: "I sent you a WeChat message, but you didn't reply to me."

Wen Gu was silent for a while before replying, "My phone is out of battery, so I haven't seen your message."

"But......"

"Have you been to the set?" Wen Gu changed the subject, "How are the conditions? Are you getting along well with everyone?"

Sheng Zhixin's series of questions were stuck in his throat, and his fingers were hard on the quilt.

"It's good," he choked up, "Du, it's good."

The man seemed to chuckle slightly: "It's fine, take care of yourself, if there's nothing wrong..."

"Wen Gu!"

The name that had been lingering in Sheng Zhixin's mind for many days almost blurted out, causing Wen Gu to be stunned for a moment.

"Did something happen?" His voice trembled, "Don't hide it from me, okay?"

Wen Gu lowered his eyes and glanced at the blood-stained bandage on Huo Ming's hand indiscriminately: "What could happen? Why do you think these are all there?"

"I am......"

I just think Huo Ming's voice is wrong, I just think you are hiding something from me.

I'm just afraid that what you're hiding is related to me, but I don't know anything, and I can't help you.

But Sheng Zhixin couldn't ask, so he could only clenched his teeth desperately, with the tip of his nose sore, trying not to let tears roll out of his eyes.

Wen Gu seemed to sigh, with a helpless smile in his voice: "What are you doing? It's okay, I just came out to have a meal with my friends. You finished filming the advertisement properly, and your back was hard when you terminated the contract with the company ,Yes or no?"

Sheng Zhixin gave a muffled "hmm": "Teacher, I've made up my mind. I want to sign with your company."

"Just think it over," Wen Gu said, "I'll sign it when you terminate the contract, okay?"

Sheng Zhixin let out another "hmm".

Wen Gu fiddled with the lid of the lighter in his hand: "That's it? What's the matter? I'll talk about it when I get back. Go to bed early."

Finally coaxing Sheng Zhixin to hang up the phone, Wen Gu raised his eyelids and glanced at the three people who were hidden behind him between the sex/interest shop and the garbage corner.

The three people had bruised noses and swollen faces, and were tied together with a hemp rope thick as a thumb, with a professional knot tied on it, and the more they struggled, the tighter the tie would become.

There was a trace of coldness in Wen Gu's eyes, he bent down slightly, and asked softly, "Who told you to come?"

The leader looked at Huo Ming behind him, with undisguised horror in his eyes, but he still shook his head desperately, and would not tell him a word if he killed him.

Wen Gu sighed and straightened up: "Call Officer Cen to come."

He casually glanced at the people in front of him: "They should prefer to tell the truth to the police, not me."

***

After making a phone call with Wen Gu, Sheng Zhixin suffered from insomnia, and barely closed his eyes until four or five o'clock in the morning.

His dream lights are strange and strange. For a while, it is Ai Xin's panicked face when he calls late at night, for a while, it is Nie Yingzhe's blurred eyes when he is puffing smoke, and finally it is Wen Gu.

Wen Gu in the dream looked indifferent, looked at him like a stranger, then turned around mercilessly and left, not caring about his cries at all.

He woke up suddenly from the nightmare, his chest was heaving violently, and he was panting silently.

The time on the phone screen was seven o'clock in the morning. He collected himself and slowly lay back.

This sleep only lasted less than three hours, but it made him feel as long as a century.

After lying down for a while and still not feeling sleepy, Sheng Zhixin had no choice but to get out of bed to wash, looked at the haggard face in the mirror, and smiled wryly.

After tidying himself up in a hurry, he went out with his room card and mobile phone. After a hasty meal, he headed for the set.

Sheng Zhixin just wants to finish filming the promotional video of this advertisement as soon as possible, and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, otherwise he may not know how he died.

There were not many people on the set in the early morning, only a few staff members in charge of equipment were yawning and setting up the set.He regained his composure, and as soon as he walked in, he saw the director talking to a person beside him, and when he heard someone coming in, the two raised their heads in unison.