Debt in the entertainment industry

Ji Zhehuan raised his head in shock and stared straight at him. The man didn't look at him, but admitted his crime with a neither humble nor overbearing face.

Due to Dong Bocheng's sudden guilty plea, the court could only announce an adjournment.

"Xiao Ji, that's great! The law will definitely give you justice to punish the villain!" Wei Gongcheng clapped a big palm on Ji Zhehuan's shoulder, his resolute face flushed with excitement.Dong Bo submitted this guilty plea, and the court will investigate carefully. Once his many crimes are found out, it is enough for him to go to prison.

Ji Zhehuan twitched the corners of his mouth, but couldn't laugh.From the corner of the eye, he saw Dong Bocheng was about to be taken into custody by the police, and he was about to walk over.

"Huanhuan!" Wei Ting called out to stop him. After Dong Bocheng pleaded guilty, he saw every word and deed of Huanhuan.Something is wrong.

"You go outside and wait for me." Ji Zhehuan broke away from Wei Ting's hand and strode over, without seeing Wei Ting's suddenly dim eyes.

He stopped Dong Bocheng's way and asked, "Mr. Police, can I speak to the defendant?"

The two policemen were still hesitating, but Dong Bocheng spoke first, with an indelible sadness on his face, the same expression as when he chopped off his little finger three years ago: "Huanhuan, isn't this Do you want it? I owe you what I owe you, and now I'll pay you back."

After Dong Bocheng finished speaking, he took the initiative to lead the policemen away.Ji Zhehuan was left in a daze.

Wei Ting and Wei Gongcheng stood not far away, with unpredictable expressions on their faces.

Looking at Dong Bocheng's leaving back, Ji Zhehuan was a little dazed, knowing that Wei Ting came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go, go back."

Wei Gongcheng was in a good mood, and invited everyone to a hotel for a big meal.Ji Zhehuan lost his appetite looking at the delicious food on the table.After serving the wine, he suddenly became interested, and the guards drank one cup after another.

"Huanhuan, drink less, you'll feel bad when you're drunk." Seeing that someone was about to pour wine into his mouth again, Wei Ting reached out to stop him.

"Hey, today I am happy, everyone is happy, Xiao Ting, don't spoil the fun." Wei Gongcheng drank happily, Yue Mo got a little drunk.

"Yes! I...I'm happy, don't...don't disappoint!" Ji Zhehuan also agreed, biting his tongue.

Wei Ting was not in a good mood, and he was afraid that Huanhuan would be drunk and no one would take care of him.Where is Ji Zhehuan Wei Gongcheng's opponent, he soon became drunk and passed out.

Bai Zhengning bid farewell, the lawsuit was not over yet, even though Dong Bocheng was detained, his keenness as a lawyer still made him feel uneasy, he had to go back and sort it out.

Wei Gongcheng was escorted at any time, and Wei Ting sent his second uncle to the car with his drunken lover on his back.

"Xiao Ting, the second uncle has gone back, and Xiao Ji will be handed over to you." Wei Gongcheng was only slightly drunk, but his head was very clear.

Wei Ting said, "Second Uncle, I will take care of him. Slow down on your way."

Wei Gongcheng closed the car door and lowered the window: "The reporter said you live together?"

For Wei Gongcheng to ask such a question, he must have known it.Wei Ting didn't hide anything: "Yes."

"Oh..." Wei Gongcheng sighed meaningfully, and said, "You have been a good boy since you were a child, don't let your parents worry."

Wei Tingteng didn't make a move, but nodded in response: "Second Uncle, I will take care of it."

Only then did Wei Gongcheng leave.For the second uncle, Wei Ting admired him since he was a child and is now the most grateful.

The person on the back is so tall, but very light.When he was walking towards the parking lot with someone on his back, Wei Ting suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He really wanted to keep walking with him on his back like this.

Why he likes Huanhuan, he still hasn't found the answer to this question.Liking is liking, and this thing probably happens without warning or reason.

On that day, Yefeng was closed for rectification.Three days later, Dong Bocheng was prosecuted by the relevant department, and Ji Zhehuan was brought to court to testify.

Dong Bocheng's hair was shaved short, and the ashes on his face made him look a few years older.The man didn't look at him, but Ji Zhehuan couldn't take his eyes off Dong Bocheng.

Murder, fight, smuggling, tax evasion... These series of crimes were listed by the court one by one.

Ji Zhehuan's ears were buzzing, and he heard the presiding judge's announcement word by word.

"Prisoner Dong Bocheng has repeatedly gathered crowds to fight, murdered and attempted murder, smuggled and robbed army ammunition, hid firearms privately, operated his company illegally and evaded taxes... He is sentenced to death and will be executed at a later date."

Boom... After a burst of tinnitus, Ji Zhehuan's mind exploded.He stood up uncontrollably, and asked two words in a trembling tone: "Death penalty?"

"Yes, the law will give you justice. Adjourn." The presiding judge sounded the gavel.

Ji Zhehuan finally couldn't bear it and rushed to Dong Bocheng. The person in front of him was pale, his eyes were dull, and his face was blurred, as if he had changed.

The lips parted and parted, unable to utter a single word.

Dong Bocheng raised his head, his tone was the kind of sigh that gave up everything: "Huanhuan, in order to avenge my parents three years ago, I obeyed Zheng Rongdong's order to destroy Haina, your parents, and finally Actually, I should pay off what I owe you after taking revenge, and I’m sorry for making you suffer for more than three years.”

"I..." Ji Zhehuan finally said a word, but still didn't know what to say.

Dong Bocheng passed him slowly like a walking dead, the breath in his ear was still warm.

"Huanhuan, I love you."

A week later, Dong Bocheng was executed by shooting.

Life is like the fast-forward button being pressed, which makes people caught off guard.

After Wei Ting finished filming, he went into the bookstore as usual, and saw Ji Zhehuan sitting at a small table staring at the book in a daze.

He didn't call him.In the past few days, Huanhuan has not been as happy as he expected, and is always in a daze as before, although she still smiles at him.But no emotion.After Dong Bocheng executed the shooting, Huanhuan seemed to feel something was wrong.

Many memories flashed in Ji Zhehuan's mind, true and false, crumpled into a ball.He faintly felt a little uncomfortable in his back, and the familiar feeling made him turn around quickly. Sure enough, it was that warm person.

"So early today."

"Well, I haven't received notifications recently." Wei Ting replied.

Ji Zhehuan said: "You are a star, you should show your face more."

Wei Ting asked, "You don't want me to accompany you?"

Ji Zhehuan nodded: "Of course I want to, but you..."

"Okay, I see." Wei Ting interrupted him.

Ji Zhehuan faintly felt that the person was a little unhappy. After thinking about it, he couldn't find a reasonable reason, so he had to give up and get up to find something to do.

In the middle of the night, Wei Ting was awakened by the ravings of the people beside him.Knowing that Huanhuan was talking in his sleep, he stretched out his arms to hug him, and heard him keep saying, "Brother...Brother..."

Huanhuan is an only child, where did he get his brother?It only took a second for Wei Ting to realize who Huanhuan was talking about, and he was jealous.Turning on the desk lamp, I found that the people in my arms were full of sweat, and the palms covered it were scalding hot.

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan!" After shaking it a few times, the person in his arms seemed to be in more pain, and his facial features were all wrinkled together.

Ji Zhehuan had a fantastic dream. In the dream, he met Dong Bocheng for the first time. After a long time, he found out that he was a harmful demon. The demon held him in his arms, and he couldn't break free.It seems that there is such a person who always protects him...he calls him...brother.But why did the demon still imprison him and make him breathless?No, the person who always protects him is...

"Wei Ting!" Ji Zhehuan yelled, his whole body seemed to break free from the chains, and he woke up suddenly.

"Huanhuan, I'm here, I'm here!" Wei Ting was worried and happy at the same time, but fortunately, fortunately, Huanhuan woke up calling his name.

Ji Zhehuan opened his eyes with a splitting headache: "Wei Ting..."

"You have a fever, I'll take you to the hospital." Wei Ting immediately got up and got out of bed.

Ji Zhehuan touched his forehead and asked, "What time is it?"

Wei Ting glanced at the time: "Ten past three."

"In the middle of the night, I'll just take some medicine."

"It's okay, let's go to Yao Yu's place." Wei Ting had already begun to rustle and prepare to change clothes.

Ji Zhehuan felt warm in his heart, and sat up with his limp body propped up: "It's just a fever, don't worry."

Only then did Wei Ting realize that his nerves were too tense. When he calmed down, he remembered that he should pour water for someone first. After passing the water, he quickly went to fetch the medicine box. The thermometer showed that it was 39°C.

Let Huanhuan take the medicine and lie down, take out ice cubes from the refrigerator and soak them in water, put a towel soaked in ice water on his forehead, sit by the bed and wait for the towel to be changed at any time.

Looking at Wei Ting's busy figure, Ji Zhehuan curled up and leaned his head on the man's lap, and pressed his face against the man's abdomen, feeling the smell of this man.

"Lie down, the towel is off." Wei Ting smiled and wanted to straighten the patient's body, but the man in his arms stubbornly stretched out his arms to hug his waist.

"I've taken the medicine, I'll be fine after a night of sleep." Ji Zhehuan muttered like an awkward child: "I want you to sleep with me."

"Okay." Wei Ting went to bed, not daring to fall asleep, and reached out to touch his forehead several times. It was only at dawn that he felt the temperature drop. He woke him up and took his temperature again. He had a low fever of 38°C.

I wanted to stay at home to take care of the patients, but due to Dong Bocheng's prank before, the progress of the two crews was delayed a lot because of his absence as the lead actor, so I had to go.

It was almost twelve noon when Ji Zhehuan woke up, a note was left on the table, and Wei Ting prepared medicine and cooked porridge for him.He was indeed hungry, so he opened the lid of the pot with his slippers. The aroma of porridge overflowed, and he moved his index finger.A pot of porridge wiped out everything.

Before he knew Wei Ting, he was also sick.Dong Bocheng sent him a large package of medicine, but he threw it all into the trash can, and slept on the bed until the sky was dark, and he would be fine after getting through it.He was even so sick that he fell into a coma once, and was finally found by Li Bai and sent to the hospital.

Now it's just a fever, and this man keeps watch over him all night.

Life is so beautiful, what more could he ask for?

The disease came and went quickly, and I was fine after taking the medicine three times.

Because of this sudden illness, Wei Ting took someone to the gym to apply for a card. Huanhuan was too thin, so he should exercise more.

Ji Zhehuan didn't object, and it felt good to be sweating profusely after the exercise.As soon as he got out of the shower, he saw Wei Ting on the phone with a flustered expression on his face, and asked:

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"No." Wei Ting hung up the phone and shook his head, the panic on his face disappeared in a blink of an eye: "Hurry up and change your clothes, I'll take you to a good place later."

After waiting for someone to enter the locker room, Wei Ting hurried away and dialed Xu Yan's phone: "Swallow, book two tickets to Japan, and send Huanhuan's and I's documents directly to the airport. Don't pack your luggage, hurry up!"

Ji Zhehuan changed his clothes and came out, unexpectedly Wei Ting would take him straight to the airport.Xu Yan had already taken her ID and was waiting there.

Asked in surprise, "Where are we going?"

Wei Ting replied: "Japan."

"Japan?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat Japanese food?"

Ji Zhehuan thought for a while, and after recovering from his illness, his mouth became very greedy, and he did say: "Why is it so sudden, I haven't asked the lady boss for leave, and we haven't packed our luggage..."

"Just make a phone call when you get there, and buy your luggage when it arrives." Wei Ting hurried on foot, only to realize that the people behind him hadn't followed.

Folding his body and pretending to be calm, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Tell me, is something wrong? Why do you have time to go abroad? That call just now..."

"Oh, the two dramas I'm working on are finished, and there are no other dramas or announcements. The phone call just now was from Sister An Hui. She is angry, so let her go." Wei Ting lied without blushing.

What else did Ji Zhehuan want to say, but Wei Ting stole a very popular sentence on the Internet to silence him, making him completely compromise: "Don't you want to take a casual trip with me?"

The author has something to say: Why don't little angels like to leave messages?So sad~~~~~~~~~~~