After the live broadcast broke the news, I became popular [entertainment circle]

Yu Changmu followed the voice to find it, and what he saw was Jian Cong sitting helplessly beside the gravel road.

That palm-sized face was red with crying eyes, and his face was pale. He was a domesticated rabbit abandoned by the roadside. He was small and curled up there. There was a steep downhill not far behind him. Fortunately, He fell without moving.

Yu Changmu really felt that he was scared enough, thinking that Jian Cong was sitting on the ground just because he couldn't see, so he quickly turned the flashlight to the brightest.

Little did he know that in Jian Cong's eyes, he was just a big moving ball of light.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault for insisting on arguing with me here!"

Jian Cong finally came to wait for some light in the darkness, but he could only stretch out his hand anxiously to signal the ball of light to get closer, and he had already started to be unreasonable again, blaming Yu Changmu for a series of words in his mouth: "I don't mean it will Come in and look for me, what time is it, why did you come here..."

Yu Changmu estimated that Jian Cong didn't know the time, and thought it was seven or eight o'clock in the evening. He didn't make any excuses, but just held Jian Cong's hand to help him up.

But it was difficult for Jian Cong to get up, only one leg could exert strength, and he almost lost his center of gravity and fell to the bottom of the long slope.

Yu Changmu noticed something strange, and immediately handed him the brightly lit mobile phone, and squatted down on one knee: "I'll carry you on my back."

But Jian Cong held grudges awkwardly, and his voice was a little crying: "I begged you to recite it before, but you didn't recite it! Now I don't want you to recite it either. You give me the flashlight, and I...hey!"

Without waiting for Jian Cong to finish speaking, Yu Changmu grabbed him with his backhand, crossed his hands across his shoulders, crossed them in front of his neck, and then arched his back and half stood up. With some force, Jian Cong was suspended by him, and his arms subconsciously tightened. .

Yu Changmu took advantage of the situation to wrap his hands around the bends of his knees, stood up and lifted him, easily putting the person on his back.

Before this was changed, Yu Changmu would definitely think that Jian Cong was unreasonable at first.

At that time, they were neither relatives nor old friends, they didn't communicate with each other, and they weren't together, so they definitely wouldn't recite.

But now Yu Changmu is not only rushing to carry people back, but also full of coaxing soft words: "There are many forks in this forest, I begged many of them to look for it together, you use my mobile phone to tell them that you have found it." Otherwise, they will have to go back and call for someone."

In terms of emotion and reason, Jian Cong had to do as he said.

Jian Cong reluctantly lay on Yu Changmu's back, tears streaming down his shoulders, and he still couldn't see anything except the small area illuminated by the phone screen.

So even though Jian Cong refused to admit it, Yu Changmu's warm and broad back did give him a great sense of security - there was something that made him feel less afraid.

Yu Changmu's mobile phone has not been replaced in the past three years, and it is still an old Apple model with a Home button.

Jian Cong held the phone with his dirty hands. He wanted to ask Yu Changmu for the password to unlock the phone, but as soon as he pressed the Home button with his finger, the lock screen was unlocked smoothly.

In other words, Yu Changmu never deleted his fingerprint information.

Jian Cong pursed his lips a little, pretending to be indifferent and clicked on his WeChat, thinking that it would be the same as before, with so few contacts that he couldn't even fill the screen.

As a result, Yu Changmu said: "The group you pulled is the first one on the top."

As soon as Jian Cong entered his WeChat, he was shocked by the outrageous number of unread messages on it. Not to mention the gray do-not-disturb bubble was set, and there was half a screen at the top, and the names seemed to be work groups.

He felt that the situation of the Yu family was worse than what Sister Weiwei told him.

These top places in Yu Changmu's WeChat account are probably as expensive as the land in the center of City A.

Jian Cong pretended not to see that his chat box was also at the top, and he clicked on the group chat directly, except for the one that was at the top of the crowd.

So everyone saw Yu Changmu, who was always serious about speaking and smiling, talking in the group.

[Yu Changmu: The person has been found, thank you everyone!Please have a big dinner tomorrow!Kneel down and thank you.jpg]

Everyone: "...?" Was it really found, or was the account stolen?

[Linge: Brother Jian sent the message on Brother Yu's mobile phone, hahaha]

Then everyone reacted, huh.

[Moustache: Xiaoyu said you can't see clearly at night, are you all right]

【Weiwei: If something happens to you, I will blame myself to death】

[Yu Changmu: I just twisted my foot, but it's okay!Tomorrow will be fine, I will never wander around again 555]

Even if everyone knew that Jian Cong was behind this account, it still felt awkward to say such things while looking at Yu Changmu's profile picture.

But in the next second, it rained red envelopes in the group.

Jian Cong murmured on Yu Changmu's back, "Your Yu family is not short of money anyway", frantically swiping the screen with red envelopes in the group as if venting anger.

It turned out that Yu Changmu hadn't even changed the payment password.

But in fact, the mobile phone screen was right in front of Yu Changmu's eyes, and he watched Jian Cong messing about under his nose without making a sound.

He had long guessed that Jian Cong was in elementary school before, and he must be a model in the class who would bully whoever he liked.

Because Jian Cong is generally quite polite to other people, but as soon as things happen to him, Jian Cong immediately starts messing around.

When they were not together, Yu Changmu felt that Jian Cong had the temper of a young master, he was used to having others rely on him in everything;

After being together, Yu Changmu couldn't resist and could only enjoy it, but occasionally he would still get annoyed and quarrel;

As for the separation until now, there has never been a day when Yu Changmu did not miss someone who was unreasonable to him. He felt that he might be cheap.

So if it's just a few red envelopes, Jian Cong can feel a little happier, so let's do it.

Everyone in the group was very excited when they saw the red envelopes at the beginning, and they all rushed to get some, but they gradually discovered that almost each of these red envelopes contained two hundred, and they kept sending out them all the time. How dare you grab it.

There are too many posts here... At least twenty or thirty of them have been posted...

Jian Cong obviously also found the problem and was a little dissatisfied.

[Yu Changmu: What's the matter, do you look down on my worth? I'm very expensive, cool.jpg]

[Mustache: srds, Xiao Yu's money is also money, not from the wind]

[Story Manager A: No matter who is lost, we will look for it, just think about it, this is a bit too much]

[Lighting engineer B: Yes, it has nothing to do with the price]

Jian Cong pursed his mouth and felt bored: Alright then, I won’t post it anymore, you guys should get the above.

After speaking, he turned off the screen of the phone, leaving only the flashlight next to the camera on.

Jian Cong felt that it was not enough after all the pretense, so he wiped his dirty hands on Yu Changmu's chest several times with a strong sense of vengeance, and the dust all rubbed on his white skirt.

If it was before, Yu Changmu would have to throw him off his back even when they were the stickiest.

As a result, Yu Changmu is still silent now, with a look of being beaten and scolded, making Jian Cong feel like he was hitting the cotton, and he couldn't help it: "After playing with it, it disappeared, and the cleanliness also disappeared?"

Yu, who never lets people sit on his bed casually: "It's no fun to argue with sick patients."

Jian Cong was angry again, how could someone be so angry just by saying a few words!

"It's so bad luck, can you speak at all, and taking a few soft words will kill you?"

But Yu Changmu said: "If I'm not unlucky, do you still want me?"

Jian Cong didn't answer for an instant.

For the two of them, the word "unlucky" always seems to contain something that is not easy to explain to outsiders.

He was silent for a long while, then changed direction, and raised another thorn: "Can you do it? It's too slow. When you get to the fish farm, it will be closed. It's not as fast as I can hop around on one foot with a limp. "

Yu Changmu didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but he walked very slowly with Jian Cong on his back.

But he said: "175 is also heavy."

Jian Cong: "?"

Jian Cong was so stunned that he strangled Yu Changmu's neck on the spot: "You are so fucking heavy, every time you put on me before, you almost crushed me to death, did I tell you?!"

Yu Changmu coughed and laughed while carrying the man on his back, but he didn't answer what he said, but asked, "Are you still talking to Liu Sijian?"

Jian Cong loosened his grip for a moment, and for a moment he was reluctant to whisper the truth: "No talk."

Yu Changmu was stunned for a moment, thinking he had heard wrong.

Jian Cong grabbed his ear and put his mouth on it: "I said I never talked to Liu Sijian! I lied to you!!"

Yu Changmu seemed to be still in a daze.

Jian Cong waited for a long time but still didn't get his response. Now it was Jian Cong's turn to be stunned, and he grabbed his earlobe twice: "Hey, are you stupid? I said I didn't talk about it. I didn't talk about it at the beginning. It was you who misunderstood me first, so I went downhill..."

Before Jian Cong finished speaking the word "donkey", he paused when he stretched his neck to see Yu Changmu's expression clearly.

The corner of this man's mouth can't wait to grin to the base of his ears!

Yu Changmu walked even slower: "So you haven't slept yet."

Jian Cong was not happy when he heard it: "What's the matter even if you have slept, you can't stand cleanliness?"

Yu Changmu seldom laughed like this: "No, what did you mean by talking in your sleep that day, 'Brother don't kiss you'?"

Jian Cong never called him "brother".

How could Jian Cong think that the "revealing" was because of talking in his sleep, his face became languid again, and he choked up for a long time before he said: "...Liu Sijian took advantage of my heatstroke and secretly kissed me."

Yu Changmu stopped walking immediately, without any smile on his face, he just stood there and looked back at him.

Jian Cong lay on his back, feeling guilty all the time by those dark eyes, and his voice was even softer: "I didn't think about it at the time, I thought he didn't intend to continue chasing me..."

Yu Changmu stared at him for a long while, then began to walk forward without saying a word.

Jian Cong suddenly felt that he was dirty, his hands were dirty, his buttocks were dirty too, everywhere was dirty.

Yu Changmu carried him like a ball of light walking in the realm of nothingness, there was nothing around but the two of them.

At this time, Jian Cong began to be thankful that he could not see, otherwise he would be ashamed and ugly.

He wanted to explain that he had a very good relationship with Bo Shifan, and that Bo Shifan had a very good relationship with his nephew Liu Sijian, otherwise he would not have introduced him.

He didn't want to make a scene too ugly, and think of people in a bad way...

But Jian Cong knew that these were not problems in Yu Changmu's eyes.

Wrong is wrong, it doesn't matter whether Liu Sijian is good or bad, and what kind of social relationship he has with him.

In the past, Jian Cong would dislike Yu Changmu for being impersonal just like everyone else, and often put people down on unnecessary things, but sometimes he had to admit that Yu Changmu was right, and some problems just couldn't be delayed. , Solve it immediately to prevent it from happening.

"But you still ignore me because your family asked you to get married, and the fun disappeared. You are also a waste." Jian Cong muttered and began to hold grudges again.

Yu Changmu said in his heart that Jian Cong took Weiwei's words into his heart, but he still didn't defend himself, he just said: "I was wrong about this matter, it's up to you to deal with it, you can get back together first and then dump it. It’s fine if you don’t get back together, but let me handle Liu Sijian’s matter.”

Jian Cong was a little choked by his lying down attitude: "...how do you want to deal with it."

Yu Changmu: "I just wanted to drive him out of the crew, but now I've changed my mind. I'll beat him up when we meet later."

Jian Cong wondered how long he was going to wait for "wait a moment": "You hit Yuzhuang right away? In front of so many people?"

Yu Changmu didn't make a sound, but went back to Yuzhuang behind his back and answered directly with actions.

When Jian Cong was carried back by Yu Changmu, fortunately Yuzhuang hadn't called yet, so Jian Cong would not be seen in a panic. At most, everyone would pay more attention to the black handprint on Yu Changmu's chest.

It is said that the power outage was caused by the cable repair workers who were worried about the imminent heavy rain, rushed to repair, accidentally made a mistake, made a mistake, and completely paralyzed the small area in the nearby mountains.

Everyone had already eaten almost before the power outage, but in the second half, in order not to add psychological burden to the owner of Yuzhuang, they felt sorry for them, so they simply ate with candles.

Now that Jian Cong came back, everyone naturally greeted him, but Jian Cong just hid his face on Yu Changmu's back, feeling ashamed to see others.

He is blind alone, so it is really useless to cause so many people to look for him.

But Mustache reassured him that the material was good, the drama was bloody, the variety show effect was full, and they planned to record a game with candles.

Variety show shooters are not only not afraid of accidents, on the contrary, what they welcome is accidents. It is best to cut off water and electricity today, to have a small landslide due to heavy rain tomorrow, and to be trapped in the mountains and escape from a secret room the day after tomorrow.

But Yu Changmu knew that Jian Cong wanted face, and he didn't want to be surrounded by people, so he put him in the back seat of the jeep straight and straight, and said, "You guys record it. Jian Cong has a sprained foot. I'll take him back first."

The benefactor had already spoken, so the mustache naturally didn't dare to say no.

He was originally worried that the young couple would quarrel and Jian Cong would suffer, but then Jian Cong disappeared, and Yu Changmu's nervous look seemed to be completely sunk in it.

Linge helped them take the lunch box that Yu Changmu had packed for Jian Cong very thoughtfully: "Take this with you, too."

Jian Cong was relieved: "I thought I couldn't eat it."

Linge smiled silly: "Brother Yu packed it, I just took it!"

Then he quickly approached Jian Cong and whispered: "When you were away, I told Director Hu that I would change rooms with brother Si Jian, and we will live together in the future."

Jian Cong looked at him with surprise, not for anything else, but he was really impressed: Yes, Comrade Xiaolin.

Ringer felt that he had been praised, and smiled silly again.

And Liu Sijian didn't know if he had noticed something, but he had been hiding in the crowd neither far nor near from the very beginning.

After Yu Changmu settled Jian Cong, he pointed at Liu Sijian directly to Mustache: "Let Liu PD go back with Ringer, and change the room quickly, it will affect the rest too late."

Yu Changmu didn't say who affected the rest, but the fool also knew it was Jian Cong.

In fact, Linge really wanted to move out of the room with Jian Cong, so he looked at the mustache with those twinkling eyes: "Director Hu..."

Little Huzi couldn't stand it, and gave up the treatment and waved his hands: "Go and go, then this place will be made into a place where you are worried about Jian Cong's feet. Offer to change the room and take care of him personally."

A little spring and autumn brushwork can be considered to meet the needs of cp fans and cp.

Neither Ringer nor Jian Cong raised any objections.

The only thing is that Jian Cong, who doesn't understand the masses, really can't figure out how he and Ringer are obviously receptive, and how they plan to fight.

"Let's go, Liu PD." Yu Changmu stood by the open door of the jeep, inviting Liu Sijian to get in the car as if nothing happened.

Linge only knew one thing but didn't know the other, seeing Liu Sijian's reluctance, he thought it was because he simply didn't want to move the room.

But Jian Cong knew in his heart that as long as Liu Sijian entered this car door, it would be very difficult for him to get out.

Liu Sijian smiled, looking the same as usual: "Okay, then I'll go back to Director Hu first."

When arranging the seats, Yu Changmu asked Ringer if he would drive. He had just had wine on the table.

Ringer actually wanted to say that there is no traffic police nearby, so a few sips of beer can do nothing.

But when he got to the point of speaking, Linge swallowed it back when he faced Shangyu Changmu's face again--Yu Changmu is not a person who acts the same way in front of his face and behind his back, and the rules are not for others to observe.

So Ringer nodded: "I got the certificate when I turned 18, and my skills are not bad."

The problem is that Ringer is only in his early 18s, and he is not satisfied with 19. Liu Sijian: "Either I drive it, because I didn't drink it just now."

Yu Changmu pretended he didn't hear it, and handed the car keys to Ringe in front of everyone's eyes: "It's okay, drive slowly."

Liu Sijian was a little embarrassed, but he didn't say much, and consciously gave up his seat in the back row and got into the passenger seat.

Ringer was ignorant throughout the whole process, and finally got a chance to show off, so he focused on driving the car steadily and well.

As always, Liu Sijian couldn't tell what he was thinking, and he didn't know if he knew that he was about to be beaten.

There are four people in a car, and it seems that only Jian Cong is nervous.

He wasn't worried that Yu Changmu would lose the fight, on the contrary, he was lucky enough to see Yu Changmu fight once.

Also because of him.

When they were studying in the past, they went to a small vendor to eat supper, and there were a few hooligans sitting at the next table, probably used to bullying them and being bullied by students, seeing how intimate the two of them were, they were dead gay when they opened their mouths.

Jian Cong was angry and wanted to scold him back, but Yu Changmu told him to ignore it, but the next sentence over there played on Jian Cong's hooligans, asking him how he felt when he fucked on the bed.

Yu Changmu put down the bowl and served it.

Although it was someone else's first pick, but Yu Changmu's reckless posture always made Jian Cong afraid that Yu Changmu's attack would be too aggressive, and he would make a good or bad hit, and then he would be beaten up when he entered the police station.

Just like he was afraid that Yu Changmu would beat Liu Sijian in front of everyone.At that time, someone will definitely take pictures with their mobile phones. Once the evidence is left, if Liu Sijian's family is not reconciled, Yu Changmu can definitely keep the case.

It was already very late overhead, and to Jian Cong, the outside of the car window was about as dark as they were sitting in a black box.

Jian Cong was so nervous that he wanted to ask Linger to stop halfway, and let Yu Changmu beat him up before going back, so as not to get the villa with too many people.

Fortunately, Yu Changmu had already planned the location of the beating man.

He asked Linge to park the car in an open space at the intersection on the left hand side of the Panshan Highway.

Ringer didn't know why, but he did it.

Jian Cong didn't even think about how to explain to Linge, Yu Changmu had already stepped out of the car and opened Liu Sijian's door: "Come on, Liu PD."

Liu Sijian was leaning on the co-pilot at that time, and he didn't look too surprised, he untied his seat belt slowly: "You should watch yourself, I won't fight back."

It means that if the trouble comes to the police station, Yu Changmu will be responsible for it.

After all, apart from Yu Changmu who could recognize Jian Cong in the photos in his camera, there was almost no proof.

His camera is also not connected to the Internet, all he needs to bite to death is the private house photos of the models you like, which is not even enough for the most basic crime of spreading pornography.

But Yu Changmu and Liu Sijian stood face to face in front of the car, and he looked at the person in the driver's seat who was watching them with wide eyes and asked, "Linge, did we stop on the way back to the villa today?" ?”

Ringer's heart was beating wildly, and Jian Cong's fingers went around the back of the chair and poked Ringer's waist quietly.

Linge immediately said, "No! Brother Jane hurt his foot. Aren't we in a hurry to go back to pack our things and move the room? We must have not stopped and went back directly."

Yu Changmu: "Okay."

The thinking is clear and the testimony is complete.

"But the car broke down once on the road. Liu PD was enthusiastic and took the initiative to go down to look at it. As a result, the mountain road was too steep and it was too dark. Liu PD accidentally fell and rolled down the hillside. Jian Cong injured his foot and couldn't get out of the car. It was me and You put him back in the car." Yu Zhangmu looked at Liu Sijian's face word by word, and even pronounced the final result, "Because Liu PD rolled down the hillside with bruises all over his body and his face was swollen. , I also twisted my foot, I remember right, Ringer."

Linger felt that he had roughly understood it, and his fingertips holding the steering wheel were a little hot, and he said calmly: "I remember correctly, and the car didn't actually break down, but I just got my driver's license, and my skills are still a bit reluctant to drive mountain roads. It caused Sijian Gebai to fall."

Jian Cong was dumbfounded, is this the way to go?

The corner of Yu Changmu's mouth twitched, he stared at Liu Sijian and said "yes" again, and finally turned his gaze to Jian Cong.

Jian Cong immediately avoided suspicion and leaned back on the back seat, turning his face away as if he didn't know anything: "I'm night blind, and I can't see anything outside the car window. I'm sure you guys have the final say."

With all the witnesses' testimony in place, Yu Changmu didn't have the heart to be polite to Liu Sijian anymore, so he grabbed Liu Sijian's collar in a flash, dragged his head and didn't go back into the small woods next to the open space.

Jian Cong said he couldn't see it, but in the blink of an eye, he stretched his neck and desperately tried to see what was going on outside the window, and almost made Ringer turn on the car lights again.

Liu Sijian was two-faced and three-faced. It didn't take a day or two to do what he said was different. Jian Cong was always afraid that Yu Changmu, a solid eye who couldn't turn a corner, would be bullied and cause trouble.

He was very worried, but Ringer in the front row didn't come back to his senses until now, and suddenly burst out: "Brother Jian! Brother Yu is too handsome!"

Jian Cong: "...do you know what this is for? It's handsome."

Linge: "Brother Yu must have his reasons for doing things! He's just handsome!"

Jian Cong: "..." OK.

After much deliberation, he still decided to send a message to Bo Shifan now. He got a power bank for his mobile phone just after he returned to Yuzhuang, and the words were concise and to the point: Your nephew secretly took photos of me, what should I say.

In the woods, Yu Changmu raised his fist and punched Liu Sijian in the face: "Is this what you need to learn to turn?"

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