President of Chuancheng Entertainment

Song Yu kept waving his hands, and the wind on the cliff was so strong that the corners of his clothes were flying, and the icy bone-cutting wind penetrated into the sleeves without a trace of warmth.

On the gray sky, there are still a few traces of white that were blown away by the wind, covering the entire land with vastness.

"Can't we be like normal friends?" Why do you have to force me in this way?

Chu Jingyan's hands that had been hanging in mid-air slowly tightened, and Wang Lailai's eyes were still somewhat sad, like the mysterious darkness in the abyss and sea.

"Impossible..." His eyes were dull and obscure.

As long as it is something I care about, I can't help but find a way to hold it firmly in my hand.I'm most at ease when I have a firm grip on everything.Your tears, your smile can only have me.

Song Yu pulled a wry smile from the corner of his mouth, his thin figure was swaying in the strong wind, "I know, I know!

no you don't know anything...

"Chu Jingyan, what do you think I am?" Song Yu pointed at himself excitedly, "I am your property? Is it your toy?"

"What do you think I owe you? What do you want to get back from me?"

"Do you want me to jump from here? Only in this way can you relieve your hatred!"

Just one step, just one step.

With just this one step, he no longer has to be the young master of the Song family, and he no longer has to deal with these countless debts of love.

Song Yu swayed and fell backwards, he never wanted to see those cold iron chains tied to his feet again.

When he raised his eyes, he could only see Chu Jingyan's panicked eyes. Just when he looked up and thought it was the last time he saw the blue sky, his arm was suddenly grabbed by a strong force!

In an instant, the powerless body that fell back was stopped by the strength, and the right forearm that was involved was pulled back abruptly.

There was no more whistling wind in his ears, and he fell into a warm embrace with the fragrance of flowers.

The hands around his waist were tightly held, the dog's strength seemed to melt him from the heart.

Chu Jingyan's tone was usually calm, but at this moment he was obviously trembling, "I won't allow...I won't allow you to leave!"

Before Song Yu could see his expression clearly, he suddenly felt a dull pain in the back of his neck, and his head fell down in a daze.

Chu Jingyan hugged the fainted man in his arms, lowered his head and kissed the corners of his closed eyes, and looked at the dilapidated red sports car and Song Yu with bruises all over his body.

"You won't have another chance to leave me...don't worry."

If the sleeping Song Yu could hear these words, he would probably wake up angrily, what do you mean by rest assured?

That's why you make me worry the most, okay? !

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Song Yu, who was knocked down a second before, knew that if he failed to escape this time, there would definitely be more severe consequences.

So when he woke up and appeared in that room again, he was not furious at the familiar iron chains on his feet, but sat on the bed without saying a word, with a blank expression on his face.

The iron chain reflecting the silver light in the sun hurt Song Yu's eyes, and it seemed that it was already the next morning.

He passed out all night and didn't eat anything.The stomach is already cramping with pain, and the tip of the nose smells a more intense floral fragrance.

For the next few days, Song Yu was locked in this room. From this bed, he could see the sun peeling away from the clouds bit by bit, illuminating the whole land.

Looking at the past, there are already silver stars shining, the night is thick, and endless black interweaves and pervades.

Song Yu didn't take the initiative to speak to Chu Jingyan again. He knew that he couldn't change the outcome of the matter, and he refused all communication.

On the contrary, Chu Jingyan seemed to be in a good mood every day. He would prepare all kinds of dishes himself, and everything was to his taste, but he never went out of this room again.

No matter how delicious the dish was, Song Yu only ate a few mouthfuls.

Chu Jingyan was not angry at all. Some dishes were complicated and exquisite, but the whole plate was thrown away without touching a chopstick.

On the second day, there were still all kinds of carefully prepared dishes in front of him, and a smile on that perfectly proportioned face prepared everything for him.

Chu Jingyan never went out again, and he dragged him to talk every day, but he didn't even know that the film king was also an invisible chatterbox.

He talked a lot, but he didn't say a word about the old Song Yu and his story.

Most of them are about the daily life of filming and some cold jokes, except that Song Yu's mood is very heavy, it's really not that he doesn't show face, the corners of his mouth don't even have an upward angle.

Silently watching Chu Jingyan who was wearing home clothes in front of him trying to tell jokes that weren't funny at all.

A faint sentence came: "When can I leave?"

The air froze in an instant, and the warmth that had been forcibly created was instantly vanished.

The wind gently brushed the thin hair on his forehead, casting a small shadow on Song Yu's firm and straightforward eyes, and the corners of his mouth were also pursed into a straight line. He was very serious.

Chu Jingyan's face stiffened for a moment, his eyes confirmed that the unbreakable iron chain was still on Song Yu's left ankle, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

"Why do you have to leave? Am I not good enough?"

Chu Jingyan's voice is still gentle, just like the meticulous care these days.

He is indeed caring for Song Yu, but this is not the crux of the problem, no matter what his attitude is, Song Yu will never make any concessions.

Song Yu ignored Chu Jingyan, pulled up the quilt, and lay on his side on the bed with only the top of his head exposed.

Chu Jingyan also helped to tuck the quilt, said "good night" softly, then silently closed the curtains and sat on the sofa in the corner of the room.

In the dark, the figure could not be seen clearly, only the sound of gentle breathing, Chu Jingyan held the cigarette between his middle fingers and sniffed it, but did not ignite it for a long time.

He knew that doing so might be irreparable, but only that iron chain could make Chu Jingyan feel at ease.

The resolute look in the eyes and the retreating figure on the edge of the cliff that day, just need to slow down for a second, and the heart will no longer be able to beat.

He raised his eyes to look at the big bed that was slightly imprinted with humanity, put away the cigarette in his hand, his eyes were slightly bright.

Even if I imprison you, I want to get you.