Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

Before the final result of the rumor-mongering incident, He Xiran had already started working.The evidence for this matter is complete, and it can be said that there is no dispute. Except for those extreme and brainless blacks, the public is already clear about the truth.

Because this incident involved two public figures, the media followed up and reported it almost every day.Wen Xiaoyu also learned about the verdict from the media. During this time, he was preparing for a new movie project, and he felt dizzy during meetings at the company every day.

After working overtime that night, the assistant told him that a reporter had been waiting for him to do an interview.He didn't care at first, and was about to leave directly when he heard the little reporter boldly ask, "What do you think of He Xiran's refusal to reconcile with Qiao Chuman?"

He stopped when he heard the word "He Xiran". After hearing the question, he smiled: "May I ask if Qiao Chuman himself apologized to He Xiran and asked for forgiveness?"

The reporter was taken aback by his question, and replied: "No."

"Then why does He Xiran want to explain it to him? The person who did something wrong doesn't apologize, but wants the victim to forgive him? Can you tell me why?"

Wen Xiaoyu's hands were naturally hanging by his sides, and he stood very straight. It was an ordinary posture, but it gave people a strong sense of oppression.The reporter broke into a cold sweat after being asked a few words by him.

Wen Xiaoyu used to be too lazy to deal with these media, but since He Xiran entered the circle, especially after he was slandered, he began to pay more attention to these people.To be asked such a mentally handicapped question today, he had to talk to them.

"So why are you emphasizing He Xiran's refusal to reconcile with him?" He looked at the reporter sharply, speaking at a steady pace, "What you should ask is, as a public figure, Qiao Chuman knew the law and violated it maliciously. He slandered He Xiran, but he didn't show any remorse after being exposed. So far, he has never responded positively to this matter, let alone apologized to He Xiran. What do I think about this matter."

This little reporter had never had a chance to have a face-to-face conversation with Wen Xiaoyu before, and now he finally understood why Wen Xiaoyu was obviously related to Qiao Chuman and He Xiran, but he was the only one guarding Wen Xiaoyu's place.Because he is stupid!

He looked back at the cameraman tremblingly, and the cameraman's face was also brilliant. Seeing that Wen Xiaoyu didn't intend to let them go easily this time, he shrugged helplessly, expressing that there was nothing he could do to help.

The little reporter had no choice but to bite the bullet and turn back, repeating what Wen Xiaoyu said just now, and added, "The court today ruled that Qiao Chuman, Bai An, and the media company that broke the news were charged with defamation, and will be punished according to law." .

After listening, Wen Xiaoyu nodded, and only commented on the sonorous four words "you deserve it", and then walked away swaggeringly.The little reporter Tuliu stood there with the microphone in his hand, sweat dripping down his cheeks.

On the way home, Wen Xiaoyu turned on the news and glanced at it. The verdict was indeed as the reporter said. Even the National News Network commented on this matter, criticizing these smoky phenomena in the circle.

The comment area, which had been quiet for a while, once again set off a new round of boiling. If it was said that only some people spoke out for He Xiran before, the situation is completely different now.Those who slandered him without thinking and supported Qiao Chuman all disappeared without a trace.

During this period of time, He Xiran didn't deliberately sell miserably on the Internet, but just did his work calmly.But the more this happened, the more people expressed their distress for him.

His Weibo has skyrocketed by nearly ten million followers in a short period of time, including girlfriend fans, boyfriend fans and even mother fans.The comment area was full of "He Bao hugs, He Bao kisses", which made Wen Xiaoyu's eyes hurt.

Scrolling down, I actually saw a comment "Poor little He Bao, I have been wronged during this time, come over and post it brother", and this comment has been liked by many people.

Wen Xiaoyu was so angry that he was dazed at the time, clicked in and flipped through this person's homepage, and found that he was a well-known photographer. He had taken a group of photos for fashion magazines for He Xiran before, and now they are still hanging on his website openly. On the top of the Weibo, there was a sentence "Cooperating with He Bao for the first time, I am very happy! He Bao is more beautiful than the photo, looking forward to the next cooperation, love you~"

Wen Xiaoyu was naturally happy that He Xiran was liked by so many people, but such greasy remarks still made him feel uncomfortable, and he wanted to find this person out and beat him up.

After returning home, He Xiran had already gone to bed.The bedside light was still on, and there was a half-read performance book next to the pillow. It seemed that reading made me sleepy.

This childishness made Wen Xiaoyu shake his head and laugh. His fans all called him "He Bao", which made Wen Xiaoyu feel awkward at first, but now it looks really appropriate.

The warm light from the head of the bed fell on He Xiran's side face, breathing lightly, and sleeping peacefully and softly.This beautiful scene instantly dissipated Wen Xiaoyu's exhaustion from the day and the unhappiness on the road just now. He leaned down and kissed the little mole on the tip of He Xiran's nose, and then kissed his lips like pink cherry.

He Xiran's originally long breathing became chaotic and rapid, and he opened his hazy eyes, which were full of dissatisfaction for being woken up.Wen Xiaoyu kissed deeper and deeper, the light in his eyes became more and more wet, and a "hmm" sound of rejection came out of his throat.

"What's the matter?" Wen Xiaoyu let go of him and asked in a flustered breath.

"No." He Xiran turned around with a displeased face, rustling under the quilt, and threw the back of his head to him.

This guy hadn't had a temper tantrum with him for a long time, and Wen Xiaoyu immediately felt it was very fresh.He lay on He Xiran's back and wrapped his arms around his waist, leaning against his ear and asked, "Why not?"

He Xiran's ears turned red quickly, spreading to his cheeks quietly. He pushed Wen Xiaoyu with his elbow, and muttered in a muffled voice: "You don't even like me anymore."

"?" Wen Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows, not knowing why he was making such a fuss, but actually convicted him of such a serious crime, so he asked with great interest, "Why don't I like you anymore?"

He Xiran groaned for a long time, and finally turned around, glared at him and said, "You just want to do this with me when you come back, you don't like me at all."

Wen Xiaoyu choked for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "How did you come to this conclusion?"

"You come back so late every day, and when you come back, you toss people like this and that, and you leave the next day without having breakfast with me, isn't it just to come back and do this?" I got into the bed and ignored him.

Looking at the quilt arched in front of him, Wen Xiaoyu laughed for a long time, hugged the person and the quilt together, and coaxed: "I've been too busy these days, so I won't be like this in the future, okay?"

There was still no movement in the quilt, Wen Xiaoyu stared at the little hair on the top of his head with a suppressed smile, carefully thought about his words, and then said: "I will come back early in the evening and read a book with you for a while and then make troubles like this and that, and accompany you in the morning." You go after breakfast, okay?"

After a while, the quilt moved, and He Xiran showed two sparkling eyes, and asked him with a rising voice, "You promise?"

"Promise." Wen Xiaoyu kissed his forehead, and asked in a low voice, as if coaxing, "Do you want to take a bath with me?"

"Hmph." He Xiran proudly turned his face to the side and snorted, but in fact, delicate flushes had already appeared in the corners of his eyes.

The sound of water in the bathroom didn't really stop until midnight, and when He Xiran went downstairs the next day, his legs were limp.Wen Xiaoyu not only had breakfast with him, but also promised to accompany him to an exclusive interview in the afternoon.

The rumor-mongering incident came to an end with the court's verdict, during which several interviews came to He Xiran.After discussing with his agent, he finally did not choose an entertainment interview with the theme of this rumor-mongering incident, but chose a formal interview show with the theme of mental health.

The audience included not only fans of He Xiran, but also many people who wanted to know or had mental health problems themselves.This put a lot of pressure on He Xiran, but thinking about his past events, and seeing Wen Xiaoyu who had been by his side all the time, he had infinite courage to face everything in his heart.

The atmosphere at the scene was not as dull as he imagined, Wen Xiaoyu was sitting where he could see it at a glance.Under the host's question, he crushed his dark times that he had never mentioned in detail bit by bit, and told everyone.

When he talked about how he fell into a silent world after witnessing his father's death at the age of 12, insomnia every night, even after falling asleep, many fans in the audience cried.

He smiled at them and said: "But this was just the beginning of the nightmare, and the subsequent psychological treatment was also very difficult. The recurrent stress disorder made me feel that life was hopeless, and it took a whole year to slowly get out of it. That nightmare."

The host was also a little moved, and said with tears in his eyes: "As a 13-year-old boy, you are already very strong if you can step out."

"It seems to be really strong." He Xiran playfully echoed.

The host couldn't help laughing because of his cuteness, and the fans burst into tears, shouting "so cute" and "you are the best".

"Actually, what I want to say is that mental illness is terrible, but it's not as desperate as you think. If you have mental problems, you must see a doctor early and cooperate with the doctor for treatment obediently. You see, 12-year-old He Xiran If you did it, please persevere, maybe tomorrow, or maybe it will take a while, and you will definitely meet a better version of yourself."

Along with the applause, the tears that had just stopped in the audience swept down again.Wen Xiaoyu sat under the stage and watched He Xiran quietly. The spotlight shone on him. Through the shining light, he seemed to see the fragile young man who had experienced darkness and turned into a butterfly. better self.

"I used to be very afraid to bring up these things. When I was young, I always cared about other people's eyes. I was worried that others would look down on me after knowing this, and I was even more afraid that they would sympathize with me. So I basically have no friends, and I am full of hostility to everyone."

Having said that, He Xiran glanced at the audience, and his smile became even brighter: "I didn't let it go until a very annoying person told me that I was thinking too much, that everyone didn't like me, and no one would sympathize with me." Be wary."

As soon as his words fell, there was laughter from the audience.The host also smiled and said: "Although this friend's words are not expressive, I think he still cares about you. Are you still in touch?"

"We have always been together and never separated." He Xiran said, "Even during the five darkest years of my depression, he always pulled me and pulled me out of the abyss."

"He must be very important to you." The host said.

"Yes, he is the most important person in my life. Without him, I would not be where I am now." He Xiran looked towards the audience, as if he was looking at a certain person or everyone.

"So, what I want to tell you is, whether you are troubled by a disease, or you are stuck in a certain emotion and it is difficult to get out, please don't give up. You have to believe that there will be someone by your side, or someone who is not with you. Know the time and place to accompany you silently. He will use all his strength to bring you out of the abyss, and the only thing you have to do is to run to him with all your strength."

There was warm applause from the audience, and someone wiped away tears and shouted: "He Xiran, you are the best!"

"Thank you." He Xiran's eyes slowly passed over them, and finally fell on Wen Xiaoyu, and said again, "Thank you."

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