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"No?" Shen Zui smiled faintly, the cracks in his heart began to scab from the depths, both painful and itchy.

"Yan Mingyang, what do you think you are?"

Shen Zui spoke contemptuously, Yan Mingyang lowered his brows, and his lips tightened.

It has been a long time since no one dared to speak to him in this tone.

"Intoxicated." Yan Mingyang's tone became harsh subconsciously, his eyes were cold, "Don't be arrogant."

"I haven't." Shen Zui said immediately with calm eyes, "I've never been as rational as I am now."

"It's my passion to be entangled with you."

"What?" Yan Mingyang was startled.He no longer wanted to continue this conversation.

He glanced at the time and pretended to walk towards the bathroom, "It's late today, and you're tired too, so go rest first. Tomorrow,"

"I won't go tomorrow," Shen Zui raised his chin slightly, "I won't go the day after tomorrow either."

Yan Mingyang stopped slowly.When he turned his head, his eyes were cruel and sad, "Just because you don't want to be with me?"

"I have disappointed the teacher." Shen Zui seemed to know the lethality of these words, and said word by word, "There is absolutely no reason to give him a 'big gift' on his birthday."

"How you forced "Spring Rest" to change, how Wang Ge used your power to bully me... You are a busy man, but I will always remember it clearly. I think Teacher Xia will not forget it either."

Yan Mingyang stood where he was, stunned.His eyebrows are flat at first glance, but a slight downward curvature can only be found after careful identification, which is unconsciously sad.

He opened his mouth slightly, but said nothing.He has always been articulate and quick thinking, but at this moment it seems that his brain has disconnected.

The room fell into a deadlock of dead silence, and the wind outside the window seemed to be frozen.

"Before today, I thought you liked me to some extent." After an unknown amount of time, Yan Mingyang said.

"It's not your illusion." Shenzui's tone was frank and frivolous, "Liking people is my strong point."

"Probably because I was too lacking in love when I was a child, and there was always a physical emotion that needed to be vented."

"You said that many people like you, I believe it." Yan Mingyang's lips seemed to be thinner, and he walked in front of Shen Zui, "But you like others..."

"Is that a surprise?" Shen Zui supported the back of the sofa with one hand, raised his head, "I like someone, and I only need one reason."

Yan Mingyang: "What reason?"

"Any reason is fine." Shen Zui hummed meaningfully, "The premise is that you look good."

Shen Zui reached out and touched Yan Mingyang's chin, his eyes slowly fell on his face.

"Yan Mingyang, you look good and have a good figure. When you are not a monster, I occasionally think of the past."

"There are also some false and memorable places in the relationship where you lied to me and I lied to you."

"So, if you want to sleep with me, I'm willing to consider it."

Yan Mingyang's eyes hesitated, and his face moved slightly towards the intoxicated palm.

"But," Shen Zui changed the subject, "You want to sanction my right to sleep with others, but there is no way."

After Shen Zui finished speaking, Yan Mingyang was silent for a long time.His gaze was deep and forbearing, not his usual style.

Shen Zui let go of his hand, but Yan Mingyang grabbed it tightly.

"You should know that I have never really used any means against you." Yan Mingyang's tone was terribly flat.

"So." Shen Zui didn't hesitate.He looked up at Yan Mingyang, and said word by word.

"I don't want to do this to you." Yan Mingyang didn't show it on his face, but the strength in his hand was getting stronger and stronger.

Shen Zui's white and tender fingers were as soft as if they were about to be pinched, just like Shen Zui's stardom that had just started to improve.He is very talented, and he has worked so hard for so many years to achieve a small amount of success. If he makes a wrong step in the future, his previous efforts may be wasted.

However, Yan Mingyang can dispel all the intoxication just by moving his hands.

Fame, money, film career, popularity and glamor will all be gone.

People seldom realize that what they own depends on the thoughts of others.It is extremely fragile, and even if it is carefully and diligently maintained, it cannot withstand the wind of the slightest accident.

Yan Mingyang's subtext is already very obvious.Shen Zui seemed to have no room for rebellion.

Only the fingertips of his pinched left hand are free, but the joints that may move the fingertips are involuntary.

Yan Mingyang finally revealed his true nature as a jackal, tiger and leopard. Intoxicated, he seemed to lose his sense of pain, and looked at him thoughtfully.

Shen Zui seldom admits to himself consciously that he is famous for his love of Yan.

But at this moment, he has no room for forgetfulness, arrogance, or anger, and he devotes his whole body and mind to reason.

Drunkenness is painful because of sobriety, and proud because of pain.

Rejecting Yan Mingyang is tantamount to surviving with a broken arm.Shen Zui chooses to give up comfort, ease, happiness in the worldly sense and "perfect lover", and walks stubbornly into an unknown wild swamp with his head held high.

He has almost nothing but freedom and dignity.

"A wall stands a thousand feet high, and you can be strong without desire." After a long while, Shen Zui said.

He looked proud, and spoke with pride, "I am intoxicated that more than half of my life has been spent in poverty so far. When I was 14 years old and had nothing, I could refuse your father's help. Do you think I will be afraid of you?"

"If I really want to imprison you," Yan Mingyang not only was not frightened by intoxication, but also became a little crazy.He is no longer the usual superficial gentleman who has both ways and means, and the ruthlessness in his nature is fully exposed, "There will be no third person in the world who will know."

"At first you locked me up, but I still found it interesting. I like to see people love me the most."

"But now..." Shen Zui snorted coldly, "You can try it and see if it's you who kills me or I who kills you."

That night, neither Shen Zui nor Yan Mingyang slept well.

The same goes for the second night.

It seemed that he didn't stare at him with his own eyes, but Yan Mingyang still couldn't believe that Shen Zui would not even go to Xia Rusen's birthday party in order to resist him.

At noon on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Liu Heng called Shen Zui.Shen Zui told him blankly that he was too busy to go.

Liu Heng noticed something different, and asked Shen Zui if something happened.

Shen Zui said flatly that nothing happened, then hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

Yan Mingyang was sitting beside him.He waited until it was dark on the Lantern Festival Eve and Shen Zui had no possibility of going to a banquet before arranging to return to Shanghai.

Unlike Shen Zui's previous expectation, Yan Mingyang did not imprison him again, and even acquiesced in his moving out of the apartment.

Pei Yan's company resumed normal operation after the New Year's Eve, but the big boss was absent, so the efficiency was somewhat low after all.

Shen Zui stayed in the hotel for several days before finally getting the apartment allocated by the company.He heard that Pei Yan's vacation was nowhere in sight, major projects in the company had stagnated, and everyone was busy finding their own way out.

At the same time, Hu Tu came to inform Shen Zui suspiciously, and Yan Mingyang felt that he was not in good health and needed more rest.

According to Hutu's report, Yan Mingyang's original words were: Intoxicated and lacking in energy, he cannot support the filming at this stage, and as an actor, he should not have too many redundant exposures, so let's take a vacation first.

When Hu Tu received the call, Shen Zui was lying in front of the cramped small sofa listening to the sound of rain on the balcony.

The spring wind blows soberly, he is used to the cold.

After going around and around, intoxication returned to the original point a year later.But the past year cannot be said to be worthless. He has a new work, which has cut off the deepest cancer in his heart.

Slowly, the pain of intoxication gradually faded away, but the pride melted into the blood and flowed throughout the body.He was soberly aware that he might never meet someone like Yan Mingyang again in the future.

But it doesn't matter, intoxication still has itself, a complete and healthy self.

One day, Shenzui saw on the Internet that Zhou Dafei's short play "Cool Lemon" directed last year was about to be aired, and the poster had a movie quality.

He felt relieved that he was right in seeing Zhou Dafei.

It's just that the subtle feelings in the past revealed their true colors after the fog cleared—Shen Zui finally understood that he never wanted to pursue Zhou Dafei, but Zhou Dafei's sobriety, rationality, tenacity and tenacity were what he had been striving for but did not have.

He struggled in a dense fog for a long time, indulged in psychedelic thinking, ran amok aimlessly, and always regarded the past and his beloved Yan Mingyang as the source of all evil.It wasn't until he gouged out this piece of heart that he could see his true face.

That was Shen Zui's original face, and he actually liked it.

In this way, 30 days after becoming popular, Shen Zui was buried in the snow with peace of mind.

The third volume is finished

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The spring breeze blows and wakes up, slightly cold. —— Su Dongpo

Originally, I wanted to finish writing the content of this chapter together yesterday, but yesterday I had an OnlineTest(...) to be completed within 48 hours, so I took it apart. . .

As for why the third volume is divided here, it is because I personally think that the intoxication here and the story in the second half of the third volume can be counted as "resurrection" to some extent, and they fit this topic respectively.