Boss, did you speak well today?

Little beauty, let me see what a flamboyant look you look like

"If you don't believe me, you supervise me. I promise I won't smoke a cigarette in the future, and I won't smell of smoke on my body." Nangong Ran grinned and reached out to the tip of his nose, and suddenly pulled his mask out.

Su Xici subconsciously shrank his head back to pat the troubled hand.

"I can't hit it." He hastily retracted his hand, watching his hand waving in the air triumphantly.

The mask bounced back and hung on his face in a crooked manner. Su Xi hurriedly pulled the mask off the glasses frame and tidied it up.

The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, and he punched him twice on the arm without pain.

This person, I hate it to death.Su Xici straightened his glasses.

"You smell strange today, I want to hug you." Nangong Ran sniffled, rubbed his slapped arm, and almost sneezed.

"It's the smell of roses, I got it just now."

"Really? I'll smell it more carefully."

"Can you be a little sick and keep a distance from others." Su Xici pushed the person away and threw him a mask, "Also, don't do weird things with the mask."

"You're sick, I'm sick, they didn't just fit together." Nangong Ran took the mask, without taking off his own cracked mask, and directly stacked one layer on top.

"Uh..." Su Xici wondered every day, why did he fall in love with this idiot?

He looked at the people beside him speechlessly, feeling that something was wrong.

A flash of thought flashed across Nangong Ran's eyes, but was quickly covered up by a leisurely narcissistic look.

Su Xici touched his face.

He purposely covered the bruises at the corners of his mouth with cosmetics. He didn't know how to apply them. The technique was a bit rough. The man just glanced at them just now, so he probably didn't notice any clues.

But the scent of the cosmetics was smelled by Nangong Ran's dog nose.

Reminiscent of the cup of granule he brought in just now, he must be allowed to drink it. Although he does not deny that this person cares about him, there is indeed an element of testing whether he is injured.

The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became, Su Xici moved to the seat next to him and sat, away from him.

He was very confused, if Nangong Ran found out, he didn't know how to explain himself, how to face it.

What if Nangong Ran reacted like those people?

Like them, disgust, disgust, fear, ridicule, jealousy, or pretending to please close, pretending to pity, but actually gossip about his experience for fun.

This is normal, but he dare not imagine.

Su Xici tightly grasped his left wrist, not daring to think deeply.

"Don't ignore me, I'm just kidding." He leaned over meanly, but his eyes were sincere, "Even if there is something unhappy, tell me, so that I can know what makes you uncomfortable .”

"I'm not unhappy." The face in the mask pulled a smile and stretched out his hand, "You didn't wear it well here."

As soon as his hand touched the edge of the mask, he quickly pulled the two masks down forcefully.

Nangong Ran screamed in fright, quickly covered the mask on his face, turned his head aside to avoid his hand.

"You're playing tricks!" After hastily putting it on, his eyes sharpened, and he rushed to Su Xici's side to grab his mask.

How could Su Xici dare to let him succeed, he raised his hand to block his hand, and also wanted to grab the mask on his face.

He suspected that he was the person from last night, and he wanted to laugh twice at the stupid way he was beaten into a pig's head.

Just, "You let go, hahaha..."

"How about you, are you afraid?"

Su Xici was also scruples about this and that, and he didn't dare to use cruel hands at all. He threw him on the carpet all of a sudden, and writhed his hands up and down, itching.

"Nangong Ran, you are shameless, haha..."

Nangong Ran only dared to exert half of his usual strength, fearing that he might hurt someone, so he threw him to the ground and rolled him twice, only to be counterattacked by him.

Regardless of his crooked glasses, Su Xici secretly poked at several fragile acupuncture points on his body, and immediately saw the person below him frowning in pain, and the face under the mask laughing triumphantly.

Just two seconds after he was proud, someone pinched the side of his waist, and the vision in front of him shook heavily, and his appearance was turned upside down again.

"Get up, you're so heavy!" He twisted his waist to get rid of the person, and patted Nangong Ran's upper arm angrily.

"Little beauty, quickly let me see how romantic you look."

"Smelly shameless." Su Xici's face turned red.

"No, no, my wife, smell it, I smell delicious."

Su Xici was angry and funny, covering his mask with one hand, and circling with his hand with the other, trying to tear off the mask on his face.

"Hey, you have to pay attention to fairness when doing business. You buy with one hand and sell with the other. If you catch mine, you have to pick your own." Nangong Ran hid his face in the pit of his neck and arched it hard, his hair rubbed so hard that Su rested. Trembling all over, I couldn't help laughing.

"You are too sensitive." He looked at the person below him tenderly, this level was completely unbearable, "Your eyes can be wet and red."

"So you get up quickly, this is very, very strange." Su Xici was ashamed, his contact with people was always through violence, leaving only pain and humiliation, this strange feeling made him flustered.

"I'm a little scared." He turned his head away to avoid the thoughts hidden in Nangong Ran's eyes.

He had a creepy feeling of being targeted, so strange that it was scary, just like that night.

For things he was not familiar with, Su Xici chose to escape.

"What are you afraid of?" Nangong Ran's fingers gently brushed away the disheveled hair on his forehead, his gentle eyes were full of love and tenderness that even he didn't realize, "No matter what the situation is, we will face it together. "

His face was getting closer and closer, Su Xici seemed to be bewitched by those dark eyes, and his eyes followed the little figure who was at a loss in his pupils, falling into the tenderness of death.

He seemed to have found Nangong Ran's sense of dependence that made his heart throb.

A bell rang suddenly.

"Young master, you are the most powerful, young master, you are awesome, young master, what I admire the most is you..."

"Uh..." Nangong Ran hurriedly pressed the answer button before the bell rang with more embarrassing content.

"I said that?" Su Xici's eyes were filled with suspicion.

Nangong Ran let out a low cough, got up from him, said "Hello" repeatedly, and walked out of the flower hall as if he had something important to do.

Hehe, don't think that knowing two-handed AI onomatopoeia technology can do anything reckless, and slander him like this.

If he really praised Nangong Ran like this, this person would go to heaven.

There was a calm voice in the corridor outside that was completely different from that in front of him. Su Xici got up from the carpet, forced himself to forget all the things he had just thought of in his mind, and pretended to arrange his hair and mask as if nothing had happened. He looked down at the time, he thought It was only for a short while, but two and a half hours passed unexpectedly.

Looking at the pile of documents on the round table, he deeply reflected on himself, it was a waste of life to be with Nangong Ran.

A morning passed without him doing anything.

Picking up the pen again, twirling circles of brushstrokes on the fingertips that were glowing with soft powder, and then stopped suddenly.

What Su Xici read with his eyes was the document, and what entered his ears and mind was the conversation of the person outside.

He put the pen cap on and approached the door silently.

"I suspect...Su Xici...maybe..."

"There was no injury to his face."

"He has no reason to go to the group to meet Situ Se in the middle of the night..."

"Impossible to betray..."

"Well, you can check again... No, I believe him, but..."

Su Xi hid his hands behind his back, leaning against the intricately patterned door panel, his mind was filled with the sound of his temples throbbing.

Nangong Ran really doubted it.

He tore his hair irritably, feeling extremely regretful in his heart, why couldn't he hold back a bit, and always wanted to do those things.

But the more irritable and frightened I was, the more I wanted to do something to make up for the feeling of losing control.

His eyes gradually turned scarlet, and his hands trembled.

Who is the safest to find?

-

Wu Mingxuan always felt that his heart was fuzzy today, and he spent the whole day in an inexplicable restlessness. After finally getting off work, he breathed a sigh of relief and went home with his camera.

As soon as he opened the door, he felt an abnormal breath blowing towards his face.

No, it's tangible, it's a dreaded perfume smell.

Before turning around to go out, the door behind the door was already closed.

"Reporter Wu, long time no see, do you miss me?"

Wu Mingxuan let out a mournful throat, and the next second, he was knocked down to the ground.

Twenty minutes later, Su Xici raised his glasses and sat on his sofa with a leisurely expression, playing with his camera.

"There's been a lot of news that can blow you up recently." He flipped through one, "Do you also accept the business of dead people? This shooting angle is to slander the investigators for their inaction, thereby stirring up the news? This actress, Is it your new threat to sell your body?"

Wu Mingxuan hurriedly said: "No, I don't do this kind of thing anymore, you believe me, I have changed my ways and turned to be a good person."

"Do you think I'll let you go if you say that?" Su Xici smiled softly.

"Then how can you let me go?! I really haven't done anything to offend you recently!" He wailed twice, and suddenly remembered the collusion with Situ Se, and his heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that such a hidden thing was discovered by him?

"Do you still need a reason to hit you?" Su Xici seemed to think that this was an extremely troublesome matter, frowning and thinking for a long time, and said, "I'm in a bad mood today."

"That's it?"

"Then what reason do you want, you think of one yourself." Why did he rack his brains to help the beaten person think of a reason for beating someone.

How could he have been treated so well before.

"Don't you think it's a very happy thing for you to meet me?" He asked sincerely.

Wu Mingxuan wanted to jump off the building.

Su Xici saw that he had a mournful look on his face, and thought about it seriously for a few seconds, and was angry at why he wanted to help others reflect.

"Reporter Wu, you should do this." Su Xici puffed up his face, dissatisfied with his laziness, "The one who should reflect is you."

Wu Mingxuan knew that he had nothing to say with this kind of psychosis, so he could only follow his words: "You are right, yes, I should reflect on it, I shouldn't do these bad things, betray my conscience for money, ruin others, for fame and fortune Twisted the truth, and now pays retribution."

"Then do you think it's a kind of happiness for you to meet me?"

Wu Mingxuan opened his mouth, finally mustered up the courage to say against his will: "Yes, very happy."

"Let me just say it." Su Xici laughed with satisfaction, and recalled, "I am much gentler than them."

"Who?" Wu Mingxuan lost his mind for a moment.

"Those people." He twitched the corners of his mouth, even though he personally chopped them up and flushed them into the sewer, he still dare not recall their names.

"As a reporter, you travel between different social classes, so you must have a good understanding of the concept of "hierarchy". "Su Xi resigned and said warmly, like a friend chatting with him at the tea table in the afternoon, "There are also children. "

"There are high-ranking figures, and there are so-called low-level people. They regard the bottom-level people as "slaves"—it's ridiculous, but there are "slaves" in the same class, grade, or school. "

"They like the type who are quiet, introverted, and not good at speaking. People with such a withdrawn personality are not easy to make friends, and they dare not make small reports. They also envy the qualities that they don't have, such as excellent studies, such as gentle manners. In their eyes, It becomes an anomaly.”

"After that...you understand." Su Xici chuckled.

Wu Mingxuan sat on the floor, looking at the man with red eyes.

"Why don't you resist?" Just because of my cowardice in the past, now I want to spread my grievances on other innocent people? !

"Resist? Yes." Su Xici's eyes became empty and misty, and he seemed to be staring at a corner of the room, as if an unrelated person was curled up there, and the words in his mouth were so indifferent, as if he was stating another A person's life.

"At the beginning, you were also very timid and scared, but you were blackmailed several times, and the clay figurines were also bloody. The first time, you told the teacher about it, and you were dragged into the classroom as soon as you left the office door He was beaten hard."

"The second time, you mustered up your courage and fought back. You put your foot on one of the people's legs and knelt down on one of them. The feet of the people around you were all on top of you, and you were beaten harder than usual."

"Being beaten every day, during that time you were worse than before. You couldn't sleep all night, you were afraid of seeing people, you were afraid of going to school, you were afraid of leaving get out of class, but there was nothing you could do."

"The third time, you fought with the mentality of risking your life. But when they saw you resisting and seeing your fierce expression, their first reaction was not to be frightened, but full of ridicule and disdain. "The toothbrush that brushed their teeth this morning dared to brush their delicate gums to bleed one day. Today, this toothbrush must be taught to obey." "

"So, they became even more frenzied, pressing your head into the pit of the public toilet, laughing and filming the video, forcing you to drink a full glass of urine. Sometimes when the mood comes, they force you to dance striptease and put you Torn off your clothes, photographed your private parts, publicized your sexual orientation, degraded you to maggots in the gutter, carved the word "pervert" on your body with a knife, and celebrated the school anniversary Openly released the screen on your phone, laughing out loud at your cowardly dodges and desperate screams in the video. "

"Every time you managed to muster up more courage to resist, you were greeted with more inhuman abuse. It was like a long tug-of-war, and your enemy was everyone around you."

"Finally, you know how to be obedient and how to be an obedient punching bag. When they hit you, you must not show your intention and behavior that you want to fight back. When they talk to you kindly, you only need to agree." Well - even then, they're still going to resent your perfunctory attitude. Gradually, other bullies, or everyone around you who occasionally has a bad time, start to join in. They deliberately put chalk in your mouth , tripped you while walking, bumped into you from time to time, called you over with pity and sympathy, then slapped you twice abruptly, splashed water on you on purpose, and scraped your face with a broom... And so on, don't ask why, because even you don't care about that reason in your heart."

"Reporter Wu, tell me," Su Xici slowly focused his eyes, tilted his head, and looked at the people on the ground.

"I didn't teach you so well, is it because I'm too gentle?"

On the camera page, there is a photo of Jian Yao that he took from Situ Se.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!