[Entertainment Circle] Falling into the trap of being a good actor

He quickly rushed into the bathroom to check if he had done anything outrageous with Gu Sicheng yesterday.

But the facts tell him that he has nothing on him.

In the past, when the two had sex, even if there were no bruises, there would still be hickey marks on their bodies, but this time there were surprisingly nothing, which proved that nothing happened to the two of them yesterday.

Just as he let go of his guard and was about to take a shower, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Subconsciously, he covered his body with a bathrobe, and looked vigilantly at Gu Sicheng who rushed in urgently.

The other party solved his three urgencies as if no one was there, glanced at Shen Mingxuan who was covering up at the moment, curled his lips, and joked: "There is something to hide, it's not like I haven't seen it."

Shen Mingxuan frowned, and scolded angrily with a hot face: "Have you finished peeing yet? Get out immediately after peeing!"

Gu Sicheng was leaning against the door of the bathroom, and he could see his beautiful abdominal muscles at a glance.

"This is not the appearance of being inseparable from me last night. As soon as I got my body, I wanted to kick it away. I really am a little heartless."

As he said that, he looked aggressively at his half-covered chest, and reluctantly walked out of the bathroom.

When Shen Mingxuan came out of the bathroom, Gu Sicheng had already dressed up, restoring his previous overbearing image.

His eyes turned to the balcony, only then did he notice that the clothes the two of them wore yesterday had been washed and hung on the balcony.

He originally wanted to ask when he was leaving, but now it seemed that there was no need to ask at all.

While arranging the buttons, he was wearing a watch, his eyes swept over his undried hair, and his face immediately became serious, "Aren't you going to go out in a while? Why don't you dry your hair?"

As he spoke, he didn't have time to straighten his sleeves, so he took out the hair dryer from the bathroom and forced him to hold him there to help him dry his hair.

The warm wind blew every strand of his hair, and he sneaked a glance at Gu Sicheng who was seriously blowing his hair. For a moment, he was unconsciously moved.

"I still like your black hair."

He looked up at him puzzled, and the other party had already put back the hair dryer and was about to go out.

He stood still and watched him packing his luggage, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything when the words came to his lips.

"Thirteen came to pick me up. Why is there something going on in the company recently? I'm going on a business trip for a month. During the month I'm away, you have to take good care of yourself and eat on time."

He was in a trance for a moment, he couldn't tell what his relationship with Gu Sicheng was now, he was neither close nor distant, he said he was not important but he always touched his heart, he said he was important but he couldn't put him back in the past that location.

At the moment when he opened the door and was about to leave, he turned his head and looked at him, as if warning, "No intimate scenes are allowed! The only one who wants to be the male lead in a drama in the future is me!"

This kind of words seemed to be an order, but also a bit domineering.

He didn't respond to him, just silently watched him close the door and slowly disappear from his sight.

Perhaps starting today, he will gradually alienate himself from the world.

Suddenly a ringtone interrupted his thoughts, and he picked up the phone, "Hi, Sister Saline, I'm going to go now, I'm on my way, I'm sorry for the delay during the day, I'll be there in 10 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, he hurried back to his room to get dressed, but at this moment his phone was switched off and he suddenly received a message from Jiang Zhijin.

"Mingxuan, I'm really tired. I never thought that loving someone is so tiring. I don't want to love anymore and I dare not love again. The painting I promised you before can't be realized. I'm sorry..."

It was just a short paragraph, but no matter how Shen Mingxuan called him, the phone was turned off, so he was so scared that he immediately called the police!

At the same time, Jiang Zhijin, who was standing on the high tower, looked at the endless sea under his feet. At this moment, he didn't feel scary anymore.

The bits and pieces that happened during the two years he and Cheng Jingyi were together kept flashing in his mind, some happy and some sad.

But no matter what he did, in Cheng Jingyi's heart, he still felt that it was not enough, the price to be paid for loving him was too much, so much that he no longer lived like himself.

He thought that he might bear his unreasonable troubles, as long as he loved him, there would be a day when he couldn't bear it.

But now, he really couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't change himself, and he couldn't change Cheng Jingyi, maybe only after he left would Cheng Jingyi know how to love someone.

.........

When the phone call from the hospital reached Cheng Jingyi, he didn't know that something happened to Jiang Zhijin. When he rushed to the hospital, all he saw was Jiang Zhijin's cold body.

At this moment, he was desperate, helpless, at a loss, and he didn't know why it became like this.

He lay on the cold corpse and kept crying, begging him to wake up.

But in the empty morgue, only his own echo responded to him.

Shen Mingxuan was standing at the door of the mortuary, hearing the other party's heart-piercing shouts and couldn't help but wet his eyes.

At this moment, he finally knew why Jiang Zhijin sent him such a message before committing suicide.

Because besides Cheng Jingyi, he has no one who cares about him and loves him.

It has been five hours since Jiang Zhijin was salvaged from the sea, and no one other than him and Cheng Jingyi has been there during these five hours.

He didn't know what Jiang Zhijin had experienced before this, why two people who were clearly in love with each other turned into such a miserable situation today, and he didn't understand why Cheng Jingyi was not satisfied when he met Jiang Zhijin who loved him so much.

He handed Cheng Jingyi the message that Jiang Zhijin had sent him before he died, "Look, I don't know what happened between you, but I believe he loves you more than anyone else, including your parents .”

When Cheng Jingyi saw the content on Shen Mingxuan's phone, his eyes were blank, except for tears falling down, he was like a walking dead.

He looked at the cold corpse in a dull way, and from now on, he would never smile at him gently again, never say that sentence, "Jing Yi, I love you so much." And he would never fall asleep with his arms around him every day. .

In the deathly silence of the morgue, with his cry, he suffocated with heartache.

When he woke up again, he was already lying on the hospital bed, and he ran madly to the morgue at the first moment. He couldn't accept the fact that Jiang Zhijin had left him.

"Sir, you can't go in! Mr. Jiang's body has been taken away."

"Xiaojin...Xiaojin, you can't leave me!" He kept banging on the door of the mortuary, even though two security guards were holding him, they couldn't stop him from rushing in.

He kept searching, but he couldn't find his Jiang Zhijin.

"Hello, this is a relic found from the dead."