Be good, stop making trouble [entertainment circle]

After seeing Xing Yilan off, Yu Xing sat for a while.He originally wanted to finish his coffee and leave, but he ended up ordering another cup after drinking one cup. After drinking cup after cup, he felt like vomiting when he smelled the coffee. The boss was about to close, so he had to pay the bill.

Seeing that Yu Xing was in such a bad state that he could hardly find the southeast and northwest, the boss comforted him: "Go home early, no matter what happens, you will get better after a good night's sleep. By the way, the store is going to launch a new product, you have it tomorrow If you are free, please come and give it a try.”

Yu Xing said his thanks, suppressed the outrageous idea of ​​not returning all night, put away an envelope of photos, walked slowly, and returned to the apartment.

It seems that there has been a lot of rain recently, and now there will be light rain in the sky.The pattering, reminiscent of the classic Chinese reading questions in high school, may I ask what kind of thoughts and feelings are expressed by the dark sky and continuous light rain.

Yu Xing felt that it should be cold.

According to the theory teacher's point of view, after listening to such a messy small ethics theater at eight o'clock, the parties should behave in a state of confusion, or use alcohol to escape reality, or immediately show rage.But when it came time to test the truth in practice, his heart was extremely calm, even without any fluctuations.

Su Cheng didn't bring his keys when he went out, and was squatting on the stairs playing with his mobile phone.Seeing Yu Xing going upstairs, he jumped up quickly, but maybe his legs were numb from squatting for too long, so the flutter was in vain, and he had an intimate contact with the marble floor.

"...Brother," he stretched out his hand aggrievedly, "you have to hug to get up."

Yu Xing subconsciously pressed the position of the photo in the bag, as if he could feel the hot temperature through the leather, he sighed inwardly, and went forward and stretched out his hand: "Go back first."

He was quite afraid that Su Cheng would take the opportunity to play tricks, after all, the current problem cannot be solved by acting like a baby.Fortunately, Su Cheng didn't have this plan. He just held hands and got up obediently. He didn't even force his fingers intertwined. He let go as soon as he stood firm, and obediently followed.But Yu Xing couldn't bear to see him limping, so he gave him a hand.

Su Cheng naturally would not refuse.

Not only will he not refuse, but he also wants to hold the hand of the person around him, hug him, kiss him, take off his clothes and kiss him skin to skin.

...If this person's complexion wasn't that bad.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the familiar anti-theft door, Yu Xing's brain, which had rested for several hours, finally resumed its work, and without warning, it came to a conclusion:

It's too late today, let's talk tomorrow.

Such a matter of family ethics needs to be discussed.But while confirming his intention to talk in detail, Yu Xing also clearly realized that he still had the idea of ​​escaping before that.

Yes.No one knows what happened. As long as he doesn't bring it up, life can still go on as before. Although it seems that a bomb was buried, it didn't explode on the spot after all.

If Su Cheng just asked someone to follow him, without anyone else in between, Yu Xing might really pretend that nothing happened, or try to reconcile.But this assumption is not true. He couldn't hold back just now, and used his trumpet to read Su Cheng's Twitter... He must admit that the problem is very serious.

Xing Yilan's twitter, microblog, and even WeChat Moments... But everything posted on the Internet, regardless of whether the permissions are set or not, are all screenshots.

Among them, inappropriate remarks such as spit black mud are integrated in a tweet, and the comments are continuously updated. If someone with a heart finds out and exposes it, the consequences will be disastrous.

And these contents are invisible to his usual Twitter.

Yu Xing spent a lot of time on the wine table, and was not familiar with these social software, even if he didn't know how to operate it, it didn't prevent him from knowing that he was blocked.

Just two days ago, Su Cheng's archive also updated a picture: "Five years and one month, let's stop here, goodbye"... Judging from the time, it is likely that Xing Yilan sent it before boarding the plane, It is difficult to book a ticket temporarily, and it is almost the same if you have a connecting flight. Presumably this screenshot should be reserved for Su Bingsheng.

Among them are indirectly mixed with Shao Xiaowu's recent developments, as well as short popular science essays translated by Luo in the past few days.These are also hidden in the comment area, so I just took a quick look and thought that Su Cheng had indeed started to calm down recently.

Yu Xing couldn't forgive him for these people.

Su Cheng was about to fall on the sofa as soon as he entered the room, but Yu Xing gave him a hand and took him directly to the bedroom.

"You rest first." Yu Xing covered him with a quilt, "I still have something to do."

Su Cheng seemed to realize something, and quickly grabbed his hand: "Brother, don't go. I... I feel uncomfortable. You stay with me."

A thunder exploded outside the window, Yu Xing sighed, nodded and sat at the end of the bed.He just pulled out his hand when the phone vibrated suddenly.He really wished that a job would drop from the sky and ask him to do it, but he took a look, and it was a text message from Xing Yilan: "Su Bingsheng has been blocked, you ask Xiao Cheng to unlock the blacklist. If you can persuade him to come back."

Yu Xing turned off the phone screen and replied: "...Okay."

He lifted a corner of the quilt, grabbed Su Cheng's ankle, and held it in the palm of his hand.The severed bone was deformed, and the sharp edges and corners could be felt by pressing lightly.This part is as cold as if there is no props, it should have hurt when it fell down.

There is no doubt that he is the object of Su Cheng's confession of oolong.Yu Xing remembered the afternoon when he fled in despair.The little girl holding the love letter faltered and couldn't speak clearly.He knew it was a confession, but he didn't expect it to be a confession for someone else, so he didn't even dare to read the letter carefully, so he hurried to the store manager, only the opening sentence "Iloveyou" was in his memory.

Years later, everyone went round and round and slept on the same bed, as if the love letter had indeed accomplished the impossible task.

If it is destined, Yu Xing will gladly accept this fate and admire how mysterious it is.

Unfortunately this is not.

He thought a lot this afternoon, for example, Su Cheng worked so hard to be with him?

Not quite, I'm afraid.

Yu Xing does not doubt Su Cheng's sincerity, there is no doubt that it is true.It's just that even if the two established a relationship, Su Cheng still couldn't stop his monitoring behavior. It might be more possessive than liking or pursuing.

It's easy to understand. Having a crush on someone for too long, hoping to keep this person by my side, and lacking a sense of security... are all reasonable.

If it wasn't for Su Cheng's method, it would be a bit extreme.

The two were relatively silent for a while, Su Cheng said: "Then let's have a chat."

Yu Xing pursed his lips, a little dry: "What are you talking about?"

Su Chengdao: "I ordered that private room."

Yu Xing let go of his hand and pulled the quilt for him.

Hearing these words, Yu Xing felt that his hands were going to be cold, and a chill ran up his fingers, and he was a little flustered, and his chest was still tight.

Su Cheng explained: "This time it's not a detective, but I asked the boss for help. Do you know everything?"

"Understood." Yu Xingdao, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"But I really want to talk to you." Su Cheng sat up straight, reached out and grabbed Yu Xing's clothes, "You will drive me away and separate from me. Let's talk, there will be no chance in the future."

Yu Xing finally gave up the idea of ​​procrastinating through tonight: "...what else do you want to say?"

"The photos are all real. I asked a private detective to follow you and monitor your friends' social accounts." Su Cheng admitted in the same way, "and Xing Yilan, yes, I introduced it to my father. I tried my best to get Take you away from her, even suppress her resources, and let her be my stepmother by threatening.

"Even if I share the same bed with you, I still want to continue to collect your information, I want to know all the hotels you will go to, what friends you have, what you are doing, everything you have ever been.

"I want to be with you, even at the expense of ruining other people's lives."

Yu Xing was shocked by this frankness and had nothing to say.

Su Cheng tried his best to maintain a calm statement, and Yu Xing hardly knew how to face this statement.He felt like a living person who had undergone a major transformation. The Su Cheng in front of him might have been transferred. His voice, appearance, and clothes hadn't changed, but he just didn't look like the previous person.

He thought that Su Cheng would deny it, but in the end, not only did he admit it, but he also recognized it calmly.

Seeing that Yu Xing did not respond, Su Cheng continued: "Brother Xing, I admit it. I know that you want to break up with me. I will move out, but I love you, so you can give me a chance to punish you, please Do you forgive me?"

"..."

The phrase "I love you" has been said many times by Su Cheng.At the dining table, in the car, at tourist spots, on the streets in the wee hours of the morning, in bed.

But he has never used such an affectionate tone, he looks like the male lead of some idol drama, and he is a traffic niche who is not very good at acting.

"Yes." Yu Xing took a deep breath and was so angry that he wanted to laugh, "But tell me first, which idiot wrote this line for you?"

He graduated from an acting major, worked in the entertainment industry for several years, and worked with countless crews... No matter from which angle he looked at it, he could tell that Su Cheng was memorizing his lines.

He made atonement for his crime, and even recited a wrong word.

A planned meeting, a planned pursuit, a planned showdown.

This cognition seemed to be the last straw, Yu Xing faintly doubted whether Su Cheng also memorized the script when he confessed his confession.

Simultaneously with suspicion, there was unspeakable anger - he couldn't help but think about the bad side, when he struggled, when he seriously thought about accepting, did Su Cheng still find it interesting? ?

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry I drank too much yesterday and didn't catch bugs and didn't finish writing and posted it directly...