Dressed as a Bamboo Horse [Transmigration Book]

Many people have not had a good time this year.

Xiao Pang explained to Xi Yin's parents that he was busy and there was no signal at work, and Xiao Hua couldn't reach Fang Mi, so Xiao Pang faltered and said that they were working together, which was temporarily hiding from his parents. .

When Xi Yin was taking notes at the police station, the female policeman looked at him a little more curiously, while Qi Zhiling stood far away by the wall, and while chatting with the policeman in the station, his eyes kept falling on him.

Xi Yin never thought that Zhao Ankui and Qi Zhiling were brothers, and they were also half-brothers.

Their father is Zhao Jinya in Scarface's mouth. The two sons were raised by him in two extreme ways. It is hard for ordinary people to imagine that they would be brothers.

Zhao Jinya sent someone to pick up Zhao Ankui, who was overly frightened, but he didn't look good towards Qi Zhiling, and Qi Zhiling didn't seem to see him, and the two passed by, like a pair of enemies.

Obviously being implicated, Zhao Ankui left, and Xi Yin had to stay here to finish the transcript before leaving.

On the third day of the new year, the streets were deserted, at the gate of the police station, Xi Yin breathed into her palms, and finally found the right opportunity to thank Qi Zhiling.

"Thank you for today."

He pursed his lips, with an awkward expression on his face. After all, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has been treating Qi Zhiling coldly, but in the end he became his savior.

After disappearing for a long time, when he reappeared, the aura around Qi Zhiling was a little bit colder, but his demeanor when getting along with him was the same as before.

"Just a word like that, nothing to say?" Qi Zhiling raised his eyebrows, said with a light smile, and at the same time took off his coat to help him put it on.

Xi Yin took a step back subconsciously: "No need, I'm not cold, my friend is coming soon."

How could the twelfth lunar month of winter not be cold, but compared to this coldness, Xi Yin didn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstanding and involvement.

He had just contacted Xiaopang in city A, and Xiaopang was on his way.

The smile on Qi Zhiling's face gradually subsided, and his eyes as deep as night stared at him for a long while before putting away his clothes.

"what ever."

After being awkwardly silent for a while, Qi Zhiling turned his head, looked at the empty street, and asked suddenly: "Do you remember what I said on the phone earlier?"

Xi Yin bit her lip, her complexion turned paler.

"remember."

The part about Qi Zhiling in the book flashed through his mind quickly. After seeing the strength and fear of this man with his own eyes, Xi Yin faced him again, and couldn't help but be more cautious when speaking, and dared to speak every word after careful consideration.

Qi Zhiling looked away, waiting for his answer.

Just when Xi Yin was about to speak, there was a piercing sound of the engine, and the black car suddenly stopped on the side of the road after a high-speed sprint.

Fatty ran out of the car panting, seeing him, Xi Yin's eyes lit up immediately, and he was about to signal to Fatty, but when he saw the co-pilot walking down, he froze suddenly .

Now Xi Yin looks a little embarrassed. After five days of sex, his clothes are already wrinkled and stained with a lot of dirt. His face is pale, and he looks like he just suffered a serious illness.

But other than that, emotionally, he has not shown any abnormalities. Compared with other people who have been rescued after being kidnapped, he does not know how many times calmer.

Qi Zhiling originally thought that his personality was so calm, but when facing himself, he also showed that he was not afraid of death.

But when Xi Yin's eye circles suddenly turned red and his body trembled as if he couldn't hold it, Qi Zhiling opened his eyes slightly, a little at a loss for his emotional changes.

As soon as he stretched out a hand to touch Xi Yin, he saw him walking towards the street suddenly, stumbling all the way and nearly falling, until he fell into the arms of that person.

Fang Mi opened his arms, as if treating a fragile object, he couldn't be more careful, only daring to hug the person in his arms vaguely.

His heart rose to his throat, and after seeing that he was safe, Fang Mi still didn't feel relaxed at all.

He lowered his head and looked at Xi Yin's face and body carefully. After repeatedly confirming that Xi Yin was not injured, he let out a long breath with a trembling voice in fear.

"…Sorry, I'm late."

Fang Mi's voice was trembling, as if he was restraining something, he exerted force little by little with his arms until he hugged Xi Yin tightly in his arms.

It seems that if you relax a little bit, you will never find this person again.

"Sorry, sorry..."

Fang Mi kept repeating in his ear in panic and self-blame. Xi Yin blinked. Although he really wanted to restrain himself, all the emotions that had been suppressed at this moment flooded up inexplicably. Trembling.

Finally having a long-lost sense of security, Xi Yin said with tears in her voice, "I'm so scared."

"Don't be afraid, it's alright."

Fang Mi felt that his body was cold, so he quickly took off his clothes and put them on him, while Xiaopang beside him also took off his padded clothes, and wrapped Xi Yin again.

Xiaopang eagerly asked: "What's the matter, you? How did you get involved in the Zhao family's affairs?!"

Xi Yin didn't care about embarrassment at the moment, although he didn't cry loudly, he was so choked up that he couldn't say a word for a long time, making Xiaopang almost dumbfounded.

"Let's go back first."

Fang Mi helped him wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, frowning tightly, and looked at Qi Zhiling in the distance.

Qi Zhiling was tall and straight, he didn't know when he lit a cigarette, the little sparks flickered on and off, he stood in the night, his eyes kept falling on Xi Yin.

Before getting into the car, Xi Yin suddenly remembered something, and his body froze. Fang Mi immediately asked nervously, "What's wrong? Is it still cold?"

Xi Yin shook his head, he didn't turn around in the end, he didn't look at Qi Zhiling through the glass until he got into the car.

He stood there alone, looking lonely and heavy, Xi Yin looked back, and grabbed Fang Mi's palm to comfort him.

But Fang Mi pulled out his hand, took two tissues from the side, and wiped his nose and tears without any distaste, frowning tightly all the time.

Xiaopang drove all the way to the downstairs of Fang Mi's house. After a brief understanding of the situation, he claimed to inquire about the follow-up and left in a hurry.

Xi Yin took a bath and sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt. Fang Mi poured him a glass of water, went to the living room to get a small medicine box, and carefully treated the wound on his wrist.

"Does it hurt?" Fang Mi asked carefully while rubbing the medicine.

Xi Yin shook her head, seeing his nervous look as if he was facing an enemy, his eyes that were still in shock gradually softened a bit.

"sleep early."

"Yes, how about you?"

"I'm going to call Xiaopang and ask about the situation."

The atmosphere was a little silent, and Xi Yin keenly felt that Fang Mi was a little weird.

He was in a depressed mood, and the gloom over his brows hadn't dissipated since we met.

But because his spirit has been in a state of extreme tension these days, Xi Yin hardly slept for a long time. He thought about asking the reason tomorrow, and when the wound was treated, he couldn't help closing his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After he fell asleep, Fang Mizhu took a deep look at him from the bedside, reached out to help him brush the hair on his forehead, and turned to leave the room.

A week after Xi Yin was rescued, the news about the artist's kidnapping suddenly began to be overwhelmingly reported on the Internet.

The tabloids that had been bullied to suppress related topics took turns to take turns. Li Qing finally had some humanity this time, and directly postponed Xi Yin's follow-up work.

After holding a small press conference and replying to the good news media and many fans who cared about Chaos, the company gave Xi Yin a short vacation of one week, allowing him to adjust and cultivate his body and mind.

Far away in City C, Xiaobai and Xiaohua, who had been kept in the dark for a long time, also knew what happened during the Chinese New Year.

Xiaobai and Mr. Xi went directly to City A to pick them up, while Xiaohua scolded Fang Mi on the phone, and Fang Mi didn't reply.

The filming progress of "Treasure Hunter" has not yet been completed. After Xi Yin was taken home, Fang Mi will return to the filming crew again. During the time he sneaked away, the filming progress has been delayed a lot, so he can only work overtime Work harder.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine." After a few days of careful care from the people around her, Xi Yin's face was slightly rounder than before.

At Xi Yin's home in City C, Xi Yin closed the door, confirmed that Xiao Bai and Xiao Hua were watching a variety show together in the living room, and then patted Fang Mi on the shoulder reassuringly, signaling him to sit down first.

"You can ask for a period of time off with the company."

Sitting on the chair, Fang Mi took his hand, repeatedly rubbed his thumb against his scabbed wrist, and asked worriedly, "Will there be a scar?"

Xi Yin said indifferently, "Just stay, it's not a big deal."

Fang Mi was silent: "I'm afraid you will think of those when you see it."

During these days, Xi Yin was sure it wasn't his own illusion. Fang Mi's frowning time was indeed getting longer and longer. He always looked in one direction and lost his mind, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xi Yin lowered his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to smooth his brows, and said jokingly: "You look like a little old man."

Fang Mi reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, and stood up from the chair: "You have a good rest at home, I'll go back and pack my things first."

"The plane tomorrow morning?"

"Ah."

Xi Yin pursed her lips, and tugged on his sleeve intentionally or unintentionally with one hand, feeling a little bit reluctant.

Fang Mi has been busy talking these days, they seem to be together every day, but in fact they haven't spoken much at all.

Fang Mi didn't seem to notice his subtle actions. After speaking, his eyes were a little straight again, and he was about to walk out.

too weird…

Seeing that he was about to leave, Xi Yin tugged him reflexively. After Fang Mi turned his head in doubt, Xi Yin opened his mouth and said nothing.

"You, how long do you want to shoot?" After holding back for a long time, Xi Yin asked this question awkwardly.

Fang Mi looked at him blankly, and said with a broken smile, "Didn't I say it yesterday, it will take more than a month."

"... "

Xi Yin glanced at his lips, and finally replied sadly: "...Oh."

After Fang Mi left, Xi Yin thought more and more that something was wrong.

It has been at least a week since the incident happened. Except for the first two or three days when he was not in a good state of mind, Fang Mi stayed with him every day, and he never touched him once.

Not to mention kissing, Xi Yin sat at the desk trying to recall, except for the day at the police station, it seemed that she had never hugged her once.

In the past, when Fang Mi wanted to go out to film a scene, he had to entangle with him for a long time. Xi Yin was really not used to such a quick departure.

I can't figure it out on my own. Thinking of Fang Mi and Xiaopang's frequent contact during this time, Xi Yin took out his mobile phone and called Xiaopang directly.

"...You ask what are we talking about? What can I talk about with that guy?"

Xi Yin was a little skeptical: "Didn't you guys make a lot of phone calls recently? I can hear your voice from the side."

"No, no...you must have heard wrong."

Xiaopang's voice was a little flustered, he laughed dryly, and asked, "By the way, what happened to him? Did you ask Fatty?"

Although I'm not sure if Xiaopang knows about it, Xi Yin really needs someone to analyze it with him.

With a shoulder cross, he climbed on the desk in a spirited manner, and said in a somewhat uncertain tone: "He's been acting weird recently, he doesn't talk much, and his behavior... Anyway, it's different from before."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, Xiaopang said carelessly: "He hasn't recovered from this kind of thing, it's normal!"

"normal?"

It was just an accident, and the other party was not targeting him in the first place, so there was no need to worry about being retaliated against, Fang Mi would not have been depressed for so long.

"Then what else could be the reason? You won't suddenly close yourself up."

After finishing speaking, Xiaopang paused, and laughed to himself first: "Fang Mi is autistic, do you believe it?"

The author has something to say:

Sorry, I have a headache recently and I am a bit overwhelmed. Everyone develops the habit of going to bed early. Let’s watch it after getting up during this time.