stop, don't move

Qiao Le pressed her swollen eyes for a long time, until the moisture in her palms was wiped dry before she let go, put on her schoolbag and went out.

It's too early to go to Happy Bookstore at this time, but he has no place to stay other than there, he would rather help Shen Kaixing in the bookstore than here, even... even just looking at Shen Kaixing's smile is good.

Thinking about it, Qiao Le couldn't help speeding up his pace, getting farther and farther away from the tube building. He really wanted to really leave this place one day and never have to come back.

Seeing Qiao Lelai, Shen Kaixing was surprised for a few seconds, hurriedly ended the game and smiled, and changed the "rest" sign at the door of the bookstore to open, while pouring a cup of tea from the thermos for Qiao Le.

"Lele, don't you have class in the afternoon, come so early, how about trying my health-preserving wolfberry and red date tea?"

"Ah... I'm on leave. I have a fever in the morning. I'm fine at home so I came to Brother Shen and you stay here. You... don't drive me away?" Qiao Le picked up the glass, blew it lightly, and sipped it After taking a sip of hot tea, I felt a warmth in my spleen and stomach, "The tea is delicious."

"Have a fever? Did you go to the hospital? Are you okay?" Shen Kaixing put his hands on Qiao Le's forehead, frowning tightly, "I can't even feel it..."

The low-temperature hand was still on Qiao Le's forehead, but Qiao Le felt very comfortable. Looking at Shen Kaixing who was still thinking seriously, he really felt much better.

"Hey, what happened to your finger?"

Shen Kaixing's gaze shifted to Qiao Le's holding hand, the slender fingers with well-defined knuckles, as if carved out, but the band-aid wrapped around the fingertips completely destroyed the beauty.

Qiao Le withdrew his hand back, only saying that it was scalded by oil, and Shen Kaixing tried to help him re-bandage, but he also prevaricated. If Shen Kaixing saw the wound, he would not be able to find another good excuse.

Shen Kaixing understood Qiao Le's stubborn nature, so he didn't try to force it anymore. He went outside and bought a tube of burn ointment and handed it to him. The book conceals its abnormality.

He can't show his vulnerability in front of anyone, and he shouldn't be vulnerable.

Wen Shiyan was sitting in the coffee shop, flipping through an uninspiring entertainment magazine, even though the person he had met was already an hour late, he still didn't show any impatience, but when he looked up, there was something sinister in his eyes hostility.

He was not surprised that Li Ziyan would be late. After all, he had asked him out a week ago. Didn't this person only want to meet yesterday?

After more than ten minutes, the fresh coffee was already cold, the door was pushed open, and a man with purple hair pushed in. The moment he entered, his eyes were fixed on Wen Shiyan's body. His sickly white skin gave him an eerie feeling.

"Mr. Wen, don't come here without any problems. I have asked you for more than a dozen times and said that I am not free. Why are you willing to come to me now?"

Li Ziyan set up an entertainment studio a year ago, which is dedicated to breaking the dark history and scandals of celebrities, which is the criticized paparazzi studio.

Although the profession of paparazzi is very unpleasant, because every time Li Ziyan’s studio releases news with real explosives, the studio’s reputation is also very large, and many celebrities will cooperate with him, so Li Ziyan’s The entertainment industry is booming.

Li Ziyan has always sent a team of paparazzi to follow Wen Shiyan, but after following for half a year without any results, Li Ziyan simply asked someone to drug Wen Shiyan, as long as it can create a scandal about Wen Shiyan, he Not afraid to pay the price, but unfortunately this time it still failed.

Looking at Wen Shiyan's handsome face, Li Ziyan felt a surge of hatred, why didn't this duplicity man get retribution soon!

"In the past, it was about the artists of my company, and it was enough to have a manager handle it. Now it's about me. Of course, I have to meet with Mr. Li."

Wen Shiyan smiled lightly, and through Li Ziyan's face, he could vaguely see another person's appearance. Why do two people who are so similar have completely opposite personalities?

Li Ziyan sat down with a sneer, and leaned forward. The dark circles under his eyes made his dull eyes look strangely lifeless, and he grinned like a puppet doll, "Yeah, Of course Mr. Wen will take care of his own affairs, what does it matter if other people's life or death?"

Li Ziyan deliberately bit down on the word "other people". Wen Shiyan knew who he was referring to. After all, since the accident happened eight years ago, he has been dazzled by this incident, hasn't he? After all, the past eight years He thought he killed that person, didn't he?

Wen Shiyan showed a somewhat bitter smile. Thinking of the sad person, he couldn't say harsh words to Li Ziyan for a while. Wen Shiyan looked at the cold coffee in front of him and thought for a while before raising his eyelids, "Since you want to If you want to film my scandal, use the proper method, don't insult your Yunyan studio's absolutely unfalse sign, don't do this kind of thing again, people's patience has a limit."

"Stop being hypocritical, I will never need you, Wen Shiyan, to let me go!" Li Ziyan showed a ferocious face, "Since you can kill my brother, you can kill me too, your aloof President Sheng Xing There's nothing you can't do!"

"I didn't kill Yun Yi." Wen Shiyan pressed his temple. If he hadn't promised Li Yunyi to take good care of his younger brother, Wen Shiyan didn't even want to say a word. He really couldn't figure it out, such a smart Li Yunyi How could there be such a stubborn brother.

"You dare not admit it!" Speaking of his dead brother, Li Ziyan clenched his fists, wishing to tear Wen Shiyan into pieces, "You dare not admit that you killed him, just like you didn't dare to admit your brother's death before." The relationship is the same!"

"Enough is enough, we have nothing more to say."

Wen Shiyan stood up, looked at Li Yunyi expressionlessly, and left the coffee shop directly regardless of the latter's scorching gaze.

Wen Shiyan understood that Li Ziyan was just unwilling to accept Li Yunyi's suicide, and only wanted to add a reason for Li Ziyan's stubbornness. He couldn't wake Li Ziyan up, and no one could make him return to his previous appearance.

When Wen Shiyan returned to the company, he saw a straight boy standing by the front desk. The boy lowered his eyelids and looked at the palm-sized notebook in his hand. When he saw him coming, he slowly raised his head. His clean eyes were cold and alienated.

He thought that he would never meet this boy again, but he didn't expect to see him again just half a month later.