I ran with the ball and was caught back in seconds [Entertainment Circle]

He freed one hand and gently placed it on Xia Ning's forehead, as if checking whether he had a fever.

Xia Ning's hand hanging by his side trembled slightly, he raised his hand reflexively to push him, and at the same time said in a vicious voice, "You don't care about me!"

Bian Heng didn't move at all, he took his hand and put it on his chest: "Don't make trouble." Xia Ning forgot to resist in an instant after doing this countless times.

"Why have you lost so much weight?" His tone was slightly annoyed.

Even though he couldn't see his fingers in the room, Xia Ning could still imagine that when he said this, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his dark gray eyes contained a hint of helpless distress, which was the expression that made him most irresistible.

Xia Ning suddenly had a nervous breakdown, he pushed him away forcefully, and said with red eyes: "It's none of your business, we have already broken up, who are you, why do you care about me?"

The air suddenly became quiet, Bian Heng didn't speak any more, Xia Ning knew he was angry.

He was panting slightly, and there was a stabbing pain in his heart. The darkness became his perfect cover at this time, so that Bian Heng would not see his red eyes.

After a while, Bian Heng said in a deep voice, "Who do you say I am?"

Xia Ning's tears fell on the thick carpet, Bian Heng was only one step away from him, as long as he took a step forward, he could throw himself into his arms.

"Ha, if you are using the status of a superior, of course I have nothing to say. Anyway, in the eyes of others, I have been taken care of by you from the beginning to the end." Xia Ning said the last few words, his voice choked up.

He has been living in his own expectations, until he wakes up and realizes how ridiculous he is in the eyes of others.

Bian Heng sighed inaudibly, raised his hand to touch his face in the dark, Xia Ning trembled, the tentacles were indeed wet and cold.

"Don't cry." His tone was incredibly gentle, as if coaxing a child.

Unable to live up to expectations, Xia Ning wanted to rush over and hug him, his body's memory was more honest than his master's, so he clenched his fists to restrain the impulse in his body.

Bian Heng sneered again: "I'll keep you? Who said that? I don't like raising lovers."

An unspeakable grievance suddenly surged in Xia Ning's heart. What does he mean by this? He doesn't like raising lovers. Could it be that he doesn't even count as a lover in his eyes.

He opened Bian Heng's hand heavily, until there was a crisp sound.

After the fight, the whole room fell silent. When did Bian Heng shake his face and hands away like this, Xia Ning was a little scared at once.

But when he thought about what this old man had done, he couldn't swallow his breath anymore, so he plucked up his courage and said, "It's none of my business whether you like supporting someone or not! Anyway, we broke up, we are just the relationship between the boss and the artist." It doesn't matter, you don't care about my private affairs, you'd better go find your sensible gadgets."

He and Bian Heng have never talked about big or small. He used to stretch his feet on his noble face on the bed, but now he hates him so much that he will not show mercy.

At this time, a mobile phone rang.

Bian Heng took out his phone and glanced at the screen, connected it and put it to his ear.

Xia Ning saw his face through the weak light, with a hint of impatience on his expression, he only glanced at it, then looked away, as if he was afraid that he would be shaken again.

"Understood, let them wait." His tone was cold, he didn't know if he was displeased with the person on the phone, or he was angry at Xia Ning.

He hung up the phone, reached over Xia Ning, and opened the door, Xia Ning suddenly raised his head.

"I have an emergency meeting. Take care of yourself. Let Lao Song take a look at it for you later. Don't keep thinking about it." He said and walked out.

Xia Ning turned around, as if trying to hold him back.

His hands froze in mid-air, holding only a strand of air.

Bian Heng didn't look back, the lights in the corridor hit his back, he was still wearing a tailored suit, he should have rushed over from the meeting.

Xia Ning's tears instantly blurred his vision, Bian Heng turned a corner and disappeared from his sight.

He slowly knelt down and covered his eyes.

The profound sorrow overwhelmed him, Xia Ning, Xia Ning, it's already reached this point, are you still not sober?

How they got to today step by step, or how he woke up from his wishful thinking, he himself knows very well.

Bian Heng is so kind to his lover that he almost thinks that he loves him deeply, but even so, the most important thing in his heart is always his career.

The kindness he gave, the care he gave, and the generosity he gave were all because he wanted to give. Of course, he could take it back at any time.

But Xia Ning has fallen. Not only has he fallen, but he has fallen headlong into it without hesitation and can't pull it out.

He used to be unscrupulous and pampered under his pampering, and naively thought that what Zhuang Zinan said was the truth, and that he was the only one who touched Bian Heng's heart.

It's a pity that on the day when the reality was stripped away, these words seemed to slap him hard.

This slap destroyed all his pride, all his confidence...

In his eyes, you will always be just a plaything.

He once caught a glimpse of the chat between Zhuang Zinan and Bian Heng. Zhuang Zinan invited him to dinner and asked him "Is your kid here?" Bian Heng's reply was "The kid has a cold today, so I won't go."

These two lines of dialogue once made Xia Ning sweetly effervescent. He called him "my little friend" in front of others, and called him "Ning Ning" in private, which is a very affectionate title.

Many lovers in the world are like this, even if they were so close before, they will disappear slowly in the end.

Cold tears flowed from between the fingers and dripped onto the dark red carpet.

Since Xia Ning broke up, he has never cried like this. In his heart, those who broke up and cried loudly were all abandoned wives, but who knew that when he saw Bian Heng again today, he became the person he looked down on the most in his heart.

We separated for a whole month, and in the first 29 days, he thought that he was fine, that he had come out, or that he didn't want to admit that he really loved.

But on the No.30 day, the peace and tranquility established by these hard work collapsed.

The overwhelming pain hit him, causing him to be knocked down instantly. He had to admit that he really couldn't forget this person...

Having been liked by someone like Bian Heng, can he still like someone else?

When Xia Ning got up to brush his teeth the next day, he saw the person in the mirror and immediately felt that he was finished.

He fainted on the first day of joining the group, and his face was swollen like a pig's head the next day. Deng Qiming probably would have been in danger if he hadn't been pissed off to death.

While drinking coffee, he applied an ice pack brought by Sasha to his face, trying to reduce the swelling before going to the set.Still feeling a little uncomfortable in the stomach, Dr. Song was driven back by him last night, and he should have asked him for some commonly used medicine before driving him away.

"How was the aftermath work yesterday?" He asked Sasha casually.

Sasha's eyes dodged a little, and she said awkwardly: "The studio has tried its best to block the news, but there are still some... Just a few words, Brother Ning, don't worry, Sister Yang has asked people to remove the trending search."

Xia Ning picked up the phone, and saw that the topic of "Xia Ning fainted" had already entered the top ten. There were various speculations below, some suspected that he was deliberately hyping it up, some were worried about his health, and some said that he was played by the gold master Too ruthless.

His fingers stopped on the comment "Could it be that he was played hard by the gold master", trembling slightly with anger.

Sasha saw that he was about to eat people with a frightening expression. Just as she was about to speak, the car suddenly braked suddenly.

Xia Ning was so engrossed that he slammed his thumb on the screen unexpectedly, and liked that comment.

Xia Ning: "..."

Sasha turned her head: "What's the matter, Brother Ning?"

Ten minutes later, the topics related to "Xia Ning's likes and comments" and "Xia Ning's support" quickly entered the top three hot searches, and even overwhelmed the popular dramas behind the scenes.

Xia Ning's cell phone was about to explode, Yang Huai made twenty calls, but he didn't dare to answer, now Yang Huai was scolding Sasha on the phone, Sasha was almost crying.

Xia Ning's Weibo has also become the hardest hit area.

Xia Xia's lovely wife: [Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors, wait for the official announcement, and protect the best Xia Xia. 】

You are my little truth: [Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors, wait for the official announcement, and protect the best Xia Xia. 】

Disciple of Mozong of Wuxiang Sect: 【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh”burst into tears...]

Goddess IU's leg hair: [Hee hee, I knew that Xia Xia would not let me down. I told him that he would sleep all over the crew when he debuted, but no one believed him. 】

Building in building.

Promise you this summer: [Leader Master Rumor-mongering Secretary Ma Xian (smile.jpg)]

Sister Man Yue, I can: [The floor master is sick, you are a goddess black fan, right? ? 】

Ling Shuangli Zhongxiao: [Don't give Heizi a look, I feel sorry for Xia Xia. 】

"Put his phone away! Don't let him touch Weibo again! What are you doing? Give me public relations immediately! Did you cancel the hot search... It's been 10 minutes! You haven't contacted yet?! I think you are Don't want to do it anymore?" Yang Huai's angry voice echoed in the car through the receiver, and Sasha held the phone desperately to explain.

Xia Ning's phone vibrated, and a person nicknamed "Xia Family's Daughter" sent him a few WeChat messages.

This person is called Zhao Yujie, and he is his childhood friend.

The two have known each other since wearing crotch pants. Their mother is a classmate, and they meet every day to howl beautifully.

8:05,

The daughter of the Xia family: [What's wrong Ning'er, are you okay? 】

8:20

The daughter of the Xia family: [Hurry up and answer the phone!The godmother has called me here. 】

The daughter of the Xia family: [Wow, your brother also called me, it's too scary!I'm at a loss for words! 】

Xia Ning rubbed his temples with a headache, and was about to send a message to Zhao Yujie. At this time, the car drove to the film and television city, and he pressed his phone to reply while getting out of the car.

A lot of people were already sitting in the dressing room, Deng Qiming beckoned him to go over, Tang Han got up and walked over when he saw him coming.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and Zhao Yujie made a voice call. Xia Ning was just about to click to connect, when the phone vibrated again.

A familiar number called, attribution: City B.

Xia Ning's heart twitched instantly. He was so familiar with this number that he could recite it casually. Even his game account was bound to the number he deleted.

Before he had time to react, the action he wanted to connect to just now was repeated naturally.

He was startled and wanted to hang up in a hurry, but accidentally touched the speakerphone.

"Ning Ning?" Bian Heng's iconic deep voice rang out on the set.

The whole set suddenly fell into a deathly silence.