Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

The bodyguards arrived late.

Just now, when they saw that Mr. Li and Mr. Lu were in a good mood, they took the initiative to move away.

I didn't expect that Mr. Lu would be recognized after being away for such a short while.

This was their dereliction of duty, and they could only force their way in.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, everyone!!"

When the bodyguards made their way through and walked in, they discovered that their CEO Li's stern face was filled with panic.

The ice cream I just bought also fell to the ground and melted completely.

Just like people, if you can't keep them, they will eventually disappear no matter how hard you try to keep them.

Li Yan hugged Lu Zixing who was squatting on the ground, and was so anxious that a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Xingxing, what's wrong with you? Tell me what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

Lu Zixing fell into his arms with a pale face, holding his head and murmured in pain: "Uh...what are they talking about? It hurts...my head hurts...Mr. Li, it hurts so much..."

Li Yan's face suddenly changed, and he quickly picked up Lu Zixing and got into the car safely with the help of bodyguards.

Li Yan suppressed his emotions and ordered coldly, "Drive back to the villa quickly."

The driver's expression was serious: "Yes, Mr. Li."

Soon, Li Yan and Lu Zixing returned to the villa.

Li Yan took the warm water and handed it to Lu Zixing.

"Does it still hurt?"

Lu Zixing lowered his head and shook it gently: "It's okay, I'm not in pain anymore, sorry to have worried you."

"I'm a little tired now and want to rest for a while."

Li Yan held his hands that were holding the water cup and said softly, "Let's see the doctor first and then rest, okay? Hmm?"

Lu Zixing was silent for a few seconds, then nodded and said, "Okay."

When Li Yan let go of Lu Zixing's hand, he didn't notice that his hand holding the water cup shook a little.

Speak of the devil, and here comes the doctor.

After a while, after the examination, the doctor called Li Yan out.

Doctor: "If Mr. Li doesn't want Mr. Lu to recover his memory from that time, he should not stimulate him again, otherwise who knows what will happen."

Li Yan was silent for a moment, then replied, "I understand."

After the doctor left, Li Yan stood there motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Li Yan came in, Lu Zixing scratched his hands obscurely and asked casually, "What did the doctor tell you when he asked you to leave?"

Li Yan paused, his eyes darkened: "I didn't say anything, I just told you to take care of your body, stop going on a hunger strike, and eat obediently."

"Oh……"

Lu Zixing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that it was not discovered.

"Mr. Li, I want to rest." Lu Zixing looked at Li Yan and said.

Li Yan didn't notice anything wrong, he just thought Lu Zixing was tired.

So he told Lu Zixing to call him if there was anything, and then turned and left the room.

Speaking of which, today was also a big shock to Li Yan.

He thought that he would not be able to take the young man out so easily in the future.

Because even if there is no trace of it on the Internet now, people still have memories of it.

He couldn't gamble anymore. Even if the young man hated him in the future, he couldn't let him go out.

However, at this moment he didn't know that what really stimulated him was not what happened today, but the scene he was about to see.

It will be unforgettable for him for a lifetime and he will not be able to let it go for a long time.

It's dinner time.

When Li Yan opened the door and called Lu Zixing to get up for dinner, he found that the young man who was supposed to be lying on the bed was nowhere to be seen.

The bodyguard did not tell him that Lu Zixing had been out, so he would only stay in the room now.

He suddenly thought of the abnormality he had just overlooked. Why did the young man always emphasize rest?

Is he really taking a break?

Or just trying to trick him out?

With this anxious mood, he came to the bathroom door.

The door was locked from the inside.

"Xingxing, just answer me if you're inside."

No sound.

Li Yan's mind went blank.

Will it be...

When this thought popped into his mind, cold sweat instantly broke out on Li Yan's back, and his hand holding the door handle was shaking violently.

He kicked the door open violently.

The scene before him confirmed his guess that Lu Zixing had recovered his memory.

He committed suicide...

Li Yan looked at the glaring red color and realized for the first time that there could be so much blood on one person's body.

He staggered towards the lifeless Lu Zixing, his fingers still close to Lu Zixing's breath in a self-deceiving manner.

No breathing.

No breathing...

How come it's gone...

With trembling hands, he carried Lu Zixing out of the blood, like a child who had lost his precious toy.

"Xingxing, are you kidding me...? Xingxing, can you open your eyes? I beg you, open your eyes and look at me... Don't leave me again, Xingxing..."

He begged again and again, but no one responded to him and called him Mr. Li.

The bodyguard who heard the noise outside rushed in in panic.

"Boss Li, what happened?"

Li Yan held Lu Zixing's cold and stiff body and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, Xingxing accidentally fell asleep in the bathroom, he just fell asleep..."

"Yes, I just fell asleep."

He tried to convince himself, repeating it over and over again.

The bodyguard looked at the bathtub full of blood and Mr. Lu who looked unwell, and he quickly understood what was going on.

He looked at Li Yan worriedly: "Mr. Li, Mr. Lu has passed away. Please... accept my condolences."

Li Yan suddenly raised his head and looked at the bodyguard, his eyes extremely gloomy: "What are you talking about? Xingxing just fell asleep! Why should I mourn?"

“Get out.”

The bodyguard swallowed and said, "Yes."

Before leaving, he turned around and looked again, and found that Mr. Li was kissing Mr. Lu carefully.

He suddenly felt a chill on his back. Is Mr. Li crazy?

Li Yan hugged Lu Zixing tightly, with a helpless yet happy smile on his face.

"He actually dared to say that you were dead. He doesn't know how delicate my Xingxing is. She must have fallen asleep again after playing so hard today... But you can't sleep in the bathroom, or you'll catch a cold. I'll carry Xingxing back to bed, okay..."

"You agreed by not saying anything..."

After Li Yan finished speaking, he carried Lu Zixing to the bedroom, put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

However, just as he got up, he saw a letter on the bedside.

It's obvious who wrote this.

He picked it up and opened it with shaking hands.

Mr. Li, I may no longer be here when you see this letter.

You don't have to be sad. After all, I am a dirty person, but I cannot compare to the noble Mr. Li.

Yes, I remember it all.

But I don’t blame Mr. Li, this is the ending I deserve.

Even if Mr. Li doesn't take me out, I will remember it, so Mr. Li doesn't need to feel guilty.

Thank you Mr. Li for not giving up on me, but I want to give up.

Because I can't get over the hurdle in my heart, I can't forget what happened that day.

I feel like I'm completely dirty, and it can't be washed or wiped off. It's like it's engraved in my soul and is suffocating me.

The time I spent awake and alive became my most unbearable torture.

Death is my only way out.

The only thing I can't let go of after I die is the orphanage. Mr. Li, I would like to ask you to take care of the orphanage for me. Is that okay?

Lu Zixing's last work.