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Not to mention that Yin Hong almost stared at this scene not far away, Wu Tong really felt that this person was talking nonsense in a serious manner.

He had listened to the conversations with the people around him earlier, so he understood some basic information about this person, but the identity of "Daoist" felt out of reach, or it was...mysterious, there is nothing anyway realism.

Wu Tong originally wanted to talk to Yin Chen, but after thinking about it later, he felt that the other party should be too busy to solve the problem in this house first, so he didn't come forward, but Yin Chen walked over by himself, and said Having said such words, did such actions.

He felt that the top of his head was full of question marks.

No, no, no, they are professionals after all, what if this is the case in this situation?He doesn't know if it's true or not!

Everyone greeted him, and Wu Tong had to respond.

"What a coincidence." He said, "So everyone knows each other."

It's really "wonderful".

Yin Hong is He Zhengqing's manager, so He Zhengqing naturally knows about Yin Chen. In the past, he didn't feel much about it. He was just an acquaintance. It's equivalent to a stranger who knows his name. He usually has no friendship, but now...

He felt a wave of hostility.

The expressions on the faces of He Zhengqing and Yin Chen didn't change much, but Wu Tong in the middle looked like he was about to suffocate. He wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and felt that only the atmosphere of their small place was the same as that of others. The surroundings are different, that is, the scripts they take are different.

When he saw Yin Chen before, he felt that the other party was like a person who was an expert in the world, with a kind of otherworldly temperament. This kind of person should be difficult to approach, and the help he received when he asked for directions in the film and television city I already felt that the other party was kind-hearted, but now this...

Is Yin Chen such an enthusiastic person?

Could it be that routine again?

Stop it, I'm really scared.

At this moment, Yin Hong took a deep breath, feeling that all anxiety and anxiety were gone, leaving only disbelief.

Yin Chen is a warm-hearted and kind person?No, of course not, how is it possible!

As an older sister, Yin Hong doesn't know what kind of virtue her younger brother is!

Although it can't be called high-cold, it is almost synonymous with indifference. Sometimes it is even gloomy just like the name.

It is difficult to make friends with this kind of personality, but there is nothing wrong with insisting on it.

But Yin Chen has always been a loner, and has no intention of getting along with anyone at all. Yin Hong was worried about this for a while, and then he had no choice but to let him go.

Looking from the side, Yin Hong could see that Yin Chen and He Zhengqing had a faint sense of confrontation. Needless to say, the reason could only be Wu Tong.

All the artists and her younger brother were recruited, and she felt a little complicated for a while.

This is how to do.

It's rare for my younger brother to take the initiative once.

If He Zhengqing came first...the palms and backs of her hands are full of flesh, who should help!

The result is that all four people present seem to be in another set.

Yin Hong tidied up her complicated mood, first comforted the restless team members, and told them everything would be fine with Yin Chen here, and there was no need to do anything special, as long as they acted as usual.

Yin Chen said that nothing will happen now, but Yin Hong still suggested that they go together.

After all, if you really see something that you shouldn't see, a group of people will be able to hold together if they are scared.

And Wu Tong has been entangled, thinking whether Yin Chen may also fall into the trap, and opened his mouth to test.

"Mr. Yin, thank you so much for helping me when we first met."

"Small things, don't worry about it." Yin Chen said, then he paused, looking at what Wu Tong was about to say, but was interrupted by He Zhengqing.

He Zhengqing: "Help? What did he do for you?"

Yin Chen: "He got lost in the film and television city."

"Next time you get lost, you can come to me directly."

"Aren't artists busy?"

"Of course Wu Tong is important."

"That's what it says."

"you saw it?"

The tone of their speech was very gentle, not intense at all, but they insisted on creating a feeling of tension.

Wu Tong wanted to leave.

He doesn't stay here anymore.

However, from Yin Chen's answer just now, he also found out the other party's situation. The first meeting was a real first meeting, and he didn't construct some non-existent past out of thin air, and he didn't hold a "script" in his hand, which shows that Yin Chen is still normal.

Wu Tong heaved a sigh of relief after realizing this.

Another one is really unbearable. It is really unbearable to go out for a leisure trip and add one or something.

Then he was a little confused again.

Since it is different from what he thought... then what is Yin Chen doing now?

no one knows.

Even Yin Chen himself didn't know.

He suddenly felt that He Zhengqing was not pleasing to his eyes, and he was already trying to suppress it.

It's just that there is such a thought in my heart, if it's raining outside and the place is isolated from the world, it's pretty good for him and Wu Tong to stay here.

He didn't find it an eyesore to others, except for He Zhengqing.

He Zhengqing: "The Taoist priest has been sitting here?"

Yin Chen glanced at him without emotion, but really got up.

He is indeed going to do something to prepare for the future.

"I'll come find you later."

He said so to Wu Tong.

"……Ah good."

Wu Tong was a little taken aback.

To be reasonable, he only met Yin Chen twice this time, but the other party acted as if they had known each other for many years, and his attitude was so familiar that he didn't know how to deal with it.

He also didn't know what Yin Chen was going to do when he came to find him. Could it be that he just wanted to chat?

Can't you?

Wu Tong watched Yin Chen leave, his eyes followed him naturally, and then he was startled by the warm breath coming from his ear.

"Don't look at him."

It was He Zhengqing.

He was too close.

Wu Tong hurriedly moved back to distance himself from him, but He Zhengqing didn't seem to realize it at all, and still leaned forward.

"stop!"

Wu Tong directly pressed his shoulder.

"What are you trying to do?"

He Zhengqing: "I don't think you should go to see him."

"Just look at me."

His tone didn't change, but his voice was lowered a bit, making people feel... as if he was acting like a baby.

Wu Tong suddenly thought that He Zhengqing was two years younger than himself.

Is there an inherent advantage in doing this kind of thing next year?Especially with such a face.

"I didn't look at him!" Wu Tong said, "I didn't look at you either!"

He also lowered his voice: "Take it easy, not many people know about the things between us, and you will be in trouble if it is exposed."

After a pause, he added, "Anyway, I don't want to be in trouble."

After Wu Tong finished speaking, he stood up, and He Zhengqing looked at him without blinking.

He felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by He Zhengqing, feeling like a scumbag.

Damn, he obviously didn't do anything.

"Say it's okay, what should I do? I'm going to rest."

"I will go with you."

Wu Tong tried his best to swallow the rejection back to his stomach.

He couldn't say anything, and if he said more, it would be too targeted.

No way, Wu Tong, we agreed to keep our minds steady and not to collapse, to be normal.

He said to himself in his heart.

The things are all next door. When I came to the villa here, I didn’t bring all the luggage here. Wu Tong’s plan was to find a place to take a nap, and wait for the dawn... No, there has been lightning and thunder outside, no matter what. It's time to go back to the next door to clean up in the morning.

He Zhengqing insisted on following him and let him go.

Wu Tong: "I'll go wash my face first."

"I'll wait for you outside."

"You don't need to..."

"I wait."

"……Row."

Difficult, too difficult.

Wu Tong looked at himself in the mirror, and wiped the drops of water off his face.

He still has nothing to do with He Zhengqing, or he has nothing to do with anyone, from Yan Zi'an to Feng Ran at the beginning.

Speaking of Yan Zian, he still didn't have time to come and ask about the events of that night because he was too busy, but Wu Tong thought that sooner or later he would have to come here, and it was impossible for Yan Zian to just forget it because it had been a long time.

Then seal...

Wu Tong felt his heart tremble when he recalled it.

Difficult, really too difficult.

He sighed, wiped his hands clean and planned to go outside.

A player like him who is not good at planning and takes every step and sees the next step can only go with the flow.

Whatever you love, you won't die left or right.

Wu Tong yawned, feeling a little sleepy at this moment, he was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly saw someone standing behind him through the mirror.

Still a girl.

This is really scary, at least Wu Tong's drowsiness was instantly frightened back.

He looked at the girl, and found that it was a face he didn't recognize, she was pretty, and she was crying at this moment.

Wu Tong still couldn't recognize all the people in He Zhengqing's team in a short time, but he was sure that this girl was not in the team, because the other party's clothes were very strange.

She was wearing that kind of, very retro dress.

No, it's not "retro", it's "ancient" at all!

It was one of those medieval dresses, with a lot of lace at the waist.

What the hell.

Wu Tong paused, his heart started beating wildly, and he didn't dare to look back for a moment.

Subconsciously, he wanted to call out to He Zhengqing who was outside, but he wondered if his voice could be heard under such circumstances.

If he is isolated, then he will stage the famous scene of "no one can save his throat even if he shouts."

He looked at the woman behind him through the mirror, and the woman stared at the mirror, or looked at him in the mirror, and looked at him through the mirror, while tears kept falling down.

"am I pretty?"

The woman suddenly asked, her voice very ethereal.

Wu Tong didn't answer, he didn't know whether he should make a sound or not.

Without getting an answer, the woman kept asking repeatedly.

"……beautiful."

Wu Tong squeezed out the word from his throat.

How do general, general horror movies play out such plots afterwards?

"Then, how do I compare with that person outside?"

Wu Tong froze for a moment, then realized she was talking about He Zhengqing.

Before answering, she said again: "It must be me, right? It must be, she is the prettiest, unmatched by anyone."

"Master, hug me, hug me? You should know who I am?"

As she spoke, she reached out and hugged Wu Tong from behind.

Those hands were so cold that he could clearly feel them even through his clothes, which made him tremble uncontrollably.

"Call me? If you can call out with a nice voice, I will be very happy."

"Call me by my name, honey, call me by my name."

Isn't this equivalent to the kind of plot where a beautiful female ghost throws herself into her arms?

Wu Tong even suddenly thought of Zhiyi Liu Zhai.

Of course, he couldn't think of anything else, he just swallowed to relieve his tension, and then he saw those slender and pale hands all the way down from his chest...

"Wu Tong?"

He Zhengqing's voice suddenly sounded.

Wu Tong was startled, and when he looked up carefully, he found that the person standing behind him had become He Zhengqing.

He was still in shock, and for a moment he couldn't quite tell whether this He Zhengqing was real or not.

He Zhengqing: "Did something happen?"

Because Wu Tong hadn't come out for a long time, he came in to check the situation.

At the same time, he noticed Wu Tong's abnormal expression, as if he was frightened.

"……No."

Wu Tong tried his best to calm himself down.

"This house is haunted, and I saw a lady ghost."

He Zhengqing broke in suddenly, presumably he should have run away by now.

"Ghost?" He Zhengqing said, "Did she do anything to you?"

Wu Tong coughed unnaturally: "It's okay, your timing is just right, thank you."

But He Zhengqing didn't answer, those black and white eyes just kept staring at Wu Tong.

To be reasonable, Wu Tong felt that this made him even more horrified than the female ghost lady just now.

After a while, He Zhengqing said, "Really."

"Then let's go back."

Wu Tong just wanted to let this matter pass quickly, so he didn't notice anything wrong, and he didn't care about He Zhengqing. Lying on the bed, he felt drowsy again and fell asleep almost instantly.

And He Zhengqing was lying beside him, without any sleepiness on his face, just looking at Wu Tong all the time.

After a while, He Zhengqing stretched out his hand to caress Wu Tong's side face, and then stood up lightly.

He went to the previous bathroom.

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