[Entertainment circle] How can the enemy be late and affectionate

"Mingzhiwu, other people's friends are still waiting here! What do you think we should do now?" Li Xunyi said this in a low voice. Fortunately, Jinpin was not close to him, so he couldn't hear it.

"Mmm." Ming Zhiwu replied yes again, and then hung up the phone.

Grass!Li Xunran cursed in his heart, but he didn't put down the phone.

"Oh, sent to the hospital? That person said to let his friend go back first?"

"Okay, is that person tired and going to bed?"

"Okay, I get it now."

Because Jin Pin was not standing close, he almost didn't hear what was said in front of him, and only listened to what Li Xiang said later.

"Your friend asked you to go back first. He said he had nothing to do, and then my friend's phone died. I don't think you should worry about it. Nothing will happen to such a big person." He took it off from his ear, raised his eyebrows, and said to the gold pin.

In addition, Jin Pin had just heard a few words that Li Xun wanted to let him hear on purpose.He believed it at the moment, although he was still vaguely uneasy, but he thought about it seriously, Xie Chenyan also suffered from illness before, but nothing happened.

Nothing will happen this time, thinking this way, he smiled at Li Xunyi embarrassedly and left the bar.

When Jinpin was about to get home, he seriously told himself today.Take back all the bad things you said, the president of Ming's is obviously a very good person!

Xie Chenyan was still sleeping and didn't seem to have any intention of waking up.

Mingzhiwu pushed open the door and got out of the car.

After a while, only traces of sparks could be seen burning on his fingertips.

Xie Chenyan lost his memory, so, will he recover his memory?

Mingzhiwu smoked heavily while thinking about some messy things. He hadn't thought of those things for a long, long time.

But tonight, those memories that had been buried in his dust were rushing towards him like a tidal wave, and they were bound to drag him into a heinous crime.

"Big brother, why don't you play with us?" A tiger-headed little boy looked at the slightly older boy in the wheelchair with a smile.

"Because my brother is in a wheelchair." The boy in the wheelchair smiled at the little boy, stretched out his lush hand, and pointed to his own wheelchair.

The little boy thought he had poked the big brother's sore spot, so his face turned red and he said sorry seriously.

"It's okay." The boy stretched out his hand and rubbed the little boy's head, extremely gentle.

"Big brother, this is a little toy I brought you. I will teach you how to play."

On this day, the little boy turned over from the wall again, holding a bamboo dragonfly in his hand.

"Thank you." The boy took the bamboo dragonfly from the boy's palm.

"Big brother, how about I come over to play with you from now on." The little boy secretly glanced at the boy in the wheelchair several times from the corner of his eye, with a slightly shy tone in his tone.

"It's fine, you can come and play with me whenever you want." Although the boy still had a warm face, he didn't say a word to the little boy at all.

"After that, don't climb over the fence to come in, you can come in through the gate."

When the little boy heard the boy's answer, he showed a very bright smile.

When Xie Chenyan woke up, he was the only one in the car. He took off the blanket that covered him, opened the car door, and saw Mingzhiwu smoking a cigarette at a glance.

"Awu." Xie Chenyan called softly, but his footsteps were still heading towards Ming Zhiwu.

"You don't want to come here." Mingzhiwu heard Xie Chenyan's voice, and directly extinguished the firework that had been held between his fingers, and there was no trace of pain on his face under the street lamp.

As if afraid that Xie Chenyan might misunderstand something, Mingzhiwu moved his lips after all, and added, "The smell of cigarettes is strong here, so don't come here."

Xie Chenyan stood where he was, as if there was no past.

But when he saw that Xie Chenyan really listened to him and didn't walk towards him again, he felt a little bored.

After a while, when Ming Zhiwu felt that the smell of smoke on his body had almost dissipated, he raised his footsteps and walked slowly towards Xie Chenyan.

"I'll take you back." Mingzhiwu uttered these words from the back of his throat when he passed by Xie Chenyan.

As soon as the words fell, his wrist was lightly clasped,

In the next second, a gentle softness fell on his lips.

Xie Chenyan gently clasped one of his wrists, he could completely push away the man in front of him.

But he didn't.

"Does Awu hate it?" After a while, Xie Chenyan left Ming Zhiwu's lips and asked Ming Zhiwu's eyes.

Ming Zhiwu turned his head and didn't speak.

Xie Chenyan consciously sent Ming Zhiwu's wrist, and the next moment, Ming Zhiwu was wrapped in his arms.

"Brother Xie, do you know what you are doing now?"

The voice is hoarse, but exceptionally pleasant.

"Awu thinks, what am I doing?" Xie Chenyan lowered his head slightly, and kissed the corner of Ming Zhiwu's mouth.

But this time, when he was about to leave, Mingzhiwu raised his head slightly, bit Xie Chenyan's lips lightly, and refused to let him leave.

A smile flashed in Xie Chenyan's eyes, and he stretched out his hand actively, wrapping his arms around Mingzhiwu's back.

He is happy to see it happen.

Along the way, neither of them said anything.

It wasn't until Xie Chenyan was sent downstairs to his apartment that Ming Zhiwu said good night in a calm voice.

Xie Chenyan naturally said good night.

Back at the apartment, Xie Chenyan charged up his mobile phone and went to the bathroom.

He looked at his thinner self in the mirror, stretched out his hand, and carefully outlined it. There was a tattoo on his wrist.

Maybe it's because I usually wear a watch, so I can't find it without looking carefully.

Xie Chentan looked at his wrist, his eyes darkened, and he slowly put his right hand on the tattoo, touching it inch by inch, and then put his wrist down as if nothing had happened.

The man in the mirror is pale and gentle.

Xie Chen looked at the mirror and smiled, and the person in the mirror also smiled at him.

Xie Chenyan didn't stay in the bathroom for too long, and soon he came out wrapped in a towel, mischievous water droplets slid down his hair and fell to his neck, and disappeared into the towel again, leaving only traces of wetting.

He glanced at the phone that was still charging, and then turned it on and sent a text message to Jinpin.

Jinpin should be very worried about himself.