Scum attack is the real substitute

Pei Shixiao had never seen Nan Youxing smile like this in front of him.

He was clutching the phone tightly, his heart seemed to be tightly clenched by a hand, and even his breathing became short of breath.

With a livid face, he called Lin Xu: "I'll send you a photo, and let the technical department analyze whether it's a composite."

After sending the photos to Lin Xu, Pei Shixiao waited by the bed after washing, and Lin Xu sent the results after a while.

"President, the photos are real, and there are no signs of synthesis or post-processing."

Hurrah!Really wow!Hunting geese all day long, but the geese pecked at their eyes!Nan Youxing actually played him a trick!

Pei Shixiao was so angry that his chest heaved up and down, he couldn't help thinking that when the two of them were okay, Nan Youxing always looked at him with those sticky candy-like eyes, the eyes were always shining like stars.

Buying vegetables and cooking for him, facing his deliberate embarrassment, is always very happy, like a dependent and clingy cat.

And after breaking up, Nan Youxing always avoided his eyes, saying that their relationship was a mistake from the beginning, and he said "I'm sorry".

Pei Shixiao was dizzy from the anger, his temples were bulging, and he was jumping wildly.

He called Lin Xu again.

"Find someone to check! Check this photo, I want to know all the information about this photo!"

His tone was harsh, and he hung up the phone immediately after speaking.

Pei Shixiao paced back and forth in the room, recalling the past memories over and over again.He left the room with a dark face, ran to the next door and knocked on the door, but there was no response.

Many details that he ignored before, swept up like a tide at this moment——

The past that Nan Youxing didn't want to talk about, Nan Youxing couldn't face the sound of thunder and rain, Nan Youxing could no longer drive after the car accident.

These details were like fragments, slicing his heart one by one, causing a biting pain.

It turns out, it turns out that Nan Youxing's emotions, these things that he sometimes can't understand and find mysterious and unique, are not because of him!

Pei Shixiao sneered.

Guessing that Nan Youxing wasn't in the hotel room at the moment, he probably went to the shooting scene.

Heh, he's quite dedicated, he was so sao yesterday when he was doing it, but today it's effortless.

Pei Shixiao called Lin Yufeng,

"Today's shooting? Mr. Pei, today we are filming the scene of the team dormitory."

After leaving the hotel, Pei Shixiao walked to the team dormitory.As expected, Nan Youxing was at the shooting scene, he didn't notice Pei Shixiao's arrival at all, his eyes were fixed on the filming machine, his eyes were extremely focused.

What is this play, and why does he attach so much importance to it?Does it have anything to do with his past?

What Pei Shixiao didn't care about before, and things that he never cared about, now all turned into sharp swords, poking into his mind one after another, making him unable to stop thinking and doubting.

"Nan Youxing." Pei Shixiao put a hand on Nan Youxing's shoulder, bent down, and lowered his voice: "Follow me."

Nan Youxing recovered from the shooting, his brows frowned slightly: "I still have..."

"You don't want to say it here." Pei Shixiao said decisively: "Either come with me, or be carried away by me."

Nan Youxing subconsciously turned his head to look at Pei Shixiao.

I saw his brows and eyes were condensed, as if covered with a layer of frost, which made people shudder.

For a moment, Nan Youxing couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Seeing Nan Youxing got up, Pei Shixiao grabbed his wrist, regardless of whether he could keep up, and dragged him out forcefully.

The two of them did not move much and did not attract the attention of the actors in the filming.

Pei Shixiao pulled him straight into the stairwell of the team dormitory.

The fire door closed slowly, and Nan Youxing was pressed heavily against the wall. He subconsciously shrank his back, the pain came to his face, and frowned.

Pei Shixiao raised a hand in front of his eyes, and pressed him into a tight corner, his expression frantic like a trapped animal.

Nan Youxing raised his head in a daze. He was forcibly dragged all the way just now, and he couldn't help but rubbed his wrist, only to see a bright red mark on his wrist, which looked particularly terrifying.

Pei Shixiao stared at him, his eyes were scarlet.In the blink of an eye, he raised one hand to pinch Nan Youxing's chin, opened the photo on his phone with the other hand, and stood in front of Nan Youxing.

"Nan Youxing, is this true?"

Nan Youxing lowered his wrist, his eyes gradually widened.

This photo from eight years ago, across the long river of time, was unstoppably storming towards him.

This is the last photo of him and Wen Shichuan.

"This trophy is not easy to come by, let's take a photo together?" Wen Shichuan raised the trophy in his hand, with a shy smile on his face: "After all... After all, it is the first prize we won together."

Wen Shichuan raised his hand to pick his cheek, clearly feeling apprehensive, the look of anticipation could not be hidden in his eyes, but his tone was still pretending to be relaxed.

"I know that you don't take photos of Xing Xing because you are afraid that the photos will leak out. Don't worry, even if you take photos, I will never leak them. Of course, if you don't want to take photos of Xing Xing, it doesn't matter, you don't have to..."

"Okay. Let's take a picture." Nan Youxing interrupted Wen Shichuan, grabbed his arm, and lazily turned his head to him: "I have nothing to be afraid of."

In order to avoid the influence of his family on him, he changed his name and stopped showing his face, but these were just to avoid trouble, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

He held Wen Shichuan's arm, and Wen Shichuan happily held up the trophy, and the camera that was shot at regular intervals faithfully recorded this scene.

Later, the photos were sent to be developed, and they went to participate in the competition, but they didn't have time to get the photos.

When this photo was developed, Wen Shichuan was no longer there.

Nan Youxing couldn't help but took the phone that Pei Shixiao held up in front of his eyes.In the photo, Wen Shichuan's cheeks were slightly tilted, and a pair of eyes with a shallow and bright streamer was staring at him scorchingly.

In this world, there are three things that cannot be hidden.Poverty, coughing and love.

Wen Shichuan's love flowed from the corners of his eyes and brows, and he held out everything he had.

A tear was crushed on Nan Youxing's eyelashes.

"Who are you crying for?!" Pei Shixiao seemed to have been humiliated, and slapped off the phone Nan Youxing was holding.

The mobile phone was thrown down the stairs, and there was a "pop", Pei Shixiao didn't even look at it at all, the fingers pinching Nan Youxing's chin couldn't help but force hard, leaving red marks on his chin.

"Look at me! Nan Youxing, tell me, who are you crying for!" He asked aggressively in a sharp tone.

"I'm sorry." Nan Youxing's voice was a little astringent, he lowered his eyelashes, and the shattered tear fell from the corner of his eye and slid down to his mole.

"I'm sorry? What do you have to be sorry for?" Pei Shixiao was furious, his heart ached as if Nan Youxing was pinching him in the palm of his hand, and he was tortured to death by his tear.

Pei Shixiao didn't know what kind of illness he was suffering from. He seemed to have been scorched by hot charcoal sparks and fell into his heart, leaving spots of scars on his face.

His voice trembled uncontrollably, like a question, but also like a cautious temptation: "Nan Youxing, you are crying for me, aren't you?"

Nan Youxing avoided his sight.

"sorry."

"Do you only know how to say I'm sorry?!" Pei Shixiao used such force that his eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think I won't kill you?!"

"Nan Youxing, what do you think of me! Ah? Yesterday, I almost gave you my heart. I treated you so humbly... What else do you want? What do you think of me, tell me! "

Pei Shixiao moved the hand pinching Nan Youxing's chin, his hot fingertips caressed Nan Youxing's fragile neck, wrapped it around, and clasped it against the wall.

He moved closer to Nan Youxing's ear.

"I really want to strangle you."

"...I'm sorry." Nan Youxing coughed, his cheeks were forced to turn red, and even his breathing began to be unstable.His eyes were red, and there were still tears on his eyelashes. His back was against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

"I don't want to hear that sentence again." Pei Shixiao replied coldly.

"Squeak—" The door of the stairwell was suddenly pushed open, and a figure appeared at the door.

"Let go of him!" A man's voice suddenly sounded.

Pei Shixiao was hit on the face by a punch from the sky, driving Nan Youxing he was holding, and the two of them couldn't stop falling down the stairs.

Seeing that the two of them were about to fall down the stairs, Nan Youxing gently closed his eyes.

So be it.

He had thought for a long time that maybe it would be better to die.

The back of his head was gently protected, and the firm and soft chest felt close to his back, and he was hugged tightly from behind.

Nan Youxing opened his eyes, they fell down two steps, but he didn't feel hit at all, Pei Shixiao used himself as his pad and blocked him.

Pei Shixiao bumped his head against the handrail of the stairs, his forehead was smashed, and a trail of blood flowed out.

"Nan Yi!" Yu Nanfeng didn't expect that his punch would push him down, his pupils constricted with nervousness.

"Pei Shixiao? How are you?" Nan Youxing turned his head and shouted nervously.

He stretched out his hand to touch Pei Shixiao's forehead, curled up his fingertips, and held back.

Pei Shixiao's hand holding on to the railing was bloodstained. Just when he fell down the steps, he grabbed the railing at a critical moment to prevent the two of them from rolling down the stairs together.

He supported Nan Youxing up first, and then staggered to his feet while grabbing the railing.

"This guy has to be locked up for a few days." Pei Shixiao squinted at Yu Nanfeng who was standing on the stairs, his eyes were cold.

"Nan Yi, are you okay?!" Yu Nanfeng ignored him at all, only looked at Nan Youxing's neck with red scars from pinching, and stretched out his hand in front of Nan Youxing: "Come up first!"

Pei Shixiao grabbed Nan Youxing's shoulder, pinned him to his chest, and looked back at Nanfeng coldly: "This is between me and him, get out!"

"You hurt people on purpose! Nan Yi can sue you!" Yu Nanfeng glared at Pei Shixiao angrily: "It's not you that Nan Yi likes, let him go!"

Pei Shixiao squinted his eyes, and unconsciously strengthened the hand holding Nan Youxing's shoulder.

"He already knows? Nan Youxing, you even told him this?! Am I just a laughing stock in your eyes?"

He forcefully turned Nan Youxing over, his eyes were dark and fierce, and the blood from his forehead flowed down, making him look like a ghost even more, his eyes seemed to want to eat people.

"say something!"

Nan Youxing took a deep breath, opened his hands on his shoulders one by one, and took a step back: "I'm sorry."

He walked up the stairs step by step, staring at Pei Shixiao, his dark eyes seemed to be vortexed.

"Your forehead is bleeding, go to the hospital first."

After finishing speaking, Nan Youxing pushed open the fire door and walked out, and Yu Nanfeng followed behind him.

The author has something to say:

Ah, 555 late today

A little late for a friend's birthday qaq