After the abuse of the scumbag, the actor and the young master are he

Withdrawing his hand from the window, in just one movement, if you don't observe carefully, you can't see the slightest stagnation.

Yuan Song's shoulders and back were tense, like being blown up by fireworks buried deep in his heart, but fortunately, he soon relaxed with the movement of turning around.

"Brother Jiang, if I remember correctly, you are four years older than me. The middle school and high school are not in the same campus. Where can I meet you?"

Yuan Song's waist was leaning against the window sill, and he raised his left hand casually to rest on it. He looked at Jiang Baizhou with a smile in his flickering eyes, and his tone was unconsciously coquettish, and the last sentence was mixed with some teasing.

Jiang Baizhou stared at him fixedly. The boy looked at him calmly and innocently. He was speechless for a long time, and then deliberately raised his eyebrows to cut through the suddenly still scene.

That's right, Yuan Song was still so young at the time, and he wasn't a celebrity himself, so there was no reason why he must know it.At that time, manager Jian Yan mentioned something, thinking about the sensitive past, maybe he was overthinking himself.

"If I knew you at that time, maybe I would have chased after you!"

Again!

The atmosphere was quite dignified just now, and Yuan Song's confession made him speechless. Jiang Baizhou shook his head and didn't bother to look at him. Just at this moment, the delivery boy came. Move away to make room for meals.

"Hey! You always say you like me, do you understand me? You confess your love every now and then, you're not ashamed at such a young age."

Always being teased by the younger generation, it would be shameless not to respond with something.

In the past, Jiang Baizhou never took the initiative to discuss this kind of question of whether he liked it or not with others, but now he asked this question, somewhat curious.

"Why don't you understand!" Before swallowing a mouthful of fresh shrimp wonton, Yuan Song was anxious to explain to himself, "I have almost all the collection albums after your debut, and I also watched variety shows, movies, and TV series, even mine. The computer desktop and mobile phone screen are all your portraits..."

"Swallow it down and talk!"

The napkin on the table was pushed by Jiang Baizhou casually, Yuan Song ignored his disgust, swallowed the food in his mouth, and hurriedly added: "For me, the male god, you are everywhere!"

He speaks with sincerity and eyes, and there is no way for people to doubt his sincerity.

For a moment, Jiang Baizhou, who was used to seeing all kinds of handsome men and beautiful women, felt his heart burn, but it soon cooled down.

Although he didn't deliberately market his personality, as a star in front of the screen, which one has no traces of packaging.

In other words, who hasn't been chasing stars vigorously in their youth.

He himself has no reason to think about other things because of the early changes, but almost everyone in the classmates around him has idols who are excited when they mention it, so Yuan Song's favorite, forget it, let's treat it as a super fan.

"Well, thank you yesterday for bringing me medicine and carrying me to the hospital." Jiang Baizhou was a little unaccustomed to thanking you in person. The words that should have been warm like spring breeze came out of his mouth, and they were worse than the bone he accidentally gnawed just now. do it.

"Do I have to say you're welcome!" Yuan Song leaned his body and approached the other party with a smile, his blinking eyes were full of tricks.

"I warn you to eat well, don't say anything, you like it like a child, it's troublesome and childish!"

Jiang Baizhou was still thinking about filming, and wanted to return to the set after eating quickly, and the action of stuffing siu mai into his mouth was much faster than Yuan Song.

"Shall I be your assistant?" Yuan Song began to think about this idea yesterday. He was not much worse than a walk-on in the crew, and he was idle when he was idle, and it was convenient to take care of the male god by the way.

As soon as he finished speaking, the corners of Jiang Baizhou's mouth twitched when he was chewing rice, and he looked at him incredulously, and after a while he opened his mouth and refused: "You have a good idea!"

"No, think about it, how can you not have an assistant when you are so busy at work? Also, what should you do next time when you suddenly feel unwell and faint and no one notices?"

Conscience of heaven and earth, Yuan Song speaks the truth.

"Are you threatening me?" Just because you saved him, you have to push forward?

"No." Seeing the other party's eyes narrowed, Yuan Song hesitated for a second.The spoon that lowered its head to stir the porridge poked hard at the bottom of the bowl, and the cheerful face just now turned cloudy in an instant.

Like a child, it changes so quickly.

Jiang Baizhou had a strong intuition that asking Yuan Song to be his assistant was not troublesome enough.Especially let his family members know that ten mouths can't explain their relationship clearly.

After being overwhelmed by the media, maybe the news of their marriage will come out the next day.

Therefore, hot potato must not be touched.

Soon, Jiang Baizhou finished his meal, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and casually took out two bottles of soda water from the large lunch box. One bottle was placed on the opposite side, and the other bottle was unscrewed by himself. He stepped back and leaned against the window to drink slowly .

Tall and tall, with broad shoulders and a slender waist, his gestures are provocative and unknowingly provocative, and any random movement looks like he is shooting an advertisement.

When he stood up just now, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the long and thin scar above Yuan Song's right ear that was buried in his hair.

I heard from Liu Ru that this guy suffered from a serious illness and underwent brain surgery, so he almost never came back from hell.

"Well, what disease did you suffer from before the surgery?"

Yuan Song was still mumbling and drinking porridge, but Jiang Baizhou unexpectedly changed the topic and asked about his illness, so he unconsciously rubbed his temples with his hands.

"It's not an illness, it's an accident."

Whoever encounters natural disasters and man-made disasters will be unlucky.

Yuan Song mentioned this matter again, and he has become calm from the countless nightmares and horrors before, but he is still afraid.

"When I was studying in country N, I encountered a shooting by mobs."

Even though the distance between the two was less than one meter, Jiang Baizhou felt that he couldn't catch the person in front of him.Yuan Song's quiet eyes cast a layer of cool and light mist, isolating the empathy that doesn't seem to exist.

A young man who is happy every day, sunny and straightforward, occasionally acting coquettish and cute, people around him can't help but want to take care of him.

For such a young person to experience such a horrifying scene, he must have been terrified at the time.

"On Christmas last winter, after the school party, my classmates and I came out of the auditorium, and we were suddenly surrounded by masked thugs who were ambushing us. Everyone panicked and ran around. It was completely messed up. I couldn’t remember whose hand I was holding, so I kept running and running, the cold wind blew past my ears, there were Christmas songs for a while, and screams for a while...I still didn’t dare to look back.”

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was obviously adjusted by Jiang Baizhou, but Yuan Song still felt cold.

Every time I think about it, I feel like I am still in the cold wind that seems to be wrapped in wind and snow.

Jiang Baizhou, who had been idly leaning against the wall all this time, stood upright at some point, leaning his back against the cool wall, but a thin layer of sweat broke out.

It seemed like he shouldn't have brought up the subject.

At that time, Yuan Song and his classmate Joan were about to flee to the police station in the street next to the school.

Didn't expect to be raided by looters at the last corner near the store.

Joan was knocked down with a long knife handle, and he let go of Yuan Song's hand to let him escape. In just a few seconds, Yuan Song encountered the most tormenting few seconds of his life.

In such a short time, he thought about a lot of things.

Maybe the robbers just want money and won't hurt Joan!

If Joan is dead, he is a shameful betrayer who left his friends behind.

While hesitating, he made a difficult choice to turn back.

He picked up the thing under his feet that he didn't know whether it was a brick or a can, and threw it at the robber.

Joan fell into a pool of blood. The blood was frozen by the cold and flowed slowly, but it hurt Yuan Song's eyes deeply.

Unfortunately, the heavy object did not hit the bearded robber, and the handle of the knife slashed towards him with a gust of wind. Yuan Song subconsciously blocked it with his arm, and there was a blunt "click" sound from the bones, and severe sharp pain hit him.

It was too late to let out a wail, and the warm blood spread from the head, first flowing along the ears, and then blurring the terrified eyes.

Collapsing to the ground, the light at the entrance of the convenience store reflected under their feet, but it was a pity that they almost missed them.

All the fears, even the pain, were blurred along with the slowly being drawn away.

The Christmas carols were sung cheerfully, and he seemed to see Jiang Baizhou's face in a trance.

Studying abroad was not his original intention. On the streets of a foreign country where life and death are unknown, he longed for the warmth of the motherland.

He wants to go home, he wants his family, he wants to embrace the person hidden in his heart.

He still has a lot to say.

Regret, remorse, engraved into the bone marrow and heart, if he had known that he would leave with hatred, he would not...

The sun moved south, shining brightly and hotly on the two people in the room.

Yuan Song drooped his shoulders, gasped a few times after saying a few words, as if a needle had been stuck in his heart.

Jiang Baizhou didn't know if he was crying, but his eyes were red when he raised his head.

"I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to mention this, I don't know..." At first, he thought that the child just got sick, and he was lucky enough to live in the sun after overcoming the disease.

He didn't know how terrible the truth was.

Jiang Baizhou's heart also felt a little dull.

"It's okay. Actually, I'm not that scared anymore." Yuan Song chuckled, but his eyes were not as bright as before.

"I was lying there, feeling like I was going to be completely buried. I was so unwilling. I hadn't been in a relationship yet, and I hadn't hugged anyone I wanted to hug. He wouldn't remember me even if he died..."

Therefore, so he lived again in the world, he must not let himself have a second regret.

"The person you were thinking about at the time, was it me?"

People who are on the front line of life and death are kept in their hearts and never forget, they should be extremely precious existences.

Jiang Baizhou felt that he was bewitched, and he actually asked an idiotic and embarrassing question without thinking.

Unfortunately, I can't take it back.

"Ok!"

Yuan Song nodded heavily, his nasal voice touched Jiang Baizhou's heart, no matter how ruthless he pretended to be, he couldn't help it.

Moving content.

Maybe it's because his imagination is too rich, or maybe it's because Yuan Song's red eyes look a little pitiful now.

It was rare for him to look gentle, and there was unconscious care in his words.

Therefore, Yuan Song has the confidence to take advantage again.

"Brother, can you hug me? I still feel cold!"

Yuan Song's voice is as pitiful as it is, as if he is still immersed in painful memories and cannot extricate himself.

"Cough, why hug?"

Jiang Baizhou was bewitched by his eyes, or maybe he was too full just now and his mind is not clear.

Seeing that the other party was loose, Yuan Song immediately stretched out his arms, his big eyes silently hooked Jiang Baizhou to hug him.

The atmosphere is so right, and all the close actions come naturally.

Jiang Baizhou came from the window and stood beside Yuan Song who was still sitting on the chair. The other party looked up at him, then gently wrapped his arms around his waist, seeing that he didn't respond, the arms tightened more and more.

The scar on Yuan Song's head was buried on his body, and he didn't even dare to breathe hard.

"Brother, I want to be your assistant, so I won't cause any trouble!"

The sticky person will be very specific, as if expecting that the other party will not refuse at this time.

Yuan Song hugged her for a long time without letting go.

Jiang Baizhou put his hands on his shoulders, not knowing how to speak.

The door was knocked, and before the two of them could react, they saw the doorknob inside being gently moved by a movement from outside.

Then the door was opened, and it was Jiang Baizhou's manager Jian Yan who appeared in front of him.

"Ah!" With a cry of surprise, the woman with the big bag and small bag turned around and covered her eyes, and went out without forgetting to close the door again, "I didn't see anything! Go on! Go on!"