Can't beat the list

The magazine shoot lasted from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m. During the period, I changed a lot of clothes and makeup, and it was also a hard job.

After ten o'clock, all the procedures had been completed, Luo Yao walked out of the dressing room, and immediately met Lin Jianshen's somewhat disturbed eyes.

"What's the matter?" He frowned, stretched out his hand and hooked four fingers, asking Lin Jianshen for his car keys.

The other party didn't hand him the car keys, but tremblingly put the phone in his open palm. There were very complicated emotions on that fat face, five points of fear, three points of worry, and three points of worry. Two points at a loss.

Taking the phone, Luo Yao saw the number one entry on the hot search list, which contained four important elements: "Luo Yao", "Song Tingyi", "Surrogate", and "illegitimate child".

Clicking on the entry is the photo of Song Tingyi getting off from his car parked on the side of the road and the photo of Song Tingyi with his aunt holding Song Xincheng by his side.

The report this time is from the same company as the paparazzi who sent the two of them to the lace news for the first time and the second time, and even the writing style of the editor is exactly the same.

Looking at this Weibo topic, even Luo Yao, who has been in the entertainment industry for four years, felt that he really underestimated the paparazzi's ability to catch wind and shadow.

Today, in order to send Song Tingyi to pick up Song Xincheng from school, he specially asked the people in the studio to drive a newly bought car. This car is not registered under his studio. On the contrary, for the sake of safety, Luo Yao had chosen to put the car under the name of his manager who had a good relationship with him.But I don’t know how this group of paparazzi did the investigation, they actually pulled out all the information of the vehicle, and also pointed out that the vehicle belonged to the agent of Luo Yao’s studio, insinuating that Luo Yao deliberately wrote the luxury car in someone else’s name in order to avoid the paparazzi’s lens Down.

That's not the worst.The words that most reflect the dark side of human nature are concentrated on the photo of Song Tingyi and his aunt Song Xincheng going home together.Whether it's the editor's guess or the comments of the netizens below, it undoubtedly shows how dark human nature is.

The editor speculated whether this child was Song Tingyi's illegitimate child, and guessed whether the aunt next to him was the child's biological mother, and even pointed out that Song Tingyi might be a straight man who wanted to covet Luo Yao's social status.

Netizens in the comments even made various speculations based on the zoom-in view of Song Xincheng's face on the extremely blurry photo. Yi knew each other, and the two concealed the fact that Song Xincheng was born as a surrogate early on. What's more, they even pointed out that Song Xincheng was the child of Song Tingyi and his aunt, saying that Song Tingyi had an obsession with motherhood and was close to Luo Yao. It was just to defraud money from him to support his wife and children at home.

Luo Yao pressed off the phone screen, handed the phone back to the trembling Lin Jianshen who was watching his face slowly darken, picked up the car keys that were placed on the table, turned around and left without saying a word .

Luo Yao had long legs and long strides, and now he stepped up his pace again. Lin Jianshen ran a few steps behind him, and called him "boss" in fear.

Luo Yao walked outside the elevator door, pressed the down button, and then relaxed, exhaled, with a slight tremor in his voice: "Press down, send a lawyer's letter."

Lin Jianshen had never seen his boss like this before. After all, no matter what happened in the past, Luo Yao always looked calm and indifferent, but there was one thing he had to tell him: "Doctor Song, he ...have seen it."

The elevator door opened, and Lin Jianshen saw that Luo Yao's figure froze for a moment, and walked into the elevator belatedly.He didn't follow, but when the elevator door was about to close, he saw Luo Yao lower his head: "I see."

Open the door, sit in the driver's seat, and start the car.

Luo Yao turned on the phone and took a look, the address book and WeChat were both empty.Song Tingyi didn't send him a message, he couldn't help frowning, and shrank his body.The weather in May is neither cold nor hot, and the body feels the most comfortable, but Luo Yao still shivered.He smiled wryly, probably because the underground garage was eerily quiet at night.

The plane ticket is the next morning.

When Luo Yao saw Song Tingyi at the airport, the man was wearing a denim suit, and he just glanced at him indifferently, and never gave him another look, and naturally he would not speak to him.

Before boarding the plane, Lin Jianshen held the ticket that Luo Yao insisted on exchanging with him while he was resting, and looked back and forth between the two of them several times.

Last night, he kicked out the notice overnight, and urged the legal affairs of the studio to send a lawyer's letter, directly suing the company for defamation, and it was regarded as withdrawing the hot search entry, which suppressed the popularity, but This gossip has been uploaded on the Internet, and the negative impact on Song Tingyi and Song Xincheng is undoubtedly huge.

After boarding the plane, Song Tingyi turned his head and glanced at Lin Jianshen, who was accompanied by a smiling face, trying to shrink his fat body into a ball and squeezed into the seat next to him, and then turned his head to look at Luo Yao, who was seated across the aisle, what? He didn't say anything, he just put on the blindfold to catch up on sleep after he sat down.

The shooting location in southern Yunnan has not changed, it is still the hotel where I stayed before.

Lin Jianshen, facing Luo Yao's cannibalistic eyes, booked another room alone at the front desk with Song Tingyi.

From then on, Luo Yao never saw Song Tingyi again during this day.

He also asked Lin Jianshen for Song Tingyi's room number, and even got a spare room card for Song Tingyi's room from the front desk, but he didn't have the courage to meet Song Tingyi.He wasn't afraid of Song Tingyi's accusation, he was afraid that Song Tingyi would ignore him and not talk to him.

If we talk about the current scene, Song Tingyi neither calls nor sends WeChat, he can understand that Song Tingyi has his own things to do and has no time to chat with him.

But if he took the initiative to find Song Tingyi, but the other party still had the same attitude, not talking to him, not arguing with him, not even willing to give him a look, then he would feel that there was a relationship between him and Song Tingyi. It will be broken without end because of this incident.

In fact, from the day the two established their relationship, Luo Yao knew that Song Tingyi was not a person who liked to engage in cold wars. On the contrary, what he preferred was for both sides to talk openly and rely on communication to better find a common solution. There is no solution to the problem, but he always feels vaguely that this incident is obviously completely avoidable.And this completely avoidable "farce" was caused by him alone.

So he dare not face Song Tingyi.

Three in the morning.

Luo Yao woke up from the dream and carefully turned over on the bed, as if afraid of waking someone around him, but when he raised his hand to touch his side, he suddenly remembered that this was his room alone.

And the person beside him may never come back from today.

Thinking of this, he suddenly woke up.

But I don’t know if it was the inexplicable thought and courage brought to him after waking up from a dream in the middle of the night. Luo Yao stretched out his hand and touched the mobile phone on the bedside table. Slowly, letter by letter, three words were typed on the screen: Sorry.

Since then, he never fell asleep again, but leaned up against the head of the bed, pinching his phone and desperately swiping down to refresh.But he couldn't wait for the response he wanted.

He knew that the word "sorry" was too light for Song Tingyi and Song Xincheng, so light that it didn't carry any weight.But apart from the three words sorry, he couldn't even say a single word.

From three in the morning to seven in the morning, the sky behind the curtains turns from darkness to light.

Luo Yao opened his eyes, still holding the small mobile phone in his hand, and the screen was always on.

Four hours, less than a word.

He knew that it didn't matter that Song Tingyi wouldn't reply to him.Because such a scene is just his wishful thinking.But he didn't expect that Song Tingyi didn't reply anything, and he seemed to be using such behavior to prove his position to him: let our relationship gradually become indifferent.

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Because it is about to end, there is a sudden change today, with a small knife, the next chapter will continue~