The agent has a bad heart

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Pei Ting was woken up by the number of ringtones of the mobile phone. The memory before he fainted came back, and he felt the pain on his forehead dully.

Pei Ting's reaction at that moment was that Lu Ye would really run away if his face was disfigured.

The mobile phone was smashed on the carpet, and it was not broken, and the ringing tirelessly rang and rang.

Pei Ting sighed regretfully, with the increasingly obvious pain on his forehead, after rolling on the ground twice with difficulty, he successfully got the phone.

The phone was hung up, and seven missed calls were displayed on the screen.

She smiled and muttered, "My dear sister."

The moment the phone was connected, Pei Ting heard Zhong Lejie take a deep and exaggerated breath through the speakerphone, "Ancestor, you finally answered the phone."

Pei Ting spread her arms outstretched and lay on the ground, and she laughed more lightly when she heard Zhong Leji's words, "Sister, I'm fine."

"You are my brother, why don't you hear how loud the flesh body hit the ground just now?"

"Did you record?" Pei Ting's focus was successfully distorted.

"No!" Zhong Leji lowered his voice and was angry, "Don't lie to me, Pei Ting, you should have the attitude of calling me a sister."

Pei Ting obediently touched his forehead, felt a very faint trace of blood, "hissed", "It should be a little bit broken, I hope it won't be disfigured."

"What's wrong with you?" Zhong Le asked.

"Hypoglycemia." The fainted person comforted the person in turn, "I've eaten less, I'm a little tired, nothing to do."

"I'm almost at your community, ask the guard to open the door for me."

Pei Ting finally understood the reason for Zhong Lejie's strange voice, and laughed at her, "You are in the car? I said why are you so gentle."

"Brother." Zhong Leji dragged the end of his words, "Don't give you shame, please reimburse me for the bill. Do you have any common medicine at home?"

"Why didn't you tell me to settle the accommodation fee when you stayed at my house?" The two chatted across the screen smoothly, "It should be, maybe it hasn't expired yet."

"..." Zhong Leji regretted coming to City B to make a fuss.

When Zhong Leji came, Pei Ting had already got up from the ground and washed his face. The boy in the mirror had a small swelling on his forehead, and the flat wound was squeezed out with a trace of blood.

Pei Ting wiped it off, soaked it up a little more, wiped it off again...

Zhong Leji slapped Pei Ting's back, "Pei Ting, you must be sick. If you play again, your wound will be infected."

"Will it disfigure?" Pei Ting was still worried about this, but then he said something surprising, not giving Zhong Lejie a chance to speak, "How about I confess my love to Lu Ye? Anyway, he secretly kissed me that day gone."

There is still a process of waiting for the other party to agree to the other person's confession, and you have to keep trying to figure out the other party's mind, do you like me or not?

Pei Ting didn't have such worries at all, he was so special that he got the other party's careful kiss before confessing his love.

Zhong Lejie's hand holding iodophor visibly trembled, she twisted her neck stiffly, and looked at Pei Ting numbly: "What were you talking about just now?"

"You have good ears, don't doubt yourself." Pei Ting encouraged her.

Zhong Lejie: ​​"..."

"Wait a minute." Zhong Lejie carefully poured the potion on Pei Ting, and finally found out something was wrong, "Lu Ye came back with you, right? He lives with you? Where is he?"

The smile on the corner of Pei Ting's mouth became less sincere, but he still answered Zhong Lejie's question, "So let's confess, trap him, it feels like he's going to run away."

What Lu Ye saw when he came back was the picture of Pei Ting cross-legged with a strawberry Band-Aid on the rose on the tea table in a daze with only a few petals left.

There was the smell of warm porridge coming from the kitchen, Zhong Leji poked her head out wearing an apron, she looked at Lu Ye with a strange look, as if she wanted to say something but stopped at the end.

Zhong Leji rubbed the anti-inflammatory medicated oil on Pei Ting, and when Lu Ye walked in, he smelled the bitter smell on his body, and crouched in front of Pei Ting with his eyebrows frowned, with a worried look on his face, "What's going on."

Lu Ye hasn't been in such a bad mood for a long time, and he hasn't had a good time since last night, so the mood on the verge of collapse reached its peak when he saw the obvious swelling on Pei Ting's forehead.

The outstretched hand was hanging in the air, and he heard Zhong Leji say: "I fainted, I haven't eaten yet, it's lucky that I hit the cabinet, what should I do if I hit something sharp?"

Zhong Lejie spoke very calmly, without any intention of blaming Lu Ye in her tone, she could see that Lu Ye was in a bad mood, besides, all this was not Lu Ye's fault, no manager needed to live in an artist's house to take care of others.

She confessed in a straightforward manner, but felt that Pei Ting should not be able to say these words. His fake brother never said that he had a bad life, and he learned to accept the unfairness of the world earlier than her.

Lu Ye said that he wanted to go home, and someone at home was waiting for him.

But he came late, the person waiting for him was injured, and the person who took care of him was not him.

He finally wanted to ask himself if it was time to compromise with fate, he finally touched the wound on Pei Ting's forehead, and let go the moment he touched it.

Lu Ye lowered his head, blinked a few times with drooping eyelids, only his lips moved when he spoke, and his soul seemed to be withdrawn from his chest.

"Let me find you an assistant." Lu Ye felt out of breath the moment he spoke, and the heartache turned out to be a physical feeling.

My heart hurts, and my body loses strength in an instant.

Pei Ting turned to look at Zhong Lejie helplessly, his face was pale, his lips moved, his slender neck was as fragile as a broken rose.

The porridge was cooking in the pot, and the heat was emitting densely, but the surrounding temperature was getting lower and lower.

Zhong Le couldn't take it anymore, she took off her apron and wanted to leave here immediately.

"I can't take care of you anymore."

"I go first."

The former sentence came from Lu Ye's mouth, and the latter sentence came from Zhong Lejie.

Pei Ting smiled suddenly, the pain of the wound was isolated, he turned his head, looked at the top of Lu Ye's hair, pinched his earlobe, his voice was toneless, and he didn't know who he was asking.

"Are you all going? Who goes first, or together?"

Lu Ye raised his head abruptly, he clenched his teeth, with an undisguised pained expression on his face.

Zhong Leji said softly at this moment: "Let me go first, doesn't Lu Ye live here? Where can I go, you two have a good chat, don't quarrel."

Then there was the sound of closing the door, and the sound of cooking porridge could not even be heard in the room.

This should be the longest silence the two have known each other for so long. Pei Ting pinched Lu Ye's earlobe unconsciously, watching it turn red little by little, but his heart turned cold little by little.

After a long time, Pei Ting heard his own voice, as if he was asking Lu Ye: "Are you leaving?"

"I haven't." Lu Ye replied immediately.

"Then you just don't want me." Pei Ting asked the next sentence with a smile.

His expression can be described as calm, without a single bit of extra emotion, the person who flaunted in front of Zhong Lejie ten minutes ago that he wanted to confess his love to Lu Ye didn't seem to be him.

He didn't seem to be sad at all, the scene in front of him overlapped with the time in his memory, and he probably had to leave with the only shell on his back.

The words he and his father said at the grave didn't count, the birthday wishes were also false, and the sunrise and sunset a week ago were just an illusory dream.

After waking up from the dream, Pei Ting had no choice but to move forward.

"I..." Lu Ye's posture changed from squatting to half-kneeling, he lowered one leg, and made himself affectionate with a simple movement, "What I promise you is still true, I will only give you one person in this life Be a broker."

"There is something at home, it's not important, but it will take a while." Lu Ye frowned, and every word he said was difficult, "I just can't take care of you for the time being, and I will be back."

"Any more?" Pei Ting asked.

"what?"

"What else do you want to say?" Pei Ting asked him.

"I..." Lu Ye didn't hesitate to speak, he just had nothing to say, every word he said was trying to quibble, he was a complete liar.

The hand on Lu Ye's earlobe was taken away, the touch suddenly disappeared, and the sensory discomfort was connected to the heart, the chest was very empty, the heart seemed to be contained in a transparent glass bottle, and every moment of beating was like a joke waiting to be exhibited.

"I don't want others to interfere in my life." Pei Ting said: "You can leave if you want to, and I believe you will come back after you say so. That's enough, don't impose a new person on me to break into my life, And take you away."

"I won't go." Lu Ye said.

"Don't promise me." Pei Ting replied to him.

Lu Ye didn't know what he was doing, he seemed to be losing control, instinct occupied his brain, every word he said and every action he made without thinking.

He grabbed Pei Ting's cold hand and pressed it to his face, every word he said made Pei Ting's body temperature exposed to the air drop a little bit.

"You have a job, you can't live without someone to take care of you."

"I don't talk about the agent because you should have an assistant. I used to be greedy and wanted to do everything for you by myself. I made you get used to being alone with me, and now I make you get used to not having me."

"The day after tomorrow I have to shoot commercials, you can't go alone."

Lu Ye's last words were very firm. He is an unqualified manager. He is ordering Pei Ting and his artists.

He said no, you can only lose me; he said no, you must accept a new life.

"Lu Ye, are you an asshole?" Pei Ting asked calmly, his hand was covered by Lu Ye, and he put his strength on Lu Ye's face.

"I am." Lu Ye said, looking into Pei Ting's eyes.

There are light-colored and affectionate pupils in those eyes that always love to laugh. Lu Ye has been addicted to them many times, and has never been so eager to sink into the swamp this time and never come out.

How false the promise was, Pei Ting didn't believe it, and neither did Lu Ye.

But he seems to be unable to do anything to make Pei Ting feel that he is not a liar. Every word he speaks, even the "I am" is full of deep sophistry.

I'm a bastard, Lu Ye thought, can you trust a bastard who is a liar.

Pei Ting withdrew his hand from Lu Ye's face, turned sideways, and stood up from Lu Ye's side.

"Stand up, I can't hold you back." Pei Ting said coldly.

Lu Ye stood up, taller than Pei Ting and a solid chest like a wall, blocking Pei Ting in a safe and gentle shell.

So Pei Ting had to admit that this person was really good to him, and despite this day, this person had hardly done anything to disappoint him.

This kind of thinking made Pei Ting feel very tired. He really wanted to turn almost into a certainty, but he couldn't do it.

"I'm sleepy." Pei Ting could only say.

"Eat something before going to sleep." Lu Ye followed his words.

Pei Ting said no, he was too lazy to whitewash the peace, "Lu Ye, you can't control me, since this is the case, don't force yourself."

Pei Ting interrupted what Lu Ye was about to say, "I don't need to say anything else, I just want to sleep."

He looked at Lu Ye expressionlessly: "You accompany me."