The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

"Fuck—!"

Around is a system that prides itself on having no emotions. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help being rude.

"You master is really cruel!"

Fu Xiuzhu didn't understand, so he was confused, "What?"

The system quickly popularized the so-called mental hospital for him, and finally couldn't help feeling: "This man is not only so handsome that people can't live, but also so cruel that people can't live."

Fu Xiuzhu lowered his head silently, and the mist quickly gathered in his eye sockets. He felt extremely uncomfortable, but he still did not forget to protect the other party, "Maybe... Maybe it was the 'Ecstasy' that affected him. It is said that the Ecstasy Messenger is used to life and death, and has worn away his feelings. Master He was relatively cold-tempered originally, but after going back and forth, his heart... will inevitably become more ruthless."

system:"……"

He doesn't want to talk to idiot fans.

"I... I'd better go, I don't want to be hated by the master..." Speaking of this, Fu Xiuzhu couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes anymore.

He got up and walked away.

Xi Huaizhen, who was listening to the phone on the other side with no expression, paused, "Where are you going?"

Fu Xiuzhu stopped in his footsteps, lowered his head, unwilling to let the other party see his ugly crying face, and said in a soft voice: "I... I thought about it, I shouldn't bother you so presumptuously, I...I'd better go, you...you take care." After finishing speaking, he quickly passed him and walked towards the gate.

"Bah…"

When the two passed by, a crystal teardrop fell on the back of Xi Huaizhen's hand.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyebrows gradually moved closer.I don't know if it was an illusion, but he could faintly smell a faint fragrance of green bamboo, and the hot teardrops made his heart twitch, as if something extremely precious was about to leave him.

"Wait..." By the time he realized it, the words had already come out.

Fu Xiuzhu stopped, didn't look back, bit his lips: "You...do you have anything else to do?" He was afraid that he would turn his head back, so he was reluctant to leave, he really, really liked his master, and he couldn't bear to let him go .

The boy's thin back looks so lonely, so pitiful.

Xi Huaizhen's heart twitched again, he took a deep breath, endured the inexplicable feeling, and said coldly: "I haven't finished talking yet, why are you leaving?"

"Since you say you are a fairy in the painting, then you can prove it to me, otherwise how will I know if what you said is true or not?"

After saying such a thing, Xi Huaizhen was a little suspicious, whether he was infected by the abnormality of crying and pussy.

Fu Xiuzhu turned around abruptly, his small face was covered with tears, but the corner of his mouth was smiling happily, "So, as long as I prove my identity, master, you won't drive me away again, right?"

Xi Huaizhen frowned slightly: "When am I going to drive you away?"

The corners of Fu Xiuzhu's raised mouth were slightly flattened, and he lowered his head and whispered: "Aren't you going to send me to a mental hospital?"

Xi Huaizhen: "..."

He glanced at the mobile phone that was still on the phone, and the other end of the phone was still promoting how good and professional their hospital was.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice to the phone, "Sorry, I made a wrong call." After speaking, he hung up without any pause.

look up.

The crying bag spirit was staring at him with teary eyes, but it was different from before. At this time, those eyes seemed to be dyed with fine stars, which were so bright that they were captivating.

"...When you grow up, Master..."

A childish and inaudible voice suddenly sounded in his mind, Xi Huaizhen's five fingers holding the phone suddenly tightened, and his heart was burning hot.

It gets hotter and hotter.

He didn't care that he was still standing beside him crying, and directly unbuttoned his clothes.

On the heart, there is a lifelike emerald green bamboo leaf birthmark, the size of a little finger, shining brightly.