When gentleness is worn into the ancient dog blood crematorium

After Chi Baiwan left the convenience store, he walked into the rest hall on the first floor of the company. There were a few starlets scattered in the hall. They had just come back from a night out at the company. They were all wearing regular clothes and peaked caps, and their faces could not be seen clearly. , twitter chat.

Chi Baiwan dressed up like them, but he didn't go over to talk to them.

He slowly sat on the sofa, rubbing his ankles lightly. He walked too fast just now and accidentally sprained his feet, and there was a sharp pain in the cracks in his bones. Fingers knead slowly.

Rubbing and rubbing, the heart that had already died still hurt a little.

On the night of the death escape, Fu Sihan stepped on the foot ruthlessly, with contempt and anger, which made his ankle half disabled. He had been resting in the hospital for so long, but he couldn't walk faster. .

Chi Baiwan thought of something, took out his phone, and sent a WeChat message.

【Dr. Lu, I trained with my company colleagues for four hours today, and I ate two meals. I feel very good. 】

The other side quickly responded: "Tomorrow I have three meals - remember to take a picture and send it to me--"

Chi Baiwan replied: "Okay, Doctor Lu, thank you."

Chi Baiwan turned off his phone and smiled silently.

Chu Lan said that he has severe depression, and he usually goes to the hospital to receive treatment for depression, so he has to smile more. Chi Baiwan has added the wechat of the psychologist, and he has to report to the doctor every day what he has done. The doctor is very dedicated, I care about him very much, just to prevent him from committing suicide again.

Chi Baiwan admitted that the day of filming was very tiring, and he didn't eat much for two meals, but he is working hard to receive treatment, hoping to get better a little bit.

Chu Lan also told Huo Jue one thing behind Huo Jue's back. After he fell into the sea, a piece of congested blood pressure reached his cranial nerves. I don't know what function it will damage. It hasn't happened yet. Tell him to protect his head and don't knock it apart. That gore.

In fact, there was something Chu Lan didn't tell Chi Baiwan, maybe because he couldn't bear it, but Chi Baiwan had already discovered it himself.

Since waking up, he has become less and less talkative, rarely speaks long sentences, only speaks a few short words, his voice seems to have been destroyed in that shipwreck, quicksand scratched his throat, and his voice also changed. He was hoarse, and when he first spoke, he was almost startled by his own voice.

Chi Baiwan knew that he could not sing anymore. He used to be the singer of Ever, and he opened a live broadcast room to cheer up the little fans. When he saw fans jokingly calling him a lark, Chi Baiwan was always shy and dared not admit it. Now, that The lively voice is gone.

Lark and Canary died in the shipwreck together.

For the past three months, Chi Baiwan had been in a coma and was hospitalized. Unexpectedly, he met Fu Sihan just as soon as he returned to the company.

The person he once deeply loved suddenly turned into a nightmare. During the days when he was in a coma, Chi Baiwan dreamed of him almost every night.

When sweet sugar is mixed with poison and tasted again, only bitterness remains.

The last five years had exhausted his last ounce of courage, and he no longer had the strength to confront Fu Sihan, so he used "death" to break up.

Tomorrow, he wants to wash off the tattoo, and then click off the mole at the corner of his eye.

The book says that the mole at the corner of the eye is a mole of tears, and the love life has been bumpy. When Yuelao was tying the red thread, he accidentally tied their red thread to the wrong person.

Chi Baiwan completely enclosed himself in a small safe world, holding his heart helplessly, letting it beat slowly and softly, so that he would no longer be hurt.

He rubbed his ankles for a long time, and his hands were a little sore. A person recovering from a serious illness lacked energy, so he got up slowly and wanted to leave, but his shoulders were held down by his hands.

Chi Baiwan sat down violently, feeling cold all over.

His whole body seemed to have fallen into the gate of hell, being torn and pulled by those hands, unable to get up.

Those hands were too hard, so hard that his shoulders hurt, his eye sockets hurt, and even the redness on the tip of his heart was smudged into a bloodstain.

"So what are you in a hurry to do?"

Chi Baiwan managed to hold back the exclamation in his throat, it was Fu Sihan's voice...

He actually chased into the company!

The appearance of Fu Sihan attracted the attention of the entertainers. They pointed the direction of the two people, but Fu Sihan's body was too hostile, his eyebrows were frosty, and the young man under his palm couldn't see his face clearly. Therefore, the artists did not dare to meddle in their own business.

Fu Sihan didn't need to care about anyone's winks, he pressed Chi Baiwan's shoulders with his broad and slender palms, and sat beside him, frowning.

"Are you Jiashi artists so rude?"

His tone was quite calm, although he was as indifferent as usual, but it could be heard that he was restraining himself.

Chi Baiwan's body was trembling, his nails gripped his palms tightly, his scalp was numb from the pain, and he lowered his head to avoid his sight: "Sir, we don't know each other."

Sure enough, when Fu Sihan heard this unpleasant voice, his expression seemed to have swallowed a sour lemon.

Impatient, Fu Sihan straightened him, forced his face to look at him, and raised his hand to take off his sunglasses forcefully.

Chi Baiwan struggled back hard, the carp struggled like he was straight, bit his lip and turned his head to one side: "You are too rude!"

The movement of the two of them was too loud, causing the security guard to look back frequently. Fu Sihan didn't care about other people's eyes at all, he grabbed Chi Baiwan's thigh and pulled him back.

This action is too familiar to Chi Baiwan. In the past, Chi Baiwan would hide back when he was angry, but Fu Sihan always ignored it.

The more domineering he was, the more frightened Chi Baiwan became. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead like a needle prick. He clenched his palms and raised his hand to slap Fu Sihan hard.

Snapped!

The applause was so clear and loud that Fu Sihan was stunned by him.

Chi Baiwan slapped him so hard that Fu Sihan's cheeks were slapped red and hot, the tip of his tongue pressed against the wall of his mouth, and his eyes instantly darkened.

Chi Baiwan was startled, but he refused to apologize. He didn't stay strong with the slap, enduring the pain in his wrist, he pushed Fu Sihan's chest away and was about to leave.

Fu Sihan was really annoyed by him now, grabbed his leg and fixed him on the sofa, endured the pain in his mouth, and said calmly, "It's such a big company, where are you going?"

Fu Sihan wasn't sure if he was Chi Baiwan, or not, Fu Sihan couldn't hit him back.

The person in front of him was too weak and sick, and he couldn't bear his punch. If he fought back, it would be irreparable.

Chi Baiwan deeply remembered the scene where he crushed his ankle with the sharp sandy leather sole. It hurt so badly. Through his sunglasses, his eyes were so cold that they were about to freeze.

"Sir, this is Excellent Era Media. I am an artist and I care about my image very much. If you have nothing else to do, please leave here."

Chi Baiwan didn't have any confidence in what he said. After all, the company's land was owned by Fu Sihan, so it was obviously impossible to drive the boss away.

"Are you an entertainer? Are there any entertainers who speak as badly as you?"

Fu Sihan questioned him, with an ugly expression, he lifted his calf with his hands, put it on his suit pants, and said sullenly, "Let me see your feet, don't move around."

Chi Baiwan couldn't resist Fu Sihan, he knew that there was no wound on his ankle, and he was unconscious, so he could only press his lips tightly, close his eyes, and let Fu Sihan open his trousers and see the smooth ankle.

no wounds...

Fu Sihan's slender fingers slowly rubbed and stroked that piece of skin, his movements were as gentle as stroking a lover's skin.

But Chi Baiwan didn't feel it at all. He didn't even know what Fu Sihan was doing. He tried to retract his foot, but Fu Sihan grabbed his calf tightly and refused to let him go.

"Have you seen enough?" Chi Baiwan said in a low voice.

Fu Sihan frowned tightly, and only then did he look a little more surprised: "Are there no scars on your feet?"

These words not only pierced Fu Sihan's heart, but also made Chi Baiwan miserable.

Chi Baiwan couldn't take it anymore, he raised his leg and stepped on Fu Sihan's shoulder, holding back his voice, the hoarse voice was almost tearing: "Don't touch me!"

Fu Sihan froze, looking down at his feet.Along his feet, his fair calf was slender and beautiful under the light of the crystal chandelier above his head, but his supposedly flawless skin was covered with bruises, which was extremely ugly.

Like a beautiful doll full of scars, lifeless.

Fu Sihan's heart suddenly turned cold. Whether it was Chi Baiwan or not, it was too painful to suffer such a serious injury.

Fortunately, he is not Chi Baiwan.

"Please get out of the way."

Chi Baiwan got up from the sofa and said in a low mood.

"Feel sorry."

Fu Sihan said, "I mistook the person."

Fu Sihan's narrow and cold eyes were filled with disappointment. His canary didn't have such an ugly voice, and he wouldn't talk to him violently.

He was always gentle, indulgent, and never lost his temper.

Fu Sihan let go lazily, his face was still hurting from the slap, Chi Baiwan took the opportunity to break free, turned around and was about to walk into the elevator.

"Wait." Fu Sihan said suddenly, taking out a tube of ointment from his suit pocket.

"The medicine I bought for you, you go back and rub it, maybe it will make your injury better."

His eyes fell on Chi Baiwan's wrist and fingers, where the bruises were shocking.

Fu Sihan put the ointment on the glass table, and left without saying a word.

The brand of that jar of ointment was all in Japanese, Chi Baiwan didn't recognize it, but this kind of medicine is very uncommon, I don't know where Fu Sihan went to buy it in such a short time.

No amount of medicine can heal this pain.

But such an expensive ointment can't be lost, Chi Baiwan dragged his legs and walked over, putting the medicine in his pocket.

He went back to the dormitory and swallowed a few sleeping pills and fluoxetine. He took sleeping pills for more than a year. Fluoxetine is a medicine for severe depression. , like a rough knife in the throat.

He could hardly sleep soundly every night, lying on the bed, tossing and turning, hugging the quilt and looking at the sky, the lamp was never turned off night after night, and it was burning hot until dawn.

He was afraid that the bottom of the sea was too dark, so dark that it would kill him at any moment, if Huo Jue hadn't been there when he escaped, he would have been buried in the belly of the fish at this moment.

It may be due to depression. His stomach felt sore for a while, and his heart seemed to be pressed by a big stone. This symptom became more obvious at night, and it was difficult to breathe, and he even needed to gasp for breath to breathe. keep calm.

He has tried very hard not to think about the past, the night is always difficult, he will get better after taking a few more sleeping pills, there are always a lot of things to do during the day, when he is busy, he will not think about the past up.

Today Fu Sihan also tested him, and it's a good thing that he didn't recognize it. Tomorrow, he will go to have a mole spot and fine-tune it, and Fu Sihan will never be able to detect it.

Chi Baiwan was already a little sleepy, gentle waves rolled in the ocean of consciousness, and waves hit his brain one after another. He liked the feeling brought by sleeping pills, which made him fall asleep at ease.

While he was still asleep, he took the jar of ointment and applied it on his fingers.

Very cool, very comfortable, really good medicine.

He also suffered from bruises before, and Fu Sihan never bought medicine for him, he always gave him money to buy it himself.

What's more, Chi Baiwan is just a stranger to him now.

Fu Sihan's concern...was worthless.

But the medicine is right, Chi Baiwan gently put his hands on the quilt, stretched forward limply, and fell into a deep sleep, dreamless all night.

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Early the next morning, a stranger knocked on the door of his dormitory, with a very practical attitude: "Is Luan Yu living here? You pack up and come with me. Mr. Huo has ordered you to dress tighter and say yes You'll appreciate him."

By the way, his name is Luan Yu now, which is the new stage name given to him by the company.

Chi Baiwan's hair was soft and stuck to his cheeks, he lowered his peaked cap, put on goggles and a mask, put on a sweater casually, and went out.

The stranger was a man, he looked Chi Baiwan up and down, "You are Luan Yu?"

Chi Baiwan gave a soft "um" sound. Although his sandy voice was hoarse, it couldn't hide his tenderness.

The man had heard earlier that Boss Huo had an unusual attitude towards Luan Yu. He personally went through the formalities on the day he came to the company, but he didn't look like he was being ruled by unspoken rules. He wasn't charming at all, at best he was clean.

He lives in such a big dormitory by himself, tidy and tidy, not at all like the good habits of such a big young man.

The man's attitude was also very good. While chatting with Chi Baiwan, he led him to the door of Huo Jue's office, a little nervous: "Go in."

Chi Baiwan still didn't understand why he was nervous until he opened the door and saw the back of the man sitting inside, in a suit and leather shoes, with a familiar indifference.

When Chi Baiwan only saw his outline, his heart jumped a few times, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Fu Sihan... what is he doing again!

Fu Sihan didn't turn around, but just sat on the sofa in a relaxed posture. Chi Baiwan bit the bullet and sat opposite him, trying to maintain a calm face.

Fu Sihan glanced at him, as if he was making sure that the person he saw last night was him. After looking at him for a long time, he handed over a card under Huo Jue's livid face.

"Mr. Huo, thank you for your frankness. He is the person I'm looking for."

Huo Jue crossed his hands, put them on the leather table, raised his eyebrows slightly: "He is an artist of my company, he can't take it out, and I'm not short of money."

Fu Sihan tapped his index finger on the table, with a cold expression and a calm tone: "Then do you need this piece of land? I know that five years is short enough for you. If it is reduced to one year... "

"Boss Fu!" Huo Jue gritted his teeth and punched the table, "Don't go too far!"

"I'm not too much, as long as you lend him to me for a day, I will take back these words, and I don't want to threaten you."

Fu Sihan slowly picked up the bullet pen on Huo Jue's desk, the ticking sound made everyone anxious.

Chi Baiwan bit his lips, lowered his eyes, and after a while, he laughed wryly at himself.

It's like this again, the former Chi Baiwan died, so just find a substitute, right?You don't even need to look at your face, as long as Fu Sihan thinks about it, he has to be obedient, right?

Chi Baiwan refused without thinking, "Boss Fu, I'm just a little star, I don't want to accept unspoken rules, and I don't want to be popular that much."

This was Fu Sihan's expected rejection, and he wasn't too surprised.

"I just want you to stay with me for a day, and I don't need to do anything else."

This tone is very polite, completely different from the tone that asked Chi Baiwan to talk to him back then.

Chi Baiwan felt uncomfortable, what did he do earlier?If they had been kind at the beginning, they might not have made it to this day.

Chi Baiwan looked at Huo Jue, wanting to ask for help.

In Huo Jue's eyes, the eyes are soft and charming, making Huo Jue feel numb all over just by looking at them, but he can't stop Fu Sihan, he still has such a big company to run...

Huo Jue fell silent, Chi Baiwan realized and sighed in his heart.

Forget it, he shouldn't bother Huo Jue, Huo Jue has helped him enough, today he can be reminded to dress up, he should be grateful.

As long as one day, after one day, Fu Sihan will definitely hate him.

Enduring the pain in his heart, Chi Baiwan said in a low voice: "Boss Fu, I have a few problems, I want to tell you in advance."

Fu Sihan lowered his eyes, which could be called calm.

Chi Baiwan's voice was calm, polite and distant: "I have a new film to be released, and my identity is very sensitive, so I will not show my face in public, and will always wear a mask and sunglasses, and, if I don't sleep with you, I will back office."

With so many demands, Chi Baiwan deliberately disgusted Fu Sihan.

Fu Sihan didn't mind, and took a deep breath: "Deal."

Chi Baiwan became cruel, and wrote a number on the check, one hundred thousand a day.

He originally thought that Fu Sihan would refuse when he saw such an outrageous price, but he didn't expect that Fu Sihan tore off the check and signed his own name.

After signing his name, Fu Sihan stood up and pushed the check to Huo Jue, "Go to my company to pick up the money, and I will take this person named Luan Yu away first."

The author says:

Mr. Fu: My wife is too tight...

感谢在2022-09-1120:12:37-2022-09-1220:44:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Anchi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!