please stop teasing me

As soon as Lu Chuiye finished talking about Wen Xiaozi, he was stunned. What did he say about Jiang Yu?Trauma what?

Lu Chuiye held his forehead and sat down on the fabric sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, unconsciously tapping the armrest of the chair with his fingers.

Wen Xiaozi blinked a few times, quietly picked up the script and cell phone on the ground, and dusted them off.

Lu Yuye took the phone.

half an hour.

Wen Xiaozi looked around cautiously, pulled a chair and sat opposite him, took a deep breath, and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean by that traumatic disorder......?"

As soon as Lu Chuiye's phone lit up, it was a WeChat message from Jiang Yu, and it lit up on the lock screen: Master... I'm home.

Lu Chuiye unlocked it with his fingerprint with one hand, tapped the screen to reply, and then looked up at the shocked Wen Xiaozi, "Post-traumatic stress disorder, in simple terms, is that he received some stimulation when he was young, which caused his current As long as you are exposed to that kind of similar scene, you will have a little seizure."

Wen Xiaozi gasped slightly, and looked at his expression vigilantly: "I advise you not to tease me with such things, I won't be fooled!"

Lu Chuiye was about to be laughed at by him: "Where's your brain, would I joke about this kind of thing?"

"That's right." Wen Xiaozi was in a mess in his heart: "No, he's an actor, and he has to shoot all kinds of scenes. How could that kind of scene be avoided? Also, he's been with us for so long, and I haven't seen him doing anything. The abnormal places are... quite normal."

Lu Chuiye frowned: "He has been pressing down, I didn't notice it at first."

Wen Xiaozi's heart was full of alarm bells, and he accurately grasped the point of his words: "Wait, what does it mean to be suppressed? Can any disease still be suppressed?"

"Have you seen any TV dramas? Those who have been kidnapped will be afraid of claustrophobic spaces, those who have been drowned will be afraid of water, and those who have experienced explosions will be afraid of fire and firecrackers." Lu Chuiye picks and chooses what happened in the locker at home last time. up.

Wen Xiaozi's face changed from rosy to pale and then from pale to red, and he choked out a sentence for a long time: "...you still want to do it in the cabinet, it's not fun, normal people should be scared crazy, third brother."

Lu Yuye remained silent.

Wen Xiaozi rubbed his head: "Then how do you know that he has some kind of post-traumatic disorder, and it's not because he hates you? After all, you deserve a beating and always bully him... If we didn't dare, you would have been beaten to death long ago. "

"...Are you kidding me?" Lu Chuiye didn't dare to reply, "There are still people who don't like me?"

Wen Xiaozi ignored this utterly ignorant remark, and asked again: "Then he has this thought for you...well, he does."

He tried everything possible to restrain himself from attacking in front of him. Isn't this nonsense, he abruptly stopped talking, and asked instead: "Then what are you going to do now?"

Lu Chuiye let out a long breath like a sigh: "Let's do this first."

When Wen Xiaozi heard this, he was almost anxious to death. He knew that Jiang Yu also liked him. Now that the finale of the show was over, he ended up saying that it was just like this, and the show stopped?

And so, what is going on?

Lu Chuiye looked at him irritably, suppressed his temper, and said: "He is still shrinking himself into a hedgehog without leaking anything, and he refuses to let me know anything, I can only let him come out slowly, let He learns to trust me, or you tell me what to do!"

"What can I do? Forcibly make friends with him, and tear up the things of the year?"

Wen Xiaozi was startled, too.

"I'm telling you this to make you feel safe. Don't make jokes with him. He keeps silent about everything he hears and sees and refuses to tell me. It's inevitable that there will be things that you can't take care of." Lu Chuiye lit a cigarette and took a deep breath: "Don't talk about it."

"Well, I know." Wen Xiaozi moved the chair in front of him, and said seriously: "Then... what did he experience when he was a child? Is this disease curable?"

Lu Chuiye frowned: "I don't know, maybe it would be good if the person involved in the case could be brought to justice, maybe not, why, you have to sacrifice your luster to help me investigate?"

"...Take your brains away." Wen Xiaozi didn't care about his sarcasm, and looked into his eyes for a while to analyze: "Third brother, you really think about it? You think your family is loyal, your parents will Let’s not talk about it, your grandfather...that’s an old general who is straighter than Huabiao, how will you tell them in the future?”

Lu Chuiye moved his fingers, and the cigarette ash suddenly fell on his knees, leaving a cloud of slightly hot gray, and he brushed it off with his hand.

Wen Xiaozi coughed: "Every Chinese New Year and family birthday in your family is like a swearing-in meeting. When you turn around, you take Jiang Yu by the hand and introduce them to your grandparents, parents, and generals with prominent military ranks. Hello elders, is this my boyfriend?"

Lu Chuiye: "What's wrong?"

"You really intend to say that."

"Yeah, how do you say otherwise? Just say that my wife can bear it?"

"……That was not what I meant."

Lu Chuiye stood up and smiled: "He has kindness in his heart, he is pure and sincere no matter how he treats others or himself, and more importantly, he loves me very much. In the past, I only felt that I was not with him, and I never felt disgraceful."

"...but...hey, where are you going?"

Lu Chuiye extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, "I want a bride price when I get home, first turn my apprentice into a boyfriend."

bride price? ! !

"No, let's discuss it later... Don't rush to decide on this matter... Consider the feelings of the fans on both sides..." Wen Xiaozi rubbed his chest and was almost suffocated. Fuck the mother's heart!

"God, let the thunder strike me to death."

Kacha~!

Wen Xiaozi shrank his neck and looked out at the gray sky, and saw another flash of lightning flashing by. Before the thunder sounded, he carefully clasped his hands together: "I'm joking...don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously."

**

When Jiang Yu got home, he had just finished sending a WeChat message to Lu Chuiye when the doorbell rang.

It's Nie Chenghua.

"Brother Nie."

Nie Chenghua came in with a serious face and sat on the sofa without saying a word. Jiang Yu poured him a glass of water and put it in front of him, "What's wrong?"

"problem occurs."

Jiang Yu's heart skipped a beat, and his lips moved: "What happened...?"

Nie Chenghua took out his mobile phone and found an anonymous text message for him to read. Jiang Yu took it in doubt, and was stunned when he saw it. There were not many words on it, and it seemed to be the theme.

—I know your secret.

——Do you still remember the Star Orphanage?

——Jiang Liu, Jiang Yu, one person has thousands of faces, who are you today.

"The first time I received this person's text message was a few months ago. At that time, you just had a conflict with... I was too busy to deal with it and didn't care. Then his frequency is not high, and he sends a specious message in half a month. , I just thought it was some paparazzi who took some photos of you, but the text messages these days are not right, he knows about the orphanage!"

Jiang Yu returned the phone to him, squeezed the cup: "Since he sent a text message, he must have asked for money?"

Nie Chenghua shook his head: "I don't know, he didn't say it clearly, and I didn't dare to answer without authorization, so I'll tell you first when you come back from Hongcheng, what do you think?"

Jiang Yu drank the water in one gulp, raised his eyes, "Ask him what he wants to do."

Nie Chenghua said hello, and began to dial with his head down. After a while, the connection was made, it was a very young male voice, he could even be called nice, and he spoke a little faster: "Mr. Jiang, you finally called me? "

Nie Chenghua glanced at him hesitantly, and Jiang Yu took the phone: "Who are you?"

"You don't have to worry about who I am, you just need to know that I have your secrets, the ones about you in the orphanage, the ones before you debuted, and the evidence that you replaced Jiang Yu's identity, I have all of them." The greed of the receiver is disgusting.

Jiang Yu's eyes sank: "Really."

"You don't want these things to be known by your fans, your favorite master, and your black fans, right?" In the dark and messy small house, a man tapped on the keyboard, his hands moving quickly. While typing, he held a half-burned cigarette in his mouth, and the ash fell into the crack of the keyboard without hesitation, and he wiped it casually.

"Your past is worth 5000 million."

Jiang Yu pinched the phone, the veins on the back of his hand were clearly visible, but his voice was unusually calm: "I don't have that much money."

"That's none of my business. If you don't have it, just figure out a way. If I don't receive the money within half a month, the information will be posted on Weibo." He leaned back: "When the time comes Everyone will think that the cleanest little fresh meat in the entertainment industry is actually a trash who has been sexually assaulted, killed someone, and lives as someone else's identity."

Jiang Yu clicked his fingers and hung up the phone.

Nie Chenghua carefully looked at Jiang Yu's increasingly fierce expression, took the phone from him tremblingly, and tentatively said, "What should we do? Give him money? But almost all your money has been used for public welfare these years, don't worry about it." Say 5000 million, even if you don’t have 500 million.”

Jiang Yu closed his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "It doesn't matter, he will explode if he wants to."

Nie Chenghua was taken aback: "!! Are you mad with anger? Can you talk nonsense? Now the company is suppressing you with all its strength, and it will definitely not spend money on public relations for you. ..."

"He better have evidence that I was sexually assaulted."

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Yu sneered: "I failed to give "Jiang Yu" an innocence for the collusion between the police and robbers back then, and even all the evidence was wiped out. If he really has evidence in his hand, just let it go."

Nie Chenghua was stunned for a while, and hurried to stop him: "Don't be impulsive, don't use this deadly trick until the last moment, let's not talk about whether you can give "Jiang Yu" justice, that is, why are you still here in the future? The entertainment industry has a foothold."

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, and Nie Chenghua continued to persuade him: "This kind of thing is not easy to deal with. Fans listen to wind and rain, don't say you haven't been... Then what's the matter, it's just that someone is holding on to your current image. Hate you, think about Lu Yuye...will he accept it?"

Jiang Yu clenched his fist, pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes: "Don't let him know."

**

When Lu Chuiye came home, Lu's father and Lu's mother also just came back from the army. They entered the house one after the other, came out of the garage and saw him, and asked calmly, "Why are you back?"

Lu Chuiye took the things from his mother, and said with a smile: "I heard that you are back, and you came here to follow the education of your ancestors to be gentle, courteous and thrifty. If you don't welcome me, then I'll leave?"

Lu's mother smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, and said with disgust: "Whether you like it or not, you are so old. How many times have you come back in the past 12 years? How many times can your father and I have dinner with you when we go home? Do you have any idea?" Points?"

Lu Yuye: "Yes."

Lu's father knocked on the door, and his aunt opened the door: "Sir, madam."

Father Lu nodded slightly, and changed his shoes without saying a word. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. The air pressure inside and outside the house was as low as thirty thousand miles under the sea.

Lu Chuiye put the things on the cabinet at the entrance, bent over to change his slippers, and went straight to the kitchen, the aunt hurriedly asked what he wanted to bring.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Lu Chuiye opened the cabinet to find a can of tea, picked some on the tea lotus.

After a while, he brewed two cups of tea and brought them out.

Father Lu picked up a cup, took a sip, then looked at him with a relaxed expression, and asked, "How many days are you going home this time?"

"I'll go back tomorrow, grandpa told me to come back."

Father Lu frowned, his upright body was like an old tree that has been carefully pruned for many years, his eyes swept over him sharply, and he said lightly: "Grandpa called you? He has something to do in the past two days, so he probably won't be back. You will come back tomorrow." Come with me to a dinner."

Lu Chuiye was stunned, and chuckled softly: "Isn't Xing Shi at home? You can let him go with you. I'm a negative example for our family. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for our old Lu family if you let me go with you?"

Lu's mother followed his words and said: "You also know that you are a negative teaching material for our family. I heard that you also participated in some variety shows, the messy entertainment circle, you jumped into that big dye vat, and you can still come out clean? Your grandfather knows It’s not too much to give you a few whips if you’re going to be mad at you.”

Lu Chuiye sat on the sofa facing his parents, with his long legs crossed and put his hands on his knees neatly, thinking that you haven't heard my recording in YY yet, it's not that the entertainment circle spoiled your son, it's your son It harmed the kids in the entertainment industry.

Lu's mother sat on the sofa and laughed: "Tomorrow, keep your mouth shut, and if you dare to cause trouble for me, just wait and see if your mother's marksmanship is accurate."

Lu Chuiye suddenly had a bad premonition, seeing the unexplained chill behind Lu's mother's expression, and asked cautiously: "...What's the dinner tomorrow?"

Lu's father added lightly: "Your Uncle Cheng's daughter, you are not too young at the welcome banquet when you return home from the army. It's time to take care of yourself and start a family."

Lu's mother continued to make up for it: "How much money can a dubbing studio make a year to support a wife and children? Thinking about the future is also a serious matter. There are more than [-] people who have never grown up all day long. Like."

Lu's father nodded: "If you can't let go of the studio, you can transfer it to Wen Xiaozi. I think he is quite responsible."

Mother Lu nodded in agreement: "Yes."

Lu Chuiye stared dumbfounded at his parents, as if they were talking about a cross talk, and in a few words, he made the arrangements clearly, and raised his head in melancholy: "...you probably won't believe me when I come home this time, except for Grandpa's Order, and there is also a dowry."